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... continued from part 1,....
When my hand reached the back of his head another profound exhale escaped his mouth,...
' Oh god '... he whispered, panting,... licking my calf so hungrily. Tenderly I cradled his head rubbing it softly, ensuring consent. His quick glances at my face are that of disbelief yet ever so grateful. He paused momentarily, his face wet with his own saliva, his breathing hard,... his eyes, glazed.
' It's wonderful Michael '... I whispered, smiling softly.
His blank face offered no response, only the sounds of air and desire were heard. He knew that I was aware my pussy was driving him insane with lust,... forbidden lust. My bent leg was laid out wide against the armrest of the sofa. My other leg, was displayed straight forward, glistening wet from his attention. Like out of a movie I locked eyes onto his and then I looked right at my soaking camel toe below. The kind of subliminal suggestion that triggers a reaction from all who see. Michaels eyes were so focused staring so wildly at my potential offering. His mouth was ajar and his hand now clenched, upon my calf. Almost telepathically I sought approval from him to wander with my fingertips as I began stroking my inner thigh, looking directly at him. My lustful stare softened to a more innocent almost naive expression hoping for a favorable reaction from him. Playfully I began stroking my inner thighs capturing his full attention, now gazing at my protruding labia. My smile widened when I witnessed Michael, lick his lips.
As I lightly caressed myself I wrapped my extended leg around his back so delicately, so warmly. His breathing was accelerating and fast. I gazed deeply into his eyes and pressed by leg further into the cushion, my gymnastics flexibility at work.
' Jesus Mother,.... omg '... he cried out, in a brief moment of frustration. Amazed by his arousal and impatience, my stroking of my thigh, suddenly became more advanced. I really couldn't believe seducing Michael would be this easy, yet it required more courage than I thought I possessed. I was at a milestone moment, my legs were parted, my breasts fully exposed and my obvious camel toe is now,... being closely observed. I looked directly at him and slid my fingertips down my belly, sweeping them across my labia that was poking from under my shorts. I slowly traced my fingers across my labia watching it dance and spring back into position as I winked at Michael flirtatiously.
' Ohhhh godddd '... came from Michael,... as I sat right there, touching myself so freely. He was so mesmerized he wasn't aware my hands were trembling in fear. Beads of sweat began forming on my forehead, my pulse skyrocketing. Every image I've ever captioned was flashing in my mind like a relentless slide show, taunting me onward,... my state of arousal,... unstoppable. My wandering fingers were becoming more assertive as I pulled the fabric to the side, revealing even more of my soaking pussy.
'HHHHhhhhh '... came from Michael,... in one long exhale, as I continued to touch myself,............................................ right in front of him !
A trail of drool escaped from his mouth, not sure he was even aware. I was in a zone of sorts, at another crossroads,... stroking my pussy as I pondered what to try next. All I could hear was my beating heart and his heavy breathing. His once firm grip on my calf was weakening, his focus now clearly distracted. I sat silently, soaking it up, touching myself with Michael at my feet, watching so intensely.
' Do you like what I'm doing Michael? '... I asked, so hesitantly.
He silently nodded his head slowly up and down, almost robotically ' Yes. '
I couldn't stop stroking my labia,... even as I battled the internal voices to cease. I've already violated mothers code a few weeks ago, and I'm driven to push it further... much further. My need to explore this is more powerful than my instilled morals, can prevent. His sense of restraint is fading,... as well as my own. The ambiance is radiating, and so are we. The curtains are closed, the door is locked, we were,... 'home alone.'
Out of the blue, I slid my index finger deep inside my pussy and gave it one full twist. Michael gasped loudly in reaction. I slid that finger from under my shorts and slid it down my thigh, until the trail of wetness faded. I smiled at him so motherly, while encircling my finger tips on that inner thigh.
' Will you lick me right here? ' I asked,... as I continued taunting him in.
' Oh yes,... I will '... he responded, gasping wildly.
I leaned back further into the sofa and pressed my leg even wider against the arm rest of the sofa, the invitation was there. I tilted my head to the side offering a silent form of consent. His face was stone white as he shifted himself closer, between my parted legs. I dragged my index finger as if to guide his approach, I was completely shuddering already. My legs just quivered in excitement. He recognized my nervousness and paused, but only momentarily.
' It's okay babe '... I whispered.
' Lick my thigh '... I added, as my head fell back in anticipation,... of his touch.
Michael never looked so wildly excited in all his life. His hands were trembling, his breathing wild,... his desire,... passionate. When I felt the heat of his breath on my thigh I gulped hard awaiting his touch. Several small kisses were landing and now I was the one,... panting. I opened my eyes long enough to capture the image of my Son, nestled between my open thighs, as his tongue sent waves of arousal throughout my body as it glides along my motherly flesh. His path was becoming closer to my protruding camel toe with each and every pass.I tingled immensely when I recognized the full extension of his tongue, his sense of restraint, fading.
The fireplace crackled as the sounds of pleasure filled the room. My ability to remain silent was fading, my moans now becoming more audible, which fueled him well. I was so pleased he was so receptive of my offerings... so pleased.
Michael was now in a frenzy of sorts, his aggression became more evident. His long hesitant licks were now more assertive and his saliva trails, nearing my soaking wet pussy. With every pass of his tongue I quivered, almost jumping with anticipation of feeling him lick my camel toe. I literally was shifting in position almost to avoid it, but he kept following in my direction. Licking my legs was truly my hidden agenda for the evening but realized, we have graduated early. I leaned over to capture an image of his tongue canvasing my inner thigh and I yelped; ' Oh Michael '.... ' Mommmmm ' ... he returned with, muffled by flesh.
Michael was bathing my inner thighs, his pace increasing. He was very content offering soft moans of appreciation as he continued exploring them. I realized I didn't accurately forecast, how far I was willing to go this evening. I was completely consumed by the act itself, enjoying it's rewards, while Michael explored even more. I gazed at the target area,... as he grew closer. When I leaned forward again he rose up and attached himself to my left breast.... sucking it feverishly.
' Ohhhhh Michael '.... I whispered, as he ravished my hardened nipple.
I cupped the back of his head, my eyes rolling back in lustful pleasure. His mouth was now stretched wide open, his tongue and lips sucking madly on my breast. I dug my fingers into his scalp as he ravished my breast so furiously. He trailed across my cleavage and began coating my right breast with his heated saliva as well.
' Ohhhh Michael '.... I cried out.
My nipples seems to dance in his mouth, in their own celebration. My body quivered, feeling my Son,... explore my weaknesses. I was holding his head to guide him, but instead found myself, just holding on.
His mouth was grasping mounds of my flesh with such suction. My chest was gleaming in saliva and being warmed by his breath. Michael was in heaven,... and so was I. A chorus of moans was heard expressing his gratitude.
Suddenly I felt his erection pressed into my leg, as he leaned further into me. He knew and I knew, it was touching my leg as he sucked my breasts so desperately. He knew it turned me on too, my sighs grew louder.
I pressed his face grinding it between my tits,... my pussy was overflowing with juices. I slid myself lower into the sofa and thrusted my pelvis forward, in one movement. My legs were now wide and my pussy was almost bursting out from the thin fabric, of my shorts below. I pulled Michaels head from between my breasts, and I pushed him off of me completely. For a brief moment he stopped breathing all together, his hands gripping the sofa, the room was silent. I looked directly at him with a more concerned look upon my face. The instant separation startled him, and effected me greatly as well. I waited for him to realize, what I was about to offer.
I looked so deeply into his eyes,... for what seemed like three or four minutes,... his breathing resumed as he stared back so fearfully,... almost terrified. I tilted my head and smiled; ' Ready? '... I whispered to him.
He took a deep breath as his smile returned to his face of anticipation. I purposely looked down at my parted thighs, my pussy so forward,... and I placed my other foot on the seat of the cushion,... as my labia slowly slid from under my shorts,... now fully exposed. Instantly, his jaw gaped open and the sound of one long exhale escaped once again... as he gazed at my pussy.
' Oh god Mother '... he cried out.
' Oh my god '... he added.
I nestled into the sofa almost reaching for a pillow, to conceal my face. My heart was pounding so hard, he had to hear it himself. From my perspective, I could see my thighs parted so wide, my feet on the sofa, my pussy displayed like a treat. Michaels shocked expression faded into one of pure desire, his facial muscles relaxing revealing a young man who has craved this opportunity,... for many sleepless nights. I stared at him absorbing his thoughts as he gazed at my soaking partially exposed, pussy. There was no going back,...
He remained seated in front of me,... his focus, unwavering. He glanced into my eyes several times, then returned his attention to my crotch. A wave of continuous exhales radiated from Michael and furiously so. He turned his head away only to be drawn back by his sense of desire, his shyness fading.
Mentally, I was in a surrender mode.The present pace has already been altered and there is no denying my willingness to please. Michael was mesmerized, his trembling hands placed firmly on the carpeted floor... so focused on my camel toe... I must find the courage to speak the words he so wants to hear... and that time is now.
' Have you ever experienced this before Michael? '... I asked... my voice cracking and weary.
Michael just nodded his head slowly ' No' .... almost robotically as he gazed intently at my protruding vagina.
' Did Emily do this for you? ' ... I asked, so delicately. He nodded his head 'no' once again,... staring intently at my parted legs. The tension was unbearable...
His mother was presenting an opportunity and he was more than willing to participate, his body going limp with exhaustion almost anticipating,... my next command. Emily was a short period girlfriend from a year ago no longer significant, I wasn't surprised by his response.
' Is there anything you'd like to try Michael? '... I asked,... so quietly.
' Oh yes '... he said... as he wiped the sweat from his hands on his trousers. He began to slowly rock back and forth, his patience wearing thin, mine was equally eroding. His look of fascination was so arousing. Every woman is aware of the pot she can stir with her sexuality,... but testing ones Son, is beyond words.
My heart was racing, my breasts are wet with his saliva, my nipples stiff and Michael is silently begging for permission to explore even more.
' No one knows '... I whispered firmly... looking directly at him.
' No one knows,...no one knows ' ... he quickly confirmed.
' If there is anything you'd like to try,... here I am ' ...I whispered, so nervously so.
Michael gulped really hard and darted his eyes away but nervously, remained in position.
' Can I,........' Do what you like' ... I said, talking over him intentionally.
Michael braced himself against the sofa quivering in reaction. I nestled myself once again and spread my legs, so willingly, in front of my Son.
' Please Mother '... he cried out, growing instantly restless. I silently nodded my head for him to sit even closer. I reached for his hand and assisted him, between my legs.
' Oh my god '... Michael whispered.
Michael was now just inches from my soaking camel toe. The view itself sent me over the edge. There was no going back,... no way. Michaels expression was priceless, his eagerness, his nervousness, all venting madly.
' Explore '... I whispered, my focus elsewhere allowing him an opportunity unsupervised, my body trembling in fear and arousal.
' Do it Michael '... I whispered,... gazing into his eyes.
' I won't tell a soul ' ...I added... with a sexy tone.
I nearly jumped off the sofa when I felt Michaels mouth land on my pussy! It wasn't a soft lick as expected but an open mouth engulfment of my entire pussy.
' Oh Michael ! '.... I cried out.
' Oh darlin '... I cried out even louder.
He waited until I rested back in place, my legs falling wide once again. He dropped back down and planted his face directly back on my pussy. His face already,... glistening.
' Like that? '... I asked as I cradled his head in my hand.
' I want more,... I want more ' ... he yelped.
I pulled softly on his head watching him comply without hesitation. When I saw Michael open his mouth wide I instantly cried out; ' Do it Michael '...
Michael gave my inner thighs a furious bathing then buried his face into my soaking camel toe.
' Oh Jesus '... I cried out, my body still resisting, my legs clamping shut around his head. Michael refused to withdraw but instead began sucking on my pussy, as he held and parted my thighs wide.
' Oh my God !'... I whispered, holding his head so tightly in my hands now.
' Michael !' ... I whispered.
Michaels moans were so loud my comments fell upon deaf ears. I was no longer in control of the tempo as Michael refused to restrain himself any longer. He placed his hands firmly on my thighs and pulled them wide with aggression. My head flew back once more when I felt his face engulfing my soaking pussy. His tongue was lapping away at my labia while it danced in joy. I wept in arousal as I felt his tongue attempt to dig past the cotton fabric to explore his Mother even further. The crotch of my shorts were carving themselves into my crevice. I could actually hear Michael savoring my juices....
I knew my efforts to control the pace were now fruitless. My subtle actions to reduce his aggression were also ignored. My last opportunity to retreat was fading and fast. I have taunted Michael for years, all I can do,... is to endure his appetite. I slammed my thighs together hard as I felt him dig his tongue beyond my shorts, digging itself into my pussy. He clenched my thighs, holding them against his face with joy.
' Ohhhh yesssss !!! '... Michael cried out.
He pushed my thighs wide feasting on my pussy, my own strength to control him,... gone. When the shock
of the act itself subsided my desire to cease, evaporated. Minute by minute I began to accept the attention I so longed for, my legs now conforming, resting wide. Michaels face was twisting from side to side sucking up whatever juices he could find. His grasp on my ankles now firmly holding me in place. His breathing began to regulate as he tasted his Mothers pussy,... for the first time.
' Yessss Michael '.... I whispered, in a committed tone.
' That's it baby ' ... I added... caressing his head softly.
' Oh my God,... oh my god '... kept coming from Michael, as he raised his head several times to catch his breath. Michael was tasting his Mothers pussy,... and loving it !
' Eat your Mother '... I whispered, intending to raise his level of arousal,... and boy did it ever. Michael seemed to shift gears and fast. He suddenly reached up and tried to pull my shorts off my body. I gripped his hands to stop him,... guiding him back downwards. He fought to jam his tongue past my shorts,... so eager to relish my pussy. I clamped my thighs together entrapping his head between them,... and I instantly came.
'Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh' ... I cried out.
' I'm coming '... I shouted.
Michael increased his tempo sucking and swallowing my juices as they flowed from either sides of my soaking shorts. My legs were closing only to be held wide by Michaels refusal to cease. He pulled hard on my shorts to the side and my pussy was suddenly,... free. Michael stared at me intently, then buried his face in my pussy. my legs fell apart. Michael was now eating his mother...
I cried out profoundly when I felt him open his mouth and engulf my pussy, sucking on it with such aggression. I spread as wide as I could, my pelvic thrust forward,... was sensational. I was so fixated on watching him fulfill his enormous desire for sex, yet intrigued by his willingness to step over boundaries so willingly. Just observing him ravish my pussy was fucking amazing. His need for sex was clearly more important than the morals we all guard and respect. I too was guilty of the same offense, unable to embrace those morals myself. I completely surrendered myself, and he knew it too. Once he knew I wouldn't retreat, he rested my thighs over his shoulders, gripping my thighs tight. My head was spinning in arousal.
Up to this point I was just cooperating but his flowering talents were affecting my participation. Michaels tongue was thrashing away on my clitoris, my body shuddering wildly in response. I did my best to remain complacent but shortly there after,... began grinding my hips, ever so slowly. He suddenly peaked and began attempting to remove my shorts once again. I pushed his hands away and clamped my thighs together in an effort to stop him. He made another attempt,... just minutes later.
' Not yet Michael '... I whispered, his attempts to remove them,... ceased.
I began running my fingers thru his hair indicating total permission, for him to continue. My mind purred listening to Michaels constant moans of satisfaction, as he lapped away on my hairless pussy. He rose several times presenting his glazed dripping face as I trembled in reaction to his glory.
' Thank you so much Mother '... he cried out,... hugging me over and over.
I threw my arms around him and held him close, kissing his cheek as he nestled into my embrace.
' All for you Michael,... all for you '... I repeated softly.
Michael and I spent hours that evening indulging in something so long over due, yet SO forbidden. I no longer questioned his commitment and found his willingness to take it a step further,... sensational. I absorbed Michaels enthusiasm while he explored another opportunity. I simply adored the way he thoroughly investigated my legs as he licked away capturing the scent of them, as well. Michael eagerly explored my body as I melted under his youthful curiosity. Clutching his hair as he coated my inner thighs with yet another layer of saliva, was too much to bare. The inner voices that once supported retreat are now silenced and more cooperative. My ability to remain submissive is also fading, my pelvic thrusts now becoming more obvious. Michael was chewing away at the crotch of my shorts,... my resistance,... gone.
Michael took advantage of every second fulfilling whatever oral fixation he had, that involved his mother. He seemed captivated by my youthful flexibility during his brief moments of rest, still holding my ankles in awe. His glazed eyes surveyed every inch of my exposed nakedness, with an expression of delight.
A rush of arousal swept through my body when I realized I was now certainly a member, of a secret society.
Weighing the risks and rewards has now been resolved... my decision, embraced. I also under estimated the the level of erotica,... it was off the charts. I was basking in the taboo nature of it all yet ensuring, the curtains were still closed. I have never felt so desired,... by such an enthusiastic participant. Volunteering to provide has enveloped into something so wonderful,... yet addictive as well. My thighs are weakening, yet I refuse to disengage,... his appetite, strong. My fingers are now well entrenched into his scalp as he devours his Mothers pussy. The number of orgasms was unknown,... my pussy still aching,... still wanting something more.
Michaels whispering pleas were eroding whatever resistance, I still possessed.
By three in the morning,... my will to resist his advances, have diminished. My soaking shorts that once restricted access now lay on the armrest of the sofa,... dripping onto the floor. Stronger than I, Michael is now holding my legs, grasping them for support. My knees are pressed far beyond my shoulders and my pussy,... is being completely ravished. My astonished cries of pleasure are being drowned by his intense appetite, for his Mothers pussy. Torrents of juices are filling Michaels mouth,... he is eating his Mother, like a peeled orange,... sucking my pussy dry.
My thoughts flashed in the past of the fun activities we enjoyed together when home alone, now replaced by a more taboo interaction. I am truly a vested member of the naughty mothers that secretly exist, having crossed that parental line.
This house is now among a few,... that hold a secret too forbidden to share, and too erotic to cease.
The leaves on the trees still blow in the wind,... the flowers still bloom along the sidewalk,... but when the curtains are drawn at the Carsons residence,... only you are aware,... of whats occurring inside.
Like a scene out of a movie,... as the camera fades out of the room, only the sounds of forbidden pleasure remain,........ ' That's it Michael... taste your Mother ' ......../ CarrieAnn
When my hand reached the back of his head another profound exhale escaped his mouth,...
' Oh god '... he whispered, panting,... licking my calf so hungrily. Tenderly I cradled his head rubbing it softly, ensuring consent. His quick glances at my face are that of disbelief yet ever so grateful. He paused momentarily, his face wet with his own saliva, his breathing hard,... his eyes, glazed.
' It's wonderful Michael '... I whispered, smiling softly.
His blank face offered no response, only the sounds of air and desire were heard. He knew that I was aware my pussy was driving him insane with lust,... forbidden lust. My bent leg was laid out wide against the armrest of the sofa. My other leg, was displayed straight forward, glistening wet from his attention. Like out of a movie I locked eyes onto his and then I looked right at my soaking camel toe below. The kind of subliminal suggestion that triggers a reaction from all who see. Michaels eyes were so focused staring so wildly at my potential offering. His mouth was ajar and his hand now clenched, upon my calf. Almost telepathically I sought approval from him to wander with my fingertips as I began stroking my inner thigh, looking directly at him. My lustful stare softened to a more innocent almost naive expression hoping for a favorable reaction from him. Playfully I began stroking my inner thighs capturing his full attention, now gazing at my protruding labia. My smile widened when I witnessed Michael, lick his lips.
As I lightly caressed myself I wrapped my extended leg around his back so delicately, so warmly. His breathing was accelerating and fast. I gazed deeply into his eyes and pressed by leg further into the cushion, my gymnastics flexibility at work.
' Jesus Mother,.... omg '... he cried out, in a brief moment of frustration. Amazed by his arousal and impatience, my stroking of my thigh, suddenly became more advanced. I really couldn't believe seducing Michael would be this easy, yet it required more courage than I thought I possessed. I was at a milestone moment, my legs were parted, my breasts fully exposed and my obvious camel toe is now,... being closely observed. I looked directly at him and slid my fingertips down my belly, sweeping them across my labia that was poking from under my shorts. I slowly traced my fingers across my labia watching it dance and spring back into position as I winked at Michael flirtatiously.
' Ohhhh godddd '... came from Michael,... as I sat right there, touching myself so freely. He was so mesmerized he wasn't aware my hands were trembling in fear. Beads of sweat began forming on my forehead, my pulse skyrocketing. Every image I've ever captioned was flashing in my mind like a relentless slide show, taunting me onward,... my state of arousal,... unstoppable. My wandering fingers were becoming more assertive as I pulled the fabric to the side, revealing even more of my soaking pussy.
'HHHHhhhhh '... came from Michael,... in one long exhale, as I continued to touch myself,............................................ right in front of him !
A trail of drool escaped from his mouth, not sure he was even aware. I was in a zone of sorts, at another crossroads,... stroking my pussy as I pondered what to try next. All I could hear was my beating heart and his heavy breathing. His once firm grip on my calf was weakening, his focus now clearly distracted. I sat silently, soaking it up, touching myself with Michael at my feet, watching so intensely.
' Do you like what I'm doing Michael? '... I asked, so hesitantly.
He silently nodded his head slowly up and down, almost robotically ' Yes. '
I couldn't stop stroking my labia,... even as I battled the internal voices to cease. I've already violated mothers code a few weeks ago, and I'm driven to push it further... much further. My need to explore this is more powerful than my instilled morals, can prevent. His sense of restraint is fading,... as well as my own. The ambiance is radiating, and so are we. The curtains are closed, the door is locked, we were,... 'home alone.'
Out of the blue, I slid my index finger deep inside my pussy and gave it one full twist. Michael gasped loudly in reaction. I slid that finger from under my shorts and slid it down my thigh, until the trail of wetness faded. I smiled at him so motherly, while encircling my finger tips on that inner thigh.
' Will you lick me right here? ' I asked,... as I continued taunting him in.
' Oh yes,... I will '... he responded, gasping wildly.
I leaned back further into the sofa and pressed my leg even wider against the arm rest of the sofa, the invitation was there. I tilted my head to the side offering a silent form of consent. His face was stone white as he shifted himself closer, between my parted legs. I dragged my index finger as if to guide his approach, I was completely shuddering already. My legs just quivered in excitement. He recognized my nervousness and paused, but only momentarily.
' It's okay babe '... I whispered.
' Lick my thigh '... I added, as my head fell back in anticipation,... of his touch.
Michael never looked so wildly excited in all his life. His hands were trembling, his breathing wild,... his desire,... passionate. When I felt the heat of his breath on my thigh I gulped hard awaiting his touch. Several small kisses were landing and now I was the one,... panting. I opened my eyes long enough to capture the image of my Son, nestled between my open thighs, as his tongue sent waves of arousal throughout my body as it glides along my motherly flesh. His path was becoming closer to my protruding camel toe with each and every pass.I tingled immensely when I recognized the full extension of his tongue, his sense of restraint, fading.
The fireplace crackled as the sounds of pleasure filled the room. My ability to remain silent was fading, my moans now becoming more audible, which fueled him well. I was so pleased he was so receptive of my offerings... so pleased.
Michael was now in a frenzy of sorts, his aggression became more evident. His long hesitant licks were now more assertive and his saliva trails, nearing my soaking wet pussy. With every pass of his tongue I quivered, almost jumping with anticipation of feeling him lick my camel toe. I literally was shifting in position almost to avoid it, but he kept following in my direction. Licking my legs was truly my hidden agenda for the evening but realized, we have graduated early. I leaned over to capture an image of his tongue canvasing my inner thigh and I yelped; ' Oh Michael '.... ' Mommmmm ' ... he returned with, muffled by flesh.
Michael was bathing my inner thighs, his pace increasing. He was very content offering soft moans of appreciation as he continued exploring them. I realized I didn't accurately forecast, how far I was willing to go this evening. I was completely consumed by the act itself, enjoying it's rewards, while Michael explored even more. I gazed at the target area,... as he grew closer. When I leaned forward again he rose up and attached himself to my left breast.... sucking it feverishly.
' Ohhhhh Michael '.... I whispered, as he ravished my hardened nipple.
I cupped the back of his head, my eyes rolling back in lustful pleasure. His mouth was now stretched wide open, his tongue and lips sucking madly on my breast. I dug my fingers into his scalp as he ravished my breast so furiously. He trailed across my cleavage and began coating my right breast with his heated saliva as well.
' Ohhhh Michael '.... I cried out.
My nipples seems to dance in his mouth, in their own celebration. My body quivered, feeling my Son,... explore my weaknesses. I was holding his head to guide him, but instead found myself, just holding on.
His mouth was grasping mounds of my flesh with such suction. My chest was gleaming in saliva and being warmed by his breath. Michael was in heaven,... and so was I. A chorus of moans was heard expressing his gratitude.
Suddenly I felt his erection pressed into my leg, as he leaned further into me. He knew and I knew, it was touching my leg as he sucked my breasts so desperately. He knew it turned me on too, my sighs grew louder.
I pressed his face grinding it between my tits,... my pussy was overflowing with juices. I slid myself lower into the sofa and thrusted my pelvis forward, in one movement. My legs were now wide and my pussy was almost bursting out from the thin fabric, of my shorts below. I pulled Michaels head from between my breasts, and I pushed him off of me completely. For a brief moment he stopped breathing all together, his hands gripping the sofa, the room was silent. I looked directly at him with a more concerned look upon my face. The instant separation startled him, and effected me greatly as well. I waited for him to realize, what I was about to offer.
I looked so deeply into his eyes,... for what seemed like three or four minutes,... his breathing resumed as he stared back so fearfully,... almost terrified. I tilted my head and smiled; ' Ready? '... I whispered to him.
He took a deep breath as his smile returned to his face of anticipation. I purposely looked down at my parted thighs, my pussy so forward,... and I placed my other foot on the seat of the cushion,... as my labia slowly slid from under my shorts,... now fully exposed. Instantly, his jaw gaped open and the sound of one long exhale escaped once again... as he gazed at my pussy.
' Oh god Mother '... he cried out.
' Oh my god '... he added.
I nestled into the sofa almost reaching for a pillow, to conceal my face. My heart was pounding so hard, he had to hear it himself. From my perspective, I could see my thighs parted so wide, my feet on the sofa, my pussy displayed like a treat. Michaels shocked expression faded into one of pure desire, his facial muscles relaxing revealing a young man who has craved this opportunity,... for many sleepless nights. I stared at him absorbing his thoughts as he gazed at my soaking partially exposed, pussy. There was no going back,...
He remained seated in front of me,... his focus, unwavering. He glanced into my eyes several times, then returned his attention to my crotch. A wave of continuous exhales radiated from Michael and furiously so. He turned his head away only to be drawn back by his sense of desire, his shyness fading.
Mentally, I was in a surrender mode.The present pace has already been altered and there is no denying my willingness to please. Michael was mesmerized, his trembling hands placed firmly on the carpeted floor... so focused on my camel toe... I must find the courage to speak the words he so wants to hear... and that time is now.
' Have you ever experienced this before Michael? '... I asked... my voice cracking and weary.
Michael just nodded his head slowly ' No' .... almost robotically as he gazed intently at my protruding vagina.
' Did Emily do this for you? ' ... I asked, so delicately. He nodded his head 'no' once again,... staring intently at my parted legs. The tension was unbearable...
His mother was presenting an opportunity and he was more than willing to participate, his body going limp with exhaustion almost anticipating,... my next command. Emily was a short period girlfriend from a year ago no longer significant, I wasn't surprised by his response.
' Is there anything you'd like to try Michael? '... I asked,... so quietly.
' Oh yes '... he said... as he wiped the sweat from his hands on his trousers. He began to slowly rock back and forth, his patience wearing thin, mine was equally eroding. His look of fascination was so arousing. Every woman is aware of the pot she can stir with her sexuality,... but testing ones Son, is beyond words.
My heart was racing, my breasts are wet with his saliva, my nipples stiff and Michael is silently begging for permission to explore even more.
' No one knows '... I whispered firmly... looking directly at him.
' No one knows,...no one knows ' ... he quickly confirmed.
' If there is anything you'd like to try,... here I am ' ...I whispered, so nervously so.
Michael gulped really hard and darted his eyes away but nervously, remained in position.
' Can I,........' Do what you like' ... I said, talking over him intentionally.
Michael braced himself against the sofa quivering in reaction. I nestled myself once again and spread my legs, so willingly, in front of my Son.
' Please Mother '... he cried out, growing instantly restless. I silently nodded my head for him to sit even closer. I reached for his hand and assisted him, between my legs.
' Oh my god '... Michael whispered.
Michael was now just inches from my soaking camel toe. The view itself sent me over the edge. There was no going back,... no way. Michaels expression was priceless, his eagerness, his nervousness, all venting madly.
' Explore '... I whispered, my focus elsewhere allowing him an opportunity unsupervised, my body trembling in fear and arousal.
' Do it Michael '... I whispered,... gazing into his eyes.
' I won't tell a soul ' ...I added... with a sexy tone.
I nearly jumped off the sofa when I felt Michaels mouth land on my pussy! It wasn't a soft lick as expected but an open mouth engulfment of my entire pussy.
' Oh Michael ! '.... I cried out.
' Oh darlin '... I cried out even louder.
He waited until I rested back in place, my legs falling wide once again. He dropped back down and planted his face directly back on my pussy. His face already,... glistening.
' Like that? '... I asked as I cradled his head in my hand.
' I want more,... I want more ' ... he yelped.
I pulled softly on his head watching him comply without hesitation. When I saw Michael open his mouth wide I instantly cried out; ' Do it Michael '...
Michael gave my inner thighs a furious bathing then buried his face into my soaking camel toe.
' Oh Jesus '... I cried out, my body still resisting, my legs clamping shut around his head. Michael refused to withdraw but instead began sucking on my pussy, as he held and parted my thighs wide.
' Oh my God !'... I whispered, holding his head so tightly in my hands now.
' Michael !' ... I whispered.
Michaels moans were so loud my comments fell upon deaf ears. I was no longer in control of the tempo as Michael refused to restrain himself any longer. He placed his hands firmly on my thighs and pulled them wide with aggression. My head flew back once more when I felt his face engulfing my soaking pussy. His tongue was lapping away at my labia while it danced in joy. I wept in arousal as I felt his tongue attempt to dig past the cotton fabric to explore his Mother even further. The crotch of my shorts were carving themselves into my crevice. I could actually hear Michael savoring my juices....
I knew my efforts to control the pace were now fruitless. My subtle actions to reduce his aggression were also ignored. My last opportunity to retreat was fading and fast. I have taunted Michael for years, all I can do,... is to endure his appetite. I slammed my thighs together hard as I felt him dig his tongue beyond my shorts, digging itself into my pussy. He clenched my thighs, holding them against his face with joy.
' Ohhhh yesssss !!! '... Michael cried out.
He pushed my thighs wide feasting on my pussy, my own strength to control him,... gone. When the shock
of the act itself subsided my desire to cease, evaporated. Minute by minute I began to accept the attention I so longed for, my legs now conforming, resting wide. Michaels face was twisting from side to side sucking up whatever juices he could find. His grasp on my ankles now firmly holding me in place. His breathing began to regulate as he tasted his Mothers pussy,... for the first time.
' Yessss Michael '.... I whispered, in a committed tone.
' That's it baby ' ... I added... caressing his head softly.
' Oh my God,... oh my god '... kept coming from Michael, as he raised his head several times to catch his breath. Michael was tasting his Mothers pussy,... and loving it !
' Eat your Mother '... I whispered, intending to raise his level of arousal,... and boy did it ever. Michael seemed to shift gears and fast. He suddenly reached up and tried to pull my shorts off my body. I gripped his hands to stop him,... guiding him back downwards. He fought to jam his tongue past my shorts,... so eager to relish my pussy. I clamped my thighs together entrapping his head between them,... and I instantly came.
'Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh' ... I cried out.
' I'm coming '... I shouted.
Michael increased his tempo sucking and swallowing my juices as they flowed from either sides of my soaking shorts. My legs were closing only to be held wide by Michaels refusal to cease. He pulled hard on my shorts to the side and my pussy was suddenly,... free. Michael stared at me intently, then buried his face in my pussy. my legs fell apart. Michael was now eating his mother...
I cried out profoundly when I felt him open his mouth and engulf my pussy, sucking on it with such aggression. I spread as wide as I could, my pelvic thrust forward,... was sensational. I was so fixated on watching him fulfill his enormous desire for sex, yet intrigued by his willingness to step over boundaries so willingly. Just observing him ravish my pussy was fucking amazing. His need for sex was clearly more important than the morals we all guard and respect. I too was guilty of the same offense, unable to embrace those morals myself. I completely surrendered myself, and he knew it too. Once he knew I wouldn't retreat, he rested my thighs over his shoulders, gripping my thighs tight. My head was spinning in arousal.
Up to this point I was just cooperating but his flowering talents were affecting my participation. Michaels tongue was thrashing away on my clitoris, my body shuddering wildly in response. I did my best to remain complacent but shortly there after,... began grinding my hips, ever so slowly. He suddenly peaked and began attempting to remove my shorts once again. I pushed his hands away and clamped my thighs together in an effort to stop him. He made another attempt,... just minutes later.
' Not yet Michael '... I whispered, his attempts to remove them,... ceased.
I began running my fingers thru his hair indicating total permission, for him to continue. My mind purred listening to Michaels constant moans of satisfaction, as he lapped away on my hairless pussy. He rose several times presenting his glazed dripping face as I trembled in reaction to his glory.
' Thank you so much Mother '... he cried out,... hugging me over and over.
I threw my arms around him and held him close, kissing his cheek as he nestled into my embrace.
' All for you Michael,... all for you '... I repeated softly.
Michael and I spent hours that evening indulging in something so long over due, yet SO forbidden. I no longer questioned his commitment and found his willingness to take it a step further,... sensational. I absorbed Michaels enthusiasm while he explored another opportunity. I simply adored the way he thoroughly investigated my legs as he licked away capturing the scent of them, as well. Michael eagerly explored my body as I melted under his youthful curiosity. Clutching his hair as he coated my inner thighs with yet another layer of saliva, was too much to bare. The inner voices that once supported retreat are now silenced and more cooperative. My ability to remain submissive is also fading, my pelvic thrusts now becoming more obvious. Michael was chewing away at the crotch of my shorts,... my resistance,... gone.
Michael took advantage of every second fulfilling whatever oral fixation he had, that involved his mother. He seemed captivated by my youthful flexibility during his brief moments of rest, still holding my ankles in awe. His glazed eyes surveyed every inch of my exposed nakedness, with an expression of delight.
A rush of arousal swept through my body when I realized I was now certainly a member, of a secret society.
Weighing the risks and rewards has now been resolved... my decision, embraced. I also under estimated the the level of erotica,... it was off the charts. I was basking in the taboo nature of it all yet ensuring, the curtains were still closed. I have never felt so desired,... by such an enthusiastic participant. Volunteering to provide has enveloped into something so wonderful,... yet addictive as well. My thighs are weakening, yet I refuse to disengage,... his appetite, strong. My fingers are now well entrenched into his scalp as he devours his Mothers pussy. The number of orgasms was unknown,... my pussy still aching,... still wanting something more.
Michaels whispering pleas were eroding whatever resistance, I still possessed.
By three in the morning,... my will to resist his advances, have diminished. My soaking shorts that once restricted access now lay on the armrest of the sofa,... dripping onto the floor. Stronger than I, Michael is now holding my legs, grasping them for support. My knees are pressed far beyond my shoulders and my pussy,... is being completely ravished. My astonished cries of pleasure are being drowned by his intense appetite, for his Mothers pussy. Torrents of juices are filling Michaels mouth,... he is eating his Mother, like a peeled orange,... sucking my pussy dry.
My thoughts flashed in the past of the fun activities we enjoyed together when home alone, now replaced by a more taboo interaction. I am truly a vested member of the naughty mothers that secretly exist, having crossed that parental line.
This house is now among a few,... that hold a secret too forbidden to share, and too erotic to cease.
The leaves on the trees still blow in the wind,... the flowers still bloom along the sidewalk,... but when the curtains are drawn at the Carsons residence,... only you are aware,... of whats occurring inside.
Like a scene out of a movie,... as the camera fades out of the room, only the sounds of forbidden pleasure remain,........ ' That's it Michael... taste your Mother ' ......../ CarrieAnn
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