We didn’t kiss. Her mouth remained open in what looked like a silent pleasured scream as she adjusted to my size.
“Are you ok?” I breathed between her lips, actually worried for her.
“Baby I just,” she sighed as she lifted slowly and descended once more, becoming accustomed to my cock. “It’s just been so long,” she closed her eyes and repeated the process, this time faster. So smooth, so slick, so warm. I took her buttocks in hand and squeezed, aiding her lift, guiding her back down.
She finally opened her eyes and found me watching her, hopefully seeing the love I had for her.
“I love you,” she gasped as if reading my thoughts before her mouth fell upon mine and I received her tongue.
And then I was complete. This was how it was meant to be. Our tongues entwined and the fact she was my mother meant nothing and yet meant everything. We were just two humans that loved each other, why shouldn’t we exhibit that affection in the most sensuous of ways? By making love. She ran her fingers through my hair as piston-like she rode my cock. My own hands searching her ass, her thighs, her back. I took hold of the lace at her front and lowered, her bare breasts finally against my own flesh and as if rewarding me for the act, she coaxed my mouth down upon them.
A nipple in my mouth, a hand around her corresponding boob and my other on her ass, Mom pressed her mouth into my hair and said again she loved me.
“…so good Lincoln,” she panted. “Your dick feels so good inside me Baby.”
“I love you,” I admitted as I kissed my way across to the other breast, a baby in search of more sustenance.
“So deep,” she sighed. Repeating the phrase each time I was fully inside her, our pelvic bones touching. “..so deep…I’m, oh god Lincoln, I’m…”
She couldn’t finish the line as she pulled my face off her teat and brought me to her mouth. Plunging her tongue between my lips along with an expulsion of breath, her body trembled against me and I wrapped my arms around her, protecting her, comforting her as she lost control.
I felt the increased release of lube around my shaft, felt the walls of her vagina shudder along with the rest of her body. And as if I hadn’t been aware my mother was having an orgasm, she managed to form the words in my mouth.
“I’m cumming Lincoln,” she almost cried. “You made Mommy cum.”
She never used the term ‘mommy’ and in the moment I found it such a turn on. Happy to sit prone upon my fully inserted cock, neither of us moving as she climaxed, I purposefully twitched my dick inside her and it caused another wave of orgasm to run through her body to which she laughed at the surprise. Her face pulled back from me and I saw nothing but happiness in her eyes, possibly a hint of mischief, confirmed when she squeezed her pelvic floor around my cock, giggling as she playfully bit at my chin.
“Did you cum?” I channeled Julianne Moore and this made Mom laugh even harder, knowing I was referring to the film.
“You have no idea,” she smiled as she began slowly rocking her hips on my groin.
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