Under the apron

Your original goal of getting Mom up a level on the KDK now was forgotten as you let your fingers squeeze her ass, studying her reaction for how far she was going to let you go.

She didn’t admonish you and the only reaction was her checking the doorway leading into the kitchen to make sure you weren’t being watched.

You had already stopped preparing yourself for the night to come when it came to limiting your orgasms but you were feeling in the mood to focus on Mom in this moment, your hands already roaming her body and the thought of returning the favour to mirror her giving you a blowjob last time only felt right to you.

Without Mom being any the wiser, you grabbed a tea towel from the counter and let it fall to the ground, hoping to give your knees a tiny bit more comfort if you were able to fold it when you got down.

You gave Mom a chaste kiss on the lips before you moved to her neck and over to her collarbone, trying to kiss any bare skin she had on show for you. Then skipping to her arm, you let yourself lower as you moved to kiss her hand still down at her side.

Only when you were on your knees and you leaned in to kiss her thigh did Mom seem to guess what you were doing, biting her lip before giving another cautious look around.

Not a word was spoken between you as you lifted up her apron and the dress underneath to take a look at her underwear and the prize within.

At that point, you wasted no time in pulling her panties down past her thighs and letting Mom kick them away and off her legs once they reached her ankles.

You once again begin kissing her thighs, moving from one leg to the other giving them equal attention with your lips. Slowly, you inched your way closer towards her pussy feeling the heat between her legs as you felt how wet she already was. Mom let in a sharp breath as you let your tongue taste her, her hands moving to rest over the apron just above where your head was.

She snaked them inside to hold your hair in her hands just before you earnestly started to lick her pussy, feeling her clench her fingers at the contact just so she had something to hold herself in place.

Those were all the signs you needed to continue doing whatever you wanted and you let your tongue part her folds and push deeper inside her, trying your best in your inexperience to see what made her react the most. Having her directly hold on to you gave you a big indication of what she liked, her fingers gripping harder if she liked something and soon it felt like she was pressing your mouth directly into her pussy.

“Oh fuck… Oh…” you heard her start to mumble, trying your best not to smile as you heard her swear.

You continued to ramp things up, feeling her desire begin to build and tasting every drop that was flowing into your mouth, not getting enough of the taste as you kept kissing and licking her. Mom’s moans continued to get louder and she was unable to control her volume, the room filling with her voice as she got worked up.

As she started getting close, Mom’s hands locked you in place with a **** like grip, only for her to release the tension, repeating over and over again as if she was riding a wave that was only bringing her higher and higher.

You wouldn’t have stopped even if you wanted to but finally you felt a change as her whole body started to tense, knowing you were getting close to pushing her over the edge. Mom tried to squirm away from you as the pleasure rose but that only made you pin her more firmly against the kitchen counter behind her. She still tried to wriggle away but your hands still holding her ass for support kept her steady, letting you continue fucking her with your tongue without any way for her to escape.

Finally, you felt her start to quiver and the moans and swearing came to a stop, her body tensing fully, her hands gripping your head, completely trying to hold herself back and failing to do so.

A flood hit your tongue as she shook and you eagerly continued to drink her cum as she let her orgasm hit her, the pleasure having heightened until she could handle it no more. Her hand tapped urgently on your head when she became too sensitive and only then did you slowly back away, still keeping your hands on her ass. It was only partially for your benefit that you kept them there as the other part of you was worried she might fall over, her legs almost giving up while you held her in place.

You pulled your upper body back and freed yourself from the confines of her dress, the air feeling colder as you had been able to keep yourself occupied with Mom’s body heat. Especially your lips now felt the cooler air as you licked them clean, knowing that you would never not enjoy the taste for as long as you lived.

Now that you were free, you got to look up and see that Mom had her head leaned back, her eyes closed but she would have been staring at the ceiling as she tried to catch her breath, as if unable to look down while she recovered from what you had just down to her. That let you look at her heaving chest without any guilt and all you could do was smile as you witnessed the state that you had put her in.

And that was the sight that Mom saw when she finally felt the urge to look down at you, her hands going to cover her face as she looked embarrassed.

“I’ve done a lot more than just look at you, you don't have to hide yourself at this point” you teased, getting her to slowly move her hands away.

You didn’t know what she was going to do next in order to try and move past her embarrassment but in order to just add a bit of fuel to the fire, you quickly pocketed her underwear that had been discarded and hid them out of her sight.

Rising from your knees, you made sure she was steady on her feet before you met her eye to eye, giving her a quick kiss on the forehead that made her blush once again and making an attempt at restarting the conversation while you had little time left to spare.