Could This Be Love - S03 E09

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Could This Be Love - S03 E09

Read Story: SEASON 3 EPISODE 9

W hile I was satisfied after the blow job, I
was still excited about the week ahead,
but more specifically about sleeping with
my mother. I was also feeling a little
guilty that I had only taken and given nothing
back. I knew my mother had been excited as well.
I could still see her wet p---y in my mind when
she had stood over me earlier. A plan began to
form in my mind as my mother readied herself
for bed. I’m not sure what her plans were, but I
suddenly knew what I wanted.
When mom came out of the bathroom, she was
naked. I was glad she was going to sleep naked.
She walked over and lay down on the bed next to
me. “Whew,” she said, “Quite a busy day, huh?”
“Great day,” I said as I casually reached over and
grasped her breast. I heard her quick intake of
breath, indicating that she was still excited … great
for my plan. I leaned close to her and nuzzled her
neck, planting little kisses just under her ear.
“Mmmm,” she whispered and turned her head to
allow me more room.
I squeezed her breast and worked my lips upward
until I reached her ear. I could feel her shiver as I
gently bit her earlobe and then slowly circled my
tongue around the soft skin. “Mom,” I said as I
continued to kiss her ear.
“Yes,” she breathed.
“I want to do something to you,” I said just a tad
breathless with excitement now.
“What?” she asked sounding a bit apprehensive.
“I … I …” I said and paused, my courage suddenly
fading.
“What?” she asked again, turning her head toward
me.

I could feel my face turning red. “I want to … to …
you know, kiss you … kiss you down there, like you
have done for me,” I blurted. I heard a sharp
intake of breath.
When she didn’t say anything for a moment I
thought I had screwed up. “I’m sorry,” I said
quickly.

“Oh, Jerry,” she said and took my face in her
hands. She stared into my eyes, searching for
something. “Are you sure?”
My heart was suddenly beating very rapidly. “Yes,”
I managed to say.
“Your father … your father never liked doing that,”
she said, still staring into my eyes. After a long
moment she whispered, “I would love for you to
eat me.” Then she lifted her head and kissed my
lips softly, her fingers running through my hair.
Her words “eat me” sent a thrill through my body.
I pulled her close, feeling her soft breast press to
my chest. I pressed my lips firmer on hers. Her
mouth opened and my tongue slipped inside. Her
mouth was warm, wet, and sweet. I lost myself in
her willing mouth and soft body. My head was
spinning as my heart pounded with anticipation. I
had never eaten a p---y before, but I knew I
wanted to. Eating my mother’s p---y had been a
nightly fantasy and now I was about to do it. I
pulled my lips from hers and began to kiss her
neck again. I worked my way slowly downward
until I arrived at her gorgeous breasts.

I began to suck one n----e as my hand kneaded the
flesh of the other. Then I switched to suck the
other. When I was done, both nipples were as hard
as pencil erasers and wet with my saliva.
Slowly I began to kiss down her stomach, using my
tongue to tickle the soft skin. I moved to kneel
between her legs and slipped both hands under her
buttocks, lifting her upward. She gasped as her legs
fell apart, revealing her gorgeous p---y in all its
wet glory.

Never having seen it so close before, I stared. The
puffy outer lips were open with the swollen inner
lips spread apart like a flower. Juice was literally
running from her open hole. I swear my mouth
started to drool.
“Eat me, Jerry. Please eat me,” my mother begged.
With a moan I dropped my head until I was inches
from her p---y. Then I opened my mouth and
s----d the fat outer lips into my mouth.
“Ahhhhhheeeee,” she screamed. “Oh God, oh God,
oh God,” she gasped as my tongue began to lick her
inner lips. “That’s it, that’s it, sweetie, lick my
p---y.”
I teased around her p---y, avoiding the open hole,
enjoying the warmth and wetness of her p---y
lips. I wanted this to last. I was determined to take
my time and enjoy every inch of her sweet p---y.
My tongue moved slowly into her opening where I
found a virtual well of juice. I brought my tongue
back into my mouth and savored her flavor. I had
always fantasized about how her p---y would
taste, but nothing could have prepared me for the
reality. Her juice was thick and almost sweet. In
dissolved in my mouth almost immediately so I
went back for more. Over and over I plunged my
tongue into my mother’s hole, savoring the reward
each time I brought my tongue back into my
mouth. I knew at that moment that I would eat her
anytime she wanted and would never grow tired
of pleasing her this way.
“Oh Jesus, baby,” Mom gasped each time I split her
lips with my tongue.

Her hips were wiggling in my hands, making it
difficult to hold her to my mouth. Finally I gave up
and lowered her hips to the bed. My mouth
followed. Now I was lying on my stomach with my
mouth buried between her warm thighs. I felt
totally surrounded by her. My entire world was
focused on her wet p---y. Her thighs wrapped
around my head and covered my ears, muffling
her moans of pleasure. At that moment I was so
lost in eating her that I didn’t heard her scream.
She began to c----x. I knew because her thighs
stiffened against my head and her fingers dug into
my scalp. In addition, my mouth was deluged with
her juices, which I swallowed. It seemed to go on
for a long time. I wondered if it were one c----x
or many, because I couldn’t tell when one c----x
ended and another started. Juice was literally
pouring out of her. My face was soaked from my
chin to my forehead and from one cheek to the
other. I loved it.

It was quite some time before I pulled my face
from between her thighs. I didn’t go far, but rather
simply laid my face on her pubic m---d trying to
catch my breath. When I eventually looked up, I
saw that my mother’s eyes were closed and her
chest was moving up and down with her rhythmic
breathing. It took me a moment to realize that she
had apparently fallen asleep. I gently extracted
myself from between her legs. She moaned in her
sleep as I pulled the covers from under us and then
snuggled next to her. I didn’t bother to get up to
wash my face. I wanted to feel her stickiness
drying on my face. I was smiling as I fell asleep.