The obscene slopping sound of his cock driving into her drenched pussy filled the room, along with their moans of passion. His hips increased their pace, his thrusts more powerful. It was clear he was nearing his climax, and so was Vivian. She tightened her core, clenching her vaginal muscles around his cock, earning a loud groan from Jason.
“Oh fuck mom, I’m close, shit! Can I — oh — cum in you?”
“Ahh yes, Baby, cum in me, fill me Baby. Give it to me, ohhh I’m nearing ohhh fuck.” Vivian rubbed her clit faster, and then she came again. Her eyes clenched shut and she was afraid she would almost pass out from the mind-blowing pleasure. Her pussy was pulsing and contracting around his cock. She could see stars in her vision as climaxed, squirting her juices onto Jason’s cock. Her toes curling, legs trembling and her breath coming out in short gasps. Jason could no longer hold back.
“Oh, Mom, I’m cumming, yes arrghhh.” With a loud roar, she felt Jason’s cock throbbing violently as he erupted within her, releasing spurts of warm fresh cum into her, filling the very pussy he had come into this world from. He pulled out with a plopping sound, their combined fluids oozing out of her, with some coating his cock. Jason moved up, hovering over Vivian spewing the last of his cum over her lips and her chin, a few droplets dripping down to her neck. She eagerly licked her son’s cum from her lips, relishing it.
“Let me clean you baby, you’ve been so good to me.” Vivian reached out for her son’s cock, giving it a long suck, feeling it pulsate and throb in her mouth. She licked the remnants of their lovemaking — tasting her own juices mixed with his cum.
They laid on top of each other, catching their breath before Jason placed a chaste kiss on her forehead, before rolling over lying beside her. His arm grasping her waist, as he pulled Vivian into his bare chest.
Silence ensued, with only their slow breathing to be heard until chiming of the old grandfather clock sounded from downstairs.
“Merry Christmas, Mom, I love you.” Vivian glanced up from his chest, gazing into his deep green eyes.
“Merry Christmas, Jace, I love you too.” She replied, before snuggling into him, pressing a kiss over his chest. Slowly, Vivian dozed off into deep slumber to the soothing sound of his heartbeat and the safety of his embrace.
Epilogue: A loving Christmas after all
The pale light of the wintry sun seeped through the window, as Jason awoke, his eyes blinking, adjusting to the brightness. His morning hardness was already straining against the covers, which he must have pulled over them last night. The spot next to him, he saw, was empty. Jason sat up slowly dragging his feet off the bed. Last night had felt surreal to him, a long-time dream finally coming true.
The bedroom door opened. Jason whirled around, knowing who it was, and as he saw the sight before him his eyes widened. Vivian stood at the doorway, a playful smile gracing her lips. She wore a red halter Christmas lingerie bra that did little to hide her immense bosom, and a red miniskirt, that barely covered her pussy lips surrounded by fuzzy dark hair. Matching the miniskirt, she had on pink semi-sheer nylon thigh-highs completed with a pair of red heels. Jason’s mouth gaped open and he was literally drooling at the sight of the costume that he had bought for her, not expecting her to have opened his present so early. But, he certainly wasn’t complaining.
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