She was quite aware that a man’s semen, his cum, was never delicious like a sugar-rich desert, but she like it for its own taste and texture, because it was the sexual issue from a lover’s cock. She swished her son’s come around in her mouth then swallowed it. It was very similar, with some slight differences, to her husband semen, and she loved tasting her husband’s semen.
“Wow, Mom!” Jacob spoke up. “I don’t want to be intentionally crude, but you’re one hell of a good cocksucker.”
Patricia laughed and stood up, holding her hands out to her son. He stood up and embraced her and kissed her for a long time. “Well, Jacob,” Patricia said when they pulled their lips apart, you’re one hell of a good pussy-licker and not too shabby in the pussy-fucking department, too.”
“Thanks, Mom,” Jacob said as he bent down to kiss her again. “Mom,” he said, when he broke the kiss, “you’re okay with this. I mean, well you know, incest, having sex with your son.”
“Duh! Jacob, I’m not stupid. I know exactly what I’m doing. And, I assume, you do too.”
Jacob blushed. “Well, yeah, I do. I’ve been fantasizing about this or something like this since for a few years now and now, here it is, happening.”
Jacob stopped talking and pulled his mother tight against his body. He tilted his head down and she tilted her head up. Mother and son kissed several times, enjoying molding their lips together and pulling them apart, nibbling on each other’s lips, and sucking on each other’s tongues.
Jacob pulled his head up and looked into his mother’s beautiful green eyes. “So now what?”
Patricia smiled. Well, I don’t know about you, but I’m starving. You haven’t eaten anything yet, have you?”
Jacob grinned and shook his head. “No, I haven’t eaten. Yes, I’m hungry. Pussy pie and cream pie is very tasty but not very filling. You have to keep going back for more.”
Patricia gave her son an impish look. “Oh yes, Jacob, I definitely want you to come back for more, a lot more.”
Jacob laughed and gave his mother a quick kiss. “I was talking about Dad. What happens now? How do we keep this from him, all of us living together in this house. Unless,” he gave his mother a serious look, “today is all the time I’ll have to be your lover?”
“Oh no, dear I don’t want that. No, I want us to make love a whole lot more, as long as you can stand me.”
“That’s going to be an awfully long time, Mom,” Jacob said.
Patricia smiled and kissed her son on the lips. You leave your father to me. I haven’t got this all figure out yet. But you know the saying: Where there’s a will there’s a way.
Anal Fantasy Becomes Reality
Patricia picked her robe up off the floor and put it over the back of a chair. “Eggs and bacon, dear?” she asked as she pulled the apron off a hook on the wall next to the refrigerator.
Jacob was picking his underwear and pants off the floor. “Yeah, Mom, that’ll be great,” he said. He realized that he really was hungry now. He was filled with a sense of wondrous joy, feeling more alive than he could ever remember, and he was hungry, very hungry, and not just for food, but for more love-making with his mother, too.