Unspoken Pleasure

My balls tingled, knowing that she was about to bust. Her insides dripped cream all over my rod, wetting me between my thighs as her pussy lips swished this way and that, spreading, slipping, and sliding, her pussyhole leaving a glazed trail of taboo nectar across my shaft.

“Fuck, Mark,” Mom huffed, “I’m getting close. I’m getting close to coming on your cock.”

“Mmm,” I moaned as mom took my dick for a ride, her movements and words becoming too much to bear. A tingling started within my glans, shooting through my shaft and buzzing my balls with a staticky field of pleasure. “Me too, Mom. Oh, fuck, me too!”

“Open your mouth, baby,” Mom said. “I’ve got a treat for you.”

I pictured Mom leaning forward and dropping a wad of spit into my mouth, the way those nasty fuckers in Japanese pornos did to the sluts they were fucking–why was I so twisted? But Mom didn’t lean forward, and she didn’t spit. She slid to her left, off the couch and around, her movement so fast that I would have missed it had I blinked. Between one second and the next, she was riding me, then she was off of me, and then she was back on me, pushing her pussy onto my mouth as she took my dick between her lips.

Amazing!

I kissed Mom’s slit as she tongued my corona with wild licks. A shiver tore through me as she moved her head to the side and licked my glistening dick down to my balls while jerking me off with her right hand. She grabbed my balls with her left hand and pulled them toward her mouth, sucking on my sack as she stroked my cock.

I didn’t have much time. The tip of my dick tingled with my impending orgasm. I moaned into Mom’s pussy, reaching between her legs with one hand to thumb her clit while reaching around her thigh with my other hand and sliding my two biggest fingers into her muff.

“Oomph,” Mom grunted at my digits’ thick penetration.

I slid my tongue onto the curve of her pussy, and despite the tight fit, I managed to lick and suck her clit while thumbing her pearl between my tongue-licks. Just as Mom released a high-pitched whimper around my knob, I came, spraying a thick rope of jizz into her mouth. My shaft filled with hot, sticky cum, and I unloaded every ounce of sperm from my balls and into my mother’s mouth.

“Mmm, mmm, umm, mmm,” Mom whimpered around her mouthful of cock. With each whimper, her pussy filled my mouth with the warm cunny-honey that had been building inside of her. Her thighs clamped down on my head, and she laid her body flat against mine, shaking and trembling and leaving my face messy with her cummy juices.

I lay in a daze, staring into my mother’s vertical smile, her lips glistening, and her creased folds making me think of a teepee with a pink line for a door.

“I have to get back to work,” Mom panted, her lips moving against my semi-rigid staff. “This is going to be an exhausting summer for me.”

I smiled.

“Mom?”

“Yeah?”

“I don’t want you to wear panties tonight.” Goosebumps spread across my skin. “In case I need to make you do something while Dad’s here.”

“Maybe we shouldn’t fool around while Dad is here,” Mom whispered. “Last night was dangerous.”

“Unless I make you,” I said. “Unless I take it from you.”

“Oh, boy.” Mom grabbed onto my thighs and pushed herself up. “I got carried away.”

“Dad doesn’t let you get carried away.” I lifted my arms and placed my hands on Mom’s ass, spreading her cheeks and looking at her little butthole. “I’ll let you get carried away.”

“Your dad is a passionate man,” Mom groaned as I pulled her cheeks further apart. “But he’s always passionate. Passionate, romantic… loving, and if he had his way, he’d never give me what I need half of the time.”

“What’s that?” I asked, touching her rosebud with the tip of my forefinger.

“A proper fucking that breaks my pussy,” Mom said, gasping as her butthole sucked at my fingertip. “Are you sure you’re ready for my naughty side, Mark? All of it? Sometimes, I just want to be a slut.”

“Yes,” I said.

“Careful what you wish for,” Mom whispered, then added in her normal voice, “I need to get work.”

Mom stood, turned, planted a kiss on my forehead, and then she headed upstairs, calling back, “Pick up our bathing suits, please.”

“And don’t wear panties tonight,” I called back to her.

“If you’re gonna make me,” she said in a sigh-like tone that was almost too low to hear.

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When tonight came around, I was in my room face-timing with Jenna over my phone. She had her phone set up on a stand, aimed at her naked body as she opened and closed her drawers, looking for something to wear.

“What do you think will drive my father nuts tonight?” Jenna asked. “What’s going to make him look at me and think, ‘This girl needs to get fucked,’?”

“Your oiled body from this afternoon,” I said as I lay on my side in the center of my bed. “That was something.”

“I know, right?” Jenna faced the camera, smiling and shaking her head, her pale nipples and areolas standing out against the gold of her tan. “Maybe your mom was giving us a break. I never thought that she was against you fucking me.”

“Making love to you,” I said, laughing, “is how she would have put it.”

“Well, we can make love after you give me my first real fuck,” Jenna said. “My pussy is aching for your dick.”

“You’re making me hard.”

“Stroke it for me,” Jenna said. “C’mon, that’s not against the rules, is it?”

I laughed.

“Whatever.” She turned back to her drawers, giving a shot of her narrow waist and thick ass, her butt curving outward, not sideward. “What do you think? Should I wear my pink crop top or my white cotton T that you can see my nipples through?” She looked over her shoulder at me. “You’ll get my nipples really hard if you jerk off to me right now. I’ll stick my butt out and spread my legs, and you can pretend your fucking either hole.”

I groaned, then said, “You rarely let me lick your asshole.”

“Because it’s weird, but it does feel sooooo fucking good,” Jenna said, biting her lips. “I like to save that for special occasions.” She made a wet, tsk, sound. “I’m just a little girl. Don’t pressure me to do naughty things!”

We laughed together.