All I could concentrate on was getting my cock into her and I said, “Oh yeah, mom.” I held one of her ankles and directed my cock into her pussy with the other hand.
As I entered her she put her hand on the place where we joined and said, “Yes love, you’re all for me now, aren’t you, you’re my baby.”
As I moved in the wet flesh that her channel had become, I said, “Yes mom, I’ll always be your baby.” I moved my hips to do what only a few sons have done with their mothers. I felt privileged to have a mom who could see past all the taboos and have a loving physical relationship with her son; a son who was now her husband.
She said, “Jessie…Jessie…Jessie…” as I pushed deep into her center. It was almost a cry as she held my back with one hand and fought to push herself onto my cock from the edge of the bed. I watched my entries into her body and caught sight of the pucker of her sweet smaller hole. I wet my finger in my mouth and placed it on rosy hole. When I pushed it into her ass she said, “Oh Jessie…”
I said, “I want to take you in there mom.”
She said, “Yes baby, mommy’s here for you, your wife is here for you.”
I said, “Your mine aren’t you mom?”
She said, “I am baby, I belong to you, all of me is for you.”
I took my sopping cock out of her pussy and placed it on the smaller hole. With gentle pressure I passed her anal ring and entered the tight channel. Mom said, “OH OHhhh…” and let out a long slow groan before catching her breath and saying, “Oh YES Jessie, yes baby, I’m all yours now.”
I penetrated her a few times and the exquisite pressure and heat was almost too much for me; I wondered how it was for mom. When I asked she said, “It’s good baby, I love to give myself to you this way. I knew it would be you. Yes love, do it, do it.” I pushed in and out until I was burying my cock all the way into her and my sack was up against her ass. I held both her legs up and continued as she kept repeating, “Oh Jess, OH Jess…”
I kissed her as I penetrated her and the eight years melted away. I was the boy again that first made love to his mother, and she was the young woman giving her body with love to her son. The names and labels melted, and were gone; lover, wife, husband, son, and mother, were one.