She drank a lot, again, this time forgoing the shots in favor of whiskey and cokes. Five of them. Responding to the rather incredible circumstances, I drank two or three more than normal, myself.
Fatigue eventually drove me back to the table, but she stayed on the floor, gyrating with whomever wanted to join her. At one point I saw a gentleman leading her off the dance floor, heading towards the elevators. I hurried over in that direction.
“Ayano,” I called, raising my hand and hurrying over. The man looked peeved and kept hold of her arm as I gently touched her face.
She rolled her head over and looked at me, breaking out into a big smile. “There you are, Gregory!” She pointed in the general direction of the man. “He was going to help me find you, sweetheart.”
I just bet he was, mom. I looked at him and he scowled darkly back at me. I dialed up my own gaze, giving him the one that says “I am bigger than you, and I’ll happily make you swim back!” He backed down, and I escorted my mother back to our cabin.
I was too tired to head back out, so tucked her in as tightly as I could and crawled into my own bed, falling asleep almost before my head hit the pillow. As you might guess, it didn’t last.
I awoke to the sensation of my boxers being pulled over my feet, and then I felt a naked female body pressing against mine. Her tiny fingers clutched my dick, which quickly inflated to full proportions, and she jacked it slowly. Her other hand was spreading some kind of oil over my nipples, moving lovingly from one to the other. Then her lips pressed against mine, and she kissed me hungrily.
I couldn’t help it. I was half asleep, half soused, and a naked woman was jacking me off and kissing me. I kissed her back, just as hungrily. I knew who it was, and the night seemed suspended in a blinding white glare as my blood thrummed in my ears. She slid her tongue into my mouth, and I gave up trying to fight it.
The kiss was magical, but not static. Yes, it wiped away thought and awakened a hunger I’d been fighting for two days, but we worked at it. Our jaws opened and close as we kissed, our tongues fighting each other as our hands roamed freely over our bodies.
I’d never felt my mother’s body, never even imagined doing it, but now my hands ran over her silky skin, finding her breasts, the graceful flow of her neck, and he smooth buttocks. As her hand found my dick again, my found his slit and rubbed the outside gently. As she moaned against my mouth, I realized that her pussy was soaking wet.
For me.
I rubbed her slit more vigorously, and slid one finger into her pussy as I used my tongue to invade her mouth. I moved my finger inside her, gently, and her whimper ignited my lust and fanned it to full life. Suddenly I knew that not only was I going to fuck my own mother, but I fiercely wanted to do it.
I kissed my way down her neck and found her breasts, eagerly sucking one into my mouth. Her free hand clapped to the back of my head as I sucked, her gasp echoing wetly through the room. I sucked her tits as I finger-fucked her pussy, and she panted and moaned with the pleasure I was giving her.