Mommy knows best

You got back to your apartment, still very worked up from your aborted encounter with Tara. Your heart was pounding in your chest and your hands were shaking from the adrenaline. You went and took a shower in an attempt to calm yourself down, but it didn't help as much as you thought. The water was too hot and the steam only made your head spin more. Finally you just stripped down to your boxers and climbed into bed. You were just about to jerk off to release all the tension - something you realized was almost definitely what Tara expected - when you realized that there was a lump under the sheet on Sarah's side of the bed. Maybe she had decided to come stay the night after all. As you reached over and pulled down the covers, the woman on the other side of the bed sat up and swung a leg over you, now straddling you and your barely covered hard on. She was smiling a wicked smile and you could see the glint of mischief in her eyes.

Your mother's voice was low and husky as she spoke, her eyes holding a mischievous glint. "Oh, baby, I know Sarah was going to leave you unsatisfied tonight and I just couldn't accept that for my little boy. Of course, I doubt Sarah could really satisfy you after you get a good look at mommy's body."

Your mother was wearing a top that cinched towards her tiny waist and lifted her already magnificent breasts into even more impressive cleavage. The fabric was so tight that it looked like it might burst at any moment. You were afraid to look at what she was wearing below that as your already hard cock began to throb from where it was now pressing against her backside.

"Oh, you want this, don't you baby. You want this very badly."

"Mom, I don't...", you began to protest as some small part of you tried to remember this was inappropriate.

She leaned forward, putting a finger on your lips and saying, "Shhh... call me Mommy.", which made her magnificent breasts that much closer. Her eyes were heavy-lidded and her voice was husky as she continued, "Don't what baby? Don't want Mommy to put it in her mouth? Don't want to feel Mommy's sweet lips wrapped around you while her tongue teaches your body new levels of pleasure? Or don't want to feel it between Mommy's breasts? I bet Sarah never gave you a tit fuck, probably can't, so you've never seen your big cock disappear between a woman's big breasts the way it would for Mommy."

You couldn't believe what your Mommy was saying to you, and you could feel your erection growing with every word. You already wanted her, but somehow she was making you want her even more just with her naughty suggestions. Then she reached down and pulled aside the very thin panties she was wearing, exposing her tight, shaven pussy. It looked so beautiful you couldn't help but stare.

You stared at Mommy's lips, mesmerized by their fullness, their softness. You longed to taste her, to feel her mouth on yours. "Don't want to slide it into Mommy's tight, firm body and feel Mommy massage it with her masterful skills?", she teased. You moved your mouth in an attempt to respond, but no words came out. "Oh, I see you staring baby. Staring at Mommy's lips. You want to kiss Mommy's lips, is that it? That's why you don't want to do those other things. You want to taste Mommy down there, taste how sweet she is? Tell me that's what you want baby, and Mommy will let you. Tell Mommy that what will really make you happy is bringing Mommy pleasure." Her voice was like honey, and you felt yourself drawn to her. You nodded, unable to speak, and she smiled.

"Tell Mommy how much you want it, how much you need it."

"I want to taste you so badly Mommy, I need to kiss you and lick you."

She started sliding a finger in and out of herself as you spoke. "I don't know if I believe you baby. Tell me you want it more than Sarah."

"Mommy, I want to taste you more than I want to taste Sarah."

"Not good enough, baby boy. Tell Mommy, tomorrow when you get married and the pastor tells you to kiss, would you rather kiss your bride's lips or kiss Mommy's pussy."

"Your pussy Mommy, I'd rather kiss your pussy than Sarah's lips. Mommy's pussy is the only thing I can think about. I can't stop thinking about how badly I want to taste it. I want to kiss it and lick it and make it feel good."

"Good boy, Mommy won't leave you disappointed then. Show me how good you are at making Mommy happy.", she said as she slid up your body to sit on your face, spreading her lips with her fingers. The moment she was above you, the smell of her sex was too much for you, you had to have it. You began running your tongue over her sensitive surface, and she began to moan. Her taste was like ambrosia, and you drank in her moans like they were the sweetest music.

"Oh, yes, baby boy - you know what Mommy wants - give it to me. Give me that tongue. Show Mommy that you're her boy. Show Mommy that you love her more than anyone.", your Mommy's voice was soft and coaxing, her words dripping with honey and lust.

Each word she said just made you want to please her more as you used everything you'd learned about pleasing women to please your Mommy. You lost yourself in the act - forgetting that you were getting married in the morning. Forgetting that it was wrong to be eating out your Mommy's pussy. All you wanted right now was your Mommy's pleasure. You didn't know when you had started thinking of her as Mommy, but it was the only thing that felt right. The taste of her was like nothing you'd ever experienced. The feel of her tight walls gripping you as you licked her was better than anything you could have ever imagined. And the sounds she made... the little whimpers and moans... they were like music to your ears.

And you were rewarded by your mother moaning in increasing pleasure, and eventually screaming out as she released on your face, her juices pouring over your lips and into your mouth. They were warm and tasted absolutely wonderful, just like she said. She rode your face through three orgasms before she finally slid herself back and pulled her panties back over her still-throbbing pussy. Then she started to get up, a satisfied smirk on her face.

"Good boy, you've proven that you love Mommy more than that hussy Sarah.", she said as she began to pull on a pair of pants.

You stared at her desperately. Was she going to take her pleasure and leave? "Mommy, please..."

"Hush baby, don't be ****. You did your job - you showed Mommy how much you love her. It's all over your face, quite literally. But that's all Mommy needed tonight. Don't worry though sweetie, you'll get the chance to give Mommy more of your love."

You stared as your Mommy left your room, watching her spectacular ass sway in her tight shorts. The way her ass cheeks moved was hypnotizing, and you could see the outline of her pussy through the fabric. She turned at the door, winked and blew you a kiss. As if on trigger your over engorged cock released. You shot your load across the room. The smell of your cum mixed with the smell of your Mommy's sex, filling the air, and you collapsed onto the bed, spent.