Summary of the previous chapters: After their wedding Mom and Dad were happy couple. Years later Dad suffered a head concussion at work and lost his job. He got compensated handsomely but began drinking and gambling, and after 2 years Mom divorced him. Despite keeping all the settlement money to himself, he started appearing in our house to beg for more money, until I threatened him with restraining order and changed the door lock. Subsequently the bond between Mom and I strengthened and later turned into an intimate relationship. I learned Mom craved a lot of sex, on occasions the rougher kind, likely due to years of abstinence. Later we traveled to Granada, Spain.
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The following morning Mom woke up early and dressed for a long walk. I watched her with my eyes half open and joked, "Why are you already prepared to go? Were you afraid I'd take advantage of your voluptuous body again?"
"I didn't want to be tired when strolling through Alhambra. I've read it's a large complex, and it will take us at least 3 hours to see all the interesting parts of this fortress-palace."
"I get the message. You want to start moving soon."
"The recommendation is to begin as early as possible. The largest crowd attends the place between 11 and 3."
I wore a comfortable shirt, jeans, and walking shoes. I brushed my teeth, combed my hair, and was ready to go reminding Mom we hadn't had breakfast yet. She laughed, "Lazy boy, I prepared 2 cheese and ham sandwiches. We can eat them on the way. No coffee but I found a bottle of orange juice in the fridge. We'll have a better meal after leaving Alhambra."
"The sandwich will suffice for only 2 hours. If I am hungry in the palace, they better have a place to eat or I'll eat you..."
She grinned, "You munched on my body before, and it felt good but I think in Alhambra, sexual activities are not allowed."
"I'll eat one of your tits then."
Mom laughed, and began singing No Milk Today by Herman's Hermits.
The drive to the place took almost half an hour. There was a large public parking. I marked our space and we walked in. After a long wait to buy tickets and standing in line by the gate, we got inside. Mom and I were amazed at the sights. Everything was magnificent: The architecture, the decorations, and the gardens. Nasrid Palaces were built by the Muslim Arabs who controlled Granada at the time. The breathtaking arches, columns, and delicate carvings everywhere were very impressive. After defeating the Moors, the Castilian monarchs Ferdinand and Isabella lived there, though their influence on the architecture was minimal. I shot many pictures inside. We skipped the Alcazaba the fortress, and went to the Generalife, the famous gardens. The bushes and trees were meticulously trimmed, and the walk among the lush vegetations was very pleasant.
I became hungry. After 3.5 hours we left the beautiful place and lunched at a small family restaurant. The food was OK, and the break from spending long hours on our legs was a relief for Mom. I could see it on her face, and I made sure to stay in the restaurant for a full hour before driving back to our hotel.
Both of us slept for 2 hours before I was awakened by a noise outside the room. Several guests were singing not far from our window. Mom was still asleep. I peeked through the window and noticed the sun was in the far west. As I returned to bed, I heard Mom mumbling, "Honey, what would you like to do now?"
I gazed at her. She was on her back with her arms folded behind her head. Mom had a blouse on, but it was unbuttoned all the way, exposing her jugs to my hungry eyes. She had a smug smile on her face.
I blurted, "What the fuck, Mom?"
She giggled, "It was only an idea, but we don't have to..." and her fingers began buttoning her blouse.
I jumped into bed and stopped her, "Lady you are not! My brain saw the red flag and my dick got the message. It started growing and there is only one way to take care of it: Fuck the temptress."
"Darling, you don't have to do it. I can dress up, and you can jack off in the bathroom."
"You'll pay for seducing me."
"Sorry, I don't have much money."
As we silly-talked, I removed my clothes and my half mast penis got fresh air. Mom licked her lips and said in a lusty voice, "I like. I like your buddy very much. Enough with the jokes. Show me what you can do with your beast."
"Any particular position?"
"I'll make you a deal: You can titfuck me if afterward, you'll shove it where it belongs and send me to heaven."
"Sounds good to me."
My rod reacted favorably to the idea of spending quality time in the pretty valley between Mom's mounds. It reached for the sky before my body hit the bed.
I was on my knees on both sides of her chest and pushed my pole down. Mom smiled and pressed her orbs together, trapping my organ in between. I started moving back and forth feeling her smooth tits rubbing against it. I accelerated my movements, and Mom began squeezing her tits one against the other, moving them in a circular way to increase the friction. Watching her fingers tweak her breasts as my cock played hide and seek, disappearing and then reappearing above her creamy mammaries was too much. I whispered, "Mom, I am cumming..." And then I started spasming. The first jet landed on her chin and neck. She bent her neck and engulfed the mushroomed head with her full lips. The next 4 jets were captured by her experienced mouth. My climax subsided after that and I moved back.
Mom gazed at me lovingly and swallowed my load. Then she collected with her forefinger the sperm that landed on her upper body, inserted it into her mouth, closed her eyes and sucked on it with a loud moan. The sexy gesture was a sight to be seen!
I wasn't the only one who thought so: my buddy felt the same way and despite ejaculating barely minutes earlier, blood began filling it, and its upright motion became noticeable.
Mom chortled, "That was quick. I thought I'd have to wait at least half an hour to get my reward, but your naughty dick wants to attack me earlier."
"It's your fault. I told you before you are too sexy. Your body is eye candy, but the way you made love to my seed was simply too much for my member to sit still and wait patiently for the second act..."
She laughed, "You are so predictable... It makes me very happy to see you insatiable and not get bored with my body."
I grinned, "You are aware of half the story. It doesn't matter how frequently we have sex. Most nights I dream about us doing it in every position imaginable, and in different places."
"Titfucking was a first for us, and I noticed you liked it. Any other request you wish to put on our menu for the near future?"
"Right now I am in the mood for fucking you on the kitchen table. If you do not set a limit on what's acceptable, one day I'd love to have anal sex..."
"After watching you cumming between my tits and savoring your juices, I am very horny. I agree with almost everything, including your 2 wishes. Come on honey, show me what you can do with me on the table."
I checked how solid the table was. It seemed well balanced.
Mom undressed, and I helped her lay on her back with her butt cheeks on the edge. I lifted her calves on my shoulders and rubbed my almost-ready organ on her wet cunt. She groaned and her right hand lightly massaged her stiff nipple. I penetrated her pussy and slowly pounded her as my cock continued hardening. Once it was ready I began ramming her in earnest.
She mumbled, "That's it son. I love it when your heavy body smacks against mine and makes me yours..."
I hissed, "Lady, I love to conquer your divine pussy!"
She whispered, "You love being a motherfucker..."
"Yes mother. Your body is gorgeous, and I am proud to be a motherfucker."
Mom's pulse accelerated and her breathing turned shallow. Her groans became soft whimpers. I stood on the floor and pierced her hole time after time at a high rate. After several minutes, she tensed and then quivered on the table. I intensified my strokes, and her torso started jiggling from side to side. My hands which until now lightly kneaded her twin peaks, now tweaked them ferociously and later pinched her sensitive nipples. She screamed her heart out, as she underwent a powerful orgasm.
I whispered in her ear, "Mom, I love to impale you with my rock-hard pole. You wanted it rough? Well, take it!"
Her screams grew louder. Since it was my second act in a short time, I lasted another 20 minutes before filling her crevices with my spunk. I slowed down ensuring her body was secure on the table. Gradually, her convulsions decreased. When her body stopped moving, I took her in my arms and carried her to bed. With her eyes still shut, she smiled at me, "Thank you honey. It was a fantastic ride..."
"You welcome. By the way, we have half an hour to rest before dressing to go to the Flamenco show.
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The Flamenco Show in a cave restaurant was a unique experience. This place was considered by many as the birthplace of Spanish flamenco. We enjoyed the combination of a tasty dinner and a great classic Spanish dancing show, all in a natural cave.
The next day was our last one in Granada. We spent it walking in Albaicin. It's the nicest quarter in old Granada. It was built by the Moors centuries ago, and the architecture of the houses, with their beautiful balconies along the narrow cobblestone streets tempted me take multiple photos. Afterward we visited an old bathhouse. The decorations inside were pretty, though the original purpose of the place was abandoned many years ago.