Jacob pulled his mouth from his mother’s, slowly. They kissed a few more times, gently, then he pushed himself back upright. His cock was still about half hard as he pulled it out of his mother’s very wet pussy. He levered his shoes off his feet and kicked his pants and boxers off his ankles and out of the way, then he sat down in the chair and did something that his last serious girlfriend had taught him. Jacob wondered if his father ever did it, as he leaned in to begin licking and sucking on his mother’s pussy once again, eating his cum that was beginning to ooze out of it.”
“Ahhh!” Patricia gasped. She wasn’t shocked, just surprised that her son would do that. It was something that Michael did with her occasionally. Licking the platter clean, he called it. “Ooo, baby, yes,” she sighed and gave herself up to her son’s tongue and lips, and teeth again. She pushed with her vaginal muscles to get as much of her son’s cum out of it as possible so he could slurp it up and swallow it. The fact that her son was willing to do this made what they were doing all the more intimate and enjoyable to Patricia.
Even though she’d just had five orgasms, the aphrodisiac-enhanced reality that she and her son were committing incest kept the high spark of sexual arousal flowing through her body and her mind. It only took a couple of minutes before Jacob’s mouth brought Patricia to a sixth orgasm. She shuddered and shook and grabbed her son’s head again as she cooed to him: “Ooo, yes baby, yes.”
Jacob was pleased with himself. Obviously, his mother liked it when he went down on her again after having come in her pussy. It was also obvious to him that she wasn’t shocked by what he did; therefore, he knew that his father must do it to his mother, also. The thought of his father fucking his mother, sucking his own cum out of her pussy, strangely excited Jacob.
He wasn’t jealous of his father. He didn’t want his mother to be his lover exclusively. That would be neurotic, as Jacob had reasoned out long ago. He didn’t have an oedipal complex. But open sharing would be good. Jacob wondered what his father’s reaction would be if he ever found out that his wife and his son were now lovers.
Jacob kissed his mother’s pussy one more time then sat back in his chair. He wiped off his wet chin and lips with the back of his hand. Patricia braced her body up on the table by her forearms, placing her feet on the top of her son’s thighs. She smiled at her son and Jacob felt a frisson of delight course through his body. He smiled back at his mother.
“Jacob,” Patricia began, “you know you gave me six orgasms just now.”
“Really?” Jacob said. He was surprised, but very pleased.
“Yes, my love, really. Look at me, I’m absolutely drenched in sweat.”
“My love?” Jacob questioned.
“Well, dear, we are lovers now, aren’t we?” Before Jacob could answer, Patricia went on. “Yes, really, Jacob, six orgasms. You are every bit as good a lover as your father.”
Jacob looked thoughtful. “First, let me say, my love,” and Patricia smiled, “that I couldn’t have done it, given you six orgasms, without your willing participation.” His mother laughed, a sound he loved to hear, and she nodded. “Second, what about Dad?”