Naughty Revenge made her fall – part 3

I pulled my tongue in, leaning forward and pressing my lips against hers. I opened my mouth, my tongue still. She waited a moment, before her tongue entered my mouth, searching. She found her prize, and worked it forward, out of my mouth and into hers.

She pulled away with a smile. “Much better.” She gave me a quick peck on the lips. “I have three of these each night, at bedtime. Will you feed them to me like that, Ethan?”

“Every night?”

She nodded. “I can’t get to sleep anymore, if I don’t have all three.”

I pulled her close, my arms around her waist. “I’d love to.”

“Stay with me tonight?” she asked, softly, staring into my eyes.

“Will that be Ok? A stranger in your bed while you sleep.”

She giggled. “First, I hope you’re not a stranger. Second, we’ll make it work somehow. We’ll find what I’m comfortable with. It may take a while, and I might wake up terrified and screaming. You’ll take care of me won’t you?”

“Always. I promise.”

“No argument then.” She leaned over and placed one last M&M on the bedside, nudging it with her finger until she found the place that felt right to her.

“You don’t want to finish it?” I asked, surprised.

“Of course, silly. But I eat the last one right before I go to sleep. I jill myself off, holding the others in my mouth until I come. I don’t think I’ll have to do that anymore.”

“Maybe a few times more, I’d love to see that.”

“You’re a naughty boy, aren’t you?” she teased.

“I guess so. I want to be very naughty with you.”

She got up, heading into the bathroom. I heard her running the water in the tub. She returned to me a moment later. “Sorry. I don’t know why I had to do that.”

“It’s Ok. Can I bathe with you?”

“You better. Someone’s gotta wash my back.”

We cuddled, and talked about the trick-or-treating and her favorite costumes while the tub filled. We took a leisurely bath. I sat behind her, washing her, cuddling her, playing with her breasts, until she was comfortable. We dried off, and she gave me a toothbrush, so we could both freshen up.

“Change the sheets?” I asked.

“After.”

“After?”

“One more time, if you don’t mind.”

“I don’t mind.”

It was beautiful. She brought me to hardness with her teasing mouth, and we made love, lying on top of her, thrusting inside of her for an eternity, slow and gentle.

She was getting antsy. She scrunched her face up. “God, not now,” she moaned.

“What’s wrong, Nova?”

She sighed. “Give me a minute?”

“Of course.”

“I love what we’re doing. I do. I swear, it’s wonderful. It’s not you.”

“What?”

She wriggled out from under me, and ran out of the room. Shit.

She returned in a moment, obviously uncomfortable. Her hands were behind her back, and she was practically dancing in place.

“Come to bed,” I urged her.

“It won’t always be like this,” she said nervously.

“What? Don’t worry, whatever it is. I’ll deal with it.”

She shook her head. “I know it’s weird. I’m going to freak you out.”

I smiled. “No you won’t. Come to me, and we’ll work it out, I promise.”

“You promise?”

“Cross my heart and hope to die.” I crossed my heart with my left hand, my right keeping me ready to get back inside of her.

She brought her hands out from behind her back, shyly waving her cell phone. She climbed into the bed, adjusting the pillows fastidiously, then laying back into them. “Love me, Ethan.”

I kissed her softly, rubbing my cock between her legs, entering her gently. She nodded, anxious. “Deeper, and keep going, no matter what.”

I leaned over her, pushing all the way in and long-stroked her.

She blushed, lifting the phone and entering a number.

“Mom? It’s me,” she said, sighing and sinking back into the pillows. Her legs relaxed, opening for me.

“Calm down, Mom. It’s good. Everything’s good. I promise.”

“Stop it. You didn’t ruin everything. Trust me Mom. It’s wonderful.”

“Yes, the costume was a hit. He loved it. All of it…Yes, that part especially.”

“He’s still here…Yes…Yes, in the bed with me…Inside of me if you really need to know.”

Freaky. She was right. Beyond weird.

“Just a sec, Mom.” She pulled the phone away from her ear. “Are you Ok? Is this too much?” she asked nervously.

“It’s weird,” I confessed.

She nodded. “I know. I’m so sorry. I…I had to call her.”

I leaned down and kissed her softly. “Whatever you need, Nova. Whatever.”

She smiled weakly, her eyes moist. “Thank you. I…if it’s too much, I don’t have to finish the call right now. She’ll be alright now.”

She had that nervous look again, her hand holding the phone trembling.

I reached down and gave her breasts a squeeze, then pushed my cock into her hard and deep, making her moan. “Go ahead. Finish your call. I think I can find something to keep me busy.”

She grinned, lifting the phone, “One more sec, Mom. I swear.”

She beckoned me down for a kiss, and I obeyed, letting her thank me. “You are the best, Ethan. God, I can’t believe how wonderful you are. I love you, baby.”

She brought the phone to her ear. “I’m back. Sorry. I had to make sure everything’s Ok.”

She laughed, “Yes. And it’s perfect. What do you think?” She lowered the phone, and held it down where I was connected to her. “Hard, Ethan,” she said.

I jackhammered her tight little hole, making her writhe beneath me. She whimpered sweetly. “Harder,” she gasped.

I pushed her legs back, slamming into her, watching her tense up. The good tense. She cried out, her body spasming underneath me.

She gasped, easing back into the sheets, and moaning sweetly. She closed her eyes, and brought the phone back to her ear. “Now do you believe me?”

She laughed, blowing me a kiss. “Number three. First two inside.”