We took off the rest of our clothes and stood nude facing each other. I told Adam, “Close your eyes honey.” I touched him up and down feeling the different textures of hair and skin. His toned muscles were firm under the pressure of my fingers. His cock sprang when I ran my palm over the top of it. His ass made me hot to have him in me but I wanted to prolong the moment because I wanted to feel him touch me…and maybe I thought there would still be time to back out before we went too far.
I told him it was his turn and as I stood there exposed and willing, my son surveyed every inch of my skin. His hands roamed and explored. He started with his fingertips on my face and lips and then he caressed my neck. The flat of his palm went from the top of each of my breasts down across the slope to the nipple where he lingered, gently urging the tips into erection. He went down the flat of my stomach just above my pussy and I braced for the caress of his hand and fingers. Instead he reached behind and stroked my back and ass. I could hear him breathing harder as took each cheek in hand and spread me. I reflexively opened my legs for his hand but that was not what I got.
Adam’s cock had penetrated me; my son was inside me. I opened my eyes in surprise but the feeling I had between my legs told me I wouldn’t stop him. I raise one leg to his hip and more of my son’s thick cock got into more of me. I wanted it all. He put his hands on my ass and I raised my other leg and wrapped it around his waist. I’m not a small woman but he bore my hundred thirty pounds easily. I moved on his cock as we kissed and he carried me into his bedroom.
A blanket had been thrown over the bed and Adam threw it off with one hand. He got on the bed with me hanging on, still inside my pussy. When my back hit the sheets I unlocked my legs. He had an almost possessed look when he said, “Now I’m going to have you mom.”
I never considered any response except, “Yes love…do it…whatever you want…do it.” It was so good. All I remember saying for the first ten minutes as his cock found it’s way deep into me was, “Yes” and “Oh honey…oh honey.” He kissed me as he entered me time and again and he made me feel as if I was more than just a pussy for him to be in. He made me remember the difference between having sex and being made love to. His hands stroked me along my flanks and he touched my face lovingly. He asked me to open my eyes and when I did I looked into the eyes of love. He filled me with his wide cock so that I felt every inch along the slippery channel. I thought that nothing could feel as good.
I was wrong. It even felt better when he said, “I love you mom…I’ve always loved you…and wanted you.” It was the love of a son for his mother and the love of a lover for his mother and I knew that I wanted them both.
I’d never come before only from penetration but somehow at the end of his strokes he contacted my clit. It was all I needed. I almost howled when my first orgasm hit. I didn’t expect it. All of a sudden I was over the top and furiously grinding on my son’s cock. He continued giving me his length and I had to stop him because I was so sensitive and out of breath. After a few minutes of kissing him and telling him how good he made me feel, I allowed him to move the hard cock that had remained inside me.