When I Was Sixteen, Part 4

22 Temmuz 2022 Kapalı Yazar: analsex

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Mom came into my room a little after 9 pm. I’d been texting two friends, but I stopped and told them to have a good night.“What’s up?” I asked.Mom was just in her robe, which was totally normal for her after dinner and dishes and a little TV. Her hair was mussed up, but she looked lovely, with a big smile. She had an open box with her, which she put on the floor by the nightstand. She sat on the bed, by my shoulder.“Nothing much, honey,” she said. “I just thought I’d check on you.”OK, that was unusual. Mom and I seldom talked to each other in the evenings. I would do my thing and she would do hers. No need to check on me.I was in my pajamas, nothing special, just solid pink cotton jersey. Like my mom, I had got ready for bed early, assuming nothing else was going on. I was sixteen at the time, twenty-one years ago. And I’d recently had sex with my dad and more recently had sex with both him and mom. These had been great experiences, the only real sex I’d had in my very limited life to that point, but they hadn’t been life-changing or anything. Just fun, you know?“Well, I’m fine, thanks,” I said. And I was fine, basically. A couple of classes weren’t going quite right, but that was normal. I didn’t have a boyfriend, which was no big deal. I felt a little fat, and my boobs were too small, and my face wasn’t quite right, but all in all, yes, I was fine.“Turn over, honey, and I’ll rub your back. You always used to like that, remember?”Yes, I loved having my back rubbed. Mom hadn’t done it in about three years, though. So, with the recent sex we’d had, it was hard to not be suspicious. On the other hand… back rub!I turned over on bonus veren siteler the bed and felt mom’s hands begin to stroke my shoulders through the pajama top. She just used her fingertips, very light, long motions that went all the way down my arms and back up again. It felt just the other side of being tickled, almost, but not quite. Mom smelled like soap.She was up to something, I was sure of that. Maybe she wanted to have sex? Probably, I guessed. I thought about that and shivered a good shiver. I’d had my first real orgasm with mom the other day and I was totally ready to have one again. I’d licked her clit for a while and, I’ll admit it, I enjoyed it, giving my mother pleasure.Her fingers met at my neck and, together, stroked down either side of my vertebrae, again very lightly. She used all her fingertips and stroked me up and down both sides of my back. I sank a little further into the mattress.I felt the back of my pajama top being pushed up and my mom’s fingers on my bare skin, still caressing me lightly. The light touch was totally the best. She stroked for several minutes, then her fingers worked their way under my pajama bottoms. At first, she rubbed the top of my ass, but she eventually went lower. And lower. Still a light touch, but on my butt. She pulled my bottoms off and I was half-naked. I thought about complaining, but it would have just been for form. I was really quite happy with what was happening.Instead of her fingers, I felt her lips on my lower back. Gentle kisses. They might have been gentle, but they were also erotic. I could feel myself getting wet. I still said nothing.Mom’s bedava bahis lips kissed the top of my butt. She kissed me all over my ass. Her hands caressed the insides of my thighs. I spread my legs a little further and my mom’s fingers brushed my legs to within an inch of my pussy. Her hands came up and fondled my ass, her kisses now along the crack of my butt. She pulled my cheeks apart slightly and I felt her tongue on my asshole.I moaned, I know I did. Apparently encouraged, my mom’s tongue licked around my asshole, then plunged into the hole itself. Another first for me, a tongue where no tongue had gone before. And it felt delicious. I moaned again. She must have licked and tongued my asshole for two minutes.“Roll over, honey,” mom said. So, I did.I felt exposed, naked from the waist down. And then mom unbuttoned my pajama top, took it off, and left me completely naked.She leaned in and kissed me, again very softly. Her lips moved over my face, quick kisses, until she came back to my lips where she lingered. I felt her tongue and I opened my mouth, letting her tongue ease between my lips. She explored, circling my own tongue, and the two tongues engaged, friendly.I felt her hand touch my nipple and fondle a breast. Our lips pressed together more tightly. She squeezed my nipple and her hand moved to my other breast. Suddenly, discordantly, her lips left and she slid down between my legs. She kissed my neck and began to suck at a nipple, licking it, teasing it with her teeth. Mom licked my breast using the end of her tongue, then the flat of her tongue slurped at the bottom of my boob and I deneme bonus took a deep breath. An erogenous zone for sure.She licked me there for a bit before switching to my other breast, which got similar mouth and lips and tongue attention. In particular, she kissed and sucked at my nipple, swirled her tongue around it. And then she went lower.Kisses on my tummy, on my abdomen, and on my clit. Oh, my. Her first kiss on my clit caused ten thousand volts of electricity to jolt through my body. But she kept on going, kissing my labia, kissing my thighs, then kissing my hips and back to my clit.“Oh, mom, that feels so good,” I whispered and I meant it.“Just wait,” she replied, and returned to licking my clit.I wasn’t exactly writhing on the bed, but my hips were moving a little. I spread my legs a little further and mom pushed them apart even more. She took long laps with her tongue, the whole length of my vulva, and I could hear her. Her mouth on my cunt made sloppy, wet sounds. She pushed her tongue into me and shook her head back and forth. Mom then returned to licking and kissing my clit.“Are you warmed up?” she asked.“Boy, I’ll say,” I said. “Shouldn’t I…?”“No, dear, you just relax. And hang on a minute, I’ve got something for you.”Mom got the box she’d put on the floor and pulled out a wand vibrator, took off the plastic wrap. She had to tell me what it was, it looked sort of like an overgrown microphone, although not exactly. She turned it on and put the end of it just under my nipple.“Holy shit!” I said.“I figured since you were having sex with your dad, you should have an alternative. And not just your fingers. I know I enjoy my hand, but I enjoy this more.”The vibrator shuddered against my nipple, which vibrated along with it. Mom played with my breasts, using the vibrator here and there, then pulling it down my tummy and onto my cunt. It touched my clit and I was jolted again.

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