“I gotta go,” Jamal said again as he turned back and spoke quietly to Elliott, “but I want you to do something for me.”
“Uh, okay.”
“She’s still got all the loads into her that my dad, Uncle Dexter, and Kendrick gave her, right?” Elliott nodded. “Okay, I want you to get her cleaned up before I get back. Do your thing, if you like, and then take her into the shower. That should wake her up a bit. And then put something nice on her. You know what I mean?” Jamal gave Elliott a naughty wink.
“Yes, I know what you mean.”
Jamal smiled broadly and clapped Elliott on the shoulder. “Good man. I’ll be back in less than an hour. You don’t mind if I grab myself a Red Bull on the way out, do ya?” With that, he gave Elliott another little wink and strode out of the room.
Elliott stayed where he was until he heard the front door close. He stepped over to his mother’s bed. She was lying right down now, her legs still draped over the end of the bed with her feet on the floor, her spread thighs teasingly on display beneath the short black dress. As he approached, Elliott looked up along the smooth skin of those creamy thighs all the way up to her cockpit, her mound glistening wetly beneath the hem of her dress. Elliott thought she looked innocently sweet, and yet incredibly sexy at the same time as she lay there peacefully in her cum-covered dress and sexy high heels, her eyes closed. “Mom, are you okay? Are you sleeping?” Elliott spoke softly, not wanting to startle her.
“No, baby,” she replied as she looked up at him with dreamy eyes. “I was just lying here, thinking about how good I feel.”
“Jamal said he’s coming back in a little while. Just him, without the other two.”
“Just him?” she asked, sitting up slightly.
“Yeah. And he told me not to say anything to the other two about it.”
“Okay.”
“He wants me to get you cleaned up and changed before he gets back.”
“All right. Did he say how long he was going to be?”
“He said less than an hour.”
“Okay, that gives us a little bit of time then. I better take a shower. Can you help me, baby?” Elliott hesitated in his response, and Tanya noticed it. “What is it, sweetheart?”
Elliott couldn’t believe after everything that had happened over the past week that he’d feel sheepish about this kind of thing, but he did. “Uh… you’ve still got the loads those other three guys dumped into you, don’t you?”
A sly smile came over Tanya’s face as it dawned on her what her son wanted. She pushed herself up and sat on the edge of the bed. “You’re right, baby, I do. And I’ve been keeping them nice and warm for you.” She pulled the covers down and nodded towards the middle of the bed. “Why don’t you lay down there and let Mommy feed you that way?”
Elliott’s heart was racing as he climbed onto the bed and rolled over onto his back. This was one of his favorite fantasies, to have his mother ride his face.
“That’s my good boy,” Tanya said as she crawled onto the bed, still wearing those sexy red-soled Louboutins. When she got near him, she lifted her leg and straddled him, causing her short black dress to slide up even higher on her thighs. She moved forward and grasped the headboard, her seeping loins poised right over his upturned face. “Open up, baby.”
Elliott looked up at her puffy wet cunt, his eyes delighted at the sight of her shiny mound. He opened his mouth as he watched her push down with the muscles inside her. A milky pearl of semen appeared at the mouth of her slit for a second, and then a glistening ribbon of cum slithered forth towards his open mouth. He felt the tip of it touch his tongue and then she pushed harder, the whole thick strand dropping deep into his mouth.
“Mmm…” It was his turn to purr this time as he swallowed the warm viscous seed. His mother then sat right down in the saddle, grinding her twat against his face as he set to work. He sucked and licked, licked and sucked, getting every drop out of her drooling cunt. And then she spun around, presenting her delicate pink starfish to him. He gave her bumhole the same treatment, getting out every drop of cum that he could.
“Oh God, baby, that pretty mouth of yours has me ready to go off again,” his mother said as she spun back around, facing the headboard once more. “Do my clit, baby. Do it the way Mommy likes it.”
She ground herself right down on his face again, only this time a bit lower to give him direct access to her fiery clit. Elliott wrapped his lips around the protruding nodule and sucked, and then rolled his tongue over the sensitive button.
“OH FUCCKCKKKK…” Tanya moaned less than a minute later, rocking back and forth as he continued to stimulate her tingling clit, covering his face with her sticky cunt-honey.
Elliott was thrilled to make his mother come so quickly, and loved the feel of her cunt gushing its warm juices all over the lower part of his face.
“Mmm, that was nice,” Tanya said once the delicious sensations of her climax dwindled. She swung her leg off his body and smiled down at his glistening face. “What a mess I’ve made.”
Elliott was thrilled even more as she leaned over him and licked his face clean, and then brought her mouth to his for a searing kiss, where she transferred the remnants of her silky nectar to his mouth. He swallowed gratefully.
“Okay, baby, I better take that shower before Jamal gets back. Did he say he wants me to wear anything specific?”
Elliott shook his head. “No, he just said ‘something nice’, so I think you know what that means.”
“I’ve got just the thing. I bought some things today at the lingerie store to wear this weekend. I didn’t realize I’d have a chance to wear them so soon.”
“What kinds of things?”
Tanya gave her son a sly wink as she started towards the en-suite bathroom. “You’ll see soon enough, but I think Jamal will like what I have in mind, and I think you’ll like it too. Now, go to your room until Jamal gets here. I’ve got to redo my hair and makeup too, so I want a little privacy.”
“Sure, Mom.” Elliott climbed off the bed as his mother disappeared into the bathroom. He pulled her door closed behind him before going to his own room. He hadn’t come all night and he was so horny he thought he’d lose his mind. He could have jerked off in seconds flat, but there was something about that look in Jamal’s eye that made Elliott think there might be something up tonight, something for him. He took a few deep breaths to try and calm his raging cock, then sat down and played his video game to try and distract himself from his salacious thoughts.
A short time after hearing the water shut off, he heard the low buzz of his mother’s hair dryer coming from her room. He kept checking the time, anxious for Jamal to return. Not only was he curious to see what the black youth had in mind for his mother, he was anxious to see what this new outfit she’d mentioned was all about. Finally, after just under an hour, he heard the front door open and close. He went and stood in the hallway, hoping beyond hope that Jamal wouldn’t exclude him from the rest of the night’s festivities.
“Well, did you get her all cleaned up?” Jamal asked as he reached the top of the stairs and spotted Elliott.
“Yes, she took a shower and kicked me out of her room so she could get ready in private.” Elliott saw that Jamal was carrying a plastic grocery bag with the name of drug store chain on it in one hand, and a glass from their kitchen in the other. “What’s in the bag?”
Jamal waved off Elliott’s question. “You don’t need to worry about that. Do you know what she’s wearing? Remember I asked you-”
“I don’t know what it is exactly that she’s going to wear,” Elliott said as he interrupted him. “But she said it was something new she just bought today, and that you’d like it.”
“All right then, let’s check it out.” Jamal stood in place and held his hand out towards Elliott as he pointed at Tanya’s bedroom door.
“You… you want me in there? In there with the two of you?”
“You’ve done a great job all this week, Elliott, not only with your clean-up duties, but with the tutoring and everything else. And hey, like I said, it’s been a long time since I got a B-.” A big smile came over Jamal’s face. “So get your scrawny ass over here and let’s see what Mommy has to show us.”
Thrilled to the max, Elliott followed on Jamal’s heels as they entered the room. The tall black boy set his bag and the drinking glass down on top of a little side table she had near her reading chair, the one where Elliott usually sat when he was allowed to watch the boys fuck her. The only light turned on in the room was from one of the bedside table lamps, casting a warm amber glow over the bed. From his spot just behind Jamal, Elliott could see his mother reclining provocatively on the bed, the covers pulled down to the bottom. Like many pictures of lingerie models he’d seen, she was propped up on a stack of pillows against the headboard, one knee angled up across her other leg suggestively.
“Oh fuck,” Elliott heard Jamal mumble under his breath as both of them looked at the breathtaking creature on the bed. His mother was wearing a new corset. It was a deep, rich, scarlet color with black lace brocade embroidered into it. The immense bra cups of the corset were obviously heavily-reinforced, causing her voluminous breasts to swell up and threaten to spill over the front edge of the jam-packed cups. The form-fitting cups were designed to barely cover her nipples, giving the boys’ hungry eyes a clear view of a huge expanse of that velvety-soft titflesh, the curving spheres pressed together to create a devastatingly enticing line of cleavage that almost took Elliott’s breath away. The black ribbon-like shoulder straps were stretched taut as bridge cables, straining to carry the heavy load of those tits. The multi-panelled bodice of the corset nipped in tightly at her waist before flaring out over her wide fuckable hips, the shape of the corset provocatively emphasizing her pronounced hourglass figure.