Eric slowly drifted back from the world of sleep and dreams; his mind filled with images of a soft warm rain falling on his bare chest. His eyes opened to look down and watch as his mother left soft kisses along his bare skin, causing him to shudder at the touch of her lips.
"Oh My God" he whispered. "I wasn't a dream."
Emily slowly slid down her sons' nude body, until she lay nestled between his spread thighs. As she looked up at him, her eyes could see both his face and the thick cock that lay like a solid tube flat to his belly.
"Oh, it's a dream all right" Emily told him. Her hand reached out and gripped his throbbing shaft, lifting the column of flesh until it pointed straight in the air. "A dream come true baby."
Eric could only stare as his mother's head slowly lowered towards his aching cock. When her lips were only an inch away, she stared into his eyes.
"I haven't done this before" she gave a shy smile. "My son needs to teach mommy how to suck his big, beautiful cock."
"OH fuckkkkkkkkkk" Eric groaned as he watched his mother lean down and engulf the swollen head of his cock.
Emily's mouth slid slowly down his shaft, tasting her son. Her nostrils flared with the mixed scent of his male body and yesterdays' sex. After the pleasure her son had given her, she wanted to make sure he not only gave, but received. Gripping the throbbing shaft she sucked slowly downward again, as her tongue swirled around the ridged crown.
The sound of Emily's slurping mixed with Eric's moaning in the bedroom. Eric tried to watch as his mothers' head bobbed up and down on him, the tremors running through his body were only growing; as he could feel the start of that pinch deep in his balls.
"Ohhhh God, Mommmmmmm" Eric moaned.
With an obscene wet pop, Emily pulled her mouth from his pulsing dick. "You like that baby" she asked in a husky voice. "Should I keep going?"
Eric looked down at his mothers' face and a shudder rippled through him. The vision of her now kneeling between his spread thighs, her breasts swinging free, as her spit glistened on the shaft of his cock still in her firm grip.
"If you want me to cum" he told her "then yeah keep going" he added.
A smile spread across Emily's face, and then he felt her mouth literally slam black down on him engulfing him almost to the root. He felt one hand stroking up and down his shaft in time to her sucking lips, as the other cupped his full balls; gently kneading them, trying to milk his hot seed free.
"Oh Jesus....Mom..." Eric gasped. His hips lifted off the mattress as he felt the boiling in his balls suddenly erupt.
"Arrggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Eric wailed as his body was set on fire with raw pleasure. He felt his hot cream speed from his balls, up his shaft, and explode into his mothers' waiting mouth.
Emily had drawn her lips back to the crowned head, pursing them tightly there. She held still, feeling him pulse in her grip, waiting for his release. The first this jet of hot cream burst into the back of her mouth, she almost gagged as she tried to swallow her sons' thick seed. Before she could even get the first round down, a second and then third thick rope pulsed into her mouth. She could feel a thick glob ooze out the corners and drip down her chin.
As Eric's hips slowly lowered back to the bed, Emily pulled her mouth free. Staring into her sons' eyes she swallowed the last of his cream in her mouth. She was amazed at how sweet his cream was and how much she enjoyed the act of drinking her sons' seed.
"Good morning baby" Emily whispered to her still dazed son.
"God Mom" Eric finally mustered. "I could wake up to that every fucking day."
Emily's eyes smoldered as she stared at her son. "Be careful what you wish for" she whispered softly.
For the entire day, the pair teased and explored each other. Emily was preparing them a lunch in the small kitchen of the apartment, when Eric knelt in front of her, sliding her shorts down her supple hips. She tried desperately to focus as Eric nibbled, licked and sucked her steaming womanhood; until her juices clung to his face and rolled down her thighs.
Standing at the toilet, emptying his bladder, Eric was shocked when his mothers' slender hand slid around his waist, replacing his wrapped around his cock. He stared down and watched as she gently held him, aiming the warm stream into the bowel. When he had finished, she slowly stroked his thickening cock without a word, until his hot seed joined the urine; and when he had finished emptying his balls with his bladder, she had softly patted his shrinking cock and left the room.
For the entire remainder of the weekend, neither of the two had even dressed, allowing the other total access to their body. Finishing their day wrapped arm in arm in the bed, the sheets soaked with their sweat and fluids; drifting off to sleep with Eric's slowly shrinking cock still buried inside his mother.
On Monday, Emily felt like she finally got some rest, as Eric left for work at the lab. She spent the day puttering around his apartment, then enjoying the sun at the pool. When her phone beeped near lunch, Emily opened the small device to stare at a picture of Eric. He must have found a bathroom and taken a selfie as he stood in front of the mirror stroking his hard cock.
"Thinking of you" she read below the enticing photo. Two can play at this game, she thought.
Eric almost came in his pants when he opened his phone at work to stare at a photo of his mother in front of the bedroom mirror. Two fingers were jammed deep into her glistening pussy as she fingered herself for her son. The word 'Ditto' glowed beneath the steaming picture.
By the time Eric arrived home, he wasn't sure who was in more of a haze, himself or his mother. Emily could feel her body at a fever pitch as she watched her son walk through the apartment door. She was shocked when instead of attacking her on the spot; he led her from the small apartment. She had expected him to ravish her on the spot but his control amazed the mother as he first drove the pair into downtown Atlanta, then spent the afternoon and evening showing her the sights.
Eric couldn't remember the last time he had spent a day in town just enjoying; and for Emily it was something she had never experienced. To be on the arm of a man who not only treated her as an equal, but proudly showed her off to everyone they saw.
Walking through the George Aquarium Emily marveled at the exotic fish, while reveling in the feel of her sons' gentle touch. Her hand, her cheek, the small of her back; everywhere his fingers landed they left a blazing trail across her skin.
As the pair strolled down dimly lit halls between illuminated tanks, Emily leaned over and whispered in her sons' ear. "My panties are soaked I want you so bad" she whispered. At first, she thought Eric had not heard her comment, and then was surprised when he pulled her down a small off hall between the tanks.
"What are you doing?" she quietly asked as he began to rotate her to face a small tank.
