I ran my fingers down my chest to collect the liquid. I tasted it and if it had a taste it was sweet. Mom grinned waiting for my culinary assessment. I collected more and stuck my fingers in my mouth and sucked on them. Mom threw me an air-kiss and I smiled down at her.
The bed was a disaster area. When I had pulled back away from her ‘squirt’, her legs had dropped to either side of me. She rolled over and got to the floor. She offered her hand and she pulled me off the bed too. She stripped the bedding and threw it on the floor. We remade the bed with fresh sheets and checked to see if the blanket was wet. It was fine.
We both took a quick shower without sex being involved. We dried each other with fluffy towels and we didn’t escape without some sexual teasing and I chased her squealing to the bedroom with a coiled towel. She fended off my attack with her own towel. She was squealing and giggling like a teenage girl and she was reveling in it. I had never seen her this way. She had always been so ‘adult’. I liked it.
She was laughing hard as I readied my towel for a snap. She went on offense and launched her body against mine. Her tits crashed into my lower chest and she pressed her head against my chest and clung to me. She wasn’t laughing anymore. Time seemed to stop. She just held me tight to her for what seemed forever. I dropped the towel and wrapped my arms around her lower back. My fingers gently kneaded the indentation at the base of her spine where the swell of her butt-cheeks rose.
Mom started gyrating her hips around and without even looking up at me she said, “You’ve found one of my erogenous zones. Your father touches me there when he wants to have sex.” I increased my massage of that small indentation and Mom giggled and said, “Okay, I get it.” She pulled back from me and then led me to her bed. She got in first and I moved my knees between her thighs and gazed down at her gorgeous face and wet hair. She said, “There are still some things I want to do to you while we can.” I grinned at her as my cock rose to full size again.
She had just wrapped her fingers around my shaft when the phone by the bed rang. At first she made no move to answer it and then the tinny, digital, female voice on the phone said, “Call from…Jarod.” Mom said, “Shit. I have to answer it. You stay right where you are.” I was thankful that it wasn’t a Facetime call.
Mom stretched her arm out and picked up the cordless phone and brought it to her face. She sweetly said, “Hello, Honey.” The conversation went back and forth. I could hear the occasional word from Dad’s side of the conversation and of course all of Mom’s side. After several minutes of inane banter about the weather and his trip I heard Dad say the words, “Phone sex” and I groaned softly and started to climb out from between her spread thighs. Mom grinned at me and placed the mouth piece of the phone firmly to her left breast and whispered, “Stay right where you are buster.” She put the phone back to her face and said, “Sure Honey. I’m getting undressed. My nipples are hard for you and my pussy is soaking wet.” She guided my right hand to her pussy and I placed my left hand on her right breast and rolled her hard nipple. Mom moaned from my touch. “Tell me when you are touching yourself,” she said over the phone. She smiled up at me. This was an awkward situation for me but I was incredibly aroused and Mom motioned for me to come closer and when I did, she wrapped her free hand around my shaft and started jerking me off. “Yes Honey. I can feel it. It’s big and very hard. Can you feel me jerking you off? Ya? Ya? Don’t cum yet. I want your big cock in me. I need you in me.” Her voice had an urgency in it but she grinned up at me. I was thrusting my hips, driving my shaft through her hand.
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