Mom asks son to give her the one experience she never had

I kissed her deeply and said, “You lay here. I’ll make you breakfast.”

After breakfast, Mom and I made our way into the attic where we took inventory of her belongings. She had several things I never knew of, most of which she wanted to give to friends, “and I want them to have them before I’m gone, just so I can see the appreciation on their faces.”

“How about this,” I began. “When we finish with the inventory, we can have a fish fry, invite all your friends, and at the end you announce your medical status before gifting out your belongings one by one.”

“That sounds like a good idea, Johnny. Perhaps we should make it a week from this Saturday. You know, to give everyone time to plan for it?”

That would give us time to inventory everything in the house, so yeah, it was a good idea after all. “Why don’t you go ahead and call them while I start on lunch?”

We ate light, as we always do, and just lay together on the bed thereafter, doing nothing more than holding one another. Mom eventually drifted off to sleep, so I kissed her on the forehead before I quietly made my way out of bed and into the kitchen where I began prepping for dinner. It was busy work, really, just something to keep my mind off the fact that one year from now, I would not have her in my life anymore.

Once that was done, I called my kids to tell them the news about their grandmother. First, John, Jr., who had recently taken to prefer his middle name of Benny, then Nikki. Both were saddened, of course, and said they would be here come the weekend.

I walked back to Mom’s room to check on her and found her lying on the bed naked with her legs parted. When she saw me she smiled and asked, “Would you like to see me masturbate?”

“Heck yeah!” I answered enthusiastically as I sat on the edge of the bed. Mom began to rub her clit, then she placed two fingers inside of herself, allowed them to linger for a few seconds, then removed them and brought them to her mouth. “Oh, damn!” I exclaimed. I removed my clothes and mounted her and fucked her like I had never fucked another woman in my entire life. Mom’s pussy was so tight and wet … It felt so fucking good. “You like the way your pussy tastes?” I asked her.

“It tastes so good,” she said in response.

“Here, lick your pussy juice off my cock,” I said as I pulled out of her and placed my dick in her mouth. Mom sucked it hungrily, moaning in ecstasy as she devoured every inch of it. She bobbed on it with such relish, and in no time I was adding my cum to her own. “Oh, shit! Eat that cum, Mom. Swallow it all.” She did, and even though I had cum, she continued to suck my cock for me. Just for a few minutes, though. It wasn’t like she was trying to get another orgasm out of me. Not yet, anyway.

“We’ll continue this tonight,” she said as she lightly spanked my ass. “Come on, now. Let’s knock out some more of that inventory.

After dinner we watched some TV. I had recommended a few shows. She didn’t like Dr. Who because Tom Baker was no longer The Doctor, and she said that Orphan Black was a little too mixed up for her taste, but she enjoyed Ripper Street. We watched a few episodes of that, and then we both entered her shower.