“Please don’t make me wait any longer, please?”
I gently pulled away and took her hand, leading her up the molded stairs. We paused and I watched the water run off her perfect body, the rivulets draining down between her breasts to end dripping off her sex. She stared at me, waiting. I led her around the corner of the pool to the lounges. Letting go of her I yanked off a few pads and tossed them on the concrete. Mom needed no instruction; she slowly settled down into a kneeling position. Once there she spread her legs wide and dipped her head down, presenting me my prize. I wondered at her flush full pussy, the inner lips shiny with her need and wide open, her tight rosebud, clenching, just above, both waiting, wanting. She pressed her head into the mats. She was panting, nearly gasping.
“Fill me son, please, I need you. Fuck your mother, please?”
I kneeled behind her. I let my hard brush her ass and settle between her flanks. I rubbed the head up and down her slit, lubricating it in preparation. Then I pulled back a little and ran my hands over her ass, caressing, admiring. My thumb traced down the middle of her flanks and paused caressing her tight anus. She was moaning and her hips had an involuntary flexing. She knew better than to beg. She knew I was going to have her. I took my hands off her and pulled back, completely out of contact. She wiggled, searching. I moved until my penis was lined up with her dripping pussy, close but not in contact. I wound my open hand up and cracked her hard on her ass as I plunged my dick in as far and as fast as I could. Our bodies slammed together as she howled.
“OOHHHH FFFUUUCCCKKK!”
She had no words after that. My cock was in heaven, surrounded by the tunnel that bore me, tight, wet and oh so hot. I moved my hands to cup her hips and began to truly fuck my mother. She just groaned and moaned as I plundered her. Every few minutes she’d crest: cumming again. My cock would be bathed in a hot flow. She felt so good. After three orgasms she found her voice again. It was strained, needy, wanting.
“Ohhh so good so good! Fuck me baby, fuck momma, take me!”
And I did, for a half an hour. Under the moonlight in my back yard. I’d waited a long time for this moment, I was reveling in it. I was in charge, she was mine, and loving it. We never changed positions, I stayed behind her and she continued to bath my dick in her orgasms. Finally she begged me.
“Please cum in me. I’m so tired. I need your cum son.”
That was what I needed to hear. I ramped up my strokes and I felt her tunnel grip me.
“I’m going to cum in your pussy Miranda. You’re making me cum mom.”
She groaned.
“OH FUCK! Do it! Fill me baby!”
And I did. I drove deep and the surge came up from my toes and pulsed out the end of my rod, squirt after squirt. I had to stop moving, the feeling was too intense. I finally stopped cumming and just stayed there, coupled with my mother. Slowly I pulled out and helped her up. She was a mess, but smiling. She draped herself on me.
“Thank you.”