She took just the head into her mouth, lips sealing around it, sucking gently while her tongue rolled in slow circles underneath. She pulled off with a soft wet sound. She kissed the tip again and then licked down one side and up the other. She took him back in her mouth, a little deeper this time.
Her hand kept a steady, unhurried stroke at the base while her mouth worked the head and upper shaft. Her lips slid down and back up. Every few strokes she would pull off completely, kiss the head again, lick around it, then take him back inside her mouth.
She never rushed. She savored her son’s cock. She relished every inch of it, every twitch it made, and every quiet moan he let out. Mark’s hands rested on the sectional beside him. His fingers dug into the cushions, as he watched his mother sucking his cock. The fire crackled and the storm howled outside.
Linda pulled back slowly, her lips leaving his cock with a soft kiss on the tip. She straightened up on her knees and reached for the hem of her top. She pulled it up and off in one smooth motion, letting it drop to the floor beside her.
Her breasts were full and heavy. They hung with natural weight, round and soft. Her areolas were wide and pale pink. Her nipples were thick and stiff.
Linda rose and climbed onto Mark’s lap, knees settling on either side of his thighs. Her breasts swayed as she moved, coming to rest inches from his face. She took his hands and placed them on her breasts, pressing his palms against the warm, soft skin.
Mark cupped them gently at first, feeling the weight fill his hands. His thumbs brushed over her nipples. “God, Mom, you’re beautiful,” he whispered. He leaned in and took one nipple into his mouth. His tongue circled the stiff peak, and he sucked lightly. He sucked at his mother’s tit for the first time since he was a baby.
Linda threaded her fingers through his hair. “That’s it, baby,” she whispered. “Your mouth feels perfect on me.”
He switched to the other breast, sucking harder now, his hands squeezing and lifting them. “I’ve wanted these in my mouth for years,” he whispered against her skin.
She leaned down and kissed him. It was their first real kiss on the mouth. It was slow and deep, and her tongue slid against his. The kiss lasted long. Their mouths open, their tongues danced lustily with each other.
She broke it only when she needed air, then slid back down to kneel between his legs again.
Linda pressed her breasts together around his cock, enveloping him completely in soft, warm flesh. She moved slowly, lifting and lowering them. They both watch the head of his cock appear and disappear between her cleavage. The skin of her breasts was so soft and smooth against his shaft.
“Look at you,” she murmured, eyes locked on his. “So big between Mommy’s tits. You like that, sweetheart? You like fucking them?”
Mark’s voice came out rough. “I love it, Mom. Your tits feel incredible.”
She kept the rhythm steady, sliding up and down for long minutes. Finally, she released her breasts and wrapped one hand around the base of his cock, stroking him fast and firm while her mouth kissed, licked and sucked his head.