Chapter 4

Matt grinned thinking to himself "oh mom don't worry I will soon definitely be a mother fucker" his own dirty mind was exploding as his cock ached and pushed with tremendous force against his shorts. Matt reached and with his hands gripped each firm ass cheek and squeezed them , feeling how firm and solid they were. The years of running and being physically active paying off as his mother was in better shape than most of the girls in his school had been. He spread them apart, her rosebud peeking at him, slightly stretching open as her slick outer folds of her pink pussy began to part open and really give view to her wet dark red fuck hole.

 

"Please....please...I'm begging, why, why, why won't you stop.....please....I can't have my son find me like this...just leave...please...I'm begging. I won't tell a soul." She sobbed as she felt her ass being massaged and ass cheeks pulled apart. The feeling of such defeat and helplessness overwhelming, her stomach rolling with so many fears and yet deep down that dark sexual spark was amazingly reigniting itself.

 

Matt's mouth watered and the more his mother begged the harder his cock got. His hands slid down from her ass cheeks and his fingers slid into her soft folds of her very wet, slippery pussy and he pulled them apart to get his first true view of a spread pussy. From his view he could see and feel his mother's pussy lips were shaven and yet she had a well trimmed thick sandy blond bush above her mound. Leaning in he inhaled and finally smelled his first pussy up close which unlike the times he had only smelled a pussy from the scents on his finger.

 

"Please stop. just leave. I'm begging you. My son will be home any second and he will not take kind to what your doing. mmmmm...I can't have him ..mmmm.see ....mmmmm..me like this". She spoke trying to find the words to fight, to beg but the fingers spreading her pussy, the pressure of lost sensations of another person other than her own fingers in her pussy was sending her into an erotic bliss of sorts.

 

Inhaling deeply, his mother able to hear the delivery man's deep breaths, knowing he was smelling her rich sweaty aroused scent. Her body flooded more secretions of her own lubrication and rising scents. Matt inhaled the rich sweaty musk mixed with damp softness of her pussy, that warm comforting scent reminded him a bit of fresh baked bread he thought. His tongue extended tasting her flow of wetness as it was slightly salty, yet so rich and tantalizing making him crave more.

 

"That's enough just go, you've had your fun, mmmmm please go just let me ...mmmm..ugghhh out of here". Kelli was fading in and out of fear and pleasure, it had been beyond too long since her pussy had been licked. She was trying to keep resisting but the sensations were building and deep down was wanting more and more.

 

His fingers slid between her lips and found her swollen clit nestled at the edge of her hairy bush as his tongue was now full on sliding in and out of her tight sticky warm pussy hole.

 

"Ok....mmmmm.just....mmmm..stop...leave...fuck...ohhhhhhh fuckkkkkk". Kelli cried out as her body trembled and a strong orgasm ripped through her as the delivery man rubbed her clit and tongue fucked her with such hunger.

 

Matt couldn't believe his mother had just orgasmed. The flood of wetness was so strong combined with the quivering and shaking of her body as the strong convulsions ripped through her body.

 

He licked and lapped her wet juices then slowly got up and sat back in the chair to admire the view a bit more as he fished out his hard throbbing cock from his shorts. The thick shaft sprung free and his tip oozed a stream of warm precum adding to the hypersensitivity of the tip. Matt's mind was working in overdrive and he knew he didn't want this to be just a one time thing, he knew he wanted more, so much more. In his dark fantasies he hoped one day his mom would crave to be his own dirty little slut .

 

"What, what are you doing. are you letting me out..please, please I'm begging". Kelli pleaded but deep down as she begged to be released, her words of begging subconsciously were to be fucked, to scratch that itch that hadn't been tamed in years.

 

Thinking clearer Matt had thought up a plan, to him it seemed perfect. He first completely silenced his phone and then texted his mother's phone. It chirped from her pocketbook as he watched his mom's reaction .