Better to play another way.

You whimper and squirm and ache, every inch of your body telling you it NEEDS to be fucked, but its urgency also scares you. Playing secret sissy games is one thing, but going all the way is going too far. You decide it's best to play it safe.

"So uhm...what other ways can we...uhm experiment?" Your mommy smiles and pulls you back into a long, lustful kiss. She slides her hand down and brings your spurt slick cock up to her saliva slick clit and begins sliding them up and down against each other. You feel your knees go weak and she sets you back down on the couch, her hand still gripping your rubbing shafts. She positions her heavy hips so they are scissoring yours, and she begins grinding her clit against yours as she bends your head so that your moaning mouth finds her swollen nipples. You are sucking, sliding, throbbing, grinding, your hands groping blindly and blissfully, your mouth savoring your mommy's sweet sweat, your cock shooting off painfully hard against your mommy's slick shaft, only to have her to continue to ride you.

You whimper as your overstimulated shaft feels oversensitive but your mommy keeps grinding, swallowing your soft little sobs with her hungry mouth, goading low moans out of you with her tongue, until you feel your clit throbbing and shooting against your mommy's shaft even as it swells and spurts and coats you both with creamy cum. You are breathless, spent, unable to even move as your mommy slides down the couch to clean her mess with her tongue. She slides against your spent skin and shares the creamy mess with you in another in a series of cummy kisses that are becoming all too natural.

You catch your breath, practically cooing in her arms feeling her sissy shaft stir against your supple skin. "Now how about you help clean mommy up, baby belle?" You moan knowing you can't resist, and that this play could go uninterrupted like this long into the night. You don't know where you get the energy. Boy cums always felt so deflating and defeated after. Sissy squirts just make you hungry for more.

Your tongue trails down your mommy's beautiful bimbo body, cleaning her every inch before paying special attention to her thick nine inches. Your mommy twists and turns snakelike on the couch until you are entwined, sucking each other's sissy shafts. You can't believe that you eventually get hard again, but something about feeling your mommy's pulse as a thick vein slides across your tongue brings your clit throbbing back to life. You can't really consider it a cock right now. You can't fuck with it, its mostly floppy and soft, but if you suck it, stroke it, or grind against it just right, it swells and shoots. Currently its filling your mommy's mouth even as she fills yours.

More cummy kisses lead to a collapsed tangle on the floor. "Mmm baby that's sooo good. But if we keep going, you won't ever want to come back. Why don't we stop for the day and see what kind of games you feel like playing tomorrow?" As she says this, she doesn't stop kissing you, or crushing her breasts against you, or grinding her sissy clit against your thigh. It's confusing. Her word's make sense, but her body is so much more convincing.