In fact I was so overtaken by all my orgasms that I didn’t feel him climb back up my body and move in between my legs.
“Jack, wait, you really want this?” I asked knowing what was going to happen next, and being completely blown away by it.
“Yes.”
“Why? Why me?”
“Because I love you, and it’s what I’ve wanted for so fuckin’ long.”
“Jack I…”
“Mom, I want you, and I always have. If you don’t know just how fuckin’ hot you are…”
“Shhh,” I shushed him. “Okay baby. If that’s what you want, I want it too.” And that was it. I finally admitted it. I wanted him to fuck me. I wanted him inside me, filling me up with his cock.
“You want me to fuck you, Mom?”
“Yes baby. I want you inside of me.”
With that he got on his knees, and as if with one motion he pulled my thong down and off my legs, pulled me by my hips, and then as I thought I was going to pass out from the anticipation, he entered me.
“Oh God baby. Do it,” I begged. “Fuck mommy. Fuck me hard.” Oh God the intensity of the passion was so overwhelming. It felt like I was getting laid for the first time.
I knew he wanted to watch, watch my body as he fucked me, but I wanted to feel his chest against mine, so I grabbed his hands and pulled him down on me.
My tits pressed against that solid chest of his made me want him even more, and I pulled my knees up high toward my chest so that he could get deeper inside of me.
And then we were kissing, hard, wet deep kisses. My nipples rubbing up against his muscular chest, the deep kisses, and the feel of his cock up against my clit was just overwhelming. My son wanted me, wanted my body, wanted to fuck me, it just all made me feel like a beautiful woman in the arms of a strong good looking man.
“I love you Mom,” he said as he penetrated me over and over.
“I love you too, Jack.”
“I love fucking you.”
“I love it too, baby. You can come in me baby. It’s okay, I don’t care.”
I felt his hands on my ass, holding me, so that he could drive his cock deep inside me, filling me up, and I knew that I was in heaven, because heaven couldn’t feel any better than having him fuck me.
Just when I thought I had used up all my orgasms for the night, and I was doing this only for him, I felt the crest of a new orgasm surprisingly coming over me.
“Oh God, baby, don’t stop,” I pleaded as I rocked my pelvis to the rhythm of his thrusting.
“I’m going to come, Mom.”
“Not yet. Not yet, baby. Please don’t stop,” I pleaded as I wrapped my legs around him so that I could feel every inch of him entering me.
“I can’t help it. You’re just so fuckin’ hot.”
“Mmmm. Mmmm. Mmmm,” I humed, as I felt myself getting closer.
“I love you, Mom,” I heard him grunt as I felt his come blasting inside of me. And then I started to convulse as my boy brought me to yet another orgasm. All time stopped, and I felt like my orgasm was the only thought in the world.
Exhausted and sated he gave me one last kiss, and we wrapped our tongues around each other’s for one last time, before he rolled off of me in a pool of sweat.
“Jesus. Holy shit,” he exclaimed spreading his arms and legs out. “How am I going to go back to regular girls, when you get me off like that?”