Looking down toward her in awe, her eyes met mine and she broke out that mischievous smile of hers and pointed to the ceiling. As I looked up, she took me in her mouth. The unexpected sensations were so overwhelming I had to brace myself against the shower walls to keep from falling. I exploded after a few ministrations. Mom smiled and looked me in the eyes as she gracefully rose up. In a most mind-boggling sensuous manner she brought her upturned hand to her mouth and dripped my fluids into her palm. Moving her hand under the flow from the shower we both watched, mesmerized, as the droplets washed my essences to the drain below.
“Did I do it right?”
Holding Mom close to me, all I could say was “It was unbelievable Mom… perfect. I love you, I love you so much.”
Kissing her our tongues met and intermingled. She really seemed to appreciate this kiss, perhaps she thought I might not want to kiss her after what she had done for me. Moving to get on my knees before her she put her arms under my shoulders and lifted me back up.
“No, Tommy. This is all too much for me. If we don’t stop now I’m going to burst into flames. Please take me to bed and hold me. But first, I must pray and beg God for forgiveness. It won’t matter, I have crossed so many lines and each one of them is beyond all redemption. I am surely destined for an eternity in Hell.”
“Mom, don’t worry. Everything will be fine. Please, believe me.”
I held her closely before gently kissing her lips. We dried off. Mom had a distant look. We headed straight for bed without getting dressed. We kissed again and I held Mom close.
“Mom, you always told me God was love. How could what we have be sin? The morning before leaving for Iraq, when you were asleep in my arms I prayed. I asked God for your protection, and to allow me to be safely returned to you so I could take care of you for the rest of your life. God didn’t spare everyone on the helicopter. I believe God had a purpose in answering my prayer.”
“Tommy. I love you.”
“I love you, Mom. I will love you forever.”
After a warm, wet, passionate kiss I moved down and suckled her most perfect breasts. She softly moaned in pleasure. Continuing down I kissed her navel. Her hands under my shoulders were pulling me back up but did not stop me from reaching her sex. Putting both hands below and behind her knees her legs were raised to further open Mom’s sacred treasure before me. This is where I belonged, this what I was destined to do, this is what I had to do to show Mom how unconditionally I loved her. Realizing I had very little idea what I should actually be doing, I resolved to make up for my lack of technique with my enthusiasm for gifting her pleasure.
“Tommy, no, please, no, oh, you don’t have to…”
My oral worship had barely begun before she began convulsing. My mouth, tongue, and face were soon covered in her love juices. Pulling me up to her she kissed me and passionately pushed her tongue in my mouth as deeply as she could; it was her turn to show me how much she appreciated this most intimate gesture.