"We'll Do Your Mom First," I Said 9
"She's fallen asleep," Kev announced when I got back from the washroom. I'd rushed off to the pisser the second the movie had ended.
"She has?" I asked innocently.
"Do you think she's okay, I can't seem to wake her."
"It's late. She was probably just tired, maybe we better help her to her room," I suggested.
"Why, do you think something wrong with her?"
I smiled. I watched my friend and saw as realization suddenly dawned. "You didn't put something in her drink did you?"
"You get her arms, I'll get her legs," I answered as I moved over and stood between her legs.
"What was it?" Kevin asked as I put my hands under Mrs. White's legs and slowly pulled then up off the ground.
"Don't let your mom fall," I ordered as I started to pull her up off the couch and towards me. The kimono spilled open as I did and the hem of the matching nightie she wore below rode high up onto her thighs.
"We can't," Kevin said even as he grabbed his mom's shoulders.
"Michelle's wearing sexy white lace panties tonight," I told my friend as we started across the room with his mom in our arms.
"Don't call her that ... she's Mrs. White to you," he answered, trying to assert some authority even as his eyes strayed to his mom's legs. At his angle he couldn't see her panties.
"She dressed up in her sexiest panties for yours truly, I'll bet she was hoping I'd get to see them."
"She did not."
"You go first.... go backwards," I instructed as we neared the playroom door.
"Don't look at her," he ordered as, backing up, he struggled to hold his mom up. My supporting hands had moved up even farther and were now right under her bum.
I ignored him and then when he stumbled a bit I told him, "God Kev, don't touch your mother's tits!" One of his hands, slipping, had grasped his mother's breast.
"I'm not. Fuck, you should have gone first." A minute later, after struggling down the hall to the White's master bedroom, we deposited Kevin's mother in the middle of her king size bed.
"We'll have to take off her robe," I instructed as I undid the sash that held it together. "Lift her shoulders up so I can get it off."
"Do we have to? Couldn't we just--" He stopped as the outer robe slipped off his mom's shoulders and down her back. The matching nightie, once exposed, was décolleté and tightly hugged the full breasts that were clearly braless. Both of us could easily see the dark circles of her areolas and the nipples that protruded up from them. "Will, we can't--"
I ignored him.
"Nooooo." A moaning protest as he watched me slip one of the spaghetti straps of the gown off her shoulder. Then the second. Mrs. W's breasts were perfect.
"What are you going to do?" he asked as I worked the garment down over her hips. She was wearing matching lace, bikini panties. I pulled them slowly down. Mouth agape, he said nothing as I arranged his mother's hands at her sides and spread her knees slightly. Her blond bush stared up at me. He said nothing when I turned and left the room. He was still sitting in the same position on the edge of the bed next to his mom when I reappeared thirty seconds later. Except he had a huge hard on sticking out from his now undone fly. I had my digital camera in my hand.
He came out of it when I took the first picture. "She's my mom." he said. I handed him the camera.
"I want you to film me," I told him as he took the offered camera, then I scrambled up the bed between his mom's legs.
"Film what? You're not going to--"
"My first nipple," I answered as my hand closed around Michelle White's left breast. Seconds later I'd bent over her and captured her right one between my lips. For minutes I feasted on her, my sucking lips continually darting from one nipple to the other.
"She'll wake up," Kev protested in the background. I finally pulled back from the succulent orbs.
"Your turn," I offered as I cupped one of Mrs. White's breasts in my now sweaty palm and squeezed it.
"It's wrong," he protested.
"No." I took his hand and placed it on his mom's tit. He groaned but he didn't let go. "It's so wrong," he said as his other hand closed on her other breast.
"Put it in your mouth, like you did when you were a baby," I encouraged as I pointed the camera and pushed the record button. He did. It had been eighteen years since he'd sucked at his mother's nipples. As his hands and mouth worked I slipped back off the bed and then quickly shucked my shorts. Then I climbed up back between them, my hard cock bobbing up against my stomach.
"She trims it," I said as my hands slipped up her inner thighs.
"Trims what?" he asked as he looked up from his mom's breast.
"Her blond bush," I said as my left hand slipped over her mound.
"Don't touch it," he ordered, watching intently as I spread the lips of his mom's sex.
"Jeeesus Kev, look at this man," I said as I bared her pink insides.
"What?" He'd forgotten her breasts. "What is it?"
"Her clitoris, look, right here," I said as I gently nudged the little bud with my finger.
"She'll wake up," he said as I dipped my head and then lightly put the tip of my tongue on her bright pink protrusion. "Are you sure that's her clit?"
"Oh fuck... oh fuck... oh fuck," I groaned into her slit as my tongue ran up and down the moist channel.
"What? What is it?"
"Look how pink she is inside. You have to taste it Kev."
"What's it like?" I moved back. A second later Kevin White's tongue was inside his mother's vagina!
"It's my turn," I ordered two minutes later, but Kev ignored me until I forcefully pulled his head back. It was my cocks turn.
"What are you going to do? You're not going to put it inside mom are you?" Kev asked as I moved in.
"Not today," I answered as I brought my straining, engorged erection right up to the now glistening lips of his mom's vagina. "I'm just introducing myself," I added as I slid my cockhead up and down her channel.
Then I pushed the middle finger of my left hand inside her . "What's it feel like?" he asked. In his excitement Kev was actually panting.
"Fuck, she's tight ... but wet ... Christ really wet Kev," I told my friend as I slipped a second finger inside.
"She is? Are they supposed to be?"
"But it's so tight. I don't think my cock will ever fit in here. Oh my gawd she just squeezed my fingers."
"She did? Let me try now, it's my turn," Kev demanded. I slowly pulled my fingers out of his mother. Then brought them to my face and smelled them. Then I held them under Kev's nose. His hand was slowly palming his cock.
I held the camera and stared filming once Kevin had positioned himself between Mrs. W's legs. Excited, he actually slipped the bulb that was his cockhead completely inside his mom. Then quickly pulled it out. Then, after looking at me, as if to get my okay, he pushed it in again.
"Push it in all the way," I encouraged. And then I filmed him as he pushed every inch of his long cock deep inside his mom. She groaned in her sleep.
"It's tight Will, it's squeezing me too," my friend groaned as he slowly pulled it all the way out.
"Do it again," I told him. He immediately obeyed. "Again," I ordered.
"Oh fuck, I'm going to cum," he stammered even before he'd bottomed out the third time.
"Jesus, take it out, don't cum in her," I ordered. The first thick creamy strand of cum exploded from the end of his penis scant milliseconds after he'd pulled out. Scrambling to his feet, and still spurting, he raced to his mother's bathroom.