My mind raced! Instinctively, my tongue reached out, rolled the stiffening nipple in small circles, coating the hardening nub in the cool air. Mom's hand grasp her tit, squeezing, extending the flesh upwards. "Yes Baby," she half groaned.
I backed the step to my bed, pulling Mom along by the nipple, my hand reaching out to reach her backside. I pulled gently, moving her forward. She followed easily, her hands sliding along my shoulders, fingers sliding into my hair, pulling my face tighter against her breast. As my face sunk into the tit, my tongue darted out, pushing her hard nipple inwards, running the tip of my tongue into her soft flesh. Quickly, I drew my tongue in, her nipple jumped between my teeth, hard, but with a pliable softness that was grabbed by my teeth. Holding her nipple, my tongue danced over the skin, mashing it against the inside of my teeth. I nipped a little harder. Mom grimaced, then groaned with more desire. "You like Momma's tit Baby?" she inquired. I groaned, sucking the flesh deeper into my mouth.
I sat down on my bed. Now tit level, I hungrily suckled her tit. I reached to her other hanging globe, running my thumb over the stiffened nipple. I pulled her tit flesh to my mouth. With her nipples touching, I sucked both into my mouth, biting down firmly on the soft flesh. My tongue, my lips, my teeth, tugged, pulled, and rolled each nipple over in my mouth as my hands forced her tits together. Mom was caressing my head, my shoulders.
My hand slid down her torso, quickly finding her wet slit. Without hesitating, I slid my fingers along her slit, forcing my hand between her lips. Wetness covered my hand. Mom's legs parted slightly. As my hand slid between her legs, my thumb jumped into her hole. I jammed it up into her body, grinding it deep. I thrust in and out quickly. Mom's breath rushed from her body, her legs buckled slightly, trying to capture more between her legs. I twisted her around me, pushing her body back against the bed. I thrust my thumb deep, grinding, thrusting into her wetness. Mom quickly fell back on my bed. Without missing a thrust, I moved to her, lowering my head to her stomach. I trailed kisses on her tummy, moving lower. My hand continued thrusts into her sex. I could smell her, her musky aroma. My hand was slick with her juices.
Her pink clit was engorged, sticking from between her lips. I moved my remaining hand to her mound, pulling her clit between my thumb and index finger. I rubbed it between my digits, tugging, pulling, massaging. Releasing her clit, I moved forward. My tongue extended, reaching out to touch her clit. Her breathing stopped. My tongue flicked the extended clit back and forth quickly. I attacked her mound, sucking the hardening clit into my mouth. A muffled scream emanated from my mom, piercing the silence of the room. Nothing but lust filled my thoughts. I hungered for her sex! I needed to make her cum! I lost all cognizant thought. I assaulted her clit, holding it firmly between my teeth, flicking it back and forth with my tongue. I would bite firmly, hold, pulling it, tugging it from her body. My tongue mashed it, rolled it back and forth against the firmness of my teeth. I rotated my thumb deep into her cunt. I fucked her body hard.
Pulling off her, extricating my thumb from her hole, I coaxed her up on my bed, length wise. I hesitated, noticing her beauty. Firm for her age, her ample tits stood high on her chest. Her nipples rigid, her hands slid over her hips, over her waist, up her sides to gently cover her tits, pushing them flat, rolling the nipples under her palms. She watched me, her eyes blazing holes into my body. My cock regained life, filling with a semi-hardness that invited more. I moved over her body, my knees beside her head. I placed my growing cock over her nose, touching her lips with its' head. Her tongue reached out, gently caressing its' head. Tilting her head, she opened her mouth, sucking its' head into her mouth. I arched forward, driving more cock into her mouth. I leaned quickly to her mound. Reaching around her hips, I cupped her ass, lifting her crotch upwards, tilting her hips to open her legs, open her sex to me.
I blew cool air over her wetness. Her clit, standing red, engorged, and proud invited me to lunch. I leaned to her, pulling her hips upwards to meet me, sucked her clit into my waiting mouth. I drove my face hard down on her, moving to spread her lips, sucking her deep. I started head thrusts up and down on her clit, pulling it firmly from her body, then driving head back down, grinding my lips and chin into her body. I sucked her clit deep, my tongue running circles over her clit, my teeth gently raking her skin. I wanted her clit!
My fingertips found her wet hole. Gently, I spread her lips open. My fingers played, rimming her hole, first one, then another finger darting knuckle deep into her wetness. Reaming her hole, my finger would escape as the other darted in, repeating the reaming. Suddenly, two fingers darted, penetrating her wetness. I suck her clit hard. My fingers arched in, darted out, arched back into her hole. Stopping movement, I spread my fingers, reaming her hole wider, firmer. I pressed my fingers deeper into her body. Her hips thrust to meet me, flexing, lifting, grinding against my fingers, face. Involuntary humps of her hips came with grunts. Her legs lifted upwards, spreading wide. Her crotch was mine for the taking. I drove my fingers deep! I sucked her clit faster, driving it hard against my teeth, hammering the sensitive organ over and over. Her body responded.
No longer were we mother and son. We were passionate male and female. We were lost in our desires. Nothing but lust filled our thoughts. We were having sex. Powerful, pure, lustful sex. I drove my hips forward, grinding every inch of my cock into her mouth and throat. Grunting, groaning, we lost ourselves in our sex. I assaulted her clit and hole, hammering her soft, yielding body.
Her orgasm approached. Her hips lifted up off the bed, forcing them high, hard into my face. Mom's breathing was ragged, labored. Her hips jumped spasmodically. Her breathing grew very quick, shallow, as her orgasm approached. She pulled my cock out of her mouth. Catching her breath, she bit my thigh firmly, pulling my flesh hard against her face. Rapid bursts of breath, her hips arched, holding high above the bed, driving her cunt to my mouth. A guttural scream started low, grew loader and loader until she erupted into orgasm. Her body jumped high, her hand snaked behind my head, pushing my face down to her hole. I licked around my fingers as I pumped them in and out of her body. Thrusting hard, I jammed them deep and stopped movement. My tongue gently, softly played between her lips, tracing from her hole to her clit. I suckled her clit, then returned to her hole.
Mom's breathing grew more normal. Regaining composure, she caressed my hip and back. "Baby, fuck me!" mom commanded, the urgency echoing in her voice. I quickly turned my body around, bouncing on the bed as I thrust my legs down beside her body. My hand reached to her mound, my fingers sliding into her slit, my knuckle passing over her clit, mashing it into her flesh. I snaked my middle two fingers into her body, penetrating swiftly. I drove them deep, her body arching to capture them, the air rushing from her lungs. Her hips rose up, legs, thighs spreading gently, opening to me. She half turned her body to me, her tits mashing against my chest. Her hand reached down, pulling my hand hard against her body. Her fingers traced the backs of my hand, dipping ever so slightly between her lips with me. I thrust hard into her. Breathing stopped, she threw her head backwards, her long, soft throat exposed, I leaned to grab her flesh between my teeth. I groaned as I gently bit into her flesh, holding it firmly, softly. My desire stiffened my already engorged cock.