A single moms Valentine

It’s been years since your divorce and the hectic hustle and bustle of life has mostly distracted you from one of the nicer parts of a relationship – Valentine’s Day. Yes, flowers and chocolates can be a bit cliche, but at this point, you’d take anything just to feel desired and wanted again. You miss those days . . . crave those days.

It’s now 10 years since you’ve received a Valentine’s Day and little do you know how that is about to change . . . and tonight’s events will turn your world upside down!

Your kids are in college now. All are away except your oldest. His college is all online and it’s cheaper living at home so living at home works out great for both of you. Keeps you from being too lonely.
The night goes by fairly uneventful. He’s not dating so he has no place to be so y’all both just hang out at home. You start to pass out on the sofa, dozing in and out. You’re in you’re nightgown and it’s slightly cold so your son covers you up with a blanket. It doesn’t take long for you to pass out. A few hours pass. You suddenly realize that you’re awakening to someone moving your legs around but it’s pitch black in the room and you can’t see. You feel a finger latch under your panties at the crease of your leg and pull your panties over. Your eyes widen and as you start to sit up a sudden warm sensation sweeps over your body. A mouth has just nuzzled up against your pink and your eyes roll back in ecstasy. You come to again, realizing that you haven’t shaved in forever so you start to get self conscious but he apparently doesn’t mind. His tongue is thrashing your folds without mercy. For a while you go with it, enjoying every second of it until you realize that there is only one other person in the house…MARK!!!

Your hands quickly find his head and you know by his haircut that it’s him.
“OMG Mark, what are you doing?” You cry out.
He doesn’t say anything but keeps going, spreading your lips, sucking each fold, and dipping that tongue in to punch your swollen insides that are right at your opening. When his tongue slides up to your clit, you lose all sense of yourself and the question you asked him and brace yourself as you cum all over his face.
As your body quivers and you calm down a few seconds later you repeat your question.
He unlatches from your pulsating muff and says “I thought it’s time someone takes care of you on Valentine’s Day mom. You deserve it!”
“But honey,” you whisper, “I don’t think we should be doing this!”
“It’s just this one time mom!” He says as he kisses up your belly to your breasts, which are still covered by your nightgown. “Besides, I’ve seen your toys in your drawer and I know it’s not the same as the real thing!”

You’re astonished he knows about your toys but then realize he’s pulling your nightgown top up to reveal your tits. His tongue hits your left nipple and your mind tells yourself that your panties are still on and it isn’t that bad, right? Until you feel something knocking at the entrance of your panties. You realize it’s his cock. Your hand quickly covers your entrance.
“Mark, I think that’s enough. I don’t know if that’s a good idea sweetie!” You utter once again.
“Mom, seriously, you need to relax. I’m not going to hurt you or anything. You work way too hard to not enjoy life. This is just a one time thing!!” Mark says, trying to reassure you. After a moment of silence, he continues “I’ve already tasted your pussy…is it gonna hurt if I finish?”

After a moment, your hand slides away from your panties, realizing you probably need this more than you thought. His hand pulls your panties over to the side and looking into the dark ceiling, you finally feel what you’ve craved for so long. Your lips easily give way as he enters and although he’s not so huge he’s stretching you out, you do realize he hit the sweet spot on your cervix that hasn’t been touched in a decade. He alternates sucking and licking each breast as he slides in and out. He loves your legs around a few times but for the most part it’s close and intimate. He’s quiet as are you, with only the occasional moan and the heavy breathing between you both. You orgasm twice, fairly quickly, with a little gush each time. After another minute of him pumping, you grab his ass to pull him to you and whisper “I want you to go!! It’s your turn to go! Go ahead hun!”

“Are you sure?” He asks

“Yes of course hun!” You tell him. “I’ve gone a few times already. Cum all you want. Don’t worry about pulling out. “

After a dozen pumps or so more, you can feel his cock start to pulsate and you know it’s about to happen. Right as he does, he thrusts in deep, resting his tip right on your womb and holds it there as he cums, making sure every drop gets squirted inside.
You let out a moan as he does it, which matches his moan.
He stays inside you for another minute or so sucking your nipples before finally pulling out. You feel his cock back off your sweet spot and you feel the scrape of his cock against your walls as he finally slides out. Your mixed cum is on the sofa. He reaches down to kiss your nipples one more time and then makes sure your panties are pulled back over your quivering, hairy mound before saying “happy Valentine’s Day mom!”

A smile comes across your face as you say “Happy Valentine’s Day Mark”

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/lyv7a1/a_single_moms_valentine