“Then you actually never did then? I mean fuck your mother. There’s a nasty term for that, you know.” She laughed and smiled.
“No, of course not.”
“But you would have had she asked?” Lizzie tilted her head waiting for my answer.
“Probably in a New York second. What about you and your son?”
“Oh, as a mother I’d seen him naked when he was little. His cock looked like it would be bigger than his father’s some day. Then I caught my son masturbating a few times. I knew he was bigger than his Dad and even though I scolded him about it I found my self aroused by his cock all covered in semen. His Dad is a rather indifferent man and it was during one of those times that he was indifferent to me that I went to my room and fingered myself while having indecent thoughts about my son’s penis.”
“When I’d watch Mom I’d go to my room and almost beat the skin off my dick.” I added.
“Later, when my son had girlfriends I spied on him a few times fucking them. I felt jealousy towards the girl he’d be fucking as I’d watch the length of him working in and out of her. The little bitches didn’t worry about getting knocked up and would bareback him. I’d have sessions with myself imagining my son cumming in me.”
“Sounds like we’re both kind of fucked up.”
“Finally, after he married I thought they were out at the pool and walked into the guest room. His wife was on top and I walked in to see her raise her pussy up and down on his shaft. Tracie was facing the door and never batted an eye while I stood there watching her fuck his nice cock. I don’t think my son ever knew that I stood there until he started to cum in her. Tracie always had this smirk on her face after that.”
“I’d have to guess how this compared to your son.”
“I’d say very much the same, and you do look like him.”
“Yeah, you do look an awful look like Mom. Do you think this is all wrong?” I asked.
“I think everything about it is right.”
Lizzie leaned towards me and started to suck my cock. The roles had been set. I laid back and relaxed. Mother was sucking her son’s cock. Much like when I was fucking her from behind at the couch I didn’t want it to end. I didn’t warn her when I was about to cum. She knew it and wanted to suck me off. I spurted hard and she handled it. She showed me my cum in her mouth, then moved enough to spit my load out on my stomach. Lizzie grinned and evil grin.
“Did you see the mess you made in your Mommy’s mouth?”
Then she put her mouth over the puddle and sucked it back into her mouth. She showed it to me again and then swallowed it.
Opening her mouth to speak, “Look at what Mommy did. All gone. Naughty Mommy.”
She got up and walked away into the kitchen. I followed her, us both naked. Lizzie leaned over to look in the fridge for something to drink. Cum ran from her and splattered on the tile floor. Lizzie grabbed two beers and stepped around the cum to sit at the table with me to have a beer.
“Well, that was fun. Maybe I should have fucked a younger guy twenty years ago. All good things come to those who wait I suppose. Here I sit with my pussy leaking your cum and I’ve never been happier.”