“Oh fuckk, you gotta stop Mom. I’m close.” Jason gently eased Vivian off his cock. “Get on the couch, I want to do something for you.” Vivian climbed back onto the couch, laying back as Jason loomed over her, his hardness brushing against her hip. A loud gasp escaped Vivian’s lips, as she felt Jason’s head lower and he began kissing the smooth skin between her breasts. Their heated bodies now brushing each other, pressed skin to skin. He kissed his way up to her right breast, taking the engorged nipple into his mouth, sucking on it reverently.
“Ahh, yes Baby, suck on my tits, just like you did when you were little.” Jason grunted, aroused by his mother’s dirty talk, as he continued his assault. One hand now sliding downward, his fingers pulled down her leggings, and then her lacy black thong. Jason’s mouth now shifted to her left nipple, teasing it with the occasional graze of his teeth. Electricity coursed through her, the sensations exhilarating as her body writhed and her moans increased at the stimulations.
Jason ran his hand through the thatch of brown hair between her thighs, caressing the soft curls, loving the natural look. He looked up at her, “you’re so beautiful, Mom,” he gasped under his breath. Vivian, though, was in no state to respond, completely submerged in the pleasures she was receiving, groaning loudly as she felt a finger enter her. ‘Oh, how long it’s been since I had something other than my own fingers,’ she thought.
Jason lowered his head down to her chest, now taking her right nipple into his mouth, as Vivian hissed in pleasure, her fingers locking into his thick brown hair bringing him closer — wanting more. He moved his lips up to her neck, placing small kisses up to her ear, nibbling on the earlobe tenderly. “Ohh, Jason,” Vivian cried.
Her pussy was already soaking wet, and Jason added a second finger, slipping it into the tight wetness. Jason moved to an upright position, now focusing solely on fingering her. He pushed Vivian’s legs as far apart as possible, softly stroking her slick clit with his thumb, spreading her juices. Vivian’s hips began gyrating against his moving fingers, developing a steady rhythm. Her fingers clenching the nearby cushions.
“Mom, I want to try something.” His fingers stopped moving, earning a mewl from her. Vivian looked up at him questioningly, disappointment etched on her face. With his fingers still in her, he moved his other hand to grab his unfinished eggnog. He slowly poured some into Vivian’s exposed belly button, before placing the mug down. The eggnog had cooled down slightly, and she let out a low moan at the chilled liquid touching the bare skin on her stomach, sending a tingle of goosebumps. With his eyes boring into hers, he bent down slurping the sweet alcoholic syrup from her stomach. Vivian let out a long moan, feeling heady with arousal, as her son’s tongue dove into her navel drinking the eggnog from her. ‘Oh god, he’s literally worshipping me. If only my mother knew what her recipe was being used for…’, a light blush coloring her pale cheeks at the thought of her parents seeing her like this, engaged in such a raunchy act with her son.
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