I pulled into Momâs driveway at about the same time I did the night before. My heart pounded with fear and anticipation. I wondered what it was that she was going to have for me. The surprise she had talked about had left me worried all night and day. I looked up at the house, it was completely dark. I thought maybe she had forgotten that she told me to come over and that she wasnât home. I got out of the car anyway and went up to the door. I knocked, no answer. I knocked again, with no evail. I sighed deeply out of joy for her not being home and out of depression from the same thing. I tried once more ringing the door bell. I heard movement inside the house, and then my Mother stood in the doorway. This time she was completely naked. Her skin was flushed, like she had just had an orgasm, or maybe had been interrupted right in the middle of one. She didnât look frustrated, but smiled at me and motioned me in excitedly.
Without a word she led me upstairs and removed my clothing. Next she took in me in the bathroom.
âWhat are we doing in here?â
âI want you to be as beautiful as you can be. So, Iâm going to give you a shower and do your hair and make-up.â
âI think I can take my own shower.â
âYou might be able to, but Iâm going to do it.â That stern voice that I had heard last night was back.
I just nodded not wanting to fight with her. I watched as she turned on the water and got it to the correct temperature. She motioned for me to get in, and I did letting the warm water flow over my body. She never got in, just stood right by the tub as she tipped my head back to get my hair wet. She lathered shampoo in it and washed it out carefully. I watched as she got the soap and rubbed it in her hands not bothering to use a washrag. She ran her hands down my body leaving a light trail of soap on my shoulders, arms, and back. She moved her hands to my breasts and spent a long time there. Soaping them up well as her fingers rolled my nipples in them. I let out a soft moan; it felt so good to have Momâs hands on my tits. She moved them quicker than I wanted her too, and her hands trailed down my belly to the mound of curly hair that covered my womanhood. She looked annoyed.
âWeâll have to do something about that.â
I looked at her, my eyes growing wide as she went to the cabinet above the toilette and got down a razor. I had shaved my pubic hair before, but it wasnât something I did on a regular basis. I felt a little scared having someone else do it. She came back to me and smiled.
âDonât worry Pet Iâll go slowly.â
She got into the shower with me and I felt the razor go across the first strip of my hair. I held my breath. Mom could feel my anxiety and brought her free hand to my clit, rubbing it gently as she shaved me bare. I moaned my eyes rolling in the back of my head as her fingers played on me. It ended soon when she spread my lips in order to get all of my pubes.
As she shaved one side, she brought one of her thumb to my hardened flower. My knees went weak and I steadied myself on the wall. She moved the razor to the other side, and stopped her thumb play on my pussy. Once I was completely free of all hair she got back out of the shower.
Grabbing the soap she lathered it in her hands, and then brought her hand between my now bare swollen lips. I moaned again as her hand slid easily back and forth on my clit, the soap creating a nice lube. She kept it up for awhile, slowly rubbing my pussy with her hand, but pulled away before I could cum. I whimpered and looked at her pleadingly.
âNo, no, no Baby. I donât want you cumming till you have your surprise.â She smiled wickedly at me and then turned me around.
She lathered her hand again, and slipped it between my asscrack. She played on my little puckered hole and sensations of desire coursed through my body. I felt one of her fingers slide into my tight back door. She probed and prodded my ass for a while, again bringing me just to the brink of an orgasm before stopping. She told me to wash all the soap off, towel off, and sit down at the vanity. She stayed making sure that I didnât linger to long on the throbbing parts of my body.
I sat in the chair looking at myself in the mirror. Mom stood behind me brushing out my hair while staring at me in the mirror. Once all of my hair was tamed she brought some of it around my shoulders, bringing her hands down to my aching nipples. I watched her hands in the mirror as she played with my breasts. My whole body shook from desire, I needed to cum so bad, but I knew there was no use in asking for it, she wouldnât give it to me.
She came in front of me, turned around, and bent over. Her ass was right in my face, and the soft flesh tempted me. She was pretending to find the right make-up to put on me. I brought my hands up and gently rubbed her ass. She wiggled it at me. I brought my lips to it, kissing one cheek then the other. I slipped my tongue between her cheeks and found the tight little hole. I heard her moan as I pushed my tongue into it. I began fucking her ass with my tongue, holding her hips with my hands as I stuck my tongue deep inside of her. She moved my hands from her and turned around spreading her legs. My tongue instantly went to her pussy. Her juices were already flowing down her legs, and I lapped as much as I could up. I tickled her clit with my tongue, and then moved it back to her hole.
âFuck my pussy with that tongue girl!â She said heatedly.
I pushed my tongue inside of her, moving it in small circles for a minute then moving it in and out of her. She grabbed the back of my head pushing me into her more. I felt the fluid of hot juices hit my tongue before she announced that she was cumming, and she grinded her pussy on my tongue my nose pushing into her clit as she screamed and moaned her passion. When she began to calm down she pushed me away. She smiled, her eyes half closed in the aftermath of her orgasm. Her voice was low and still filled with desire.
âYou know what? Iâm not going to put any make-up on you. I think your surprise would just love to see your face wet with my cum.â
âWhat is my surprise Mom?â My voice was shaky from my need to cum.
âGet on the bed, and Iâll go get him.â
âHim?â
âYes, him.â My Mother gave me another one of her deviant smiles.
âHeâs been here for awhile. I have him all nice and ready to take you.â
âWhoâs him Mother?â
âWhy do you question me girl? Shut up, get on the bed, and wait!â
I said no more, but I had a sinking feeling in my stomach. I watched Mom walk out and soon she was back, my boyfriend in tow. I shook my head, if there was anything in this world that I didnât want it was my boyfriend to know that I had been taught how to fuck by my own Mother. He didnât seem to mind though, I looked at him, standing before me naked, his manhood waving proudly. He said nothing to me as he reached out and wiped some of Momâs cum from my face. Mom just stood there looking proud. But the look soon faded when Chuck and I did nothing but stare at each other. After awhile Chuckâs eyes broke from mine and he looked at my Mother for direction. She smiled at him.
âHold on my boy and we will take her together. You know Honey, you really should have fucked this guy the minute you met him. Heâs a good boy, knows how to fuck real well.â
I stared at her and then turned my eyes to him. I couldnât believe that he had fucked my Mother. I started to get up. I wanted to leave, but Mom was quick. She pushed me back on the bed.
âWhere the hell do you think youâre going? Have I said to get up? Have I told you to move?â
âNo.â
âThen sit there you little bitch!â
She went back to the same drawer she had last night, took out the same toy she had used on me. She came over to Chuck and had him help her put it on. I snorted, I knew full well that she didnât need help with it. But it gave her the chance to have me watch my boyfriend feel my Mother up.
She turned around and kissed him. I let out a low growl of anger. She pulled away from him and laughed, bringing her hand out to pat me on the head. She turned back to Chuck.
âWhere do you want to take her first Love?â
âI want her pussy.â
âNot her mouth?â
âNo, Iâve had that before, and though sheâs a pretty good little cocksucker I want something new.â
I just stared at them. They were talking about me like I was a piece of meat. My Mother touched Chuckâs cheek lightly.
âAlright then my Sweet.â
She looked at me.
âTurn around!â
I did so getting on my hands and knees. I knew there was no point in fighting them. I felt Chuck come up behind me. His hands gently played on my ass for a minute, and the desire to cum came back into my body with full force. My Mother came up by my head.
âSuck my cock, my little slut.â
I took her toy into my mouth and began to suck it as though it was real. She pumped her hips into me, shoving the toy back into my throat. I felt Chuckâs cock rub against my clit, and my arms about gave out on me. I moaned and spread my legs just a little further. He brought his cock from the top of my pussy slowly down to my hole and pushed his tool in gently. I felt every inch of his throbbing cock enter my being. I moaned louder, taking Momâs toy further down my throat as Chuck began to push in and out of my cunt. My hips moved with his rhythm, I could hear his moans of pleasure as my muscles milked his cock. His hands went back to my ass, massaging it as his thrust got harder. My mother moved my hair out of my face and I looked up at her, the toy still firmly planted in my mouth.
âI knew youâd like my surprise. You love having his cock buried in you while Momma fucks your mouth donât you?â
I nodded and moaned. My pussy was beginning to spasm from my building orgasm. Mother sensed my oncoming orgasm.
âAre you going to cum Honey?â
I nodded again.
âPull out Chuck!â
Chuck pulled out though from his sigh I knew he didnât want to. Mom popped her toy out of my mouth and lifted my face.
âYou have not yet done enough to please me and your boyfriend to be allowed to cum!â