Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)

"Has Dad ever used a finger on you?" I asked, pulling my tongue from my mother's butt.

"No," Mom whispered.

"Have you?"

"Yes," Mom said, panting, "but my fingers are so small."

"Mine aren't."

"I know, baby," Mom whispered. "Are you gonna make me take them?"

I smiled at the tremor in my mother's voice.

"One day," I said, "when we have more time." I touched a forefinger to my mother's rosebud, giving it a gentle push. The little crater created a suction cup around my digit's tip. "But right now, I want to make a home movie." I pulled my finger from Mom's ass and stepped back. "It's time for you to play with that pretty little pussy between your legs."

Mom turned around, staying on her knees, her hand shooting out and grabbing my cock before I could step back any further. "Just a taste," Mom pouted, looking at me with soft doe eyes, the light within them pleading for me to say yes. She licked her lips, and I said, "Okay, but a quick one."

I let Mom tug me toward her; my knob aimed straight for her mouth as she guided my cock forward. My tip hit her lips. They rolled over my dick as she took me into her mouth, and her hand slid along my shaft, stroking me to my balls. Wet, hungry mwuh, umm, mwuh sounds came from my mother's throat, deep and rich and hungry. I switched my phone from camera mode to video mode and filmed my mother from above, then the sides while trying to watch the screen so I could capture the perfect angle of her cock-sucking face. I uttered soft moans the entire time, and I did my best not to fuck up the shot as my body trembled.

"Give me that cum," Mom said around a wet mouthful of dick.

I almost did. My mother's naughty words, spoken with her mouth full, sent tingles down my spine and into my balls, getting my jizz ready for a rocket blast down her throat.

"Oh, no," I said, bending over and pulling my hips back, the movement stealing my prick from my mother's lips. "We've got time to make a dirty movie, Mom. I want to see your pussy cream on camera."

Mom pouted. I walked away, half turning to grab her dildo while keeping my phone on her at the same time. I could always edit the sloppiness of my videos later. If some high school dropout on YouTube playing Minecraft could edit their videos, so could I, but it would be just my luck if all of those guys were four-year film majors.

I handed Mom her dildo, and she dropped to her knees on the coffee table. I filmed her stockings and the glossy sleekness they encased her legs in. The pearl slit of her panties opened, and her sexy pussy lips slipped out as her desire swelled her cunny folds and popped her clit out of its hiding spot. I panned the camera upwards, filming Mom's pink-nippled tits followed by her regal features, making her look like a queen who was doing something that no lady of status would ever do in front of a camera, or real in life, where rumors could make or break someone's social status.

But this is real life, I thought, and Mom only does this for me. Cum dripped from my cock, and I walked forward, saying, "Mom, wet your dildo with my precum."

"My son's precum?" Mom asked, reaching forward with a cat-like prowl. "My son's precum on my toy cock?" She pouted, then grabbed my cock with an overhand grip and rubbed her thumb over my piss slit. Then she rubbed what jizz she could over her fake dick. "Mommies shouldn't do this with their sons' precum."

I moaned.

Mom brought the dildo between her tits, their size not enough to pillow the fat cock in her hands. She held her dildo by its shaft as she cradled its balls, looking down and releasing a thick wad of whitish spit onto the knob. With a soft moan, she fucked the cock between her little tits, stroking the shaft and letting more spit fall from her mouth. The nastiness of seeing my mother acting so slutty sent my pulse into overdrive.

"You're so fucking sexy," I said, moving around and capturing my mother's body at different angles. "You're such a slutty mother for your titty-fucking dildo."

"For you," Mom said, eyeing the camera. "I'm titty-fucking this piece of meat for my son." She winked, nibbled her lip, looking coy, and then she opened her lips and slid the tip of her spit-covered prick into her mouth.

I groaned.

Mom moaned around her toy dick; her sounds hungry and desperate, almost whiny. I watched her gobble up the cock, take the stalk down her throat, gag, pull off, gasp for breath, and go back for more. I should have made her wear mascara. Next time, I would. She pulled the cock from her mouth and tapped it against her tongue. I reached down to stroke my cock, and Mom reached out her hand, using her fingers to call me to her. I came, letting her wrap her fingers around my prick and jerk me off as she sucked her silicone dick fast and hard.

Fuck, I thought, her jaw is going to be sore. My mother didn't seem to be the type of woman who believed in showing herself mercy. You're a great man, Dad, but you should have treated Mom like a whore every once in a while. Then again, thankfully, he hadn't.

I pulled away, my cock waving back and forth in front of Mom and just out of her reach. She glared at me, then at the camera, and her anger gave me goosebumps. She lowered her dildo to the coffee table and stuck its suction cup base to the glass, the long, curved shaft sticking straight into the air.

"Are you gonna make Momma fuck this dick, baby?" Mom asked, looking at my camera. "You gonna make my little pussy handle this big, monster dick?" "Yeah," I said, breathing hard.

"You sure, baby?" Mom straddled the cock with her knees, looking down at the dick and then at me. She spread her knees to the sides, lowering her pussy toward the thick knob staring up at her hole. "You're going to make my little pussy take this beast?"

"No choice," I whispered. "I want to see my mother come."