Dirty Talk

“I can’t believe I’m even considering this” Mom mumbled, just loud enough for you to hear.

“Well if you think it's gonna help me cum, then I'm all ears” you replied with a smile as you looked down at her.

From where she was still sat between your legs, Mom straightened up, pushing her chest forward and on full display before putting a firmer grip on your erection. From her reaction, you knew that she was now putting a lot more of her effort into this, even if she still wasn’t enthusiastic about the whole thing.

Her hand wrapped around your shaft once again, only this time, she was slowly starting to speed up her rhythm and once she reached a good pace, she looked up at you with determination in her eyes.

“Just so you know, what I’m about to do is only so this can be over and done with as soon as possible” she explained, not wanting you to think this was for anything other than her own benefit. You nodded along to her, not wanting to make her lose her focus now that she had prepared herself.

“So...You really want me to stroke your big hard dick and make you cum all over my hand? You’d like that wouldn’t you?” Mom started, mumbling at first before getting louder and more confident in her speech.

Your eyes widened when you realised what she was planning to do. You had a few things in mind for what she was potentially willing to do, but dirty talk hadn’t even crossed your mind. It seemed to be too degrading in your mind for Mom to even consider but apparently you had guessed wrong. The only reason you could come up with for her unexpected behaviour was that the film from earlier in the day had influenced her in some way. It had featured scenes way more graphic than what she was doing now but the dirty talk was rampant throughout.

The unexpected surprise of all this had your head swimming with ideas for the future, all of them more arousing than the next and soon you felt yourself pulse under Mom's continued ****. She must have felt you twitch in her hand and took that as a good sign that whatever she was doing was having an effect on you.

“You like me talking like this? Stripping me of my clothes and

“God yes” you said, almost involuntarily as the combined pleasure of her hand and the unexpected verbal encouragement started to get to you.

“Well what are you gonna make me do next? Are you gonna grope my tits again? Or are you gonna carry on making me do something more and turn me into some kind of… slut” she added, surprising you with the language she was willing to use.

“I’ll have you do whatever I want” you replied, giving in to your desire and revealing how you actually felt.

Either Mom felt how much this was turning you on, or she was now starting to feel the effects herself but you could swear that the tone of her voice was getting just as excited as you were. There were plenty of reasons to dismiss what you thought you heard. Whether it be the lingering side effects of the **** she had had earlier or just a change in her breathing from her various arm movements she was using to jerk you off, but your horny brain saw it as her getting turned on which only made you get harder in return. While you faced your internal dilemma, Mom was none the wiser and continued to bring you closer to an orgasm with both her hands and her words.

“Does that get you off? Having your mother at your beck and call to do whatever perverted acts that you want me to carry out? Knowing I’ll do them as long as you keep me under your thumb” Mom continued, no longer looking at your face, and staring at your cock as her hand glided up and down.

You barely grunted out a response through gritted teeth and the pleasure was starting to become impossible to ignore.

“I bet that's what you like to hear. Having me powerless at your feet while you lord over me like I'm your ****” she said, emphasizing the word ‘****’ more than she probably meant to.

With the speed at which she was now playing with your dick, you could feel yourself getting close to the tipping point. You were trying your hardest to stave off your climax while the pleasure kept increasing but eventually you knew you couldn’t hold on any longer. You were beyond speech at this point and deciding to just urgently tap Mom's arm as a way to get your message across.

The thought of you cumming in her hand didn’t seem to phase her and unexpectedly, she started to stroke you even faster. She had the same look in her eye that you had seen before in Lucy when she was urging for your cum. While she carried on bringing you ever closer to an orgasm, Mom got even closer to you between her legs and thrust her chest forward to give you an even view of her tits.

“Are you gonna cum? Are you gonna cum all over Mommy’s tits? There’s nothing I can do to stop you, go on do it! Cum all over me. Cover me with your cum!” Mom eagerly suggested, no longer even acting like this was something she was **** to do.

Mom’s encouragement coupled with the perfect set of tits she was presenting for you as a target, finally brought you over the edge. Her hands never stopped and you watched as the first rope of cum shot out, aimed slightly too high of Mom’s intended target, arching towards her before landing on her neck with even some of it reaching her chin before the thick liquid ran down her body. She must have adjusted her grip on your shaft as your next two loads shot perfectly at each of her breasts, completely covering her tits in semen as it coated her. She continued coaxing more and more out of you, aiming it wherever she pleased as rope after rope was shot out. You were in bliss as you came all over your mother, completely drenching her in one of the biggest loads you had had so far. Even she seemed surprised at the sheer quantity as she slowed her hand, squeezing the last few drops out of your cock.

The drops fell down between you, not having enough **** to land on her tits and dripping down onto her thighs as she knelt before you. The lust that had clouded your judgement was starting to clear and you knew the same would be happening with Mom if not at a higher magnitude. You were both breathing heavy but before an awkward atmosphere could descend on the room, you thought it best to speak your mind.

“That was amazing, I didn’t think you’d go for dirty talk but I’m glad you did” you praised, still trying to catch your breath.

“I’m glad you think so but don’t expect it to happen again” Mom replied, seemingly not appreciating your praise.

“I'm sure I can convince you otherwise and come on, don’t tell me you didn't enjoy that?” you asked, knowing that towards the end she must have felt something, she was too prideful to demean herself like that.

“I did not!” she quickly denied, before staring down at the mess you had made on her chest.

“Not even a little bit? I’ll give you some bonus points if you tell me the truth” you offered, wanting her to admit it to you. Mom stayed silent as she continued looking at her coated tits, ignoring you as a result.

“I’ll come to church with you tomorrow? And I’ll even try and convince Lucy to tag along?” you pleaded, upping the stakes even more.

Mom stayed silent but she did look up to meet your eye and it seemed she was actually considering your offer. The fact that she was taking the time to think about kinda defeated the point, as it told you she actually was hiding the truth from you.

“Fine, I admit it wasn’t too bad, now can you get me something to wipe myself with before this mess gets harder to clean up” Mom admitted, bringing a grin to your face as you had finally got her to admit that she got at least some enjoyment out of this. With this, the one-week restriction you had set between you was starting to show signs of cracking and as long as you carried on as you had been, you'd get her to submit sooner or later.

Anyway it wasn’t the time to be getting sidetracked, you didn’t have anything within reach to pass to Mom other than the panties she had handed to you earlier. She didn’t look pleased with you passing them back, but with little else available at the moment, she took what she could get. The panties were far from perfect given the sheer amount of cum you had splattered on her chest and eventually, they just made the problem worse as Mom was essentially smearing your cum all over her tits.

“Can you go and get me a towel? I can’t really afford to risk someone spotting me in the corridor can it” Mom asked, forcing your eyes away from her tits as she asked you a question and as much as it pained you to leave the room, it would be best if you kept her in a good mood.

Mom shuffled out from between your legs, with her boobs swaying as she did so before giving you enough room to pull your jeans up from your ankles and get up from your bed. You did a quick check at the door to make sure the coast was clear before looking back to your mother.

“Back in a minute” you said, just as an excuse to stare at her bare back and ass as she faced away from you, still kneeling on the floor. You unlocked the door and shut it firmly behind you before making your way to the bathroom. You planned on quickly grabbing a towel and maybe giving yourself a quick clean as well but all your plans were suddenly changed.

“Max” a voice called from out of view before you turned to face them.