Chapter 7

Hearing her voice on the other end woke me up completely. Not wanting to spoil anything, I wanted to make sure I was ready and in bed when it all happened. I took enough time to wash any traces of my former encounter away, applied some aloe lotion I had found had helped with all the activity my dick was having, and was back in the bed in under 15 minutes. Anticipation had me harder than a rock in no time.

The phone rang. "Look in the drawer, get out the mask, put it on, and don't utter a word. You can moan, but don't give away your identity by speaking." she said quickly. I opened the drawer and looked at the mask, sliding it over my head. It fit like a hood with eye holes, a space for my nose that was covered, but left my nostrils clear, and a wide zipper that was open in the front.

"There are snaps in the places near your neck. They secure it together." I suited actions to words, unzipping the mouth.

"Okay, it's on. Why shouldn't I talk?" I asked.

"Just don't sweetie, trust me. You can unzip it to give her pleasure or kiss her, there's enough room where you can fold back the zipper and not cut her with it. If you need to, there is a snap on the left side where your ear is that will allow you to pull away the bottom half of the mask. Be careful though because it's easy for it to slide off then."

There was a knock at the door and a quick "Hang up and lie back" before the door started to open slowly and I hung up the phone. I kept my eyes glued on the door as I heard it close. I was under the sheets, but I folded my arms up underneath my head to lean on.

I heard her moving around in the bathroom for several minutes before I heard the door close. She came around the corner from the bathroom in nothing but high heels, sheer stockings held by a garter, and an identical mask. Her mask already had the bottom half removed, revealing a pair of lush red lips. Her smile was as dazzling as I drank in her creamy full breasts, her swelling hips, and her beautifully trimmed pussy. She walked slowly towards me, her hips swaying, her hands reaching up to fondle her ample cleavage. She smiled a wicked smile at me as I slowly pushed down the sheet, exposing my muscled body an inch at a time.

She stopped at the edge of the bed, watching. Her eyes flitted around to my mask, my pecs, my growing expanse of abs, finally riveting on the large head of my cock. She inhaled sharply, her fingers pinching her nipples, as I exposed inch after inch of my wide, hard cock.

Without any cue, she climbed on top of me, putting her cunt right in my face and sliding my dick into her mouth. I spread her apart with my fingers, my tongue going deeply inside her. My face was quickly coated with her juices, my cock, meanwhile, was buried halfway down her throat. Each time she would gag slightly, raise up, take a breath and gobble up another inch. Considering the skill she was plying, I stepped up my attack on her pussy.

She tasted like flowers, fresh and clean. Sticking two fingers inside her, I licked her clit like a lollipop. Her hips were practically quaking and moving all over the place as she came up for air and practically dropped my cock down the back of her throat. I couldn't take anymore as I practically nibbled on her clit and came into her throat, my hips bucking off the bed as her hips writhed madly on my face.

She shuddered and shook as my orgasm spent itself, her throat and mouth gradually letting go of me. She got up off the bed and adjusted her stockings and garter. Walking over to her bag and slowly bending over from the waist, she showed a clean expanse of stockinged legs and bare pussy. She watched me stare at her from between her legs, finally rummaging in her bag and coming up with a few interesting items.

She turned back and came towards me, padded handcuffs and other pieces of silk in her hands. She motioned with her head for me to get up and she took my place on the bed, handing me each piece. I wrapped one end of restraint around the knob at the corner of the headboard and secured her right wrist. I gave her enough movement in her arm to lay it down on the bed, but she wouldn't be able to touch me. As I was doing her other wrist she whispered, "Legs too..."

I almost dropped the material on the bed when I heard her voice. I looked into her eyes, looked at the familiar shade of brown hair coming from the ponytail hole in the mask. "Oh my god... It's Mom. I just blew my load in my mother mouth..." It was almost as if she could read my mind because she licked her full red lips and nodded at her leg, holding it up for me to put the restraint on.

My mind a whirl with the infinite possibilities, I fastened her legs to the bed and stood to view my handiwork.

I looked down on her lush body, curves in all the right places, she lay across the bed with the black mask on, the heavy eye makeup, lipstick still gleaming slick and bright red on her lips. Her bush was trimmed close in a triangle, almost pointing the way to pleasure. Her full high breasts were more like a teenagers, big enough to sag a little from the weight, not from her age. All in all, a dominants wet dream, lying waiting on the bed, garters, stockings, mask, and restraints and that's all.