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But to this day I still feel bad, so she can also consider this an apology for it.
Once the leggings are completely off, I move onto her green and pink striped panties, gently maneuvering them from around her waist, pulling them from her rear, down her legs, and through her feet. I then bring the garments to my nose, deeply inhaling the scent of my mommy’s delectable pussy. The smell alone is so intoxicating that it’s starting to turn me on. I can’t wait to taste her.
Eventually, I place down her panties. I can’t dwell on them too much. Time’s ticking. I carefully place both on my hands on her legs, spreading them open before leaning in between them. I then take a whiff of her pussy, which is much more enticing than her panties. After a few more sniffs of the source of my very existence, I stick my tongue out, giving it a light lick. Of all the things I’ve ever tasted in my lifetime, ranging from food, drinks, even my ex boyfriend’s dick, not one thing can compare to the taste of mom’s pussy. I love it so much.
I lick it more and more, trying to contain myself. But the more I taste it, the less possible it seems to be. I can’t get enough of it. Eventually, I decide to be a bit risky. I slide my tongue inside of her. I hear a faint moan as she slightly shifts, stopping me in my tracks. Fuckstayasleepfuckstayasleepfuckstayasleepfuck please stay asleep.
She settles and goes back to snoring. Fuck, that was close. I give a few more minutes just to be sure. I don’t wanna risk too much. When I’m certain she’s fully asleep, I continue, moving my tongue inside of her as I suck on her lower lips.
A few minutes of me doing this pass and I notice something start to emerge from her. And it ,ales her taste even better than before. Is she…getting…aroused? Am I making mommy excited? I am. I guess that’s a sign that I’m doing a good job. If only she were awake for this. She’s enjoy it ten times more. Not only from the sensation, but she’d be so proud of me. I’d hear her praises for how well I’m doing, her sweet moans, she’d even push me deeper into her to make her feel even better. I want you to see how much I care about you. I want you to watch me as I please you. Watch me. Moan for me. Praise me. Cum for me.
I feel my worries of waking her dwindling with every second. What’s the big deal? She’s gotta be sexually frustrated and I’m fixing her problem. And when that’s released, she’s gonna be more relaxed. Science says so. She can’t be too upset with me for that. Right? It’s only because I love her. She’d understand.
I remove my tongue from her entrance and replace it with two of my fingers as I suck on her clit. I hear her breathing start to quicken. This time I don’t stop. Clearly, she feels good. Why would I stop it? That’d be selfish. And you didn’t raise me like that, did you? No, you didn’t. You raised me to be a considerate woman and that’s what I aspire to be.
I speed up my movements, causing a louder moan from before. Again, I don’t stop. I want her to feel as good as she possibly can. And judging by how wet my fingers are getting, I’d say she’s feeling pretty damn good. Such a naught mommy. Getting off from your little girl fucking you with her fingers. But it feels too good, doesn’t it. Tell me how good I’m doing. Tell your baby girl how good she is at licking your pussy. I start sucking harder, earning even louder moans. It’s music to my ears. I want more. I need more. I thrust my fingers harder and faster. I push my face deeper into her center. I even start moaning to further her pleasure even more. With every action, there’s a louder moan. Yes, mommy. Moan louder. I then take my free hand and snake it under her shirt, grabbing a hold of her right c cup breast.
I look up at her to see her head leaned back and her back arched, but her eyes still closed shut. No. I want you to have the full experience. You need it. It does no good for you to have part of the fun. I remove my mouth from her clit, slithering my way up her body, maintaining the movement of my fingers. I stop at her face, admiring her luscious lips. I lick my own lips before closing my eyes and pressing them against hers, giving her a passionate kiss. I grab her head, pushing her deeper into it.
I crack my eyes open to see if that did the trick. Eventually, I see her eyes beginning to open as well. Once she fully opens them, the situation unfolds before her and as expected she pulls away from the kiss.
"Taylor?!" she exclaims, "What the hell are you doing?!"
"Shhhh," I respond, putting my fingers to her lips, "Just enjoy it, mommy. Just enjoy it."
"Taylor, stop! This is wro-oooaaggnn!"
I speed up my fingers even more, cutting off her statement.
"See?" I respond, "It feels nice, right? I want you to relax, mommy. Let me help you. Let me take care of you. Let me please you."
She still seems unsure. I give her one more kiss before going back down, latching back onto her lower lips, sucking as hard as I could, causing her to moan again.
"That’s right," I say between kisses, "You like that, don’t you? Just think of this as a reward for working oh so hard. Let me show my appreciation for all you do."
And that’s all it took. There’s no more resisting, no more questioning, she’s not even looking repulsed anymore. Confused is a different story, but that should change soon. I start sucking on her clit again and she starts moaning like she was in her sleep. I soon feel her hand on the back of my head, pushing me into her. This is exactly what I wanted. Now she’s at peace. She finally gets to enjoy herself. And it’s because of me. I’m making her happy. Now she can be at her happiest.
I feel her inner walls start to close in. Is she gonna cum? Am I gonna make mommy cum? Yes! I remove my face from her pussy, moving to her face, locking eye contact as she continues moaning before saying,
"Yeah. Give me your cum, mommy. Let me make you proud. Please cum for me, mommy. Cum all over my fingers. Let me taste how good mommy’s cum is. That’s it. Yes. Let it out."
After a few more moments, she embraces me before letting out one last loud moan and coating my fingers with her fluids. She then slumps back on the sofa, completely breathless. I giggle at her position before sliding my fingers out of her and bringing them to my mouth, causing her pussy to bump to second place of favorite thing I’ve ever put in my mouth. I then go down one last time to taste more of it, savoring every drop. She then brings me back up and pulls me in for a kiss, tasting herself. This is the greatest day of my life. I’ve never seen her this satisfied. She looks so much better like this. I don’t want anything to take it away.
We break the kiss, staring at each other. She’s so beautiful. Dad certainly had phenomenal taste in women. I could stare at her until I die.
"Thank you so much," she says, breaking the silence, "You really know how to make a mom happy."
"You’re welcome," I respond, "I just wanted to reward you since no one else would. Plus, I kinda tripped on you once and wanted to say sorry."
She giggles before embracing me in a hug.
"Apology accepted," she retorts, "I love you so much."
"I love you, too," I say back. This is incredible. It went infinitely better than I thought it would. Now she has an outlet whenever she’s angry, stressed, tired, or anything of the sort. I’m more than willing to be your little play thing. Just say the word and I’ll be there to make the problems disappear.
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