We began reading:
Son: Mom, I’m in love with you. You’re more than a mother to me…and that’s what I want you to be. I love you as a woman…a woman that fills my heart. I want to love all of you…the mother and the woman…I want everything with you.
Mother: I love you too Rob but you mean you want to make love…with me…your mother?
Son: Yes mom, of course I do. I’ve loved you that way since my first sexual urge. When I was a boy I used to tell you that I wanted to marry you when I grew up. I still feel that way. I want you to be mine…like a wife is to her husband…and like a woman is to the man she loves.
Mother: Oh honey we should talk about this…
Son: No mom the time for talking is over. It’s time to act. I’m going to kiss you and I’m going to take your clothes off and there’s only one thing for you to say – yes or no.
The directions didn’t call for Connie to blush but she did. I put down the script and approached her, looking into the black of her eye. I kissed her with a true lover’s kiss. I stripped her to the waist as we kissed and she said, “Yes.” As I fondled and suckled her bare breasts she said, “Yes.” I told her to lift her arms and took the dress over her head. When I removed her panties and held her moist pussy for the first time, she said, “Yes.”
I led her to our marriage bed where I would take her for the first time and she would become mine. She removed my cloths and I leaned back on the bed with my stiff cock straining and said, “Come mother.”
My mother’s lips slid over my cock-head and down the shaft. As she bobbed I felt her nipples and tits contacting my thigh. I took one of the meaty globes in my hand and stroked it between my thumb and fingers. I felt her nipple harden into my palm. At first, she was slow and deliberate. Her soft lips explored the hard shaft. She took me out of her mouth and ran her lips and tongue from the base to the head.
I couldn’t take the teasing. I took my cock in hand and guided it back into her mouth with one hand resting behind her head. She responded to my urgings and sucked as if she was trying to draw my cum from the tip. She sucked me with love and desire and her hair cascaded around my cock as she moved.
Her whole body was moving as she went up and down the shaft. Sara had sucked me but this was different. I could wait with Sara; with my mother I couldn’t. I yelled, “OH” with the first explosion that surprised me with lack of time between the urge to come and the release into my mother’s mouth. I guess she was surprised too because she came off me for a moment and a volley went at her cheek. She took the rod in hand and stroked me hard and fast while closing her mouth over the top of my cock. The jerking caused a second intense set of releases that made me yell again. As I came with the final spurts, I began hearing her moaning as she swallowed the cum that filled her mouth.
A mother had sucked all the juice out of her sons cock…and it was my mother…and my cock. I lay there stunned with the enormity of what had just occurred. She came up and rested her head on my chest. “Are you going to stop loving me now that I did that?” she asked.