“And Mommy loves your cock,” I replied, before bobbing more.
“Oh God, Mom, I’ve fantasized about this forever,” he revealed.
I instantly wondered how long forever was.
I kept bobbing and in no time at all I felt his legs tense and he declared, “I’m going to come.”
I bobbed faster and seconds later I was finally rewarded with a full load of cum… three times a charm finally.
I kept sucking until every drop of his cum was extracted and he said, “God, that was even better than I could have imagined.”
“Do you imagine getting hard again and fucking your Mommy the old fashioned way?” I asked, before clarifying, “On the bed.”
“Maybe,” he said.
“My question was rhetorical,” I smiled, standing up and kissing him on the lips. I had fucked him twice, sucked him three times and even allowed him to finger my ass, but the kiss was intimate. Our tongues explored each other’s mouths and we fell onto the bed.
For an eternity we made out; our hands roamed.
We were not mother and son; we were two lustful adults exploring each other’s bodies.
Eventually, we ended up in a 69, a positon I had only done once, and that was with a girl. I bobbed on his cock, he licked my pussy and then, without words, he moved me onto my back, spread my legs and slid his cock in me while holding onto my nylon-clad ankles.
“Oh God, son,” I moaned, staring into his eyes, “I love you so much.”
“I love you too,” he replied back, as he began fucking me.
“God, I wish I knew this when you still lived at home,” I moaned, his cock slamming into me.
“Me too,” he nodded. “I never thought fantasy would become reality.”
“And I never knew you had such a big dick,” I replied, bucking my ass up to meet his forward thrusts.
“I still can’t believe I’m fucking you, Mom,” he said, the look in his eyes one of lust and love.
“Well, we better make every second count,” I replied.
And we did.
He fucked me on my side.
He fucked me doggy style.
I sucked his cock again and then fucked him reverse cowboy.
And we ended the night back in the missionary position.
I came first and he followed shortly after, this time by my stocking-clad feet as I gave him a foot job.
He came on my feet and I, still very flexible form my cheerleader days, moved my foot to my mouth and licked off his cum.
He groaned, “Now that was hot.”
“Everything today was hot,” I countered, as I scooped some more cum off the bed from the first rocket that shot in the air.
“I do love you, Mom,” he said. “This was way more than sex.”
“I know, Cory,” I nodded. “I know.”
“So…” he began, suddenly nervous.
“I probably should get back,” I said, “he will eventually wake up.”
“I hope I never do,” he replied.
“An incest romantic,” I joked.
“And a very horny teenager,” he countered.
“We still have one more day in the car,” I said.
“Maybe two if we can make him stop more,” he countered.
“Mmmmmmm,” I purred. “You still have my tits to cum on.”
“And your face,” he added.
“Facials are such a waste,” I pointed out.
“But I bet you would look fucking hot with a load of cum,” he said.
“Such a romantic,” I joked again, as I took my nylons off. “A souvenir.”
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