Mom's office party

[nandoghosh]

And do you mind?" Christie motioned at the cuffs and, once again, Adam expressed the insignificance.

Hoping that the sexual excitement would not be lost solely due to change of scenery, the provocative mom decided to spice things up. "I have a feeling we've had enough of the cuffs anyway tonight. Don't you?" She smiled from her cheeks.

The son was content with the conversation because he finally saw a path forward. "Yeah, ha-ha. It was killing me not being able to do some of the things I wanted to do."

Christie took the bait. She rose off of the bed and walked in a sultry way towards the door where Adam was still standing. She was a true seductress, as each step placed one heel in front of the other to show off her lower body, while her eyes were full of lust.

Adam was frozen in place as his sexily dressed MILF placed her hand on his chest before leaning in to kiss him. It was the same type of open-mouthed embrace that they performed on the white chair when the crowd was encouraging them to screw.

"And what were some of those things?" sighed the experienced female.

"I...um...I...uh..." Adam stammered. Christie was ecstatic that even though her son had already been inside of her, he was still a captive of her lure.

Giving Adam a much-needed way out, she suggested, "Don't tell me, Sweetie. I want you to show me."

She then moved a foot back and stood still, waiting for her turned-on son to make his move. He began to raise his hands towards the center of Christie's chest, but stopped and lowered his hands.

The giggling mother could see his intentions and why he was unsure. Giving Adam even more help in making his move, the enchanting figure untied the knot in the front of her top. She held the loose triangular ends to the light blue fabric together.

"I could tell you wanted to get your mouth on these earlier," Christie simpered, as in one motion, she exposed her entire chest and let the short sleeves slide down her arms and off of her hands.

Adam adjusted the tent in his pants as his Adams apple sunk in his throat. "Yeah," he mouthed, as he cautiously placed both his hands on the creamy orbs.

"Do whatever you want with them. They're yours." The proud mother was happy she could do something to make her son feel so special.
He moved his parted lips towards her right nipple while his left thumb and index finger pinched and twisted the left one. As he got close, he gazed up one last time to make sure it was all right. "Go ahead, Sweetie. I want to feel your mouth on me." That was all the encouragement Adam needed.



Christie moaned and pulled the brown-haired teen's head into her breast. After minutes of sensual and playful sucking and fondling, Adam had his fill for the moment, as he still had eyes for bigger things.



As her son's mouth released its grip on her left nipple, Christie chuckled at how much harder he made them. The mature woman then scanned her son's figure.



"Well there are three things I don't like and one thing I do like." She tapped her finger on her chin.



"What's that?" Adam played along, as he was sure it would lead towards more arousal.



"I don't like that you're wearing your orange shirt still, even though you're now wearing it like a ripped sleeveless vest so that I can see your abs and you look so goddam sexy in it." The young athlete blushed from the knowledge that his weeks in the gym had paid off. He let the vest fall off his shoulders and onto the ground.



"I also don't like that you're wearing anything below your waist." Adam once again remedied her concern. He grabbed his waistbands and stepped out of his pants and boxers while kicking off his socks. When he stood back up, his penis was standing tall as well.



"Now that! I like that!" Christie made sure Adam was staring at her face when she glared at his crotch and slowly licked the circumference of her pink lips.


Thrilled with how the first part of the game was going, Adam then looked at himself and realized he was completely naked and there was nothing else he could take off. "Wait... But what's the other thing you don't like?" He pondered while his loving mother held his package in her gaze.
I don't like that that's not inside my pussy lips."



"Maybe we can change that," the son sounded, in a clear attempt to finally be confident.



Christie shimmied her way out of her tight black shorts so that she too was entirely naked, except for her sexy heels. "Oh, I think we can fix that problem pretty quickly, too."



For the first time, Adam saw his mom without clothing, and his heart was racing. Christie pirouetted in place while wiggling her hips to give Adam the full view.



She then brushed a strand of her blonde hair back behind her ear that clung to her face, which was just beginning to show signs of perspiration. That was when she remembered that her hair was still in a ponytail from earlier so that it wouldn't get in Adam's face when she rode him.



"One more question before you take me," the naked mom stipulated, "ponytail or let it down?"



"Whatever you want is fine." He tried not to sound entitled.



"No, tell me!" Pleaded the mom, as if she couldn't make up her own mind about it.



Adam then put serious consideration into the seemingly negligible question. "Well," he thought out loud, "that depends."



"Depends on what?" Christie was then curious as to why he was so concerned about the status of her hair.



"On how we do it. Like if it's missionary, you riding me, or me taking you from behind like with you on the bed and me on the ground."



The level of detail in the last option was not lost on Christie. She began to think that her bending over provocatively earlier in the day, and giving Adam a lap dance, ended up having a strong impact on how he wanted to take her. "Something tells me you want the ponytail..."



Christie, starting to tremble herself, took her son's hand and led him over to the nearest side of the firm mattress. She positioned herself between Adam and the edge of the bed. One last time, before they'd begin the process of him filling her with his sperm, Christie and Adam embraced and pressed their lips together.



Then, rubbing her hands together with excitement, the stunning mother turned her slender back to her son. In doing so, she rubbed her booty against his pulsating boner. Adam melted at the feel of his mom's ass grinding on his soft skin.


The older woman then scooted forward towards the bed and climbed onto the mattress. Christie was on her knees, as her heels hung over the edge. Her legs parted a little beyond shoulder width. Looking down in front of him, Adam saw the moist folds of her vagina.
The beauty on the bed then placed her ponytail over her left shoulder and rotated her head back and to the right so she could look at her spellbound son. She knew exactly what he wanted.



Christie tantalizingly bent at the waist and knees at the same time. Her elbows and arms landed on the mattress for support, as her butt hovered a foot above her ankles.



Grateful for the ideal elevation of the steaming pussy, Adam approached with the base of his shaft at the same level as his target. Unsurprising to Christie, Adam first grabbed her ass and felt its weight in his hands. Then he positioned the tip of his penis just centimeters from the open mound.



They both wailed as the cock slid in, in its totality. Christie could feel the pulsating of the vein against her clit. Adam enjoyed the warmth that he had the privilege of enjoying earlier. He began to thrust in and out.



It wasn't long before the couple was up to full speed. The young baseball player used his strong core to leverage deep insertions, as the willing Christie lurched back and forth on her knees and elbows to help increase the depth of penetration.



Adam kept his hands on his mother's upper inner thighs initially, but once they found a steady pace, his hands were free to explore.



He reached over Christie's back to grab her hanging jugs, but he was too far away. Frustrated, the audacious son tried to climb into the bed with his mom. Christie felt what he was attempting to do and she complied. She shuffled her arms and legs forward enough to where there was room for Adam to be behind her on the mattress, kneeling.



Her compliance was quickly rewarded, as Adam's chest pressed against her back and his hands fondled her tingling tits. The pair sounded their satisfaction and pleasure with a series of groans.



It wasn't long before Christie's suspicion of why her son wanted her to have a ponytail came to fruition. Her head jolted back when Adam's right hand took control of her blonde locks. She felt the tugging and then she heard and experienced the slapping of her buttocks against his upper thighs and nuts from the increased leverage he had.



The sensation of fucking her son was too much. "Oh, fuck Adam! I'm about to cum! Mommy's gonna cum for you!"


Shocked that he likely wouldn't finish first, the son wanted to ensure he could feel her orgasm around his dick. He bent over her back again, stuck his thumb into her asshole, and grunted in her ear, "I love you so fucking much, Mom. You're so fucking hot! I want you to squirt out all you juice for me so I can fill your cunt with my semen!"

The dirty talking did its job. Christie nearly cried out as she heard his words, and her insides began to convulse around the swollen rod. "Ahhhh!" Her arms went weak and her face dove into the mattress. Clear fluids spurted out of her vagina and down Adam's thighs.



She laid there with her mind blank, as Adam was on the verge of finishing. His hands were firmly on his collapsed mom's ass, which was the only thing of hers not resting on the bed.



The feeling of his mom orgasming around his dick made him lose control. He inserted himself in and out at an insane speed as he built up to the climax. Then he lost control of his hips and he was paralyzed with his abdomen pressing against his mother's rump. His cockhead, which was six inches deep in Christie's cunt, ejaculated tremendous loads of hot cream.



A muddled moan came from the blonde mom's mouth, which was pressed into the luxury mattress. She felt spurt after spurt of her son's seed travel through her vaginal canal.



The couple hit the bed together in exhaustion. Adam's flaccid piece slipped out and he cuddled his mom in the bed.



Adam and Christie rested horizontally on the large bed with his arm over the top of her chest and his malleable penis touching her behind lightly. Not a word was spoken as the minutes passed. After the panting settled down into normal breathing patterns, the two finally felt back to normal physically.



Holy shit! I just fucked Mom. And she loved it! The thought brought the young adult's mind back to life. Christie, out of nowhere, felt a cylinder inflating against her glutes. It wasn't surprising that Adam would get hard again since he was lying against her and they just had insanely good sex.



Once the growing appendage became as stiff as wood, the attractive woman felt it tap against her body as if it was trying to get her attention. She let it know it had her full attention by briefly wiggling her butt against it with light force. Her son pushed his groin back into her in response. Christie put pressure on Adam's crotch again, as his arm slid down her chest and over her areolas. They began dry humping.



In the anticipation and uncertainty of the moment, the female, who was the main attraction at the sex party, remembered that she hadn't completed an important requirement. She grinded on her son and then she suggestively informed, "You know... I still didn't give you the prize you earned. As naughty as I have been tonight, I wouldn't want to break the rules." She had already broken them earlier with Frank's accountant, but that wasn't to Adam's knowledge.



"What rule is that?" inquired the frisky son.


"The rules of Tube Pong say that I have to perform oral on you until you cum in my mouth. You've only shot your load in my pussy. So unless you let me swallow your hot cum right now, I'm going to be in a lot of trouble."