“First you have to get it in the mood.”
She was face down on her knees with her butt straight up.
“Now give it a really good licking. And stick your tongue inside as much as you can. Don’t be timid. I keep it clean – clean enough to eat off.”
I really had to pull away her cheeks. They were nicely round but quite large. That gave me a great, close-up look at her anus. It was much darker than the skin around it and ridged and puckered with a smooth circular patch around the opening. I leaned in and began licking; lightly at first. But her moans got me going and I put more oomph into it. Eventually I braved sticking my tongue up inside. Not all the way but a good half inch. It was so tight, but I could feel her clenching and unclenching her anal ring muscles. What a delicious, nasty sensation.
“I’m ready. Get the olive oil. Now pour a little on my asshole. Rub it all around. Pour a little more and slowly push your finger inside. Keep repeating until your finger slides in easily. Then try two fingers. Once they slide in smoothly, put some oil on your cock and slide that in.”
I followed that recipe and was ready to go but the position was awkward. Her large cheeks kept me from being able to penetrate more than a couple of inches. Same problem when we tried a spooning position. Finally though, one that worked. I was on my back and she basically sat on my cock. Her pussy was facing me and her cuntlips were swollen and wet. The sensation in her ass was fantastic. Pressure, a warm, loving, enveloping pressure from all sides that was so much more pleasurable than I ever imagined. She started sliding up and down while fingering her pussy lips and clit. I looked up at her face. Her eyes were scrunched-up closed and her mouth was in a sexy “O”. It was beautiful but I couldn’t help looking back at her pussy while she lifted her ass up and down on my cock. I don’t know how long it went on but as much as I wanted it to continue, I couldn’t stave off coming one last time.
She could feel it and started thrashing her butt all the more. Her fingering grew more frantic too and a minute or so later she was crying out while a small flood seeped from her pussy. She threw herself on me and my cock slipped out – clean as a whistle (are they really the epitome of cleanliness?) with a sheen of olive oil.
“Thanks Bri. I need that.”
Part 5 – Back Home Again
I didn’t see much of my mother until later on Saturday afternoon.
“So how did your date go?”
“It was fun.” I was trying to figure out what else to say when I realized it had become a long pause.
“Fun? That’s it? I don’t get to hear what she did with my baby? How she ravished your body? Guess I’ll have to get the details from Valeri.”
I was tongue-tied but finally came out with “Mom, thanks very much for arranging this. It was really a great night.” Then I hugged her and she hugged back. I started getting an erection which she surely felt.
“I’ll tell Val you miss her.” she said looking at my crotch. Then she kissed my forehead and tapped my cock. With a smile and wink she was out the door.