Sugar Momma

Sugar Momma

by Jaewon

Summary:

Irene has always taken care of her much younger boyfriend in every way possible. After a long day, she comes home and spoils him completely with her body, her experience, and that soft but commanding mommy kink that drives him wild — handjobs, blowjobs, breast sucking, and passionate sex in multiple positions.

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The penthouse was quiet when Irene stepped through the door, heels clicking softly on the marble floor. She had just come from a late brand meeting, still dressed in her elegant black blouse and pencil skirt, hair perfectly styled. At thirty-three, she carried herself with the kind of confidence that made people stop and stare. But when she saw me waiting on the couch, her sharp expression softened into something warmer, almost predatory in the best way.

“Hi, baby,” she said, voice low and smooth as honey. She dropped her bag and walked straight to me, heels abandoned midway. “Mommy’s home. Did you miss me?”

I nodded, already feeling that familiar heat rush through me. “Every second.”

She smiled, the kind of smile that promised everything, and climbed onto my lap, straddling me. Her skirt rode up her thighs as she cupped my face with both hands and kissed me deeply. Her lips were soft but demanding, tongue sliding against mine like she owned every part of me. And in many ways, she did.

Irene had been my sugar momma for almost two years now. She took care of everything — the apartment, my expenses, my pleasure. In return, I gave her the one thing her busy life as Red Velvet’s leader rarely allowed: complete, devoted attention.

“Rough day?” I asked when she finally pulled back, lips slightly swollen.

She hummed, grinding slowly against the bulge in my pants. “Very. But I’ve been thinking about this all evening. About taking care of my sweet boy.” Her hand slid down my chest, fingers tracing the waistband of my sweatpants. “You’re already hard for mommy, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” I breathed.

“Good boy.”

She slipped off my lap and knelt between my legs with graceful ease. Her manicured fingers tugged my pants down, freeing my cock. It sprang up, thick and throbbing. Irene wrapped her soft hand around the base and stroked slowly, eyes locked on mine.

“Look at you… so eager.” She leaned in and licked a long stripe from base to tip, then swirled her tongue around the head. The blowjob started teasing — gentle sucks, soft kisses, her warm breath ghosting over my skin. Then she took me deeper, lips stretching around my thickness as she bobbed her head.

“Fuck, mommy…” I groaned, fingers threading through her perfect hair.

She hummed around me, the vibration shooting pleasure up my spine. Spit dripped down my shaft as she worked me, one hand stroking what her mouth couldn’t take. She pulled off for air, stroking me fast with her slick hand.

“You like when mommy sucks your cock?” she purred, voice husky. “Like when I spoil you like this?”

I nodded, hips twitching. She smiled and took me back into her mouth, sucking harder, cheeks hollowing. Her free hand cupped my balls, massaging them gently. I was getting close fast, but she slowed down, edging me perfectly.

“Not yet,” she whispered, kissing the tip. “Mommy wants to play more.”

She stood up and stripped slowly, peeling off her blouse to reveal a black lace bra that barely contained her full breasts. The skirt followed, then the bra. Her breasts spilled free, heavy and perfect, nipples already hard. She climbed back onto my lap, pressing them against my face.

“Suck them,” she ordered softly. “Mommy’s breasts need attention too.”

I latched onto one nipple immediately, sucking hard while my hand kneaded the other. Irene moaned, arching her back, fingers in my hair as she held me against her chest. I licked and sucked, switching between them, burying my face in the soft warmth.

“Good boy… just like that,” she praised, grinding her wet pussy against my cock. “You love mommy’s tits, don’t you?”

I nodded, mouth full, sucking harder. She reached down and guided my cock to her entrance, sinking down slowly. The heat engulfed me, tight and perfect. She rode me in cowgirl, slow and deep at first, breasts bouncing in my face as I continued worshipping them.

“Mommy’s going to take care of you tonight,” she breathed, picking up the pace. “Fill you with pleasure until you can’t think straight.”

I gripped her hips, thrusting up to meet her. She came first, pussy clenching around me as she moaned my name, a small squirt coating my lap. I followed soon after, pumping thick ropes of cum deep inside her.

But she wasn’t done. She climbed off, cum leaking down her thighs, and knelt again. The second blowjob was messier, tasting both of us as she cleaned my cock. Then she used her breasts again, pressing them together for a slow, oily titfuck, spit making everything glide.

“Cum on mommy’s tits,” she commanded. I did, painting her chest and neck with another load. She rubbed it in like lotion, smiling up at me.

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We moved to the bedroom. Irene lay back and spread her legs. “Eat mommy’s pussy, baby. Clean up the mess you made.”

I dove in, licking her cum-filled folds, sucking gently on her clit. She moaned loudly, thighs around my head, fingers in my hair as she ground against my face. She came again, squirting lightly on my tongue.

Then she pulled me up and guided me back inside her in missionary. Legs wrapped around my waist, she held me close as I thrust deep and steady. Her breasts pressed against my chest, nipples hard. I sucked on them while fucking her, making her moan louder.

“Harder, baby. Mommy wants to feel you deep.”

I pounded into her, the bed creaking. She came again, nails digging into my back, another squirt soaking us both. I filled her with a third creampie, groaning as I emptied everything I had.

We tried doggy next. Irene on all fours, ass up, back arched perfectly. I railed her hard, hands on her hips, watching her ass ripple with every thrust. She reached back and spread herself wider, moaning filthy praises.

“Fuck mommy’s pussy… use me, baby… fill me again.”

I did, pumping another load deep inside her. Cum leaked out around my cock, dripping down her thighs.

Later, she rode me reverse cowgirl, ass bouncing as she controlled the pace. I reached around and rubbed her clit, making her squirt again. Then spooning, slow and intimate, my hand playing with her breasts while I thrust deep.

The night stretched on with more positions — her on the edge of the bed, legs over my shoulders in deep missionary, standing against the wall with one leg lifted, even a lazy 69 where she sucked me while I ate her out.

By the end, we were both exhausted, bodies slick with sweat and cum. Irene curled into my chest, leg thrown over mine, breathing slow and content.

“You’re so good to mommy,” she whispered, kissing my jaw. “I love spoiling my sweet boy.”

I held her close, stroking her back. “I love when you do. You make me feel like the luckiest guy alive.”

She smiled against my skin, already drifting off. “Good. Because tomorrow night, mommy has more plans for you.”

I fell asleep with her warm body pressed to mine, completely satisfied and utterly in love with my sugar momma.

(Mommy Kink smut. - Jaewon)