I thought about being your mother and all that we were doing… and I wasn’t sorry… I wasn’t sorry that my beautiful young son wanted his mother’s pussy and… and I wasn’t sorry that you wanted to be in my ass… I just underestimated what your hard young cock would do to me.” She let out a short laugh and then got serious again.
“I’d never had a man there so when I felt your cock against the opening I got nervous but I wanted to do it for you. I thought I was ready but when you first entered into me it felt like a marble pillar was working its way in. I know I was moaning into the pillow when I felt you opening me so wide.
When you had about half of that long cock of yours in, I really started to feel the pressure and heat. I felt like I was being stretched to the point of splitting. At that moment I thought it would be impossible for you to get it all into me but that was what I wanted. I remember thinking ‘My Tommy is loving me with his cock’ and that I wanted it all.
It was then that I started to relax and feel more than just the pressure and heat. I started to feel the sensations of your cock sliding smoothly in and out of my greased channel… the rubbing of those membranes started to send pleasure signals to my pussy and my brain.
When you told me you loved me, it felt good… it all felt good. It felt good to think that my son wanted to be in my ass and that was where I wanted him to be. It felt even better to actually have you inside me because I could feel you loving me with each long hard stroke.
When all of your cock was stuffed into me, I heard a long sigh of relief from you and I could hear the smile in it. It felt so good but I could hardly believe that it was only one cock that was in me. Your rhythm became a gentle one and the slow easing of your shaft in and out of my ass was satisfying and exciting at the same time.
I was stretched and filled to the limit but I had you all inside me and when you said you were proud of me and that I looked so beautiful… taking it… all of it… that was when I started to come… I mean really with cum. That was another first for me. I never came with fluid before… it felt so strange… God… I don’t think anything ever felt as good.”
My mother ran her fingers through my hair and said, “Does that answer your question my pretty boy?” I responded with a long loving kiss.
Our lovemaking changed after that night; and so did our lives. Mom was much more enthusiastic about everything; she even cooked. We slept in the same bed after that for almost four years. Being in her arms with her naked body on mine was almost as good as being inside her every night. I learned how to be a good lover for my mother and we both learned how to take care of each other.
I went to a college within commuting distance to stay near her and each day seemed like the start of a wonderful vacation. I wanted to live with her forever because she graced my life with joy… but vacations do end.
Very few lives are ‘neat’. My mother’s and mine were no exceptions. During the winter before I was to graduate my mother said, “Honey it’s time… you have to go out and a make a life for yourself… meet a nice girl and have children… I don’t want to deny you those experiences.” If I had looked out the window I would have seen a white-flecked sky.