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It was about two weeks after mom has discovered I had stolen a pair of panties belong to her. The memory of the punishment I had received was still fresh in my head. The whole experience, the humiliation, the pain, losing my virginity, had really begun sinking in. I hadn’t even jerked off for the last two weeks, afraid of the consequences if she found out. Then I realised the whole experience of what she had done to me was a turn on like I had never imagined. Every moment my mind would recall the episode and I found my self getting hornier and hornier, each day passing made me more frustrated. The thoughts of cumming in her panties out did any concentration I should have had in school. The knowledge that she had taken my virginity, which up to then I presumed would end my masturbation addiction, and for some reason the memory of the pain and how it added to the ultimate pleasure I experienced.
That day in school had turned out to be really difficult, I had hidden in the toilets, jerking off, trying to cum, between classes, but each time ended up frustrated by the class bell. During a mid-morning free class, I was with a group of friends on the bleachers when one of the girls playfully smacked my butt. She hadn’t meant to hit me hard, but the way she struck me had stung. The problem was it didn’t really hurt, but it caused me to get an immediate erection. I spent the rest of the free period trying to hide it.
After school I raced home, the need to cum being so bad, mom and dad wouldn’t be home for at least two hours, they told me at breakfast, they may be even later. I ran up the stairs, the thoughts of her panties, the scent, the softness, the texture, and how they would feel wrapped around my cock as I stroked myself. I flung open the hamper, it had been full that morning before I went to school, virtually ripping off my pants at the same time, but the hamper was empty. I had released my cock from the constraints of my pants, a quick decision and I ran into her bedroom, a clean pair would have to do instead.
The scene in the bedroom was another reminder of our time together, the huge double bed, the headboard, and bedposts where she had tied my arms and legs, the riding crop resting against the wall near her dresser.
I opened her drawer, the colourful selection of lingerie filling the drawer to the brim. On top I spotted the pink lace panties that I had borrowed, the pair she had discovered were missing, and ultimately who had taken them. I thought for a moment, would she notice a second time. Her primary rule was don’t take anything belong to someone else, but her pink panties must have been special. Just below them I found a pair of red silky panties, feeling them against my fingers, how soft and silky they felt, I pulled them from the drawer. I raised them to my nose, trying to imagine what they would smell like if she had been wearing them, recalling the scent of her pussy. I wrapped the panties around my stiff cock, carefully trying to cover the full length and diameter of my shaft, with the tiny pair of panties. I wrapped my fist around the material, using enough strength to ensure I could feel the material rub against me. The sensation was mind blowing, I felt like I would cum in minutes. I paused thinking how I could clean them if I came inside them. Then I realised I wanted to be caught, the punishment was an equal part of the turn on as the sensation of the panties.
As I began stroking my cock, the thought of her catching me, discovering I had been a repeat offender was increasing my excitement. How long could I last, my cock was already throbbing, little dribbles of precum leaking from the tip, beginning to appear as a damp patch in the crotch of her panties.
“What’s going on here”
I turned towards the door, mom was standing there, hands on her hips, that look she gives when she is annoyed on her face, her voice unnervingly low.
“I thought we had agreed the house rules the last time, did you not learn your lesson?”
I couldn’t answer, standing facing her, a full blown erection wrapped inside a pair of her panties sticking out of my pants, with my fist obviously stroking it.
“Take them off” still her voice was low, quiet. I released my cock, the panties fell off, falling to the floor, my stiff erection in plain view. She walked over, bending down she picked the panties off the floor, examining the damp spot on the crotch. “Why must it always be my most expensive lingerie” she folded them and placed them on the dresser.
“Take off your clothes” she ordered, without raising her voice, “You obviously didn’t learn your lesson the last time”.
I did as she demanded, opening my pants and dropping them to the floor, then taking off my tee shirt and shorts, naked. “Now get on the bed” she pointed.
I lay on the bed, as she pulled the Velcro ties from her bedside locker. First she tied one to each of my legs and fixed them to the bedposts, so my legs were spread wide. Then she took one of my wrists and tied that to the headboard. She walked around to the other side of the bed, I offered my second wrist, but she didn’t reach for it. Instead she reached under the hem of her thigh length skirt, pulling it up to the top of her thighs, I watched closely waiting for the sight of her panties to appear. Her slim legs, with barely curved thighs, and the hint of the triangular gap between her legs, but she didn’t pull her skirt all the way up. Slowly she pulled her panties down, from underneath her skirt, her very plain corporate suit. Her black panties slowly fell down her smooth legs, she stepped out of them. She placed her panties over my mouth and nose, I could feel a dampness in the fine lace material, I inhaled deeply filling my nose with her scent. After a few minutes, she removed them from my face and wrapped them around my still stiff cock. Her touch was so lite I could only feel the lace of her panties against my still hard cock.
“Now, jerk your self, wank into my panties, show your mommy what sort of pervert you are.”
I looked up at her, her face looked determined, as if she meant business. Slowly I wrapped my hand around the lace, and began stroking up and down.
“Slowly, you don’t want to make a mess of mommies panties, do you?”
I slowed my strokes, keeping my gaze on her, from the outside dressed as a professional business woman, but just underneath her skirt she was naked. The picture of her naked pussy from a couple of weeks ago still fresh in my mind. My thoughts wishing she would take her clothes off, but also hoping in a strange perverse way, that she would tease me, even punish me. She crossed the room, picking up her riding crop, I could feel my cock swell even bigger as the realisation of what was about to happen to me, if it was possible I was getting even more turned on at the prospect.
She stood at the side of the bed, allowing the crop rest against my arm, the crop rising and falling as I stroked my cock. “Slower” she said, she flicked her wrist and I felt the sting of the crop as it landed on my forearm. I winced, the momentary pain racing towards my hand. I was only stroking my cock about once a minute, she ran the crop over my chest, the small leather end barely touching my skin, feeling like a feather.
I could feel the temperature rising in my cock, instinctively I sped up my strokes, the build up to cumming starting.
Crack.
The crop struck my chest, just below my nipple. I yelped, the sting rushing through my body like an electric shock. “Ouch”
“I said slow”. She went back to gently caressing my torso with the crop, the leather end cooling the spot it had just hit.
After another few minutes she said “Ok stop”. I released my grip on her panties and my cock. “Now remove my panties, slowly, and hand them to me”. As I unfurled the black lace from around my cock, she muttered “Yes, I thought so”, I handed her the panties, she folded them, leaning over me she placed them on my nose, “What can you smell?”
“You mom”
“And taste” she placed the crotch in my open mouth, I sucked them.
“You mom”
Then she turned them around, another quarter of the lace in my mouth, “And now” the taste was different, saltier, tangier. “And now”
“I don’t know” I stuttered.
She took the panties from my mouth, “That’s your precum, I think you need a bit more punishment, for soiling my panties” she lay the panties on the pillow beside me, and stepped away from the bed. At the wardrobe, she unzipped her dress, hanging it carefully in the press, then she took off her bra, fully naked except her high heel shoes. She went back to the end of the bed, releasing one of my legs, then taking my foot and raising it over my head, as far as it would go, she fixed the Velcro tie to the headboard, she did the same with the other foot, so I was virtually bent in half, my legs in the air. She picked the crop back up from the bed, and went back down to the end of the bed.
My legs were parted enough, that my cock stood upright appearing through the top of my thighs. She ran the crop along the length of my thigh, what should have been the back of my leg, but was facing her, slowly up and down each leg, as she passed between each leg, she made sure the leather end rubbed against my cock. On about the third pass, she ran the crop along the veined shaft of my cock. Between my legs I could see my engorged cock throbbing, with my naked mom standing behind it.
Crack.
The crop hit the back of one of my legs, the hot sting arriving with no warning.
Crack, she hit my other leg. The way she had me tied, I couldn’t even flinch. Two more strikes, one on each leg. I could feel tears in my eyes, the pain was so severe, then she moved the crop back to my cock, which was still as hard as it had been, I saw her hand flick, expecting to feel the tip of the crop against my cock, I cried out. But it didn’t touch me, I felt a strong gust of wind, as the crop passed me.
She then placed a hand on my butt, her soft fingers, light touch, a hint of her nails against my skin. She made several circles with her hand, then, slap, the sting different to that from the crop, but equally painful, at least three or four on each cheek, before she moved away.
The more pain she inflicted on me, the more turned on I was getting, I could see a large clear bubble emerging from the tip of my cock, precum I guessed, and plenty of it, lubricating my cock.
She was searching for something in the wardrobe, when she finally emerged, she had what looked like a long thin dildo and a tub of coconut oil. Back at the end of the bed, I felt her hand massaging my sore ass, the oil cooling and softening my raw skin. To feel her touch, how gentle she could be, after the pain she had inflicted on me, was a weird feeling.
Then I felt her finger move between my butt cheeks. Her nail scratched as she pressed it against my ass hole. I could feel my sphincter tense up, but she pushed her finger in, a thick coating of the oil, helping her. “Relax” she said. I did, and I could feel more of her finger enter me. Slowly my butt got used to her finger inside, until she pulled it out.
She then picked up the dildo, rubbing a huge scoop of the oil over the bulbous plastic head, she pressed the toy against my ass. “Relax now, you don’t want this to hurt”
I felt pain as the head of the dildo entered my ass, she could obviously see the fear in my face, “It will pass, just let it happen”. I tried to relax every muscle in my body, then suddenly, it was like a cork popping, the wide end of the dildo passed my sphincter, and all the worry was gone, it was inside me.
She kneeled up above me, her naked petite body appearing above my thighs, she put very little weight on my already aching legs, leaned over me, and guided her breast to my mouth. “Suck it” although her voice was low and calm, there was a demanding tone in it. I opened my mouth and sucked, I felt her nipple brush against my teeth.
Crack.
“I said suck it not bite it, it’s a nipple not a steak” the crop had struck my ass, the sting not as bad as some of the previous ones, but I softened my sucking. In my mouth I could feel her nipple grow, hard, yet homely, maybe it was memories deep inside of when she used to nurse me. I could sense her breath getting heavier, her stomach (I think) rubbing against my erection. Suddenly I felt one of my legs release, the muscle unflexing as the pressure of my binds was released. Then my second leg was freed, slowly I moved them back down on to the soft mattress.
I felt her wrap her legs around mine, her breast still firmly in my mouth, she shifted her weight. Then like a velvet glove, her hot oiled pussy engulfed my cock. She lowered her self down till she bottomed out, then pulled her breast from my mouth.
As she sat up, I could feel her tube surrounding my shaft, she leaned back, hands gripping my thighs, grinding herself against me. I felt her reach behind me, suddenly the dildo started vibrating, a gentle hum, deep in my ass, I could feel her move it around, then the bulbous head pressed between my ass and my cock, the sensation was crazy, nothing like I ever dreamed of before. I was already close to cumming with my mom riding my cock, but the sensation the dildo was causing seemed to bring me to another, higher level.
I felt my orgasm begin, like any other orgasm, but the feelings around my body seemed to be multiplied, I felt like my whole body was throbbing, when I felt my cum rising, it seemed to come from deeper inside me than I ever felt before. My cum was pumping deep into her pussy, her hips grinding hard on my cock. Orgasms often feel like they last longer than they do in reality, but this orgasm seemed never ending, I lost count of how many spasms of cum I pumped into her, but I was still cumming as her second wave of orgasm began to end.
She stayed sitting on my cock, for a few minutes after her orgasm subsided, my cock still felt rigid when she finally lifted herself off. Drops of cum pouring from her pussy, on to my sweating skin. On her knees she moved up my body, her hand rubbing her pussy, until she was kneeling over my head. I had full view of her hard clit as her fingers rubbed it fast, even her pussy looked open, and it seemed to be throbbing. Then she slipped two fingers in to pussy, masturbated for a moment, and as she pulled her fingers out, I could see a large globule of creamy cum at the entrance of her hole. She looked down, looked at my face for the first time during our two fucking sessions, a smile on her face. The globule of cum suddenly fell, like slow motion straight for my face. I turned my head, just as it landed, hitting my eye and my cheek, I could feel my eye sting as the salty substance hit it. The cum started to dry quickly, she climbed off me, her grin changing from nearly evil to a look of want.
Mom bent down, picking her panties off the floor, carefully folding them, so the crotch was in the palm of her hand, then she wiped the huge globule of cum from my cheek, folding her panties to spread the thick cream over the whole crotch. Next she stepped into her panties, pulling them up tight, taking a moment to press the cum filled crotch into her pussy.
“You’d better shower quickly, your dad will be home soon” she released my hand from the headboard. I jumped up, freed, and ran to the shower, the clock beside her bed said 6:25, dad was always home at half past. As I jumped into the shower, I spotted the remains of the sticky cum, that had sealed my eye shut.
Three minutes later, I was pulling my clothes back on, trying to towel my wet hair at the same time. Mom was tidying around her room, only wearing her panties, the stains of creamy cum visible in the lace. As I pulled on my shoes, I heard dad’s key in the door, mom was just pulling her dress over her head and stepping into her heels. Braless and still wearing her soiled panties.
“I will be home from work early tomorrow, and I will continue your lesson in behaviour then, just make sure you don’t delay in school” as we both walked through the bedroom door, the sounds of dad in the hall, she turned and kissed me, a gentle kiss, lasting only a few seconds, but her tongue darting in to my mouth, our first kiss.
Down stairs, I watched as she greeted dad in the kitchen, wrapping her arms around him, kissing him, their tongues clearly darting between their mouths, a kiss they had never performed in front of me before. “Are you hungry?” she asked him
“Not really, why?” he answered
“Well, I thought we could eat later, and maybe go upstairs first” she kissed him deeply before he could answer.
“Errrm” he started, “We are not alone, your son is standing behind you”
“Oh, that’s ok, he’s old enough to understand, I’m sure he wont mind waiting an hour for his food, anyway, I’m horny and I want my man now” with that, she took his hand and lead him out of the kitchen, passing me with a wink and a grin nearly as big as the one on his face.
That day in school had turned out to be really difficult, I had hidden in the toilets, jerking off, trying to cum, between classes, but each time ended up frustrated by the class bell. During a mid-morning free class, I was with a group of friends on the bleachers when one of the girls playfully smacked my butt. She hadn’t meant to hit me hard, but the way she struck me had stung. The problem was it didn’t really hurt, but it caused me to get an immediate erection. I spent the rest of the free period trying to hide it.
After school I raced home, the need to cum being so bad, mom and dad wouldn’t be home for at least two hours, they told me at breakfast, they may be even later. I ran up the stairs, the thoughts of her panties, the scent, the softness, the texture, and how they would feel wrapped around my cock as I stroked myself. I flung open the hamper, it had been full that morning before I went to school, virtually ripping off my pants at the same time, but the hamper was empty. I had released my cock from the constraints of my pants, a quick decision and I ran into her bedroom, a clean pair would have to do instead.
The scene in the bedroom was another reminder of our time together, the huge double bed, the headboard, and bedposts where she had tied my arms and legs, the riding crop resting against the wall near her dresser.
I opened her drawer, the colourful selection of lingerie filling the drawer to the brim. On top I spotted the pink lace panties that I had borrowed, the pair she had discovered were missing, and ultimately who had taken them. I thought for a moment, would she notice a second time. Her primary rule was don’t take anything belong to someone else, but her pink panties must have been special. Just below them I found a pair of red silky panties, feeling them against my fingers, how soft and silky they felt, I pulled them from the drawer. I raised them to my nose, trying to imagine what they would smell like if she had been wearing them, recalling the scent of her pussy. I wrapped the panties around my stiff cock, carefully trying to cover the full length and diameter of my shaft, with the tiny pair of panties. I wrapped my fist around the material, using enough strength to ensure I could feel the material rub against me. The sensation was mind blowing, I felt like I would cum in minutes. I paused thinking how I could clean them if I came inside them. Then I realised I wanted to be caught, the punishment was an equal part of the turn on as the sensation of the panties.
As I began stroking my cock, the thought of her catching me, discovering I had been a repeat offender was increasing my excitement. How long could I last, my cock was already throbbing, little dribbles of precum leaking from the tip, beginning to appear as a damp patch in the crotch of her panties.
“What’s going on here”
I turned towards the door, mom was standing there, hands on her hips, that look she gives when she is annoyed on her face, her voice unnervingly low.
“I thought we had agreed the house rules the last time, did you not learn your lesson?”
I couldn’t answer, standing facing her, a full blown erection wrapped inside a pair of her panties sticking out of my pants, with my fist obviously stroking it.
“Take them off” still her voice was low, quiet. I released my cock, the panties fell off, falling to the floor, my stiff erection in plain view. She walked over, bending down she picked the panties off the floor, examining the damp spot on the crotch. “Why must it always be my most expensive lingerie” she folded them and placed them on the dresser.
“Take off your clothes” she ordered, without raising her voice, “You obviously didn’t learn your lesson the last time”.
I did as she demanded, opening my pants and dropping them to the floor, then taking off my tee shirt and shorts, naked. “Now get on the bed” she pointed.
I lay on the bed, as she pulled the Velcro ties from her bedside locker. First she tied one to each of my legs and fixed them to the bedposts, so my legs were spread wide. Then she took one of my wrists and tied that to the headboard. She walked around to the other side of the bed, I offered my second wrist, but she didn’t reach for it. Instead she reached under the hem of her thigh length skirt, pulling it up to the top of her thighs, I watched closely waiting for the sight of her panties to appear. Her slim legs, with barely curved thighs, and the hint of the triangular gap between her legs, but she didn’t pull her skirt all the way up. Slowly she pulled her panties down, from underneath her skirt, her very plain corporate suit. Her black panties slowly fell down her smooth legs, she stepped out of them. She placed her panties over my mouth and nose, I could feel a dampness in the fine lace material, I inhaled deeply filling my nose with her scent. After a few minutes, she removed them from my face and wrapped them around my still stiff cock. Her touch was so lite I could only feel the lace of her panties against my still hard cock.
“Now, jerk your self, wank into my panties, show your mommy what sort of pervert you are.”
I looked up at her, her face looked determined, as if she meant business. Slowly I wrapped my hand around the lace, and began stroking up and down.
“Slowly, you don’t want to make a mess of mommies panties, do you?”
I slowed my strokes, keeping my gaze on her, from the outside dressed as a professional business woman, but just underneath her skirt she was naked. The picture of her naked pussy from a couple of weeks ago still fresh in my mind. My thoughts wishing she would take her clothes off, but also hoping in a strange perverse way, that she would tease me, even punish me. She crossed the room, picking up her riding crop, I could feel my cock swell even bigger as the realisation of what was about to happen to me, if it was possible I was getting even more turned on at the prospect.
She stood at the side of the bed, allowing the crop rest against my arm, the crop rising and falling as I stroked my cock. “Slower” she said, she flicked her wrist and I felt the sting of the crop as it landed on my forearm. I winced, the momentary pain racing towards my hand. I was only stroking my cock about once a minute, she ran the crop over my chest, the small leather end barely touching my skin, feeling like a feather.
I could feel the temperature rising in my cock, instinctively I sped up my strokes, the build up to cumming starting.
Crack.
The crop struck my chest, just below my nipple. I yelped, the sting rushing through my body like an electric shock. “Ouch”
“I said slow”. She went back to gently caressing my torso with the crop, the leather end cooling the spot it had just hit.
After another few minutes she said “Ok stop”. I released my grip on her panties and my cock. “Now remove my panties, slowly, and hand them to me”. As I unfurled the black lace from around my cock, she muttered “Yes, I thought so”, I handed her the panties, she folded them, leaning over me she placed them on my nose, “What can you smell?”
“You mom”
“And taste” she placed the crotch in my open mouth, I sucked them.
“You mom”
Then she turned them around, another quarter of the lace in my mouth, “And now” the taste was different, saltier, tangier. “And now”
“I don’t know” I stuttered.
She took the panties from my mouth, “That’s your precum, I think you need a bit more punishment, for soiling my panties” she lay the panties on the pillow beside me, and stepped away from the bed. At the wardrobe, she unzipped her dress, hanging it carefully in the press, then she took off her bra, fully naked except her high heel shoes. She went back to the end of the bed, releasing one of my legs, then taking my foot and raising it over my head, as far as it would go, she fixed the Velcro tie to the headboard, she did the same with the other foot, so I was virtually bent in half, my legs in the air. She picked the crop back up from the bed, and went back down to the end of the bed.
My legs were parted enough, that my cock stood upright appearing through the top of my thighs. She ran the crop along the length of my thigh, what should have been the back of my leg, but was facing her, slowly up and down each leg, as she passed between each leg, she made sure the leather end rubbed against my cock. On about the third pass, she ran the crop along the veined shaft of my cock. Between my legs I could see my engorged cock throbbing, with my naked mom standing behind it.
Crack.
The crop hit the back of one of my legs, the hot sting arriving with no warning.
Crack, she hit my other leg. The way she had me tied, I couldn’t even flinch. Two more strikes, one on each leg. I could feel tears in my eyes, the pain was so severe, then she moved the crop back to my cock, which was still as hard as it had been, I saw her hand flick, expecting to feel the tip of the crop against my cock, I cried out. But it didn’t touch me, I felt a strong gust of wind, as the crop passed me.
She then placed a hand on my butt, her soft fingers, light touch, a hint of her nails against my skin. She made several circles with her hand, then, slap, the sting different to that from the crop, but equally painful, at least three or four on each cheek, before she moved away.
The more pain she inflicted on me, the more turned on I was getting, I could see a large clear bubble emerging from the tip of my cock, precum I guessed, and plenty of it, lubricating my cock.
She was searching for something in the wardrobe, when she finally emerged, she had what looked like a long thin dildo and a tub of coconut oil. Back at the end of the bed, I felt her hand massaging my sore ass, the oil cooling and softening my raw skin. To feel her touch, how gentle she could be, after the pain she had inflicted on me, was a weird feeling.
Then I felt her finger move between my butt cheeks. Her nail scratched as she pressed it against my ass hole. I could feel my sphincter tense up, but she pushed her finger in, a thick coating of the oil, helping her. “Relax” she said. I did, and I could feel more of her finger enter me. Slowly my butt got used to her finger inside, until she pulled it out.
She then picked up the dildo, rubbing a huge scoop of the oil over the bulbous plastic head, she pressed the toy against my ass. “Relax now, you don’t want this to hurt”
I felt pain as the head of the dildo entered my ass, she could obviously see the fear in my face, “It will pass, just let it happen”. I tried to relax every muscle in my body, then suddenly, it was like a cork popping, the wide end of the dildo passed my sphincter, and all the worry was gone, it was inside me.
She kneeled up above me, her naked petite body appearing above my thighs, she put very little weight on my already aching legs, leaned over me, and guided her breast to my mouth. “Suck it” although her voice was low and calm, there was a demanding tone in it. I opened my mouth and sucked, I felt her nipple brush against my teeth.
Crack.
“I said suck it not bite it, it’s a nipple not a steak” the crop had struck my ass, the sting not as bad as some of the previous ones, but I softened my sucking. In my mouth I could feel her nipple grow, hard, yet homely, maybe it was memories deep inside of when she used to nurse me. I could sense her breath getting heavier, her stomach (I think) rubbing against my erection. Suddenly I felt one of my legs release, the muscle unflexing as the pressure of my binds was released. Then my second leg was freed, slowly I moved them back down on to the soft mattress.
I felt her wrap her legs around mine, her breast still firmly in my mouth, she shifted her weight. Then like a velvet glove, her hot oiled pussy engulfed my cock. She lowered her self down till she bottomed out, then pulled her breast from my mouth.
As she sat up, I could feel her tube surrounding my shaft, she leaned back, hands gripping my thighs, grinding herself against me. I felt her reach behind me, suddenly the dildo started vibrating, a gentle hum, deep in my ass, I could feel her move it around, then the bulbous head pressed between my ass and my cock, the sensation was crazy, nothing like I ever dreamed of before. I was already close to cumming with my mom riding my cock, but the sensation the dildo was causing seemed to bring me to another, higher level.
I felt my orgasm begin, like any other orgasm, but the feelings around my body seemed to be multiplied, I felt like my whole body was throbbing, when I felt my cum rising, it seemed to come from deeper inside me than I ever felt before. My cum was pumping deep into her pussy, her hips grinding hard on my cock. Orgasms often feel like they last longer than they do in reality, but this orgasm seemed never ending, I lost count of how many spasms of cum I pumped into her, but I was still cumming as her second wave of orgasm began to end.
She stayed sitting on my cock, for a few minutes after her orgasm subsided, my cock still felt rigid when she finally lifted herself off. Drops of cum pouring from her pussy, on to my sweating skin. On her knees she moved up my body, her hand rubbing her pussy, until she was kneeling over my head. I had full view of her hard clit as her fingers rubbed it fast, even her pussy looked open, and it seemed to be throbbing. Then she slipped two fingers in to pussy, masturbated for a moment, and as she pulled her fingers out, I could see a large globule of creamy cum at the entrance of her hole. She looked down, looked at my face for the first time during our two fucking sessions, a smile on her face. The globule of cum suddenly fell, like slow motion straight for my face. I turned my head, just as it landed, hitting my eye and my cheek, I could feel my eye sting as the salty substance hit it. The cum started to dry quickly, she climbed off me, her grin changing from nearly evil to a look of want.
Mom bent down, picking her panties off the floor, carefully folding them, so the crotch was in the palm of her hand, then she wiped the huge globule of cum from my cheek, folding her panties to spread the thick cream over the whole crotch. Next she stepped into her panties, pulling them up tight, taking a moment to press the cum filled crotch into her pussy.
“You’d better shower quickly, your dad will be home soon” she released my hand from the headboard. I jumped up, freed, and ran to the shower, the clock beside her bed said 6:25, dad was always home at half past. As I jumped into the shower, I spotted the remains of the sticky cum, that had sealed my eye shut.
Three minutes later, I was pulling my clothes back on, trying to towel my wet hair at the same time. Mom was tidying around her room, only wearing her panties, the stains of creamy cum visible in the lace. As I pulled on my shoes, I heard dad’s key in the door, mom was just pulling her dress over her head and stepping into her heels. Braless and still wearing her soiled panties.
“I will be home from work early tomorrow, and I will continue your lesson in behaviour then, just make sure you don’t delay in school” as we both walked through the bedroom door, the sounds of dad in the hall, she turned and kissed me, a gentle kiss, lasting only a few seconds, but her tongue darting in to my mouth, our first kiss.
Down stairs, I watched as she greeted dad in the kitchen, wrapping her arms around him, kissing him, their tongues clearly darting between their mouths, a kiss they had never performed in front of me before. “Are you hungry?” she asked him
“Not really, why?” he answered
“Well, I thought we could eat later, and maybe go upstairs first” she kissed him deeply before he could answer.
“Errrm” he started, “We are not alone, your son is standing behind you”
“Oh, that’s ok, he’s old enough to understand, I’m sure he wont mind waiting an hour for his food, anyway, I’m horny and I want my man now” with that, she took his hand and lead him out of the kitchen, passing me with a wink and a grin nearly as big as the one on his face.
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