Mom Loves to Suck

Mom Loves To Suck!

By

Laura Lovecraft

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PUBLISHED BY: L.L. Craft Publications

Mom Loves To Suck

Copyright © 2014 by Laura Lovecraft

All Characters Are 18 and over

Chapter One

“Oh Sean, that feels soooo good!” Kelly purred while my tongue teased in a slow figure eight around her clit.

Lifting her long slender legs, Kelly placed her soft feet on my shoulders and moaned when I trailed my tongue down through her lips and slipped it inside her hot little pink box.

“Hmm that’s nice.” She sighed, her hand running through my hair.

I looked up to see her brown eyes fixed on me as I moved my head back and forth, fucking her with my rigid tongue.

“Play with your tits.” I said softly.

“My tits?” she frowned, “Why would I?”

Resisting the urge to roll my eyes, I smiled up at her, “Because it looks damn sexy and I’d love to see you do it.”

She pursed her lips as if thinking it over and I forced myself not to sound frustrated. Instead, I flicked my tongue across her clit causing her to gasp, and asked again, “Please, Kelly? Please play with those pretty nipples for me.”

“Okay.” She said, sending a surge through my already hard cock. To my delight she took her hard pink nubs between her purple tipped fingers. It looked as good as I thought it would, then she managed to take some of that away by sighing , “I feel like a reject from a porn doing this.”

“You’re doing it for me.” I kept my voice even. Christ a year and a half of dating, six months of having sex and Kelly still acted like a prude. “I love it.”

“And I love you.” She gave me that sweet smile that usually melted me, but at the moment annoyed me, couldn’t she just tell me to lick her pussy or say something fun? We said I love you five times a day.

“Do you love this?” I sucked her clit into my mouth and eased a finger inside her tight slit.

“I do!” she moaned, “Feels good.”

“What does?” I prodded with little hope.

“I like….” She giggled, “You licking my pussy.”

Holy shit! She’d said it! The little giggle had added to the thrill and gently working a second finger inside her I began sucking her clit in a slow rhythm matching my fingers. Kelly moaned and although I knew it didn’t come from her toying with her nipples seeing her do it added to the excitement. My mouth worked her clit as I stared up at her small, but perky little tits.

Last week she had finally let me cum on them. For months it was either inside her as we ‘made love’ or on her stomach or thigh. She said cumming on her tits was slutty. Slutty and dirty were her two favorite words, but she used them in the negative sense. As Kelly moaned louder and rocked her hips into my fingers, I eyed her parted lips and like I did every time we had the chance to have sex wondered if today might just be the day she would grow up and suck my cock.

My attention shifted to what was currently going on when Kelly released a sharp little yelp and her toes curled into my shoulders. Her hips lifted and she thrust them hard into my fingers while going into a series of high pitched little hiccups as her pussy tightened around my fingers. I continued to suck her clit as she whimpered softly and made those cute little noises that caused my cock to push into the bed.

“Oh damn.” She sighed, removing her feet from my shoulders. “You’re so good at that.”

“Because I love doing it.” I said sitting up between her legs, “I love to make you feel good.”

I added that last part as a hint towards what I was going to look for. Whether she caught it or not who knew? Kelly had stopped playing with her nipples and beckoned me with her finger, “Come up here.”

I eased up between her legs and reaching down she grabbed my cock and stroked it.

“Wow, you’re hard.” She giggled, “I bet I know where you want it.”

“You do?” I asked hopefully.

“Yup.” She lowered my cock and pushed it against her wet pussy. “Right inside me.”

“How about it goes between other lips first?”

Kelly stopped stroking me and sighed, “Really Sean? Can’t we ever have sex without you looking for me to blow you?”

“Can’t you ever blow me?” I asked, “If you did it sometimes I wouldn’t ask.”

Kelly let go of my cock and slid up into a sitting position.

“Why do you have to ask at all?” she crossed her arms over her tits and my cock deflated between my legs. “It’s dirty. Sluts do that.”

I looked down between her legs at her smooth pink pussy and wanted to slap myself. We had three hours before her parents came home, I should have had sex with her then while we laid there started playing with her again to get her in the mood then try for what was becoming the ever elusive blow job.

“Come on Kelly women haven’t thought that since the damn fifties. All girls do it, you going to tell me every girl in school is a pig?”

“I’m not every girl.” She tossed her long dark hair.

Biting back the reply that I knew she wasn’t because any other girl would have no issue going down on their boyfriend, I put my hands out to her, “No, you’re my girl and you’d only be doing it for me. You wouldn’t be a slut.”

“I just don’t like it okay, Sean?” Her brown eyes flashed and drawing her legs up she grabbed a pillow and put it over her chest, effectively telling me sex was off the table. “Is that a better answer?”

“If you tried it and told me then it would be.” I sighed. That wasn’t really true; I think I would still be pissed, but less so if she gave it a shot. “But you won’t even try.”

“Why is it such a big deal?” she demanded, “Is it so you can tell your friends that I did it? You can tell them all about it?”

“No!” I turned and sat back against the headboard next to her, “I don’t talk about what we do, Kelly, that’s our business.”

“Good.” She nodded, “But really, Sean, why? Because you like how it looks in the dirty movies?”

“Because it would feel good!” I told her in exasperation. “It looks like it feels amazing. Doesn’t it feel good when I do it to you? Seems like it does.”

“Oh, I’m going to get that thrown in my face, now?” She hugged the pillow tighter. “Then you don’t have to do that for me anymore.”

“Oh, stop it, I like doing it. It makes you feel good and I like to make you feel good.”

“And I like to make you feel good.” Looking at me, she pointed at my semi hard cock, “Sean last weekend we sat in the back of the theatre and I gave you a hand job. Jerked you off right there, that wasn’t fun? It wasn’t dirty?”

“Well yeah, but…”

“And I don’t like to be on my hands and knees, but I let you. I get on top for you. I even get on you backwards to try that reverse cowpoke…”

“Reverse cowboy” I snickered.

“Whatever, point was I tried it. The only thing I won’t give you is my mouth and my….” She looked away, “You know what else.”

“I don’t want that.” Well…. “And honestly Kelly a lot of girls won’t do that, I can see that.” She stared at me and I put my foot in my mouth again, “Guess I’m supposed to think, one out of three is pretty good?”

“You asshole!” she snapped. “I’m sorry if having sex with me is so fucking boring. Maybe you should find some slut to fuck. That way they can suck your dick and you can taste what every other guy in school is tasting.”

“Calm down.” I put my hand on her arm, “Kelly you’re the only girl I’ve ever been with. You’re the only girl I ever want to be with.”

“Really?” she peeked up at me with her big dark eyes.

“Really.” I told her. “But that’s why I want you to try this. You’re the only girl I’ve ever fooled around with at all. So the only way I can know what its like is if you do it. You’re the only girl I want to do it.”

Kelly stared down at the pillow and I was getting ready to get up and get dressed when she said, “I…I’ll try it.”

“You mean it?” I asked, daring to hope.

“Yes.” She nodded, “But only because I like that you said you only want me to do it.”

“I do!” I straightened my legs out and opened them for her. “Will you lay like I was?”

“So you can watch?” she frowned, but said, “Okay.”

My cock was hard before she had even rolled over on top of me and slid down onto her stomach. Kelly took my throbbing dick in her hand and stroked it while staring at the dripping tip. She licked her lips nervously and I thought that finally after years of wondering what it would be like and jerking off to it, I was going to feel my cock inside a girl’s mouth.

Kelly flicked her tongue out, just catching the tip of my cock and I moaned softly for her, trying to encourage her. She gave me a little giggle and asked, “This what you want, Sean?”

“Yes, oh yes.” I smiled, “I want to see my pretty little girlfriend suck my cock.”

She paused, “Don’t say it like that okay?”

“Okay.” I said quickly.

She nodded and opening her mouth placed it over the head of my cock. I could feel her hot breath on the tip and held my breath in anticipation. Kelly lowered her head and the tip of my cock entered her mouth, but her lips still weren’t touching it. My legs were trembling and I whispered, “Please, Kelly, please don’t tease.”

Kelly moved her mouth and I started to say something, but she quickly lowered it back to my cock. Once again she hovered just over the tip and I clenched the sheets trying to be patient. She blew on my cock and I moaned, “That’s not a blow job,” I joked.

She laughed then opening her mouth wider, began to lower her mouth. Her lips touched my cock and I gasped as I felt them slide over the head. Kelly stopped and lifted her head, “Its dripping.”

“It’s supposed to be.” I was whining at this point. “Please.”

She took a deep breath and once again took the tip between her lips, but didn’t move. Kelly closed her eyes, then sighed over my cock. “I…I don’t think I…Um!” Kelly was cut off when unable to control myself, my hips jerked thrusting my cock into her mouth.

For a split second I felt her warm tongue under the head of my cock, but before I could even fully acknowledge the sensation, Kelly had jerked her head back and sat up, wiping her lips.

“You asshole!” She slapped my thigh hard enough to make me cry out in surprise.”You shoved it in my mouth!”

“I…well you were never going to put it there!” My frustration boiled over, “What the fuck Kelly? It’s a damn blow job, what are you, a little kid?”

“Fuck you, Sean!” she hopped off the bed and grabbed her robe from the chair. “Get out!”

“Kelly…” I reached out for her hand, “I’m sorry, it was an accident I couldn’t help it and I’m sorry…”

“I’m sorry too. Sorry me loving you isn’t enough and sorry having sex with my boring ass isn’t enough. Sorry I won’t give you your precious blow job. Tell you what Sean, if every other girl will, then go get a blow job from one of them, I’m done with you!”

“Oh, come on!” I leaned forward to catch her hand, but she moved back.

“I mean it get dressed and get out. Go find some slut.”

“Kelly, please.”

She shook her head and turning her back to me began to walk out of the room. “I’m going to shower, get dressed and get out.”

“You’re over reacting.” I told her, but slipped off the bed and picking up my boxers put them on and sitting down began to get into my jeans. “Let’s talk about this.”

“There’s only one thing you want me to do with my mouth and it’s not talk.”

“Kelly…fine, forget it, it’s not ….”

“It is important because you keep asking, I say no and you just keep asking, who’s the little kid Sean?”

“You are.” I said disgustedly, putting my shirt on. “A real woman would…”

“Then go find one!” She walked over and opening the door pointed at the hallway, “Go ahead, go find your little slut.”

I started to say something, but thought better of it. Best just to leave and call her tomorrow.

I walked past her and stopping, leaned over to try to kiss her cheek, but she pulled away.

“Well this blows,” I muttered as I left her room.

“At least something does, right Sean?” she asked before slamming the door behind me.

Chapter Two

I entered the house and was surprised not to see mom in the living room watching TV. Mom worked every Friday night because the tips were good and Dad usually worked late anyway. My mother had a pretty set routine, she would shower and dress early then relax on the couch and watch TV for awhile before making me something quick for supper if I had the night off and leaving something for dad in the oven.

It was just as well as I was home two hours before I said I would be and didn’t want to explain why. Mom knew Kelly’s parents well and was aware that neither of them were home on Friday afternoons. Of my parents, mom was the one who was more forward about discussing sex. Then again dad was and always had been a workaholic and Mom pretty much handled everything when it came to me. She knew Friday was Kelly and I’s ‘fool around’ day as she called it, but never embarrassed me by saying anything when I came home.