I awoke the next morning with a big smile on my face as I remembered last night. I had gotten what I wanted. I reached down and felt that I was still wet and knowing that wetness was a combination of my cum and my son's cum made my smile change to a grin. I had slept all night with my son's love juice inside me and he was coming over again this morning on his way to work to give me some more.
I sat up in bed thinking to myself that I had better hurry up and get in the shower, get myself all clean for my son to fill up again. Tom had said he was going to come over earlier than usual, so I had better get a move on.
I got out of bed and made my way to the bathroom. I was dying to pee as I had been holding on all night, not wanting to go when my son left last night as I knew I needed to keep his sperm inside me as long as possible in order to get pregnant. I had just washed my hands and brushed my teeth. I was about to turn on the shower when I heard the front door open and Tom call out to announce he was here.
"Morning mum," he called out.
"I'm in here son," I replied, "I was just about to jump in the shower," I said as I reached up and turned on the water.
Tom walked into my bedroom and looked towards my ensuite and smiled when he saw me standing there naked waiting for the water to warm up in the shower. Then he walked up to me. He looked different today, he had an air of confidence about him that I hadn't seen before and with a quick glance downwards I noticed something else too. Tom was already hard; the bulge in his pants was very obvious.
"Turn the shower off mum. Leave it for after," Tom stated, and then he leant in and kissed me.
It was just a quick peck hello. It was a 'morning after' passionate kiss, with his right hand caressing my breast while he pushed his warm tongue inside my mouth. I mentally thanked myself for brushing my teeth before turning on the shower. I wanted to taste good for my son.
He pulled back from the kiss that seemed to last ages, but was probably just a minute or two. I think I may have been holding my breath; it had taken me by surprise. I was expecting to have to seduce my son again today to convince him that having sex with him mother was the best way to conceive. I even had a passing thought that perhaps he might have come here this morning to tell me that he had made a mistake and that we shouldn't do it again. This behavior quickly squashed any fears I may have had.
"Oh my! Oh Good Morning to you too son," I said once he released me and I beamed a big smile at him.
"Are you sure you don't want me to shower first Tom? Wouldn't you rather I was nice and clean for you son?" I asked.
"You're fine mum," he answered, "And I love the thought of you lying in bed all night with some of me inside you," Tom said, giving me a cheeky grin.
"Oh my, Tom," I said with a bit of a giggle and I turned the water off. I loved this cheeky confident man in front of me. He was flirting with me, not acting like my son at all. Tom was treating me like a lover, this was better than I had hoped for.
Tom grabbed my hand and led me back to my bed. He seemed in a hurry, or was it just that he was keen?
"Come on mum, times a-wasting. Let's make a baby!"
He pulled me over to my bed and then stopped and faced me, looking at my naked body up and down. Even though he had seen me naked yesterday, he looked at me as if it was the first time he had seen all of me. Perhaps it was that yesterday happened so fast that it seemed like a bit of a blur and today he wanted to take it all in, every sensation. He smiled when he looked at my body. I know I do not have the body of some young twenty something model, but the way he looked at me, with desire and even awe in his eyes, made me feel like I was beautiful.
Tom held out his hands and gave me a cheeky, yet innocent look.
"Undress me mummy. Take off my clothes like you did yesterday," he said with a grin.
Hearing him call me that made me so horny. I gasped and I actually felt my pussy clench and produce some juice. I had no idea Tom was going to be so eager for more and I loved this new found confidence. It reminded me that he wasn't my little boy anymore, he was almost 20 and he was a man, a very horny man who wanted to fuck me.
I quickly responded and undid the buttons on his shirt, taking it off and hanging it off the back of the chair. Then I unbuckled his belt and unzipped him, letting his pants fall to the floor and he stepped out of them. I looked at his boxers that were straining to keep his hard cock in and smiled at him. He grinned back as he watched me kneel in front of him and slowly pull down his boxers.
His erection sprang up at me when I lifted his boxers over it and down. It was right in front of my face and I could smell his sex. His cock was seeping precum. I needed a taste. I grabbed the base of his cock and leant in and licked the tip of it. Damn it tasted so good. Tom moaned as he felt my tongue on his swollen head. I lapped at his precum, licking it up. It was so good and seemed to keep oozing out the more I licked, so I opened my mouth wide and took in the whole head and sucked on that delicious veiny mushroom. I hungrily sucked and slurped, taking more of his hard cock into my warm mouth, causing us both to moan in pleasure.
I really wanted to keep sucking and make him cum in my mouth. I was starting to miss my daily intake of my sons cum from a cup. But I knew that I had to forsake that pleasure and replace it with another, so I stopped and stood up smiling at Tom.
He looked so flushed, as if it was all he could do not to cum in my mouth. He must have been using all his self control to hold back, wanting the same thing as I did. He was panting a little. He returned my smile with a grin of his own and then suddenly grabbed me and kissed me hard. I knew he must have tasted himself on my tongue and that thought turned me on more.
We broke from the kiss and I lay down on my bed, reaching out my hand to my son.
Tom took my hand and got on top of me. I could feel his erection pressing against my pelvis. He could have just shoved his cock in me and fucked me hard and I wouldn't have protested. I would have loved it. But it seems although Tom was eager, he wasn't in that much of a hurry. He started to suck on my nipple, making contented suckling sounds. Damn it felt good. It made me moan softly in delight.
"I love your tits mum," Tom said as he paused to change to the other nipple.
"Oh it feels so good to have you suckling on me son," I said, "I wish I still had milk." The last bit I hadn't meant to say out loud and as soon as I had said it, I panicked for a second wondering if that would shock him.
"You will again soon mummy," Tom responded, looking up at me for a moment then continuing to suck.
The way he said it and the mental image of my son feeding from me as an adult drove me insane with horniness, it was like he just pressed my 'fuck me' button. I let out a moan of kinky desire and again I felt my pussy juice increasing and I pushed up my hips.
Tom responded to my reactions by moving his hips up, hovering just above me as he lined up my wet pussy with his hard cock and with one hard thrust, pushed that baby-maker deep inside me.
"Oh fuck! Yes!" I almost screamed. It felt so good. Tom just held it deep inside me, keeping still for a moment, then he moved his cock almost all the way out, then another hard thrust deep back in. I felt like I was holding my breath. Then he did it a third time.
"Oh God yes!" Tom moaned, "I love fucking you mummy." He said with lust.
I came. That was just too much for me. The way he was fucking me was not like a man who was just interested in making a baby, this was a man who wanted to fuck me, wanted to fuck his mummy and it was driving me crazy. I moaned and panted and gushed as I came. Tom felt my pussy contract and then coat his hard cock in my cum and he looked at me and grinned with satisfaction that he had pleased me so quickly.
"Oh yes mummy mmm," he said with lust, "Oh you liked that didn't you mummy hmm? You like Tommy's big hard cock in you now that it's all grown up don't you mummy?
My son was turning me on so much. I don't think I've ever been this worked up. I was moaning and panting and pushing my hips up against his, trying to get him deeper inside me.
"Yes! Oh yes son. I love it Tommy. Oh fuck yes, I love it," I moaned, "Fuck me son. Fuck mummy harder!"
Tom didn't have to be asked twice. He picked up his momentum and moved in and out of me harder and faster. His wonderful big hard cock pounding into me over and over. I kept begging him to go harder and he did. Tom fucked me at a feverous pace, determination on his brow.
