A Date With Mommy *******I was still going through a divorce and living by myself in an apartment. After having been married for 21 years by a verbally abusive man, I needed to regain my self esteem. I did it by finding men that loved to be nurtured by a mother figure and wanted to be coddled. I decided to put my best feature into play...
I connected with a man online. I made sure that he was a breast man and admired mothers. When he came over to my apartment, he was bigger than I expected; built like a football pla
After about an hour of this, I saw him yawn. I invited him to lay his head on my lap and turned on the TV. A show with nudity happened to be on. The screen focused on the bouncing **** of a goddess sitting on a viking-like man's stiff unit. He turned his head sideways to take in the view on the TV screen and looked quite pleased. I leaned slightly forward to rest the rounded, heavy underside of my left breast on his cheek. His hand went to his groin and he adjusted the massive growth. That hard mass strained against his khaki pants and clung to every curve. I could see the outline of the head of his c o c k and knew he was circumcised! I discretely rubbed my *** against the side of his face. He turned to look at me and my extremely stiff, long nipple ended against his lips! Yes! Contact made! I smiled at him and asked, "Are you sleepy, honey?" as I cradled the back of his head with my hand and lifted his head slightly so that my nipple pressed against his lips. He moaned. His lips parted. I bent over slightly to place my long nipple between his lips. He closed his lips and squeezed my nipple with them. To let him know I invited the squeeze, I reached up with my right hand and rolled, pulled on my other nipple. I moaned. I caressed his head. I thought I heard him mumble, "Mmmm, mommy" with my nipple in his mouth. He then sucked my nipple through my thin shirt. He then repeatedly opened his mouth, slid his lips down the length of my nipple, and did this repeatedly. My already long nipple grew and grew and grew! The wetness of my shirt kept my nipple at attention. I had to keep pulling, squeezing, and rolling my other nipple for it to keep up! I began my mommy talk. . . " Mmm... that feels so good! Keep sucking mommy's nipple, honey. Good boy! Suck mommy, that's it, baby. Just a minute, honey. Let mommy pull up her shirt."
I had to pull my nipple out of his mouth almost forcefully. He did not want to let go! As I pulled my shirt over my head, I made sure to make moves that caused my heavy t i t s to bounce and jiggle and swing. This was almost too much for him to bear! He made urgent noises and grabbed his growing package between his legs. I positioned myself so that he could suck on the other nipple. I continued, "Here, sweetie, take mommy's other nipple. Suck it honey and see if you can get some of mommy's milk." He hungrily latched onto my nipple and groaned with every suck, pushing his c o c k into the air rhythmically. My own hips started to bounce a little as I watched him thrust his fully erect, painfully swollen d i c k into the air with increased speed. My knees parted. I continued, "Baby, suck it, baby. Drink. " I didn't know I could produce more than a drop or two of t i t t y milk, but my *** ties were dripping like a leaky faucet! He sucked and swallowed, thrusting his c oc k in the air. Finally, he unzipped his pants and pulled out that monstrous log that looked to be about 12 inches long and almost the girth of my wrist! I pulled my nipple out of his mouth and exclaimed, "Oh my, baby boy! What a big stick you have! Mommy is so proud! Wow... that is so huge, honey! Sweetie, we need to do something about that!" He liked what he heard and looked at me with expectation. I added, "Come on, baby, let mommy take care of you. Let me help you relax for your nap time. Sit up, sweetie." I took his hand and led him to my bed. I added a little bit of a sway in order to make my t i t t i e s bounce around, jiggle, and move animatedly. He enjoyed the show. My long, erect nip-ples pointed the way. "Lay down, honey. Let mommy take care of you, sweetie." He finally spoke, "Yes, mommy. I want to take a nap with you, mommy. Please lay down next to me."
I pulled down the covers from the bed and invited him to lay down on his back. I pulled down his pants and saw his huge massiveness spring to attention, pointing straight up as if it wanted to touch the ceiling! I was impressed! I laid down next to him and pressed my full t i t s against his side. I started to hum a lullaby as I caressed his head. I watched his turgid log twitch and bounce, looking for a hole in which to insert itself. That's when my mommy hole began to leak juices. I got on my knees and straddled him and placed my p u s s y over his c o c k. I rubbed my lips on the head of that twitching, nodding, hard pole. I bent over so that my t i ts were in his face. I continued to hum a lullaby. I moved so that my t it s would bounce around, make circles, and swing back and forth in time with the lullaby. The ti tt y-dance show was too much for him and he opened his mouth to take in a n i pp le. I giggled as he tried to catch one in his open mouth, moving his head around to aim for it. "Mommy's teasing you, sweetie! What do you want honey?" He responded, "Mommy, I want your milk. Let me suck you, mommy." He cupped a heavy brea st and inserted the nipp le in his mouth. As he sucked, I slowly pressed my open, wet p u ss y lips on the head of his p e nis. He sucked and he thrust that pole till it slid right into my love canal! Caught by surprise, I stopped humming the lullaby and gasped with open mouth and wide eyes! I was rendered useless at that point. This mommy's boy sucked with such intensity, it felt like my ni pp le grew 2 inches! I could feel milk streaming from my mommy utters as he pounded my wet hole with the rhythm of a jack hammer. My other n i p p l e squirted milk on his face, neck, hair and my breast bounced erratically with such speed, they looked wild! He was unable to maintain latching onto my n i p p l e and let my t i t s bounce around, jiggle, swing, make circles, slap against each other, and dance this wild dance! My p u s s y grew wetter as his pole slid in and out and in and out at such a rapid rate, he felt like a machine! I could no longer talk, no longer give him encouragement and motherly nurturing, no longer could I hum that lullaby. All that came out of my mouth was moans, yelps, and a quivering voice. I was a mommy that lost all control!
He finally exploded with such intensity, his face looked like he was a battling Viking! I felt the warm, staccato splashing in my tunnel. He made noises that only a Viking could make. The warm splashing in repeated jet streams in me kept going on and on. Finally, he let out one last vociferous grunt and all was done. He lay there, spent. I could feel his massive log slowly reduce in size, shrinking within me till it finally flopped out and lay lifeless between his legs.
Once again, I took on the mommy role and said, "Oh, honey, what a mess you made! Let me clean you up, baby!" I turned around and bent over him with my engorged p u s s y lips just above his face while I bent over and cleaned the sticky mess on his c oc k. I licked, sucked, tongue swirled that limp noodle very slowly, making sure I got it clean. I could feel him enjoying the view of my parted pink, engorged lips. I could also feel the juices trickling down the inside of my thighs. Then, I felt his tongue licking my thighs. I said, "That's it, baby; clean mommy's thighs. What a big mess you made!" I intentionally made loud slurping noises, lip smacking sounds, and kissing noises as I cleaned up his sticky stick.
Soon... I felt his c oc k growing and stiffening in my mouth. He moaned. I invited him, "Come, sit with mommy on the couch." I sat on the couch and I instructed him to rest his head on my lap. then, we began again...