Literotica Lover

It was Monday night and both Mom and I loved Monday Night Football. It was the first pre-season game. She told me I could have two beers during the game so I had better spread them out if I wanted them to last to the end. I didn't really care about the beer. I was just liked the idea of sitting with her.

"Come on, Mom, the game is starting," I called from the family room. A moment later she came in. She was wearing a short summer maternity dress and was barefooted. I said, "There she comes, barefoot and pregnant."

"Very funny," she answered and stuck her tongue out at me. Then she laughed and sat down next to me, our thighs touching.

"Doesn't get any better than this," I said, lifting my first beer. "A beer, popcorn, a football game and a sexy woman."

"It that order," she said with a pout.

"A sexy woman, beer, popcorn, and football," I quickly responded.

"That's better," she said as she snuggled into my arm.

We watched the game quietly for a few minutes. I wanted to kiss her so bad I could taste it. When a commercial came on I turned and pressed my lips to hers. She moaned and opened her mouth to my insistent tongue. When the commercial was over we parted breathlessly. I tried to kiss her again, but she said, "commercial."

Fortunately there are a lot of commercials on Monday Night Football. By half time I was kissing her passionately and feeling her breasts over her dress with each pause in the game. I was a little disappointed that she had chosen to wear a dress where there was no way to get my hand underneath. I tried another tactic and rested my hand on her bare thigh. As I kissed her I slowly moved my hand upward until it was under her dress. I was almost gasping for breath as my hand made it's way across the silky skin of her thighs. But before I reach my goal, Mom pulled away and shook her head. I wondered why, but I was far to excited to analyze it at that point. I contented myself with playing with her thighs, although never reaching her pussy.

By halftime we were in quite a state of arousal. Mother broke our kiss and whispered something to me. It was said so softly I couldn't quite hear her. "What?" I asked and listened carefully.

"I want you to use your mouth on me," she whispered.

My eyes opened wide and I stared at her hoping I had heard her right. She stood up and slowly walked out of the family room. She had done this before and I knew what it meant now. I jumped up and ran up the stairs. I paused at her door, breathing heavily, suddenly wondering if I had actually heard her correctly. But my cock was pulsing in my pants and I was not going to miss this chance.

Tentatively I pushed the door open. A bedside lamp lit the room and I could see my mother lying crosswise on the bed totally naked. As I drew closer I could see pussy juice trickling from her swollen pussy and she was gently moving her finger across her clit.

I stared at her for a long moment. I couldn't get enough of the vision in front of me. Then I quickly stripped to my underwear.

I stared for another long moment at her wet pussy until a long trickle of juice ran from the opening and across her tight pink asshole. I wasn't a novice when it came to oral sex, but I honestly had never seen a pussy this gorgeous. My mother was not looking at me and she seemed embarrassed. Then I heard her gasp impatiently, "Eat me, David. Please eat me."

I didn't need a second invitation. I dropped to my knees and buried my face between her legs.

"Ahhhhhheeeee," I heard her scream as her soft thighs wrapped around my head.

I was suddenly lost in another world. A world where my entire existence consisted of my mother's sweet pussy and her soft thighs wrapped around my head. I will never forget the first taste of her pussy. Juice was bubbling from her hole as my tongue split her lips and dove deep inside. When I pulled my tongue back it was covered with her thigh juices. I went back for more.

Somewhere, far off, I could hear moaning and gasping, but it didn't seem real. The only real thing was my mouth and my mother's sweet hole. I licked and sucked for a long time before I felt her thighs tighten around my head. Suddenly her pussy gushed, filling my mouth with an incredible amount of juice. I swallowed and went back for more. I opened my mouth and sucked the entirety of her pussy lips into my mouth. Then I pushed them back out before plunging my tongue into her again. Finally, I found her swollen clit. As soon as I touched it, I felt her tense again and a second gush of juice poured out of her. I sucked her clit until the juice slowed and then moved my face down, letting her slick lips slip across my already saturated face. I could feel her sticky juice on my cheeks, my nose, and even my eyebrows. I reveled in it, moving my face back and forth and up and down.

"Ohhhhh, David," I vaguely heard. I ignored it and continued to suck her until she squirted a third time. I had been rubbing my cock on the bed and as I drank her juices, I climaxed in my underwear. Although at some other time and place I might have thought that was a waste, but not now. I was so consumed with pleasing my mother that my climax was secondary.

I continued to eat her for a long time. I stopped only when I realized that her legs had gone limp on my shoulders. When I pulled back I saw that her eyes were closed and she was breathing regularly. She had either passed out or fallen asleep. I stood up and gently moved her legs onto the bed and then threw an afghan over her. Then I bent and gently kissed her lips before going to bed.

I didn't bother to brush my teeth or wash my face that night. I wanted to feel and taste her for the rest of the night. I woke up later and jerked off, still tasting my mother and feeling her dried juices on my face.