Eat Your Pussy

Your mother's naked body was a sight to behold, and it sent a shiver down your spine. Her supple breasts, perky nipples, and her trimmed mound, wet with arousal, on the floor in front of you. You couldn't believe this was happening, but the heat coursing through your veins left no room for protest.

Without warning, her warm, soft lips met your aching pussy. The sensation sent a jolt of electricity through your entire being, leaving you gasping for air. Her tongue, masterful and relentless, probed every crevice, swirling and flicking, driving you insane with desire.

"Oh, Mom," you moaned, unable to contain the pleasure billowing inside you. Your hips bucked and ground against her face, trying to get closer to that heavenly touch. "Don't stop! Don't you ever stop!"

Her reaction to your pleas was a muffled growl, as if she was just as intoxicated by the moment as you were. She lapped at your folds, sucking on your engorged clit, and you felt yourself teetering on the edge of the abyss.

Grabbing onto her head, your nails digging into her scalp, you held on for dear life, bucking and thrashing under her ministrations. "I'm... I'm going to cum!”

With that, you felt yourself teetering on the brink, your entire body tensing as your orgasm crashed over you like a tidal wave. "Mom!" It felt like your brain had short-circuited, your entire world narrowing down to the white-hot heat pulsing between your legs. Your hips bucked wildly, grinding against her face as if to prolong the exquisite sensation.

As the waves of pleasure began to subside, you blinked in disbelief. You'd just experienced the most intense orgasm of your life, and it was at the hands – or more accurately, the tongue – of your own mother. "Oh, my God," you panted, collapsing back onto the couch, spent and boneless.

You couldn't believe what just happened. Your first sexual experience, and it was with your own mother. The intensity of the orgasm still coursed through your veins as you lay there, spent and boneless. You look at her and saw that mischievous glint in her eyes, as she wiped the evidence of your orgasm from her mouth. "See? I told you I could help," she said, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Alana blushed furiously, burying her face in her hands. "Mom, I... I don't know what to say."

Your mother laughed, that infectious sound that always made you feel better, and hugged you close. "Hey, now, no need to be shy. We're adults here, and besides, you definitely needed a lesson." She kissed your lips deeply again and you couldn't help but smile, admonishing yourself for getting so worked up over nothing.

"So, does this mean we're...?" You trailed off, unable to meet her eyes.

"Best friends with benefits?" Your mother finished with a wink. "Only if you want to, honey. I won't pressure you into anything you're not comfortable with. But know that I'm here, whenever you need me... for whatever." She raised her eyebrows suggestively, and you both share a laugh.

In that moment, you realized that your relationship with your mother would never be the same again… and the thought only filled you with excitement.