She hears soft noises through the cracked-open door; sighs and moans, a low male groan. She’d been hoping to surprise her boyfriend by being early from work… clearly she’s surprising him more than she thought. Pushing open the door, she steps inside to find him half-dressed with his bottoms around his calves. He’s stroking himself with a pocket pussy, a porn video playing on his phone. His eyes are closed. He hasn’t seen her yet.
“Enjoying yourself?” She asks him, smiling.
His hand freezes and his eyes fly open.
He fumbles to pause the video.
“Keep it playing baby,” she orders softly.
His hand falls away from the screen. “Ok babe.”
“Ok Mommy,” she says, a warning note in her voice.
“Ok Mommy,” he says meekly.
“Good boy. You looked so good doing that baby boy. I could tell you were enjoying yourself.”
“I was Mommy.” His pupils darken.
“I bet you’d look better without all those clothes on, though. Why don’t you take them off for me?” She asks him coaxingly, not bothering to keep the lust from her face.
He peeks up at her. And then her own desire is reflected at her by him.He pulls his t-shirt off first, with eager hands made clumsy by his growing need. It’s soon followed by the trousers and his underwear. He leaves them in a tangled pile on the floor.
He turns to face her as soon as he’s finished, greedy for a new task.
“Good boy,” her lips curve as she sees how he lights up under the praise. She drags her eyes over him, slowly, hungrily, not wanting to miss an inch. His hard, thick cock, twitching in the clear toy. She licks her lips unconsciously. She doesn’t know how he’s managed to fit himself in it without cumming. He’s so big…
Her eyes trail up his chest, over his strong shoulders and arms, over his Adam’s apple which bobs as he swallows. His expression is dazed.
She meets his lust-clouded gaze.
“Start stroking little one.”
“Yes Mommy,” he whispers. He obeys her instantly, hand gripping hard, stroking slowly, without removing his eyes from hers.
She pulls her top off. He moans at the sight of her, even half-dressed. He can’t help it. She’s all curves and smooth toned skin, a woman who knows exactly how to use her body. She plays with her tits through her bra, dragging her hands up and down herself, smiling as he whimpers softly. He only grows more desperate as she continues to strip for him. By the time she’s finished, he’s begging her mindlessly to touch him, to not stop, for more.
She joins him on the bed and pulls his face to hers. Her kisses are savage. She nips his lips, plunders his mouth with her tongue. When she pulls away, both their lips are swollen.
“You’re going to make me cum baby boy, and when you do you’re going to clean up that mess with your tongue. I want me to be the only thing you can taste until I’m done with you. OK?”
He nods eagerly. “Would you… would you ride my face Mommy?” He asks in a small voice.
She grins. “Of course honey.”
She straddles him quickly, leaning forward so that she can stroke him at the same time. He licks her slowly, broadly, parting her lips. He hums in appreciation of the wetness pooled between her thighs. She moans and grips him tighter in her hand as he plays with her clit and hole, changing his pressure and speed. She grinds her hips back against him, needing more, so much more of this. Her core tightens.
“Fuck…” she whispers. “More, baby boy,” she demands.
He does as he’s told. Her back arches under his tongue, and she trembles as he pursues her pleasure relentlessly, devouring her without pause.
He starts to suck her clit, tonguing her as he does, and she doesn’t last long before she cums. Her hand loosens on his cock, and she rests her burning face on his body as he licks her through the aftershocks. As she tries to pull away, he grips her hips lightly and continues to lick.
Following orders, she thinks dimly.
When he stops licking and lets go, she moves from his face.
“Good boy,” she tells him hoarsely. She pulls the toy from his cock and, moving onto her back, spreads her legs. “Fuck me until I cum. Stop if you think you might cum, you aren’t allowed to finish yet. Understood?”
He moans again, softly in response.
“Well?” she enquires, arching an eyebrow.
“Yes Mommy. I understand.”
He’s still hesitating uncertainly though. She dips a hand between her legs invitingly, playing with herself. That seems to make him shake off his stupor, and he surges forwards, cock in hand. He enters her slowly at first, short shallow thrusts that stretch her just right, lengthening out into longer, rougher movements that explore her deeper than anyone else has. He lays against her, holding her close as he rocks into her. She digs her nail into his back, dragging them slowly up and down his skin. He fucks her harder. She looks up at his face as he does, and pulls him close. He spits into her mouth which she returns. She presses her hips up and forward into his, moaning wantonly as she uses him to fuck her. God he feels so good, and she tells him so.
“Thank you Mommy,” he says softly, gripping her tighter.
She plays with her clit quickly, roughly. The last orgasm was slow and gradual. She wants this one to be short and hard, hence the fucking. Her back arches again as he presses deeper, harder, faster. Her pussy tightens around him convulsively. She can feel him twitching inside her. He’s so close to painting her insides. So close. She resists the need that triggers in her.
“I’m… Oh god I’m going to cum.” she gasps out.
“Please cum Mommy,” he begs her.
She does, shuddering around his cock, head flung back, eyes closed. When she can regulate her breathing again, she orders him to pull out. She misses his cock as it goes; it leaves her hungry and empty and aching for more, but that can wait for later. She tells him to sit up and then climbs behind him, wrapping her legs around him and pulling him closer. He leans back against her as she grabs the toy and replaces it on his cock. She grabs his hand and places it on him, telling him to stroke. Her hand joins his a second later. She contemplates edging her baby boy again, but, feeling how much he’s throbbing in her hand, relents. She wraps her hand around his hand, guiding his movement.
“I’m going to count you down, and then you can cum, little one.”
“Ok Mommy,” he says in a shaky voice.
She squeezes him tight, strokes faster.
“Ready? 10… 9…” He moans. “5… 4…” she can feel him trembling almost imperceptibly against her. “3… 2… Ready baby? …1.”
He cums, filling the toy with his thick, white cum. It drips out of the toy quickly, having little room to fill that isn’t taken by cock. She scoops some up with a finger and sucks it hungrily, licking her lips to catch every drop. Then she wraps her arms around him and holds him tight.
“You’re such a good boy,” she murmurs into his ear. “Thank you for an amazing time.”
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