I was lying in bed, scrolling through my phone when I heard a knock on my door. I looked up, expecting it to be my dad, but instead, my mother walked in. She was tall and skinny, with tiny tits and nipples that were so hard they were practically poking through the fabric of her shirt. But she wasn't wearing a shirt. In fact, she was only wearing high heels.
She approached the bed, her eyes fixated on my crotch. "I've been thinking about your cock all day," she said, her voice husky.
I was taken aback. "Mom, what are you doing?" I asked, trying to sound firm.
But she ignored my question and climbed onto the bed, spreading her legs wide. "I want you to eat my ass juices," she said, her tone demanding.
I hesitated, but my curiosity got the best of me. I leaned in and took a tentative lick. She moaned in pleasure, grabbing my head and pushing me deeper. I couldn't help but feel a stirring in my pants as I tasted her.
After a few minutes, she pulled away and looked at me with a serious expression. "I need something more," she said.
She reached for my pants and pulled them down, revealing my erect cock. "I want to suck the cum out of you and feed on it," she said, her eyes sparkling.
I was shocked. "Mom, that's wrong," I said, but my voice was weak.
She ignored my protest and took me in her mouth, sucking and licking with expertise. I couldn't help but moan in pleasure, my hands reaching for her head.
She pulled away, a string of cum connecting our bodies. "Delicious," she said, licking her lips.
She looked at me with a playful smile. "You're my favorite snack," she said, patting my head like a child.
I was left in shock, my mind racing with a mix of confusion and arousal. She got off the bed, adjusting her high heels. "I'll see you tomorrow for more," she said, leaving the room with a wink.
I lay there, my mind reeling. I had just had the most intense sexual experience of my life with my own mother. It was wrong, I knew it was wrong, but I couldn't deny the excitement that was building up inside of me. I couldn't wait for tomorrow.
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