Dessert before Dinner

Later in the afternoon, I hear a knock on my door. "Come in!" I answer. I worked the past few hours and made steady progress on Noox. The product is nearing an initial release state, thankfully. I make a mental note to discuss it with Ashley later to ensure she is also prepared for what we do next. I popped my second nootropic a short while ago, so my brain is freshly doped and ready for whatever the evening holds.

I open the door to find Mom in a silk robe embroidered with cherry blossoms, and her blond hair tied in a bun behind her head with a long hairpin locking it in place. She tugs at the belt loop of the silk bathrobe with one hand. "Dom? Ready for your massage?" The smile on her lips is seductive and, alongside her perfectly applied makeup and the nearly invisible mesh of stockings on her feet, jump-starts my imagination of what she has in store for me.

I grin at her. The scene of vanilla wafts across the hallway from her dimly lit room. I see the flicker of a candle in the gloom over her shoulder. "Aren't I supposed to be the one to light the candles and set the mood?" I ask, as she takes my hand and slowly pulls me into her room. Mom pushes the door closed behind us, wrapping us in shadows, before answering.

"I told you earlier... I would like to be the one giving a massage, this time. What do you think?" she asks. I consider the submissive trait I discovered in my Mom earlier. Could it be that she wants to serve me in that way? Or, is this her attempt at seduction? Both?

In either case, the thought of this beautiful woman massaging me in the dim light of her bedroom renders the point moot. "It sounds wonderful to me, Mom," I answer. Before she can direct me, I pull my shirt overhead and toss it onto the floor, then kick off my shorts. My already hardening cock springs free.

Mom giggles and caresses my shoulder. "Well, in a hurry, are we?" she asks. She takes my hand again and guides me onto her bed. I slide onto her warm comforter and sigh as she climbs on top of my lap, my cock brushing against the silk of her robe.

"Mom," I murmur, as she slowly rubs my neck with her hands. Her eyes are only inches from mine, but she stays focused on her task. Her fingers dig into my muscles, slowly and tenderly, and I already ache for more of her touch.

"Yes, dear?" she answers as her hands slide down onto my biceps. She slides closer to my waist, and my cock is sandwiched between the warmth of her silk-covered groin and my stomach.

"You are beautiful," I whisper, as I lean into her embrace and tease her neck with my lips. A soft moan escapes her lips as she grinds herself against me, but she catches herself and stops. One hand comes to my chest, and she pushes me down onto my back, still sitting on my waist.

"Will you tell me more?" she purrs. Her hands roam across my chest, massaging my pectorals, and teasing my sides. My cock works its way under her robe and presses against more silky fabric and warm flesh. She rolls her hips against me, and the feeling of her pussy so close to me triggers a wave of tremors should my relaxing muscles.

"I will tell you anything, Mom," I answer back, my voice soft and low. "A month ago, I never imagined you would be with me like this. That we would be so close." Her legs tighten around my thighs, squeezing me, as she smiles. "I've learned so much more about you. Things I should have already known. Things I should have never forgotten." Her touch grows weak for a moment, as her smile falters. "But it has only caused me to appreciate you more. To understand you better."

Mom slides down my body until her ass presses against the top of my knees, freeing my cock from her embrace. Her smile is back, accompanied by flushing cheeks. She leans over onto the side of the bed, causing her silk robe to pull up and giving me a glimpse of the surprise she has in store for me: nude stockings, pinned up with a vibrant blue garter belt and matching thong. I gulp, unable to look away. "I've always thought you are beautiful. My friends told me you were. I could see it," I continued, still admiring the smoothness of her legs and the shadows between them as she finally found what she was looking for. A clear bottle... massage oil, I realize. "I never realized how sexy you are, though. Your energy. The passion you've shown me. Even the thought of you makes my cock twitch, Mom."

She giggles, smiling. "Dom," she purrs. "I bought this oil intending for you to use it on me, but I thought... you deserve it more." Her other hand undoes the silk knot of her robe, and she sheds the garment in one smooth movement.

"Oh my," I stutter, admiring her beauty. Mom, the woman I've only ever seen in workout clothes and a few nice dresses at best, sitting before me in seductively sheer blue lingerie. Her breasts sit firmly in an open-cup lacy bra, bared to me in their entirety but still framed in soft lace. Her nipples are pink and hard, enticing me, but my eyes break away to wander down the rest of her body. Blue lace meets her toned abdomen, wrapped in a matching lacy garter belt. A thong covers her mound, shadowed by her neatly trimmed pubic hair in the shape of a rectangle, and disappears between the barely visible curves of her ass cheeks. A pair of sheer stockings finishes her ensemble.

"Mom, I am stunned... Stunned," I mumble, admiring her. "You are amazing. I... want you." Mom... No, no woman, has ever seemed so beautiful as she does to me in this moment. Beautiful, seductive, and mine. A sense of possessiveness and urgency skirts through the edge of my mind, but I push it aside as a result of the nootropic.

Still smiling, Mom pulls the hairpin from her bun, and her blonde hair falls around her shoulders in a silent whoosh. She squirts some of the massage oil into her hands and lathers them until her fingers glisten in the low light. She digs into my chest again, her fingertips seeming to search for something within me. I melt into her bed as she plies me with oil, coating my shoulders, neck, and abdomen. Her oiled hands brush against my cock once, twice, and again as she works her way lower. Each touch is an electric shock that I fight to contain.

"Dom, I want you too," she finally answers, her voice hardly a whisper, as her hands wrap around my cock. She grips me firmly, slowly jacking me and sending waves of pleasure throughout me. My desire builds as my skin flushes with heat. Mom feels even warmer against me, her hands soft and demure despite the hunger in her eyes and the energy in her movements.

Her hands pick up pace, and I feel as though the tide is going out, welling into a crashing wave. Energy coils within me. "Mom..." I murmur. "I'm going to cum."

"Cum for me, Dom. Cum on me," she purrs. Her eyes lock with mine as she strokes me even faster. She bites her lip and removes one hand from my cock. It sinks between her legs, and her breathing breaks into a moan as she rubs her pussy over her underwear. "Ah, Ah, Dom," she whimpers, eyes still locked with mine. Her hand slams up and down my shaft, coated in the massage oil.

The energy coiled within me leaps free as I orgasm. Every muscle tenses and I instinctively rise to meet Mom's lips with mine. "Ah!" I moan, my tongue intertwining with hers, as cum leaps from my cock and coats her hand. Her other hand continues rubbing herself as my orgasm calms, but it stops as I sag against her.

"Thank you, Mom. You are wonderful... This lingerie is so seductive. You have a wonderful body... I appreciate now all of that work you put into maintaining it," I murmur into her ear. Goosebumps rise on her arm at the sensation of my breath caressing her.

"Anything for you, dear. Maybe next time we can last a little longer," she answers, grinning. She kisses me once more and releases my cock, which sags against me. I feel her thighs tense as she prepares to slide off of me, but I grab her waist with my hands and hold her in place.

I lean back and smile. "Next time? I'm not done with you, Mom. Not at all."

She bites her lips and nods, silently, and I again pick up on her underlying submissiveness. Subconsciously, my nootropic brain files the moment away for later consideration.

I kiss her again. Slow and passionate, our lips tease each other in a waltz of pleasure. She giggles as I pull her lower lip between mine and nibble it with my teeth. My cock is already hardening, eager for more. "Mom, I don't want this to end," I murmur, as I kiss her neck and down her sternum.

"Me either, Dom," she whispers back, cradling my head between her arms and guiding my lips onto her soft breasts. My cock thunders at the feeling of her flesh, then again as I take her nipple into my mouth and gently suck on it. "Oh!" she whimpers, pulling me closer to her. My hands sink from her waist and around her back, down onto her ass.

I sigh at the feeling of her toned flesh in my hands and her hard nipple in my mouth. I tease her with my teeth, eliciting murmurs from my Mom, and continue exploring her body. My hands sink lower, exploring more of her ass. One finger traces the fabric of her thong as it sinks between her ass cheeks. Past her ass hole and onto the soaked fabric covering her pussy. "Dom!" she moans, as my finger easily slides past the sheer fabric and sinks into the molten inferno between her legs.

"Mom, I want you," I murmur again, my words muddled by her nipple in my mouth, as I continue to finger her. Another finger joins in, and I savor the feeling of her body molding to my touch. Her back arches as her lips break into a silent cry. Her ass tenses against me. "Cum for me, Mom. Cum for your son," I say, grinning, and suck harder on her nipple. The words send her over the edge, and she shakes as her body releases her built-up tension.

"Cumming!" she whimpers, forcing herself against me so that my fingers go deeper. I feel her pussy tighten and flood around me. Her juices seep onto my hand as I temporarily slow my movements.

She sags against me as I continue to kiss and suck her breasts. "Dom," she whimpers, "what are you doing to me? I haven't cum like that... never mind," she says, as I slide my fingers from her pussy and tease her clit.

"Let's do sixty-nine," I say, and lay onto my back. Mom sits on my lap, still, eyes glazed over from her orgasm. "Remove your panties for me," I say.

She nods, smiling at me, and stands from the bed. Slowly, seductively, she turns away from me and undoes a tie on her stockings. They come off, hit the floor, and she looks back at me. "Enjoying the show?" she asks.

"I never want it to end." Mom giggles and bites her lip. She bends over, ass presented to me, and grabs the edge of her panties. They slide down her ass, inch by inch, until they hit the floor and reveal her soaked sex to me. Glistening, thick lips part to reveal a cherry-pink hole that leaks fluid down her thigh.

"I can't wait," I say, and leap from the bed. I immediately sink to my knees and press my tongue into her.

"Dom!" she moans, her knees buckling. She leans against her nearby dresser and arches her back more, making her body more accessible to my touch. My tongue licks and drags along her pussy, savoring her taste, until it hones in on the hard nub of her clit. Her body shivers as I find it and begin licking it in erratic movements. "I.... it's too much," she whimpers, although her ass pushes back against me in a desire that betrays her words.

My hands grab her hips and lock her in place, eliciting another whimper from her, then slide slightly lower onto her ass. I spread her cheeks and create more space. My nose presses against her asshole as my tongue dips into her pussy, and she rolls her hips. Not thinking, I slide my tongue higher and encircle her ass hole, savoring the feeling of her rough sphincter against me. "Dom! No! I never did..." she starts, but her words break into a moan as I punch my tongue into her asshole and slowly tease her. "Ah," she moans, "Dom... don't."

But her words are hollow. I slip two fingers back into her pussy as I lick her asshole, and it takes only moments for Mom to break into a leg-bending orgasm. Her desire floods from her lips and coats my chin, running down my neck and onto my chest. Her toned buttcheeks press against my face, squeezing my lips from either side and forcing my tongue deeper into her ass, as she loses control of her legs.

I leap to my feet and grab a hold of her before she can fall. I support her chest as she leans back into me. My cock slides between her thighs as if returning home, rubbing against her quivering pussy as I imagine the feeling of bending her over again and sliding inside of her.

Her head lols against me as she recovers. "Mom, are you alright?" I ask, as one second turns into several.

"Just... recovering," she whispers, a soft smile on her lips. "How are you feeling?"

"My dick feels like it is going to explode," I answer, and she giggles. She teases me by squeezing her thighs together and leaning forward while rolling her hips. Her pussy rubs against my cock, coating it in fluids, and I shiver.

"I can fix that," she says, her voice broken by a soft moan each time my cock brushes her clit.

Her hips pick up speed as she leans forward against the dresser again. I bite my lip as she squeezes my cock between her thighs and slides back and forth, teasing me.

"Mom, as much as I love this, I want our first union to be another day... If you keep going, I won't be able to stop myself from slamming my cock into you. Please... suck it, instead," I break out, barely restraining myself. Mom's ass and pussy stare up at me, eager for my touch, and I realize I have been fingering her again as she rubs my cock between her thighs.

"Okay, dear," she says, giggling, and releases me. I sigh, not sure how much longer I can last.

Turning, she guides me back to the bed and pushes me onto the edge. I land with a thud, and she drops to her knees between my legs. She runs a hand along my thigh and onto my cock, the touch of her already sending shivers down my spine again. I look into her beautiful eyes and feel her blonde hair brush against my cock head. I pull her hair behind her back for her, and stroke her cheek.

"Suck it, Mom. Suck your son's dick," I murmur, and she nods. Without waiting, her thin lips meet my cock head, part, and swallow me. "Fuck, Mom!" I moan, as my length sinks deeper into her mouth. Her tongue lathers and teases me, while her hand continues to caress my unswallowed cock.

My aching cock head pushes against something... Her throat, I realize. She pauses there for a moment, breathing, and then slowly pulls my cock back out. I am surprised she managed to take so much--almost seven inches of rock-hard meat, without blinking.

She smiles at me, still stroking me, then does it again. Again. Faster. Her lips surge against my cock as she bobs her head up and down, taking my length into her mouth as far as it will go, each moment of my cock pressing against her throat sending me one step closer to the edge.

Her other hand slides up my thigh and gently teases my balls, adding a new sensation to an already overwhelming one. "Fuck, Mom, I won't last much longer," I moan.

She purrs in acknowledgment, her throat sending a faint vibration along my shaft, and I lose control. Darkness closes in as an orgasm thunders through my body and cum shoots into her mouth. Mom quickly swallows it, pump after pump, until it becomes too much. My cum shoots into her mouth and fills it, and she is **** to pull away from my dick. A final squirt blasts her lips just as she pulls off, and I feel another wave of desire take me as she swallows my cum, then licks her lips. Finally, she opens her mouth and reveals her tongue to me. "All gone," she murmurs. I caress her cheek with one hand, and she blushes, closing her mouth. "Sorry, Dom, I don't know why I just did that."

"Don't worry, Mom. I liked it. I like everything you do. You're the hottest woman I've ever seen. It's a miracle I restrained myself from going further with you tonight."

She smiles at me and winks. Her blush fades as we calm down, and she slides into bed next to me with a sigh. She sags into the mattress, clearly exhausted. "Will you stay with me tonight?" she asks, her voice hesitant. "Please? I would like for you to hold me."

I roll over in the bed next to her, my cum-coated cock flopping onto my thigh, and run an eye along her body. I pat the comforter beside me, and she nestles her near-naked body against mine. My hand subconsciously grasps her breast and strokes her soft flesh.

"Mom... I will never leave you," I whisper into her ear, as my cock stirs again, eager for more.