MY MOTHER SUSAN part17
by Hot Milfs BlogAfter several minutes, she stirred. I slowly pulled my fingers from
her body and then just hugged her ass and her hips, softly raining kisses on
her buttocks, murmuring sounds of love.
“You’re not finished are you?” she asked in a tone of alarm,
looking back over her shoulder.
Kneeling, I thrust my still-hard cock in her direction and asked,
“Does this *look* like I’m finished?”
“Oh, good! Fuck me now, won’t you? From the back?”
With renewed vigor, she again pointed her butt at me. Holding her
hips in my hands, I pushed at her, but my cock missed her pussy repeatedly
until she reached back between her legs and, taking my errant dick in her
hand, guided it to her cunt’s entrance.
“There!” she declared with some pride of accomplishment.
Then, as I slowly stroked in and out of her soggy sex, she reached
back again and caressed my balls, cupping them in the palm of her hand.
“God, Billy! You’ve got huge balls!”
I suppose I took it as a judgement and said lamely, “Uh, I guess if
some of that growth went into my dick rather than my nuts, I’d have a big
cock.” It’s true that men are always concerned about the size of their
dicks.
“Baby, it’s perfect. It just couldn’t be any better. You couldn’t
pleasure me more. And you know? I *want* you to fuck my ass. If it
were any bigger, I don’t think I could take it there.”
We fell silent, grunts and sighs excepted, as we continued this
languorous coupling. Still holding her hips, looking down at the beauty of
my cock slipping into her swollen cunt . . . in and out . . . in and out. The
old in-an-out game.
Riding the pleasurable plateau, content for the moment, I
remembered something she had said and asked, “Did you really know that I
was . . . uh, lusting for you . . . all those months?”
“Sure. Oh, it shocked me at first. Thrilled me too. But I was
shocked and didn’t know how I felt really. I suppose it really hit home
when you were massaging my feet and looking under my dress. I was a
little tipsy and it gave me a thrill . . . that you were attracted to me.”
“Then what?” I asked.
“Then what? I don’t know. I was confused. You know. Mother’s
duty. Conventional morality. I was horny. You’re father . . . well, let’s
leave that alone for now, OK?”
“OK, but tell me, was I so obvious?”
“Yes and no, Billy. You weren’t rude or anything, but for someone
like me, someone who already loved you and who was affection starved, I
was a set up. I was very aware of your attention. Looking for it even.”
I began patting her butt with the palm of my right hand. “Did you
know about . . . about the panties?”
“What about them? That you liked to touch ‘em? I knew that right
away, but it was a while before I saw you pick them up to smell them.
That what you mean?”
I picked up the pace of the patting. Now it was a soft spanking,
first on one cheek, then on the other. “Yeah. I was afraid you’d find out,
but I couldn’t stop. They’re so erotic. I love the scent of you.”
“Hmmm, that feels good on my butt.” She wiggled her ass and,
glancing over her shoulder, she continued, “So, I thought about it and
decided it wouldn’t hurt to enter into a little game with you. I knew that
this wasn’t going anywhere . . . we’d never actually *do* anything, but I
…End of the part17. To be continued..