Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)

He held me tight and with short jabs tickled my cervix with the head of his cock.

“Look at her… just look at her. Tell me you’d do it Mom, be my Slut right now… please…”

Once my brain registered what he said the all familiar tingle ran up and down my spine. It’s been a long time since he wanted me to be his slut. I looked at Kristy’s pussy spread open in front of us and pushed my ass back at my son while the head of his cock begun opening my cervix.

“Ohhh… oh my god!” I whispered feeling the tight, spreading feeling deep inside of me.

“Tell me you’d eat Kristy…” He whispered.

I made short, quick movements with my hips fucking myself on his long meat.

“Yes, I would…” I whispered in resignation ready to cum.

“Tell meeeee…”

He was Cuming and so was I.

“I would… ohhhhhhh… I would eat her pussyyyyyyy… oh my god… I would eat Kristy’s pussyyyyyyy…” I hissed back at him.

With that he forcefully shoved his cock inside of me and held me tight while his cock spilled loads of his juicy cum inside of womb. I couldn’t stand it, I came as well biting my lower lip so I wouldn’t make a sound as we both silently held on riding the waves of our orgasms. Through my orgasmic ecstasy my mind registered how much cum he had, squirt after squirt his cock filled me with his juice until I was afraid it would overflow!

I realized I was on my tippy toes with my legs spread, arms spread high above my head holding on to the door frame impaled on my son’s thick cock as he shot his load inside of me. We stayed joined together that way until he was done and his cock stopped pulsating inside my tingling love canal. Breathing heavily I looked back at him as he silently slid out of me. Instantly I felt his cum drip out of my pussy and run down my legs making me bring my legs together in a futile effort to hold his juices inside of me.

“Oh my god, how much cum did you have?” I asked amazed leaning against the door frame.

I looked at his wet cock and instinctively licked my lips. He did not miss that and smiled knowingly.

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I looked at Kristy alarmed but she was still asleep. Grabbing Tommy’s hand I pulled him towards his room. Once inside I quickly dropped to my knees and took him inside my mouth.

“Hmmmmm….” I moaned like a slut cleaning his softening cock off.

“Ohhhh… I like this… god I don’t know why but I like it…” I moaned lost in my perverse pleasure.

“Good slut,” He cooed.

“Suck your juices, hmmm… just like that… just like you would lick Kristy.”

I froze realizing what I let out during the height of my orgasm. Looking up at him I stood up.

“Tommy I…”

I couldn’t finish what I wanted to say. He quickly pulled me to him kissing me and silencing my words as his hands found my firm ass cheeks. When he finally broke the kiss I was so weak from it, I desperately tried catching my breath let alone talk.

“Mom, let me have that little fantasy of mine please. I know you wouldn’t but please… I just want to imagine you would.”

I looked at him surprised. His handsome face was tense with anticipation and his eyes pleadingly watched my every move. He really wanted this. I shook my head at him and walked out of the room without saying anything, I had to quickly get cleaned up before John became curious of what I was doing.

After cleaning up I made my way downstairs and begun making us breakfast and coffee. John came in from the living room we sat in the kitchen making small talk avoiding what happened last night. At least I was avoiding it still thinking of my daring encounter with my son few minutes ago . John did not ask any questions at first about having someone in our bed; he quietly ate breakfast with me but did not press the issue of me bringing another woman into our bedroom. I suspected he enjoyed last night’s adventure too much and didn’t want to jeopardize anything with wrong questions. I sat across the table from him giving him a look from now and then while he ate. He seemed to be thinking about something.

“Did you really buy Tommy a new camera?” I asked breaking the silence.

“Yeah,” He smiled.

“I did. I like that he’s still interested in photography unlike other things he quit so quickly, this one seems to be sticking with him.”

“That’s exactly what Kristy said,” I murmured.

“Believe me Kate, with this camera he will shoot like a pro.”

Yeah, I’m sure he will.” I could only imagine what kind of pictures he will want to shoot around me.

“When will you give it to him?”

I begun thinking of a gift I could give my son.

“I wanted to give it to him next week at his birthday but he told me about a photo shoot he has with his friends. Apparently they have someone, a model, who would like to be photographed and they want to do it today.”

My heart skipped a beat again, model? What model? What friends?

“So because of that I was thinking I would give it to him this morning so he can use it for his photo shoot. What do you think babe?”

“I suppose one week will not make that much of a difference. Next Sunday we’ll just have some cake.”