Having taken our relationship to another level, my mother and I now look more like newlywed lovebirds rather than mother and son. We have become liaison lovers, and she has become more than my mom, but rather my pleasing mistress and soul mate. We currently sleep in the same bed together, although we don't get much sleep with our constant intimate encounters lasting throughout most of the night. Our public exposure leaves many thinking that we are husband and wife, which is perfectly fine in both of our eyes seeing as how much our love for one another has grown. Secretly I have accepted my mother as my wife, although we don't mention such topics in conversation. It's almost as if we cherish the current situation of just being lovers without the official bond of marriage. When I look into her eyes, I see the reciprocation of love that I have for her reflected back towards me, and I'd venture to say that our familial bond has only increased our bond of intimacy and love. Our sexual encounters are laced with such passion and intimacy that the intensity of the moments leave us holding one another breathlessly in our arms, our minds lost in erotic contemplation.
Our erotic forays have also been expanding beyond conventional sex as we better continue to know one another sexually. During one encounter, I recall arousing my mistress mother by fingering her anus, which eventually led to me licking her anal opening and bringing her to her greatest orgasm to date. As if to share in such moments, the next night as I was mounting her with her legs spread, I felt her reach around and grab my naked ass, spreading my cheeks with her hand and sliding a finger in my anus. The feeling of mom's finger probing my anal opening as I was thrusting my cock into her vagina sent me well over the edge in what was the most intense orgasm I had ever had in my life. She must have sensed my erotic feelings that night, because the next morning she began asking me about it.
"So, you like your butt to be played with during sex, do you?" Her early morning question as I awoke in her arms only reveal what I had been pondering all through the night.
"Apparently I like everything you do to me when I'm naked, mom." I accompany my reply with a smile and a dry kiss on her lips, which in turn brings a smile to her face.
"Well that's good to know," she replies. "Maybe we could use this knowledge for later sessions."
I begin to imagine all the possibilities associated with the combination of my mistress mother and ass play as I lie next to her, giving her a brief hug of acceptance to let her know that I'm "ok" with whatever she decides to do to me in bed. As the thoughts continue to roll around in my mind, she rolls out from under the covers and rises from the bed, a little quicker than usual I notice. I admire her naked body as she strolls across the room and exits into the hallway. Another habit that we have developed is to not wear any clothes around the house, but simply exist in the nude. You'd be amazed how erotic everything feels on your naked skin, with each fabric and material sending different signals.
A couple of weeks pass by since our talk about anal sex, and with each sexual encounter I notice that my mistress mother makes it a habit to continue to probe my anus. In fact, we had one encounter where the only thing she did was play with my ass. She put on a pair of latex gloves, laid me on my back as she kneeled between my legs, spread my cheeks, washed my anus, then licked my ass with her tongue and probed me with her fingers. I came all over my chest in a matter of seconds without her ever having to mount me, not realizing that anal sex could arouse me so quickly and intensely. She almost has become infatuated with giving me anal sex over these two weeks, all to my erotic satisfaction I might add. One night, our eroticism hit a crescendo.
"Hey Chris," I heard her say from the bedroom with a very sexual and inviting tone, "I have a surprise for you."
Having just finished cleaning up my dishes in the kitchen, I excitedly made my way back to the bedroom, completely in the nude, of course. When I enter the doorway, I see my mom lying naked on the bed with a towel spread out on my side. Her gorgeous naked body still arouses me with but a look, even after having seen her walk around the house in the nude all these past weeks. She has a playfully wicked smile on her face, and I could tell she has some mischievous encounter planned for us tonight.
"Come lay down," she purrs as she pats the towel spread out on my side with her hand. Not wanting to waste time, I stroll over to my side of the bed and lay on the towel like a good boy, lying on my back and watching as my cock starts to swell ever so slightly with the anticipation of the encounter. Looking acceptingly at me, my mother rises from the bed and walks into the master bathroom out of sight to the displeasure of my hungry gaze. I hear her open a drawer and rustle around for a few minutes, not recognizing the sounds of her preparation other than that of her putting on the latex gloves, which only leaves me in erotic suspense.
"Alright, close your eyes," she finally commands as she's ready to exit the bathroom. "And no peeking!" She states sternly with more of a mistress' authority than that of my loving mother. I willfully comply as I squeeze my eyes shut, unable to prevent the smile of anxious anticipation from growing on my face, nor prevent the ever-growing erection from happening down below.
