Mommy's Helping Hand

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WARNING: G!P

She hears the car door shut before the keys jangling in the lock. You step inside the house, greeted by the delicious scent of food wafting from the kitchen. Curiously, you peek your head around the corner. There’s no one in the kitchen, but there’s a plate of some of your favourite dishes. Your stomach growls from the sight and smells. However, you’re keen on finding the chef, who must be somewhere in the house. You peer into the living and sitting rooms before heading up the stairs. She can hear the creaking of the steps as you ascend, her heart thumping in her chest. The bedroom door opens, and Kara freezes, her hands attempting to cover the naughty action she is currently participating in.

“Oh darling…” You come closer, sitting on the bed. She swallows hard, not meeting your gaze until you begin rubbing her leg. Once her eyes meet yours, you smile softly. “It’s okay, my love. I know I’ve kept you waiting too long. I’m sorry, can you forgive me?” You stand, removing your jacket and shoes before positioning yourself with your back against the headboard in a sitting position. “Come here. Hopefully, this will be a peace offering.” You pat your lap.

“I-I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have started without you, Y/N.” Her head hangs low as she shuffles into your lap, naked from the waist down, her cock standing at attention.

“Shhh, it’s okay. That’s it. Look at me pretty girl, eyes on Mommy,” you say, pushing the hair from the front of her eyes. “There you are, angel. You look magnificent…breathtaking.” You grasp her shaft at the base with your eyes scanning her body. Kara moans from the contact and a small drop of precum leaks from the tip. “Take a deep breath for me, will you?” As she breathes in, you slowly inch your hand up and down her cock.

“Oh, Mommy…” Her eyes close from the pleasure, already close to her orgasm. “Faster, please. I need to come.”

“Patience, sweetheart. You’re doing a great job for Mommy.” You continue your snail’s pace, pumping her cock, only pausing to add some lubrication. Occasionally, you run your fingers over the tip, causing her to twitch and gasp from the intensity.

“Fuck… Mommy, please…” Kara’s begging now, the need to release unbearable. With your other hand, you brush her hair from her face again and then run your hand under her shirt. You begin playing with her nipples, pinching and pulling the hard nubs. Finally, you escalate your pace on her cock, pumping her shaft faster and with determination.

“Come for me, pretty girl. Come for Mommy…” You whisper in her ear, licking the outer shell. Her body begins to tense and tremble, the distinct sign that she’s going to explode. You’re nibbling her ear lobe now, trying to add extra pleasure.

“Fuck, Mommy. I’m gonna come.” She moans and gasps as the first spurt of come erupts from the tip of her cock, splattering onto your hand. You continue milking her cock, your hand covered in her seed.

“That’s my girl. You did so well for Mommy.” You release her softening member, brushing your hand over her thighs before cupping her chin, and turning her face toward yours again. “Am I forgiven, baby girl? I never meant to keep you waiting for so long.” She doesn’t say anything for a moment. “Did my peace offering make up for it?”

“Yes, yes. Of course, I forgive you, Mommy.” You smile before capturing her lips with yours. Kara opens to you without hesitation, feeling your tongue explore her mouth. “Thank you,” she says after you break the kiss.

“Let’s clean up, my love. Then you can show me the delicious meal you’ve made.”

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