To recap for those just joining the story, my mother has just given me the blowjob of my life. This happened after i found out my own mother used to be a pornstar. Please read chapter 1 for full details.
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My mother, now atop my lap, slides her hands around my neck and leans in to kiss me. As our lips press together, I cant help but think 'Wow, I'm glad my date stood me up!' Our mouths are locked in this passionate kiss, the like of which I have never seen before. It was amazing, the love for my mother pouring out of me as our lips move from side to side upon each other. I then feel a soft probing, and realize that my mother is trying to push he tongue inside of my mouth. Happily I accept the probing monster that is my mothers tongue.
We sat there and kissed passionately for what seemed like days. It was more likely only a minute or two, but it was the best minute or two of my 18 year old life. After what seems like ages and eternities, my mother pulls back and looks me deeply in the eyes.
"Are you ready for this?" My mother asks me.
"Yes mom, I've been ready for this for as long as I have been thinking about girls"
"Is that so? You have fantasized about me for that long?"
"Well, yea. I mean you're pretty, and funny, and amazing..." I say as I trail off.
"What else do you like about me?" My mother asks me in a seductive tone.
"Y-you have a um... wonderful body." I say nervously
"What about my body?"
"I-I-I don't know," I say unsure where to go from here, "you have nice skin."
My mother laughs at this, her soft serene laughter ringing out like a songbird in the springtime.
"Really? I have nice skin huh? Is that all? Or do you just want me for my skin?" My mother says winking at me, "What is your favorite part of my body?"
"I love your uh-uh"
"Go on Jimmy, after what we have already done, I don't think there is any need to be bashful"
"Well, uh y-your breasts are amazing..." Once again, despite my best efforts to be more confident, I trail off
"Now we are getting somewhere."
My mother then stands up and takes a step back. Slowly she moves her hands up her sides and catches the bottom edges of her black V-neck in her fingers and starts moving them upward. She, intentionally or unintentionally, moves the shirt upwards at a rate of about 0.00000000001 millimeters an hour. Of course that was about how fast it appeared to me, because of the fact that I had been trying to see these glorious breasts almost my entire life. I can remember weeks when my whole goal was to get a peek of my mother topless, but to no avail. And here it was finally happening and she had to be slow about it... women. But I digress.
The shirt seems to take a millenia to move an inch, but eventually it does reach the bottoms of her glorious one-of-a-kind breasts. And just as the bottoms of them are stating to peek out, she stops.
"Before I go any further love, I have to make sure. If nothing more than for my own conformation. Do you want this? Because this is a one way train that doesn't go back."
I open my mouth and raise my hand to stop her and tell her I want it, but she stops me.
"Ah-ah-ah. Let me finish. Once we do this, we wont be going back. If you are as good as your cum tastes, then I am going to want you to be a full-time lover. Is that clear?"
I shake my head in response.
"Good, now answer me this. Do you want this? All of this?"
"Of course I do mom. I haven't wanted anything more than this in my entire life."