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Giving mom breakfast in bed on mother’s day takes on a whole new meaning for a young lad.
I was guilty, no doubt about it. So as it was both Sunday morning and Mother’s day, I decided that because I had returned to the nest, at nineteen, after a year of trying to live with my mates in a rented house and all of us failing; I was home because life was too easy at home. Besides my step-mom, Lillian, was a cool chick. Always had been and actually way too good for my dad, who was now long gone.
So it was payback time for her kindness to me. The least I could do was get her breakfast in bed. Boy was I slaving in the kitchen. I was concentrating on getting everything right. I had a bit of smooth vanilla yoghurt and few strawberries and blueberries. I had freshly squeezed orange juice; boy did I go through a learning curve as a male novice in the kitchen with the juicer. But man it looked good. This brekkie was a labour of love. The coffee was fine, well self interest was operating with that machine every morning. I knew I was basically out of my depth trying to poach an egg, grill a sausage and cook two pieces of toast at the same time, but hell she needed something hot and warm and filling. Soon enough I had the stable table loaded and was heading up the stairs to her room.
On the landing I realised I was still in my boxer’s and t-shirt, shit in my rush to do this right, I hadn’t changed; I should have got out of my usual nightwear. Oh well she wouldn’t notice my attire, the focus was on her and the truly awesome spread I had in front of me.
My hands were full with the tray, so I didn’t do the polite bedroom door knock. I just pushed her door open.
Oh My GOD, nothing prepares a young man to see a mature woman on her bed, facing away, her head in her plush pillows, her bum cheeks pointing to heaven, her brunette trimmed slit stuffed with a whirling pink vibrator, reverberating at what I took to be maximum speed and her fingers through her legs stimulating her own pea sized really pink clitty. Talk about hot. She was flushed in sexual release. So close to a frickin intense orgasm. It was a compelling sight. It was boner inciting. My hard on was poking straight out of my boxer slit. My cock so stiff the tray couldn’t hide it.
I mean I was about to turn around and leave. I‘d try putting down the tray, I’d think of sport or something to get my boner down and wait and then knock. I suppose I’d hear her finish. God she was loudly groaning as her assured climax approached.
Then a mother’s intuition or a woman’s feeling she is being watched or that sixth sense reaction that a cock is at hand, led her to open her eyes. Well whatever it was, she rolled over, her legs splayed, and there was her full womanhood spread on the bed, the vibrator seriously whirring and about to go in again, when she looked: she saw my boner, then my eyes, then breakfast.
“Oh Brad honey, don’t be shy, and such a sweetie too, come here and you can have breakfast too”
She was not embarrassed like me. Geez I was cunt struck dumb, I thought she meant share the yoghurt and eggs or maybe the sausage.
“Oh quick you randy bugger, eat me out, have your breakfast in bed” She could see my eyes and brain and dick, were all cunt fixated.
I think my cock took over from there. My brain caught up much later. The tray was down, I was on the bed. My tongue was taking the lead and boy was she pungently musky between her legs. Her body exuding wetness and lust for sex. It was the easiest, slickest, moistest lick out I had ever given a female. Her clit so sensitive to my sweeping tongue. Her pussy so receptive to touch. I mean she was through foreplay already; this was extra attention, like a mother’s day treat.
“Your sausage, give me your hot cock, ram your dick into me” she pleaded, as she bounced up and spread herself, doggy, facing away from me.
My pecker eased straight into her warm, sopping, inviting cunt. It was breathtakingly satisfying. I was thrusting between her quivering thighs. Her bum cheeks squashing back into my pummelling pelvis. It was the combination for the ages. Amazing sex, with an older woman, well early forties and she was still so hot.
She had this awesome clench vag grip. So skilled, so experienced with a cock inside her. I manfully did my boyish best to keep pumping her pussy. I was engaged in every marvellous stroke I was able to muster. Hell I lasted longer than I thought, given the divine cock work out I was getting between her legs.
“Orrgh” I went, “I’m gunna cum”, I warned her. I craved my release.
Well fuck me, and I truly had been, she was around swiftly and took my load in her mouth, all of it, sucking me off as I exploded in her gob. Now that was the real mother’s day surprise.
I was guilty, no doubt about it. So as it was both Sunday morning and Mother’s day, I decided that because I had returned to the nest, at nineteen, after a year of trying to live with my mates in a rented house and all of us failing; I was home because life was too easy at home. Besides my step-mom, Lillian, was a cool chick. Always had been and actually way too good for my dad, who was now long gone.
So it was payback time for her kindness to me. The least I could do was get her breakfast in bed. Boy was I slaving in the kitchen. I was concentrating on getting everything right. I had a bit of smooth vanilla yoghurt and few strawberries and blueberries. I had freshly squeezed orange juice; boy did I go through a learning curve as a male novice in the kitchen with the juicer. But man it looked good. This brekkie was a labour of love. The coffee was fine, well self interest was operating with that machine every morning. I knew I was basically out of my depth trying to poach an egg, grill a sausage and cook two pieces of toast at the same time, but hell she needed something hot and warm and filling. Soon enough I had the stable table loaded and was heading up the stairs to her room.
On the landing I realised I was still in my boxer’s and t-shirt, shit in my rush to do this right, I hadn’t changed; I should have got out of my usual nightwear. Oh well she wouldn’t notice my attire, the focus was on her and the truly awesome spread I had in front of me.
My hands were full with the tray, so I didn’t do the polite bedroom door knock. I just pushed her door open.
Oh My GOD, nothing prepares a young man to see a mature woman on her bed, facing away, her head in her plush pillows, her bum cheeks pointing to heaven, her brunette trimmed slit stuffed with a whirling pink vibrator, reverberating at what I took to be maximum speed and her fingers through her legs stimulating her own pea sized really pink clitty. Talk about hot. She was flushed in sexual release. So close to a frickin intense orgasm. It was a compelling sight. It was boner inciting. My hard on was poking straight out of my boxer slit. My cock so stiff the tray couldn’t hide it.
I mean I was about to turn around and leave. I‘d try putting down the tray, I’d think of sport or something to get my boner down and wait and then knock. I suppose I’d hear her finish. God she was loudly groaning as her assured climax approached.
Then a mother’s intuition or a woman’s feeling she is being watched or that sixth sense reaction that a cock is at hand, led her to open her eyes. Well whatever it was, she rolled over, her legs splayed, and there was her full womanhood spread on the bed, the vibrator seriously whirring and about to go in again, when she looked: she saw my boner, then my eyes, then breakfast.
“Oh Brad honey, don’t be shy, and such a sweetie too, come here and you can have breakfast too”
She was not embarrassed like me. Geez I was cunt struck dumb, I thought she meant share the yoghurt and eggs or maybe the sausage.
“Oh quick you randy bugger, eat me out, have your breakfast in bed” She could see my eyes and brain and dick, were all cunt fixated.
I think my cock took over from there. My brain caught up much later. The tray was down, I was on the bed. My tongue was taking the lead and boy was she pungently musky between her legs. Her body exuding wetness and lust for sex. It was the easiest, slickest, moistest lick out I had ever given a female. Her clit so sensitive to my sweeping tongue. Her pussy so receptive to touch. I mean she was through foreplay already; this was extra attention, like a mother’s day treat.
“Your sausage, give me your hot cock, ram your dick into me” she pleaded, as she bounced up and spread herself, doggy, facing away from me.
My pecker eased straight into her warm, sopping, inviting cunt. It was breathtakingly satisfying. I was thrusting between her quivering thighs. Her bum cheeks squashing back into my pummelling pelvis. It was the combination for the ages. Amazing sex, with an older woman, well early forties and she was still so hot.
She had this awesome clench vag grip. So skilled, so experienced with a cock inside her. I manfully did my boyish best to keep pumping her pussy. I was engaged in every marvellous stroke I was able to muster. Hell I lasted longer than I thought, given the divine cock work out I was getting between her legs.
“Orrgh” I went, “I’m gunna cum”, I warned her. I craved my release.
Well fuck me, and I truly had been, she was around swiftly and took my load in her mouth, all of it, sucking me off as I exploded in her gob. Now that was the real mother’s day surprise.
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