Broken Bliss CH 4

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Broken Bliss Chapter 4
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I was rather disappointed to wake up this morning, and realize Mom hadn’t come in to see me last night. Had I done something to offend her? If so I needed to make amends. But first things, first; I had to pee.

I walked out to the kitchen, hoping to catch Lisa before she left for school, but heard her driving off instead. Mom’s bedroom door was closed, so I knocked with me knee, but got no answer. I checked the garage, and saw that her car was still there, so went back to try her door again.

Before I knocked, however, I heard an odd sound coming from her room. I couldn’t find a proper position to put my ear to the door, as my casts kept getting in the way, but after a few seconds I was able to make out the sounds of moaning. Worried that mom might be hurt, I tried to open the door, but found it locked. I kneed the door again; calling out to see if she was hurt. Hearing shuffling on the other side, she eventually opened the door.

I was shocked to see the look on her face as she poked her head out. Her eyes were wild, and her hair was disheveled. Her eyes scanned my body, and I thought maybe even stayed a little longer on my rapidly rising crotch, before meeting my eyes. She was wearing the same camisole again; only it looked like it had been put on hastily, and bunched in odd places.

“Everything okay, hunny?” She asked, and I could tell her voice was strained.

For a second I could only stare at the woman before me. Her wild look was a turn on I never knew I had before. Then remembering my original reason for knocking, I told her I needed to pee.

“Can it wait a few minutes?” She asked. “I’m kinda in the middle of something.”

“I don’t think so, mom. I REALLY have to go.”

Mom sighed, then opened her door all the way, and led me to her bathroom. She pulled my shorts down, revealing my boner at seeing her in such a state.

“With that thing, you had better sit down to pee,” she told me. I sat down, and bent over, trying to get the head under the rim of the seat. My hands were practically on the floor, but try as I might, I couldn’t pee.

“Umm, Mom. I can’t go.” I said sheepishly.

“What do you mean you can’t…? Oh.” She said as I nodded to my erection. “I don’t know, hunny. I don’t think it is a good idea for me to keep helping you with that.”

“But mom…” I complained, “It hurts, and I really need to go, I just can’t.”

“Okay, but this should be the last time.” I don’t know what made my mom change, but I was disappointed to say the least.

She had me stand up, and I followed her to her bed. She’d grabbed some tissues from the bathroom, and a bottle from her nightstand. When she squirted the liquid in her hands, I caught the smell of strawberries. Looking at the bottle again, I saw that it was flavored lubricant. Why did mom have that? Much less have it already out? I wondered.

Mom used only one hand, this time, sliding it up and down my shaft quickly, as if she were trying to get me off as fast as possible. It had the opposite effect. It felt nowhere as good as her normal hand jobs, and couldn’t possibly compare to her oral skills.

“Are you even trying?” She asked after five minutes of her arm pumping.

“I’m sorry mom.” I told her sincerely. “It just doesn’t feel as good as the last times. I am trying, I promise.” I began to look at her body, slightly visible through the camisole, and began thinking about touching those parts, in an attempt to get off.

After another few minutes passed, she glared at me, but the look in her eyes was even wilder now, than it had been before. “Just… Just this one last time,” she told me again, “Then we need to figure out something different to take care of this.” Licking her lips, I swear I heard her moan as the head of my penis passed her wet lips. Again, it felt good, but wasn’t nearly as good as her last one. What had happened?

Returning to the thoughts of touching her, I twisted my upper torso in order to lightly stroke her hair. As soon as my hand touched her, she jerked back away from me. In her eyes was the wild gleam I had noticed all along, but now amplified ten-fold. She looked me in the eyes for only a second, before saying, “Ah, fuck it! I need to get off, and I’m going to hell anyway.” Before I could even think of a response to this odd statement, Mom ripped her camisole off, and stripped her panties away.

For the first time, I was looking at my mother nude. Her c-cup tits sagged only slightly, and her large red nipples were hard as I have ever seen a woman’s. My eyes then followed her slender waist down to her clean shaven pussy. There was no mistaking the gleam that was shining from her nether-lips. Mom needed to get off as much as I did.

“Hunny, I’m sorry to do this, but I need to get off too. I need you to lick my pussy. I want you to make me cum, and cream all over your face. Do you think you can do that for me?”

In shock, I could only nod my head. I have never heard my mom talk like this before, and it had me willing to do anything for her.

“Just this once, though, and never again. Nothing more, either. We shouldn’t be doing this, it’s wrong, but, OH!” While Mom had been talking, she was swinging her body around, and placing her wet pussy over my lips. The ‘OH!” coming as I lightly licked the side of her lips. Mom’s pussy was a little bigger in comparison to Lisa’s, but still really neat. I knew how to please a woman this way, and I knew Mom needed to get off as quick as possible; I sucked first one lip, then the other into my mouth, flicking my tongue around them while I sucked. I stuck my tongue into her hole as far as it would go, reveling in the taste of her juices.

I felt Mom’s mouth around my cock again, going down on me like she had the night before, but this time moaning as I licked and sucked her, adding a whole new dimension to the blowjob. I could tell she was getting close to cumming, and hastily sucked her clit into my mouth, and began to pop it back and forth through my teeth and tongue. This always invariable got women off, and it was no different with Mom. The first time I did it, she let out a long, heavy moan, muffled by my cock deep in her throat. On the second ‘pop’, I was rewarded with a face and mouth full of her cream. It was more than I could swallow, but I just concentrated on ‘popping’ her clit. Each time I did it, her whole body shuddered.

Knowing that I had gotten Mom off was enough to send me over the edge, and I began to hump my hips, as I pumped my load down her eager throat.

Mom tried to roll off me, but her legs got caught in my upraised casts for a moment, before she could extricate herself. It took us both a few moments before we were able to catch our breaths. Mom brought her head around and up to me, looking deep into my eyes.

“Thank you, hunny.