Mom's pussy was wet with her fluids and she needed a trim but, damn I was thrilled. I loved the taste of her and lapped her juices as she sucked on my cock. I'd only had one blow job before and it was good, but she dumped me a few days later. But this, this was incredible! I tried to focus on eating her, running my tongue the length of her slit and even trying to probe her oozing hole as far as I could. I worked my hands around until I could reach her pussy and held her lips apart. I found her clit and began teasing it, flicking my tongue across it. Mom was humming as she sucked. Damn this was great!
I licked her pussy all over and sucked on her lips, then went back to teasing her clit. Mom was rocking her hips, grinding her pussy against my face. I was getting drenched in her juices and loving every bit of it. God it seemed like hours though I know it wasn't.
"Casey, suck gently on my clit."
I pinned her clit in my lips and started light and gentle sucking. Mom started groaning. I had seen a few clits in porn, tiny little nubs bashfully peeking out from under their hoods. Not so with Mom. Her clit was big and bold, somewhere between a pencil eraser and a mini marshmallow, and it protruded from her hood quite a ways. As I sucked on it her juices flowed more freely and her noises grew louder. Suddenly Mom rose up and got off of me.
"Here, kneel here." she said as she dropped a pillow on the floor at the side of the bed.
I did and she sat on the bed in front of me, leaned back and spread her legs. I leaned in and started licking up her delicious juices, my hands caressing her legs. I glanced up and saw Mom had shoved a couple of pillows under her head so she could watch me. Our eye locked again and I felt like I was looking into her soul. Mom's tits had splayed out to the sides and I paused a moment.
"Play with those tits Mom. Squeeze them and play with your nipples. You've got such beautiful tits Mom. All the boys in school talked about them. I loved every bit of them I could see and dreamed about them for years and years."
Mom used her arms to lift them and hold them on top of her chest, each hand reaching across to the opposite breast and squeezing them. I watched as she tugged on them and played with her nipples.
"Oh god Casey, you used to nurse on these, and I thought I was crazy for enjoying it."
I went back to licking her juices.
"Geez Mom you taste so sweet and delicious. I love it!"
"Ohhhhh..."
"So good, so good, mmmmmmm..." I mumbled before once again focusing on her big clit.
I glanced up at her and her eyes were shut tight and her mouth hung open. She was squeezing her tits so hard I thought it had to hurt. She must be really close. On a whim I slid my right thumb into her pussy. Mom's back arched and she cried out.
"FUUUUCKKKKK! I'M CUMMING! GAAAAAAAHHHHH!! AHHHHH, AHHHH, AHHHH!"
Her pussy was clenching my thumb and a flood of juices gushed and squirted past it and onto my waiting tongue. Mom's ample body shook violently with the orgasm and she squeezed my head between her thick thighs. I struggled to breathe until she released me. I could see that she was still cumming as her body trembled and her eyes were still tightly shut. My cock was hard again from all of this and I shoved it into her dripping pussy quickly. Mom's eyes flew open wide and she gasped. I could feel her pussy spasming and clenching my cock. I started fucking her and she stared deep into my eyes. She was beyond speech, only gasps and groans came from her. Soon tears formed in her eyes and flowed freely down from the corners. In a few minutes she was sobbing. Through it all we never broke eye contact. We were being welded into one being. I grabbed her tits and she gripped my shoulders Finally she spoke.
"I love you."
I cried out and pulled my cock from her and sprayed my load onto her. Thick ropes of cum splattered her tits and belly over and over. Finally drained I stumbled forward and lay next to her.
"I love you too Mom."
"I see," she giggled as she fingered the cum on her belly.
I watched as she lifted her breasts to her mouth and licked the cum off. She smiled at me and then got up.
"Come on, we need a shower."
Mom and I showered together. The first of many. I lathered up the loofa and washed her thoroughly, then she washed me. I paid particular attention to her tits, pussy, and ass which caused her to laugh. She lathered up her hands and stroked my cock until I was clean enough to satisfy her. After drying off she put on a silky robe, I grabbed gym shorts and we went into the kitchen and ate some leftover pizza.
"So where do we go from here?" Mom asked.
"Well if you mean today, back to bed. If you mean the future, I'd say we keep on doing what we've always done. We just start sleeping in the same bed and live happier lives."
"So simple huh?"
"Mom, don't make it more complicated than it has to be. Break it down to the simplest math."
"Seems I've heard that before..."
"Your advice to me is now my advice to you."
"Okay mister wise guy, but what changes do we make here at home and what ground rules do we follow?"
I chewed on my pizza and thought carefully. This was important and Mom needed to see that I was mature enough to make this work. That I wasn't just in it for the sex, but that I truly cared.
"Well we have a secret we can never allow anyone to know is obvious so, no public displays of affection out of normal. We keep the kissing and touching out of sight. But here at home we can be free to relax and modesty is not an issue."
"You mean you want me to wander around the house naked."
"Sure," I said, "but you're free to wear as little or as much as you want. If you want to wear a nightie or just a T-shirt, you don't have to worry about me getting a glimpse of titty or pussy. If you wanna go nude, go nude. I know I plan to."
"Figures..." Mom replied.
"As for rules, well rule one is simple. Sex is consensual and voluntary. No expectations or demands."
"Wow Casey, you surprise me. That is absolutely true but I wasn't expecting you to say it."
"Geez Mom, I'm not just looking at you as a fuck toy, you are the woman I love with all my heart and I want this to work."
Mom smiled and sniffed as she patted my hand.
"Rule two is that we are both free to date but we don't screw anyone else without discussing it."
Mom nodded, "Smart, okay. Rule three is that we make sure both beds get used so no visitors get ideas."
I laughed, and Mom continued,
"Rule four is that we ask before grabbing and groping, spontaneous caressing is fine but respect is important. Part of that is that we need to discuss our likes, dislikes, and boundaries."
"Right," I said. "And rule five is that you honestly start taking better care of yourself. Diet if you want, but get your hair changed and get that bush trimmed."
"Oh really? Well how about we make rule five that we both take better care of ourselves and each other? You spend far too much time online and could use some exercise too!"
"It's a deal."
"Mom will you teach me more about sex? Not just positions and stuff, but maybe some kinky stuff too?"
"Kinky?"
"Well yeah. We were were fucking and you pretended to fight back, and you seem really hooked on the whole naughty mommy thing."
Mom sat and stared at her pizza for a minute. Finally she sighed and picked it up.
"Casey, this slice of pizza is what I was once, whole and complete. But I yearned to be completed, consumed by someone who loved my flavor. Instead some guy said I looked delicious and took a big bite..." She bit deeply into it, chewed and swallowed. "Now I'm the same pizza but I've lost something. Something that I'll never get back. People see a big hunk of pizza with an ugly bite out of it. But what no one has seen is the many ingredients and the complex flavor of the pizza..."
"I do."
She looked at me, kinda sad. "No, you see the toppings. There are many ingredients you don't see unless you make the pizza. And there are many things that have happened to make me the way I am." She laid the pizza back on her plate and toyed with the toppings. "After your father found out I was pregnant he left, joined the Air Force I heard, just ran away. I've heard that he might be dead, killed overseas. I dunno. Anyway, my dad was of the opinion that I was a slut and treated me that way. He felt that if I was going to live with him, under his roof, well I had to put out. My dad couldn't fuck me because I was pregnant but he did grope me and I learned how to give him hand jobs and blow jobs."
I was shocked. I had never suspected anything like this had happened to her. Tears began to run down her cheeks but she remained composed as she continued.
"I discovered then that my mother grew up in an incestuous household and had no problem with this. It was justice for giving my virginity to an outsider she said once. In fact she made me please her as well. If I'm being truthful I have to admit that I actually like that part. She could be very gentle and loving when we were alone. She was dominant though and loved to make me lie with them as they fucked, showing me how I was going to please him after the baby. That was why I left. A few weeks after you were born, I took a bus and never looked back. That is why they are not a part of our lives. And it is probably part of the reason I lusted for you for these last few years and finally gave in to my desires."
