Chapter 10: Plenty of time for you to recover.

Her smooth, white belly beckoned to my lustful eyes. I ran my hands around her midriff, shoving the sheet above her perky tits. Dark-brown nipples capped her milky-white mounds. Cupping and squeezing her spongy breasts brought life back to her spent body.

When I twisted and squeezed her engorged nipples, more moans escaped from my covered Snow White. I lowered my body to her soft flesh to feast on an engorged teat. While I sucked her nub, her hands grasped the back of my head and pulled me tightly against her firm breasts. One of her hands stroked my back while I sucked on one and then her other tit.

My arousal rocketed skyward, and I feared I might spill my load before entering her. Keeping my mouth locked on her breast, I pressed my prick into her juicy, open cunt. Her hips shifted to accept the stiff prick she craved. I shoved my fat head through her entrance, slowly entering her wet pussy. Her tight walls stretched while I descended. I slowed my pace, allowing her to adjust to my size. Her hand lowered from my back to my ass, pulling and coaxing me to fuck her hard. I pistoned in and out of her tight pussy in short strokes, not wanting to hurt her by sinking to the bottom.

Her pussy flooded, and her slick juices coated my prick when her walls relaxed and gave way to my steel-hard intruder. Sinking to the bottom of her hungry pussy brought out a groan while she expelled the air from her lungs. I fucked her hard and fast, still feasting on her sensitive tits. Wrapping her legs around my waist and squeezing hard, she humped up each stroke, maximizing my depth. My spongy head flattened out when it collided against her back wall, causing her to groan and moan in pleasure.

Her pussy clamped down on my prick from her intense climax. I came on her second contraction, filling her cavern with streams of hot cum. After my balls drained, I still humped her, unwilling to allow the fuck to end. Lowering her hips to the bed, she unwrapped her legs and relaxed completely. I released her nipple, resting my head on her chest. Her deep breathing soothed me while we recovered from our intense coupling.

Mom kissing me was from the fact this woman showed no skin. Mom had no way of spotting any problems. That’s why she wore the white nightie, which revealed very little of her body. Guessing our client’s age to be mid-twenties, I was surprised she couldn’t find a husband to bear children. She was a passionate and sexy woman. A facial disfigurement would explain a lot, or maybe she didn’t want a complicated relationship. Mom and Rachel held the same view, which I suspected might not be rare.

I reluctantly pulled away, pausing for several minutes to admire her. I leaned down, kissed her nipples, and croaked, “Thank you for making love with me. I’ve never been with such a beautiful or sexy woman. You’re unbelievable, and I’ve enjoyed every second I’ve spent with you.”

I inwardly chuckled at how easy it was to expose my feelings to a woman that couldn’t talk back with their face covered. I wished it was that simple to reveal my true feelings to Mom. Reluctantly, I rose and left for my room.

After showering and resting for an hour, I dressed and joined Mom downstairs, where she was preparing lunch. Mom didn’t wait until evening to question me on my encounter, asking, “How’d it go this morning? You were in there longer than normal. Did you have any problems?”

“No, everything went fine. Thanks for asking. Other than being younger than our previous clients, I thought it went well,” I commented, while waiting for any expression from her that might provide a clue.

Mom responded, “It was difficult to discern her age because of her perfect complexion, but I’d say she was in her twenties. She was pleased with our arrangement and even rewarded us with a hefty bonus. She didn’t provide a reason. Do you know why?”

I could see, from her questioning look, that she desired more information. I decided against telling her that maybe it was because our fuck was intense, and I made her cum twice before filling her. “No idea. Maybe she liked that we were discreet and protective of her privacy.”

Her eyes, deep in thought, probably mulled over the fact the woman had been completely covered, showing little of her body. Her expression switched into understanding when she echoed, “Yes, you’re right. She was a secretive young lady.”

Satisfied with our discussion, she changed topics while we finished lunch. She informed me Rachel was coming over later to go with us to see a short film at the theater and then out to eat. I had fully recovered by the time Rachel showed up, and I had the age-old problem of shifting my prick to avoid detection. After dinner, my aunt headed home. Shortly after, I excused myself to retire to my room. I was exhausted from the full day of activities. While I climbed the stairs, Mom said, “Rest up, Sam. We have two appointments tomorrow.”

I turned to reply, unsure of how to ask her how far apart my sessions would be when she spoke to ease my anxiety. “Don’t worry, Sam. One is for ten tomorrow morning, and the other can’t make it until eight at night. Plenty of time for you to recover.”

Seeing my look of relief, she smiled and left. I wondered how many women she and Sharon had interviewed. I didn’t complain, enjoying the best summer job ever. Sleep went well that night as I cherished the time spent with Snow White. That was the first instance I hadn’t thought of Mom when I climaxed. I thought that maybe I was getting over my infatuation with my sexy mother.