“Little Steven,” I say, a playful tone lacing my voice, “what have you gotten yourself into now?” I watch as you fumble with the buttons on your shirt, your cheeks flushed a deep red. “Mommy’s going to have to help you out of that, isn’t she?”
You nod, biting your lower lip as I step closer, my fingers brushing against your skin as I undo the last button. The shirt falls to the floor, revealing your toned chest and the hint of abs beneath. “Good boy,” I whisper, my hands tracing the lines of your muscles.
“Mommy,” you whimper, your eyes pleading as I slide my hands down your body, unbuckling your belt and unzipping your pants. “What are you doing?”
I smirk, my fingers wrapping around your dick through the fabric of your boxers. “I’m helping you, little one,” I purr, giving it a gentle squeeze. “You know you can’t do this on your own.”
You moan, your head falling back as I pull your boxers down, your dick springing free. “Fuck, Mommy,” you groan, your hands reaching out to grip my hips. “I need you.”
I smirk, lowering myself to my knees in front of you. “You know I can’t resist when you beg like that,” I say, wrapping my lips around the head of your dick.
You gasp, your fingers tangling in my hair as I take you in my mouth, my tongue swirling around the shaft as I bob my head up and down. “Fuck, Mommy,” you groan, your hips bucking as I work you over. “I’m going to cum.”
I hum in response, my hand wrapping around the base of your dick as I continue to suck, my other hand slipping beneath the hem of my skirt to touch myself. I can feel my pussy growing wetter with every moan you make, every gasp of pleasure that escapes your lips.
“Mommy,” you cry out, your body tense as you cum in my mouth, your hot cum coating my tongue as I swallow it down.
I stand up, my lips curled into a smile as I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand. “Did you enjoy that, little one?” I ask, my fingers tracing the lines of your abs.
“Yes, Mommy,” you whisper, your eyes hooded with desire. “But I want more.”
I smirk, lifting my skirt to reveal that I’m not wearing any panties. “I thought you might,” I say, guiding your hand to my pussy. “Why don’t you show Mommy how much you want it?”
You groan, your fingers sliding into my wetness, your thumb circling my clit as I lean against you, my breath hitching in my throat as I ride your hand. “Fuck, Mommy,” I groan, my hips bucking as I feel myself getting closer to the edge. “I’m going to cum.”
“Cum for me, Mommy,” you whisper, your lips brushing against my ear as I let out a loud moan, my body shaking as I cum all over your hand.
“Good boy,” I whisper, my fingers tracing the lines of your jaw as I look into your eyes. “Now, why don’t you show Mommy how much you’ve grown up?”
You smirk, lifting me up and carrying me to the bed, your dick hard again as you lay me down. “I think I can manage that, Mommy,” you say, your lips capturing mine in a passionate kiss as you slide inside me, your dick filling me up in the most delicious way.
“Fuck, you feel good,” I groan, my hands gripping your ass as you thrust into me, your dick hitting all the right spots. “Don’t stop, little one.”
You don’t, your body moving in time with mine as we find our rhythm, our moans and gasps filling the room. “I’m going to cum again, Mommy,” you groan, your body tense as you thrust into me one last time.
“Cum inside me, little one,” I whisper, my body shaking as I feel you cum, your hot cum filling me up as I let out a loud moan, my body shuddering as I cum again, my pussy clenching around your dick.
“Fuck, Mommy,” you groan, your body collapsing on top of mine as we both catch our breath. “That was amazing.”
I smile, my fingers tracing the lines of your jaw as I look into your eyes. “You’re growing up so fast, little one,” I whisper, my lips capturing yours in a soft kiss. “But no matter how much you grow, you’ll always be my little boy.”
You smirk, your lips capturing mine in a passionate kiss as we bask in the afterglow of our lovemaking. “And you’ll always be my Mommy,” you whisper, your arms wrapping around me as we hold each other close, our bodies still intertwined. “Always.”
“Little Steven,” I say, a playful tone lacing my voice, “what have you gotten yourself into now?” I watch as you fumble with the buttons on your shirt, your cheeks flushed a deep red. “Mommy’s going to have to help you out of that, isn’t she?”
You nod, biting your lower lip as I step closer, my fingers brushing against your skin as I undo the last button. The shirt falls to the floor, revealing your toned chest and the hint of abs beneath. “Good boy,” I whisper, my hands tracing the lines of your muscles.
“Mommy,” you whimper, your eyes pleading as I slide my hands down your body, unbuckling your belt and unzipping your pants. “What are you doing?”
I smirk, my fingers wrapping around your dick through the fabric of your boxers. “I’m helping you, little one,” I purr, giving it a gentle squeeze. “You know you can’t do this on your own.”
You moan, your head falling back as I pull your boxers down, your dick springing free. “Fuck, Mommy,” you groan, your hands reaching out to grip my hips. “I need you.”
I smirk, lowering myself to my knees in front of you. “You know I can’t resist when you beg like that,” I say, wrapping my lips around the head of your dick.
You gasp, your fingers tangling in my hair as I take you in my mouth, my tongue swirling around the shaft as I bob my head up and down. “Fuck, Mommy,” you groan, your hips bucking as I work you over. “I’m going to cum.”
I hum in response, my hand wrapping around the base of your dick as I continue to suck, my other hand slipping beneath the hem of my skirt to touch myself. I can feel my pussy growing wetter with every moan you make, every gasp of pleasure that escapes your lips.
“Mommy,” you cry out, your body tense as you cum in my mouth, your hot cum coating my tongue as I swallow it down.
I stand up, my lips curled into a smile as I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand. “Did you enjoy that, little one?” I ask, my fingers tracing the lines of your abs.
“Yes, Mommy,” you whisper, your eyes hooded with desire. “But I want more.”
I smirk, lifting my skirt to reveal that I’m not wearing any panties. “I thought you might,” I say, guiding your hand to my pussy. “Why don’t you show Mommy how much you want it?”
You groan, your fingers sliding into my wetness, your thumb circling my clit as I lean against you, my breath hitching in my throat as I ride your hand. “Fuck, Mommy,” I groan, my hips bucking as I feel myself getting closer to the edge. “I’m going to cum.”
“Cum for me, Mommy,” you whisper, your lips brushing against my ear as I let out a loud moan, my body shaking as I cum all over your hand.
“Good boy,” I whisper, my fingers tracing the lines of your jaw as I look into your eyes. “Now, why don’t you show Mommy how much you’ve grown up?”
You smirk, lifting me up and carrying me to the bed, your dick hard again as you lay me down. “I think I can manage that, Mommy,” you say, your lips capturing mine in a passionate kiss as you slide inside me, your dick filling me up in the most delicious way.
“Fuck, you feel good,” I groan, my hands gripping your ass as you thrust into me, your dick hitting all the right spots. “Don’t stop, little one.”
You don’t, your body moving in time with mine as we find our rhythm, our moans and gasps filling the room. “I’m going to cum again, Mommy,” you groan, your body tense as you thrust into me one last time.
“Cum inside me, little one,” I whisper, my body shaking as I feel you cum, your hot cum filling me up as I let out a loud moan, my body shuddering as I cum again, my pussy clenching around your dick.
“Fuck, Mommy,” you groan, your body collapsing on top of mine as we both catch our breath. “That was amazing.”
I smile, my fingers tracing the lines of your jaw as I look into your eyes. “You’re growing up so fast, little one,” I whisper, my lips capturing yours in a soft kiss. “But no matter how much you grow, you’ll always be my little boy.”
You smirk, your lips capturing mine in a passionate kiss as we bask in the afterglow of our lovemaking. “And you’ll always be my Mommy,” you whisper, your arms wrapping around me as we hold each other close, our bodies still intertwined. “Always.”
