Chapter 14
I watched as mom slipped her body back down into the tub, letting her sexy legs dangle luxuriously over the sides of the tub.
"I guess you know what I'm doing with my legs spread," she told me.
"You want me to plant my prick in your pussy right now?"
"I'd like nothing better."
"Right here?"
"I couldn't think of a better place," she said. "Naturally, my dear. Just slide your cock inside my mound. You can do a beautiful job of it. You can really stab your dick in my snatch. Give me a hot, fast ride. Keep your cock moving. Give it to me, baby."
I reached down and let my fingers toy with mom's pussy a few moments. All it took were a few strokes. After that her whole body was squirming, ready to anticipate my forceful thrusts.
"You really like that kind of action, don't you?" I smiled.
"Of course I do. Come on, baby, ram your pecker in me. Oh, do I need it. Just lying there all those nights thinking about you and not being able to do anything about it. That's an uncomfortable feeling."
"Tell me all about it. I've felt the same way."
"I wish you would French with me while you are ramming your cock in. At least for the first few strokes. I want to feel your tongue in my mouth and your prick in my pussy."
"That sounds like a pretty good game plan," I chuckled.
"Sure it is. Just go to work, sweetheart. Plant your cock inside me. I want to feel your warm, inviting penis in my mound. It feels so good when you're thrusting that way."
"Fine, I'll do that."
"Please go ahead, baby. Stick that lightning cock of yours inside me. Plunge it good and hard. Come on and give it to me. Penetrate me."
Her words were really getting to me. I was waiting with great anticipation to slam my cock inside her for the first time, to dent her mound, to pump and stab forcefully and aggressively with my prick inside her pussy.
I leaned forward and looked down at my cock. It was ready to go, and had been for quite some time. Mom's little exercise with the soap, however, really got me close to the point where there was no other way. I had almost had to juice right there.
I noticed there was still a little soap left at the tip of my cock, so I let it drop down toward the water. I watched the water splash against my cock, removing the remaining soap.
"Get set for a good stiff pecker shot," I told her.
"Yes, honey, and remember the tongue stab."
"I'll give it to you, baby. I'll really exercise the old pecker in your mound and my tongue in your mouth."
Relentlessly I plunged forward, driving my huge erect instrument inside her mound.
I blasted away, planting my dick in her sharply, driving it good and hard in her mound while I let my tongue enter her mouth.
Mom was ready for my tongue. As I let it dart against hers, she in turn splashed back, allowing her tongue to dent against mine with feverish impact.
While I kept Frenching with her devastatingly and slamming my cock ever sharply into her pussy, I reached down with both hands and permitted my fingers to go to work on her ass cheeks.
I loved clutching at her buttocks. It really did me a world of good to make steady contact with her buttocks while I kept up my fucking and tongue stabs.
The blistering pace continued, and all the while I was pushing myself that much closer to orgasm.
When I finally removed my tongue from her mouth, I proclaimed loudly:
"I'm moving my fingers to the tits. I want to play with your hot breasts."
"Give me plenty of action there, my dear. Oh, yes, lover. I really need that kind of sensation. Drive your cock into me. Oh, stab it into me sharply, baby. Ah, drive the cock forward. Plunge it, honey. I want your pecker. Oh, do I ever want your cock. Propel it forward, baby. Oh, honey, I'm just about there."
I kept up my sharp radar-like stabs, shoving my cock into her, driving it brilliantly as I pushed that much closer to the moment of devastating impact when I would juice.
A few brisk strokes later the hot white juice began to spill out of the end of my spear.
"Ah, I'm there, I'm shooting, feel the hot stuff," I said.
Mom's body kept twisting resolutely in the water as the stream of pecker juice kept on spilling from out of my dick.
"Keep fucking me, oh, shove your cock into my mound," mom exclaimed. "Oh, keep up the forceful cock work, baby. Oh, drive it into me. What a fucker you are, sweetheart. You're so good at it. Oh, keep it going, honey. Oh, keep driving your cock, baby. Ah, I can feel that juice. Oh, baby, I'm shooting myself. We're making it together. That's such a wonderful feeling, honey. Ah, do I love it. Oh, I really do."
When I removed my cock from her mound, I still felt a good deal of excitement inside my balls. As I had said before, I'd been through a real horny period when I hadn't been able to get action.
"I want you again," I said. "I sure wish that you could get your tongue to work on my cock."
"L would love it, honey. Just hang in there and I'll go right to work."
"Play with my dick."
"First I'll soap it a little," she laughed.
I had never seen this particular side of mom before. She could be as playful as a schoolgirl when she wanted to be. She picked up the bar of soap, and as she did I noticed the gleam in her eyes. She was like a mischievous little kid out on a lark.
She started out by soaping my balls ever so thoroughly.
"I'll bet that tickles like hell," she laughed.
"It sure does," I said. "It tickles a whole lot. It really feels good, baby."
"Of course it does. I know my movements."
"I can see that. Damned but that feels good."
"Hang on, because I'm gonna give you a lot more."
"Start soaping my cock."
"Don't be impatient. I'm gonna work on the balls for just a little bitjonger, then I'm gonna work up the cock."
The longer that she manipulated the soap, the more I realized what she was doing. She wanted to get me at a fever pitch, then move on to the other action. It wasn't really a bad idea. She knew what the score was.when it came to getting me in a state of acute agitation.
Mom kept up her exploratory movements for a few more minutes, then began to move the soap up and down the full length of my cock.
"There you go," she said after making the switch. "How do you like that, baby?"
"I like it real nice."
"I'm gonna keep it up, honey. I'm gonna get you so hot that you're gonna be begging to go off. Then I'm gonna begin to work my tongue around your dick."
"You're gonna do a beautiful job of it. I just know you are."
"Don't I always?"
"You sure do. That's what makes me so confident."
Mom kept on flipping the soap up and down the full length of my dick. She really had me in a state of excitement and finally she turned the soap bar loose.
"Rinse off your cock," she told me. "Give it a good bath, baby, because I'm gonna be sucking on it pretty quick."
I splashed my rigid penis in the water while mom watched. I could tell from the expression on her face that she really meant business and was extra eager to get her tongue to work on my pecker.
I finished rinsing off my cock, after which mom picked up a towel.
"I'll dry it off thoroughly, then I'll see to it that my tongue supplies you with all kinds of kicks," she promised.
When mom briskly toweled off my cock, she got me so hot that once again I almost shot. Those movements that she had down to a science were downright fantastic. She knew just how to manipulate that towel over my dick.
"Ah, you know where it's at, those sensations are great," I said.
"I'm going to towel you off, then I'll really go to work."
"You sure are."
She removed the towel from my pecker, then got set to propel her tongue into motion. She slipped her tongue forward, permitting it to tease my testicles. She manipulated it in a slow, almost painstaking fashion.
"Ah, you're nursing me right along," I said. "I like that, baby. You're really doing it right. Ah, honey, you're so good with your tongue. Yes. Oh, are you ever great with it. Keep sliding it, baby. Oh, darling, that's good. Work it over my prick. Ah, slide it, honey, work it nice and fast. Suck my balls."
She gradually picked up the pace, working her tongue fervently until finally she was sliding it around at top speed, pumping ever so devastatingly as she worked it over my cock.
"Suck my penis," I exclaimed, "drive your tongue hard, baby. Oh, drive it fast over me. Suck me off, darling. Oh, give me a good suck job. Suck my dick. Drive your tongue over it. Ah, I can feel the excitement all over. My balls are tingling. I wish you'd touch them."
Mom zeroed in on my testicles, letting her fingers manipulate smoothly over them while she kept up her devastating sucking pace over my cock.
The longer that the action developed, the closer she moved me toward climax.
Just about the time that my cock was feeling the greatest agitation ever, mom went to work with her tongue on my balls, abruptly switching activity.
At first I didn't know how well I would like that, but soon I found out that I really enjoyed it. She was going wild with her tongue movements, planting her tongue ever so excitedly against my cock, getting me that much more aroused.
"I don't know how much more I can take," I sighed. "You're really good, honey. Ah, the way your tongue's moving. That's so good, baby. Oh, your tongue is on fire."
She kept up her movements for several more minutes, then transferred the action once more to my cock. Up and down she moved her tongue, and as she did her fingers kept on exploring my balls, playing with them, enjoying the movements.
Her head bobbed up and down as she continued her pace, driving her tongue, giving me the maximum action possible as she worked me closer to orgasm.
A few strokes later, I felt it was time to tell her that there was no way I could hold up any longer under this kind of magnificent impact.
"I've got to go, oh, I've got to juice," I said. "Ah, honey, I've got to shoot off my pecker. Lick my pecker juice out of me, baby. Oh, lick it clean, suck me dry. I'm gonna really spray. You're gonna get a hot load of my white stuff. It's gonna spill out of there, baby. Oh, yes, darling it really is. Go ahead, baby, go after it. Oh, you've got to have my load. Suck it. Oh, suck me dry."
I decided to give her all the additional comfort that I could, so I reached out and ran my fingers through her hair, enjoying the fervent strokes as she kept on sucking, pushing me that much closer.
"That tongue is like magic, keep working it," I said. "Slide it over my cock. Oh, I'm so hard, baby. Keep playing with my balls, honey. I like those double sensations. Play with my balls, suck my cock. Go after my burning dick juice. Oh, I really want it, baby. I really need it. Suck me, darling, oh, get the juice out of me. Yes, darling, oh, get it out of me, baby. Drive every drop of it out of there."
A few hot tongue stabs later, I felt the first few droplets of my cum beginning to ooze out of my cock.
But what I had emitted was no more than a few preliminary droplets. I was aware of the fact that there was a lot more on the way. It was just a question of when it would be dislodged from my dick.
"Keep sucking, keep prying the stuff loose," I said. "It's just about out of there, honey. Oh, am I ever gonna cream. Oh, you're really sucking it. Keep your tongue planted against my dick. Ah, keep on fingering my balls. I'm there, baby, oh, I can feel the stuff prying loose now. Yes, darling I'm gonna juice. Oh, lover, the hot stuff is gonna fly. Yes, baby, I need every drop to shoot into your mouth."
I reached out and clutched at mom's nipples. I clung to them ever so tightly as the droplets of hot white juice began to effectively spill out of the end of my rod.
When the deluge shot, it was a thick one. The cream spilled voluminously out of the end of my spear, shooting the spray of liquid into her mouth.
I never saw her any more eager to digest a load of cum than she was at that moment. She got so excited at one point that a few droplets rolled out of the side of her mouth. She wasn't used to losing any of my precious juices, and I could see that it irritated her a little.
But mom wasn't about to be defeated by losing a few droplets of cum. She stuck with the load, conscientiously devouring every drop as I lay there with my body trembling, encouraging her every step of the way as she continued with the sucking.
"Keep driving your tongue," I sighed, "oh, what spectacular sucking action, baby. You're really going after it, honey. Go after every drop of my stuffEat it. Oh, you're getting a beautiful load of cream. Suck it, honey. Suck it out of me. Suck my cock, do it, baby. Oh, do it."
My fingers continued to clutch against her nipples throughout the course of the blazing suck.
"What a screw," I exclaimed.