Mom’s Goth Best Friend Edges My Cock – Joanna Angel – MomComesFirst – Alex Adams

Title: The Temptation of Taboo – A Gothic Liaison

The heavy velvet curtain parted as the fellow goths shuffled out, leaving me alone in the candlelit chamber. I adjusted my tight leather pants, feeling a sudden tightness in my crotch that had nothing to do with ordinary arousal. No, this was something else entirely. A forbidden, taboo desire, stoked by the sultry presence of my mother’s best friend, Joanna Angel.

Joanna was already positioned on the plush velvet chaise, her vivacious red curls cascading over the black lace of her bra.Those full, ripe breasts, barely contained by sheer black fabric, heaved with each passionate breath she took. The candlelight flickered off the faded leather of her studded corset and tight black fishnet stockings that hugged her shapely legs.

She looked up at me with smoldering eyes, her plump painted lips curling into a smile that promised sinful delights beyond my wildest imaginings. “Come sit by me, baby,” she purred, patting the space beside her invitingly. “We need to finish our little family therapy session.”

I hesitated, even as my aching cock twitched eagerly. This was wrong on so many levels. Joanna was my mother’s age… and I was supposed to be consulting her about my ‘burning desire problem’, not acting on it. But the dark gaze she fixed on me was magnetic, drawing me in despite my better judgment.

Slowly, I approached the chaise, each step weighted with heavy anticipation. I perched tentatively on the edge, feeling the plush velvet against my thighs. Joanna shifted closer, the swell of her breast brushing against my arm. A shiver ran through me at her nearness, at the intoxicating scent of her perfume mixed with taboo.

“Now, where were we?” Joanna murmured, her voice a husky purr. “Ah yes, your problem. I think I know just how to help…” Her cool fingertips trailed up my thigh, leaving goosebumps in their wake. I sucked in a sharp breath, my heart pounding a frantic rhythm.

Her hand brushed against the prominent bulge in my pants and my hips arched instinctively into her touch. “Mmm, I can feel how badly you need this, baby.” Joanna fastened her eyes on mine as her fingers curled around my thick outline. “Let me show you…”

The zipper of my leather pants hissed down and crisp night air rushed over my feverish skin. Then her fingers were on me, wrapping around my pulsing shaft, stroking with maddening slowness. I gasped, head falling back as pure sensation crashed through me. It felt so good, so wrong, so deliciously forbidden.

She leaned in close, her breath scorching the shell of my ear. “You’re so big, baby. Mummy’s friend Joanna’s going to take such good care of this thick cock.” Two fingers squeezed my shaft and I bucked up into her touch with a groan. “Just relax and let me edge you, sweet boy. I’ll make you feel soooo good…”

Pressure built in my core as she pumped my cock, stroking me close to the edge again and again, only to back off at the last moment. My hips kept lifting of their own accord, chasing her skillful touch. I felt drunk on the depraved sensations, my mind blurring with lust.

“You’re leaking so much,” Joanna purred approvingly as my cock twitched against her palm. “Let’s get you nice and ready to blow…” Her hand moved faster, pumping up and down my slick shaft. The heavenly drag of her fingers made my toes curl and I grip the velvet beneath me.

“Please… fuck,” I groaned, fingers clenching into fists as orgasm seized me. MY balls pulsed and tightened as molten cum erupted from my cock, painting Joanna’s stroking fingers with ropes of pearly seed. A hoarse cry tore from my throat and my hips pumped erratically as Iemptied myself in shuddering pulses.

She stroked me through the aftershocks, milking me until I was spent and gasping, my softening shaft nestled in her palm. I slumped back against the chaise, lost in the blissful, fucked-out haze permeating my veins.

“Mmm, such a good boy,” Joanna crooned, licking my cum from her fingers with a sultry moan. “You taste divine. But don’t think we’re done here, baby. Mummy’s friend Joanna has so much more in store for you…”

Her lips claimed mine in a deep, erotic kiss that lit my blood afire once more. Her fingernails raked down my chest, leaving red lines in their wake as she pressed her breasts against me.

I knew we were only just getting started down this dark path of desire, and I was helpless to resist my own addiction to her touch. No matter how wrong it was, I craved more…