Mom again

A sly smile forms around her lips as you must have said what she wanted to hear. "Come." she orders as she walks over to the couch again. Submissively you obey. Soon after she has you positioned almost sitting on her lap. The way she is holding you, she has complete access to your most private places. When her fingertips make contact with your wet slit, your hips jerk a bit from your intense lust. Slowly she begins to caress you, stimulating you with the experience of a whole life as a woman.

"You are so wet, its unbelievable.", she whispers in your ear. "I misjudged you, Layla, I thought you were my sweet little daughter, but now it turns out you are a slut. Our slut..." Her words reach your core and send of a whole new tingle in your spine.

"Repeat after me, Layla: I am a slut"

"I am a slut", you breathlessly repeat her words, acting on the instinct to make whoever fingers you, happy. The orgasm is so very near now.

She giggles joyfully. "I thought so. And I know exactly what to do with little sluts."

Suddenly her fingers are gone, right before the relieving orgasm reaches you. Frustrated you yelp and rush to finish the job yourself, just to find that your mom is tightly holding your wrists. "Uhuhuh, no fiddling without my permission, little slut."

You can hear her laughing at the cruel denial she enforces upon you.

"You see, I always found it funny when people say that guys only think with their dicks, when really it is just as hard for a little slut like you to concentrate right now." Her teasing is overwriting your common sense as your mother keeps balancing you just on the edge of orgasm.

But her next words really make clear what all this teasing business was about: "Give me the permission to make the decisions for you.", she whispers in your ear. "Just see the state you are in right now. Barely able to hold a thought. You need someone to take care of you. Submit to me and I promise I will take good care of you.", stern and demanding she looks you in the eye while carefully playing with your clit a bit to keep you high on the edge but every time stopping just before you have the chance to cum.

With dread you try to stop yourself from giving her the clearance to basically do whatever she wants with you, but your body doesn't listen to you anymore. "Ok. I'll allow it, just please let me cum!", you blurt out, overcome by the **** need for your orgasm.

"Good girl", she purrs satisfied and pushes you over the edge with just a few flicks against your clit. The orgasm is spectacular, and you are in complete bliss as you twitch and tremble, moaning out your slutiness. The waves keep on coming until you break down completely exhausted and spend. While your mom is petting your hair you slowly come down from your height.