“I want you mom, I want this. I need to be with you, I need release badly, I want you to show me how good women can be together, I need you to make me cum mom.” I rubbed her breasts and as I moved my hands down her body, then slipped my hand under her nightie, discovering she wasn’t wearing panties. Maybe she knew this was going to happen I thought as I slipped my fingers inside of her. “You are so wet, you want this too, say it mom, say you want me too.”
“I want you Sophie, if just for this moment, I need you too, please, I need to cum.” My fingers were moving hard inside of her, mom moved her hand inside my pants and panties towards my pussy, her fingers stroked my clit and slit before she put two fingers inside of me. I moaned loudly into her ear before I returned my lips to hers.
Our kisses became more heated and frantic, I have never ever felt this excited for anyone, and the moans were real and loud. I was close and was sure mom was too. I stopped kissing her as my fingers moved harder and faster. I could feel her fingers doing the same and her thumb was rubbing my clit hard. I moved my own thumb towards her clit.
We were both moving as best we could as we kept our hips moving in rhythm with each other. I looked at her face, she seemed so ready, then she opened her eyes as her back arched and that was all it took, as our eyes locked so did our orgasms as we both came. We both screamed but without words as we both continued to finger each other until a second quickly joined the first. Then I became too exhausted to continue and landed on top of mom and removed my fingers. In no time I fell asleep, it had been a long day.
I awoke alone, I opened my eyes and looked around the room, searching and finding mom, who was sat on the floor staring at the fire. She seemed lost in thought as she watched the flames flicker and dance before her eyes. I watched with her as I thought about what had happened between us. At the time it all seemed right, but as usual afterwards I was now afraid I had spoiled a wonderful relationship mom and I may have once shared. I did not see, but I became aware of a gaze upon me and turned to see mom smiling at me.
“Sleep well?” mom asked.
“Yes, but now that I am awake my mind seems restless.”
“I know what you mean, all I can think about is what happens now?”
“Can I ask what you want to happen?” I asked.
“Being the mother and the responsible one, I should say we forget about it and just carry on as we did before, never speaking of it again.”
“But you can’t.” I stated. I could see she could not lie to herself and me and forget about what happened.
“No, and I guess neither will you?”
“No.” We both sat silent for a few minutes, before mom spoke again.
“Being the one with the experience, age and wisdom, I should be able to say something now that will make it all better. But all I keep thinking about is how amazing it felt. It was pure passion, something I have not felt in a long time. In the beginning I had all the right reasons to stop it, but I could see in your eyes you wanted it.”