Once my toes felt the slacks, I looked forward and saw a pair of underwear just a short distance away. They were conservative white panties and were straddling the threshold between the hallway and living room. I followed the breadcrumbs. Soon, a sweater and a shirt were found just a short distance away. And then, finally, a pair of socks right next to the leg of the sofa.
“Hey, baby,” Mom said. She had pulled down a blanket to lay on. If I had ever seen her completely nude, I didn’t remember it. Now, I was quite sure I would never forget it. Her blonde curls were mostly hidden behind her back now, though part of me was surprised by how sexy I found the few that were still visible at each side of her face. She seemed younger somehow. Maybe from laying down on her back, maybe from seeing her in a new light. Whatever the case, Mom’s face looked like she had lost 15 years from it since the last time I really looked at it prior to feeling her tongue wiggle into both of my holes. Her pale body had a little weight to it, but it wasn’t distracting especially compared to the sight of her large pair of breasts that sagged slightly to the sides. I marveled at their size, wondering if mine would some day look that big. One leg was bent, pressing against the back cushion, while the other was stretched out wide as if inviting me toward her shaven pussy. The same pussy I had once been pulled from.
“Please,” she whimpered. “Momma needs it.”
I wanted to tell her I had never even considered doing this to any woman – let alone her. This wasn’t really my kink. But that would be a lie even if it had only been seconds since my world went off-kilter and I suddenly had a new desire to lick pussy when it was not a consideration before. Now, my mouth watered at the sight of my mother’s cunt. It was begging me to taste it. And like I used to do on Christmas morning, I couldn’t wait to dive right into the gift..
I was vaguely aware of my mom asking me to remove the rest of my clothes and I did it mindlessly, my focus on her cunt only broken for the half-second it took to pull my shirt off. As soon as I unclipped the bra, I moved toward her. The smell was inviting. The way she glistened was mesmerizing. And without really letting my brain process anything else, afraid it might try to once again point out how fucking crazy this was, I extended my tongue and slowly dragged it from her hole to her clit. We both shivered and moaned.
Bringing my hands up to open her more for my invading tongue, I dived back in. Had I thought more about this, I might have wondered how this was so fucking natural. Surely, this wasn’t supposed to be like this. Yet, everything in my body screamed for more of my mother’s taste. I wasn’t a novice at tasting myself. I particularly enjoyed, when Will would be away on business, making a quick video of fucking my pussy and then tasting myself on the dildo. It always drove him crazy. Deep down, I also enjoyed the taste. Partly, I’m sure, because it was so wrong. But I also found the taste of my pussy pleasant. My mother? She was even sweeter.
I was in a feeding frenzy, my tongue and mouth sliding all over her cunt as if afraid she would take it away from me again and I would never get to enjoy this delicacy. I don’t know if it was truly that enjoyable or just made me look like the first-timer I was, but I couldn’t get enough. I slipped my tongue as deeply as it would reach inside of her, swirling my taste buds around trying to lick up every bit of her that I could. I pulled away, sliding my tongue up and focusing on her clit. I sucked the bud into my mouth, hearing her moan my name and feeling my own pussy gush at that fact.
Finally, I settled in, licking at-and-around her clit for the most part as she thrashed in her limited capacity due to the back cushion. Here-and-there, I’d duck down, capturing the stronger juice from her tight little hole and revel in it. I even let a hand travel up her body, reaching her left breast and grabbing the big tit. Her hand went right to mine and squeezed.
“Yes, Rory,” she breathlessly whispered. “Make momma cum. You’re doing so good, baby.”
It was kind of weird that, in a way, I felt like she was proud of me like she had been proud of me when I brought home all A’s. But I wasn’t going to let that mess with my pride from the fact that I was going to make my mother juice into my mouth. And as she did, her legs suddenly tightened around my head. It was like a vise, pushing me away from her pussy slightly. I could only reach her with the tip of my tongue and I did my best. She stayed like that for several seconds before she allowed me to push her legs aside. Her pussy was creamy and I greedily lapped it up, enjoying the different consistency and taste. God, my mother was one delicious gal.
I don’t know when the door opened and closed. It wasn’t until I felt a weight behind me that I even knew we weren’t alone. And then, a tongue. Suddenly, my very wet pussy was being invaded yet again. Will had finally come inside to take care of his slutty girlfriend and God damn, I needed it. Long swipes of his tongue made me shiver as his strong hands went to my ass and squeezed the flesh roughly. I cooed briefly before diving deeper into my mother’s slit, her moans filling my ears as the slut-in-heat neared another release. She tasted so good on my tongue. I almost couldn’t believe this was real.
My brain wondered what Will thought when he came in. Did he hesitate at all? His girlfriend was going down on her mother after all. But if there was any concern there, it had seemed to die off based on how voraciously he licked and sucked at my hot pussy.
Without much fanfare leading up to it, I started to cum on Will’s tongue and the older gentleman licked it up hungrily. Soon after, my mom followed, her juices flooding my lips and chin once more and I really couldn’t get enough of the yummyness. I was definitely my mother’s daughter after all.
Everything was bordering on sensation overload. Before I found Mom’s clit again, I heard Will say, “Linda, I’ve missed that mouth.”
I looked up just in time to see my mother move her head to the left and, with her mouth wide-open, suck my boyfriend’s cock. I nearly came again on the tongue at my pussy and that’s when I realized that my boyfriend couldn’t be in both places. He couldn’t be satisfying my pussy and face-fucking my greedy mother, who moaned around the hardening cock in her mouth and at her throat. There was only one possibility, yet I still had to slowly wheel my head around to see.
I was sandwiched between my naked parents and the same tongue that had only minutes before tasted my boyfriend’s cum was now licking up all my girl juice. The weirdest part was how this wasn’t even weird. Not anymore. This was now just how things went. I grabbed behind me, finding my father’s thinning hair and reached around to force his face harder against my pussy. I began to undulate my cunt against his tongue and mouth as he held onto my ass hard. I slid two fingers deep into Mom’s pussy at the same time and licked-and-fucked her as well. God damn, I was boiling hot with need and desire. And as I stopped looking behind me and focused on what was happening in front of me, I heard a voice say, “suck my boyfriend’s cock, you slut.”