Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Mom Does Anything:>Ep21

| uttered a sound somewhere between a moan and a groan.

Mom whimpered at my hungry sound.

What thoughts were running through her head? What did she think | was going to do to her?

My prick pointed straight ahead as | shuffled forward and pressed my knees beneath the small gap of space

under my mother's thighs. | lowered my ass to my heels as Mom settled the weight of her thighs against mine.

My cock, as hard as a steel pipe, hovered above her ass so close that the warmth of her body dampened my

incest-craving dipstick.

Jesus fucking Christ.

| stared at the panty string running through my mother's crack, and in her low-frog-squat, | could see the golden

spokes of her asshole in ultra-high definition. How small did her butthole have to be to remain hidden by that

string? That string widened at her perineum, thicker nylon bracketing silk, but the damp flesh to the right and

left of its center still lay exposed--so fucking sexy. Mom's pussy, with her legs spread and her body stretched

forward as it was, pressed hard against her transparent panties, the lacy flower pattern covering and hiding the

wet gap between her inner lips.

My cock swelled, or seemed to, rising upward and filling with a thickness that madeafraid for my knob. Was

it about to burst? | stretched my left arm forward and took my mother by her hip. She shuddered as | squeezed

her flesh hard, laying claim to what should have been my father's property. I lifted my right hand to my mouth,

the palm facing upward, and | spit into my palm. Half a second later, | had my slippery fingers around my shaft,

and a half-second after that, | was pumping my dick flesh hard enough to make my balls swing back and forth.

| squeezed my cock harder, fucking my fist while jerking my hand up and down my shaft. My balls slapped

against my thighs; the lewdness of the smacking sounds sent tingles through the tip of my dick. | gripped my

mother's hip harder, pressing my fingers into her, and as | rocked my body forward, fucking my fist, my thighs

rocked into her thighs, which pushed her body forward. | had to pull her back against me, creating a pseudo

fucking that soon had her panting. "Huh-huh-huh," Mom uttered as her body moved back and forth.

"Fuck," | gasped and paused my stroking. | looked down, opened my mouth, and dropped smore spit onto

my cock. Scaromed off my shaft and landed on my mother's ass. Moaning, | resumed jerking my dick above

my mother's butt.

The line of her thong gleamed beneath my cock. If only | could take my knob and slide it through her crack. If

only | could spank her small ass. If only | could.... I slid my hand from her hip around her thigh and onto her ass,

palming the tender meat of her backside with my fingers pointing down. Mom, still taking the slapping of my

thighs into hers, pushed back againstwhenever | humped her little body forward. She was working hard to

keep her head from hitting the headboard. My cock hand blurred, my fingers concentrating on my knob as

pleasure shot through my shaft and buzzed around my balls.

"Oh, fuck, Mom," | moaned. "I'm close, Mom. I'm so fucking close."

Mom kept her face buried in her pillow, the slapping of our thighs growing in tempo and pitch. | squeezed her ass

once more before | started sliding my fingers downward. Mom shook her head. Did she know what | had

planned? Precum shot from my cock, landing on her right cheek, and | angled my hand down between her legs,

cupping the crux of her left thigh--that hollow dip right next to her outer labia, my pinky edging her soft meat.

Mom moaned into her pillow, her butt shooting forward. | stood on my knees, still stroking, still holding her

between her legs, refusing to let go, but I was still off to the side of her pussy. | wanted to touch that tender

piece of pie between her legs. | wanted to hold her cunny in my palm and slide my fingers through her pudding-

soft folds, spreading her lips open and touching the stickiness dripping out of her. But | couldn't do that. I could

touch her where | was, outside of her panties, where her damp skin filled my hand, and my pinky lay against the

tenderness of her labia, the heat between her legs sending electric pulses through my body.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," | panted, my orgasm closing in as the tip of my glans tingled with bliss. "I'm gonna come,

Mom. Fuck, I'm gonna con your ass, Mom." | stroked my shaft harder. "Gonna con my mother's ass!" |

tightened my grip around my pole while spreading my fingers and gripping my mother's thigh hard. My pinky

swept outward, over her outer labia, brushing the nylon border of her panties. "Oh, fuck, Mom, I'm gonna come."

Tremors of pleasure shook my thighs, buzzing my groin and weakening my legs. My balls tightened and swelled.

My shaft expanded, and a lightning rod of ecstasy electrified my glans, ringing my corona and traveling down my

shaft into my sack. "I'm coming, Mom. I'm coming on you!"

My balls erupted, spewing a thick river of jizzy goo that swelled my urethra before shooting out of my cock and

landing on my mother's buns. | looked down, aiming my cockhead between her cheeks and dumping load after

load of hot, sticky cream into her crack. My cum splashed against her asshole, blending with her G-string, and |

lowered my knob, spurting cum onto her perineum and flinging the last rope of jizz onto the cotton covering the

softness of her pussy, never slowing my cock stroking.

"Mom, Mom, Mom," | whispered, my voice shaking as much as my body.

Aftershocks of pleasure rolled through my balls and slithered out of my piss slit, causingto tremble. |

squeezed Mom between her legs again, brushing the edge of her panties again and then again, the tip of my

pinky pushing her skin inward as | tried to get under her nylon leg band. Her hand appeared between her legs

from below, and she pushed my hand away with a frantic slap, then she cupped her cunny and protected it from