Dancing with Danger

Unable to speak he stood, almost like a statue, and waited while his mom undid his tie, unbuttoned his shirt and then removed them. Her hand traced the outline of his cock through his pants before carefully lowering them. His tight white shorts were bulging and she leant down to kiss the tip of his mushroom head through the material before they too ended up on the floor with the rest of his clothes.

"Now, lay down on the bed and let me strip for you."

"Oh, god, mom, yes, show me your beautiful body." His voice was already husky and as he lay down his hand instantly grasped his cock and slowly wanked it.

His mother found the zipper at the back of her silky but figure hugging dress and carefully lowered it. As she did so the material slid from her shoulders and she shimmied a couple of times so that her outfit soon surrounded her feet. Stepping out of it she moved closer to the bed.

"I wasn't going to wear ordinary panties tonight, I love to put crotchless ones on when I go out, but I know you like my juices. You've sucked the material, tasted me that way, so I wore these for you just in case you borrowed them again and I got a chance to share."

He was speechless, his mother was seducing him, or almost, and all he could do was moan and carry on watching as her hands went behind her to release her bra. The black lacy cups loosened and as she took it off altogether Michael saw the dark nipples he had fantasized about.

"For now I will leave the panties on, and the stockings, suspenders and shoes. I like to be made love to when I am wearing them, and you did ask me to teach you."

"Ummm, yeah. God, you look so hot, mom, so hot."

His mother climbed up on the bed next to him and placed her lips against his. For a few minutes they kissed, nothing more but then, just as he began wondering what was next, Mike felt his mom's hand on his cock.

"You are so big, baby, and shaved, I never knew you shaved your cock and balls."

"I like the feel of the air on my skin. I don't have to though, if you don't want me to."

For an answer his mother moved down the bed and began placing chaste kisses on him. The chasteness though, disappeared as her lips got closer and closer to his cock and his smooth balls. He lifted his butt off the bed, wanting to encourage her to take all of him into her mouth but instead she looked up and smiled.

"How often can you cum, baby? If I suck you off now, will you still be able to fuck me?"

Mike felt himself slipping away from reality. His mother had been reluctant downstairs, but now she wanted him to shoot his load twice and for a moment he had no answer for her.

"I, uh, I can make myself cum two or three times. I've only had sex with one girl, and she would push me away after I'd cum, I don't know how many times I could have done it."

"Oh, poor baby, she didn't know what she was missing. I am going to make you see what loving a woman is all about."

His mother had definitely taken charge and Michael lay back and watched again as she began to touch him. This time her fingers moved up to his chest, circling his nipples, pulling on them as he writhed beneath her. He had been so fascinated by women's nipples that he hadn't realized how sensitive his own were. Each time she kissed one of them he felt the sensation head straight for his cock.

"Yours, let me touch yours, please, mom."

"Yes, baby, your mom loves to have her tits sucked and played with, it makes her cunt so wet."

Her dirty language was turning Michael on more and more and with a groan of pure pleasure he raised his head and captured a dark brown nipple with his lips.

Rolling slightly he manoeuvred his mother so she was lying on the bed and he was leaning over her. Slowly, deliberately he began to kiss, suck and lick at her soft, fleshy tits. He made his way from one to the other, covering the skin with butterfly kisses and tracing swirling shapes with his fingers.

"Ohhh, Michael, move lower, baby, use that tongue on mommy's clit."

The kisses trailed down across her stomach towards the black lace panties. When he reached their band he looked up and for a moment smiled. He moved so he was positioned between his mother's legs and leaned down, kissing the crotch of the panties and then sucking at his mother through the filmy material.

"Yes, fuck, yes, son, like that, just like that." He felt the material become wet almost instantly and he sucked at it again, tasting her fresh juices for the first time. Instantly he was addicted and began kissing and sucking over and over, hearing her breathing increase and her moans get louder.

"Don't stop, Michael, keep ... keep going, son, gonna cum, ohhhhhh, yes!" His mother's hips lifted from the mattress and she froze in position. He did as he had been told, sucking where he knew his mom's clit and then pussy lips were. The material was suddenly sopping and the nectar flooded his mouth again and again until, with a final cry of his name, his mother fell back, exhausted and breathing heavily.

For a few minutes Michael lay next to her watching as she gathered herself. He ran his hand up and down his cock still unable to believe what he had just done. Finally his mother turned to him and smiled.

"Thank you, sweetie, that was wonderful. Tell me, what else turns you on as much as eating your mother out?"

His hand sped up on his cock as he looked at his mom. All the different fantasies he'd had about her over the past two weeks came up in his mind, but his favourite, the one which made him cum the hardest was the one he spoke about.

"I want you to suck me, suck my cock, my balls, and then, when I'm ready to shoot I ... I want ..." He felt himself blush and stopped talking.

"Baby, why don't you just show me? Lie so you are comfortable and I'll take that big old cock into my mouth, suck it, and lick at your balls, like you want. Then you take over, ok?"

"Yes, ohhhh, yes." He had readied himself as his mother spoke and almost exploded instantly as his cock was enveloped in a warm wet heat he could never have imagined.

Expertly his mother sucked on his cock, he knew he was almost eight inches long and quite thick. He had been sucked off before, but never as well as he was now. A groan escaped him as his mother let his cock leave her mouth with a pop. His balls were then licked at and laved and each one was carefully, lovingly, sucked into his mother's mouth before she smiled at him and took his cock back between her lips.

His hands went to his nipples. He'd never pulled or pinched them before, but as he couldn't reach his mom's he played with himself instead. The sensations only added to his pleasure, and when his mom took his entire cock in and began to hum against the head he knew he was gonna lose it.

"Fuck, mom, gonna cum, please, let me, God, let me." He pulled out and pushed his mother back so she was leaning against the headboard. His hands went to her tits, pulling the tight nubs out and away from her body, watching as they stood proud. He straddled her and then, grasping his cock, he began to jerk himself off until, just a few seconds later, he let loose a cry of ecstasy as his spunk coated her tits, running over the nipples and dripping from the tips.

Leaning forward his lips made contact with his hot crème and he began to lick it up, sucking the nipples into his mouth as he cleaned them off.

"Taste me, mom. Please, let me feed you."

He looked up; his tongue coated with his own cum and saw her nod. His lips met hers and then he was snowballing his crème into her mouth, feeling her tongue against his own and he felt her swallow.

"More, baby, feed mommy again."

He needed no second bidding and gathered up as much of his load as he could before kissing and snowballing again. Already he could feel his cock responding and as they kissed he knew it wouldn't be long before he could fill his mother's cunt with sperm and then suck it from there too.

~*~

For almost five minutes he had lain next to his mother holding one of her hands inside his own and listening to her breathing, wondering if her concerns had returned or if he would get to carry on.

"Michael?"

"Mom, please, don't stop. I want to put my cock in you so badly, and I know you'll enjoy it, please."

His mother didn't answer, instead she began to kiss him, running her fingers into his hair and rubbing her slightly sticky tits across his chest.

His cock, which had returned to its flaccid state immediately reared its head and he ground against her, enjoying the feel of the silky panties but wanting more.

"Mom, can I take your panties off now? Not the stockings, just the panties."

"Yes, baby, but keep them close, so we can use them later."

Slowly, almost reverently, he eased the lacy underwear down his mother's long legs. The black stockings made them appear even shapelier and he followed the slip of material with his lips, kissing her through the nylons as he did so.

Looking up his eyes took in her almost naked, shaved pussy. A narrow landing strip of hair was all that remained and he ran a finger through it before looking down at his own denuded cock for a moment.

"Like mother like son, baby. What do you think?"

"I think it's beautiful. My cock is so dry though, mom, maybe you know what we can do about that before I put it inside you?"

"Oh, I think I have an idea. But you must do the same favour for me."

Not sure what she meant Michael watched while his mother guided him into position. Once she was satisfied he smiled. Now they could suck each other; get each other ready at the same time for their first proper love making session.

He felt his mom's lips on him again but her soft puffy pussy lips muffled his moan as he began to kiss and lick at them.

"Suck mommy's clit into your mouth, son, make it hard."

His lips were there before she finished speaking and as he did as she had asked he felt it become firm, grow against his tongue and he lavished attention on it until he sensed her arousal increase. He moved back to her pussy lips, his tongue darting inside her, first quickly, then slowly until he left it in there, licking up the juices which were flowing freely.

His cock was being saturated, the warm wetness moving him closer to his second climax and, reluctantly he moved back.

"Let me take you, mom." He didn't want to say fuck, he didn't want to fuck her any longer, he wanted to love her, to make love with her.

Moving down the bed Michael once again got between his mother's legs. This time, on his knees, he held his cock at the entrance to her tight wet hole and looked up.

"I don't have any protection, mom."

"Don't stop now, baby, just be careful."

He pushed forward, not answering, and felt himself encased in a deep, tight cavern, so wet, so hot, and he was pumping, moving in and out, as he watched her tits bounce. Michael saw her tighten her hands in the sheets and heard her begin to moan.

"Yes, baby, yes, so hard, so big, take me, son, feed me your seed, mix it with mine, ohhhh, yes, Michael, yes."

His cock was encased again, this time in her hot juices, and he felt himself begin the inexorable rise to fulfilment. Relentlessly he plunged into her, sometimes hard, sometimes not, feeling her tighten her muscles around him until, finally, not able to hold it back any longer, he cried out.

"Cumming, mom, gonna cum now, inside you, ohhhh, god, yes, now!" His spunk shot out, pulse after pulse filling his mother's cunt, and then, as the first eruptions lessened he pulled out, sending the final shots over her tits once more before slumping down onto his hands, knowing he wasn't finished but needing a moment.

Slowly he picked up the panties his mother had worn and ran them down through the juices escaping from her pussy. He looked at his spunk mixing with her juices and held it to his face. The aroma was as heady and intoxicating as ever, only now it was mixed with his own seed and he placed his lips against it sucking at the material until he couldn't taste it any longer.

Bending down he ran his tongue along his mother's blushed and bruised pussy lips. He collected more juices on his tongue, feeling his mother tighten and relax her muscles to help it flow out into his mouth. Michael treated himself, swallowing the first mouthful before moving up to share with his mom. Their lips met in a sweet kiss, but their tongues danced, exchanging the fluids, moving it back and forth until, finally, they both swallowed.

His fantasies fulfilled Michael looked into the beautiful face of his mother. Her lips were blushed and swollen from their kisses, her face flushed from the exertion and he didn't think she had ever looked so stunning, so sexy, so satisfied. He collapsed down beside her, pulling her close as he did so. He had made love to his mother and she had enjoyed it. They were the best new couple at the dance, and he knew life would never be the same again.