Author's Note
I'm not sure if this story will continue beyond Chapter 9. I am working with some ideas for it to continue but so far I am not particularly happy with the result. If I'm not satisfied with it I will not subject my readers to it.
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Inside her bedroom, she didn't bother to close the door. She came to me and we kissed. I felt the warm softness of her body against mine. I ran my hands up and down her back as we kissed feeling the warm suppleness of her flesh. I let my hands roam freely over her ass enjoying the soft firmness of her hips pulling her against me showing her my hardness demonstrating my desire for her.
I brought my hand to her breast again and began kneading the soft warm flesh playing with her nipple. I soon included both breasts and nipples. I stepped back long enough to slide the straps of her nightgown off her shoulders and arms. I drew the fabric below her breasts and for the first time saw them close and bare. The view was much more impressive than it had been through the shower door.
I touched her bare breast for the first time in the many years since I had nursed from her. I kissed her breasts and sucked at her nipples again and was delighted to hear her moan and sigh as I did.
"Oh, Jeff," she moaned, "That feels so good."
I felt her hand moving over my chest, my back, my hips and finally she brought it between us and took hold of my hard on again stroking me gently this time. I moaned at her handling me like that.
I moved us back toward her bed. I stopped and pulled the covers back exposing the clean white sheet. I led her to the bed and lay her down looking at her naked to the waist. Her breasts were firm for their size and age flattening a little as she lay on her back.
"God, you're beautiful," I breathed not realizing I had said it aloud.
"Thank you, Jeff. A woman always likes to think she is appreciated."
"Appreciated doesn't begin to say it, Mom," I responded.
I took off my T-shirt before lying down with her. Before I got on the bed she said, "Why don't you take off the shorts, too. They must be uncomfortable."
I removed my shorts and under wear and stood naked briefly before lying beside her. Her eyes went from my face to my crotch and back to my face. I saw her smile.
I leaned over and kissed her again and flinched slightly as I felt her hand grasp my hard dick and begin stroking lightly.
"I'd almost forgotten how it good feels to touch a man," she said quietly.
"Be careful, Mom. I'm really close already."
Suddenly I realized I did not have any condoms. I'd never needed them with Eve but I was pretty sure Mom was still fertile.
"Mom, I don't have any condoms," I told her.
"That's okay, honey, we won't need them. Remember I told you I had discussed things with Eve? Well, she advised me to get some birth control so it wouldn't be a problem. I've been taking them for a couple of months now."
"You decided to do this that long ago?" I asked surprised.
"No, I only made this decision a few days ago. But Eve suggested it would be a good thing to do when I decided to have sex again. It doesn't cost that much and is not a real inconvenience, so I did it.
"I want to enjoy you bareback without the worry of getting pregnant. It always felt so much better without a condom I just wanted to feel the full pleasure when it happened again."
I kissed her lips then her breasts again. As I kissed and sucked at her nipples, I pushed her gown down over her hips and off. She lifted her hips to let the gown slide off. I sat up long enough to remove it and put it aside.
I returned to kissing her breasts and let my hands wander over her body caressing and massaging lightly as I went. I marveled at the smoothness of her legs and her body. The warmth was exhilarating, the supple softness arousing.
As I moved my hand down her belly and over her panties, I felt her move as she parted her legs inviting my hand into the warmth between. I felt the soft curve of her lower body as my hand traced a path down and over her panty covered pussy. She sighed as she felt my hand invade her most intimate and private spot.
After massaging her mound and caressing her pussy, I moved my hand back up to the skin of her stomach and slipped my fingers beneath the fabric of her panties. My fingers found the edge of her bush and moved down enjoying the sensations of touching her pussy hair. As I moved farther down, the panties tightened between her legs.
I moved my hand back up and began pushing down on the waist of her panties. Again she lifted so I could remove them. I slipped them down her legs and off. As my face approached her pussy, I could smell her scent of arousal. She smelled wonderful. Nothing in my experience smells quite so nice as a healthy aroused woman.
I lay beside her again kissing her and sucking at her breasts as my hand moved between her legs again to cup and knead her pussy lips. The warmth was incredible. Finally, I pressed a finger against her slit and felt the warmth and wetness beneath as her lips enveloped my finger. I pressed my finger against her clit and stroked gently eliciting a strong sigh followed by a definite moan and a slight thrust of her pussy toward my intruding finger.
I slipped a finger into her warm wet pussy and savored the marvelous sensation. I stroked her slowly and gently a few times and then slipped a second finger into her eliciting yet another moan and a thrust of her hips.
We continued playing with one another for some time heightening our arousal as we went.
Finally I said softly, "Mom, I want to eat you."
She looked at me as if surprised.
In response, I said again, "Mom, I want to eat your pussy. Have you had that done before?"
"Yes, but not for a long time. Are you sure, sweetheart? Maybe I should have shaved for you," the last a rather more quietly.
"Absolutely! I was never more sure of anything in my life.
Suddenly her last words penetrated my consciousness and I looked at her surprised.
"Why would you shave your pussy, Mom?" I asked incredulously.
"When Eve and I talked, the subject came up. I guess women today shave their pubic hair off so they're nice and smooth down there. Apparently men like it hair free especially if they intend to do oral sex on a woman."
"Mom, I had a couple of girlfriends in college who shaved. I didn't care for it. I find a woman with pussy hair much more attractive. I'm glad you didn't! As I once heard someone say, 'nature's dental floss'.
"Did you ever shave for Dad?"
She looked at me for a second as though startled at my question but said, "No, Jeff, he didn't want me to."
She smiled as if to say, '
Like father, like son.
'
I moved down the bed and as I moved into position, she spread her legs to allow me room. I looked at her pussy for the first time closely. Her lips were smooth and had a moderate covering of hair while her mound had a lush, thick covering of curly hair almost completely obscuring the skin beneath. Decidedly thicker than Eve's bush. They were slightly spread perhaps from her arousal or from the position of her legs separated as they were but I thought her pussy was lovely.
"What a beautiful pussy," I said admiringly.
I leaned down and kissed her bush enjoying the texture against my lips and face. I repeated kisses across her bush to her lips. As I kissed my way down her lips, I used my tongue to separate them and taste the honey moistening the petals of her delicate flower.
She tasted as wonderful as Eve. Her aroma was intoxicating. I proceeded to lick her with a variety of movements and was very happy to get the response I did. She moaned almost constantly as I ate her. She flinched uncontrollably when I sucked her clit into my mouth and tormented it with my tongue.
Suddenly she came intensely gripping my head with her thighs, her legs stiffening and squeezing me. I continued to flick my tongue against her as she came. As her orgasm passed, she pulled away. I looked up at her with a question in my eyes.
"Wait a minute, sweetheart," she said smiling. "I'm too sensitive right now for more of that tongue of yours."
I moved up beside her and held her to me. As she turned to face me, we kissed passionately. She seemed not bothered at all with her taste on my lips as we kissed.
I allowed my hands to wander and enjoy the soft warm smoothness of her skin. I began caressing her gently again and let the caresses intensify as she responded and returned my caresses.
Our caresses and kisses became more passionate. I let my hand wander between her legs again and was pleased when her legs opened inviting my advance once again. I found her very wet and slick with her lubrication. As I stroked and probed her pussy, she moaned and sighed her pleasure for me moving her hips in response as she grew more aroused.