Her excited body went into overdrive as she heard the words she wished were spoken years ago. She wrapped her legs around me and scissored my body. Digging her fingernails into my back, she pulled her chest into mine, pressing her rock-hard nipples into my chest. For her age, she was surprisingly strong. I knew how to finish her from the memories she described.
“Mom, look into my eyes and kiss me as I unload my cum into your hungry pussy. I love you so much.”
Our mouths fucked each other as we neared our synchronous orgasms. Moving my hands down to her ass-cheeks, I squeezed and pulled her pussy against me. Her eyes widened as her back arched. Her body stiffened as my prick filled with additional blood. My head expanded as I erupted. Her slot contracted onto my prick as I pulsed into her long-unused velvet sleeve. Our tongues tangled and our eyes remained locked as my cock ejaculated into her spasming pussy.
When we were finished, her legs lowered. I rolled us over so she was on top, keeping my prick embedded in her cum-filled cavern.
Tears were streaming again as she whimpered, “Thank you. It was like being with my son again. I miss him so much. Your mother is very lucky to have such a caring lover. It’s too late for me to have a child, but at least I can still experience the thrill of the fantasy.”
Mom said, “We’re both lucky to have met you, Ethel. Our own intimacy might never have progressed without you. There’s no reason to deny yourself the pleasure of a physical relationship. Jason will gladly role-play as your son anytime.”
Ethel pulled off my deflating cock and stood on wobbly legs. “It was wrong for me to abstain from sex after my son’s death. My grief was so great I didn’t think I deserved to be loved. I was mistaken and will definitely need more healing in the future. Please keep this between us. I wouldn’t want my hard-nosed, spinster status to become tarnished.”
Mom giggled as Ethel sexily smirked at my soft cock that had given her a long-awaited orgasm.
After we dressed and were ready to leave, Ethel said, “Monica, Yuri should be your focus now.”
Mom’s face brightened as she received the information she desired. “She was so distraught, I knew there was more to it. She’s so shy and secretive.”
Ethel smiled and said, “Yes, she is. Perhaps she needs to open up to someone close. She would willingly bare her innermost secrets with someone she trusts.” She looked directly at me.
Mom took note and said, “Thank you so much, Ethel. We’ll be back.”
*****
Once home, Mom questionably stared at me and asked, “Did you fuck Yuri, too? I saw the look Ethel gave you.”
I laughed. Mom listened intently as I replayed the scenes Yuri and I experienced. Mom’s face was flushed by the time I finished. She said, “I knew she was hot underneath her demure appearance. Ethel was right. You need to break through her defenses and find out what she’s hiding.”
“Mom, you know I should put up a fake affront again about pimping me out, but not this time. Over the years, I’ve had nearly as many fantasies about her as you. Something about her turns me on.”
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