Mom's office party

[nandoghosh]

After about a minute of the extraordinary embrace, the kiss ended. Christie didn't want to lose the crowd, which became a chorus of people repeating the command, "Fuck." So, immediately succeeding the best kiss of her life, the aroused older woman murmured into her son's ear, flirtatiously, "We better give the people what they want."

Adam was lost for words. All he expected from the night was semi-reluctant head from his mom. He never would have thought that she'd be persuading him to have sex with her.

"Okay."

Christie bore a perky grin, as her ego was fed by what her seduction was able to do to her young son physically despite the age gap. She was turned on by how attractive he found her to be.

The starry-eyed son felt the weight of his mother leave his knees, as she rose to a standing position. She offered her hand and Adam took it as he got off of the chair and pulled his pants up. Christie smiled at Adam one last time before leading him into the kitchen, which was in full view due to the open floor plan. The audience members cheered on the couple, as Christie and Adam appeared to be finally giving in to their demand.

The trembling son had no idea what his mom had planned. At that moment, he would have blindly followed her anywhere. Christie was feeling sublime as she considered what to do with her son. She then got a wickedly erotic idea on how to give him the kinky sex he was used to, while still maintaining their romantic passion.

Leading her son into the kitchen, Christie grabbed the same model of chair in which she had mediocre sex with Frank during the previous week. She then moved it into the center of the tiled kitchen.

Though, she was expecting much more satisfying sex from her current partner. Obeying the wishes of his mom, Adam let her push him down into the comfortable wooden chair, which had a padded seat.

Adam waited in anticipation for his beautiful mother to pull down his pants again and sit on his lap. But that wasn't what she did next. Adam was worriedly confused as the cop walked away from the chair. He heard her hard heels on the tile behind him. Then he heard the sound of clanking metal.
All of a sudden, he felt his stout arms being pulled back behind the chair and a metal ring was clamped around his left wrist. Then there was the sound of metal scbanging wood before his right wrist was clamped in another metal ring. Adam didn't know what to think, as Christie had just handcuffed his hands behind the chair. The costume prop functioned correctly and Adam's arms were stuck.



When his mom came back into view a few moments later, her gold-lensed aviators were covering her eyes again, though Adam could still see everything she was looking at in their reflection. Another thing he noted was that her long blonde hair was in a ponytail sticking out from the bottom of her security officer cap. He had never seen his mom in a ponytail before, but it made her look even hotter, which until then, Adam didn't think was possible.



His mom then delivered a playful smile, as she raised her right heel and planted in on the front part of the chair between Adam's knees. The stunned son followed the striking leg all the way up to the top, where at its end was tight black fabric stretched over what was obviously a juicy pussy.



People from the other room, who had finished already, walked to the edge of the kitchen and blatantly observed the erotic show as if it was theater. A lot of men shot their loads when watching Christie make out with her young friend.



The mother and son were oblivious to the onlookers, as they were in their own world. With her leg on the chair tantalizingly, the blonde cop explained the handcuffs to the prisoner, "I can't have you running away when I'm giving you your punishment for being such a bad boy with that vibrator, can I?"



The prisoner expressed his exhilaration. Not being able to avoid her urges any longer, the seductive mom grabbed a hold of the V-neck in Adam's shirt. She tore the fabric down to the bottom of the orange scrub shirt and let it fall back on her son's arms, behind him.



Trying to rediscover the joy she felt from sexually taunting Adam earlier, the captivating mother bent at the waist and began to sensually kiss her son's body, starting at the neck and going down to the V created by his lower abdomen. Adam was already panting. He wanted to be able to touch and feel his mouthwatering captor but he couldn't.


He flexed his cock in his pants because that was all he could do. Christie saw that, so she reached down and grabbed the top of his waistband. Adam felt relief as he was finally going to indulge in his fantasy. But then, a toying Christie let go of the waistband and stood back up. Her son was so confused. Christie was having too much fun seeing how aroused she could make Adam.
Then the cheating mom did something more provocative. She grabbed her breasts in her hands and moved them up to her face. She bent her neck and carefully licked them while she looked at her son. Adam was nearly rocking the chair. His torturer wasn't done there though. She then turned around like she did earlier, and bent over enticingly at the hips. She added a small circular movement to her curvaceous ass.



She looked back and realized that her poor son was nearly in pain and that she had better give him some form of reprieve soon. So the mother, who was bent at the hips, backed up towards the chair. She lowered herself onto her Adam's upper thighs.



"Ugh!" moaned Adam at the feel of his mom's rear placing its full weight on his erection.



Christie straddled the sides of the heavy wooden chair and gave Adam a lap dance. Her son's piece felt just as powerful underneath of her as it did in her mouth. She savored the sensation of the young shaft flexing against her butt, asking for entry inside of her.



All Adam could think about was breaking his chains and reaching around his mom to grab her chest, thighs, mound, anything. With a desire to make things more cozy herself, the dancer left her straddling position and stood up. Adam's first thought was that he was being tormented again, but he was glad to see Christie was just briefly getting off to take off his shoes and then his pants.



The fortunate son peered at his mom's reflective sunglasses, to see her attention was squarely on his hard-on while she slowly pulled down his orange pants and checkered boxers once again. The impressive erection snapped back against the highcollegeer's six-pack once it left its elastic cage. With the exception of his short socks, Adam was naked below the waist, much to Christie's delight.



Christie then, straightaway, returned to the lap dance. It was an even better experience for both parties, as a bolt of lightning shot through Christie's body at the touch of her bare thighs to her son's. The warm feeling of her thighs against his felt almost as good as the sensation under her ass. She could feel, in detail, the six-inches of lust trapped between her skimpy shorts and Adam's ripped abdomen. As she grinded into his lap, she felt the throbbing head and the blood pumping through the elongated shaft.




"Oh God!" Adam moaned.the mom leaned back into her son's exposed upper body and placed her blonde head on his shoulder while she perfected her rhythm. It was a comfortable position for Christie, as she enjoyed her lower and mid back pressing flush against Adam's tone body. To top it off, she reached behind her to grab her man's neck and pulled it down so that his chin was resting on her shoulder.



The horny MILF felt the young man's chin adjust to an even lower spot on her shoulder. There was no doubt in her mind that Adam was glaring into her welcoming cleavage that began just inches from his eyes. She wouldn't have had it any other way.



The mature vixen heard her son begin to breath laboriously, and she swiftly got off of his lap. She didn't want to cum yet.



Adam released a sound that resembled a complaining whine as the weight of his mom left his lap. The bonder alleviated Adam's fears with a coy smirk, "But wait, Sweetie... I thought you wanted to pump your sperm in my pussy, not on the outside?"



The 18 year old closed his eyes and released another sound, but that time it was one of arousal.



The naked son watched incredulously as the woman in the slutty cop uniform hooked her fingers under the top band of her sleek shorts and wiggled out of them. She turned so Adam could get a side profile of the event and be able to see the curves of her behind.



Finally, she let her shorts fall to her ankles and stepped out of them. The growing audience was pleased with the act.



Before stepping forward towards the chair again, Christie removed her glasses from her face and put them on her cap. The mother and son looked at each other, both were letting it sink in what they were about to do and seeing if the other gave a look of hesitation. Neither did.



Adam examined the glistening shaved vagina that inched closer towards him with each of Christie's steps. He then watched it stop just shy from his face. He inhaled the sweet aroma and leaned his head forward as far as he could and flicked his tongue out. The tip of his tongue grazed his mom's outer labia. She jolted back, but it was due to the unexpected sensation, not because she didn't like it.



She looked down as her son recoiled his tongue and tasted her juices. Her cunt was thoroughly soaked. As much as she would have liked to press her honey pot into her son's face and let him eat out all of her juices, she had an even more satisfying plan.


Naked below her chest, with the exception of her heels, Christie lowered herself onto Adam's lap, which sported a tall rigid rod.

Her mind was swimming and she could do nothing but think of the sensual moment she was sharing with Adam. Christie then took her son's lovestick in her hand to hold it steady, as she carefully squatted down. She placed her left hand on Adam's shoulder for added control. And right before her opened, steaming mound could immerse her son, she leaned in and they kissed again like lovers. As the two opened their eyes to each other, Christie whispered to her handsome son, "I love you, Adam, and I think it's time for you to fuck me." She sat down on his cock.



"Uhhhh! Ah! Ah! Ah!" moaned Christie as the long shaft slid deeper and deeper inside of her. It was an incredible feeling. Adam was barely hanging onto his load as he felt the warm pink hole surround his sensitive flesh.



Eventually, the erection was completely buried and Christie came to a rest on her son's lap. They both sighed and Christie rested her forehead against Adam's while she tried to relish the emotion of the moment before the actual fucking would begin. That was when she realized that due to her sitting on his lap at a close distance, their heights worked out to the point where her chest hung right against his face.



She looked down to see his head lost in her cleavage. She arched back and the blonde cop felt the meat inside of her flex in yearning. They kissed again, and then Adam's attention turned back to the feeling of his cock inside his mom's most intimate spot.



Christie delicately fondling her own breasts and then leaned forward into Adam, pushing her rack right into his face again. She soon felt the warm saliva from her son's mouth coating the tops of her breasts. Christie remarked into her son's ear with a giggle, "We fit perfectly... lucky you."



With an eagerness for more pleasure, the hot mother began to raise herself on her legs and let herself fall back down onto the throbbing cock over and over again. Adam helped by bucking his waist up and down in rhythm.



The bouncing woman let out quiet, high-pitched moans regularly as the thick head infiltrated a deep place in her vaginal canal. Her fluids glazed the surface area of her son's penis and ran down onto his taught nutsack. With her forearms against Adam's chest and her hands on his shoulders near his neck, Christie held her eyes closed, in a state of euphoria.



Below her head, Adam was panting his hot breath and swiping his fast tongue all over her chest. As he felt the steady motion of his mom's ass clapping against his thighs, he tried to figure out how to get his mouth on her pointy nipples, but to no avail. He would've done anything to be able to move his hands.


After they had been riding and bucking for nearly fifteen minutes, Adam saw movement out of the corner of his eye. He pulled his head back from his mom's cleavage and, for the first time, looked around the kitchen.