I removed her flannel night gown and held it out to her. “Anna, if we go any further with this, I am going to tear this to shreds and burn it.” After sleeping for two nights with her wearing that nightgown, I had decided that I really didn’t like it. We would buy something better in Mexico tomorrow.
Anna giggled, then she said, “Ok Roy, I will let you pick something out for me to wear to our bed. But it better be comfortable.”
I smiled like the grinch that stole Christmas, “Definitely comfortable.”
I lowered myself onto her and began to kiss her some more. I caressed her body with my left hand as I continued to assault her lips with mine. She responded to every touch, every kiss, every sensation I give her. I lowered my head and begin to suckle her nipples that were perfect to me. Her moans filled the cabin and I hoped the sound insulation was effective. I finally moved my hand to her pussy and touched her. Her moan became a gasp of excitement. As I started to rub her very wet clit with my fingers, she suddenly grabbed me and moaned from her first orgasm of the night.
Hearing her first orgasm, I knew I wanted her to have more. I moved my mouth from her nipples, over her stomach to her pussy. I spread her legs apart and began to eat her pussy.
She began to have one orgasm after another, each one stronger than the one before. Finally, she pulled me from her most private place to stop the onslaught of orgasms.
After a few moments, she said breathlessly, “It’s your turn Roy.”
I moved around, got between her legs, and adjusted her to receive me. I wanted to make love to my mother, my wife.
“Are you sure?” I asked. I would remember my mom’s answer for the rest of my life, “Don’t ever ask me that again, Roy, take what is yours don’t ask. take…”
So I did. I put my cock head to her pussy and pressed myself into her. She felt like silk on my cock as it slid into her right up to her cervix. Mom’s eyes opened wide as I impaled her so completely. I wasted no time before I started to fuck in and out of her wet velvety tunnel. Stroking in and out of the same hole that I came out of was surreal. I couldn’t believe how tight she was. I felt myself wanting to cum in her so badly, but I wanted her to have at least two or three orgasms before I would allow it.
As my pelvis crashed into her with each stroke, my mom called out “ROY, ROY, oh god ROY.”
I knew she had come a couple of times, so when the urge came again for me to cum in her, I let go. “AAAWWWAWAAA”, I grunted as I emptied my balls into my mother’s wet tight pussy. The fact that I had just come in the same hole that I came out of at birth was a paradox that excited me beyond anything I had ever felt before.
It took several moments before we both settled down enough to speak.
“Roy… where did you learn to do that???”
I had to smile, in fact, I almost laughed. “Anna, I don’t know. I think you just brought it out of me.”
She giggled as she held me. “I would like to think that, but I know better.”
“Anna. I have only been with two women. One time with Denise, and two times with Tammie. That is the only experience I have had with sex.”
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