Then I realized that he might be able to help me with something. His being my mom's boyfriend made it even more sinful and delicious.
“Would you fuck me?” I asked. My eyes were pleading with him.
He didn't say a word as he walked across the room. Before I knew what was happening, he had my shirt off and was kissing one of my nipples. I moaned even louder, the idea of my mom walking in making me want to continue.
“Where's mom?” I asked suddenly.
As soon as I said the word, he stopped and looked up at me. He had a look of hunger in his eyes.
“She hasn't come home yet.”
“Then fuck me!”
I spread my legs wider as he reached down and started to pull them off. As soon as they were around me knees, we both heard a car pulling into the driveway and saw the headlights on the wall of the laundry room. I wanted him to keep going, to fuck me anyway, but I knew my mom would throw a fit if she saw what was happening. Her monetary gifts were something I still needed.
“Shit,” he said then stepped backward.
“Hurry!”
As if to show him the sense of urgency needed, I jumped off the dryer and grabbed my shirt. When I had it back on, I saw that his perfect penis was put away. He left the laundry room as I grabbed my pants and hightailed it to my bedroom. If my mom came in to talk to me, I was going to pretend to be asleep. I didn't want to have to deal with her – not after what had just happened.
When I was back on my bed, I got under the covers. I could hear her moving from one room to another in the house rather noisily. Had she seen my car in the garage? Just then I heard her scream, yelling at Todd about something. I closed my eyes as her yells started to fade away. Are they fucking each other? Is that yummy cock fucking my mom? I didn't want to know the answer.
I had been so close to finally being fucked by a real cock. The thought had me slipping a hand back into my panties. I was still super wet as I stuck my middle finger deep inside my tight hole. As I pushed it in and out, the palm of my hand gently rubbing against my clitoris, I felt the familiar sensations of pleasure wash over me. I rubbed and fingered myself faster and faster.
Finally, I came. The orgasm washed over me – one of the biggest I'd ever had in my short life. I had to put a pillow over my face to try to keep myself from screaming too loudly. My breathing slowly began to return to normal as the sensations continued to race through my body, lighting up my mind. I forgot about my laundry and everything else in the world as I closed my eyes and fell back asleep.
Three
The next morning, I woke with a start. For a moment, I wondered if the events of the night before had really happened or not. The orgasm had been too real to be a dream. And seeing Todd's cock had been a special surprise. I still couldn't believe he'd walked in on me and asked me to continue – or that I'd asked him to fuck me.
After crawling out of bed and throwing on a spare set of sweat pants I had in my closet, I headed to the kitchen to start some coffee. The clock read almost noon. If my mom still wasn't up and about, she had probably been really wasted when she came home the night before. As I waited for the coffee to finish, I cleaned up the few dishes that were in the sink and put them away.
When the pot of coffee was finally done, I poured myself a cup as well as one for my mom. She liked hers hot and black. I grabbed her cup and headed down the hallway to her bedroom. Without even thinking about it, I threw the door open. To my surprise, Todd was naked in middle of the bed going to down on that huge cock of his. Mom was nowhere to be seen.
“Well, I was going to give mom a coffee, but I guess I'm going to give you a different wake up treat.”
Before he could say anything or stop me, I jumped on the bed between his legs. He tried to cover his cock with his hands, but I moved them away. Then, watching his face, I took the tip of his dick
Brian Keene, J.F. Gonzalez