“Gregory,” she suddenly screamed as she bucked against my mouth, “EAT ME!” She pumped frantically as she chanted, “Yes, yes, oh God YES!!!!”
As her orgasm peaked and subsided I slowed down as well, until my fingers were out and I was just lightly licking or kissing my mother’s pussy. Then I worked my way back up her body, lightly, softly, giving her a chance to recover, until we were face to face. She was smiling, a satisfied smile, a cat that just got eaten by the canary smile. I looked deeply into her eyes and lovingly stroked the side of her face.
“Ayano,” I whispered as I lowered my lips to hers. Our kiss was gentle and loving, but I started to lose control as her hand gripped my dick and guided it to her pussy. Gently, gradually, I pressed forward until the tip of my dick had parted her soft lips. Then I stopped kissing her, and just locked gazes with her as I slowly slid my cock into her pussy. Her eyes widened and her mouth opened as I filled her up, bottoming out with a groan of my own. Fucking my mother was feeling MUCH better than any other sex I’d ever had. A tiny warning bell sounded in my mind at that thought, but I was too far gone to pay it any attention.
Instead, I started stroking into her, my arms threaded under hers and cupping the sides of her face tenderly as we fucked. Our kisses this time were less frantic, but all the more powerful as her hands explored me as my cock drilled into her.
Our pace was a moderate but steady one. As her orgasm approached, I felt her fingernails dig into my back and drag their way down. The pain seemed to connect with the pleasure in my cock with an almost electrical intensity, and I moaned into her mouth as I increased my pace. Her hands found my ass and clutched it strongly, nails digging into flesh so powerfully I was sure they drew blood.
We continued to fuck, my dick sliding in and out of her pussy as she began to tremble with her impending orgasm. She was panting into my ear, “Gregory, Gregory, Gregory.” I returned the favor.
“Ayano,” I groaned loudly, “Oh my God, Ayano!” I was losing control and fucking her faster as she trembled through her orgasm and I felt the electrical tingling of my own building in my cock. Then it hit, and I dumped my seed into her as I slowed down, kissing her lovingly as we both came down from the intense feelings of our fucking.
When I finally rolled off of Ayano, ending up lying on my back and covered in sweat, she rolled over and cuddled against my side, her right breast poking into my chest while her head lay on my chest. I figured I’d let her rest there for a few minutes before putting her in her own bed, but fell asleep before I could actually do it.
I awoke slowly that morning, enjoying the feeling of someone tucked into my arms, sleeping on my chest. Then I remembered who it was and my eyes flew open. She was already awake, looking at me with a small, secret smile on her face. When she saw I was awake she leaned forward and kissed me once, lovingly on the lips.
“Good morning, lover,” she purred silkily as she played with my chest hair with one hand. “Sleep well?”