Your Son Looks At Me A Lot Ch 02

Your Son Looks at Me a Lot

Chapter 02

《I am a sweet lady who has had certain experiences in life and for a long time I have repressed some memories. However, many of them inspire me to share these stories with you. 》

Matthew kissed her neck, while one hand rubbed her tits over the dress, immediately noticing her nipples, hard as rocks.

"Ugh...my love...since I came into the kitchen this morning my son didn't take his eyes off me. He looked at my tits, my ass, my thighs. I got very nervous."

"Fuck, I'm not surprised. You're so hot you can be eaten."

Mary, with her eyes closed and feeling her husband's hard cock against her pubis, began to tell him what had happened. "I couldn't see his hands because the table was in the way. I think he was... ummm"

"What?? What do you think he was doing?"

"I don't know... exactly, but what I could see at a quick glance were his shoulders moving rhythmically."

"Then...then his hands were on his cock Was he rubbing his cock?"

"Agghhh, I don't know what he was doing to himself while looking at me."

Matthew took one of his wife's hands and led it to his cock, which, without her realizing it, he had taken out. As soon as she felt it, hard and hot in her hand, she grabbed it and began to handle it.

"You better keep that in your pants," She said, while continuing to caress it. "Our son could arrive at any moment."

"What else, what happened next?" Matthew said, becoming more and more excited.

"Sometimes...our eyes met. He would pretend to smile, but his eyes would wander to my cleavage."

The hand that was rubbing his wife's ass moved forward, towards mid-thigh, where the dress ended. He reached underneath and worked his way up. Because of the tightness of the fabric, as he went up, it dragged the skirt. He went up and up between her thighs until he reached her panties. He was surprised at how wet they were. Her pussy juices seeped through the fabric and wet his fingers.

"My love...but you're soaked."

"Ugh, I've been like this all morning."

"It turns you on when your son looks at you like that, doesn't it?"

"Ugh, Matthew..."

His hand slipped inside her panties and ran along the crack of her pussy. It looked like it had soap on it, it was so full of juices. Mary bit her lip to keep from screaming and squeezed the cock that was throbbing in her hand even harder.

"Did your pussy get wet while he was watching you? Did you get horny in front of him?"

"Ummmmmm Matthew.....Matthew..."

He began to rub her swollen clitoris, kissing her neck, licking it. He felt her shudder, close to orgasm.

"Don't deny it. I know it. I know your pussy was dripping wet as you watched his hands under the table. I know you imagined he had a hard cock and was rubbing it, looking at your tits. Right? And I'm sure you thought he had taken it out and was jerking off while watching you. Right?"

Mary couldn't take it anymore. That was what she thought. Exactly that. She even thought that Paul was cumming while watching her, painting the underside of the table with his milk, and that he was leaving it there for her to discover later. She tensed up, pressed herself against her husband and began to cum. All the sexual tension that had built up during the morning exploded like a bomb against Matthew's hand.

He held her, pressing her against the kitchen counter, while Mary was cumming, trembling and moaning with pleasure. She almost ripped his cock off. When she calmed down a bit, Matthew went back to the charge.

"What was that?"

"What about honey?" She replied in a low, slow voice as if she had just woken up from a long coma.

"uh? You just get off..." Matthew ran the entire palm of his hand from her legs to her pussy. "Mary, look at this!! you're dripping up to your knees and I haven't even put my cock in you."

"I'm sorry... I just..."

"OK, OK but tell me, What else? What happened next?" Matthew interrupted her and she continued to tell him what had happened.

"After breakfast, our son Paul got up and went to his room. Matthew, I am sure your son had a hard on. I couldn't help but stare. He had a big bulge in his pants."

"Fuck...You know where he went, right?"

"Yes... to his room."

"I mean what he went to do."

"That?"

"Paul went to his room to jerk off. To have a good jerk off. He went to wank off because of you."

"What?, Matthew!!!... Do you think so?"

"I'm sure. As sure as I'm going to fuck you now."

"But he's about to arrive."

"I don't give a fuck. My dick is about to burst, it can't take it anymore"

He turned her around. Her skirt was pushed up to mid-ass. He pulled the fabric all the way up, leaving the wide and round rear uncovered. He pulled her panties down to mid-thigh, made her lean forward, resting her tits on the cold marble. He took his cock in his right hand, brought it up to her pussy and buried it all the way in, making it slide through her hot vagina. He grabbed her hips and began a furious fuck.

"Yes Mary, yes. He had a good wank in his bed. You made his cock hard and the boy had to let off steam. The fault is of this fat and leafy ass, along with these girls who look like cow udders"

"Ooooh oh my God Matthew I'm hot again. Fuck me...fuck meeeeeeeeeeeee."

"Imagine him in his bed, with his cock in his hand, his eyes closed, remembering your tits, your ass."

Closing her eyes, she imagined it. She felt her husband's hard cock drilling into her pussy and thought about Paul jerking off for her.

"Ugh, Mary... What was he thinking about? Surely about fucking your tits... or about you sucking his cock..."

"Really?... ah... aaaaagh Do you think so? Would he imagine me sucking his cock? Could he imagine me giving him a blowjob? I don't think so. Fuck me harder... harder!!!"

"Of course I do... That and much more."

A thousand ideas ran through Mary's head, and she came again, throwing her head back and suppressing a huge scream. Matthew was also about to cum, but he had an idea. He always wanted to do something with Mary, but she always said no. Now he had her really horny. He pressed his luck.

"Mommy... Will you suck my cock?"

When Mary heard him call her mommy she almost orgasmed again. She stood still...The words echoed in her head.

"No, that's impossible..."

"Please, suck my cock... I'm so hot. You've made me so hot...that ass...your tits..."

"No... I can't."

Matthew started to talk to her in a different tone of voice, he even tried to make faces like a dissatisfied and sad young man, he started to call her mommy, and that apparently warmed her up too much.

"Please, I know you want to see and feel my dick, or tell me why you dressed up as a whore this morning."

"No, no, I wore this dress because I haven't worn it for a long time and I wanted to see how it looked on me, I never wanted to look like a whore."

"Please, please suck my cock while I remember how you looked this morning from behind in that beautiful dress."

"No dear, please don't think that way, please, don't think that I moved my ass a lot while I was making breakfast, and please don't think that I bent down many times to show you my wet panties. It was because I needed a lot of utensils from the low kitchen cabinet. Don't think that when I served you breakfast this morning, I bent over in the weird hope that one of my breasts would accidentally come out."

"Please, take my cock and suck out my milk, as much as came out of me this morning while I was masturbating thinking of you...."

She sat up, pulling his cock out of her pussy. She turned around, her heart racing.

"So my son wants his dick sucked, huh?"

"Yes, yes... look how I am."

His cock seemed ready to burst. It had been a long time since he had gotten so hard. Mary slowly knelt down, put her hands on his thighs and took it in her mouth. It tasted like pussy, like her pussy. She closed her eyes and began a superb blowjob.

"Do you like how mommy sucks your cock?"

"Ugh yeah yeah..."

Matthew watched the blowjob. He didn't remember one so sensual. He was so horny that he couldn't hold out much longer. He put his hands in his wife's hair and followed the movement of her head.

"Ummm my gosh... how delicious.. Can I cum in your mouth?"

"Of course my love... cum in mommy's mouth."

Matthew was a little surprised she rarely let him cum in her mouth. She almost always pulled off at the last minute and made him cum on her tits or belly.

Matthew felt his orgasm coming. He moved his hips slightly, fucking his wife's hot mouth.

"Aggggggh... I'm going to cum...will you...will you swallow all my milk?"

"Mommy will drink all the milk that comes out of your cock."

He couldn't take it anymore. He exploded with force and his cock began to shoot strong lances of semen against Mary's tongue and palate. And when he heard her swallow, he closed his eyes and continued cumming, enjoying himself beyond words.

She had never swallowed Matthew's milk, she always went to the bathroom after he ejaculated and flushed it down the toilet, but this time Mary did not stop swallowing. When his cock stopped flowing, she continued sucking, licking, until she had it clean.

She took it out of her mouth and looked at her husband. "Did you like the way I sucked your cock?"

"Mary, it was the best blowjob of my life."

"OK because this is the first and last time, please forget everything I said, even what just happened, I feel very uncomfortable and weird. This never happened."

"Uh? Mary take it easy I.." He quickly helped her up and kissed her. Her mouth tasted salty. They heard the door. Paul had returned. She hurriedly pulled up her panties, lowered her skirt, and Matthew put his cock away.

During the meal, Matthew kept glancing at his son, who kept looking at his mother. Matthew also looked at his wife and made signs and winks at her. And she looked nervous and sometimes distant, her cheeks were still hot and red, she tried to avoid the looks of her son and her husband at all costs. The words during that meal were scarce, the questions were short as were the answers. Mary's face looked confused, but Matthew and Paul's gaze conveyed a satisfaction that was not easy to hide.

From that day on, for some strange reason, Mary began to wear the clothes she had saved and hadn't worn in a long time... even the ones that were too tight and too sexy to wear.

To be continued...