My Mother moaned in decadent ecstasy, inserting her two middle fingers deep into her spread cunt. I could feel her fingers pressing against me deep inside her. Between her thumb and forefinger, Mom pinched, pulled and stroked her prominent pink clitoris. She slid her asshole all the way down on me and just stayed there, groaning and grinding down against me – taking every last inch I had to give. I could feel my balls tightening, and I knew my orgasm was inevitable. And Mom was right there with me. She was tensing up, and fanning her fingers back and forth in a blur on her clitty.
“Unggghhh ohh fuck… Mmmmmm… I’m gonna cum, Baby!”
“Me too Mom, I’m gonna fucking cum in your ass!”
A loud throaty, cry burst from Mom’s lips, and simultaneously, a single, thick jet of feminine fluid burst from her cunt – splattering on the rug and even splashing droplets on the mirror. She cried out again and again as her pussy convulsed and her anal sphincter gripped spasmodically at my big dick.
It was all too much to take, and my own orgasm hit me like a fucking freight train. For several ecstatic moments, my own consciousness was completely obliterated, and I simply became a turgid cock and an eruption of semen – shooting load after hot load of jizz deep into my Mother’s lovely ass.
We continued to groan, grunt and grind into, and onto each other, until our shared orgasms subsided, and we collapsed, trembling back onto the bed.
We lay there side by side, looking into each other’s eyes, panting breathlessly, dripping sweat, and listening to the rain as it slowed to a light shower.
After some time, I found my voice. “Oh good God Mom… that was the most incredible experience of my entire life.”
“Me too Sweetheart. Me too. You made me squirt! I didn’t even know I could do that!” She laughed lightly. “Oh my God, I don’t think I can even move!”
I continued to look in awe at this beautiful woman – feeling more in-love than I’d ever felt in my life. “What do we do now, Mom?” My question could have been either general or specific. Mom chose to answer the specific.
“Well, I think we can finish the closet up tomorrow, okay?”
“Definitely.”
“And I think we both really need a shower!”
“Very true, Mom.”
“And then, I don’t know about you… but I am freaking starving! Are you up for ordering some Chinese food?”
“Awesome idea!”
“Then maybe we can open a bottle of wine… maybe cuddle up on the couch and watch some Netflix… or something.”
“‘Or something’?” I cocked an eyebrow.
Mom smiled. “Well, now that we are… dating… I suppose anything could happen.”
She moved her face closer to mine. “In fact… I think I’m gonna want to date you… all night long.”
My beautiful Mother kissed me warmly on the lips. Then she slipped her delicate tongue into my mouth.
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Fin.
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