Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Mom Does Anything:>Ep74

It's better to letdo the thinking, my cock said to me. | pictured myself in therapy ten years from now, with

Frasier Crane sitting in the chair opposite me. (I may have binged watched too many old TV shows.) Old? My

mother was in her teens when that show was on the air. Thoughts of TV shows and therapy leftas | sat my

naked ass down on the couch and stroked my dick, thinking about Mom and what Mom was going to say when

she realized that | no longer needed to make her do anything.

| used my spit to grease my cock, and as | stroked the full length of my member, pulling the neck skin over the

head, | promised myself that I'd go and buy slube. Something warm and soothing that gave a person the

tingles. Something | could use on Mom's asshole. Would Mom give it up, even if | made her? That was something

Jenna wasn't going to giveuntil she turned nineteen, so maybe | could make my mother givehers.

Mom's footsteps sounded to my right. They were little pitter-patters on the wooden floor of the hallway and foyer

before she stepped onto the living room's soft carpet. | turned my body to the left and looked at Mom as she

stood behind the couch, still clothed as she said, "I need to get my new toy."

"I'll wait," | said. "And Mom"--| licked my lips--"change into slingerie for me."

Mom's cheeks reddened as her lips widened into a big, teeth-baring grin. "You know, I've bought sfor you."

She nodded her head, speaking in a rush. "I'll go get it." She ran off, jogging upstairs as fast as she had spoken.

Mom had bought slingerie--for me. Online or had she gone out for it? | didn't know, but it wasn't like | was

spending all day with her, just most of it. Given Mom's horny side, | bet she had lingerie for Dad, too, only more

elegant than whatever she planned to wear for me.

Strokeharder, damn it! my cock wailed as an ache ran through my shaft at the sudden, steel-like hardness in

my pole that threatened to snap my rod in two. | gave in to what the big guy wanted. Mom would be downstairs

soon, and | planned to masturbate while she fucked her dildo for me. Right after she came, | was going to drop a

load of jizz on her beautiful face. The thought madegroan as a bead of glistening precum flowed from my tip.

Mom cdownstairs ten minutes after | had told her to change. She tossed her dildo next toon the couch

as she stepped into the living, dressed in midnight black lingerie that pressed into her skin, making her appear

more muscular than she was. She wore a shelf bra that supported her hard-nippled titties from underneath but

left the rest of her breasts bare. Stockings covered her legs to the middle of her thighs, held up by a lacy garter

belt around her waist as silver clips kept the four suspenders connected to her stockings' thick welts. As sexy as

her lingerie was, the real magic lay between my mother's thighs.

She had put on sheer black panties split down the center by twin strings of pearls that outlined her pretty little

pussy lips. They glistened--the pearls and her pinkness, both shiny and bright and as smooth as soft-serve ice

cream. Mom spun for me. | sighed as her mostly naked ass cinto view. The back of her panties was nothing

more than four straps angled across her cheeks that connected to the gusset that cupped the upper half of her

pussy, but left her hole open for fucking. Nothing covered her crack. Mom spread her cheeks for me, showing off

the smooth tightness of her untouched, virgin pucker.

She won't be a virgin back there forever, | thought, my mouth watering and my tongue itching for a lick of her

backdoor.

"Sexy enough?" Mom asked as she completed her turn. "Or should | buy something sluttier for you?"

"It's sexy enough, Mom," | said, stroking my dick for her, "but slutty is always better."

Mom laughed, then she tugged at her lower lip with her teeth before saying in a resigned if | have to tone, "What

are you going to makedo for you now?" Mom pressed her lips together in thought before speaking again.

"Remember, | still have to go back to my office and work."

"Damn," | said. "I keep forgetting that you're a real grown-up."

"Would you rather | was a teenager?"

| shook my head, saying, "No," | said, "I'm happy you're my mother."

"What do you wantto do?" Mom asked, smiling.

"We're going to take spictures." | wiped my cock-stroking hand on my thigh and grabbed my phone. "Then,

you're going to play with your little pussy forand make it come."

"You nasty, naughty bastard," Mom whispered. "I love it when you talk dirty to me."

"I wish | knew that when | was younger. It would have been easier forto talk my way out of trouble."

Mom laughed, then she tilted her head and uttered in a suggestive whisper, "Maybe."

"Get on the coffee table and spread your pink for me."

Mom stepped onto the table, her stocking feet sticking to the glass and her long legs dominating my vision. She

looked down as she ran her fingers along the pearl slit guarding her wet crease, then she pulled the pearl

curtains aside to show off the golden cunny between her thighs.

| snapped a picture, zoomed in, and snapped another, then stepped close for an upward shot. Mom dipped her

fingertips into her folds and pulled them open, and | snapped a picture of her glistening pink butterfly. After

several more pictures, Mom pushed her fingers deeper into her hole, two from each side, and she pulled

outward, groaning as she stretched her pussyhole for me.

"So fucking sexy, Mom," | whispered, getting a close-up of her glistening pink well. "Does that little kitty love her

son's incest-dick?"

"God, Mark," Mom said, her voice rushed and trembling. "That makes my pussy so fucking wet. See?"

"Yeah," | said, taking another picture of her cooze. | moved in close, my nose almost touching the sides of her

dewy walls as | took a deep breath. Heat cascaded down my body as Mom's flowery scent filled my nostrils, her

intoxicants settling in my lungs and driving my precum from my balls. "I can see how wet you are for me. | can

smell how much your pussy wants my cock."

Mom shivered.

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Mom continued posing for me,

turning sideways and sticking out her

butt, then straightening her legs and

bending over, the curve of her ass

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legs, looking over her shoulder at me.

She lowered herself to all fours and

spread her legs in a frog-like squat. |

snapped pictures of her exposed

holes. Her slitted panties, which only

covered the front half of her pussy,

gavefree access to her twat, and

| lowered my hand, pressing the tip of

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"Mmm," Mom sighed as | eased my finger into her slippery opening.

| played around in the soupy mess of cream between my mother's thighs, twisting my finger and corkscrewing

my digit into my mother's cunny. | fed her beaver one knuckle then two, fucking her with shallow thrusts before

slipping my entire digit into her wet hole.

"Uh," Mom moaned.

"You know, Mom," | whispered, lowering my face toward her ass, my breath falling across her skin. "Your

pussyhole is so tight; it makeswonder how tight your asshole is." Mom shivered.

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"That's something--ooh, baby--your father would never do to me." Mom groaned as | wiggled the tip against the

center of her asshole. "You're a nasty boy, Mark. You must--ah, fuck, you're getting in there--take after me."

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of my tongue hard against the

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wet fleshlifto her tiny hole. | didn't

enter her butt, but | did lodge the tip

of my tongue, the very tip, within the

grip of her rubbery anal ring, and the

pressure around my flesh made my

cock bob up and down, flinging

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precum onto my mother's little feet.