“Oh, Baby, you’ve been so good drinking Mommy’s milk every day! Look how big and strong you are!” She bent over and grabbed the bedspread and sheets and slowly pulled them down towards her, exposing my boxers and my legs. My hand reached for my dick, and she made a “no-no-no” gesture with her index finger. So I just moved my legs down straight as my dick made a tent in my boxers.
“I bet all that Mommy milk made your little pee-pee grow into a big man dick, didn’t it? Why don’t you take it out and show it to me?” Mom climbed up on the bed on her knees and slid my boxers down my legs. My dick sprang out and was throbbing.
“Oh my goodness! Is that for me?” I risked a glance at the screen where she was holding a flesh colored dildo like it was my dick, the base of it off camera, a POV effect. I looked back down to my real mother, my real Mommy, kneeling beside my legs, as she looked up at me, her face inches from my dick. I could feel her breath on my skin.
“Did you know that Mommies like to suck too?” She looked back at my dick, as lost in the story as I was.
“Do you want Mommy to suck your big man dick? Do you want Mommy to lick it, and roll it around on her tongue?” She opened her mouth wide, now almost touching it.
No more words from the video for now. Just sounds. Slurping and moaning. The same sounds coming from my bed as she took the head of my dick into her mouth. Her left hand pulled it down to align with her throat. Her right hand cupped my balls. She licked the underside and I felt a jolt go through me. She took the head back into her mouth and drew it deeper, deeper inside, swirling her tongue around, working towards the back of her throat.
She began bobbing up and down while stroking and twisting the shaft. On the video, she came up for air long enough to say, “Don’t cum yet, Baby. I’m not ready yet. You don’t get to cum until I say,” but in real life she just kept sucking and pumping, and I was not going to last.
Then she squeezed my balls hard enough to yank me back from the edge. Hard enough to hurt, but not hard enough to ruin my hard-on. At that I grabbed the sides of her head, my fingers in her hair, and started to pump into her mouth. I was done with finesse. I needed to fuck her throat. Her moans in the bed proved she liked it, wanted it, needed it. She kept up with me, drooling but not gagging, lips opening and closing as she was trying to breath and suck.
“Ok, Baby, I want you to cum in my mouth. I know all your cummies are so sweet from drinking my milk. I know that you’ve been saving them up for me. I want to drink your milk too, Baby. Cum for me. Put your big man seeds in my mouth. Shoot them down my throat. I promise to swallow every drop. Mmmmm.”
That was all I needed. I buried my dick in her mouth, her lips slammed into the base, and I shot my load down her throat. After the first two streams, I pulled out enough to make sure she got a mouthful, so she could taste me like I tasted her. She swallowed all she could, but it leaked all over my dick and ball sack. But once I had finished convulsing, and let go of her hair, true to her word she licked up everything that spilled out and swallowed every drop.
The video was over. My mother, Mommy, looked up at me from my crotch, then scooted her legs around and laid on her side, her knees now near my chest. She placed her head on my pelvis, her hair spilling over my wet dick, and she raised her arm over her head and wiped my dick dry with her hair. It was the sexiest thing I had ever seen in my life.
She wrapped her arm around my waist. I put my arm around her legs and placed my hand on her backside, caressing her through her panties. We stayed that way, not saying anything, savoring the moment, while we both caught our breath and caught up with what just happened.
She made the next move. More like an invitation. She gently pressed her butt against my hand. I slid my fingers down her leg and lifted the hem of her panties from her skin, sliding my hand back up to her crotch. I could feel the heat and the wetness as she slid one leg in front of the other to open the way.
“Ughhhhh, ” a grunt more than a moan. She wanted me inside her. She was so wet I just slipped right in with two fingers. She opened more and I gave her three. I fucked her with the three, listening to her moan, feeling her press against me, feeling her cunny opening, feeling her wanting more.
I took my fingers out long enough to get her panties off. I slid them under my pillow while she moaned for me to fill her again.
“Get on your hands and knees, Mommy,” I said, and she straddled me, knees on either side of my chest, tits brushing my stirring dick. I slid my three fingers back inside her cunny and she pushed back into my hand. She was sopping wet. I rotated my hand and slipped my little finger in, and then the tip of my thumb.
“Yesss. Yes,” she whispered it, begging, as I twisted one more time.
She made sounds like she was in labor. So I said, “Push!”
She pushed into my hand, which made a sucking sound as it entered her up to my wrist. I formed my hand into a fist inside her, filling her, and held it as still as I could.
“Push! Push! Now fuck yourself. Fuck yourself, Mommy.”
I flexed my fingers and opened and closed my hand as she went back and forth. My fist was too big to slide back out of her, but it pressed against her pelvic bone and then against her cervix. It filled her completely.
She swung side to side in her frenzy, slapping her tits on my dick, which made her moan all the more. I felt milk leaking all over my belly and crotch.
I started ramming in every time she pushed towards me, and twisting every time she pulled back, never letting her escape.
“Cum for me, Mommy.”
She came on my fist, soaking my arm. Her legs began twitching and jerking and she collapsed on me, trapping my fist even tighter inside her, which brought on another spasm, and another.
When she stopped moving, my fist still inside her, I did not want to take it out. She was laying on top of my dick, hard against her belly. When I finally started moving my fingers, I could tell she was in some pain, so I slipped out of her as best I could, but you would have thought she had just given birth, from how exhausted she was, and how wet we both were.
I licked my fingers and it was honey. Then I just reached back down and held her cunny mound in my hand. She pressed it into me and left it there.
Neither of us wanted this to end. I don’t know what we would have done next, but we heard my sister crying from her room.
“Coming!” Mommy called back, and rolled off of me, gingerly getting up and wrapping her robe around her. As she left the room, she looked back and me, smiled, and put her finger to her lips again, “Shhh”.
I didn’t need to get her panties out from under my pillow to smell her. Everything smelled like her. I thought about taking a shower, but I didn’t want to lose that smell. So I pulled my boxers back up over my mostly flaccid dick, and pulled the covers off the floor and onto the bed. I sat back up in the bed, waiting to see if she would come back. But it was dark outside, and from my sister’s room I heard a lullaby:
“Hush little Baby, don’t say a word. Momma’s gonna buy you a mockingbird.”
And my eyes grew heavy, and I slid down into the sticky covers, and I tucked my arm under my head, and I fell asleep to the smell of my Momma’s juices and the soothing distant song of her voice.
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