Together they rested, mother and son, with Cole's manhood fully sealing the long, saturated entrance to her womb as Kim's cervix lay awash in his sperm. Kim soaked in the feelings; there were so many of them. The warmth of his body pressed into hers, his head resting just to the right of her breast, so swollen and sensitive from his hungry mouth pulling and pushing it into submission. Cole was so quiet and motionless against her. She closed her eyes and tried to feel where her labia stopped and his scrotum began. Everything was connected as one.
Feeling Cole relax in her arms, she was aware of how much work his lovemaking took, but how easily and naturally he fell into it with her. How well he listened, how careful he was to give her pleasure while listening and taking her instructions in, and fuck-o-holy-hell-almighty, how deeply he pleasured her. Kim smiled at the thought, and her vaginal walls slightly contracted in response, stirring Cole from his near-slumber.
"I guess we should get up, huh?" He sleepily spoke. "Are you o.k.?"
"Cole, honey, I am as good as I've ever been. That was really, really nice, and quite frankly, Mommy needed that a lot." He was talking into her breast, but she felt his smile in response to her words.
Cole began to lift himself up, slightly withdrawing his now-flaccid erection from her depths. "Nuh-uh. Stop, young man." Cole froze. "What?"
"Mommy needs something else, Cole, o.k.?" and she pressed her hands into his ass to direct him back down on top of her. He slowly sank down, forcing his cock and balls back into place, albeit limply so.
"Uh...o.k., Mom. What?"
"Well, sweetie, since you're learning so much lately, I, ummmm...I need you to learn something else about Mommy, o.k., and now is the exact time and place for it."
Cole's eyes were questioning her, now in the full-on daylight of a still-early Saturday morning. Surely she wasn't ready for yet another round, was she? His cock bulged slightly, but being so well spent and so recently, it was only a half-gesture of readiness.
"Roll over, sweety, with me on top of you like this." Cole's legs snuck between his mother's and easily pulled her up and over, her legs splaying to either side as she kept him snug inside her, her ass now pressing down on the loose balls that were pressed between his thighs and her crack.
"Cole, dear, you need to stay exactly as you are right now, o.k.? Don't move a muscle, and just let Mommy do this." As she spoke those words, Kim lifted her torso up, allowing Cole's spent muscle to softly depart, landing on his stomach. No longer erect, his manhood stretched a good 6-7 inches up his groin and rested just to his left side now.
As Kim looked down, she could see it was slick and wet, and her pulse quickened slightly. She knew what was coming next. She squeezed her abdomen tight, constricting her ass muscles, and watched as the first of a long stream of his sperm combined with her lubrication slowly oozed out, coating her labia, then descended down, falling softly into the space where the root of his cock met his balls.
Another squeeze, and another long stream exited. Another, and though it was less, she placed her gaping pussy lips onto his balls and pushed down, watching the clear fluid press out from him and her as her lips slid open around his ball sac.
Cole was watching this as well. "You see, Cole, mommy likes what she likes, and one of the things I like, oh, so much, is how you taste." She pushed herself down the bed, trapping Cole's legs tightly inside hers, keeping the significant pool of their combined cum either on his cock, on top of his balls, or now, sliding around and off of them onto his thighs.
"So yummy, Cole." Kim lowered her head to the tip of his cock, and with a quick slurp, sucked it easily into her mouth. She kept her lips sealed tightly around it as she drew in its length, pressing the thick cum downward to his ball sac in the process.
Her chin resting just above his testicles now, she released his flaccid penis back to his torso. "Mommy loves cum, Cole. Mommy loves YOUR cum, baby. You need to let me clean you up properly." Kim moved her head slightly to the right, dropping it into the creaminess flowing over her son's balls and onto his thigh there, her tongue lapping the precious fluid as her lips closed and slurped it up, every drop.
Swallowing and humming so Cole could hear her, she quickly moved to his right side, doing the same there, and satisfied that she had things under control, cocked her head a bit to the left, angling her open mouth to Cole's right nut sack, amply coated with the thick cream.
Cole's breathing was shallow, his hands now entwined with his mother's as she opened her lips wide and gently sucked his right sac into her mouth, simultaneously capturing the cum and tonguing him clean in the process. Kim cooed through it all, and Cole groaned his satisfaction at the tender, warm caresses of her tongue.
Not releasing his egg from her mouth, she swallowed again. "So much cum for me, Cole. I love it." She pulled upwards slightly, and her son's glutes contracted to push him into the air and follow her, the pleasure just on the edge of pain, but oh, so wickedly erotic. Kim relented, allowing that orb to slip free, and quickly moved to his left side to perform the same tender but un-motherly act of nearly swallowing his cum-coated ball sac as she cleaned him thoroughly.
With a set of smoky eyes, she looked at her son past his manhood, his abdomen, and his chest, and swallowed what was a substantial amount of their combined juices. Without blinking and without breaking eye contact, she slowly crawled up Cole's trunk until her lips were only millimeters away from his.
Her voice was a whisper on Cole's lips. "I like your cum, Cole. A lot." The mother lowered her lips to his in a soft, long, wet kiss. Cole could taste their combined sex on hers, and his tongue eagerly returned to hers in between the sticky kisses.
Looking down, she saw that Cole's erection was steadily gaining ground. "Easy, Tiger." She warned him. "We really do need to get moving, or we're both going to have a lot to explain to your sister if she catches us here like this."
"Oh. Fuck. O.k., Mom." Cole didn't want to, but they both exited the bed and dressed, he in his shorts and usual T-shirt; she in the silk nighty, now clearly soiled with the results of their lovemaking.
"I'm going to change into something a bit more, um, appropriate. You need to get in the shower, okay?" They parted ways, and 30 minutes later, Kim was in the kitchen in her boy shorts and loose-fitting T-shirt, standard for any Saturday morning.
Chloe was the first down the hallway. "Morning, Mom!" It was 9:20. The smell of pancakes and eggs flooded the kitchen, and Chloe dug right in, plate and fork in hand. "Thanks for making breakfast." She sat at the kitchen island on the living room side, facing the kitchen, the large bay windows to the yard at her back as the morning light streamed in.
Cole entered not 2 minutes later, fresh out of the shower, and walked past his mother flipping pancakes in front of Chloe as he reached for the coffee pot.
"Morning, Sunshines.". Kim averted her eyes, but Chloe lit up.
"Good morning, little brother." She liked to chide him such, reminding him that she was still the older sister.
Chloe's eyes were on her plate, but she asked it anyways. "By the way, Mom, where were you last night? I stopped by your room to let you know I was home, but your bed was made, and you weren't in it."
