Mommy's a Tease

Seeing Olivia on the couch, now wearing a t-shirt and sweat pants, I quickly got into character. "Mooooooom! Why do boys hate me?" I complained, flopping down on the couch next to her, being careful not to let my skirt ride up to much.

"They don't hate you, sweety," she cooed, pulling me sideways onto her lap. "What makes you think that?"

"Bobby said said that I was a whore. And Mike called me a slut," I answered, one of her hands stroking my thigh and the other supporting my back.

"Oh? And why did they call you that?" she asked, her motherly voice making my wish I had panties on.

"I don't know. I think it's because I'm just always horny. And they might have caught me licking the head cheerleader's pussy," I admitted.

"Ah. You're bisexual, then?" she asked and I nodded, as she rested my head on her breasts. "Okay, so next question, are you horny now?"

"Yeah," I admitted and she immediately turned me so my back rested against her chest.

"Well, you know what I think?" she asked as she began to unbutton my blouse. "I think you're a very lovely girl and that head cheerleader is a very lucky girl. Bobby and Mike were just jealous cause they think you're a lesbian and they really wanna fuck you."

Here she began slide my blouse completely off and began to **** my breasts. "Mommy, what are you doing?"

"You said you were horny. I figured I'd help you get some relief," she said, slipping a hand between my thighs. "Ooooh. No panties? I think you are a slut. But that's okay, 'cause you're my little slut, aren't you?"

I nodded sheepishly as the hand at my soaking wet pussy suddenly vanished and soon, her large, thick cock slid between thighs, popping up and resting against my stomach, the feeling of it parting my cunt lips was amazing and brought a moan from me. "Oh. What's that?"

"Your cock," I muttered.

"Yeah, it is. You like it when Mommy rubs her nice big cock against your hot little cunt?" she asked, still in her motherly tone.

"Mmhmm..." Was all I could muster as she gave my clit and pussy a stroke with her cock, still firmly between my legs.

"Yeah? You want Mommy's cock inside you?" I nodded. "Say it. Beg for it, Katey,"

"Please....mmm...please, Mommy....oooo...fuck me. Fuck me with your nice big cock," I begged.

"Such a good girl you are," she said all the while fucking my thighs. "Can I cum inside you're slutty pussy?"

"Yes! Please fuck me, Mommy," I continued to beg.

"Can I get you pregnant? Would you like to have Mommy's pups?"

"Yes. Please stick it in me, Mommy. I'm so horny."

"Are you a dirty little slut? Are you my little personal cock sleeve?" she interrogated, the thrusts between my thighs rough and deliberate, making sure to rub my little nub and slide passed my love tunnel without entering, making sure to get cover her cock in my juices.

"Yes...mmm...I'm Mommy's dirty little slut and cock sleeve. Use me as your little fuck toy, Mommy," I called out.

"One more question: Why weren't you wearing a bra or panties?" she asked, her cock now position at my entrance, the tip resting there torturously.

"Because," I squirmed **** for that cock inside me. "Because I wanted you to fuck me."

"Really? You were trying to seduce your own mother? You really are a fucking whore, aren't you?" again, I nodded at this question and was rewarded with her pulling me down onto her. Quickly, she re-handcuffed my hands and proceeded to fuck me in relative silence until she came deep within me again, me having cum about 3 dozen times it felt like.

By the time we were done, I was pretty hungry and thirsty and exhausted. As was Olivia, apparently, as she said, "Alright, well, I think that's it for now. I should probably finish making breakfast."