Chapter 5
"Let's sixty-nine," mom finally exclaimed.
I could see the fire in her eyes and it was the kind of sexual fire that I wanted to play around with. As a matter-of-fact, I wanted to fight her fire with the fire of my own and get my tongue to work inside her pussy.
"Are you ready to take on my long cock?"
"I sure am, just as long as you're ready to go to work on my pussy."
"That sounds like a beautiful exchange."
"Then I suggest we get to work at it right now."
"As a matter-of-fact, your snatch looks downright delicious," I told her.
"You're really adjusted beautifully, honey. You're helping little old mom get her kicks."
"If I couldn't adjust to somebody gorgeous like you, then there'd be something wrong with me. Even if you are my mother."
"Then let's get our tongues working."
"Mine's all warmed up and ready to stab."
"So is mine," she smiled.
I liked the angle I had on her, what with her gorgeous ass dangling just above my head. I was all ready to start putting my tongue to work against her pussy.
I began to slip it back and forth in her slit, and as I maneuvered it, she began to slide her tongue up and down my cock. She worked it over the tip, tickling it a few times, then slipped it down the full base of my prick.
Pretty soon my prick was absolutely steaming with excitement, and as she bobbed her head up and down, sliding her tongue repeatedly over it, I went to work with my tongue that much more convincingly on her mound.
With great exhilaration I kept up my sturdy movements, driving my tongue, moving her that much closer to climax. I wanted to see to it that I got to taste her very soon, since I was on the edge of excitement with every tongue thrust.
While I was getting my cock sucked through her sturdy up and down movements, she in turn was also working her fingers over my testicles. They bulged with great eagerness as she kept up her exciting movements, driving me that much closer to the climax that I sought.
My tongue slid briskly over her mound, darting speedily, pushing her that much closer as well. I figured that there was a good chance that the two of us could shoot off our juices at the very same point in time.
Bearing that objective in mind, I kept on drilling with my tongue, sliding it ever deeper inside her warm, inviting, moist pussy. While I kept up my drilling, I had a good view of her ass as her buttocks and hips kept twisting in front of me.
While I was forcefully sucking on her mound, I reached out and grabbed her ass cheeks. I clutched her butt, ever so excitedly, clinging to it as the sucking continued.
The brisk pace was accelerating on my part. Every time that I touched her butt and slid my tongue over her mound I put that much more in the way of emphasis into my actions. She in turn did the same thing to me in the form of her sturdy cock stabs, which were driving me out of my mind with passionate ecstasy.
Pretty soon my body instinctively began to flare up and down, moving forward every time that her tongue would sink down the long base of my hard cock.
As for mom, her hips and ass cheeks would flip back and forth that much more quickly every time that I sped up my tongue pace over her pussy.
Finally I could see that her movements were getting so fast that she just couldn't hold on to her load. I knew that momentarily she would be juicing inside my mouth, and I was looking forward to supplying my hot cock spray inside her mouth.
She juiced first, her pussy load gushing into my mouth.
While my tongue slapped back and forth eagerly attacking her hot load, I felt the itchiness in my balls, knowing that the bulging balls were going to be detonating very shortly.
Mom was helping me along as best she could, continuing to run her sturdy fingers over my ball sacs, pushing me that much closer to blast-off time.
A few moments after I finished licking the final droplets of hot dessert from mom's love pit, the itch in my balls became unbearable.
At that point the hot white juice began to spurt out of the end of my cock. I watched with the greatest of satisfaction as the liquid stream kept on spilling forward, splashing out of my prick and into her mouth.
As I began to shoot, I removed my tongue from mom's mound, having given her a beautiful suck.
"Come on and swallow me," I sighed, "go after every drop of my pecker juice, love. Oh yes, mom, you can do it. Yes, oh, yes, swallow hard, swallow fast, go after every bit of this stuff. Yes, baby, ah, you did it."
I watched as she devoured my load, then observed her as she turned her tongue loose from my dick.
"You did a superb job of sucking me off," she told me.
"There is nothing wrong with the cock suck you gave me either."
"I guess neither one of us got short changed."
"Not at all."
"I wonder if you'd be up to sticking your hard dick inside my pussy," mom looked at me and asked.
"I think that that could be arranged," I said. "Just give me a few minutes to catch my breath. You know, there's only so much a guy can take when he's involved in sex with a gal as appealing as you."
"Do you mean what you're saying is that I have an overpowering influence on you?"
"That's what I'm saying, mom."
"You know, that's very sweet of you. Anybody-likes to be flattered after they've really put out."
"I'm flattering because I believe everything that I say," I told her. "You're really that good. I like fucking you a whole lot better than fucking anybody else."
"Don't think I don't like to hear that. That's so sweet of you to say, whether you really believe it or not."
"Oh, I really believe it. You put out so well."
"How about your friend, Shirley? She put out pretty well, didn't she?"
"She did a good job. But I think you put out more. I guess if I got to know her better, she would have put out a little more. She was a great gal. But I'll still take you in bed over her."
"I'm awfully happy to hear you say that."
"As for the girls that I screw at school, hell, so many of them are damned little spoiled tarts. They want you to treat them like they're virgin goddesses or something, but then they go around flipping their little butts and their tits like whores."
"How are they when it comes to actually putting out?"
"That's just it. A lot of them are more talk and show than they are anything else. They just don't seem to put out the way that you would think."
"That's too bad. I mean from your standpoint."
"It could be worse. I mean, like if I weren't getting any ass at all. I can take those chicks or leave them if I've got some kind of an alternative. With you, oh, honey, I could leave them all alone."
Mom was feeling good about all that I was saying. Actually, thinking back, the comments were mainly based on my reasoning powers rather than emotion. Mom had put out beautifully, and had done a fantastic job of pleasing me. Sometimes when a guy's balls are hot and he's in bed with a beautiful naked woman he's inclined to pad the facts a little, even though he's not trying to do so. It's a case of his emotions taking him over. But that wasn't true in this instance. No, mom had done a great job, and she was completely deserving of the tributes I was giving her.
I could see that my comments had made her that much more eager to please me all over again. She had expressed a desire for me to shove my pecker into her mound and go off there.
I liked the possibility, and I could see that she wanted to help me along in that direction.
She started by reaching out with her right hand, beginning to pump up and down the full length of my long hard stick. I was happy about the fact that it hadn't gone down much at all after I had been sucked by her.
She was fondling my cock, playing with it, tickling and teasing it with her finger movements.
"How do you like that?" she asked.
"Your fingers are really going to work. I like those finger stabs, honey. Oh, yes. You can work your fingers even faster if you want to. Step up the pace, darling. Oh, yeah, that's good. I like it."
"Just let me know if you want anything different," she told me. "After all, this is being done to please you."
"I realize that and appreciate it," I said. "Just keep the fingers working in the same way. Let them move up and down my cock. Yes, you can work them even faster. Go ahead, doll, work them more quickly."
"That's what I need, just a little encouragement," she exclaimed. "I don't need really that much in the way of it because I'm so carried away to start with, but every little bit helps. Yes, I like the way you're helping me out, honey. Giving me these little bits of advice. How would you like it if I began to play with your balls now while I'm working on your dick?"
"All I can say is that you sure did a beautiful job on my balls before. When you did that to me, I just went wild."
"Then get ready to go wild again."
"Play with my balls, honey, oh, yes, play with them," I said. "Come on, baby, do it for me.
Mom had a thin little smile on her lips, a knowing smile, as she stepped up her pace speedily. She kept on working her fingers up and down my cock, only now she was letting the fingers spin and move more freely than ever over the course of my whole dick. She was really plunging, letting her fingers fly freely, driving them over the length of my entire instrument. And while she utilized the fingers of her right hand with those forceful movements, she put the left hand to work on my balls. Her tingling touch to my balls got me agitated every bit as much as I had been before we went into the sixty-nine action. I hadn't believed it possible up to that point to get that turned on all over again after I had already deposited a pretty thick load of cream, but there I was. And the longer she worked her fingers, the more desirous I became of whip lashing my bulging cock inside her pussy.
I really became restless under the influence of those stirring stabs that her fingers supplied to my cock and balls. Every now and then she would reach out and just kind of twitch at my nuts, which served to get me more excited than ever.
"Ah, honey, twist your fingers around my balls," I encouraged, "that's good. Ah, I like that kind of action. You've got talented fingers."
"I've got news for you, baby. When I go to work in any kind of fucking with you, I give it my best. I feel my whole heart pounding. I said people had free wills and that the idea of Mother Nature taking over was ridiculous. That's what I told you the day I caught you with Shirley. But that's a lot of bunk. I can see that your instincts can take over after a certain point. like with me. like when I see your cock."
"Just keep delivering your stabs," I sighed. "Oh, I'm gonna have to get my cock off inside you pretty soon. Yes, you're really working those fingers. You're doing such a brilliant job with them."
"I won't stop until you tell me to. I want to make sure that you're as excited as possible before you start drilling your cock inside my mound."
"That's a very generous attitude on your part."
She kept twisting her fingers around my testicles, and all the while her fingers worked stirringly up and down the full length of my pecker.
Before I knew it I was in such a state of excitement that there was no holding me back. I knew that I would just have to get my rocks off inside her mound.
"You can turn loose right now," I said. "You can free your fingers from my cock and balls. I've got to get my dick inside you, I've got to do it right now."
"You sound like a hungry young tiger," she laughed.
"You'll see how hungry I am once that I start drilling my rod inside you," I said.
"I'll just bet," she laughed.
As mom released her fingers from my cock and balls, I looked down at my prick. It was long and hard, just ready to go to work inside her.
For a little bit of a morale boost, I looked down at mom's cunt. I could see its moistness, the glistening pussy hairs that were covered with her own sweet nectars.
I reached out and touched her mound.
"It feels good when you do that," she said.
"I guess one good turn deserves another. You did such a good job on my prick."
"If you get my pussy any more excited, I'm gonna gush," she giggled.
"There's nothing wrong with a gushing pussy. You can keep gushing it as far as I'm concerned."
"As long as I'm around you, I suppose that that's exactly what I'll keep doing."
"That way we'll both be happy," I laughed.
I let my fingers exercise themselves sharply inside her mound. As I kept working them, I recognized how much more excited I would get by plunging my pecker into her mound.