I looked up and saw that Mom was studying my face. I shook my head side to side and smiled at her.
She asked in a worried tone, “Are they too old and ugly?”
I replied, “Are you kidding me? I’m shaking my head in amazement. They are so perfect. I love you and I love your breasts.”
I leaned in and kissed a nipple that I had so longed for. Mom’s chest heaved up and she moaned loudly. I then kissed the other nipple, and sucked it into my mouth. Mom’s moans came more rapidly and softened. I began kissing all around her titties, often kissing and sucking the nipples into my mouth.
“Oh Doug, that feels so good, I love that,” Mom gasped.
“Mom, your breasts, your tits, are so fine and so sexy, I have waited so long to get your tits into my mouth, and I love it too!”
Mom laughed, “Oh, they’re reduced to tits now?”
Mom put her hand behind my head and pulled my mouth in tightly to her tits. I must have spent 30 minutes loving her tits, and chest, neck, and mouth. I was all over her with my mouth and hands. Mom was writhing on the couch, with her back arching forward into my welcoming face.
“Doug, your making me feel so wanted and so desirable! I can believe the feelings coursing through my body.”
“Mom that is what making love is about, nothing mechanical, but making your partner want you and want to make love.”
Mom groaned and whimpered, “Then I guess this is like you are making love to me, because I sure do want you.”
My heart raced at what that might mean, and I said, “I have just started Mom, this is just the warmup, just the foreplay.”
Mom shuddered and moaned, “Oh this is so wrong, but so right, I do want you Doug, I do. I don’t know what to do.”
I pulled my head up and French kissed Mom deeply as my hands roamed over the tits and stomach. I moved my had down to run it along the inside of her thigh and as soon as I touched her, her hips rolled forward. I massaged her thigh as we kissed and I felt her moaning into my mouth.
I slowly worked my hand up her thigh until it was brushing against her mound. Mom jerked back from my mouth, took in a big breath and held it. I held a steady pressure on her mound and whispered, “I love you so much Mom, and I am going to show you real love.” Then I returned to kissing her tits and at the same time my hand resumed rubbing on her mound.
When Mom’s hips were getting too energetic on the couch, I raised my head to her ear and softly said, “Mom, my beautiful mom, I love you and tonight I am going to make love to you,”
Mom, shuddered again, and seemed to be thinking about that. I was cupping a firm tit in one hand, and tickling the fine hairs on the back of her neck with my other hand.
I went on, “I want to show you how happy we can be, to show you how a man makes a woman truly feel loved.”
Mom turned her head to me and stuffed her tongue into my mouth, with a low guttural noise following along with it.
The time seemed right, and I pulled back and softly suggested, “Let’s go get onto the bed.”
Mom looked dazed, took my offered hand and allowed me to guide her upstairs to her bedroom. In the bedroom near the bed I took her in my arms and held her close as we kissed. Mom melted into my arms and returned my kisses.