My breath caught as I viewed her lovely self. Knowing that soon I would taste all the treasures her succulent body offered, I licked my lips again. I thanked whatever powers above had given me such gorgeous mother, and had finally let me indulge in my fantasies with her. I put my hands forward and laid down upon her. My body glided sensuously against hers as I travelled up, my hands taking liberal feels before my body rubbed against her. I stopped when I felt my breasts rub against hers. I gyrated above her, grinding my smaller breasts into her huge mounds. We both had our eyes closed, gasping and moaning. I wanted so badly to feel my nipples against hers. Oh how I longed to feel my naked skin against hers. “Oh mother, please let me make love to you. Let me show you how much I love you.” I heard myself think in my fog of arousal. Soon, when my hands gripped her face, I stopped my grinding and began to kiss up her body. I started above her breasts, then over her collarbone, the front of her neck and over her jaw. I took my hands from her face then, and lifted my head enough to look her in the eye. I saw it behind those deep pools of blue, that look of excitement and need. My heart continued to race.
Lovingly, I took another deep look in her eyes before I put my lips to hers. At first, the kiss was closed mouth, but soon I prodded at her lips with my tongue, and she graciously opened them. I swear I felt a spark as my tongue touched hers. “Mmmmm.” I moaned, and the vibration in her lips told me she was doing the same. I can’t even tell you how long our tongues and lips danced, time was irrelevant to me at that moment. I moved my hands down as we kissed, until I once again cupped those lovely orbs that sat on her chest. It was making me so wet, kissing those soft lips while my hands kneaded and squeezed those soft, pliant tits. The feel of my fingers digging into all that wonderful titflesh was divine. They were definitely the best breasts I had ever felt. I could sit here all night kissing her. To kiss my fantasy woman, I could not describe how I felt. Her kiss was passionate, loving, and so delicious. No kiss I had ever received was as good as my mother’s. I was getting so wet. What more could she do to me? I felt like I was already on the verge of orgasm.
It was a struggle to pull my lips from hers. I did not know if I would ever kiss her like that again, but there was still more of this goddess for me to love, and worship. I raised myself off of her, and my hand once again traveled her body. Over her shoulders, I massaged her arms and hands. Each hand, I brought her fingers to my lips, and I took each finger in my mouth, sucking each one. She moaned as I sucked them. I let her hands go and caressed up her arms, before I once again took those magnificent tits in my hands. My eyes closed again as I kneaded, squeezed and massage her breasts. I pinched her nipples, and each time she squeaked in delight. We were both breathing heavily now. I was wet, I could feel my panties sticking to my skin, so soaked they were. I opened my eyes again, and continued my massage as I leaned down, my lips inching closer to those nubs. She had such wonderfully suckable tits, and I could see them throbbing as my mouth drew closer. It was like they were begging to be sucked, and I was more than happy to grant their request. My heart jolted as I took that nipple between my lips. I was finally sucking my mother’s luscious tits. I just lay there, suckling on her nipple, like I had done as a baby. At that thought, I wished she had milk to give me. I switched between the two, sucking on one while I massaged the other. “Oh my darling baby, suck mommy’s breasts.” She whispered. Those words were like ambrosia to me, and I felt my nipples throb and my pussy spasm as she said them. I could feel my cheeks getting hot and red. This was better than any fantasy.
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