one hand on his head as he was eating her, and with the other she reached under the cushion for the vibrator, turned it on, and worked it over her nipples.
The guy looked up at the sound.
“The idea of fucking mom turns you on?”
“Yeah,” he said, “a lot.”
“Then be a good boy and get me wet for your cock.”
I watched as Jenn put a hand on the guy’s head and gently pushed him back to her cunt. She looked into the mirror, blissful, and mouthed the words “I love you”. This went on for some time, and then she moved, directed the guy to stand up, and when he did she kissed the front of his shorts.
“It’s your turn now, don’t you think? And take off your shirt, I want to see your body again.”
The guy pulled his shirt over his head, and Jenn put her hands on his shoulders, chest and abs.
“Now show me what a big boy you are.”
The guy pulled down his shorts and his cock sprung out. It was a good size and already hard.
“Wow,” Jenn said, "I guess you do like mommy."
The guy shivered with delight.
“You like that? Want me to suck your cock?”
The guy moaned and shook again.
“Good, because I want to see how much you’ve got in these balls.”
“What?”
“I’m going to make you cum, Matt. Right here,” she pointed at the mirror, “so we can watch it, OK?”
She leant forward and licked the end of his cock with the hard tip of her tongue, then pulled back, looked up, and ran her fingers over the thick shaft.
“One more thing: call me mom when I suck your cock, it’ll be good for you.”
“OK.”
“OK, what?” She said, holding his hard cock in her hands, her mouth a few teasing inches away. I don’t know how he could stand it. I was too scared to touch my own in case it exploded.
“OK, mom.”
She put her head forward and began to kiss the end of his cock, which jumped up as she ran her mouth over it, up and down, her tongue poking in and out, one hand on his balls, the other working the shaft, but never putting the head in her mouth. All the time her eyes stayed locked on the mirror, watching herself, watching me.
“Tell me what you want,” she said
“I want you to suck my cock, mom.”
Jenn put the head of his cock in her mouth and began rolling her tongue around it, turning a little, to give me a better look. I saw her cheek stretch as she played with his balls, and then she winked at me as she flashed her tongue out under his shaft.
“Wait, what if your guy gets back early? Is there some place to hide?”
Jenn popped his cock out of her mouth, looked up and stroked his body.
“Don’t worry, kid, we’ll just hide this.”
She put his cock back in her mouth, grabbed his ass with both hands and pulled him closer, getting as much of his dick in her throat as she could, so his balls swung and hit her chin. She stuck out her tongue and licked them. The guy looked like he was about to cum, but steadied himself by putting both hands on my wife’s head and fucking her soft, wet, mouth.
As I watched my wife suck off some guy she’d met that morning all other things seemed to slip away.
Was this what she wanted?
Was I supposed to watch or go in and make a scene?
Did she want me to join them?
TWELVE
I looked back and it was clear that the guy was getting close now, and Jenn could sense it too – he was about to cum in her mouth.
“No,” she said, pulling back and squeezing his cock. “I want you inside.”
They moved around so that Jenn was laying on the couch and the guy slipped his cock straight, smooth and deep into my wife, Jenn was kissing him, grabbing his ass, holding him tighter. Then she looked over into the mirror and smiled, and I didn’t know if it was for me or at seeing herself being fucked hard by a young guy, the couch rocking back and forth with the thrusts. The guy knew what he was doing, going harder but not faster, gradually building her up, until there was nothing left but to fuck the last strokes into oblivion. I wanted to go
The guy looked up at the sound.
“The idea of fucking mom turns you on?”
“Yeah,” he said, “a lot.”
“Then be a good boy and get me wet for your cock.”
I watched as Jenn put a hand on the guy’s head and gently pushed him back to her cunt. She looked into the mirror, blissful, and mouthed the words “I love you”. This went on for some time, and then she moved, directed the guy to stand up, and when he did she kissed the front of his shorts.
“It’s your turn now, don’t you think? And take off your shirt, I want to see your body again.”
The guy pulled his shirt over his head, and Jenn put her hands on his shoulders, chest and abs.
“Now show me what a big boy you are.”
The guy pulled down his shorts and his cock sprung out. It was a good size and already hard.
“Wow,” Jenn said, "I guess you do like mommy."
The guy shivered with delight.
“You like that? Want me to suck your cock?”
The guy moaned and shook again.
“Good, because I want to see how much you’ve got in these balls.”
“What?”
“I’m going to make you cum, Matt. Right here,” she pointed at the mirror, “so we can watch it, OK?”
She leant forward and licked the end of his cock with the hard tip of her tongue, then pulled back, looked up, and ran her fingers over the thick shaft.
“One more thing: call me mom when I suck your cock, it’ll be good for you.”
“OK.”
“OK, what?” She said, holding his hard cock in her hands, her mouth a few teasing inches away. I don’t know how he could stand it. I was too scared to touch my own in case it exploded.
“OK, mom.”
She put her head forward and began to kiss the end of his cock, which jumped up as she ran her mouth over it, up and down, her tongue poking in and out, one hand on his balls, the other working the shaft, but never putting the head in her mouth. All the time her eyes stayed locked on the mirror, watching herself, watching me.
“Tell me what you want,” she said
“I want you to suck my cock, mom.”
Jenn put the head of his cock in her mouth and began rolling her tongue around it, turning a little, to give me a better look. I saw her cheek stretch as she played with his balls, and then she winked at me as she flashed her tongue out under his shaft.
“Wait, what if your guy gets back early? Is there some place to hide?”
Jenn popped his cock out of her mouth, looked up and stroked his body.
“Don’t worry, kid, we’ll just hide this.”
She put his cock back in her mouth, grabbed his ass with both hands and pulled him closer, getting as much of his dick in her throat as she could, so his balls swung and hit her chin. She stuck out her tongue and licked them. The guy looked like he was about to cum, but steadied himself by putting both hands on my wife’s head and fucking her soft, wet, mouth.
As I watched my wife suck off some guy she’d met that morning all other things seemed to slip away.
Was this what she wanted?
Was I supposed to watch or go in and make a scene?
Did she want me to join them?
TWELVE
I looked back and it was clear that the guy was getting close now, and Jenn could sense it too – he was about to cum in her mouth.
“No,” she said, pulling back and squeezing his cock. “I want you inside.”
They moved around so that Jenn was laying on the couch and the guy slipped his cock straight, smooth and deep into my wife, Jenn was kissing him, grabbing his ass, holding him tighter. Then she looked over into the mirror and smiled, and I didn’t know if it was for me or at seeing herself being fucked hard by a young guy, the couch rocking back and forth with the thrusts. The guy knew what he was doing, going harder but not faster, gradually building her up, until there was nothing left but to fuck the last strokes into oblivion. I wanted to go
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