Nicolas uncovered the truth of milf’s new job – part 3

“Oh fuck, baby, I think I’ll even let you cum inside me! You want that? You want to cum in my hot pussy?”

I thought about it, but another image jumped into my mind.

“I want to come on your face.” I gasped while I continued to hammer away at her.

“Oh, bad boy!” she called out, “Tell you what, baby; you hold off until I come, you can shoot that hot load all over my slutty little face!”

I closed my eyes and slowed down even more, trying to win the race. Beneath me, Amelia was alternately yelping and moaning as she rubbed her clit and drove herself back into my thrusting cock.

“Oh, harder, baby! I need it harder!”

I started to pump faster and could feel my cock twitching; there was no way I would hold off for her. Looking back down at her ass, I recalled how I got her off when I went down on her and spread her cheeks shoved my finger deep into her ass.

“Oh my fucking god!” she screamed.

She slammed herself back into me so hard I almost lost my balance and released a long loud howl that had me hoping no one would call the cops. I added my own cry of pleasure to hers as her pussy clamped tightly around my thrusting cock and her ass squeezed my finger as her body went over the edge.

Her pussy convulsing around my cock along with the fact I could feel my cock sliding in and out of her through her ass caused me to gasp and I once again released a high pitched whimper as my body told me it was more than ready.

I fought to hold back by giving her short sharp strokes instead of long deep ones and managed to stave off my impending orgasm as she bucked and squealed while slamming back and repeatedly impaling herself on my cock. Amelia threw her head back and let loose with an animal -like howl. Her pussy quivered around my cock and I gasped at the sensation of gush of warm wet fluid squirting out around my cock and splattering my thighs.

“Oh, fuck!” she gasped as she let her body go limp, falling face first on the bed.

That pulled her pussy from me and with a desperate moan, I leaned over her and started to enter her sopping pussy.

“No, wait!” she called out, rolling over into a sitting position. “You get a reward for that one!”

Sliding off the bed and onto her knees, Amelia grabbed my dripping cock and taking it into her mouth began rapidly bobbing her head.

“Oh my god, oh my god!” I kept moaning as her skilled mouth and tongue caressed my throbbing cock.

I felt the cum building and began moving my hips, thrusting my cock into her mouth. Amelia looked up at me, her blue eyes glazed with lust and I was struck by the thought that I was seconds away from blowing a load in John’s mom’s face. That thought, one that I had been trying to shy away from all night, this time sent me over the edge.

“Oh, Amelia!” I groaned, “I’m going to…Fuck!”

Amelia whipped my cock from her mouth and pumping it furiously kept it aimed at her face. I cried out as my cock exploded in her hand so hard I thought my knees were going to give out. Even though I’d cum one already, a long thick stream of cum erupted my cock splattered against her cheek. Still pumping my cock, Amelia let the next spurt hit the other side of her face.

Opening her mouth she took the next squirt of thick white cum into her mouth, but using her tongue to push it out, let it drool down her chin. Amelia kept pumping and I kept cumming, spurt after spurt striking her face and mouth. I gave a low moan and had to rest my hand on the bed to stay on my feet as Amelia squeezed the last of the cum from my spent cock.

I started to sit then whimpered pathetically when taking my cock quickly in her cum covered mouth, Amelia sucked hard enough to coax a couple of more drops. Releasing my cock she laughed as I sank down onto the bed gasping for breath.

“Aww,” she cooed, as she rose from her knees and sat next to me. “Did I wear you out, baby?”

“You were…I…Goddamn!” I exclaimed, causing her to laugh again.

“Well it is my job to please after all.” She said, “Speaking of, baby, take a good long look before I wipe off.”

I turned to face her and took in the unbelievable sight of John’s mother sitting next to me with cum dripping off her face. There were streams of white sticky fluid oozing down her cheeks and chin down onto her huge tits and as I watched she ran her tongue along her lips and slurped some of it into her mouth.

“Are you happy with your purchase sir?” she asked.

“Hell yeah.” I nodded.

Reaching behind the pillow, Amelia removed a white towel and slowly wiped the cum from her face. I watched, enjoying every minute of it and taking in her naked body for as long as I could. Which wasn’t much longer. Tossing the towel into the bathroom across the room, she picked her red robe off the floor and slipped it on. After tying it, she smiled at me and picked up the money from the night stand and asked, “Worth it?”

“Yeah, um…” I frowned. “Hey, did you mean it that you thought about me sometimes?”

“I did.” She smiled, “I wasn’t just saying that. I was horny and alone for a long time after John’s father left and had some nasty thoughts about you, why?”

“Well then,” I pointed at the money, “Are you really going to charge me?”

Amelia laughed, “Of course I am! The ad said “Milf for Hire, not charity cases welcome!”

“Yeah, but you said it was a turn on and…”

“It was!” she told me. “It probably shouldn’t have been, but knowing I was fucking my son’s best friend had me damn hot.” She sighed, “Couldn’t you tell?”

“But I don’t have a lot of money and you had a good time so maybe…?”

“Nicolas.” She pointed at me. “You came here expecting to pay some stranger. Instead you got to fuck a woman you have dreamed about for years. And know what? You got a lot more than the other guys do. I let you cum twice, you fucked me bareback, and I came twice for you, once with you inside. I even let you finger my ass.” Holding up the money, she said, “Other guys would have had to pay a lot more for that, so you made out just fine.”

“Okay.” Picking up my jeans and boxers, I began to slide them on when I thought of something else. “Hey, could we, you know, maybe do it again another time?”

“Anytime you have two hundred dollars.”

“Two hundred?”

“I’ll blow you for a hundred.” When I frowned she sighed, “Sorry no discounts.” Looking over at the nightstand, she pointed at the clock, “You need to get going, Nicolas. I need to shower and change; I have another guy coming over in an hour.”

“Sure.” I stood up and as she sat there and began counting my money, she looked up and smiled,

“Hey, Nicolas, look at it this way. John’s birthday is next week and he’s going to love the new I-pod you just bought him!”

THE END