Suddenly she pulled back and asked me, “We can’t do this, do you really think this is right? This is so wrong on so many levels, I don’t think we should do this.”
“Mom, stop thinking and let our feelings guide you. We love each other and I have shown you what it is to be wanted and show desire. Let us just go with that and you’ll see how wonderful it is. Trust me Mom, I only want us to love each other.”
Mom relaxed into my arms and said, “Well let’s take it slow, I am still not sure about this. If I say stop, we must stop.”
I lifted her chin, and said, “Of course Mom, I want you comfortable and wanting everything we do,” then I kissed her.
I ran my hands up and down her back as I kissed her, and then reached down to pull her hips against mine. Since I am 6’4″, my hardness was mashed against her tummy, and I know she could feel it. Mom ground her hips into mine, and I was encouraged to move on. I kneaded her firm ass as I ground my dick into her.
I was nibbling on her shoulder when I move one hand to her slacks and unbuttoned them, then lowered the zipper. Mom made no move to stop me and to my surprise, actually reached up to start unbuttoning my shirt. I reached behind and inside of her slacks to cup the cheeks of her ass as she pushed my shirt off my shoulders.
I dropped to my knees and started kissing her tummy as I slowly stripped her slacks down her thighs. Mom stepped out of the slacks and I stood back up holding her at arm’s length, admiring her beauty. Her panties were plain white, and not frilly, but small and dainty just like her body.
“So beautiful, I love to look at you,” I told her. Mom then reached for my belt and unbuckled it with trembling hands. She unbuttoned my pants and hooked her thumbs in the waist band and pushed my pants and undershorts together down my hips.
As I would have guessed, Mom did not look down at my cock, but was looking into my face. I smiled and kissed her, then pulled her to me. The sensation of her tits against my chest and my dick against her tummy was out of this world. I again ground my hips into hers and was rewarded by her cries of pleasure.
“How can something so wrong feel so right?” she whimpered.
“Not wrong, Mom, just beautiful and loving,” I softly said into her ear. I laid her back on the bed, helped her swing her legs up and over, than I lay down alongside of her and we started hugging and kissing again.
It wasn’t long before I was humping against her hip and thigh. I thought I was going to come on her leg.
I started kissing my way down her chest and sucking on those fabulous titties, then moved onto her tummy. Mom’s tummy was flat and surprisingly firm, and I was soon kissing her naval before moving on to her hips.
I was kissing her hip bones and all along the top of her panties as she squirmed under me. I hooked my fingers over the waist band of her panties, and as I slowly pulled them down her hips, I kissed every new patch of skin exposed. Mom’s hands were kneading in my scalp as I kissed her tummy.
Then I was exposing her pubic hair, obviously untrimmed, and I inhaled the sweet scent of my mother’s hot center. Mom was beginning to tense up as I got closer to her pussy, and her fingers paused in my hair. I ran my tongue down the sides of her mound where it meets her thighs, and Mom grabbed my hair and pulled up.