A good little mummy

When Sophie awoke a little while later, it was with a start. It was dark and she was disoriented by the sleeping figure that lay across her. It took a few seconds, then it all came rushing back as a naughty grin spread across her face. She took a few minutes to relive her amorous encounter, basking in the warm glow. She felt good.

Alert now, with her eyes accustomed to the dark she explored the youthful figure that still pinned her to the bed. She stroked down his body, soft and warm, as he slept. Her hand reached his bum. Rounded and firm. She grinned again, naughtily, as she gave it a little squeeze. she liked a man with a nice bum.

Sleep didn’t come to Sophie, she felt energised, her heart still beating quite fast, but she was content to just lay there and hug his warm body to her. As she did so, she took stock of things. She felt wet between her legs and a quick fumble located a twisted condom, still wet with semen, poking out of her pussy. Shocked but amused at her behaviour, they must have fallen asleep with him inside her and it dislodged as he softened, she removed it, feeling a little wicked

As time moved on, she explored him some more as she relived their sexual antics again. She peeped down the bed, wanting to see his young cock again. That young cock that had penetrated her, a respectable married woman, a mother of two, so forcefully, just an hour or so again. It was bad but it felt so good.

She cupped his cock and balls in her hand, remember how she’d bared herself before him. How she had slavishly adored that smooth young penis. How she had spread herself willingly, like a cheap whore, and urged him inside her.

She felt a warm glow between her legs at those thoughts, and realised she had been softly stroking that object of her affection. Curious, she stroked him some more, liking the feel of the soft skin against her fingertips, and also the power she felt as it started to grow hard in her hand again. She pumped it gently with her fist wanting to see it in its glory. Her small hand didn’t quite go around it, and that turned her on too. She wanted him again.

She scooted out carefully from underneath the sleeping boy, and moved down the bed. Slow movements of her fist made him fully erect and, on the upstroke, a small drop of fluid glistened in the half light of the dark bedroom. She put her lips over the end, tasting the saltiness, pumping again before lowering her mouth to take more of him inside her. She lingered when she had gone as far she could, savouring the feel of him deep in her mouth. Young and hard. She moved up and down now, masturbating him with her hand. Wanting him now. Wanting him to cum. In her mouth. So naughty. So bad. But she needed this.

She felt him moving and hesitated, fearful that she had awoken him and that her stolen pleasure might be discovered , and ended.

He was indeed waking, but the hand on the back of her head reassured her, urged her on, as he pushed down with his hand and upwards with his penis. If it had been possible to smile, she would have, but she had a mouth full of cock. Holding her there now, he moved against her, fucking her mouth now, enjoying himself. Enjoying her. Using her.

Faster and faster her moved. She felt exhilarated by the hint of violation. She had never done this before. Not let a man do this to her in this way.

Feeling him change position she had fleeting thoughts of moving her mouth from him, of him spreading her legs, of him pushing his cock in her cunt. But no, he wanted her like this and was merely tensing for a final flourish as, with a hand in each side of her head, he thrust deep, making her **** and gag as he came forcefully in her mouth. Any thoughts of spitting his issue removed as he held her in place and, gasping for breath now, she swallowed his stringy, salty load. She tried but she couldn’t move, he was so strong, but after a few more sharp jabs he was done, and his hands relaxed.

Finally able to breath properly, she wiped her mouth and moved up the bed again to kiss him. She tasted of him, she knew, but he didn’t mind and returned her embrace as he patted her little bottom as he whispered in her ear.

“You’re a very good little mummy”