“I left your Dad.”
“Good for you.”
“I moved out and got my own place. Your Dad was being so horrible to me. It got a lot worse after you moved away. He would hit me at times. He had even stopped fucking me. He got the divorce papers soon after I left.”
Jon is slightly shocked to her his Mom say ‘fucking’ in a conversation. Behind their bedroom door, he used to hear them say all kinds of things to each other intermixed with other sounds of passion. There were the usual moans and groans, grunts, and even the smack of a hand on bare skin. He often tried to picture Mom spanking Dad. He assumed it was the other way around.
“What can I do? Do you want to come stay with me? You know you’re my most favorite woman.”
“I’m okay Son.”
“No you’re not. Come and let me make wild passionate love to you. You’ll never want another man after me.”
“You’re doing a good job of making me think I’m still desirable.”
“Oh Mom! You are incredibly sexy. Any guy would be jealous of me as we walked hand in hand along the sidewalk. And your legs, Mom you know you have the greatest legs.”
“Maybe I should let you take me for a romp in the sack. I might like that.”
He knows she is teasing him and she thinks he is teasing her.
“Are your panties getting wet thinking about me making love to you?”
“Jon … you nasty man. How’d you know?”
“Because I’m rock hard thinking about you.”
“What are you doing to me in your thoughts?”
“I’m dragging my tongue through your sopping wet pussy.”
“And I’m sucking your hard cock.”
“My tongue is pulling your clit from its hood and then I nibble and suck it.”
“I pound my hands against the floor of the living room as I cum. I’m laying in front of the fireplace exactly where you first put your hands over my pussy.”
“I don’t let you stop and I press my fingers against that spot in your pussy.”
“My God YES Jon! Touch my g-spot. Press hard and make me roar. Make it hard for me to breathe.”
“Your fingers are wrapped tight around my cock.”
“I’m guiding it into my pussy. Drive your cock deep in my pussy. Fuck me!”
“I love the way it looks as my cock slides into your cunt.”
“Yes, yes! My cunt! I love it when you call it a cunt! I want it filled with your huge cock, my Son’s lovely cock. Fill my cunt with your cum.”
“I wish it were thicker.”
“It’s the biggest cock I’ve ever had in me. I’m cuming, again!”
The warm stream of cum spurts repeatedly as it lands all over his stomach and crotch. “You made me cum Mom. That was the best.”
“Me too Son, and more than once.”
“You’re so sexy Mom. It could really be like that in person. Don’t you know?”
“I’ve had a few dreams about you, but I’ve never, well rarely, let myself think about us … together.”
“Me too. Maybe it’s time to see what the reality would be like.”
“Oh Jon. The fantasy could never be as good as the phone sex for you. Maybe for me, but never for you.”
“How do you know? I’ve always thought of you as a ‘hot babe’ you know?”
“Shit Jon, you’re too kind to say that. We’d have to keep the lights off and the drapes drawn so you wouldn’t puke on me.”