“Mommy likes feel her big boys penis pulse creamy baby’s inside of her.”
I couldn’t believe it but I was still orgasming. One pulse. Two pulse. I just have contracted 5-6 times, my moms hands cupping my testicles the whole time. Finally I feel out on top of her soft breasts. She ran her hand through my hair.
“So,” she said, “was it everything they said it would be?”
“It was better,” I said, “that might have been the greatest experience of my life.”
“Yeah I’m a little ashamed I liked it so much too,” she said.
We made love a few more times that night, each time tipping the last. I found out later my mom had been recording everything. She used our tapes for research (of course she blurred everything and changed the names of her “subjects”). She now believes it is a rite of passage for every young man, even finding ancient things backing her finds. We are closer than ever and with dad out of town most of the time, we have sex fairly regularly. She has grant money for her research so we travel all over recording the data we find (and also the factors of being traveling in a consensual mother son sexual relationship or aka my mom and I get to have sex and travel on university money for “science.”