Mom was standing at the vanity drying her hair with a towel, her figure accentuated by the way she held her arms over her head. She turned around surprised, not expecting to see me so soon. We locked eyes and I immediately strode towards her with an obsessive determination. Mom looked at me with a primal look. It was close to fear, but closer to interest fuelled by lust.
I closed the distance between us and took her. I cupped her ass with both hands and we resumed making out passionately the way we had in the shower. Mom was moaning and whimpering. Sometimes our teeth would gnash; we were pressing our mouths together fervently. I was trying to get as much of my tongue in to her mouth as I could and sometimes I would smack and palm an ass cheek.
This time I broke off our kiss and released mom. She swayed slightly on spaghetti legs. I knelt down beside her and put an arm behind her knees. As I stood I brought her knees with me and she fell backwards and let out a surprised "Oh!... Oh my". She instinctively clung to me as I put my other arm behind her upper back, catching her. I was holding her completely in my arms. I looked down at mom and she looked up at me wide-eyed and surprised: helpless, mine.
I carried mom to the side of the bed and laid her down gently. As I did she made a soft 'mmm' sound and spread her arm above her head on the mound of pillows. I laid down beside her and immediately started suckling on her breasts. I started gently moving them around and then rolled my body on top of her with my face consuming her massive, perfect tits. I loved the way they felt in my hands as I squeezed them and my fingers embedded in her soft, silky smooth flesh. I started sucking and squeezing more aggressively and she loved it. She closed her eyes and moaned softly. I loved the way her nipples tasted and felt in my mouth. I loved how they smelled distinctly pleasant when wet with my saliva. I would run my tongue over each of mom's nipples and every once in a while I gently bit them. I would suck as hard as I could on a covered nipple and try to fit as much of a tit in to my mouth, sometimes squeezing it to shape the cavern of my mouth better. Every once in a while she would whimper in blissful pain, and I would lighten up a bit. For a while at least.
I started worming my body downwards, lifted her heavy breasts upwards and licked the undersides of them. I kept working my way downwards, slowly. I licked the side of her flank, that thin portion of the hour-glass figure. I went back to the front of her and kissed and licked her belly and hip bones. Again, she cooed softly.
As I moved my face down towards where mom's inner thigh meets her pelvis, she began to breathe more heavily. She rotated her head to the side with her eyes still closed. Her long blonde hair was covering her jaw and neck. I grabbed the underside of mom's knees and spread her legs wide, her knees bending. I held her knees down and her lower half indented in to the mattress. She was laid out in front of me like an all-you-can eat buffet, and I was starving.
I started by gently kissing her right knee. I very slowly moved my face up her thigh, kissing and licking my way to her glistening pussy lips, almost dripping with anticipation. I took my time with it, ever closer. I was at her mid thigh when her breathing became kind of ragged, she was excited. I worked my way farther and farther until I was there. I licked the groove between mom's vagina and her leg, and then hovered my face over her sopping wet womanhood. I breathed warm moist breath on to her. Mom was fidgeting and almost squirming now with her big pouty lips parted and her eyes still closed. Her hips and pelvis bucked in short, small jerks.
Instead of doing the predictable, I was struck by an impulse to draw this out. I licked the groove to the right of her vagina from my view point, and continued kissing down the inside of her left thigh. I stopped at the knee and then worked my way back up mom's leg. Mom's breathing quickened once more. Her breast swelled and her nipples moved up and down with them, still wet with my saliva. Again, my face was inches from her carnal depths. I breathed in deeply, and out.
I stuck my tongue completely out of my mouth and placed the base of it in to mom's vaginal opening. She moaned loudly. As slowly as I possibly could, I dragged my tongue upwards. Eventually, my entire tongue was placed on her sex. The base of my tongue moving up her clit, the tip of my tongue lay flush on the skin between her anus and vagina. I lifted my entire head slowly. The act was painstakingly slow, but it was good. My tongue moved up her sex, millimeter by millimeter. She tasted amazing. Her natural flavour was sweet and just a little bit tangy. It's hard to describe a flavour. Mom is like sweet citrus, except not. When I had moved far enough, I curled the tip of my tongue and it breached mom's vaginal opening. I heard a sharp intake of breath and felt every muscle in her body tense. I continued my slow ascent and eventually was tonguing mom's clit a little. I lifted my head and looked up at her.
Mom was lying on her back with her eyes closed. Her hair was in disarray around her, mostly dry by now. Her cheeks were flushed and her head was supported by a pillow, angling her face towards me. Her heavy eyelids and long eyelashes lifted lazily; her eyes were unseeing. Mom's big blue eyes were glassy and unfocussed as I looked in to them. Her dilated pupils narrowed as she saw me. The corners of her mouth moved upward slightly as we held our eye contact for two breaths.
Then I dropped my gaze from mom's glazed eyes and lowered my head, intent on my task at hand. My tongue was fully outstretched as I once again placed the base of it on her lower vagina. I licked the length of her sopping wet, swelling pussy over and over again. Slowly. I knew that I couldn't do it slowly enough; the slower, the better.
After about twenty or so passes mom's body was in a smooth rhythm of gyrating her hips downward when my head was moving up. I saw that her eyes were closed again. When I stopped licking mom, her hips continued to move in my hands, which were between the bed her ass cheeks.
I moved my left hand up mom's body and around her front so that it was resting on her pubis, just below her navel. My left arm was still under her right leg. I moved my right hand down her backside, freeing my arm. I rested my right hand on her inner left thigh, caressing her soft milky white skin.
I leaned forward and placed my mouth flush on my smoking hot mother's upper vagina and worked her clitoris with my tongue. She started moaning loudly, arched her back and grabbed the sheets on either side of her. It was sloppy oral sex. Her secretions mixed with my saliva. My face and her groin became very slick and wet. My free hand rubbing her porcelain thigh started straying closer to the object of my interest and mom's bliss. I used my middle and index fingers to spread her labia wide. I then placed my index finger gently on mom's vaginal opening and started tracing small circles concentric circles, all the while still suckling and tonguing her clit.
Mom was pretty wild by this point. She was moaning, grinding my face and occasionally moving her head from side to side, eyes still closed. There was an orgasm that had been building inside her since the shower, and prolonging every stage of build up was starting to border on cruelty. When I stuck my index finger in to her, she let out a shrill cry of primal fulfilment. Mom now started moaning more loudly. It bordered on crying out. Her cries were intermittent between staggered breaths.
I rubbed my index finger inside of mom. I felt around for the smooth pallet of her most sensitive area, as I made a sort of "come here" gesture with my finger inside her. The gesture had more lateral movement than that though. Mom was screaming at the ceiling as I feverishly sucked her cunt and fingered her sensitive innards. I held mom's belly flat down with my left hand, while my right finger probed her most private area. My two hands were inches apart, with only mom between them. Suddenly, with no warning, mom went silent and I felt every muscle in her body tense through my tongue. She subconsciously brought her hands up to her nipples and teased and twisted them mercilessly. Mom shuddered spastically and screamed/shouted as she fondled herself. Her uniquely sweet taste flooded in to my mouth and I lapped up every drop of her juices she came. I was still aggressively pleasuring her when she moaned and pushed feebly on my forehead.
She mumbled something incoherent. "-sensitive-" was all I was able to pick out. I pulled away and surveyed my mother. She was lying on her back with her head to the side. I couldn't see her face under her long blonde hair. Her hands were still fondling the lower portions of her large, now heaving breasts. Her legs were spread, knees bent and toes pointed. She was kind of mumbling and whimpering, still in the midst of her orgasm.
Chapter 2
I could feel my pulse in my throbbing cock. I got up on my knees and grabbed mom's hips. I moved forward with my cock swaying in front of me, still kneeling. I squatted down, resting my engorged dick on mom's belly. My balls were against her pussy lips, making it easy to view how far I would penetrate her. It was hard to imagine I had once already, there was a lot of flesh for her to accommodate.
Mom was still in the throes of orgasmic revelation, unaware of my change in position. I had never heard of such a strong reaction. My conception of an orgasm was purely from a male perspective at this point and I was unaware of how powerful a woman's orgasm could be. I moved my hips back a bit, taking my rock-hard dick in my right hand. My left hand was pinning mom's pelvis to the mattress. I positioned the head of my dick into the mouth of her sopping wet pussy, glistening with her juices and my saliva.
