Suddenly, she clenched her eyes shut and her body tensed. That’s when I knew she was going to cum. So I rubbed and rubbed. I did everything faster, more intense. And it worked.
She came on my fingers. Fluids dripped down and made a mess of her clothes. It dripped down onto the floor as she made panting noises.
When it was done, she rested her head on my chest, and she put her hands on me. I took my hand away from her pussy and breast because it didn’t feel appropriate anymore. We held each other for a moment. There was silence for a while.
“The Queen used to make love to her son all night,” she said with a soft breath. “It was their monthly tradition. Now I feel it inside me.”
She brought her hand to my shorts and squeezed my throbbing cock. It made me become harder. Then she slipped her hand underneath my shorts and felt my bare cock. Her hand felt so soft. I had never noticed how soft her touch was before. And it felt amazing against my throbbing sex.
“Can I suck it?” she asked softly, with her head still on my chest.
There was a sense of shame in her voice. But also a sense of lust.
“Yes.”
She looked me in the eyes, then she slowly & graciously got down on her knees. She wasted no time and pulled my shorts down to reveal my hardened cock. Her eyes were fixated on it for a moment. It was like she couldn’t believe what she was about to do with it.
After taking a good look, she held it with both hands, then she stroked it. She leaned forward and kissed the head (which felt amazing). Then she took the head of my cock inside her mouth. This time, it was my turn to gasp. My mother’s mouth felt amazing. And she knew exactly how to suck.
Who knew that such a well-respected college professor would know how to suck a cock like that? It was unreal.
I looked down and saw her sucking under the moonlight. Even in the slight darkness, I could see how beautiful she looked. Her lips were wrapped tightly around my cock, forming a perfect O-shape. Her cheeks were caved in from how hard she was sucking. There was a lot of enthusiasm. She was unbelievably aroused from what she was doing.
Her head bobbed rapidly as she sucked. As she was doing it, I saw her reach down and play with her pussy. She masturbated herself as she sucked my cock. The full moon lust was still inside of her.
Her mouth took me deeper. And I saw that her fingers were rubbing her clit at a furious pace.
Then suddenly she stopped. She remained on her knees and she looked up towards me. There was almost a guilty look on her face. No matter how aroused she was, she knew we had crossed the line.
“I need you inside me,” she said calmly. “I don’t mean to be crude or obscene. But I’m desperate.”
There was longing in her eyes.
“Whatever you need. I mean it.”
“This is something we’ll both enjoy.”
She stood. Then she pulled my tshirt over my head. Then she pulled my shorts down. Then my mother removed her own bottom.
In a few easy seconds, we were both naked. It was that simple. And for some reason, it felt so natural. Maybe our lust was clouding our judgment? Or maybe it was a natural thing to do? Whatever the case, we were both ready to take things even further.
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