Info - mommy kink, teasing, morning wood, bondage, ruined orgasm in boxers, shy Timothée, baby talk, wearing cummed in boxers, mutual masturbation, being coated in cum, sniffing boxers
"M-Mommy, please don't tease, m'too horny," he whined. It was Saturday morning and he'd woke up hard and needy. I'd decided to have some fun. I'd tied his wrists to the bed posts with ribbon. I was licking his neck and tracing the outline of his hardness in his boxers.
"I just like to hear the pretty whimpers my boy makes," I crooned. He was squirming. I knew he'd have marks on his wrists. He was throbbing in his confines.
"You want it so bad don't you," I said in mock pity.
"S-so bad, oh fuck, oh fucking fuck," he gasped.
"Baby needs his monster cock taken care of, he's so leaky," I teased. I rubbed my thumb where I knew his wet slit was.
"Oh mommy, m-mommy I can barely take it," he whined, arching. He was fucking against his boxers for friction.
"You pretending that's mommy's pussy baby?" I asked him.
"Yeahhhhhh, oh fuck, mommy's tight, warm pussy," he made little submissive cries. He was wiggling and writhing about. His fists clenched and unclenched.
"I want you mommy, I need you," he cried as I kissed his cock over the underwear's fabric.
"Are you wet?" I asked. I kissed his happy trail.
"So wet, so fuuuuuucking wet," he exclaimed.
"Awwww what a sweet baby getting all worked up and -"
"Ahhhhh mmmfffff," he cried out, his face twisted into a submissive mess of pleasure.
"What did you do?" I asked calmly and sweetly as the stain spread.
"I-I, mommy, I'm sorry," he sniffled.
"I'm not mad, I just want words," I said.
"I, I accidentally made cummies in my underwear," he said with bright pink cheeks.
"That's okay sweetie, I know it's hard to keep your stickies in," I cooed. I began to untie him.
"W-wait we're done, I'm sorry I made cummies but I can get hard again," he said pitifully.
"I know, and I expect it," I said sternly and he looked away meekly.
"I want you to touch yourself while you watch mommy, okay baby," I said said slowly.
"Yes, whatever you want," he nodded, eager to make it up to me.
I carefully removed his underwear and took mine off as well. I pulled his messy ones up my legs, feeling the sticky cum against my cunt. His eyes were wide with amazement.
"Mommy!" He said in awe.
"I'm gonna massage baby's cummies into my pussy, since you didn't put them in me," I purred.
"Oh fuck, oh wow, and I can stroke?" He asked.
"Yes baby," I moaned. With one hand I felt my tits up, and with the other I began to massage Timothée's big load into me.
"Oh yeah baby, feels so good to have your semen inside me," I cried.
"Mommy, mommy you look so sexy," he whined. His hand was moving so fast. His little hips thrusted upwards into his fist.
"I just want the cummies I deserve, your big load should always be inside me. I'm spreading them all around my pussy lips," I explained to him.
"Does it feel good mommy, is it sticky for you and wet?" He whimpered, looking so willing to please.
"Yes baby, it feels so good to be messy from you," I gasped. My head fell back as I massaged faster. I wanted it everywhere and all over me.
"Oh mommy, my goddess, I'll give you as much as you want, anything you want at all," he cried.
"Then baptise me baby," I moaned. "Spray me with a fountain of cum. I want to be covered. I can't take another second of not being drenched in it!"
"Oh mommy, mommy I'm cumming! I'm cumming for you!" He howled. I felt ropes of cum splatter over me. One, two, three, four, five ropes coated me. It was in my hair, on my face, over my breasts and tummy. I fell apart. I screamed his name as I finished in the same boxers he'd finished in. I was panting and covered in semen.
"You're amazing," I said, darting forward to kiss him deeply. We squelched together with how wet I was. I giggled into his mouth. I removed his boxers and took a deep whiff.
"I love it," I said dreamily.
