Mom is a Prostitute. Part 7.
The morning of December thirty-first had arrived. I woke up before the alarm and was now lying there thinking about how I was going to pass the exam for the hag? Getting up from the sofa in the hall, I went out into the hallway. The doors to my mom's bedroom were open. She was lying on the bed, having thrown the blanket aside. Thanks to the various garlands with which she had decorated her room, I could see all the beauty of her body. Mom was lying on her back, with one leg bent at the knee. Her beautiful hips and large, equally beautiful breasts distracted my insides from thoughts of the exam.
-Son! Is something wrong?! Suddenly, mom woke up sharply, sitting up on the bed. Disheveled hair and a sleepy look gave her a certain charm.
/> -Everything's fine! I just woke up early! I hurried to reassure mom.-Are you sure?! Mom asked with disbelief.
-Yes, I'm worried about the exam. Will I be able to convince her? Will I manage to pass it? I don't want to get kicked out of university because of Ksyusha, and most importantly, I don't want to let you down, but so far it's not working! I said in a completely dejected voice.
-My boy! Mom came up to me, getting out of bed. She hugged me, pressing my head to her large breast. My already rock-hard cock began to throb, demanding affection.
-You're incorrigible! Mom said, stroking the hard-on.
-It's your own fault for being so arousing with your beauty! I answered her in an innocent voice.
-Well, you're such a smooth-talker! Mom said in a playful voice, smiling.
-So, you like it when I caress you? Mom got on her knees and started talking to my dick. It was a bit strange, but funny. Naturally, my cock answered mom with a sway.
-Are you going to say you love fucking my holes? Mom asked, looking at the flesh of the phallus. That phrase made me feel hot, and my cock started throbbing harder, as if it understood what it was being talked about.
-Well, do you remember the rules? Or do you not care about them? Do you want my holes, no matter what?! Mom was talking to the dick as if it were alive, while not paying any attention to me.
-And if I say you won't plunge into them anymore, will you be offended at me? Mom continued her dubious dialogue with the cock. It answered her with a sway. It was interesting to watch.
-Okay! Come to me, let me comfort you! Mom said and took the glans into her mouth, starting to suck it. A pleasant warmth ran through me, and my body straightened like a string. I stood in the middle of the hallway, closing my eyes and catching the high.
-How beautiful you are! Surely no one has ever told you that? Or maybe everyone tells you that? Your owner is kind, he often lets you out for a walk. Mom whispered, gently cupping it with her palm, and started masturbating.
-How strong, firm, and most importantly big you are! You've probably been to depths others can't reach? And where are our little sacks? Bending down a little lower and taking my scrotum into her mouth, she started sucking it, jerking my cock. I watched her dialogue with the dick with interest and got high from the sensations. Mom was playing with me. She caressed but wasn't in a hurry to bring me to orgasm. This both angered and amused me at the same time.
-Okay, we'll talk more with you later! For now, you need to relax. Your owner needs to go. Probably, he'll take you for a walk again, to introduce you to another pussy? Don't screw up there! You're the only hope, because your owner is a blockhead! Enough words, show your agility for mommy! Finishing her conversation with the cock, mom grabbed my buttocks and sharply impaled herself head-first onto the cock. She drove it all the way in, right to the balls. Taking a furious pace, mom impaled herself head-first, licking the flesh with her tongue.
I was flying from the onrushing pleasure. My legs were shaking, and goosebumps ran in crowds all over my body. Orgasm was approaching rapidly. Mom's games turned into wild passion with which she was swallowing my dick. I started moaning, turning into a howl, unable to hold back. Putting my hands on mom's head, I took everything into my own hands, starting to fuck mom's mouth. She sat meekly, taking the cock into her throat.
Feeling the approach of eruption, I moved my pelvis faster and more insistently, plunging the cock into mom's mouth. Lightning flashed in my eyes, and a fine tremor ran through my body. Orgasm still didn't come, and I started growling with anger. Sensing this, mom started stimulating my sphincter with her fingers. A couple of minutes later, a deafening ringing appeared in my ears. Semen, with a powerful pressure, gushed into mom's mouth. She swallowed my sperm, tightly wrapping her lips around the head of the cock. Sucking it like a lollipop, mom milked all the juices from my cock with her hand.
-What a good boy you are! Fed mommy with your juices, and so much! Did you save up all night especially for mommy? Okay, it's time for you to go to school. Don't screw up there. Finishing licking the remnants of sperm from my cock, mom started talking to it again. Stroking it, she kissed the head one last time.
-Now you can go to university! Everything will work out for you! With such a handsome guy! Now addressing me, mom said, stroking the shaft.
-Thank you! Maybe I should send him to negotiate with you when I want to? I asked playfully.
-And you don't eavesdrop. That's our business, what we chat about! Okay, go get ready, or you'll be late. Mom answered jokingly. After that, she hugged me, pressing her tits against me and kissing me with lips smeared in sperm. I hugged her, putting my hands on her juicy ass. After that, I went to get ready for university. After such a morning, I felt as if on wings and absolutely confident that I would pass the exam. Although, how I was going to do that, I couldn't even imagine.
At the university, besides the security guard, there was no one. I went up to the fourth floor, where the exam was supposed to take place. My classmate, and also my fellow sufferer, was already here. It turned out that besides me, the hag had also failed our rocker, Sergey Shapovalov. He was sitting on a chair and was quite calm.
-Hey! What, ready to stare at the hag's tits?! He asked in a cheeky tone.
-You bet! If only she'd give a grade for that, that would be super! I said dreamily.
-I don't care! If they kick me out, then I'll go to the army.
-I don't really want to go to the army. So I need to pass the exam. In the distance of the corridor, a door creaked and the clicking of women's heels was heard. Turning our heads, we saw the hag approaching. She was dressed in a short pencil skirt made of black satin fabric and a white blouse. She was quickly approaching us, and we were looking at her tits, bouncing as she walked.
-Good morning, blockheads! Ready to take the exam? Coming up to us, the hag asked. One button on her blouse was undone. Either she forgot to fasten it, or it couldn't withstand the shaking of her large tits? Anyway, our gazes fell on the cleavage between her breasts, visible from the unfastened button.
-Yes, Elena Yuryevna! Ready! We said in unison.
-Well, well, you even learned my name! Stroking her red hair, clearly surprised, the hag said.
-Go into the office! The hag commanded, opening the doors and going in first. We stared at her ass, swaying as she walked. My cock started showing signs of life.
-Egorov, why are you smiling like that? Glancing at me from under her brows, the hag asked.
-Just glad to see you! I answered, the first thing that came to mind.
-Really?! Sincerely surprised, the hag said.
-Well, yes! It's always nice to meet such a beautiful woman! I tried to start flirting with her.
-Well, thank you, Egorov, but it won't work. Shaking her head, the hag said.
-Elena Yuryevna, Happy New Year to you! The rocker reminded her of himself.
-Thank you, and Happy New Year to you too! You see what blockheads you are. Instead of drinking champagne now, I have to sit here with you and listen to your nonsense!
-We can treat you to champagne too! Taking a bottle out of his backpack, the rocker said.
-You're so thoughtful! But no, I don't drink with students! The hag answered.
-Who's talking about 'drinking'? Just one glass, in honor of the New Year. Anyway, there's no one at the university and there are no cameras in the classroom either. And we certainly won't tell. I supported the rocker.
-No, no! Looking at the bottle, the hag waved it away. The rocker didn't put it away, placing it on the table.
-Okay, boys, draw your tickets. Let's finish faster and go home. Putting a pack of tickets on the table, the hag said. Realizing that punishment was inevitable, we drew tickets and started pretending to prepare.
-Ugh! It's so stuffy in here! My throat is dry. Waving her palm like a fan, the hag said.
-Maybe some champagne to wet your throat? The rocker offered again.
-Well, if there's no plain water, then a little bit, okay. Looking carefully at the bottle, after a couple of seconds, the hag said. The rocker, as if waiting for these words. He instantly opened the bottle and took disposable cups out of his backpack. Taking a small sip, the hag started looking out the window, waiting for us to prepare. We, in turn, weren't in a hurry.
-Sergey, do you happen to have a candy in your magic backpack? Taking a few more sips of champagne, the hag asked.
-Only a chocolate bar. Taking it out, the rocker said. I silently watched the hag. The room was indeed quite stuffy. The hag was drinking champagne more and more often. She even poured herself another glass. After some time, she noticeably became prettier. The champagne was taking effect. The hag's face flushed. She started dancing to the music, which was barely audible from the rocker's earphone.
-Sergey, could you turn the music up a little louder, if it doesn't bother you, of course? The hag asked in a slightly cheerful tone.
-Of course, it won't bother me! He took the earphone out of his ear and turned up the volume. To my surprise, it wasn't rock, but club music. The hag started tapping her foot to the beat of the music. But soon, she started dancing. She began to dance, walking around the office, wiggling her ass. The rocker and I exchanged glances and stole glances at the hag, continuing to pretend to prepare for the exam.
-Ugh! Well, it's hot in here! The hag said, approaching the table. She, no longer embarrassed, drank champagne straight from the bottle. After that, with a sharp movement, she unbuttoned her blouse, throwing it on the floor. To say we were in shock is an understatement. She was wearing a silk, lace bra that barely covered her nipples. Needless to say, it became tight in our pants.
-Okay, blockheads, stop pretending! We all know you're not ready for the exam! You've already wasted a lot of my time. So, let's go another way, more familiar to you. Take off your pants! I want to see your hoses. The hag said in a cheeky, even brazen tone. From her words, we were stunned. But we had enough brains to pull down our pants.
-Excellent, and now stand up so I can look at them! The hag commanded. We came out from behind the desks, standing nearby.
-Excellent specimens! Quite decent sizes. Appraising, the hag said. After that, she pulled down her skirt, remaining in her underwear and stockings. Lace panties also went to the floor.
-Do you like my pussy?! Spreading her legs wide, demonstrating her pussy, the hag asked. The vagina was indeed beautiful. On the pubis, there was an intimate haircut in the form of three vertical zigzags. The pussy itself was dark, fleshy. The labia were thick, and the clitoris hung like a large pea. She ran her palm over it, sticking one finger inside. The vagina immediately became wet. I involuntarily licked my lips, looking at the hag's juicy pussy.
-Excellent, Egorov! So, you're first and will start taking it! You know how to talk, but show me how you work with your tongue! Noticing how I licked my lips, the hag slapped herself on the thigh, inviting me to give her cunnilingus. At the same time, she looked at me with a haughty and slightly tipsy look.
We exchanged glances with the rocker, and I approached the hag, getting on my knees. First, I inhaled the sweet aroma of her vagina. Sticking out my tongue, I licked the thick labia. The hag twitched slightly from my touch. Slowly, I began to study her pussy, running my tongue from bottom to top and back. From the anus to the clitoris. The vagina was secreting more and more lubrication. The hag sighed languidly, stroking my head.
-Only the tongue! Egorov! In a firm voice, the hag stopped my attempts to start sucking her clitoris with my lips. Speeding up the movements of my tongue, I began to drill her pussy with furious speed, twisting my tongue, creating a tornado between the hag's legs. Languid sighs turned into loud moans. The hag started moving her pelvis. She pressed my head tighter against her vagina, depriving me of oxygen.
-Shapovalov, turn the music up louder and start jerking your dick! Through the moans, the hag's command for our rocker sounded. What was happening in the classroom, I could guess from the hag's words and various sounds.
-Not so fast! Or you'll come earlier than you should. Again the hag addressed the rocker. Then loud swallowing sounds were heard. Apparently the hag leaned on the champagne bottle and drank straight from it.
I continued polishing her fleshy vagina with my tongue. With one hand, I started jerking my dick, dreaming of fucking the hag. Feeling that she had loosened her grip on my head and was sinking deeper into pleasure, I touched her clitoris with my lips again. No reaction followed. She only twitched slightly, and the vagina released another portion of lubrication. Gathering courage, I started sucking the clitoris, tightly wrapping my lips around it. The hag only moaned sweeter.
-Sergey, come closer! Through a moan, the hag's voice sounded. What she intended to do, I could only guess. Curiosity, however, prevailed. I tore myself away from caressing her vagina, took a deep breath, and looked to the side. The rocker was standing next to the hag's chair and enjoying masturbation by her hand.
Returning to caressing her pussy, I started sucking the clitoris again, sticking two fingers into the vagina at once. Quickly, I started driving my fingers in all the way. The hag started moaning loudly, turning into a scream. Her hand, masturbating the rocker's dick, started moving in time with my fingers.
-Passed!!! The hag shouted loudly. She tightly pressed my head to her pussy and started coming violently, flooding my mouth with juices. I was running out of air, and my head started spinning. As soon as the hag's orgasm subsided, she loosened her grip. Falling to