“I love you, too,” I whimpered back as I felt his cum spray my cunt walls.
He slowed down, continuing to slowly fuck me, allowing every last drop of cum to end up inside me.
When he finally pulled out, I, without hesitation, quickly moved myself to take his cock back in my mouth. I just needed to have to it in my mouth.
“Oh, God,” he groaned, as I slowly deep throated him, impressed I could get all eight inches in me.
After a couple minutes, I took it out of my mouth and asked, “So how many times can you get this missile fired up?”
“A few more that’s for sure,” he said.
“Well, I think today I want to find out just how many times you can reload that thing,” I smiled, as I took his cock back into my mouth.
I began bobbing, switching from taking just a couple inches back and forth to deep throating him, he said, “Fuck Mom, even Mrs. Bell can’t deep throat me.”
A strange sense of pride chilled me as I indeed wanted to be his best lover, but also his best cocksucker. I wanted to do everything with him: swallow his load, take facials, feel his cum on my tits, feel my cunt be sprayed and, eventually, allow him to take my anal cherry. I wanted to do everything with him, regretting that I never gave myself completely to Darren when he was alive.
I sucked his cock for an eternity, worshipping his cock completely until I finally felt his cum spray down my throat…his cum instantly a welcomed addiction.
We both lay in bed, a couple of minutes later, my head resting on his shoulder as he cuddled me. I suggested, “Why don’t we take a nap so we can both reenergize our batteries.”
“Sure,” Paul said, kissing the back of my head.
“I really do love you, son,” I said, feeling a sense of serenity unlike any I could ever recall.
“I love you too, Mom,” he offered back.
As I moved my nylon feet up and down his leg, I asked, “Does wearing nylons count on Nude Day?”
“For our version of Nude Day, definitely,” he agreed, as I saw his cock, which had finally shrunk, start to grow yet again.
My foot went to his cock as I asked, “One more time before the nap?”
He said, as he rolled on top of me, this time going to fuck me in the missionary position, “If you insist.”
As his cock, only half hard at the moment, slid inside me I moaned, “Ohhh, son, I insist.”
THE END
Do you want to read about Paul and Courtney’s incestuous journey?
About Courtney’s first time having anal sex?
About their exotic trip to the exclusive incest island?
About Courtney having her first lesbian experience with her best friend Laurie?
Or does this story end just fine as it is.
As always…thanks for reading…
Jasmine