"I love you Tommy! I love you so damn much! And I want you, I want to make love to you..."
I was stunned for a moment. Did I hear that right? "Are you sure about this Mom?"
"Yes baby, I want this so much! I need you. But Tommy, I'm scared. I haven't been this scared in a long fucking time..." She kissed me over and over again.
Oh wow! She really means it... Boy this is weird and still so fucking amazing! I had only just come to accept my Mom as a sexy woman a little less than twenty four hours ago.
I stood and poured us two more drinks. Mom downed her drink quickly and held out her goblet. I poured her another. This one she sipped as she strolled by the pool.
"Okay," she said. "I'm gonna do this. I want to do this. Hell I need to do this... Oh how the fuck am I going to do this?" She turned back to me. "Tommy, I really haven't had a reason to tell you this before, but I have to now." She sipped her drink and tried to organize her thoughts. "I told you that I was not a virgin when your father date-raped me..."
"Mom,' I interrupted, "There is no such thing as date-rape. It is rape, pure and simple."
She quickly kissed me and then continued. "Well you're right, of course. It was very difficult for me to see that because it was not my first as I said. You see Tommy when I was young, before I met 'Slick', well, for a very long time I was being abused by a male relative."
"Mom, you don't have to..."
"No, Tommy, I won't say who, he is long dead. But you need to know that I was injured, damaged. I had some scarring in my vagina. The Doctors didn't even let me try to deliver you, so I had to have a C-section."
This was news to me, hell I hadn't even noticed a scar. Of course it was eighteen years ago, but still...
"That is why I am afraid... All four of the men I have had sex with since then have been small to medium and I am ashamed to admit this but I always wanted more. Your Dad (really my Step Dad) was the biggest and the best lover I've ever had and he was just a little over six inches and nowhere as thick as you..."
I needed to shut her up so I pulled her to me and kissed her. I wrapped my right arm around her trim waist and cupped the back of her head in my left. I kissed her long and deep, I worked my mouth on hers and she melted. I didn't give a shit about other men. I didn't care to know how many lovers she had taken (though honestly, I was surprised at the low number even discounting the two rapists) and I was afraid that she might talk herself out of this.
"I will be as gentle as I can possibly be." I whispered in her ear. "I will use plenty of lube, and if it hurts we will stop. But if I can do this for you, I will."
I took the tube of lube from the tray and lay on a chaise. Mom followed. I was excited but not really very rigid yet. I started stroking but Mom moved my hands away. She sat astride my legs and leaned forward. She placed both tits around my cock and rubbed them up and down. My first titty fuck! I watched her intently as she worked. She smiled at me, and then dropped her head and extended her tongue to lick at my glans each time it came close. Her fingers were pinching and rolling her nipples, and she spoke softly...