It wasn’t until about ten o’clock that I saw her looking back at me. I don’t know how long she had been awake, but, the smile that started to curl up from the corners of her mouth was nice to see. At least she didn’t show any regret about anything and I was happy about that.
“Come here.” She said, opening her arms out to me. As I scooted over next to her warm chest, she pulled me into a nice warm hug. Feeling my morning erection poke into her belly she said “Oh, well good morning to you too, sweetheart!”
“And what is it that’s got you so excited?” She asked.
“Oh, nothing in particular.” I answered and then proceeded to tell her how I woke up in an excited state and then watched her sleep for a while, admiring her as she snoozed. Looking past her, I saw the panties she’d worn last night on the corner of the bed above her pillow. Seeing my stare, she turned to see what I was looking at. “Ah.” She said. “I see what it is now.”
Reaching behind her, she snatched the dry panties and held them in the air between us. Even from a foot away, I could swear I smelled her scent on them. As she twirled her delicate undies in front of me, my cock twitched and swelled. She started to swing them back and forth very slowly as she held them between her thumb and first finger. “You’re getting sleepy…. Sleepy…. Sleepy.” She chanted.
It took a minute, but, I finally got the joke and laughed with her. She broke into one of her hearty laughs and then in one fell swoop, held the panties under my nose and said “Here, you can have these for a while.”
When I reached up to take them out of her hands, she turned over towards her night stand and took something from there. “Roll over,” she said, “there’s something I’ve been dying to do.”
I didn’t argue, or even think about it. Her panties were intoxicating me and I was completely lost in the moment with them, holding them to my nose and inhaling deeply. When I had rolled over onto my stomach, she told me to lift my chest up and when I did, she placed two pillows under me. “Up on your knees now, baby.” She urged. I looked at her with a puzzling look but she ignored me and told me to just lay my head and chest down on the pillows and stick my rump up.
“You go back to what you were doing,” she said, “but don’t even think about touching yourself.” She shoved the panties next to my nose and I settled into the pillows with my head turned to the side in a comfortable position where I could continue to sniff them. I felt her move behind me and position herself between my legs. The next thing I felt made me jump.
She stretched out her hands, one cupping my balls and one stroking my cock from between my legs. “No talking now.” She told me. After a few minutes of very slow and methodical stroking and touching, her touch left me. I heard a ‘snap’, and then shortly after I felt her cool slippery finger again on my bottom. As soon as I felt her there, I got a vision in my mind of how I must look. I was naked, my chest propped up on two pillows with my ass in the air and my mom was between my legs. I cursed and prayed for what I hoped would happen next.
Her hand grasped my cock tightly just before her lubricated finger began to enter me. As her finger went in, my cock flexed and lurched in her hand uncontrollably. “You know you’re at my mercy now, don’t you, sweetheart?” She asked.
When I started to say something, she pulled her finger out of my butt and let go of my cock. “Bad boy,” she said, “Didn’t I say no talking?” I immediately shut up and pulled her panties back to my nose. Again, I felt her grasp my cock tightly and then reinsert her finger into my bottom. As before, my cock lurched. She stroked me a few times and then stopped her ministrations, but still gripped me tightly.
“We’re going to try a little experiment.” She said. “You’re going to lay there and I’m going to massage you back here and see if I can make you cum.” I started to say something again, and as soon as I spoke my first word, she let go of my cock and pulled her finger swiftly out of my butt. All I wanted to do was tell her “Okay”, but she didn’t care — she told me not to talk.
“Baby, you just don’t get it, do you?” She said. “No talking means no talking. I’m in control here, sweetheart. This is your punishment for peeking at your dad and I that night. Just be quiet and take it like a man.” She giggled.
I remember thinking that if this was punishment, I was definitely going to be bad again and again. “You need a little more lube back here, though,” she said to herself, just loud enough for me to hear, “if I’m going to get two fingers in you.”
With that, I felt her put more lube on my bottom and poke her finger into me a few times. Finally, I felt her grasp my cock again and slip her finger into my now super lubed hole. Just as before, my cock jumped as she entered me. A second later, I felt her slip another finger in me and slide both fingers all the way into my ass. At that point, I wanted nothing more than to just let her take me. I relaxed my chest and sunk into the pillows. Moving her panties to my mouth, I began to suck on the gusset of her panties as I had done a few hours earlier, trying to extract the dried juices from the cotton panel.
My butt muscles relaxed and she praised me saying “That’s right, Bobby, just give in and suck mommy’s panties while I rub that magic little spot inside you. I promise you will love this if you just give in to it. Trust me, you won’t believe how nice this is going to feel.”
“Oh gawd, yes!” My mind screamed. She didn’t have to convince me one bit. This was nice, so nice. She had two fingers in my ass and I could feel her gently pushing and rubbing me. I was able to relax my hips and butt more and when I did, her fingers sank into me deeper.
Somewhere along the way, she moved her hand to the tip of my cock and held my cock head in the palm of her hand, squeezing me in a rhythm that matched the pressure she was applying in my ass. As I sucked her panties, she said “Baby, I didn’t tell you this last night because you had your mind set on sniffing and licking those panties, but, they were soaked with your father’s cum when I took them off. I just didn’t have the heart to tell you. I hope you can forgive me for that.”
Her words only heightened my excitement and I sucked her saturated panties with more determination than ever. She had taught me her lesson well about not talking — maybe that’s why she picked this exact moment to tell me about her cum soaked panties, but again, it didn’t matter — nothing mattered — not right now anyway. All I wanted her to do was keep doing what she was doing. It felt that good.
I didn’t realize it, but my cock was leaking precum profusely and I guess it had been for a while. Her hand, cupping the head of my cock, was slipping all over my knob and it felt like she was massaging my cock head and just around the sensitive crown as she continued to rub my prostrate.
Whatever it was that overtook me came on so fast that I didn’t even recognize what it was when it happened. All of a sudden, I felt a huge rush of cum flow out of my cock and into her hand. It seemed to go on a long time and while it poured out of me, she was saying “That’s it baby, just let it go.”
It didn’t feel like a normal orgasm — the kind I was used to. But it was good, just as she said it would be. I felt the cum pumping out of me in a stream as my bottom contracted down on her massaging fingers. It was deep and animalistic and I loved it. “This,” I thought, “is what my dad was feeling that night.”
She must have milked me for a good sixty seconds before I felt the feeling subside and her fingers slide out of my ass. I let out a deep breath and then took another one in. What a feeling it was and I basked in the glow of my release as she took the panties away from my face so I could breathe better.
After I was able to catch my breath, I turned my head to look back as her. She was still sitting behind me, but she was sitting back on her heels licking the fingers of her hand that caught my seepage. I lifted myself up to watch her and that’s when I saw her other hand between her legs rubbing her pussy up and down.
She didn’t stop as I adjusted myself better to watch her. Instead, she put her cum soaked hand down to her crotch and, holding her self open with her right hand, used her left hand, dripping with my cum, to resume her masturbation. She looked right at me and opened her legs more for me to see. The sight of her masturbating was mesmerizing and she stared right at me, never once looking away — meeting my stares eye to eye.
Her pussy was saturated with a mixture of my cum and her juices and the only thing I could think about was getting my face down there closer so I could watch. And without wasting another moment, I turned myself around and laid down so I could see what she was doing. She had other plans, though. Once I was lying down again, she got up on her knees, pushed me over onto my back and straddled my face – bringing her pussy down on my mouth.
I tasted the mixture of her lubrication and my cum as she settled herself above my face. She didn’t smother me, but I think I would describe it more as she hovered her pussy over my face so I was able to lick and nibble her, which I gladly did.
As I licked, I felt her fingers and I knew she was touching her pussy while I ate her. “Oh, yes, baby,” she said, “I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum now.”
She froze as she hovered over me and then she shook, her body convulsing in time with her swaying breasts. It was nothing short of spectacular to have a pussy-eyed view of her as she came. When her climax was over, she slumped forward onto her hands and knees and pulled her leg over me and collapsed on the bed.
“Baby,” she said once she caught her breath, “you’re a fast learner and you’re going to make some girl a very happy woman one day.”
Neither one of us said anything for a few minutes. Once she had regained her composure, she turned to me and said “So, did you enjoy your ‘punishment’?”
I stopped myself from saying what I really wanted to say. Instead, I only nodded my head up and down. “Then, on a scale from one to ten, how would you rate it?” She asked.