With my lips pressing onto her vagina, performing oral sex, I looked up and saw the expression on my mother’s face. She looked down towards me.
Our eyes were locked together while I gave her oral pleasure.
There was something so arousing about the expressions on her face. It was like she couldn’t believe that my tongue was inside her pussy, licking up and down. There was a curious look in her eyes. Obviously she’s had her pussy eaten before, but what made the moment so intense was that it was her own son doing it.
She had later told me that she had fantasized about that moment so many times during the past week, and when it actually happened, she was blown away by the feeling of exploring the ultimate taboo.
“Do you like the way I taste?” she asked. “Just nod if you like it.”
I nodded.
“I thought so,” she said. “The other women on the trip said that I taste like sweet nectar. I figured you would enjoy it also.”
The hard-on in my shorts suddenly raged. Licking her pussy was one thing. Imagining all of her female colleagues at the law firm tasting her pussy was something else. I became far more aroused, and my mother immediately sensed it.
“That’s enough for now,” she said. “We still need to formalize our contract, don’t you think?”
There was a twinkle in my mother’s eye, and I could tell she was having fun with this.
I moved my mouth away. “I’d have to agree. After all, you’re the expert lawyer, not me.”
“That’s right. There’s still one more step regarding the inspection of my goods. Of course, we’re referring to my vagina. Ready for the next step in negotiations?”
“You bet.”
She walked backwards, legs still spread, until she was at the bottom of my lounge chair. She tugged my shorts, and I lifted myself so that my shorts would come off. She pulled my underwear too.
It was beyond strange being naked below the waist. My hard cock was fully exposed and my mother looked surprised by it. Maybe she wasn’t expecting me to be so aroused by her. Or maybe she was surprised that this was actually happening.
In yet another display of flexibility, she spread her legs again and stood over the chair I was sitting on. She stood just above my hard cock, then she slowly lowered herself. For the first time, she touched my erection with her soft fingers to hold my cock upright.
The entrance wasn’t hard. It wasn’t difficult at all. Her legs were spread wide open. Most of all, her pussy was soaking wet, providing more than enough natural lubrication. My cock slid inside her little hole, which was warm and moist.
Both of us gasped as my cock went all the way inside her. It felt amazing for both of us.
“Consideration is a very important aspect of creating a binding contract,” she explained. “There must be a quid-pro-quo. In other words, both of us have to perform something. It’s not fair that I simply offer you my womanhood & sexuality. I need something in return.”
She clenched her vaginal muscles, which sent a shock of pleasure throughout my body. Then she gently rocked her hips.
She continued, “And what I need in return are orgasms. This isn’t a free sexual experience for you. This is for both of us. It’s for both of our spiritual well being. So we can live happily and be healthy. Understood?”