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"Be my guest." I leaned back against the wall as my sexy mother quickly unzipped my fly, reached inside and drew out my lengthy member. She held it in her hand and looked up at me as she slipped her full pouty lips over the broad mushroom head and wantonly started sucking.
"Mmmmm," she purred into my slumbering dick as her hot wet mouth moved smoothly back and forth. I closed my eyes and relinquished myself to the sinful pleasures of her talented mouth, her warm saliva and swirling tongue causing my temporarily extinguished libido to start to smolder again. I could feel the blood within me start to flow southwards, my recently-spent dick slowly starting to fill and stiffen within her hot vacuuming mouth.
"There, you better go, Sweetie." She surprised me by releasing my stirring manhood from her hot wet mouth and stuffing it back into my pants. She zipped me up, got to her feet and gave me a quick kiss on the lips before reaching for the doorknob.
"But....I.....I...." I whimpered helplessly as I just stood there, my swelling dick once more crying out for attention.
"You'll be fine, Honey," my mother said with a wry smirk on her face. "That'll help you remember what I'm gonna do to you again next time." She opened the door as I stepped away from the wall. I could only smile, knowing that as much as we both wanted it right now, we couldn't take the risk. I resigned myself to waiting until next time, knowing that once more, it would be incredible.
"Alright, Mom," I said, peering outside to make sure we were still alone. "Promise me we'll finish that next time?"
"I promise," she said coyly, reaching down to give my heavy member a last teasing squeeze. "Now go!" She gave me a playful shove out the door and closed it behind me.
With a big smile on my face I put the top down on my old Mustang and fired it up. Sally purred like a kitten as I slipped it into gear and headed for home. These last twenty-four hours with my mother had been incredible. She was even better than anything I had imagined in my fantasies. To say I was looking forward to the next opportunity we'd have to be together would have been the world's biggest understatement. Everything she did and said had been beyond belief. She understood me better than I probably understood myself. Those things she said about knowing what kind of man I was, one that wasn't capable of being tied down, had been bang on. She seemed to know that about me before I even knew it myself. I realized as I drove towards home that I loved her even more than I ever had before.
As the wind whistled through my hair, I thought about her giving me permission to fantasize about other women while she sucked me, and how fantastic that was. I remembered thinking about her sister, my Aunt Julia, and how she kind of new about my mother's intentions towards me. I felt a stirring in my groin as I thought about the golf lesson I'd promised her. Yes, that just might be a very interesting lesson indeed. My thoughts turned to the number of gorgeous other women out there, and the possibility of resurrecting my Face-Painter persona with that idea I had about incorporating the help of Deanna, my hairdresser. Yes....with Deanna's connections to all those wealthy MILFs, that just might work out after all.
As I turned off the expressway and headed for home, I figured maybe it was time to give Deanna a call.
- COMMENTS
Foxterot7aover 1 year agoThe last 3 chapters were beautiful. The son and mother could communicate without embarrassment or half-truths. demonistrated the The son's sensitivity to his mother's emotional and sexual needs underscored the depth of is love for her. Finally, the lack of guilt, shame or self-loathing because of the mother and son sexual intimacy was refreshing. Psychologically mature adults can and should love whoever they want because love is never wrong.
Wiserbyagealmost 7 years agoHow many ways can you get a hand or blow job. How many different ways can " eating out at the Y" be described. No anal play by either party. Both of them could eat each other's assholes and he could have fucked her ass. She gave him permission. Boring and I gave it a two for this reason.
Anonymousover 8 years agoHow much sperm can one produced? Sperm on the face with the amount described it couldn't happen without getting some in the eye could cause infection or blindness. With the I. Q. of most of your readers some will try it.
There was oral on the virginal but where was the anis. There was a place where Vaseline was on his dick but no anal.
. For Varity why not have her sister come over early next morning and join in for Varity. As the story went by next morning the story was boring.
. You need to do some research. No one who ejaculate 5 times you may be able to hard again but you will not come as many times the next time.
Anonymousalmost 9 years agoI gotta agree with Synapsis. This was just too much on one fuck, even if it was his first time with his mom. It would have been a little more believable if they hadn't quite pushed it so fast and so damn long. I love descriptions of sexual exploits, but this just seems to go on and on - and on again. Its obviously fantasy, only in writing have I seen a Penis that long and thick, not even in porn. But this is pushing too much. A reader has to be able to get interested in a character's life a little too, and you are spending too much of it this way. There is 'over the top' and then there is this chapter of this story.
Synapsisabout 9 years agoMaybe everyone else enjoyed this chapter, but for me, it was really repetitive. This was the third chapter of Connor and his Mom having sex, whereas no one else has been in more than one continuous chapter. Also, a lot of the events and phrasing seem to repeat themselves.
