We were sitting on the couch at my girlfriend Kate’s house, a goofy movie on, the lights off, and Kate snuggled up next to me with her hand idly stroking my cock through my shorts. Kate was 18 to my 24 and we hadn’t been together long but the relationship was going hot and fast. We met at a music festival, Kate was high as a kite and was on a mission to suck some dick, and I was lucky enough to be in the right place at the right time. That was only a few weeks ago and we’ve fucked on every date since. We hadn’t done anything too kinky yet though it was obvious Kate was a slut and I made no effort to hide the fact that I had much kinkier intentions.
There was only one problem: Kate’s mom hated me. She disapproved of our relationship, she thought an ‘older’ guy already out of college would corrupt her young daughter. She was kind of right, though Sharon had no idea that Kate was not the innocent angel she imagined.
We practically jumped off the couch, popcorn spilling everywhere, when suddenly the lights turned on and Sharon marched into the living room. Kate’s hand disappeared from my lap leaving an obvious tent staring right at Ms. Jensen for a few seconds before I shifted a pillow towards my lap.
“Mom!” Kate exclaimed. “You’re home early! How was your date?”
“It wasn’t a match,” Sharon said through gritted teeth as she glared down at the two of us. Sharon Jensen was in her early 40’s, blonde, curvy, and had a face that would be attractive if she ever smiled. And who knows maybe she did sometimes, but I never saw it. “What’s going on here?” she asked.
“Just… watchin’ a movie,” Kate said sheepishly, waving at the TV.
Sharon folded her arms. “Yeah… I thought I told you he wasn’t welcome in my house.”
“Mom….”
“In fact, I thought I told you not to see him anymore at all!” Sharon lips were pursed with anger.
I tried to intervene. “Ms. Jensen…”
“No, I don’t want to hear anything out of you.”
“Mom, you can’t tell me who to date,” Kate protested.
“The hell I can’t! You’re living under my roof young lady! And you should be focus on school, not wasting time with this loser.”
“Maybe we can talk about this?” I said, ignoring the insult.
Sharon stared daggers at me. “Yeah, you know what, I would like to talk with you… alone. Katie, go to your room.”
“What? Mom!”
“To your room young lady!” Sharon barked. Kate stood up in disbelief, her usually pale cheeks flushed with anger and embarrassment, before finally marching out of the room and up the stairs. Kate was a lovely redhead, curvaceously perfect, and I stared at her lovely body as she bounced out of the room.
“Eyes up here,” Sharon said, annoyed. She was dressed in a dark business suit that hid any hint of her naturally curvy body. No wonder there was no spark on her date. “We need to talk young man.”
For the next few minutes Sharon made an impassioned speech about her daughter. The value of her education, her priorities, this being a crucial time in her life, blah, blah, blah. It ended with her telling me she forbid me from dating her daughter.
I laughed. “We’re both adults. If I want to date Kate I will. So blow me,” I said, standing up to leave.
“You don’t love her,” Sharon growled, “you’re just using her.”
“I never said I loved her,” I frowned, “but I’m not going to stop dating her anytime soon, ‘cause I sure do love that pussy.”
“Asshole!” Sharon spat.
“Yeah, I’ll probably be fuckin’ that soon too!” I laughed. That seemed to break Sharon’s resolve.
“Mark!” Sharon said with urgency, grabbing my arm. “Please! I’m serious. Break up with Katie. I’ll pay you!”
I was emboldened now; angered by Sharon’s attacks on me and confident that Kate would be even sluttier for me if it was in defiance of her mother. “I don’t want money. Can’t buy pussy that good.”
Sharon pleaded. “What then?!?”
“You really want me to stop dating Kate that bad?” I asked. Sharon nodded eagerly. “Okay… blow me.” Sharon frowned, assuming I meant it in the figurative ‘fuck you’ sense and not that I was literally demanding a blow job. “No really,” I said, “get on your knees and blow me.”
“You can’t be serious?”
I stepped close to Sharon, standing a few inches taller than her, and stared down at her intently. She didn’t see that I was carefully moving my hand in my pocket, adjusting my phone. “Get on your knees. Suck my cock. If you do that, I’ll leave your daughter alone.”
There was a long silence before Sharon finally broke and sunk to her knees. “You promise?” she asked meekly.
“Pinkie swear,” I lied. Sharon sighed, defeated, and opened my shorts. When I pulled my cock out, chubby and quickly growing, her eyes went wide. “Your daughter was just as surprised the first time she sucked it.”
“Shut up,” Sharon said.
“Suck,” I replied. Sharon opened her mouth and engulfed my head. I don’t think she lacked skill, I think she was just reluctant and for a minute she just sat there with the head of my cock in her mouth and her tongue moving gently. It felt nice, actually, but it wasn’t much of a blowjob.
“Suck,” I said again, forcefully this time. Sharon let out a frustrated snort and complied, pushing herself forward and taking a third of my length. “Good girl,” I praised her, eliciting a fierce glare from Sharon, “show me you’re a better cocksucker than your daughter.”
Sharon developed a slow rhythm and a lather of spit bath my shaft. “Deeper you slut,” I urged, flexing my hips. Sharon groaned as she pushed herself to take half my length, reaching just that point where her mouth was completely full but it wasn’t invading her throat. “That’s it, like mother like daughter,” I mocked.
Sharon flew off my cock, a splash of saliva soaking her blouse as she did. “Leave Katie out of this!” she barked.
I laughed and took my cock in my hand. “Kate usually licks my balls for a while too.” I held my cock up and pressed my balls towards Sharon’s face.
“You’re such a fucking asshole,” she sighed as she leaned in with her tongue extended. Kate’s mom lapped at my balls, one then the other, a little rougher than I would usually like but the erotic thrill of forcing my girlfriend’s mom onto my balls far outweighed any discomfort. I slowly stroked my wet cock and grinned down at Sharon’s disgusted face.
“That’s it slut. Work those nuts. The more you lick ‘em the more cum you’re gonna get,” I smirked.
Sharon recoiled. “You’re fucking gross,” she frowned.
“Katie loves my cum,” I grinned, “are you a cumslut too?”
“That’s disgusting!” Sharon protested.
“Get sucking,” I ordered again, aiming my cock at her mouth. Sharon reluctantly returned to my cock and quickly resumed a fast rhythm, clearly trying to get this over with. I was happy to oblige.
After a few minutes of vigorous sucking I let my guard down, my eyes rolled back, and I felt the first stream of semen leak into Sharon’s sucking mouth. “Oh swallow my cum baby!” I urged.
At the first taste of nut Sharon jumped back, recoiling and squinting in disgust. “Fuck you!” she said, followed by a harsh gag as the cum already in her mouth leaked down her throat. A strong blast fired from me, followed by another and another, arcing streams of cum through the air and raining down on Sharon’s face, hair, and suit.
“Ah, fuck!” she put up her hand and leaned away.
“Where you going slut?” I laughed as I soaked my girlfriend’s mom.
Sharon struggled away and grabbed a blanket off the couch, furiously wiping her face and trying to clean up the mess. I just laughed and stuffed my spent cock back into my shorts.
“There, you fucking pervert! Now will you leave my daughter alone?”
“Sure,” I said, “a deal’s a deal.”
What Sharon didn’t notice was my phone, sitting in the pocket of my shorts but just peeking out the top, which I had carefully set to record just before she had sank to her knees…
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/cku2h5/dom_her_mom_chapter_1