“Yes, baby, but keep them close, so we can use them later.”
Slowly, almost reverently, he eased the lacy underwear down his mother’s long legs. The black stockings made them appear even shapelier and he followed the slip of material with his lips, kissing her through the nylons as he did so.
Looking up his eyes took in her almost naked, shaved pussy. A narrow landing strip of hair was all that remained and he ran a finger through it before looking down at his own denuded cock for a moment.
“Like mother like son, baby. What do you think?”
“I think it’s beautiful. My cock is so dry though, mom, maybe you know what we can do about that before I put it inside you?”
“Oh, I think I have an idea. But you must do the same favour for me.”
Not sure what she meant Michael watched while his mother guided him into position. Once she was satisfied he smiled. Now they could suck each other; get each other ready at the same time for their first proper love making session.
He felt his mom’s lips on him again but her soft puffy pussy lips muffled his moan as he began to kiss and lick at them.
“Suck mommy’s clit into your mouth, son, make it hard.”
His lips were there before she finished speaking and as he did as she had asked he felt it become firm, grow against his tongue and he lavished attention on it until he sensed her arousal increase. He moved back to her pussy lips, his tongue darting inside her, first quickly, then slowly until he left it in there, licking up the juices which were flowing freely.
His cock was being saturated, the warm wetness moving him closer to his second climax and, reluctantly he moved back.
“Let me take you, mom.” He didn’t want to say fuck, he didn’t want to fuck her any longer, he wanted to love her, to make love with her.
Moving down the bed Michael once again got between his mother’s legs. This time, on his knees, he held his cock at the entrance to her tight wet hole and looked up.
“I don’t have any protection, mom.”
“Don’t stop now, baby, just be careful.”
He pushed forward, not answering, and felt himself encased in a deep, tight cavern, so wet, so hot, and he was pumping, moving in and out, as he watched her tits bounce. Michael saw her tighten her hands in the sheets and heard her begin to moan.
“Yes, baby, yes, so hard, so big, take me, son, feed me your seed, mix it with mine, ohhhh, yes, Michael, yes.”
His cock was encased again, this time in her hot juices, and he felt himself begin the inexorable rise to fulfilment. Relentlessly he plunged into her, sometimes hard, sometimes not, feeling her tighten her muscles around him until, finally, not able to hold it back any longer, he cried out.
“Cumming, mom, gonna cum now, inside you, ohhhh, god, yes, now!” His spunk shot out, pulse after pulse filling his mother’s cunt, and then, as the first eruptions lessened he pulled out, sending the final shots over her tits once more before slumping down onto his hands, knowing he wasn’t finished but needing a moment.
Slowly he picked up the panties his mother had worn and ran them down through the juices escaping from her pussy. He looked at his spunk mixing with her juices and held it to his face. The aroma was as heady and intoxicating as ever, only now it was mixed with his own seed and he placed his lips against it sucking at the material until he couldn’t taste it any longer.