Cat
As you slid up me, just one word came into my mind; perfection. We fitted like a hand in a glove, it was as if my cunt had been made for your cock I thought. I shuddered with the sensation of you being in me and nearly smiling at the incongruity of it having been made for you; it hadn’t, but it was where you came from I, nearly, giggled as I gasped at the stupendous sensations.
You went so deep, as far as you could go, you went to places others had never reached, but then I thought you were the largest I had ever had. What irony! At the age of forty four I was having sex with the largest cock that had ever entered me, and it was my son’s!
Once inside me and fully up me you just lay there still and rigid as we got used to each other. Being in your arms, your mouth on me your cock buried in me was a very easy situation to get used to. It was gorgeous.
You were far more experienced than I had imagined. I found myself slightly annoyed at that; my baby being experienced at having sex. What total irony that was, but momentarily I couldn’t help my ‘normal’ maternal feelings surfacing. Of course, as you started to move those ‘normal’ maternal feelings were replaced with a very, very different set of feelings and they were far from maternal.
“Oh God, Peter,” I groaned squeezing your back and pushing myself harder against you.
“Yes, is it ok?” You asked pumping yourself up and down me.
“Oh darling,” I breathed “It’s wonderful.”
Peter
I wanted to show you how good I was. But then I guess any young guy with an older woman wants to do that. It was special for me though, with my first older woman being my mother. How on earth I was thinking as I started to surge up and down you, do you show your mum what a good fuck you are?
I shoved such thoughts from my mind and found your lovely lips again. I squirmed mine against them and pushed my tongue deep inside your mouth. Your tongue found mine and pushed back against it. Your teeth found the tip of my tongue and you gently bit it. As I fucked you with slow, rhythmical thrusts of my cock so we also fucked each other’s mouth with our tongues and lips. We seemed to be in perfect unison, far more so than with the other three or four girls and two or three massage parlour hookers I’d been with in the past. As I thrust forward so you seemed to sink into the bed a little and then, as I started to withdraw so you surged your body forward.
The pace started to quicken. I was now surging deeper and deeper into you more and more quickly. You met me all the way. You matched every surge of mine, every thrust and every squirm with a similar movement of yours.
Our mouths kept slipping apart as we gasped for air and moaned, grunted, groaned and sighed. I was grinding my chest against your tits, running my hands all over your body and squeezing and pinching your smooth, pliant flesh. My mind was lost in the euphoria of making love tyo the woman I loved and wanted so much.
Cat
It took so little for you to take me near to an orgasm; I was there almost as soon as you started to pump faster and deeper. So few thrusts, so few moans and groans in my ear and so few caresses of your hands on my sides, back and bum, were needed. I momentarily felt a little embarrassed at how quickly that happened, but then as I have aged that, oddly is often the case my first time with a new man. I guess cumming too quickly is forgiveable when having sex with your son, particularly for the first time. And then my emotions simply erupted?
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