“I love you, Mom.” In that one moment, my complete and utter love for her was solidified.
Later that night, I was awakened by Mom. “What is it?” I asked. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” she said as she pulled my covers back. “It’s two a.m. and all is fine.” She removed my underwear and took me into her mouth just long enough to get me hard, then she mounted me as she had done earlier. “Make love to me again like you did before,” she whispered into my ear. “Make Mommy feel that she means the very world to you.”
“You do, Mom,” I said as my eyes misted over. I placed my hands on her ass and began to slowly thrust myself into her.
“Ohhh. Yes, Jeremy. Just like that.”
Her pussy was so wet, and the softness of her powderpuff was driving me insane with pleasure. We were scarcely five minutes in when I said, “I love you so much.” Then I came inside her. Mom kissed me sweetly as she continued to ride me, and a few minutes later she came as well. She sat atop me for about thirty seconds, then moved down and lay her head upon my shoulder as she cuddled next to me. She didn’t seem to be in a hurry to get back to Dad. “Is everything okay,” I asked her.
“Hmmm? Oh, yes. Everything is fine,” she said.
“Mom, why do I cry when we make love? It’s happened both times.”
“Because, when you are inside of me, on a subconscious level you realize you have returned from where you came,” she answered. “In that instant, you are unleashing the purest, most honest emotions you can ever have. Nothing in the universe is more real at that moment than the love you and I express for one another.”
“I do love you,” I told her.
“And I love you, Jeremy. That is why I came to you tonight.”
“I wish you could stay here with me.”
“I can stay an hour, if you’d like that.”
“I would.” I wrapped my arm around her and just held her. Her presence and warmth felt so good next to me. I vaguely remember her kissing me as she crawled out of my bed.
One particular day, as Mom and I were dusting the ceiling lamps, I asked, “Mom, would it be inappropriate of me to buy you some lingerie?”
“Oh, are you interested in seeing me in some?”
“I … Yes. I am.”
She took my hand and led me to her room. She opened a drawer and said, “Pick out whatever you want to see me in.”
I looked, careful to not disturb how neatly everything was folded, then looked at her and said, “Well, everything eventually, if you don’t mind.”
“Okay, sweetheart, but I want you to pick out the first, then I’ll cycle through the rest.”
I picked a metallic green corset with matching thong, black lace garter belt, and black lace stockings, laying each on her bed as I did so. “You know what would go good with this?” I asked,
“Four-inch black heels?”
I thought about that for a second and said, “Well, yeah. Obviously, but I was thinking Dad’s black fedora as well.”
She went to the closet, opened a box, and placed it on her head. “I can make this work.”
“Today?”
“Sorry, Jeremy, but I started my cycle today. It’s going to be Saturday at the earliest.” I know she saw the look of disappointment on my face. “Hey, that doesn’t mean we can’t still have some fun. Come here.” I did, and she removed my pants and underwear. I lay on her bed and she gave me oral sex. When I stood to put my pants back on, she playfully slapped me on my ass and said, “Go out and spend time with your friends,” so I did.