I was lying in bed, scrolling through my phone when I heard a knock on my door. I sighed, annoyed at the interruption. I was on a roll, finally making some progress in the latest video game I was obsessed with.
"Come in," I called out, not bothering to hide my irritation.
The door creaked open, and in walked my Mother, wearing nothing but high heels and a seductive smile. I couldn't help but stare at her thick nipples, straining against the fabric of her shirt. She was always so confident, so unapologetic in her sexuality. It was both infuriating and arousing.
"Well, well, well," she purred, leaning against the doorframe. "Still in bed, I see. Lazy boy."
I rolled my eyes, trying to hide the fact that her words had ignited a spark in my belly. "I was just taking a break," I muttered.
She chuckled, sauntering over to the bed. "A break from what? Your video games?"
I nodded, unable to meet her gaze. She was so close now, I could smell her perfume, a heady mix of vanilla and musk.
She climbed onto the bed, straddling me. I could feel the heat radiating off her body, and I couldn't help but stare at the way her breasts moved as she shifted her weight.
"You know what I live on, don't you?" she whispered, her breath hot against my ear.
I shook my head, my heart pounding in my chest.
"Hot cum," she purred. "And I'm hungry."
Before I could react, she had reached down and pulled my boxers down, freeing my cock. She wrapped her hand around it, stroking it gently.
"Please," she begged, her eyes wide and pleading. "Let me suck the cum out of your cock. I need it."
I was taken aback, but I couldn't deny the arousal that was coursing through my veins. I nodded, unable to speak.
She wasted no time, her lips wrapping around my cock, her tongue swirling around the tip. I groaned, my head falling back against the pillow.
As she sucked, she spread her ass wide, showing off her juices. I couldn't help but stare, mesmerized by the way she moved, the way she took control.
I felt myself getting close, my hips bucking as I thrust into her mouth.
"That's it," she moaned, her voice muffled by my cock. "I can feel it. Give it to me."
With a final thrust, I came, my cum filling her mouth. She moaned with pleasure, swallowing every last drop.
When she was done, she looked up at me, her eyes shining with desire.
"Now, be a good boy and eat my ass juices," she commanded.
I hesitated, unsure of what to do. But she insisted, saying it was her favorite. I couldn't deny her anything, not when she looked at me like that.
So I did as she asked, burying my face between her cheeks. I licked and sucked, tasting her sweet, musky flavor.
When I was done, she praised me, calling me a good boy.
"Now, fuck me," she begged. "I need it."
But I declined, saying I wasn't ready.
She sighed, climbing off me.
"Fine, you're all talk," she said, playfully insulting me as she walked out of the room.
I lay there, spent and confused. But I couldn't deny the hunger that was still gnawing at me, the desire to give her what she wanted.
I knew it was only a matter of time before I gave in to her demands again.
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