Unspoken Pleasure (erotica) -
Fucks Her Again:>Ep3
"And you think she'll fuck me?" I asked. "That would be amazing!"
"She will devour you whole, dear boy. She will literally fuck you to exhaustion," Mom promised. "And if you compliment her legs she'll be yours forever." "Can you set it up?" I asked.
"Anything for my new fuck toy," she smiled, getting out of bed. "But I need to get ready for work."
I watched her disappear into her bathroom; I lay in my parents' bed, a variety of nasty upcoming fuck sessions scrolling through my head like trailers for porn movies.
*****
I was just arriving at Ellie's high school, my Alma Mater, when I received a text.
It was from Mom: Meet me at 847 Wisconsin Drive NOW!!!
I texted back: Why?
Mom's response: Miranda's house.
Although I was dying to talk to Ellie, it would have to wait. I adjusted the erect cock that had appeared awkwardly in my pants and started the longest twenty-minute drive of my life. My mind spun and spun with the upcoming possibility that I might get to fuck Miranda Collington, the pantyhose-wearing dream girl of so many of my stroke sessions!
I arrived at the house and Mom's car was in the driveway. I parked and tried to tone down my anxiety. I took a few deep breaths and walked up to the door. It was opened a moment later by Miranda herself dressed in a black skirt, matching pantyhose and a blue blouse. She looked like she was ready to deliver her weather report tonight.
Her radiant smile greeted me. "Come on in Curtis, I've heard a lot about you."
I walked in, still really nervous, and followed her into her living room. Mom was there and greeted me. "Hi, Curtis."
Unsure what Mom had in mind, or what she may have told Miranda, I played it casual. "Hi, Mom."
Miranda sat on the couch and I sat on a lone chair as Mom explained, "I was just telling Miranda here that you're her biggest fan."
I blushed.
Miranda patted an open spot on the couch invitingly and asked, "Is that so?"
I glanced at Mom who gave an affirmative nod, so nervously, like a virgin approaching a prostitute, I walked over to the couch.
As I sat down in the designated hot seat Miranda's hand went instantly to my leg, her voice dripping with seduction, "So tell Miranda, what do you like most about me?"
Her hand ever-so-slowly moving up my leg was a major distraction as I stammered, "Um-I-I-I grew up obsessed with your legs. I have a nylon fetish and you were one of the only women on the planet that always wore them." "Ah-um," my Mom pointed out.
I smiled, "Well, other than my hot Mom, who is probably to blame for my fetish."
"So you want to touch my nylons?" Miranda asked.
I nodded my head like some lovelorn boy.
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She took my wrist and placed my hand on her knee.
"And your Mother was telling me about your little charade last night, Mr. Beast." she began. "But don't just park there stud, roam."
My confidence, despite the surreal situation, began to grow and I slowly moved my hand up her leg, my fingers tracing around on her sexy nylon-slick thigh.
Her hand wasn't roaming, it was hovering... until it landed directly on my erection. "Hmmm, nice! Alexis wasn't exaggerating."
I let out an incontrollable moan. Wanting to replicate her aggressiveness and sensing nothing but encouragement from her, I reached her pantyhose-covered crotch and cautiously cupped her pussy.
She apologised! "Sorry, if I'd known I'd be entertaining guests, I would have worn stockings... for easier access."
I let out another aroused moan. I looked at Mom, who was smiling perversely, enjoying the torment of my uncertainty but also my progress.
There was a moment of silence as we each had our hands on the other's private parts through clothing.
The silence was broken when Miranda said, "So, young stud, your mom also told me that you really want to fuck me."
I let out a shocked moan.
"Is that true, Curtis?" she asked, giving my cock a squeeze, as she leaned over and bit my ear.
Weakly, I replied, "Yes, ma'am."
"Ma'am? Ma'am is for old people. Am I old?" she asked, pouting.
I stammered, attempting to rectify any insult, "No, sorry, you're one hot bitch."
She burst out laughing, "From one extreme to another!"
I apologized again, seeing my fantasy come true beginning to fall apart. "Sorry, I...."
Thankfully Miranda herself rescued me as I was shut up by her lips pressing against mine as she kissed me long and hard! I closed my eyes, losing myself in her. I felt hands unbuttoning my jeans. Once my cock was released from its cocoon, it sprang to life and while I was still kissing Miranda, I was surprised to feel a mouth wrap around it. I opened my eyes to see my Mother sucking my cock in front of TV personality Miranda Collington!
Miranda broke the kiss and watched the incestuous act with fascination. "I never would have believed it," she acknowledged in wonder, standing up.
I watched her unzip her skirt, mesmerized. She allowed it to drift down her legs, showcasing her perfect legs in black pantyhose. Holding my gaze with hers, although mine kept flickering downward, she slowly unbuttoned her blouse as my Mother just as slowly sucked my cock.
The two working together had me in fits: a striptease by my fantasy older woman while my other fantasy woman, Mom, sucked my cock. It was completely enthralling!
Soon Miranda was only in pantyhose and a bra. I noticed she wasn't wearing panties.
Noticing me noticing she smiled. "I haven't worn panties since I was a teenager."
She slowly sauntered over to me, leaned her chest close to my face and asked, her hands cupping her bra, "Can you help me with this?"
I reached behind her back and fumbled with her bra strap. After a few seconds of frustration, it popped open and her perky breasts were revealed to me. Instinctively, I leaned forward and took a large, erect nipple into my mouth. Her pantyhose-covered leg touching mine, her breast in my mouth and my Mom's slow but superb cock sucking were too much and I unexpectedly shot a load of cum down my Mother's throat.
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