Susan had always had a sensitive neck, on a few occasions she had achieved orgasm just from being kissed on the the neck. And now the combination of her drunken state and the thought of her sons erect cock combined with his delicate touching she found herself becoming more and more aroused.
It had been a few months since she had last been with a man, and she would give anything right now to be fucked long and hard.
Alex noticed her breathing changing, becoming almost ragged, and listened intently as she groaned lightly every time he touched her neck.
Alex moved his hand onto her shoulders, his fingers running along her collarbone, his thumbs gently touching her neck. He rocked his hands forwards and backwards over her shoulders, tracing a small circular route with his thumbs on her neck. For Susan this was exquisite torture, she felt a small orgasm begin to build, she didn’t give any consideration to the fact that it was her son who was doing this to her, at that moment all she cared about was the gentle touch on her neck that was bringing her to orgasm. Susan shuddered gently as she came, the delicious wave of orgasm sweeping over her for a few brief seconds. After a few seconds and without warning Susan slumped back in her chair, just as Alex’s hands were moving forwards, the opposite movements caused his hands to slip down her body and come to rest on her breasts, his hands gently cupping them.
Alex froze waiting to be admonished for touching her even though it was accidental, but Susan was lying with her head on the back of the chair looking up at him and smiling, in truth she hadn’t realised where his hands where, “I love you”, she whispered as she brought her hands up and placed them on his forearms, Alex could not believe this, here he was with his hands holding her breasts and she was telling him she loved him, not shouting at him as he expected.
Alex, gently squeezed his hands, tightening his grip, he dragged his thumbs down, flicking them hard across her erect nipples. Now the location of his hands registered in Susan’s brain, before she could protest Alex moved quickly, he pinched her nipples between his finger and thumb, gently rolling them, as he squeezed her breasts tightly.
Susan was still lying with her head on the back of the chair looking up at him, Alex leaned over and kissed her, his mouth open, he gently slipped his tongue across her lips, in her drunken and aroused post orgasmic state Susan found herself responding, her mouth gently opening and accepting his tongue into it. They were kissing passionately now, nothing else in the world mattering except the two of them and the moment they were sharing.
Alex slipped his hands from her breasts and began to unbutton her shirt. He quickly pulled it open and gazed upon the tops of her breasts, bulging from her bra. Alex slipped his hands into her bra cups and gently lifted her breasts free. He gazed at her erect nipples, they were large, the size of oranges, their colour a gentle shade of pink almost indiscernible from the colour of her skin. Once again he ran his thumbs over her erect bullet hard nipples, this time without clothing between his fingers and her skin.