I got the reaction I wanted as her lips opened and it wasn’t long until she introduced her tongue. I can say right now that my Mum is an excellent kisser. I wrapped an arm around her waist as I felt her hands explore my body and I wasn’t surprised when one of them ended up near the band of my sweatpants.
I couldn’t help the gasp when her hand eventually found its way to my already erect cock, giving it a gentle squeeze which sent a shudder down my spine and caused my Mum to giggle.
“My boy has a big cock,” she whispered as I found her lips again. I just wanted to kiss her.
Then she started to stroke me with her right hand while she used her left hand to get my sweatpants out of the way, pooling at my feet. It didn’t take long before I was moaning into her mouth and, unlike the night before, I wasn’t going to break the kiss first or ask her to stop. I was left with the feeling she definitely wasn’t going to stop as she continued to pump my cock. And it wasn’t long until I felt that old familiar feeling.
“I’m going to cum, Mum,” I said quietly, finally breaking our kiss.
“Then cum for me, baby.”
I groaned again as I soon blasted hot cum over her stomach once again, one, two, three then four long streaks that nearly reached her sports bra. My legs almost buckled underneath me. “Jesus fuck… That was… I mean…”
“Incapable of speech?” I couldn’t help but nod. Then she did something which surprised me, scooping up one of the lines of cum on her stomach, looking at it in her hand, meeting my eyes before she put it in her mouth.
Yep, things were definitely getting interesting.
I took in a few deep breaths, letting my heart rate calm down and then the realisation of what happened hit me like a tonne of bricks. I’d wanted what just happened but… what just happened was… And Mum seemed to realise immediately. She gently caressed my cheek as she said “Go and clean yourself up, Andrew.”
I grabbed my sweatpants and, before walking out, I made sure I kissed her. “That was… fun, Mum. But…” I started, giving her a grin but she could obviously read my eyes.
She simply stroked my cheek again before kissing me lightly on the lips. “I know. Now scoot, I need to wash your cum off my body. Again.”
I didn’t purposely avoid my Mum the rest of the day but I spent most of the day in my room, not doing anything particular as my mind raced at a million miles an hour. We did enjoy a spot of lunch together, and I spent most of the time regaling her with stories of my time at university, causing her to laugh quite a lot, which heartened me as I loved hearing her laugh. But, otherwise, she left me alone.
We enjoyed dinner once the sun had gone done, cracking open a bottle of wine as we did, continuing to discuss anything except what I guess may have been on both our minds. I still didn’t really understand what the hell had gone on though I had wanted it. All I know is Mum had been a more than willing participant both times, so you could understand my confusion.
Sitting on the couch later with another bottle of wine, we simply sat in blissful silence, listening to the music as Mum sat with her legs curled under arse, leaning towards me. I met her eyes every so often, shining emerald green in the low light. She was beautiful, which simply led to mind racing and ever more confusion.