\u201cMommy, you\u2019re the best fuck ever! You feel like you\u2019re going to melt my cock!\u201d She raised her legs way up in the air so I could get deeper inside her. I was kissing her cheek and neck, then her lips, and she returned my kisses with great heat.<\/p>\n
\u201cUse that dick on me, baby! Fuck your Mommy as hard as you can! I love feeling your big balls slapping on my ass! Keep fucking me!\u201d Her pussy was spasming all around my cock, gripping and releasing me. She had excellent muscle control and it felt incredible.<\/p>\n
My hands grabbed her ass on both sides, digging my fingers into her soft flesh, then I rolled over, pulling her with me, so she was on top riding me. She shoved her tongue in my mouth, her hair tickling my face, as her ass rose and fell rapidly.<\/p>\n
\u201cSpank me, baby! I\u2019m a bad Mommy, and I need to be punished!\u201d I knew this was coming and I slapped her ass firmly, but not enough to do more than sting. \u201cYES! AGAIN!\u201d I added more smacks to her full cheeks and Habiba screamed as she came again, soaking my crotch with her cream. She really was a wild fuck, and she kept going until she came one more time with her breasts in my mouth.<\/p>\n
She almost reluctantly climbed off me. She was pretty well spent by then, and I really did need to cum myself. \u201cThat was fantastic, baby. Such a good, good son to Mommy. Now, how can I get you off? You can cum on me, maybe on my breasts? Or would you like me to swallow your hot cream? Or\u2026you could fuck Mommy\u2019s big breasts! Would you like that, baby?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI would love that, Mommy! Make me cum between your big, soft breasts!\u2019 It was obvious this was her preference, and it was fine with me. I just needed to get off already.<\/p>\n
My dick was very wet from her pussy, but she still sucked it for a couple of minutes before wrapping her wonderful melons around me, moving up and down, and when I reached the top, she licked around the crown of my dick. Up and down, she pushed her breasts together, then eased off a little, then squeezed me again. She was amazing, an incredible lover, and I was just about there\u2026..<\/p>\n
\u201cYou want to cum for Mommy, baby? Cum between her big breasts? I know your balls must be full and aching, ready to give me my treat? Give it to me, baby. Give your cum to Mommy!\u201d<\/p>\n
It wasn\u2019t my particular fantasy, but the way we played it got me incredibly hot, and her wicked talk pushed me over the edge. \u201cI\u2019m cumming, Mommy! DON\u2019T STOP!\u201d My body released and I came heavily, sending thick ropes of my seed all over her chest, between her breasts, and up her neck to her chin, making her a real mess.<\/p>\n
It was great, fun for me, though not like it had been for her. She scooped up a few fingerfuls of my cum and licked them up, smiling at the taste and the kinkiness. She then kind of collapsed into the crook of my arm and we held each other close. It was fine with me; I loved cuddling after sex in my own life.<\/p>\n
She tickled me up and down my tummy along the hairline there as I caressed her neck and back. \u201cKayode, that was just amazing. It was everything I wanted and hoped it would be. You really made my dream come true. You\u2019re an excellent lover and a sweet young man.\u201d She kissed my cheek and then a soft one on my lips.<\/p>\n
\u201cBelieve me, Habiba, this was my pleasure. Not quite like it was yours. I hope. This was all about fulfilling your needs, and I enjoyed it. I enjoyed making it happen for you and I enjoyed the way you have sex. You\u2019re a great lover.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI used to be. My husband barely touches me at all. Even if he did, I can\u2019t imagine being able to ask him to do what we just did. He would call me sick or a pervert.\u201d A couple of tears dripped down her cheeks. \u201cI even feel like a pervert, wanting to sleep with my son.\u201d<\/p>\n
I adjusted my hold on her, pulling a little closer. \u201cHabiba, look at me. right in my eyes.\u201d We locked eyes and I saw her regret. \u201cI told you earlier, almost everyone has sexual desires and fantasies. There is absolutely nothing wrong with it. I helped you act it out today in an appropriate way. If you tried to seduce your son, that would have been morally questionable. I personally believe what happens between consenting adults is no one else\u2019s business.<\/p>\n
This way, you got to experience what your psyche needed without risking hurting your relationship with Musa or your husband. Now, why HE doesn\u2019t touch you is a mystery to me. He\u2019s missing out on one of the great experiences in life. It\u2019s shame, really. I think you\u2019re a wonderful woman. Beautiful and bright and very, very sexy.\u201d<\/p>\n
Habiba wiped her tears away and smiled at me, kind of shyly, girlish. \u201cYou\u2019re a very sweet young man, you know? If I was 20 years younger\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re really a great lady\u201d I said with one more kiss and a smile. \u201cDo you mind if I take a shower? I kind of smell of sweat and\u2026 other things.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSure, use the shower in this bathroom. I\u2019ll get you a towel. Just wipe down the glass and the tiles when you\u2019re done. I don\u2019t want to leave any sign my husband could spot.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo problem. I\u2019m a neat guy.\u201d<\/p>\n
25 minutes later I was almost dressed, and I helped Habiba change the sheets in her son\u2019s room. I put on my sports jacket, fixed my tie, and she led me to the door. She gave me a kiss and an envelope with a very generous tip. \u201cI would like to call for you again from time to time. Maybe to play this out again, or maybe just for an afternoon of great sex.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat would be fine with me, Habiba. You know how to reach me. I\u2019m sure I\u2019ll enjoy any experience with you.\u201d I kissed her goodbye before the door opened to the street. And two minutes later I was on my way to find a taxi. I still see her from time to time. Usually just for sex that is great for us both. And, once in a while, I still play her panty loving son.<\/p>\n
*****<\/p>\n
I really don\u2019t mind fulfilling almost any fantasy a woman has. It doesn\u2019t have to be my cup of tea; I\u2019m the \u2019employee\u2019, so to speak, and it\u2019s my job to help the women I am assigned to. I have my regulars, some who request me as often as every few weeks. Ugo Chiwendu, the first woman I told you about, always asks for me when she has some event or other that she needs an escort for.<\/p>\n
It\u2019s all very discreet in that world, no one makes any snide comments. I never walk with her through the photographer\u2019s line. I walk in discreetly on my own and meet her inside. There are a couple of other women I meet like that. I enjoy that part of the job quite a lot. I get paid quite well for going to some great cultural events and parties with great food and wine.<\/p>\n
There is one kind of fantasy, however, that I really don\u2019t enjoy taking part in. It\u2019s a more complicated situation, involving cuckolding. For those unfamiliar with the term, a cuckold is a man whose wife is fucking around on him. In this case, though, it is with not only his knowledge, but he is a part of the game.<\/p>\n
He watches, often jerking off, while I have sex with his wife, and often she will humiliate him by telling him how inadequate he is, how I fuck her like a real man, he\u2019s got a pathetic penis etc. I\u2019ve done it a few times (it pays very well), but it\u2019s one of the few games I take part in that makes me feel like I need a shower after, not in the way I almost always need just to clean up.<\/p>\n
Like an emotional shower. As I said, I take part, but I don\u2019t really understand what appeals to both of them about it. Maybe if I get my master\u2019s degree.<\/p>\n
Anyway, most of the women I see or escort become regulars. A few have been one-time things, but most hire me multiple times. Chiwendu, as I told you, hires me frequently, often once a week. Sometimes it\u2019s about an event and then sex, and sometimes it\u2019s just sex. I usually take off a week to myself every couple of months, because I need it.<\/p>\n
I need to get together with friends I\u2019ve missed (they wonder what I\u2019ve been up to and how I\u2019m suddenly flush with money, but I don\u2019t tell anyone about my life), I go see my parents, and I just veg out for a few days of peace and quiet.<\/p>\n
Chiwendu understands that those weeks I\u2019m not available. But sometimes she\u2019ll ask me to go away with her for a week or so, usually to a tropical setting at a very exclusive, discreet resort. She pays for everything, including my fee, which Dami sets and she gets her 30%.<\/p>\n
We have a great time together. We\u2019ll relax and drink a little more than usual, eat well, dance (she loves to dance to all kinds of music), and of course, we have sex. A lot. At least three times a day. I often need a vacation from my vacation when I get home.<\/p>\n
Chiwendu and I have gotten very close as friends. We\u2019re under no illusion about falling in love. But when you spend that kind of time with someone, a certain amount of intimacy is inevitable. It had been the better part of three years since we met, I know about her family, her son and her daughter as well as her ex. I tell her certain things about my private life that I never share with any others.<\/p>\n
So, like I said, we we\u2019re like close friends. And after the first few months, she almost always wanted me to spend the night. It was nice, comfortable, and we got along very well. But one night, about two months ago, Chiwendu threw me for a loop. She asked me for a very unusual favor.<\/p>\n
We were cuddling in bed after sex, about 3 AM. \u201cKayode, would you say we have something more than a professional relationship, correct?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAfter three years? Yes, I would say our relationship is closer than that. We\u2019ve travelled together, shared some great times, and we\u2019ve talked about all sorts of personal things together. Why did you ask?\u201d<\/p>\n
She sat up a little more and the blanket fell away from her breasts, a nice, temporary distraction. \u201cUp here, friend\u201d she said with a pleasant laugh. \u201cI\u2019ve been working on improving my relationship with my daughter, Ginika. She\u2019s 27 now, and I\u2019m just kind of aware of the time going by. I want to be closer to her, and we\u2019ve been getting together every couple of weeks, usually on Sundays for dinner.<\/p>\n
We\u2019ve confided in each other about some things I never would have thought I could talk to her about. I told her about you, and she surprisingly took it very well. She understands I\u2019m far from an old lady and I still have needs and desires, even to just have a man\u2019s company. She even understands that I don\u2019t want the complications and risks of traditional dating. Too many of the men around my age are looking for my money.<\/p>\n
I told her our relationship was less dangerous for me, and you never asked me for anything outside of our transactions.\u201d<\/p>\n
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