“That was so good baby,” she sighed.
“That was incredible, mom.” he agreed. “I’ve never felt anything like that before.”
“I’ve got more things to teach you.” She said, “I’m not done with you yet mister.”
“Mom, I don’t know if I can go again.” he said, looking down as his now flaccid cock.
“Oh, don’t you worry about that,” Elizabeth smiled, turning on the bedside lamp. “Mommy knows a few tricks to get your soldier back at attention.”
“You just can’t get enough can you?” he asked.
“It’s been seven years since I had a man. I almost forgot how good it feels to have an actual cock and not…” she opened her nightstand pulling out her vibrator. “…this.”
“Um, mom, what are you going to do with that?”
“Oh calm down, sweetie.” she said turning it on low power, “Not what you think.”
She moved the vibrator down to his limp cock and gently teased his scrotum with it.
“That… that does feel good.” he said watching as she slowly moved the vibrator side to side before slowly moving up the shaft to the head of his cock. “And that… feels really good.” he said with a smile.
“See, nothing to worry about.” Elizabeth said, “I know what I’m doing. I haven’t forgotten anything in the last seven years. I just didn’t have anyone to do it with.”
Despite how tired he was, Chris was amazed to feel his cock rising to attention just like his mother said. She continued to tease his cock with the toy she usually used on herself, smiling in appreciation at how quickly he was getting hard again. She wanted… no she needed to have his cock back in her. Within five minutes, he was just as hard as he was earlier, and eager to see what his mother had in mind now.
“You ready for your next lesson, sweetie?” she asked sitting up.
The sight of his mother smiling down at him was all the inspiration he needed. He smiled back and nodded.
Elizabeth got on her hands and knees and Chris instinctively knew what she wanted. He moved into position behind her, and with a little assistance from his mother gently guided his cock into her warm, wet pussy. Again taking a cue from the pornos he’d seen, he grabbed his mother’s hips and started slamming his cock into her. Elizabeth gasped in surprise when she felt him take charge and could only moan incoherently as her son fucked her better than she’d ever been fucked before.
Relying on the semi coherent verbal cues from his mother, Chris fucked his mother from behind alternating between long, slow strokes and hammering his cock into her like a jackhammer. For a while the only sounds in the bedroom were the sounds of their hips meeting, Elizabeth’s moans of pleasure and the creaking of the bed. Elizabeth licked her fingers and reached between her legs to alternate between rubbing her clit, and the underside of Chris’ cock.
“You… you’re a… oh my fucking god… you’re… a natural…” she managed to get out between gasping for breath, “Just… keep… fuck that feels good… just keep doing that… make… make mommy cum… holy fucking shit…”
He doubted he could have stopped even if he wanted to, between the sight of his cock sliding in and out of his mother, and the sounds she was making was enough to keep him going. He wished this afternoon – no wait, he glanced out the window to see it was now dark out – this night would never end, but just as Elizabeth was building up to an orgasm of her own, he felt that familiar tingling sensation in his balls that meant he was going to cum again as well.
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