Mom released my cock and stood up pulling her tits from my hand. She separated her robe further and cupped her own tits and lifted each one the short distance to her lips and she kissed each nipple. Her eyes were on fire as she lifted her gaze to my eyes.
Mom pushed her hips against the bar and then to my amazement, her entire body started throbbing. Her eyes closed and she groaned hard around the nipple on her lips at the moment. She confirmed what I had already recognized, as she muttered, “I’m cumming, Dex. Oh my gggaaawwddd.”
In my limited sexual experience, I’d never seen anything like this. I’d never even heard of it. She was cumming without even touching her sex. She folded slightly onto the bar trying to grind her sex on the countertop. She wasn’t tall enough to reach it but the motion was there. I sat there with my hand stroking my cock as I watched her in total awe.
When her orgasm had washed through her, she stepped back to put her ass against the edge of the sink. Her robe was completely wide open and now her hands slid down over her flat stomach to her sex and began rubbing the heel of one hand over her pubic mound. She pulsed each time it passed gently over her sensitive clitoris. Then her hand stopped and she gave me kind of an embarrassed smile and said, “Sorry, Dex. That wasn’t my plan. I just got so hot, I thought I’d explode.” She giggled and continued, “I guess I did explode. Wow. That hasn’t happened since I was just dating your father.” Her face and chest were flushed red.
She grabbed one hand to her left breast. She was still gasping for air. She looked at my face and I was shocked to see that look of pure lust in her eyes again. She mumbled out, “Every nerve in my body is tingling.” I watched with concern. She was acting strangely. I got off the barstool and pushed my semi-erection down in my shorts and stepped around the bar to the kitchen. Mom watched me coming and she reached out to me. I grabbed her around her waist as she started to slide down the cupboards.
“Mom! Are you okay?” She smiled and nodded. I helped her to a barstool and set her down. “Mom. What’s wrong. You don’t look like you’re okay.” Mom sucked in another lungful of air and waved me off. I wouldn’t be put off and said, “Mom, I’m getting you up to bed.” She didn’t argue and I helped her up the stairs and down the hall to her room. She hadn’t made her bed yet so it was ready to receive her. I pulled off her robe and stood by as she climbed into bed and pulled the covers over her.
I sat in the wingback chair near the windows and watched over her until her breathing had become normal again. Then she smiled over at me and said, “Whew, I don’t know what came over me. I had that spontaneous orgasm that was – well, it was – so hard. It just crushed me. Then I just felt all tingly like every nerve was plugged into a wall socket. I couldn’t get my breath.” She patted Dad’s side of the bed signaling me to come over. I pushed myself out of the chair and crawled over next to her on top of the covers.