Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Mom Does Anything:>Ep17

| followed her to the kitchen island, talking to her as she made herself a snack of fruits cut down to bite-sized

portions. Every slice of her knife made her titties shake. Mom knew | was looking at them because sometimes

she'd say, "Don't stand with your head hunched; it's bad for your posture." Then she'd go back to cutting with a

smile on her face. When she had finished cutting her fruits, she pushed her plate to the right so that it lay

between us, but | wasn't in the mood to snack on an array of neatly assorted fruits.

| pulled out my camera, snapping more pictures of her, her cheeks filling with pink with every click of the button.

She continued eating even as the digital shutter snapped away. We talked about my senior year of high school,

about college, about the possibility ofgetting a job to keepbusy.

| laughed when she said that, but then I said, "I think a job would be good for me, but I'm not going to let it ruin

my social life." | smiled at her. "I have commitments."

Mom's lips tightened, but then she put her hands together and stretched them over her head, inverting her

palms and arching her back. Her breasts pushed toward me, her nipples hard and thick as they attempted to cut

through her shirt. She stretched so high that she rose onto her tiptoes, and maybe she meant to, or maybe she

didn't, but the barest hint of the bottom of her breasts cinto view. | snapped a quick picture, and Mom

relaxed and went back to eating. Meanwhile, | stared at her picture, my cock throbbing as | admired the bottom

roundness of her tits. As Mom talked about something, college, I think, and that perhaps it would be best if |

went to school somewhere out of the state so that | could get a taste of the real world on my own.

"Yeah, that's the reason | should go to school out of state," | said.

Mom continued talking, and | moved from where | was, walking around her. Mom's eyes followed me, and then

she turned her head over her right shoulder as far as she could as | stopped several feet behind her and then

backed up several feet more.

"Well...." Mom said, still trying to look at me.

"Can you spread your legs a little," | said, making my question a statement the way | had upstairs in her office.

Mom continued standing straight up and down. She lowered her right hand to the fruits, plucking a strawberry

from the plate. Her hand went up, and the strawberry disappeared as Mom brought it to her mouth. | pictured

her full lips opening and the deep red of the strawberry touching the bed of her tongue, her fingers clutching the

stem and holding the strawberry lightly as her teeth closed, slicing the fruit in half. Juices exploded in my mind's

eye, and Mom's cheeks rippled, and her tongue bobbed as she chewed on her delicate, mid-morning treat.

"Your legs, Mom," | said as | stared down at her ass and the white string riding her crack. "Spread them."

Mom chewed, creating a wet sound, and then she sighed as she stepped her feet apart, first the left and then

the right, widening her stance. Her outer labia pulled to the sides, so smooth and tender, giving my camera the

perfect view of that crescent cunny bulge between her legs.

"Lean forward," | whispered as | knelt. "And stick your butt out." | didn't sound like myself in my own ears.

"Mark," Mom snapped. "Don't talk tolike that. I'm still your mother."

"Stick it out, please." A pulse shot through my cock, dropping a thick load of sticky precum into my shorts. "It's a

great view, Mom. | don't think Jenna could look this good from here, but I'm willing to find out."

Mom released a long breath that sounded like exasperation. It was a sound | knew well. When | was younger, and

Mom would taketo the park, she always made that sound about an hour after | had first begged her for just

one more push on the swing, or one more slip down the slide or one more anything, and Mom would give--my

mother really would do anything for me.

My cock throbbed again.

Mom bent forward, still holding her strawberry, and placed her elbows on the island's marble top. Her lower back

arched, her spine barely visible, the little bumps pushing against her sensual skin, and her legs straightened,

making her muscles go taut and adding a sexy firmness to the swan-like grace of her limbs.

"Yeah," | whispered, my voice not as shaky as it had been. "Perfect."

| needed to find out how far Mom was willing to go, and | needed to find out soon.

| snapped a picture. Then | snapped another. Mom tried to stand, but | said, "Not yet," in a low growl, and she

made a wet, clicking noise with her tongue, but she leaned back onto her elbows. "I need to video this." "Mark,"

Mom said, almost pouting.

"You said | could video you."

Mom did pout this time, and more

precum left my balls, making my

sack tingle as my cock conviised

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Idanad arther forward, stretching her

upper body along the counter. | heard

the plate of fruit slide across the

marble island as | hit my phone's

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| captured Mom's body, panning the

camera down one leg, then up, then

down the other, then up again. |

moved the camera to the side and

recorded my mother's small feet

before bringing the gaprabiatk to

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thatspdsiaPbit of love between her

thighs. | zoomed in on her pussy, first

on the outer edges, moving the

camera in so close that | could see

the smoothness of her skin. The twin

bulges of her labia made my balls

ache, and they seemed to open and

spread forthe longer | focused

my camera on them--natural-born

stars. The fabric of her panties

pushed inward against her slit,

turning a darker shade of white as

her wetness dripped from her. The

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"Almost done?" Mom asked, her voice breathy and shaky.

"Almost," | said and moved closer to her. "Mark," Mom whispered. "Almost."

| stopped with the camera about six

inches from her cunny. | took a deep

breath, trying to calm my heartbeat,

and that's when an intoxicating

fragrance caressed m nostrils.

inside ed eul makin em flare as

thirelds of pink mists curled about

them. Mom's pussy. Mom's pussy

perfume. She smelled like flowers

and sweetness, and her fragrance

clung to the hollow of my nostrils,

thickening and blooming with the

promise of sex and the keen notes of

her desire. Holy shit, this was that

intoxicating scent that cfrom

nowhere but instantly made a person

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