I didn’t even hesitate. I stuffed his massive penis into my mouth and started sucking him like a pro. The feeling of his cock in my mouth was like magic’ I loved it!! His hips were jumping as he fed me his huge dick, both his hands in my hair. I was salivating like mad and loving it.
“Oh God, Mom. Oh God, Mom! Ooooh. Let me come in your mouth, please, please, please!!! Can I?”
“Yes. I want you to.” I whispered. “I would love to taste you.”
His head flew back as he began exploding into me. I was full to choking in a flash and began swallowing wildly. He continued thrusting in and out forcefully. I realized that I was moaning loudly as I gulped down every fresh splash. When he was done we both lay there panting heavily. Neither of us spoke as we considered the ramifications of what we had just done. We fell asleep in each others arms
I awoke the next morning alone. Jack had gotten up early and headed to work. I realized that I was topless when I woke up; I hadn’t started out that way, but could remember nothing about it. I spent the day strolling the village and shopping. Every five minutes I kept replaying the previous night’s events in my head. ‘I should feel guilty’, I thought; but I didn’t. It just made me horney. Maybe I had dreamed the whole thing.
That evening when Jack got home he brought me candies and a dozen roses.
“For my best girl, on a Friday night” he told me. “We’re having dinner at Home Grill and then dancing uptown”
Jack showered and we got ready for dinner. I slipped into my tight red strapless cocktail dress and asked Jack to zip me. When he stepped behind me, dressed in a towel, I could feel his cock against my bottom. He was looking at me in the full length mirror as I held my arms out for him to zip up my dress. He instead slowly pulled the dress down exposing my big breasts; I let him.
“God. You have the most gorgeous breasts” he said watching. Slowly his trembling hands came around and cupped them, feeling the smoothness and the size. He gently pulled on my nipples.
“Jack, you shouldn’t…”
“Why not? I love them; and you.”
Through half closed eyes I watched him, watching me and enjoying my big tits. It was really exciting. His cock was grinding into my ass. Almost inaudibly, he whispered into my ear,
“God, mom, I would love to fuck you.” I turned away, pulling my dress up.
“Jack. What are you saying? You’re my son!” I turned to him and noticed that his towel was on the floor and his huge cock was standing straight out. He pulled me to him.
“We’re 3000 miles away from home. You and I would never hurt each other. No one will ever know, and we would both love it.” After a long pause, he said, “I won’t push the issue, but it’s true. I want to. I want you to want as well.” We shared a very long look between us. “No one will ever make love to you like I will.” After a long pause staring at each other, “Come. We’ll miss dinner.”
We didn’t mention it again all through dinner but the subject was laying there just beneath the surface. Dinner was glamorous, and we ate and drank and talked and laughed.