I grabbed the bottom of my shirt and pulled upwards, pulling it away from my body and throwing it to the ground. She bent forward and started rubbing her cheeks on my chest. When she looked back up at me, I pulled her in and kissed her. My hands were still exploring her chest and waist, but I let them fall to my side when she brought her hands down to my jeans. She undid the top button and unzipped them. She reached behind her and dug her fingers into my jeans and my boxers, pulling them away in one swift motion. My cock flung up and smacked her covered cunt, causing her to cry out as she grabbed my shoulders.
Holding onto me tightly, she bucked her hips back and forth steadily against my dick, massaging it and her pussy at the same time. I could feel the wet panties and the soft flesh behind them against my now rock-hard cock. I brought my hands to her ass and rubbed it softly as she rocked against me. I slipped my hands under her panties and spread her ass-cheeks slowly, then let them go, then repeated.
“Get these off, I gotta get these off.” I begged, pulling her panties down.
She lifted each leg one at a time, allowing me to rid her of them.
She continued to rock back and forth on me, but now I could feel the soft flesh on my cock as it slipped back and forth over it. A few times I was brought close to orgasm, but I grabbed her hips and slowed her movements before I got there. Whenever my hands weren’t on her hips, they were gripping her tits, and my mouth was always on them, suckling on those hard nipples like I had as a baby.
I looked up to see she was already staring down at me, that sedated smile and gaze still ever present.
“Please, Mom. I need you. I need to be inside you.” I begged, and I meant it.
That was heavenly torture right then, I needed to get the full experience.
Her smile widened and I felt one hand leave my shoulder. A moment later she had grabbed my cock and was stroking it. She didn’t do it for long before she lined it up to her slit. My dickhead rubbing against her almost had me cumming, but that was nothing compared to what I felt next.
Mom slowly lowered down, her body taking in my cock. Oh my dear fucking Christ. She was so tight around me, so fucking hot inside, and oh so fucking wet. I was in my mother, no, I was fucking my mother. I was a goddamned motherfucker. I laughed to myself as that thought passed through.
Her hands slid behind my back then she pulled me to her. We were hugging as we fucked now. Her breasts rubbed up and down my chest as she pushed herself up and down my cock, crying out each time she went back down.
Her sweat was cool to the touch as our bodies embraced each other. I brought my face to her neck and started to deliver more soft kisses to it, working my way up her neck, to her jaw, along her cheek, and then onto her lips. It had turned in our most passionate kiss yet. With her riding my cock, and our kiss, I was losing my breath, and my mind, and my endurance. Oh fuck, I was going to cum. I grabbed onto her hips and stopped her. I broke the kiss and my breathing became frantic, trying to focus on keeping myself from orgasming.