“Thank you my baby you made mummy come really hard,” she murmured, “Have you ever licked a girl’s snatch?”
“No,” I replied, “Can I do it to you?”
“Of course baby, but if you don’t like the taste let me know,” she reassured me.
I slid down her body and adjusted her hips to get an easier angle and she pushed a pillow under her bum.
“This will make it easier on your neck,” Mum said as she spread her legs wide and pulled her own pussy lips apart.
“Kiss me at the top and try to find my button with your tongue,” she instructed (she didn’t use the word clitoris).
I traced the line from her finger tip straight to her clit with my tongue; it was no problem finding the swollen protuberance. My mum’s moans indicated I was definitely in the right spot and just like sucking on her nipples I pulled it gently with my teeth and ran my tongue over it.
“Do that again!” she panted trying to push her pussy closer.
My nose was buried in her slick bush of pubic hair and I could feel juices running over my chin.
“Finger me too!” she gasped.
I obeyed slipping two fingers deep into her. Mum held my head against her clit with one hand and grabbed at her own arse cheek with the other digging her nails into her milky white flesh. I rested my thumb in the crack of her arse and rubbed the sensitive skin between her arse and her pussy.
“Oh fucking Christ I’m cumming again,” she shouted this time.
Her body bucked against the bed but I managed to stay focused on her clit and kept up the tonguing and fingering as another orgasm spread through her. Her pussy clamped on my fingers and it took most of my strength to keep thrusting them inside her. She shouted again and suddenly stopped breathing and went limp.
I panicked thinking I had hurt her then she gasped for air. I crawled onto the bed beside her and hugged her close as she panted and I could feel her pulse fluttering.
It took several minutes for her to be able to speak then she said, “I love you my baby boy sorry did I frighten you?”
“I thought you were having a heart attack,” I replied.
She laughed, “I sometimes faint when it is so intense; that was very intense. I suppose those girls you fucked before didn’t react the same way?”
“No we were drunk and it was difficult to get my cock in their vaginas. I only really got the tip inside before I shot my load. I suppose I was too excited,” I said.
Mum snuggled closer, “They probably couldn’t adjust to how thick your cock is; I could hardly get it in my mouth. It is thicker than your Dad’s and he is the biggest man I have been with.”
Naively I asked, “How many men have you had sex with?”
“Gentlemen don’t ask questions like that, especially not just after getting sucked off!” Mum chided.
Then she laughed, “But as you are young I suppose I can forgive you.”
“I have been with eight men properly including your dad; does that shock you?” she continued.
“Not as much as you swearing and talking dirty I suppose,” I answered truthfully.
Mum laughed again, “I only need to swear when I am horny and needing a good seeing too.”