Mom’s eyes glazed over as she stared intently into mine. Then she whispered, “Go Baby, I’m gonna c…” The last of her words seized in her throat as her torso lifted off the bed. I shifted into high gear and started pummeling her pussy as hard as I could. Her head lolled from side to side as she gritted her teeth and seethed air through them. I was gasping for air right along with her. She grabbed my arms that I had placed by her shoulders to brace myself and then quickly released them to grab her tits and then release them too. She was thrashing under me and she shoved her hands down over her stomach to her sex. I could feel her fingers on either side of my cock and I quickly pulled out and pushed back in. She was using the heel of her hand on her clitoris.
Her scream started out as a low-pitched grunt and steadily built in frequency and volume. I picked up my pace again as best I could. I was tiring and my orgasm was going to be right behind hers. Her pussy suddenly grabbed my cock and started pulsing. Her eyes went wide and she held nothing back as she screamed very loudly. I was distracted by her thrashing body under me and my pending orgasm just seemed to disappear. I jammed my cock deep in her vagina, once, withdrew and repeated. She stopped her thrashing and went rigid.
Mom flashed eye contact with me and groaned out, “Oh shit.” It was an odd statement given the timing. Her pussy was clamping hard on my cock and my orgasm was back. She started humping her hips up at me. She had that wild-eyed look back as I buried my cock deep in her and exploded cum into her. I felt a pressure building like she was trying to push me out. I resisted and kept on fucking her. Her facial expression changed to a more frantic visage. I didn’t understand what was happening with her but I was cumming and nothing else mattered in the world at that moment. That familiar, dreamy sensation washed through me.
The pressure continued to build and before I could finish, I pulled back and Mom screamed hard as a pressurized liquid followed me out. It was like a fire-hose. Mom was staring at me with an ‘I’m Sorry’ look on her face as her head wagged side-to-side. I moved back quickly in total confusion and caught the stream from her pussy all the way up my chest. I pulled my face away. I was sure Mom was pissing on me. Mom shoved both hands to her crotch to knock the stream down. It squirted between her fingers and became a spray. The stream subsided to a dribble and then another geyser erupted. The second one wasn’t as powerful as the first. I pulled Mom’s hands away so I could see where it was coming from. She wasn’t pissing on me after all. Mom’s hands retreated to her tits as she looked down between them.
When her fountain stopped, I must have had an odd look on my face because Mom burst out laughing. In mid laugh, she said, “Oh Baby. I’m not pissing on you. That was a ‘squirt’. I have them occasionally but not often. It’s kind of like your ejaculation. Women can have them too. It’s very intense.” She chuckled and continued, “And they’re very messy.” I looked down my body to the bedding and smiled at the totally understated use of the word ‘messy’.
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