This is the second part of A Son's Curious Mind.
For context, please first read A Son's Curious Mind Pt. 01
All characters in this story are over 18 years old.
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She could not believe what she had just agreed to. Did she she really just allow her son to do that?
"Only with your finger", she quickly added, realizing it may have seemed like she asked for him to start fucking her up the butt.
She felt a jolt of excitement flash through her body as she felt his left hand on her butt cheek.
"Are you ready?" he asked. She shook her ass upwards in response, as if to say "stick it in already".
She felt his index finger press against her asshole. It immediately reminded her of her desire to get fucked. She wanted his finger inside her. She wanted her son's cock inside her.
He moved it slightly, and with a rubbing, twisting motion tried to press it inside.
"It won't let me, mom" he said. "It's too tight and dry."
She would not give up this easy. She had already let her son touch her asshole, she was not about to give up feeling him inside her. Not with all the desire she had built up.
But she could not believe her own words as she said:
"Try with some of the pussy juice." She looked back at her son. "Put your finger here," she said and pointed at her dripping wet pussy.
"Mom," he said "are you sure?", making it obvious that he also understood that this was passing a certain limit.
She only nodded in response, and a second later she could feel her sons finger moving towards her vagina. She felt it touching the slippery wet pussy lips. She felt her son's finger slide in between them, searching for her entrance. What was he doing? His finger must already be soaking wet, she thought, but did not protest.
Suddenly, she felt him push his finger up into her vagina.
She gasped with a mix of surprise and pleasure as his finger entered her, then moaned out loud. Her son pulled his finger out and pushed it in again, repeating his actions making the pussy juice pour out onto his hand.
"Make sure it gets wet" she moaned as she felt him push his finger in and out, knowing very well it was already covered in juices.
This was not what she had in mind. She did not mean for her son to finger fuck her cunt. But she could not bring herself to end the action. Instead, she moaned out loud as he continued with the motion, making her cunt throb in ecstasy. He was obviously enjoying this. Perhaps she could allow him to do this if he wanted, it did not hurt anyone, she thought to herself. So she allowed him to continue.
As he continued to finger fuck her, the feeling of her son's wet finger sliding in and out of her dripping wet cunt intensified. In just a few minutes, it became too much for her and she began to groan out loud.
Her son could see that he was doing something that pleased his mother and continued his activity, repeatedly penetrating her vagina. So she moaned loudly and groaned, "oh yes, oh James, oh yes James". She moved her ass in sync with her son's movement, intensifying the penetration.
She was about to cum. She knew it. What would she do? She could not cum on her son's finger. Right? A mother cumming as her own son is finger fucking her? No, there had to be a limit.
Besides, the only reason he was inside her cunt in the first place was to wet his finger. He was supposed to be in her asshole.
She was almost to horny to speak, but managed to groan "It's enough, James. It's wet now" she grabbed her ass cheeks and spread them apart. "Put it into my asshole. Now."
He followed his mother's orders, pulled out his finger and put it back onto her anal opening.
He pressed against it, and this time it slid in with ease. The finger was completely covered in juices, and the asshole immediately accepted the finger, almost sucking it inside.
As she felt his finger, her body arched her back, and she groaned in pleasure. "Yesss, it's in... James, you're really doing a good job. You got it inside. That's very good. Yes, that's it. Push it in there. Ah yes!"
James kept in time with his mother's movements. He was pressing his finger as deep as he could into his mother's ass, and she was feeling it slide around in there. She was moaning again, "This is it, James. Keep it there now, baby!"
She looked back at her son, and she could see the pleasure in his face. "Oh yes! James, that's my sweet boy. Mom's cumming!" She moaned loudly and closed her eyes, breathing heavily.
She started to cum. Her asshole immediately tightened around his finger, locking it in place. Her cunt started to twitch, her body shook as she held on tightly to her son's finger, cumming. James watched his mother cum. He his mother orgasm, and watched her muscles tighten around his finger, still feeling the hot wetness of his mother's juices.
His mother was still moaning, and she was coming down from her peak. She began to fall back into herself. Her asshole had released its grip on her son's finger and allowed it to slide out of her body. She was completely relaxed, and allowed herself to lay down onto the carpet.
Her own son's finger in her cunt and then asshole had made her cum. She did not want to think about it that way, but it was undeniable. And she liked it. She had so much love for her son, her man, and the connection they just had created made her full of passion and lust.
As her breathing returned to normal, she became aware of her sons erect penis again, rising above her. It looked like it has swollen up even more. Sure, watching a woman orgasm must be exciting for a man, she thought, but his own mother?
His rock-hard cock, the excitement in his eyes--he looked like he was ready to fill her up with cum. He was looking at her breasts again, as if he wanted to suck on them
She felt her cunt contract, waking up with desire. Although just cumming, she realized she was far from done.
"James?" she said "Would you help me to the bedroom?"
He leaned down and helped her up. They walked out of the bathroom, passing through the house naked together, all the while keeping their bodies in contact, his erect dick brushing against her, and her breasts brushing against him.
As they approached the bedroom door, she said "Come in here with me. I want to show you something." They stepped over the threshold and she closed the door behind them.
"You have already seen me naked, James. Your finger has already been inside me," she said.
"Yes, mom." His cock was still hard.
"Now I would like to try something. Hear me out, and don't be shocked!" she said.
His eyes were wide as he looked at her in worry and anticipation.
"I would like you to suck on my nipples." she bluntly said.
"What?" He was surprised by the offer.
"I would like you to suck my tits, baby."
His cock was throbbing but he could still not believe what he was hearing "Why do you want that, mom? I mean, I am your son."
"Well, if anyone should suck on my nipples, it should be my son, right?" she said with a smile. He smiled back. She felt her juices flowing from her vagina, but did nothing to hide it.
"Come here," she said and grabbed his hand, leading him towards the large bed. She sat down into the bed and patted her lap. "Lay down here."
He did as she said. "Now, you are to suck my nipples, understand?" she said. "You will put your mouth here. Like this."
She grabbed her boob and directed the nipple towards the mouth of her son who had his head on her lap.
As he placed his mouth onto the nipple, it was like a shock of electricity went through her body. She felt how her pussy almost squirted out juice from excitement, and felt a strong desire to orgasm again. He gently started sucking on the nipple. As he did, she ran her hands through his hair.
He held one hand onto the other breast, squeezing it, almost as if he want to make sure it was real. As if he wanted to make sure the experience was real.
"Hmm, I can tell you like it. You like the taste of my breast, don't you, baby?" she said.
"Yes, mom. I like it," he said.
She moved her hand to the side of his head and stroked his cheek and hair. His hand was around her back, hugging her as he sucked.
"Thank you, James. You do very well on the nipples. Thank you for doing this for me."
As his tongue touched the sensitive flesh, she closed her eyes in pleasure. Her breath quickened.
Her juices continued to build up. She looked down, and her wetness were running down her leg, dripping onto her white cotton dress.
Her idea had not been this. She just wanted to feel what it was like to have her son suck on her breast. But her desire to cum was too strong.
Slowly, she moved her hand down under the head of her son, who was busy sucking on his mothers boob. She slowly moved the hand closer to her vagina, placing a finger on the clitoris. All the pussy was soaking wet. At first, she did not want to make it too obvious what she was doing--that is, masturbating all while her own son sucks on her nipple. But after just a few touches, her lust once again took control, and she started to quickly and furiously rubbing her clitoris.
She was horny and determined. She would cum, rubbing her pussy while her son was munching on her tit. The thought and the sensations made the process fast.
With her index finger still rubbing her clit, she shoved two fingers up her vagina, and grabbed her sons head tightly with the other hand, pressing him against her breast. Then she came. She could still feel her son's tongue playing with her nipple as her pussy contracted, and her body shook in spasms.
She laid down on her back as the orgasm begun to fade out. Her son climbed up beside her, laying down next to her.
"Your boobs taste so good, mom. I feel like I belong being there, sucking on your nipples."
"You do, James. You belong sucking on your mother's nipples."
James smiled, and his mother smiled back, kissing him on the forehead.
"Can I ask you a question, mom?"
"Sure, sweetie. Shoot."
"You and dad...how...how did you...how did you..."
"You mean, how did we fuck?"