Mom

One more time I wished waking up suddenly from a dream like now and feel your legs around my neck, trapping me but carefully, because you're almost sitting on my chest, naked, and your hands are caressing my hairs, your voice is calming me, because it's everything alright.

I'm getting used of room light, it most be a sunny day, windows and curtains are opened, and I can see how light fits you, making your body looks like a goddess. My hands are already holding your buttocks, squeezing them gently, playing. You're laughing quietly, I can see your smile, your eyes shining with love but I can guess something else in them. You're taking my both hands from where they've been moving, to place one on your breast and one close to your mouth.

My heart beats really fast seeing how delicately and with the most sensuality that only you can have is taking my index finger through your mouth and suck it slow. Your eyes are meeting mine from time to time, just to check I'm watching this. Your other hand encourages me to play with your tit too. I'm grabbing it like it only belongs to me, and my fingers are also pinching your nipple, teasing and waking up it's hardness and that never takes too long.

The next what happens is Mom holding herself on bed top with her hands. She raised enough her hips and approached my mouth, my little boy lips. I'm getting kissed, in the most lovely way anyone like me would wish. I'm always reminded that it's alright, she uses her persuasive and safe voice and I can feel how my eyes closed instantly like always, and I'm just holding her buttocks, but she's the only one allowed to lead the rhythm.

I'm being told every time, what I need to do. She knows I'm well taught, but I do also need to listen and order. I adore being ordered. That's why she's on charge of me. I listened and did what she asked. My little tongue started rubbing her pussy, from down to up. In my mind I was imagining exactly how it would look like. Her shapes and softness, getting painted by my sweet saliva, without any rush. She's calling me puppy again and it only encourages me more. That's the way I'm doing it. Her pussy tastes good and soon she will feed enough again, like last mornings. I'm thirsty. My tongue licks her labia and invade also mommy's little hole, I'm hiding inside her my tip and trying to cover all her sex with slow but also precisely moves. In and out, trying to move it further and deep as I can, it must feel really good for her. When my eyes take a look on Mom, she's enjoying, her head is resting back. She's no longer holding bedtop. Her beautiful arms bent and hold her hair, she plays with it in so erotic way, and it pushes me to try my best.

Mommy moved her paw lower and she's spreading her labia. It makes me explore all her pussy very well. She likes to expose herself to me. With her other hand she stops me by holding or pulling my hair if necessary. And she forces me to look. And so I do it. She makes me look what I've done. But everything I see is still precious to me. She's too pink and so shiny already. It's a melting treasure, and it needs to be cleaned up. The way she opens herself makes me see very well her small clit and I could even see further through this little hole, as tiny as it seems to be. Her fingers pulled me like an order and I started again. I'm told to just lick this jewel. Then my movements are now carefully, shorter and very wet. My little tip is touching it, pressing and leaving, and I'm repeating this so many times. Her moans are getting louder.

Circles around it, changing directions, slowing down or sometimes rushing. I never try to get mommy used of what I'm doing. My moves are getting always harder for her to guess. "that's my good boy" is what I listen in exchange. She would be see me proudly doing this, but she's far away right now. She's lost in these sensations, pure pleasure of it.

And now she grabs my hands suddenly and with strength, like it's her need to show it. I got them pressed against pillow above my head. She's crossing fingers with me, like we're together on this, and my heart is filled with love and joy. Her hips start pushing, slow at first, because my tongue is getting too much for her. Her body is shaking, she's agitated and mindless now. She moves like a wild lioness now, furiously. I'm closing my eyes and offering my tongue to my mom and her body is doing the rest. My hair is disheveled, my mouth and my baby lips are a mess now, mommy's chasing her climax. The touch of my little tongue on her wet labia and the sound it makes, just like her moans, almost crying of pleasure keeps me really hard. I don't want this to stop. I feel her claws nailing my hands, almost hurting me and I don't want it to stop either.

But she's coming now. When I hear her sob loudly, almost in pain I feel my heart stops. Her thighs are closing very strong, trapping me. I know she doesn't want me to go anyway right now. Even if that would be my will, even if I ever wanted to scape from this sweet prison, she would never let it happen. Mom's legs are weakening. Her beauty face hides on pillow, shushing her last sounds of pleasure. None of us is moving at all. She's still holding my hands but I really wish I could surround her body, put my hands on her back and let her get calm, slowdown, she could stay against my baby lips as much as she needs.

When mommy's moves I can finally see her again. Her long blonde hair is falling on her face, and sun makes it look like golden in our room. We both are recovering our breath. Mom leans down and kiss my lips, with so much tenderness, like I'm her true little prince, like a good morning kiss I truly deserved after all. She likes to taste herself too, and I'm making sure when our tongues are playing together, how thankfully I am, just like the way she kisses me and suck my little tip. And then, her paw is stroking my hair, removing it from my eyes. She kisses my cheek and forehead too. After this, she lies on her back, and me, forgetting completely about my erection, I'm just making her know about it by raising my leg on her. My arms are around mommy and I feel a need to hide my face on her breast. She's closing her eyes and letting me do, she opens and receive me. My lips are sucking her nipple with love, like a baby boy and I'm closing eyes. My hand holds her other breasts and also touches her smooth belly. I'm bending my legs and surround her, using my arms too for this. She's humming, and I can hear also how birds from garden seems to follow her song, and it sounds to quiet in our room. It remains so peacefully like this, until I feel something grabbing decided my small and sleepy dick. And I know what she'll do soon.