Taking the Edge Off

‘No big deal,’ his mother repeated. ‘Now just do it!’

But Michael knew that if he did, it wouldn’t be an in and out thing, over with the click of her fingers. He was scared of what door this would open.

Impatiently then Karen took his girth in hand and guided him to where she wanted him. Suddenly the engorged head of his cock was parting her shiny wet labia like a heat-seeking missile lining up for take-off, and then the whimper between them as he penetrated her an inch and then two…

‘Mom-

‘Shhh-

‘Mom, no-

‘Big deal!’

Karen guided her son deeper into her pussy, knowing all too well that she had brought it on herself. It wasn’t a question of what she had been thinking either because these things didn’t require much thought. She just wanted to flip the boy’s switch.

‘All you have to do is push now,’ she whispered, still trying to remain in control of herself. ‘A little at a time,’ she coaxed, taking her hand away and resting back onto her elbows. And oh god the sight of her beautiful son’s setting cock disappearing an inch at a time below the horizon of her mons.