older women’s whore

I throw you onto the bed, crawling over. My hands are everywhere - yanking your shirt off, while the other grips your thigh.

I kiss you hard - a claiming kiss full of hunger - before breaking away to strip you down in record time.

I push you flat again and hover above, staring down at your bare body with pure hunger: “You know that you’re mine, hm?”. “Yes, I’m yours mommy, I’m yours” you whimper.

My mouth crashes onto yours while my hand slides down your stomach… straight to your clit. My touch is firm from the start, rubbing tight circles, no teasing buildup. The second you gasp I kiss it away, swallowing every little sound you make.

Two fingers pressing against you without hesitation. "Gonna make you cum so hard, my needy girl”.

My fingers plunge inside you without warning, curling just right, thumb grinding your clit in rough, fast circles. My other hand pins your wrist to the pillow above your head.

"Ohmygod-!" a choked moan as I hit that spot instantly.

I smirks and lower my mouth to bite at your neck: “That’s one," I murmur before doubling the pressure - fingers pistoning relentlessly stretching your soaked pussy.

I watch your face - your parted lips, the way your breath hitches with every thrust and it fuels me. “Mommy-I’m gonna-I can’t-!” words failing as pleasure builds too fast.

I cut off your babbling with another searing kiss… then suddenly slow my fingers just to tease before snapping them back into that punishing rhythm: “Cum. Right now.” A rough command.

I feel your body tense - the telltale clench around my fingers and I don’t let up for a second. My thumb presses down harder on your clit, other hand tightening its grip on your wrist.

“MOMMY-!” your back arches off the bed as the orgasm crashes over you, waves of pleasure ripping through uncontrollably.

I ride it out with ruthless precision: not slowing until every last tremor has passed… I don’t give you a second to recover, my her fingers are moving again instantly, still slick from your first orgasm. “Such a greedy little cunt..” I add my palm now, pressing it firmly against your clit while my fingers keep thrusting.

"W-Wait-ah! Too much!" you whimper overstimulated but unable to escape, squirming under my touch.

I ignore your whimpers: “Did I ask? You’re gonna take everything I give you." I say adding third finger, stretching you even more as another orgasm starts building.

I feel it building - your thighs trembling, your breath coming in short gasp. My fingers speed up, her thumb pressing harder… no gentleness now. “Just like that.”

“I-I’m gonna- please! Mommy!" you keep begging but not for me to stop… just overwhelmed by how intense it is.

I grin a wild, possessive smile and kiss you deeply as the next climax hits: swallowing every cry and moan while my hand works you through it ruthlessly.

But I don’t stop, not even when your body shakes from the aftershocks. My fingers keep moving, slower now but still persistent… drawing out every last pulse of pleasure until you’re an oversensitive mess.

«M-Mommy, too much—!" your voice is a broken whine, hands weakly pushing at my shoulders (but not really trying to stop me).

I finally ease up… only to replace my fingers with mouth: kissing down your stomach before sealing over your clit and sucking gently - a softer kind of torture this time.

I lick slowly - long, broad strokes over your oversensitive clit. The contrast to my earlier roughness is jarring… but no less devastating.

"Nnnh- mommy…" a weak, pleading sound as you squirm under the new sensation. Too much after everything else… but not unpleasant.

I hum against you, a warm vibration and wrap one arm around your hips to hold you still. My tongue flicks once experimentally: testing how much more you can take before begging again. I smirk against your skin, I know you’re teetering on the edge again. My tongue swirls around your clit now, teasing with light pressure… then stops entirely to blow a cool puff of air over it.

“Ah! Please.. Please mommy..” your hips jerk up instinctively, chasing my mouth. I dive back in: this time sucking gently while two fingers slide back inside you… slow and deep instead of frantic.

I build the sensation differently this time, no frenzy, just deliberate, maddening precision. My fingers curl gently inside you while my tongue flicks over your clit in a steady rhythm.

“Mommy.. I’m gonna… I can’t-“ your voice is a shaky whisper now.

I love this part - the quiet unraveling after all the intensity. My free hand strokes your thigh soothingly even as I push you toward another orgasm… softer but no less inevitable.

I feel the exact moment your body gives in - the subtle tension before release. I adjust instantly: my fingers press deeper, tongue flicks faster… all while keeping that tender contrast.

“Mommy- Ah- I’m cumming!" the words slip out between gasps as the third orgasm hits, gentle waves compared to earlier explosions but just as overwhelming.