Unspoken Pleasure

I moved down her thighs, and then I moved my hands to the insides of her knees. Jenna spread her legs for me, her chest expanding outward and her stomach dipping inward as she sucked air into her lungs. I moved up her legs, her flesh softer between her thighs–softer and warmer, her heat penetrating my skin and making my palms tingle.

“Mmm,” Jenna moaned as I touched the hollow dip between her thighs and pussy. She spread her legs as far as she could, her right sliding off the chair and pulling her pink pussy lip from beneath her panties. The nylon sunk into her slit, cupping her slot with a fury, and her swollen clit made a soft hill against the fabric covering her twat.

Anywhere not covered by Jenna’s bikini is okay by me.

If it was okay by my mother….

I pushed all the way up Jenna’s thighs, my thumbs touching her between her legs, riding her pectineus muscle as it connected her thighs to the slope of her mound. I rubbed downward into that hollow dip before her exposed outer pussy lips. Jenna shivered, and I moved inward, touching the softness of her outer lips and running my thumbs through the oils that had slipped from her cock-hungry twat.

Jenna bit back a whimper.

My left thumb moved inward, connecting with her inner lip and bending the soft, rubbery flesh with the pressure of my touch. I caressed her labia with up and down strokes, never trying to go further beneath her panties. Digging my thumbs into her cunny meat, I squeezed inward, pinching her softness and running my thumbs upward until I had pressed on her pussy lips where they surrounded her clit. I squeezed, moving my fingers left and right and left again, tugging her pearl, and then Jenna whimpered louder than she should have.

“Has it been ten minutes yet?” Mom asked, yawning, and I knew right away that she had not been asleep.

“About,” I said, pulling my hands away from Jenna’s pussy.

Jenna fixed her bikini.

“I think I could use a swim,” Mom said, pushing herself from her chair. She looked down at us and shook her head. “How much oil do you think a girl needs?”

I laughed.

“Is anyone going to join me for a swim?”

“In a minute,” I said.

Mom walked to the pool and jumped into the water.

“I need to come,” Jenna whispered as soon as we heard the splash of water behind us. “I have to go. I need to come so badly, baby. I’m sorry.” She sat and leaned forward, pecking me on the lips. “We’re going to fuck soon, I promise.”

She stood, grabbed her towel, and wrapped it around her waist. She turned and jogged through the backyard, calling her goodbyes to mom before she went into the house. I shook my head as I watched her go. I needed to come too.

“Is there anything you need me to do for you?” Mom asked after several minutes of silence.

I turned around.

Mom was in the pool, standing near the edge.

“Mark, is there something you need to make me do?” she asked in a low, throaty voice.

“You’re damn right there is,” I growled. “Get inside the house.”

Mom smiled and said, “If I have no choice.”

“You don’t,” I said, watching her leave the pool and walk toward the house, her ass cheeks sliding together as she removed her bikini for me.

I followed my mother into the house, stripping down to nothing as well.Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

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Mom

Mom turned around once she passed the kitchen island, her eyes widening when she saw me wearing nothing but my hard-on with water dripping from my lean muscles and my dick pointing at her with a menacing swell to its size. I don’t know if she had planned on me behaving as directly as I was, but I walked straight to her, brought my hands up so fast that she flinched, and caught her cheeks within my palms. I lowered my head. Mom opened her mouth, her instincts kicking in, and her tongue slid forward between her lips, swinging down and around, licking my tongue as I opened my mouth and pushed inward beyond her lips.

“Mmm, mmm, umm, mmm,” Mom moaned as our lips melded and our tongues danced, both of our mouths watering as we wrestled behind her gums.

I stepped forward, pushing my cock into Mom’s stomach; her body was small and slight compared to mine, and there was nowhere for her to run. My hands encompassed her head while my mouth crushed hers. I was easily twice as broad as my mother and a head and a half taller–I was taller than my father–with bigger hands, shoulders, arms, muscles–perhaps in every possible way. A man will never know how small his mother can feel in his arms until he’s pressing his lips against hers and sliding his tongue into her mouth while holding her in a grip that she couldn’t get away from. Thankfully, my mother didn’t want to get away from my hold on her.

Mom pressed her lips against mine as hard as I pressed mine against hers. She darted her tongue around my mouth, circling mine, licking it, petting it, and running her tip along the surface, touching the roof of my mouth. When my cock hit her stomach and slid upward, she moved her hips, rubbing her stomach across the thick under-vein running the length of my shaft. At the start of our kiss, she had grabbed onto my wrist, but her hands now slid up my arms and over my biceps, rubbing them back and forth before sliding down my ribs and sides before taking my ass cheeks in her hands and squeezing them hard. Between us, our hearts hammered each other’s chests, beating as one through the barriers of our flesh.

“Why did you let it go so far?” I asked, breathing hard as our lips parted.

“Because now you want to fuck her, and you can’t,” Mom said, her voice fighting her deep breaths. “Your balls need to release that nut, baby, and I’m the only one who can do that for you.”

Jesus Christ!

“But you’ll get into trouble if you do it in Jenna’s teen pussy. I can’t let you get into trouble.” Mom’s eyes smoldered. “I have to make you come now, to keep you out of trouble. I have to, don’t I? Because you’re going to make me.” Mom’s head moved forward, her mouth pressing against mine, and when she pulled back, she tugged on my lower lip in a way that made precum slide through my shaft. “You’re going to make me make you come, aren’t you?”

“Yeah,” I said, slipping my hands down her back and taking her ass in my hands. My palms and fingers swallowed her firm cheeks whole as I lifted her into the air.