* Eyes Wide Shut Chapter 01 It had been 35 days, 1 hour and 3 minutes. Wiped out as a smear of blood, bone and flesh on the M25 on his way to work. She traced more kisses along his firm jaw line pulling his head down so that she could kiss him, hard!
The fact that the driver of the lorry that crossed the central reservation had died of a heart attack before his vehicle ploughed into Harry's Range Rover Evoque was of little comfort to Ellie, his wife of 16 years and mother to Scott, their 18 year old son. Normally his mouth would have been wide open ready to receive her tongue and ready to penetrate her own mouth with his. He'd done it with a few girls before but this was something else altogether and the feel of her tongue in his mouth was an incredible turn-on.
She had long black hair, smallish but firm breasts, a taught bum from all the Pilates she did and lovely almond eyes betraying her Thai heritage from her grandmother. If I stop her, she'll wake up and realise what she's been doing and be incredibly embarrassed.
He'd never spied on her in the nude or anything like that or jerked off at the thought of her.
His come tasted different this morning and certainly his cock felt bigger and harder than usual but she wasn't complaining. He would never be able to jerk off in future without thinking about his cock in his mum's mouth.
Her own body responded with a mini orgasm which was cut short as Harry's cock was pulled from her mouth. Ellie awoke from the reverie and noticed that her gown was open and wrapped it tight around her as she couldn't let Scott see her like this, he'll be embarrassed poor lad.
God, he'd be even more embarrassed and his mother would have a cow!
His cock had never entered anything before and the feeling of her warm, wet, sucking mouth was wonderful and he forgot that he was trying to get away from her and his hips started to thrust involuntarily.
He looked down and saw that her other hand had dropped to her groin and he could see the top of her open wet, pussy lips and her fingers strumming her clit as she moaned around his cock.
Taking one arm from round the back of his head she pulled the gap of her robe open at the top and captured his left hand and brought his hand to her right breast and forced him to stroke the hard nipple and moaned into his mouth as he did so. Scott had never touched a naked one before as a few quick feels through the clothes of Marcia Johnson was as far as he had got.
Her B Cup breast with large nipple and small areola felt warm, firm and wonderful in his palm. As good as this was starting to feel it was not right. He could feel his cock pressed up against her arse crack and her movements were massaging it too massive hardness and size. Anyway, his wonderful mum was vulnerable, not aware of what she was doing. Thinking of what his father might have said in the circumstances he pulled his mouth from hers, noting that eyes were still closed and said, in a passable imitation of his dad.