Once I had cleaned off her torso, I followed the trail of my load down to her pussy. I licked it clean, giving it a little extra attention after I was done. All the while, I stroked my cock back to life. My little snack had made me horny as hell.
I lifted up her sticky body by cupping my hands on her ask cheeks and carrying her over to the running water. As the water rained down on us, she wrapped her legs around me tight.
“It’s time to give that smooth pussy of yours a real test,” I said.
“You sure you have any left for me, baby?” she teased.
Without a word, I lifted her up a bit, positioned my cock below her pussy, and lowered her down.
The luck of Irish was on my side, as I slid into her perfectly on the first try. Her tight, smooth pussy rode up and down on my pole for a about ten minutes before I started to lose control again.
She could see the strain on my face and said, “Tell me I’m yours, baby.”
“You’re mine,” I replied.
“Tell me you’ll never leave me,” she followed.
“I’ll never leave you,” I uttered. “You, your pussy, every inch of you is mine forever.”
She put her head back and screamed “Yes!” I couldn’t tell it was an orgasmic scream, or a scream of joy that at what I had said. It didn’t matter, and both were true for me. I pumped another load deep inside her, and then we washed ourselves clean.
As the day went on, mom and I both noticed that we were acting more and more like a couple in public. We held hands constantly, kissed each other whenever the moment struck and behaved like we were a new couple.
Being in a foreign country where no one knew us as mother and son helped. We didn’t feel inhibited by others’ morals and could just be ourselves with one another. It was obvious that if we hadn’t already, we were definitely falling in love.
We ended up at a jazz club later that night, per my mom’s suggestion. The place was dimly lit, and for whatever devious intentions, she instructed the hostess to seat us in a booth in the back. We had a couple of cocktails, kissed, talked and just basically enjoyed being together.
When the lights lowered even more for the main act, mom’s true intentions came to light. As the music filled the room, she unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock. Between the low lights, the table in front of us and our location in the back of the room, it was a pretty safe bet that no one could see. All the same, I was more than a little nervous.
Despite my anxiety, mom was able to bring my eight-inch friend to life with only a few strokes. As I continued to look for unexpected visitors, mom casually spit in her hand and began massaging my cock expertly.
As her hand slid up and down the length of my shaft, she leaned over and said, “When you’re ready to pop, just squeeze my leg.” I didn’t say a word, but she could tell I understood.
The danger of the situation was thrilling, and I felt myself losing it. I reached down to her thigh and squeezed.
As if she was a well-oiled machine, her head dipped down to my lap so fast I could barely see it happen. She wrapped her lips around my tip of my cock just as cum began streaming from it. She gobbled up every drop and was back sitting upright in no time flat. You would’ve never guessed anything out of the ordinary had happened if you hadn’t watched carefully. I must’ve looked stunned, because she couldn’t stop laughing at my expression.
That night when we crawled into bed, mom stopped me before I kissed her and said, “Will you make love to me?”
Not really registering what she had said, I nodded and leaned in to kiss her again.
She stopped me again with a tender look on her face and said, “I don’t mean ‘fuck,’ Matty,” she said. “I mean, really make love to me.”
I understood exactly what she meant. Everything to this point had been amazing, but make no mistake, we had been fucking like animals. What she wanted was to truly be together the way only two people in love can be together. I wanted it too.
That night we made love for the first time. It was passionate, erotic and tender, all at the same time. We touched each other in new ways, saw ourselves in each other’s eyes and gave ourselves completely to the moment. After, we slept in each other’s arms the entire night.
