I took his free hand and put it on my breast. I could feel his excitement through the pressure from his fingertips. He tensed and I took the shaft in one hand and pumped it as I sucked. Although he had stayed in me a long time when he was first in my pussy, I could tell that he was about to come. He said “Oh…oh…oh…OH…OH…” louder and louder as the force of his first release hit the back of my throat. I struggled to swallow and keep sucking. I pumped furiously and the next releases seemed as hard and full as the first. My son was coming in my mouth and I loved everything about it: the taste, the love, his pleasure, and my pleasure. It felt like a husband was taking his wife’s mouth for the first time as much as a son was taking his mother’s.
By then I was at a fever pitch and I wanted him to take all of me. I knew I had to give my son time to recover and I was surprised how little it took. I sucked his cock clean and in a matter of minutes I felt it expanding in my mouth. I kissed him and told him to have all his clothes off by the time I came back. I stripped as I walked to the bathroom where I found my aloe cream. When I returned I took my naked and stiff young son by the hand into the bedroom. I got on the bed and raised my knees as I spread my legs. I lubricated my pussy and my ass in anticipation of the wide cock’s entry. As it turned out only one hole needed to be greased.
My son looked wide-eyed as I presented myself and I said, “Come baby, give your momma…and your wife…what she needs.” He was on his knees in front of my openings when he took a finger and gently began circling and exploring my asshole.
He said, “You’re so beautiful all over.” He began inserting his finger and stopped to ask, “Can I mom?”
I said, “Of course honey.”
I thought he wanted to put his finger into me but instead he brought the head of his cock to the tight entrance. Before I knew it the wide cock had pushed through the grease and the constricting anal ring to enter my small channel. It was tight and hot and the pressure was an altogether new experience. I liked it, and I liked it that it was my son and my new husband that was fucking me in my ass. I wanted to hear the words from him and I asked him, “Is that what you want honey, to love your momma as a wife?”
“Yes momma” he said. I want to have you as a wife as much as I want to make to love to you…as much as I want to be inside you like this…in your ass.” The width of him had me stretched to my limit and I imagined that I would be sore when he was through with me, but it didn’t matter. He speared into me, he stabbed into me, he impaled me with a cock that seemed to grow with each entry. I didn’t realize how big he was until he filled my ass. There was no turning back and there was no place I wanted to go back to. As he did me, I felt he belonged there…and anywhere else in me he wanted to be. I was glad to be giving myself to my son that way; it felt so good to have him inside me.
I knew I was on the edge and that if I would just touch my clit I would come, but I waited for my son as he stroked long and hard in and out of my ass. Soon his sounds and insistent pumping told me he was about to come. During his last few entries he stayed deep in my ass and that was when I let myself go. The first spurt of my son into me was forceful. I couldn’t count the number of hard streams that followed. I was filled with his meat and with his cum. I was filled with him. I was a mother whose son had just fucked her and in the midst of wisps of shame and disbelief, I wanted more.