Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Mom Does Anything:>Ep40

"Are you sure you want a taste?" Jenna asked, whispering. "I mean, don't we have to be careful? Don't we have

to wait until my dad says it's okay for you to fuck me?" "Now you turn into a tease," | whispered, groaning and

leaning forward.

"Uh-uh." Jenna pulled her hand away from my mouth and shoved her honey-drenched fingers between her lips.

She sucked, making wet sounds and humming as though she were satisfying her hunger. "Go down there and get

a taste if you need one so badly."

| groaned, closing my eyes and said, "I--"

"Ahem," Mom said and not from behind the couch but from in front of us. She had walked around the dining

room and into the living room, and she had a full view of Jenna lying on the couch with her skirt on her tummy

and her pussy out in the open, saying hello to anyone who cared for a peek. | knew that that was what my

mother could see, and | hadn't even opened my eyes to check.

"I wasn't doing anything," | said, keeping my eyes closed.

"Jenna," Mom said, "you need to pull your skirt down and cover up your virginity. It doesn't matter how pretty it

is; you should leave it to Mark's imagination."

"Yes, Mrs. Hornsby," Jenna said, shifting on the couch as she adjusted her skirt.

| kept my eyes closed, my breathing rising while | fought to keep calm.

"And Jenna," Mom said.

"Yes?"

"You should start wearing panties when you're in my home."

"Yes, Mrs. Hornsby," Jenna said.

| opened my eyes. Jenna's entire body had turned bright pink. Breathing deeply to calm myself, | turned my head

and looked at my mother.

"Do you know what you two need?" Mom asked, and before we could answer, she continued with: "A swim. A dip

in the pool will cool you off. Go and change into your bikini, Jenna, and meet us in the backyard." "Yes, Mrs.

Hornsby," Jenna said, sliding off the couch and hurrying to the door. She left, leavingalone with Mom.

"I didn't touch her," | said. "I promised that."

"You didn't?" Mom asked, crossing her arms beneath her breasts.

"We pecked each other on the lips a couple of times." | shrugged. "Smooches. It's the skind of kiss grandma

would give me, puckered lips and nothing else."

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"Not even passion?" Mom asked. "I don't believe that you'd kiss Jenna the sway you'd kiss your

grandmother."

"l...." | said and shook my head.

"Chere."

| stood and walked over to Mom, unable to speak. My heart sped up the way it would when | was a kid whenever

| couldn't tell if | was about to get an ear full of my mother's anger or not. | had fingered my mother. | had licked

her asshole and eaten her pussy--| had made my mother come, and | had had my cock in her mouth, yet Mom

was still able to be just my mother.

"Your Jenna is a bad girl," Mom said as | stopped in front of her. "Coming into my hwithout her panties and

then trying to tempt my son with her young pussy."

Holy shit. Mom's words made my cock tingle, and the tightness beneath my jeans pressed down on my prick

hard, forcingto flex my cock to fight the discomfort.

"| didn't do that for your father until | was eighteen," Mom whispered. "And a half."

"There's a lot of experience in that half," | said.

"Shut up, smartass." Mom licked her lips. "Giveyour right hand."

| lifted my hand, and Mom took it. She looked at my fingers while pressing her thumbs into my palm and her

fingertips into the back of my hand. For the next minute, Mom turned my hand back and forth, her eyes drifting

over every line of my digits, then she folded all but my middle finger down and lookedin the eye with a

sudden meekness. She opened her mouth in a small 'O' while leaning forward and sliding her lips over the tip of

my finger. Her eyes never left mine. "Umm," | moaned as Mom's tongue swirled around my digit. She lowered

her mouth over my finger, never breaking contact eye contact with me. She tookdown to the last knuckle,

then withdrew, then moved down again, then withdrew, picking up speed as her lips tightened around on my

digit width.

"Mmm, mmm, umm, mmm," Mom moaned around my finger, leaving her saliva behind. She pushed my ring

finger alongside my middle and sucked it one into her mouth. She changed the angle of her sucking, rolling her

head to the left and right, varying the depths of her head-bobbing and the pitch of the hungry sounds that left

her throat while never breaking contact with my eyes.

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"Mom," | said, sighing. "We should go upstairs."

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My eyes widened: Jenna!

"We need to change," Mom said.

"We?" | asked.

"Yes," Mom said, "I'm going to chaperone your date."