My first shot of cum caught her slightly off-guard, even though she knew it was coming. Her eyes widened for a second, but quickly went back to normal. I could have sworn she was smiling despite her mouth being full. The second shot was more expected and didn’t faze her. She swallowed my semen as fast as I gave it to her, not breaking lip contact with my cock for even a second. I groaned and had to close my eyes as my cum was emptied into my mother’s mouth.
She finally pulled away once it was clear I was done. My cock was already beginning to soften as she stood up. She seemed a little less sure of herself than she had when she was sucking me off.
“I should check on supper,” she said.
Mom started to move away from me, but I caught her wrist and pulled her back to me. She looked at me questioningly. Before she could speak, I kissed her.
“Mmph.”
She stiffened for a second before relaxing into my embrace. I knew she hadn’t expected the gesture, but she didn’t protest once she got over the initial shock. Any kisses we’d given each other before had been the chaste, familial sort. This one was different.
I tasted a faint trace of my cum on her lips, but ignored it. I needed to show her how I felt. If she was feeling any uncertainty at all, I wanted to quell it before she regretted what she’d just done.
“I love you,” I whispered.
“I love you too,” she said. “You don’t have to worry, I don’t feel bad about any of it. At least, not very much.”
“It was that obvious, was it?”
“Sweetie, I can read you far better than you seem to think I can.”
She ruffled my hair, then turned back to the stove. This time I just watched. Even though I’d just cum, I still enjoyed watching her panty-clad ass as she moved around.
****
After supper, Mom and I cuddled up together on the couch. She hadn’t gone to get dressed in the meantime, so all she had on was her panties. I was wearing my boxers and a shirt. We sat together, oblivious to the world around us. I toyed with her breasts, stroking and sucking on them as much as I wanted. She had my cock out and was playing with it experimentally. We were slowly driving each other crazy.
“I never thought things would be like this,” Mom said softly.
“I know,” I said. “It’s so surreal when I think about it. But when I just let it happen… it feels right somehow.”
Mom smiled and kissed me. The initial short kiss was followed by another, longer one. Once our lips met, we found it difficult to separate. Her breasts pressed against me and I wrapped my arms around her back, holding her tightly. Her skin was so warm where it touched mine.
Eventually I slid one of my hands down her body, over her stomach and past her waist. I was curious to see what she’d do once I reached her panties. She stiffened slightly as my fingers slid over the silky material between her thighs, but then relaxed. She even spread her legs to make things easier for me.
I located the cleft between Mom’s pussy lips and rubbed my finger up and down. She sighed contentedly as I masturbated her through her panties. I bent down and took one of her nipples into my mouth, sucking gently on it. She tangled her fingers in my hair and let her hand rest on my head; she was not trying to hold me or guide me, just to accept what I gave her.