He kept staring at it. Admiring the protruding buttocks in front of him. Awaiting his attention. Enticing him with its majestic allure.
He looked on, transfixed by the ample size of her behind. The warm undertone of her glowing, olive-toned skin. The alluring back dimples arched towards her bum crack. The light stretch marks around the back of her thighs, running up toward her cheeks. Even the tiny blemishes and bumps, like the small birthmark on her left cheek, right at the edge of the fissure. All beckoned him towards its grandeur.
He especially could not stop gazing at the deep narrow line, splitting the hefty halves in two, for the dark fissure held within, that which he coveted.
"Do it. You know what I want. So, just do it," he said huskily. In a state of high arousal.
"Say it. Tell me what you want baby. I need to hear you say it."
"I have to see it. Spread it. Spread it wide open for me. Please."
"See? See what exactly?" She asked teasingly.
"Open up your ass cheeks right now Mom. Spread it. Spread them open. As wide as you can, for me." He said, his tone a desperate one.
She turned her head towards him and gave him a little smirk before turning back, this time arching her back further and pressing her face against the bed sheets, making her butt more pronounced. Her hands were adjacent on each cheek.
Then, it happened. She slowly pried her cheeks apart and kept them open for his viewing pleasure.
His breath caught in his throat.
All he could do was stare and take it all in.
Her vulva was obscenely spread. The insides bared wide open for him. Bright pink and ripe. The engorged outer labia completely unfurled. Having a coffee-colored complexion. The hair on and surrounding it was long and shiny. Unruly and wild and slightly damp from her secretions.
And then there was her dainty, little anus. The skin surrounding it was a warm brown, cocoa color. The sweet little anus itself was a delectable dark chocolate-colored delight. The delicate hair surrounding it enchanted him even further.
But what enraptured him most was the small bump peeking out from under her hairy pubis, and what it symbolized. His baby, growing inside her.
He put that baby there. Inside the woman who birthed him. Inside the woman that raised him, which still seemed foreign to him somehow. Even though they engaged in many sexual trysts, he still struggled to wrap his head around it. He inseminated his mother. And he loved doing it too. The very thought of that fact excited him to no end.
With that in mind, he was brought back to the task at hand. She excited him and he was going to show her just how much.
He shifted his eyes and attention back to the marvelous delicacies in front of him. Went in closer and took both her hands off while laying delicate kisses on her bottom. Reverting her cheeks to their original state.
"Where... do... you... want...it?" He said between each soft and sensual kiss.
"Want what baby?"
"This", he said before sucking on her little birthmark.
"Baby, are you really planning on doing...that?" She asked in a voice overflowing with enthusiasm, unable to keep the excitement out of her tone.
He broke out in a smile behind her, his lips still pressed next to her crack, catching on to her clear eagerness.
He let go of her hands and started manipulating her cheeks. Kneading them softly. Opening and closing her anal cleft. Playing peek-a-boo with her cute, little anus.
He loved looking at it. Her anus that is. Arguably the most intimate part of her body. And only he got to see and appreciate it for its comeliness. But he had yet to become fully acquainted with it, but he was more than willing to rectify that.
And so he spread her buttocks one final time and held it in place. His face moved closer and closer toward her delicacies until he stopped just before making physical contact.
He subtly took in her scent. Trying not to make her feel self-conscious but breathing in her aroma nonetheless.
He indulged in her earthy musk. The fragrance of a distinctive perfume was overwhelming but a hint of something peculiar, yet pleasant remained.
The sweat of her butt left a trace of its natural spiciness behind. A scent that he found highly erotic. Not overpowering, but subtle. Barely noticeable, but there. Her pheromones and the mixes of fragrances sent him down a psychological, sexual spiral.
So, he started kissing her. Not directly on her anus, but on the surrounding area. Circling it slowly with open-mouthed kisses. His tongue slipped out more and more as his excitement grew. He didn't even care about the hair surrounding her anus but rather saw it as a part of her eroticism. He loved every part of her.
Sucking on the innermost part of her hairy, gluteal cleft. Slightly grazing her butthole. Her little groans increased in volume as his tongue neared. He, in reality, very much would have preferred to get down to business immediately. But as always, the rational part of him that wanted to prolong and maximize her pleasure won out. Pushing his impulsive needs to the side and taking care of his woman's needs. Besides, teasing her was always fun.
She was starting to get restless. Moving her butt around, trying to align his tongue with her little hole. Nearly succeeding but not quite. He had half a mind to switch back to her cheeks, maybe move his attention towards her lower back, just to see her reaction. But thought better of it. Doubtful that it would play out so well for him. She might just pull his hair out in frustration.
And so, he slowly, tentatively, took the first lick on her anus. Which immediately elicited a moan from her. He spread her cheeks even further apart and went in for an even firmer lick, then another, and another until he was steadily and diligently lapping away at her butthole. She gasped and moaned from the attention he was giving her little anus.
He licked her anus with the flat side of his tongue but soon realized that it would not be enough. For him or her. He wanted to go deeper. Explore further. She was squirming around. Trying to get as much of his tongue on her anus as possible. So he thought it would be prudent to oblige her.
He hardened his tongue and took a jab at her sphincter. Which was incredibly tight, but her little balloon knot stood no chance against the slippery invader, and gave way, thusly, he found himself at the dawn of her rectum. Opening up a passage that was once sealed from any foreign intruder. But here he was, thoroughly digging through her insides. Going where no man had gone before. Frenching her anus.
Her moans were becoming sharper and higher in volume. And then he realized why. She was playing with herself. His mother was getting off to this. Having his tongue deep in her ass. He dove in with even more enthusiasm as he made that realization. Sucking and tonguing her with as much passion as he could muster. Not letting up for a single moment.
She groaned and whimpered out her pleasure. Her movements becoming more erratic. He realized she was on the presupposes of an orgasm. By the sound of her mewls, a massive one. And her man was more than happy to get her there. Charging a relentless assault on her poor butthole.
She stood no chance. Letting out a cry and howling out in pleasure. Bucking her butt towards his face in quick succession. Riding out her pleasure. Her butthole pulsed against his tongue. Her orgasm not letting up. The anal walls squeezed and released the tip of his tongue.
He took out his tongue after the pulses stopped and laid his cheek on her bum. Pressing it there in an affectionate manner. Her body sagged down. Laying down gently on her swollen belly. He remained cheek-to-cheek with her. Stroking her back and butt. Lovingly caressing her. She sighed and purred in tranquillity and enjoyment.
"Hold me baby", she said in a soft-spoken voice, barely above a whisper.
And that's what he did. He took her in his arms and whispered sweet nothings in her ear. Holding her body in a tight embrace.
"Oh, my poor baby. You're so hard. Mommy is going to take care of it."
Shhhhh, it's okay. I can wait. This is about you right now", he whispered. Clutching her closer to him. Breathing in the fragrant scent of her hair and kissing the love of his life on her forehead.
He soon disengaged himself from their lover's embrace.
"Where are you going, sweetheart?"
He didn't say a word. Instead rolling her onto her back while she looked on in curiosity and interest.
He opened her legs, looked at her treasures and she immediately knew then, what he was planning. All she did in response was spread her legs further for him.
He rubbed her legs and thighs in a slow, soothing motion. Unhurried, yet calculated. His eyes never left her private areas.
And then he sat up close, next to her, on his side, his eyes still on her bits.
And started running his fingers over the long strands of her silky smooth pubic hair. Pulling on it gently. Admiring it.
