It twitched. I’d been doing my darnedest to keep it at bay and pointed downwards I thought it would remain inconspicuous but the blood flowing in became too great to ignore and I throbbed against her thighs.
Without looking down I could imagine how I presented. Bulging out the front of my shorts, the tip possibly protruding below the hem by now. Again I pulsed and it was skin on skin. I was correct. The head of my dick was touching her inner thigh, my shaft pressed hard against her mound. There could be no coming back from this.
“Lincoln!?” Mom sighed, her head cocking slightly to one side.
“I’m sorry,” I swallowed hard, acknowledging my erection, hoping I hadn’t ruined everything. “I just don’t want to do the wrong thing.”
Her smile conveyed the world.
“Everything you’ve done this week has been right,” she whispered and her hands unlocked from behind my neck. With her right, she slowly slid it over my collarbone and down onto my pec, pausing as she pressed my heart, feeling its rapid beating. “Come on, let’s get that thing out of there!”
And her hand was once again on the move. Downward with a direct course, on a singular mission to take in hand what was rightfully hers. Between us she found the front of my boxer shorts and the hardness lurking within, her eyes not leaving mine as she dextrously entered my fly. And then it occurred. Barely a week I’d fantasied this happening but as her fingers wrapped my girth I knew that was wrong. I’d in fact waited my entire life for this. Everything had been leading to this point. Nothing in the world was more relevant than her and I and this very moment.
I realized I hadn’t been breathing and almost light headed I sucked in a breath at the very moment she gasped at her discovery.
“Oh my god, it’s so thick,” she exclaimed as she withdrew me from the fly leaving me standing proud against her lace covered belly.
“Is that bad?” I ridiculously asked.
“Oh no Baby,” Mom sighed as she coaxed me backwards, the chair materialising behind me, lowering me onto its surface. “It’s a very good thing.”
I wanted to keep looking in her eyes but as she spread her legs and stepped either side of my thighs, the lace once again rode up revealing her vagina and I needed to see. To look at her for more than a fleeting second and she seemed to understand, sensually swaying her hips as if providing an impromptu lap dance.
Awestruck, I marvelled at the glistening on her inner thighs, now so close, the scent of her sex rising. I dragged my eyes up her torso as she began to lower onto me, a hand dropping to hold my cock as her vagina connected with the head. Just the tip. Entering her body, feeling the heat and the dampness and then more. She relinquished her hold, once more hands upon my shoulders as gravity took over, drawing her body down onto my organ, ever so slowly penetrating her pussy.
Her boobs level with my head, her face getting closer to mine. “Oh God,” she stopped her descent as I stretched her, my admittedly fat cock surprising her with its girth until she accommodated, allowing the rest of me to fill her. “It’s so thick!” She once again acknowledged as her mouth met mine and she descended the rest of the way to my pelvis.
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