Ravi laughed also and said, “Yes it’s going to be easy for you because I also know my mother, don’t I mata?” Ravi went across to his mother and began unbuttoning her dress. She smiled and flushed as he exposed her mocha breasts with deep brown nipples. I had no idea what I was in for until Ravi motioned me over with his head and winked, “Don’t worry Rob, we’ve been planning this for a while”
Without much ceremony Sara took her son’s cock out and began sucking on it. I watched in fascination as she worked her fist and mouthed him at the same time. I was turned on enough to venture a hand onto his mother’s breast. When no red light flashed, I bent down and sucked on her nipple. I felt a hand on my cock and Sara looked up at me and smiled.
She took me out of my pants and left her son’s cock to attend to mine. I saw Ravi smile as his mother made me hard and then placed her warm saliva filled mouth over my thickened meat. She alternated between us and it was a good thing because if she had continued on me too long I would have shot off in a minute.
I could see she was getting excited when she attempted to fit the heads of both of our cocks into her mouth. She gave us both a long lick and stood to take off her dress. I saw that the dark pussy area was shaved clean and she said, “Okay boys now it’s time to take care of momma.”
We went into the bedroom. I got more experience in one night than I’d had my entire life. Sara moved easily from position to position and cock to cock; she never seemed to tire or run out of juice. The only time we used lubricant was when we both took her at once. She had me on my back on the bed when she mounted me. She leaned over until her tits were in my chest and then Ravi came up behind her. I saw him put some grease on his mother’s hole and then drive the head of his cock through her tight anal ring. That was the loudest she got. With two cocks in her she came close to losing control.
I’d never seen a woman in the throes of passion. It was a beautiful sight. I started fantasizing about my mother…that it was her voice telling me how much she loved having my cock in her…her moving on me…massaging my cock to spill it’s seed in her…to fill her pussy with my cum.
Come I did…over and over. Sara wasn’t quite there but Ravi continued banging his mother’s ass until she screeched. When she did come and he released into her, my cock was still hard enough inside her pussy for her to gyrate and use it to bring her to full satisfaction.
We had fun for weeks but more and more I wanted it to be mom. Listening to what Sara had said had taught me something and knowing what she liked to hear taught me more.
The night I began saying things that a son isn’t supposed to say to his mother is etched in my memory. I asked her to read a scene with me. It didn’t take her long to realize that I had written it. It wasn’t Shakespeare but it was everything I wanted to say…and everything I wanted to hear.
The title was “Acts of Desire.” I wasn’t trying to hide anything. I said to her, “It’s about a son who loves his mother and wants to make love to her. She began breathing hard and I said, “The scene opens with a mother and son reading a scene together.”