Something for Mom

As always, all characters depicted here are aged 18 years or more and are consenting adults.

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By the time I got home, I was excited. I knew my mother was home and waiting up for me. I was late, but I had a good excuse and I was sure she’d appreciate it.

“Hi, Mom! I’m home.”

She got off of the couch and met me in the foyer. “You’re late, darling. Was there a problem?”

I came into her arms and hugged her and kissed her on the lips. “I’m sorry I’m so late, Mom. A cop pulled me over, but I have a present for you.”

She held me at arm’s length and looked me over. “Oh? What sort of present?”

I gave her an evil grin and a wink. She hugged me again, running her hands over my back and my buttocks and she realized what she was feeling. Or, more to the point, what she wasn’t feeling. “Where are your panties, darling?”

I kissed her again. “Last I saw, they were in the officer’s pocket.”

“Oh, really?”

“Do you want to open your gift?”

I saw an answering evil grin on her face. “Yes, darling, I think I do.”

I stood, spreading my arms widely and waited for her. She knelt in front of my, letting me have a glimpse up her dress as she did. I noticed she had on a pretty red thong. I love her taste in lingerie.

Mom gently lifted the front of my dress up and looked me over.

She looked at the collection of fluid dripping down my inner thighs and grinned. ‘Has my little girl been naughty tonight?”

“Yes, mommy. I was pulled over for speeding, doing 48 in a 35 mile zone. He was so unhappy with me, I had fake hospital porno to do something to make him feel better. “

“Oh? What did you think of?”

“Well, I know how much you like and respect our law enforcement officers…”

“Yes, dear, I truly do.”

“And I know how you believe they are so badly underpaid, especially the hazards they must endure…”

“Yes, my Love, you’re absolutely correct. I think we should take better care of our brave men and women in blue.”

“Well, I decided to make his evening a lot nicer.”

“Oh? How did you do that, Darling?”

“I asked him if there was anything I could do to make his shift go better.”

“What did he say?”

“Oh, he was really very cute about it. He asked if I was trying to bribe him or anything.”

“What did you tell him?”

“Mom, I did what you always tell me to do. I asked him to write my ticket first and I’d just thank him the best way I know how.”

She raised her eyebrows. “Did he write your ticket?”

I giggled. “He had his ticket book out, Mom, but he seemed to be distracted by something.”

“What could that have been, Darling?”

I grinned at her. “Well, I managed to upset my purse and spill a lot of stuff on the street. I bent over like this to begin picking things up…”

She chuckled as I did the ‘straight-leg bend-over’ routine for him.

She spanked my little bottom as she laughed at me. “Oh, my, what a naughty girl you are, Dearest. What next?”

I looked back at her, over my shoulder fake taxi porno as I demonstrated picking up my things. “I kind of lost my balance and fell back on him. Mom, I could feel his swelling through his pants. It felt nice to me.”

She chuckled. “I’m sure it did, Darling. What did he do next?”

“Well, I had almost picked up my things when he grabbed my hips and pulled me toward him. I could feel his lovely penis pushing against my bottom as he began to hump me.”

“What did you do next, Dear?”

I blushed so redly! “Mom, I couldn’t help myself. I turned around and I kissed him. He kissed me back and I could feel his night stick pushing against my tummy. I made a quick decision to do something really nice for him. I unzipped his pants and pulled his hard cock out and squeezed it. He liked that and he took his pants off all the way. He has a nice one, too, Mom. I played with it a little bit, but he needed more.”

“Did you suck him to make him really hard first?”

I giggled. “I didn’t have to do that very much. He was really really hard. He’d lifted up my dress and took my panties off me and put them into his pocket. I think he likes lifting up a girl’s dress.”

“Most men do, Sweetheart.”

That made me giggle. “Lots of girls like that, too.”

“So true, Darling. Your mother likes lifting up her little girl’s dress, too.” Mom started to take her dress off. When she’d unzipped it, she stepped out of it and laid it on the chair and led me to the couch. She laid me down with one leg over the back and the family stroke porno other on the floor, opening my pussy for her to enjoy.

She grinned at me. “What else did he do, Dear?”

“He called me a dirty, nasty slut and other names, too. I love it when somebody talks dirty to me.”

“What else did he do?”

I kissed mom’s lips again. “He turned me around and up against his cruiser and then he pulled my dress up again and spread my legs apart with his night stick and then he fucked me with his other night stick.”

We giggled together as I humped the air a little bit with my hips, remembering what had happened.

Getting between my thighs, my mother zeroed in on what she wanted. “it looks like he left a nice load inside you, Darling. Did he make you cum, too?”

As she leaned forward to kiss my pussy, I gently guided her face toward my needy cunt. “I didn’t get much of an orgasm, Mommy, but I knew you’d finish things for me.”

She smiled at me. “Darling, you know I always do.”

With that, she began to seriously give me head in the best possible way. I think the sounds of my mother slurping the cop’s seed up was as exciting as the actual act of cunnilingus. It didn’t take her long to give me my first orgasm and a second hit me a few minutes later.

I pulled my mother up onto me on the couch and I kissed her and licked her face, cleaning off the accumulated semen and girl juice.

I rolled her onto her back and got between her thighs to give her a nice licking, giving her a lovely orgasm as well.

“Darling, did you get a ticket?”

I grinned back at her. “Nope. He decided fucking his new slut was punishment enough.”

She wiped her face clean with my dress and helped me up. “You’re a good little slut! If you handle it right, you’ll never have to pay a ticket unless the cop is gay or something.”

“I hope so, Mom.”