The Negotiation Pt. 02

Judy

Everything was going swimmingly. My son was obviously very pleased with my cock sucking skills and I was ecstatic to perform them.

He was also getting more and more bossy which I liked quite a bit. I wondered if he even noticed how he was changing.

I loved sucking him off. I have started sucking his balls as well but have yet to take his cum down my throat. I want to do it so badly but have been waiting for a special occasion.

I walk downstairs in the morning and turn the coffee maker on. I walk into the living room and notice Peter standing in the center of the room.

"Hey, honey," I say.

"Morning," he answers.

I look at him. Something is strange about how and where he is standing. It doesn't really make sense.

"Is everything okay?" I ask.

"Yup."

"What are you doing?" I ask.

"Waiting."

"Waiting for?"

"Waiting for you to take care of me."

I laugh.

"Well then go sit down and I'll be right there."

"I don't want to sit down."

That statement gets my chest heaving.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean I don't wish to sit."

I can feel my pussy gushing into my panties, I really am shameful. I walk slowly to him trying to gather my thoughts.

"Then how exactly am I to suck you off?" I ask.

I don't usually talk dirty like that to him. I say would you like me to pleasure you or something similar. I thought he would appreciate my dirtiness if what I thought was happening was really happening.

"I guess you will have to get on your knees," he answers.

"You guess?" I ask while standing defiantly before him.

____________________________

Peter

I had been thinking about this quite a bit. It still constantly gnawed at me why she ever suggested to be solely responsible for my orgasms. I mean at first she said no, then, all of a sudden, she wants sole responsibility of it.

And not only is she amazing at it, she seems to enjoy it just as much. It just didn't add up. So lately I have been experimenting with a theory. It is pretty far fetched but it is the only thing I can come up with.

Maybe she is a pleaser that enjoys being told what to do. Maybe she gets off on it. I have been testing my theory by being a little authoritative here and there and she has seemed to react positively to it.

So today I once again take a sort of leap of faith.

"Get.... on...... your...... knees," I say.

She hesitates while she looks me in the eye. I am wondering if it is some sort of standoff. Then slowly, and most assuredly, lowers herself to her knees.

She looks very seriously at my crotch and waits with her hands clasped behind her back.

"Now take my cock out and suck it."

She looks up at me with the most serious expression I have ever seen her have. It is unnerving.

Then she unclasps her hands from behind her back and unbuttons my pants and pulls out my raging hard dick. I have never been turned on more.

She strokes my cock gently with long smooth strokes never losing that expression. She takes it in her mouth and sucks me off with purpose.

I watch her head bob forward and back again and again, occasionally lifting off and licking around it's head and then sucking only the top of my cock. It was pure pleasure.

When I feel my orgasm begin I don't try and hold it back. I want to cum. I want to see where she puts it. She is dressed for work. Even though she works from home she still dresses as if she was going into an office.

I don't close my eyes or put my head back. I want to watch. The curiosity, the anticipation is pure delight.

I moan so she will know I am close. Suddenly I feel her grab my pants and pull me all the way into her. I can feel her throat close around my cock.

My own mom was fucking me with her throat. I can not believe it. I lose all control and spew my cum into her.

She takes it all and when she pulls back she is licking the head of my cock for any remnants of my load. She continues in this way until I grow soft.

She leans back and looks up at me. Still looking serious.

"May I stand?"

"Uh... yes," I stammer.

She stands and again puts her hands behind her back.

"I need to start working soon. May I go and clean myself up first."

"Of course," I say dumbfoundedly.

____________________________

Judy

I stride confidently towards the bathroom but I am anything but. I am feeling rather disoriented.

After cleaning up I stare at myself in the mirror. I am nervous but it is a good nervous. My relationship with my son is changing.

He is going to start taking all of me now. Of that I am sure.

When I walk back he is sitting on a chair in the living room. I walk to him and he holds out his hand. I take his hand in mine and he pulls me into his lap.

"I thought you had to start working."

"I have a few more minutes."

"You know what this means," he says while he starts unbuttoning my blouse.

His boldness is making me wet between my legs.

"You're the boss now?*

He slips his hand into my bra and grabs hold of my breast. I feel myself melt into him.

My body twitches when he finds my nipple. My pussy is so wet and I want to cum so badly.

"And I plan on taking whatever I want from now on."

"I assumed as much," I reply.

"I'm going to need a new promise from you."

"What promise would that be?"

"You will be promise to be all I desire you to be."

He is twirling my nipple with his fingers which is driving me wild and with his words it's more than I can take.

"I... will... be.... all...... you desire," I breathe out while shaking and cumming right there in my son's lap.

___________________________

Peter

I am driving home and can't get this morning out of my mind. It was nothing short of incredible.

I thought all day about how I was going to approach all this. I wasn't sure how it was all going to go.

I knew for a fact that I was fucking her tonight.

She is in the kitchen at the stove when I get home. She has an apron over her work clothes.

"Hi, honey. Dinner will be ready soon," she says.

I can't peel my eyes away from her incredible ass. The outline of it in her tight skirt drives me crazy. The way it sways as she moves.

I like that everything seems normal.

"Why don't you go clean up and I'll set everything out."

I clean up and she's sitting at the table waiting for me. We chat about our days as if nothing had changed.

I finish before her and sit and watch her. She looks up occasionally and smiles and goes back to her food.

"Have you been with anyone since dad died," I ask.

"No."

"Have you ever been asked out?"

"Yes.*

"Often?"

"I don't know. I have had my share of offers, but I had a son to raise and wasn't interested."

I sit and watch as she finishes her meal and clears the table. Her body is just so amazing, I can't look away. When she finishes she turns to me.

"I'm going to clean up and change. Is there anything, in particular, I should wear?"

I smile. I had been wondering if she wanted to completely forget this morning.

"Yes. I'd like you to come back in nothing but panties and a shirt that barely covers that beautiful area of yours that I have been thinking about all day."

I'm encouraged by the way her body seems to react to my words. Her knees seem to tremble a bit.

"I see. I shouldn't be long," she answers.

"And wear your hair up," I say as I walk to her. I grab hold of her hair and lift it up over her. "I want you to find different styles of wearing it up."

"Really?"

"Really. Let's consider it a rule," I say as I lower my hand to her leg and slowly caress upwards on her thigh. Her skin is silky smooth and I can feel the warmth of her crotch when I get close.

She closes her eyes and moans softly at my touch. Her breathing noticeably increases.

"I understand," she breathes.

I bring my mouth close to her ear.

"You do realize you are being fucked tonight," I whisper.

"The thought had crossed my mind. You are not exactly being subtle,"

"I think the time for subtlety is behind us, don't you?"

"I suppose so. Should I go see to your... directives or do you require more of me here?"

I like how she used the word 'require'.

"You may go now. I will go clean up as well."

____________________________

Judy

I nearly ran to my bedroom. His assertiveness was driving me wild. I am so wet between my legs.

I wash and put my hair up, then go to my underwear drawer. He didn't say what kind of underwear to wear. I don't like the idea of displeasing him.

I decide on a pair of regular white panties with a cute little rose on the front. I like the way they look on me. If he wants something different then he can say so.

I look at my reflection in the full length mirror in my room. I think he will be happy with what he sees.

I realize I like that he gave me a rule.

I want more if them, I realize how hopeless I am. My son is going to fuck me and I can't wait.

I find a shirt that barely covers me.

____________________________

Peter

I wait impatiently for my mom in the living room chair. When she appears I nearly choke on my own saliva.

She looks stunningly sexy. Her hair is up in a pigtail style which makes her even more irresistible. I can see the jiggle of her braless breasts bouncing.

Her shirt sways as she moves giving me a peek of her white cotton panties. I'm surprised by her choice. How could she know how much normal white panties turn me on?

She is everything I have ever dreamed of, and yet, so much more.

"It's about time," I tease.

She giggles.

"You didn't dictate a specific time allowance."

I love that she is bantering with me.

"Maybe I will next time."

"Then you will make me rush, and I went to a considerable amount of trouble to look nice for you. Are you not pleased with the result?"

"You are perfection itself."

Her beaming smile makes her even more beautiful. She stands just out of reach before me.

"Perfection takes time, kind sir."

"You are worth the wait."

"May I choose where to sit?"

"There is only one place for you to sit and that is here in my lap," I say as I hold out my hand.

"I don't know, the last time I sat there you were very free with your hands."

"I plan to be free with more than my hands tonight."

She places her hand into mine and I pull her to me.

She straddles my lap and my hands immediately move to her ass.

"There are those free hands again," she says as she sighs.

"I suggest you get used to the idea," I say as my hands explore upward under her shirt.

I bring my hands up her back and I hear her moan as I grab her large breasts with my hands. I have never felt anything so incredible.

I pull her shirt up and bury my face between them. I hear her giggle as I kiss my way to her nipple.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh," she cries.

I move my hands back to her ass and squeeze as I suck her nipple. Her breasts heave and her moans grow more intense.

I pull back.

"None of that now. I want my cock inside you when you cum."

"Then you better be inside me soon because I can't help myself when you touch me there."

I gently push her off of me and i take off my pants and underwear. I sit back down and watch her pull her panties down.

"Lift your shirt a little," I tell her.

She lifts her shirt and I see her gorgeous pussy. I can clearly see how excited she is.

She moves one hand and caresses all around her pussy and forms a V with two of her fingers and strokes herself with them.

"Is this what you want so badly tonight, honey?"

"It is exactly what I want," I answer.

"It's right here waiting for you."

She was driving me mad. I worried I may not last long.

I hold out my hand and she smiles as she places hers in mine. I pull her onto me and she moans as she lowers herself onto my cock.

"It has been so long," she breathes.

I can't believe how incredible she feels.

I close my eyes as she slowly moves up and down my cock, concentrating

on her amazing feel. My hands caress her ass. Her moans telling me she is enjoying herself just as much.

I open my eyes and kiss her breasts. I know how sensitive her nipples are and I find one with my mouth.

"Ohhhhhhh, I'm not going to last long if you do that," she cries.

I don't want her to last long. I want to cum all over my cock.

___________________________

Judy

He's driving me wild, sucking my tit while I ride his cock. My body screams delightfully. I can feel my excitement everywhere on me while the purest pleasure flows inside me.

I know I'm going to cum. I am going to cum hard. I am going to cum completely. There is no going back from this. I must do all I can to keep him happy. To keep him coming back for more.

I need more.

"Oh, Peter!" I cry as my body convulses and my orgasm rips through me. My moans come out in an uncontrollable stuttering procession.

I can feel his warm cum shoot inside me and I giggle with happiness. I slow when I feel him soften.

I lay against him and listen to our erratic breathing calm.

"That was incredible," he says.

"Oh? I can still compete with the younger girls?"

"I don't know. I have never been with a younger girl."

"What?" I say as I lift off him. "You have had girlfriends."

"Not really. I have dated and fooled around but have never actually had sex. It was always so complicated. It was just easier to watch porn and take care of myself."

"Oh my God, I had no idea."

"I don't care. I couldn't imagine a better first time."

"You were amazing. I can't believe that was your first time. You are a natural."

"I'm glad you think so because I plan to explore every inch of your body."

"Keep talking like that and it will need to be soon."

"That can be arranged."

"Why don't you sleep in my bed tonight and we will see if your actions can keep up with your mouth."

"I doubt we'd get much sleep."

"Who said anything about sleep?"

He laughs as pulls me back to him and I sigh contentedly.

When I eventually lift my head and turn to him he pulls my lips to his and a whole new form of excitement flows through me...... a different excitement.

He has taken hold of my body but now I feel my heart being lost to him.

He kiss is soft as he explores my lips. I smile as his tongue gently slips into my mouth and I meet it with my own.

I like that he is playful at first. I don't wish to be serious all the time. I moan when his intensity increases. I can feel his hands exploring me.

I feel the loss of his lips when he pulls his away. He positions me facing away from him in his lap. He lifts the shirt over my breasts leaving my naked body exposed.

His hands cover my breasts as I can feel his hot breath on my neck. I push my head back on his shoulder and arch my back as his lips find my neck.

I am lost.

I have never felt so completely undone.

He owns me. He absolutely and unequivocally owns me.

When his fingers find both my nipples I cry out.

"You are going to make me cum again," I whine.

"And again, and again, and again," he whispers into my ear.

His touch and his words are driving me mad. I can feel his hard cock beneath me.

"Please put your cock back inside me. Fuck me like this, with your hands where they are. You will make me scream."

He lifts me onto him and I can feel his hard cock slide inside me. I grind my pussy on him as his hands go back to my breasts.

"I am going to go mad," I say as he twirls his thumbs over my nipples and his fingers squeeze my breasts.

I can feel another orgasm coming. I have no ability to prevent it. He has complete control over me.

I grind harder and I can feel his cock thrusting upward. His cock fills me perfectly as if it was made just for me.

'I am so fucking lost', I think as another orgasm pushes through, making me scream for him as I had said I would.

I needed him to understand so when I calm I climb off him and go to my knees before him. I take his cum dirty cock into my mouth and suck him hard.

I jerk the base of his cock and suck the top. When I feel his cock twitch I pull off and place it against my face and continue to jerk him.

His load spews all over my face. I rub his cock over my face, take him back into my mouth and suck the remaining cum out of him.

I hope beyond hope he understands.

____________________________

Peter

I can't believe what just happened. My mother just put my filthy cock in her mouth and took my cum all over her face and then put it back in her mouth.

Who is this woman?

By the time we made it to bed we both fell asleep quickly so I guess that means I can't keep up with my mouth.

I was exhausted and now am glad there is more to discover today. I am more than looking forward to exploring more.

I walk downstairs and she is leaning over the counter talking to her friend on her phone. I walk behind her and run my hands up her back. She turns and smiles and points to the phone in her hand.

I smile and bring my hands down and lift her skirt up. She has a pair of sexy pale blue panties on that show alot of ass cheek. She keeps talking as I pull her panties down. She steps out of them and I stand. She giggles as I twirl them around my finger.

I hear her voice stutter when I pull my cock out and rub it under her crotch from behind.

"Betty, I am going to have to call you back. Peter is here and he is distracting me."

She puts down her phone and turns her head to me.

"What are you doing?" she asks.

I pull her ass back and press my cock to her pussy. It is already wet and ready for me.

She moans as I enter her.

"This is what I am doing," I say as I work my cock in and out of her.

"I...... was talking..... with.... Betty," she says through ragged breaths.

"Yes, I know. Bent over the counter so seductively. You should be more careful around me. You left me no choice."

"I'll remember that from now on."

She is so wet my clock glides smoothly in and out of her.

She doesn't cum as quickly like this which is fine with me. She cries out when I start fucking her harder.

"Oh my God," she soon grunts out. "You are going to drive me mad."

I concentrate on pumping in and out of her. I admire the jiggle of her ass as my body slaps against it. Soon she cries out as her orgasm rips through her. Watching her brings on my own excitement and I pump my cum inside her.

I leave her face down on the counter breathing heavy to go clean myself up.

____________________________

Judy

Oh my God! He just leaves me spread across the counter to gather myself. I can't describe how happy I am with how all this is going.

I straighten and find my panties, that he obviously tossed on the floor. I giggle as I freshen up. I put my panties back on and wonder if he liked them.

I am drinking coffee when he returns.

"Proud of yourself?" I ask.

"Usually." he answers playfully. "Aren't you going to call Betty back?*

"I will when you leave. I'm not sure I can trust you anymore."

"You can most definitely not," he answers.

"You are going to wear me out."

"Probably. We will see how long your 'more experienced' body can last."

I giggle.

"You mean my old ass?"

"Doesn't look old to me."

I smile.

"I was wondering if you liked my choice of underwear today?"

"I imagine I will enjoy all your choices since I like the idea of being surprised, but at night when we are lounging I would prefer ones like the ones you wore last night."

"I see."

I did see. At night he wanted comfortable and during the day he wanted daring and uncertainty. Most of all he wants uncomplicated.

I can do that.

I will do that.