There are slurping sounds in the room when Ferhana darts her tongue inside my mother. I watch Ferhana press her mouth against the vagina, working her lips and tongue. I see the subtle reactions from my mother’s sleeping body. The short moans. The rapid eye movements. The movement in her toes. Even her nipples turn erect.
It’s clear that Ferhana has done this before, that she’s experienced with women. Underneath that neatly tied hijab and prim posture is a young woman with history that no one knows about. My sleeping mother gets to feel every bit of this young woman’s oral talent.
Mom’s toes are curling and her calves tense. She’s about to cum, and unlike my pretend sleep the other night, mom appears to be in another world. Her mouth is open and saliva leaks from her unsteady breathing. She’s definitely asleep. Her facial muscles are relaxed and her eyelids move like someone who’s dreaming.
Only this isn’t a dream, this is real life, and my mother is having an orgasm into her assistant’s mouth, while two fingers plunge into her pussy. It feels so wrong to watch this, but who can resist? Mom wanted this. She must have. That’s why she invited Ferhana to our house.
When the orgasm is over, my mother breathes deep in her state of slumber. Her toes uncurl in a gradual process. Ferhana does her duty and uses prepared wet wipes to clean saliva and orgasm from mom’s vagina, then dries it. Finally, she tucks my mother into a blanket, gently, careful not to wake my mother despite everything that just happened.
“Get some rest,” Ferhana whispers to me. “Tomorrow is a busy day.”
With slow and careful movements, Ferhana gets underneath the same blanket to sleep alongside my mother. I turn the lights off.
In the morning we’re in the kitchen and mom is kneeling with my cock in her mouth. I’m sitting with my shorts down while my mother performs. None of this was mom’s idea. Ferhana encouraged it with the promise that she’ll make breakfast and coffee for everyone.
My mother was reluctant, because this time I can see every detail underneath the sunlight, but she gets into the rhythm. Mom is a wonderful cocksucker. I knew that the first time it happened but this time she allows herself to relax. She allows herself to enjoy it without feeling guilt. Her head bobs up and down while she sucks every drop of her own saliva.
Every drop of my cum shoots on her tongue and she moans. The taste of cum doesn’t make her flinch even though she’s a self-professed lesbian for the past many years. Some habits never change, I think to myself, and she looks sexy and natural performing this act.
“Thank you,” mom says with a gurgled mouth, a slight blush on her cheeks. “Your cum is delicious. Much better than your father’s. I haven’t had male cum in years, except for the last few days.”
She’s her confident self, but embarrassed that it was her son’s cum that broke the dry spell. Something she never expected, I’m sure.
Mom gets up from her knees and she still hasn’t swallowed yet. Her mouth is still full and she walks over to Ferhana, who’s cooking. Mom stands behind the assistant and wraps her arms. They look like longtime lovers as Ferhana flips the French toast and the smell of coffee is in the air.
Like lovers, Ferhana turns her head and accepts a kiss from my mother. A cum kiss. I can’t see the cum swapping, but I can hear it. Even with the sound of cooking on the stove, I hear the obscene sounds of lips smacking, mouth slurping, and tongues flickering. My cum binds them together.
They whisper to each other when the cum kiss ends. Mom’s hands remain on Ferhana’s hips. Then the hands roam to Ferhana’s crotch and butt. They smile and giggle, kissing in between, excited for the start of something new.
The End
Ferhana’s first sexual experience, click here: Girl Genius (Teacher in a Dress)
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