This is the final chapter to "The Cottage By The Sea." It is advisable to read the earlier Part to follow this ending. Thank you and I hope you like it.
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David looked at his mother and was overwhelmed with love for her. He never got tired of watching her. She exudes serene calmness and beauty that was extremely rare amongst women he knew. The fact that she was his mother and the mother of their three children makes it all the more special. The six years they were married seemed just like yesterday.
Nobody in the small community looked upon them with suspicion or doubt. People around were always supportive of the new couple. Maybe some of the women folk might harbor some sense of jealousy about the young man and the beautiful older lady in the early days when they first settled in their town. But with the births of their lovely children, they were now part and parcel of the community.
Hilary and David had cut all ties with their family and lived just for each other. It was tremendously difficult at the beginning. But the love between mother and son overcame all odds. It was parental as well as incestuous love that formed the unbreakable bond between them. Their need and insatiable carnal craving for each other never waned nor dissipated.
Hilary was now 53 years old, but age had been generous with her. She knew that Tricia, their youngest, just more than a year old, was to be her last child. At her age, it was not feasible to bear another. When she was pregnant with Tricia, she had feared that her baby would be born less than normal. But Tricia turned out to be fine. Hilary decided that it was time for her to stop getting pregnant again. She told David that she was on the pill and her reasons for doing so. David understood and accepted his mother's predicament.
It was Hilary's birthday and the family invited their close neighbors and children for dinner. They waved their last guests goodnight. Hilary put the children to bed while David did the clearing up. At last, they made their way to the bedroom.
Hilary took her shower. Then, it was David's turn. Hilary was in her bathrobe when David came out, covered with his towel.
"Happy birthday, mom," David smiled at his mother.
"Don't remind me," she replied with gentle laughter.
"Oh my darling," she turned to look at him. "Do you know how old I am?" she said.
"Come on, mom, let's not start that again. Of course I know you are 53, what's so strange about that? It's just a number," he countered, knowing that his mother was always worried about their age difference.
"I know, but soon I will be 60," she said quietly, almost to herself.
"Mom, please don't say that, I want you to promise me that you will never bring that up again, ok," David replied.
He stood behind her at the dressing table. David looked into the mirror and saw a teardrop dripped down his mother's cheek.
"Mom, I love you more than life itself. Do you know that each moment I am not with you, I feel utter emptiness? I am insanely in love with you, yesterday, now, and always. Just to hear your voice, to touch you, God, you drive me insane, my darling," he said, kissing her neck and brushed the tear off her cheek.
"Oh, David," she said, kissing his hand.
It was incredible. Just embracing his mother caused David to grow hard instantly. The smell of her intoxicated him, the same way he felt the first time they were intimate. David opened Hilary's bathrobe and watched her nude front reflected in the dressing table mirror. He cupped her heavy dropping breasts tenderly and felt her nipples stiffened. The lines on her belly were showing but that only heightened his desire for her. He caressed her tummy and the soft downs of her fur.
His palms reached up again to gently knead her soft breasts.
Hilary's head dropped back onto his shoulder.
"Sweetheart," she said. "I still have milk in them for you, maybe not forever, but suck me now," she continued.
David pulled off her bathrobe and he dispensed with his towel. Naked, they crept onto the bed. David suckled his mother's nipples and gradually he tasted her thin milk droplets. She knew that it won't be long before her milk stop flowing as Tricia was now on the bottle.
"Oh David, you drank from my body so many years ago and now you are still doing it," she said lovingly.
As he sucked her, David placed his mother's hand on his penis.
There were no taboos between them. They had touched and kissed every inch of each other's flesh and said words that only kindred spirits would say to each other.
Hilary stroked her son's firmness and cupped his balls.
"Suck me, mom," he said.
Hilary moved her body down. She never failed to marvel at David's constant hardness for her. She licked at the opening of his smooth crown. The familiar taste of his precum coated her tongue. Her mouth closed down onto him. He was thick and it fitted her mouth like a glove. She pushed deep and felt him at the opening of her throat.
Maybe it was her birthday. Hilary felt a need to express her love for David. He held his hips and pressed her face into his groin. The bulbous head was against her tonsils and Hilary gagged.
David heard his mother and rose up slightly. He saw Hilary slowly forced her head down the length of his penis. Her head rose up again with her gasping. He knew what she was trying to do. David's hands reached out and held his mother's head. Slowly, he pressed her head down as Hilary held tightly to his hips.
David moaned as he began to spurt. He released his hold and Hilary took his semen in her mouth, as she had done time and again. She swallowed the life making fluid down her gut. When his penis slipped out of her mouth, her slight swollen lips were wet with his secretion. David kissed her full on the mouth. He licked the streaks of his juice off her cheeks and laid back, their heads next to each other. Satiated for the moment, they held each other and the smell of sex hung heavily in the air.
Hilary had fallen asleep. She awoke to see David stretched out, the upper part of him supported on his arms, looking at her intently.
"Did I fall asleep?" she said.
"Yes my love and I have cleaned you up," David replied with a smile.
"Oh," she replied but still tasted remnants of his cum in her mouth.
She got off the bed and headed for the bathroom. David heard her gurgle and brushing her teeth.
She came out and asked, "What time is it?"
