She was completely naked, her immense bosom smooshed right up against him. Immediately Stevie began to grow again, but didn’t dare move as one smooth hand caressed his belly, his hip, and then came so close to…
‘This is sooooo nice,’ Jeri cooed. ‘You don’t know how happy this makes me.’
Oh I can guess, but is happy the word you’re looking for? Or is it a word you’re even looking for?
Stevie gulped dry and hard. ‘Glad to make you happy, mom,’ he wheezed, uncertain of what was going through her mind. But oh god what was the feeling of her body and those huge, soft, warm tits pressed up against him doing to his imagination, let alone the rest of his body.
Suddenly she was up on one elbow. In the dark one breast swung pendulously, a hard nipple then rubbing against Stevie’s burning cheek as Jeri peered through the dark to find his face, his eyes, and then his mouth; where she homed in to plant a series of little kisses.
‘That’s to say thank you again,’ his mom hushed, pressing her bust to his face again as one hand dared to roam up and down his torso. And then Stevie’s next greatest shocking moment — he swore her hand came to grip the shaft of his hard tool ever so briefly, lingering before letting go.
His breathing became shallower, faster, harder to hide. What was he meant to make of this? He was turned on and he couldn’t deny it. His mom was horny, clearly, but whether she was doing this deliberately, he couldn’t tell yet. Stevie was a straightforward young man who didn’t take scenic routes to what he wanted.
And the hell of it was that he might want what she was doing to him. He hadn’t run away yet!
‘Feel nice?’ she asked.
‘Yeah,’ he breathed a whisper, tempted to reach out and to touch a breast.
‘You know what I’d love right now,’ Jeri hinted. ‘A big fat cuddle and a kiss. Do you wanna?’
What the fuck am I doing? Stevie screamed internally, but not because he was terrified. His cock was so hard now and he was getting so turned on that he was breathing so heavily. And still he didn’t hesitate to drag his mom down to his side properly, so that they were face to face, and then pulled her smooth soft body into his, those big tits again squashed between them.
And then they were cuddling, neck to neck, cheek to cheek, and then nose to nose. And then they were kissing, his mom’s right leg wrapping around his left hip, revealing her heat to him as he revealed his hardness to her.
‘Just a few more,’ she kept saying as those kisses carried on too long. There was no tongue, but still, they were mostly naked against each other, cuddling, and those stoned, lazy kisses just wouldn’t quit. ‘Just a few more and then sleep,’ she whispered, and then snuck a hand under Stevie’s waistband to fully get to grips with his hardness. That was when her tongue entered his mouth and he accepted her with his own.
6
Stevie awoke with a jolt. He had no idea where he was. He had no time to assure himself that what appeared to be happened had just been a very realistic and intense sexual dream about he and his mother. The room was so dark and he was so hot. The heat in the room was stifling.