All this led up to their wrestling moment. She now had her legs wrapped around his right leg, and he was tugging on her and throwing her off balance, but she kept clasped to his leg. Then he realized she was getting off on this! It was undeniable! She'd been exposed to his incest porn, and like him, it had become a deep, shameful obsession within her, he believed.
In time he tugged one way and she lost her balance toppling over on top of him. He was on his back and now she was on her back on top of him! He could hear her ragged, aroused breathing, and sensed her heart beating wildly, as he reached around to grapple her waist...
As they lay there catching their breaths, her son reached around and slipped his right hand into the waist of her tight pants, resting between her flesh and jeans. He could feel the top of her nylon panties under his fingers. He heard her gasp slightly. Then with his left hand, he reached and unsnapped her jeans. He could hear the zipper come undone slowly. She lay there in silence. With her pants opened, he slipped his right hand lower and lower, slowly. He began rubbing her damp, pantied cunt! His mother began breathing rapidly. He couldn't believe he'd gotten this far! This was an extremely horny situation, and he was careful and slow about it.
He was slowly moving his hand over her panties, could feel her pubic hairs and pussy mound through them! His cock was upright and hard inside his pants, between his abdomen and his mother's ass right on top. It felt erotic as hell even though they were both still wearing clothes; he felt the sexual heat of having his hard cock against his own mother!
After a time, many minutes, in which he had been slowly massaging her pantied crotch, his mother slowly dismounted and went to the couch, not meeting his eyes. Her son got up and sat next to her. The room was bathed in an ominous silence. He waited a few minutes. His mother remained sitting and not saying a word. He put his left arm around her, again slowly, and then leaned over and kissed her cheek. At the same time he began rubbing her thigh.
Within a few minutes, as he kissed her cheeks and moved to nuzzling her neck, he slowly worked his right hand into her panties. He felt the amazing texture of his mother's pubic hairs, and lightly trailed a finger down and over the contours of her pussy lips. Ever so slowly, he began moving his fingers over his mother's hot little cunt! His heart felt like it was going to explode. His mother began to moan ever so slightly. Then he slowly entered her vagina with his middle finger.
He held it motionless for a moment. He didn't want to do anything his mother was uncomfortable with. Then he heard her whisper, "oh...god..." as she put her face into his neck. He began moving his finger over her labia. She was wet with arousal. Then, slowly, he began to move it in and out of her. There was a slight sloshing sound as her pussy began to lubricate. His mother began to wail lightly. Then her breathing got heavy; she exhaled loudly as her son finger fucked her and played with her wet cunt. She startled him when she suddenly pecked him quickly on the cheek, before burrowing her face back into his neck!
He waited a moment, and then he reached with his left hand, lifted her head to face him. She was looking down and away but he held her head and kissed her on the lips and then gingerly slipped his tongue into her mouth. She began to return his advance, meeting his tongue with hers. The pace quickened until they were engaging in an obscene and prolonged French kiss!
Maria was now moaning audibly into his mouth as her son continued playing with her cunt. He was now rubbing her clitoris, making her body quiver and shake with the carnality of what it was they were doing together. She'd been fighting the impulses of a growing sexual desire towards her son since the shocking day she'd found his incest porn. It unsettled her, but within a few days, she'd return to the material.