I shivered with pleasure as she held that position for a few moments, until she pulled back to breathe. As she gasped for air I felt another orgasm coming.
“I-I’m going to come,” I got out. In time, this time.
Instead of pulling away, Mom quickly leaned forward to engulf my cock between her lips once again. That final bit of stimulation sent jets of my cum exploding into her mouth. I took a firm hold of her head as my semen unloaded into her, to the cacophony of our shared moans.
A few gulps later she took my cock out of her mouth to show me, with her tongue out and mouth gaping wide, that she had swallowed all of it. My own mother. Fuck… was all I the thought I could muster.
She giggled at my wide eyed expression.
“I take it you liked that?” she teased.
“…yeah.”
“Mmm… And all this because of that old cunt,” she chuckled. I assumed she meant Margret. “She said she was going to seduce you, you know? I think that’s how this all started. Looks like I beat her to it,” Mom said gleefully.
“Wow… she said that?”
“Hey!” Mom warned.
“Hah, don’t worry, Mom. You are way prettier than she is,” I said, putting on my best smile.
“Hmmph. Okay then,” she said.
“Son…” she started. “What we just said. What you told me about… wanting me… If you want to take it back I-”
“No,” I said with determination. “I don’t. I know it’s fucked up, but I’m extremely attracted to you, Mom.”
“Thanks,” she said softly, looking at me lovingly. “You better not regret that when I fuck your brains out,” she said with a mischievous grin.
I didn’t know how to respond to that, so I just grinned back at her like a fool.
“Hey! It’s gone down a bit, hasn’t it?” Mom said, looking at my dick. It had.
“Yeah, it does feel a lot better now.” I grinned. “Thanks, Mom.”
“No worries, darling. I assume I’m going to have to help you out a few more times before the effect wears off though,” she said and stood up. She leaned forward to kiss me on the cheek.
“I’m looking forward to it,” she whispered, sending a jolt through my half-flaccid cock.
Mom walked over to the kitchen and cleaned herself up. I pulled up my pants and for the first time in an hour or so, I felt like I could relax.
I followed Mom after a moments thought. Just because my dick was satisfied didn’t mean I was, or necessarily that she was. There were so many fantasies that I wanted to act out.
“I think it might be time to eat soon,” I commented innocently.
“Oh, yeah,” Mom answered. “I’d completely forgotten about the time. I’ll just get the food out of the fridge and we’ll-”
“That’s not what I meant,” I interrupted, taking hold of her arms and pushing her back against the kitchen counter.
Before she could object I got down on my knees and slid my hands in under her dress. Using the long slit in it I quickly pulled the dress up over her waist and folded the excess material in behind her, placing it between her and the counter.
“Nick!” she exclaimed. “Wh- what are you doing?”
“What? Didn’t I tell you? I’m going to eat you out, Mom. You’ve raised me better than to accept a blow job without reciprocating,” I stated, as if it was the most natural thing in the world.
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