I completely lost track of how long we stayed in that very easy, very intimate position. By the time Joel broke our kiss to tell me he was getting ready to cum again, sweat covered both our bodies, and my hair felt like I’d just stepped out of a shower. I stared into his glistening eyes and ignored the sweat dripping down my armpits and forehead, and he ignored the drops trickling down his own face and body. In fact, the smell of my son’s sex-sweat just made me all the more eager for his cum.
“Gonna cum inside you, Mum,” he moaned.
“That’s it, baby, cum in your mother again,” I cooed, and already I could feel his cock starting to swell inside me. I leaned forward and resumed our kiss, and soon I could feel and hear him moaning as he started to climax again. Even though it’d only been a few hours, he came just as much as he had cum by the side of the road. I tightened my pelvic floor muscles again as I rode his squirting cock, milking all the cum out of it that I could.
Weak from his second huge orgasm that day, Joel collapsed backwards onto the bed. Feeling very much the same, I soon joined him. We lay side by side, exhausted and waiting for the sweat to dry from our naked bodies, but very much in love. I admitted to him just how turned on I got by the feeling of his cum leaking out of me, and he confessed that he loved knowing it was happening too. We said our now-frequent “I love you”s and drifted off to a well-earned sleep, neither of us wanting to think about the fact that in less than 18 hours I’d be at my husband’s hotel after a 5 hour drive.
The next morning’s drive was a quiet one; neither of us spoke very much at all. We were still very affectionate – holding hands and some light kissing, but nobody wanted to bring up the subject of what we’d do once Joel dropped me off. With less than an hour to go on the drive, I finally gathered enough courage and told Joel I didn’t want this to be the end of our relationship.
“Me either, Mum; it’s just that it’s going to be a lot different than the last couple of days have been. But I think we’re both willing to work at it, don’t you?”
“Absolutely, sweetheart. Nothing has to change except maybe the frequency, but I’m sure we’ll find ways to work around that too.”
Joel agreed, and we both relaxed a bit more, having had that briefest of chats about the future. Before I knew it, we were as close to the hotel as Joel could get me in his truck.
“I suppose I should say good luck, Mum?” he asked. “If Dad gets half of the love that I’ve gotten the last few days, he’s a very lucky man indeed.”
“Thank you, darling. And thank you for everything you’ve given me the last few days. Especially my confidence in my body and myself again. I’m so, so sorry it took me so long to see just how good it could be with you, baby,” I apologised. “Cheating on my husband and committing incest with you are the two best sins I think I’ve ever committed.”
“The feeling’s more than mutual, Mum.” Joel reassured. “Thank you for being a great mother all my life, and for making my greatest, dirtiest fantasies come true.” He kissed me on the mouth and before I left his cab he told me the address of his motel “just in case.” I thanked him again, gathered up my luggage, and made my way to the hotel.
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