“I loved that you’d kiss me like that. I’m so needy for you.”
I shut off the shower and took her hand to lead her out. I stood as she dried every inch of me and I did the same for her. I moved her to the front of the vanity and grabbed a stool from the corner. I combed out and blow dried her hair, brushing it for five minutes. She just sat and purred. As I dried and brushed I took in her naked wonder in the mirror. Her face was a mask of joy.
“You’re so good to me, my son. I love you so much.”
We were dry now and I put the brush down and took her hand. She rose and we walked to my bed. She released my hand and climbed up on the bed, getting on her hands and knees again, presenting me with her motherly pussy. I gazed, she was still in full flower. I moved up behind her and gently shoved her over. She rolled on her back and looked at me quizzically. I smiled warmly.
“I took you by the pool mother. It’s what we both wanted. Now, now I’m going to make slow love to you, for the same reason.”
I kneeled between her legs and began to spread them.
“Oh fuck, how do you know me so well?”
As I lowered my face to her open sex I spoke as my lips brushed hers.
“Because I’m your son, your blood, I’m what you need.”
“UNNGGGHHHHH AHHHHHHH!”
Was all I heard as I tasted her. She was smooth and the scent of the body wash was mixing with her pheromones as she became even more excited. I felt her pressing herself into my face. I cupped my tongue and plunged it into her vagina.
OHHHH YEEESSSS!”
My hands moved up and I pinched her nipples. Mother was writhing under my erotic assault. My cock was beginning to come back to life, pressing into the sheets, inspired by this amazing woman. I loved tasting her.
I tasted her sex flow, pouring out of her. She writhed against my face.
“OH FUCK CUUUUMMMIINNNGGGGGG…”
As she said that I moved up and sucked her clit while I slid two fingers in. She began to quake.
“ARRRRGGGGHHHH!”
With her hard clit in my mouth and my fingers up deep, she came. I rode it out till she relaxed and then I disengaged. I moved up next to her and took in my arms. She was still panting.
“John, you’re amazing. Your father is a good sex partner, but you, my son, are a lover.”
I hugged her and kissed her tawny mane.
We lay there for a few minutes, to recover. My cock was still half hard. I knew I wasn’t done. I looked at the clock.
“Mom, are you going to need to get home?”
Her face was against my chest, her mouth near my nipple. As she spoke I felt her hot breath excite my nub.
“No, I can stay all night, if you want me. Your father and Jackie are at a golf tournament.”
I smiled. I’m sure it was a legit tournament, but I knew what they’d be doing in the room.
I didn’t answer right away so there was a moment of silence. Mom took a breath.
“He’s fucking her, you know.”
I wasn’t surprised she knew, but she was so calm.
“I know, mom.”
She looked up at me, quizzically.
“It’s a long story, but I was in the storeroom in his office the night she seduced him, which, by the way, didn’t take much.”
Mom laughed lightly at that.