“Paul, I love what you’re doing,” I moaned, which was the truth…my nipples being one of my erogenous zones that really got me going.
I instructed Paul, a little while later, “Come join Mommy on the bed, baby.” I took his hand and led him to my king sized bed.
Reaching the bed, I hopped on the edge of the bed and asked, “What else did you fantasize about, son?”
Paul surprised me as he dropped to his knees and took my left foot into his hands. He then took my nylon-clad toes into his mouth. I had never had my foot or toes pleasured before, other than a foot massage, and was surprised how gentle, soothing and yet erotic it was. I moaned, “That’s it baby, suck on Mommy’s toes.”
He sucked each toe through the sheer nylon, then replicated the action on my other foot.
“Oh God, son, you are getting Mommy very horny,” I moaned, his soft tenderness amazing and yet an undeniable tease. I wanted his cock in me.
Paul finally spoke, his wit finally returning, “What else has Mommy fantasized?”
“Everything, baby, kissing you, sucking you and…” I paused, “fucking you.”
“Well,” he said, standing back up, his cock still as hard as it was when I first dropped in front of him, “we have kissed and you have sucked me.”
I answered coyly, as I moved my stocking-clad feet to his cock, trying, slightly awkwardly, to stroke his cock with both my feet, “I guess that only leaves one thing.”
He surprised me again, as he grabbed my feet, and began using them to masturbate his cock. “Mom, I have wanted to do this for so long.”
“Me too, baby,” I moaned, “you remind me so much of your father.”
“And I want to be your man,” Paul said, as he allowed my feet to drop as he moved into me and kissed me. This time there was no tentativeness, but instead a sweet passion that slowly built in urgency into a hungry lust.
My cunt dying for attention, I broke the kiss, and begged, “Please son, please fuck Mommy.”
He smiled, “I can’t believe this is happening.”
“Me either,” I smiled back, opening my legs wide and offering my cunt for his pleasure.
Instead of sliding his cock inside me, he dropped back to his knees and began kissing my thigh.
“Oh baby, stop teasing Mommy,” I whined, desperately wanting his cock inside me.
“All in good time,” he countered, as he continued splattering my body with kisses. Each kiss got closer to my burning cunt. Reaching my pussy, his hot breath so full of promise, he lingered for a moment before moving away and repeating the butterfly kisses down my other thigh.
“Babbbbbby,” I whimpered, “please stop teasing me. I have waited so long for this.”
“For what?” he asked, as he slowly moved back towards my nether regions.
“To make love to you baby,” I admitted, before adding, with a sly smile, “or to have you fuck me hard…either or.”
He laughed for the first time, as he moved directly to my cunt, “We can do both, Mom, but first I want to taste you.”
His tongue parted my wet pussy lips and I moaned, “Mmmmm, that feels so good, son.”
“You taste so good,” he complimented back.
His tongue was amazing. I hadn’t had a man between my legs licking me in years and in seconds I could feel my orgasm already building. He explored my cunt like some sort of pussy archeologist, searching every crevice of my cunt. I moaned, “This obviously isn’t your first time eating cunt, baby.”