Mark’s hands gripped the sectional. “Mom, I’m close. I’m going to cum.” he groaned.
She didn’t stop. She licked and sucked his head with even more enthusiasm, while her hand continued to gently stroke his shaft.
He came hard, shooting his semen into her mouth. Linda swallowed every drop, her throat working, hand milking him gently until he was spent.
She pulled off slowly and licked him clean with soft strokes of her tongue. Then she rested her cheek against his thigh and looked up at him with kind, loving eyes while he caught his breath.
Mark’s fingers threaded gently through her red hair, stroking it back from her face. He looked down at her with soft eyes.
“Mom… that was incredible,” he whispered. “You’re so beautiful. I love you more than anything.”
Linda smiled up at him, her hand resting on his thigh. “I love you too, sweetheart. So much.”
He kept stroking her hair. “You just gave me the most amazing feeling. Now I want to do the same for you. I want to taste you, Mom. Please.”
She nodded, eyes shining. “Yes, baby.”
He helped her up and guided her to lie back on the wide sectional. He lovingly propped a pillow behind her shoulders so she was comfortable. She lifted her hips as he hooked his fingers in the waistband of her pajama pants and slid them down her legs, pulling them off completely.
He parted her knees gently, settling between them. Her pussy was smooth and pink, lips full and already glistening. A neat strip of red hair sat above her clit.
“God, Mom, your pussy is beautiful,” he said.
He started with soft kisses along her inner thighs, working slowly upward. His hands roamed over her hips, her stomach, and up to cup her breasts again.
He finally licked her pussy slowly from bottom to top. He used long flat strokes of his tongue that parted her lips and gathered her wetness. She tasted clean and faintly sweet.
Linda sighed and let her legs fall open wider.
Mark’s tongue massaged her clit with steady little circles until he closed his lips around it and started sucking gently. He slid two fingers inside her, curling them upward, stroking in and out at the same slow rhythm as his mouth sucked her clit.
He stopped for just a moment. “You taste so good, Mom,” he said. “I could do this forever.” And then his mouth was back on her.
Linda’s breathing turned to moans. She lifted her hips, pressing herself harder against his mouth. “Yes, right there, baby. Don’t stop. Suck Mommy’s clit just like that.”
He kept the rhythm steady, licking and sucking her clit while his fingers moved inside her. She ground against his face now. Her thighs trembled, and her hands gripped the sofa cushions.
“Mark, oh God, my sweet boy. Make me cum!”
Her back arched, hips bucking as the orgasm hit her hard. She cried out his name. Her body shook, and her thighs clamped around his head.
When the waves of her orgasm finally eased, he crawled up beside her. They kissed deeply. Her juices were on his lips, and her taste was still on his tongue.
“That was perfect,” he whispered against her lips. “I loved feeling you grind on my mouth, hearing you moan like that.”