Unspoken Pleasure

The cockhead touched the pearl slit of my mother's crotchless panties right before they kissed her glistening lips. I zoomed in, and Mom uttered a deep, "Uh," as the crown opened her pussyhole and found a home within her pink channel. "So thick," Mom whispered, sighing as the corona passed her lips, followed by the neck. Her knees continued to spread, forcing her soft pussy to gobble up more of the cock. "But not as thick as my son's, right, Mark?" "No," I said, shaking my head. "My dick is much bigger."

Mom's knees continued to spread, her pectineus muscles straining outward from where they connected her inner thighs to her pussy slope. I sighed, knelt, and zoomed in on my mother's small lips as they slid over the dildo's shaft. "I didn't know you could do the splits," I said as Mom's thighs bent ninety degrees to the sides, allowing her cunny to swallow the cock down to its balls.

"Ungh," Mom grunted as the last of the cock disappeared inside of her. "I danced when I was younger, and I do yoga now." Mom moaned, closing her eyes as her face displayed the pleasure coursing through her twat. "The splits are one of the few things your father doesn't mind me doing for him in bed."

I growled and said, "Is it strange that I want to double-team you with Dad?"

Mom giggled, leaned forward, and opened her eyes. "No," she said, speaking with a throaty purr to her voice. "I want both of you to double-team me too." She released a low ah sound that made her body roll with a sexy, serpentine wave. "Pussy and mouth. Mouth and ass." She turned her head slightly, uttering a low, ooh, from her lips. "Pussy and ass?" She nodded her head. "Yeah, baby? Would you fuck me in the ass while your father strokes my pussy with his cock?" "Jesus, fuck, Mom," I whispered, walking toward her. "You need to suck my cock before your words make me waste my load."

"Come here," Mom said, laughing. "And stuff your mother's mouth with that incest-dick."

I stepped forward, using two hands on my phone as Mom gently grabbed me by the balls and pulled me to her mouth. She didn't stop fucking herself, using the muscles in her thighs to bounce her pear-shaped ass up and down. I filmed over her head and behind her back, getting a downward view of her flexing butt cheeks. Glimmers of sweat appeared on her skin, and the meat of her buns looked thick and juicy beneath the strain of her motions.

"Oh, fuck," I moaned as Mom swallowed my knob, taking time to lick the precum from my slit before polishing my glans and tracing my corona. Mom's fingers moved around my balls, rubbing and caressing them, making me shiver. When I looked down, I saw she had her hand pressed to her mound, her fingers diddling her clitty with quick, side-to-side strokes.

I let go of my phone with my left hand and brought it to Mom's head, easing her mouth down my shaft as I humped my meat-pole forward. Mom continued to roll my balls, her fingers moving faster as her garbled whimpers rose in pitch. My skin tingled, and my balls prickled, the sack tightening as my cannon got ready to fire off a massive load of spunk.

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My thighs tensed, then trembled, and I flexed the head of my cock as my orgasm started to buzz through my dick. I waited, holding out for as long as I could, using every ounce of control I had to keep from coming until I heard my mother's cries of pleasure explode through her cock-sucking lips.

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When she came, howling around my glans, I came, yelling, "Oh, fuck Mom, swallow my load! Swallow it all!"

Gulping noises followed, and Mom spat saliva and jizz from her flaring cheeks. She pulled off my cock, catching a thick spurt of cream across her face. The next shot landed on her tits and the last in her hand. I fell back as Mom fell to the side, landing on her hip and swinging her legs forward. She fell back as I crashed to the couch, and we spent the next several minutes catching our breaths as I filmed her resting body.

"Did you get that?" Mom finally asked, her voice almost accusing. "Did you get what you made your mother do on video?"

"Yeah," I whispered. "I got it all."

"Good." Mom smiled. "Download it, but don't keep it on your phone, and don't upload it to any cloud-based storage systems."

I smiled and said, "As soon as I get upstairs, I'll get it off my phone."

Mom smiled, nodded, and slowly stood, dragging herself upstairs to get to work. I lay back and sighed. I still had to tell her about Jenna.

Sex can wear a young man out. I slept again after I had downloaded Mom's video to my computer. Then I downloaded the video to a flash drive, which I tossed into my desk drawer, which I locked. I never had to worry about anyone going through my room before. Jenna had never asked me to let her snoop around, so I had no fear of discovery, but it still made me feel better to lock the drawer. Mom would die if that video ever got out.

And yet she let you take it, I thought as I closed my eyes and went to bed.

I woke an hour and a half before Dad was supposed to be home. Jenna had texted me, giving me a time to meet her at her house so her father could discuss the future of our sex lives with my parents. It made me laugh. That would have felt weird a week ago, but now, the thought of talking to our parents about my sex life didn't even make me blush.

I found my mother in the pool, swimming, and when she saw me standing in the sliding, glass patio doorway, she swam to the stairs, stood, walked out with water dripping from her sun-gold skin. She headed into the house, saying, "I need a shower. Do you want to dry me off?"

Fuck, I thought, I hope I have enough dick left for Jenna tonight.

Upstairs, for the next hour, I spent my time kissing my mother between her legs, licking the insides of her thighs, then slow-feeding my cock into her pussy while she held onto my ass with her legs drawn up and her knees bent to the sides. I made love to her, minus the parts where I told her how tight her pussy was and how hard she made me and asking her: "Why does your pussy get so wet for your son? Huh, Mom, why's your little kitty so bad for me?"

Whenever I mentioned our mother/son relationship, Mom closed her eyes and released a deeper moan, as if my words had brought her as much pleasure as my cock. We showered together, dried off, and I waited for Dad to come home so I could walk into the living, stand in front of the left side couch that we never used, and say, "Mom, Dad: Jenna's parents would like to talk to you tonight at six. It's about the future of my relationship with Jenna." "What about the future?" Mom asked.