My mother and I had been having sex for about a year. We had always been affectionate with each other, exchanging lots of kisses, hugs and cuddles, and once Dad was gone that affection increased and intensified. Over time, kisses became more passionate, and eventually turned into French kisses. Hugs became longer and more intense, and hands began to roam. Cuddles turned into something very much like make-out sessions. As they say, one thing led to another and we became lovers. Once we gave in to our desires, the affection in between sex sessions got more intense too. Kisses always became deep, passionate French kisses. Hugs and cuddling became full-on make out sessions with lots of groping -- mom caressing my cock, me caressing her breasts and pussy, and oral teasing and pleasing as well. This all kept us in a high state of arousal, and led to us jumping each other multiple times a day, fucking in every room in the house! Mom had no problem with us sucking and fucking, but said it wouldn't be a good idea for her to get pregnant by me, so we were careful to avoid that. We would use condoms when she was in the most fertile part of her cycle, and the rest of the time she would use foam or I would pull out.
Naturally, we loved it the most when we had no barrier between us and it was skin-on-skin. There were a few times when she was in the safest part of her cycle when we got so hot for each other that we even skipped the foam so we could get the full, natural experience of sex with each other, completely unprotected and ending with me cumming deep inside her. That drove both of us wild and gave us the biggest orgasms of all, knowing that there was a chance, even though it was a very small one, that I could get her pregnant. Those times in particular, and even at other times, we would tease each other, using the risk to get each other even hotter. (Even though Mom said it wouldn't be a good idea for me to get her pregnant, the thought of it still turned us on!)
As I was getting ready to cum, I would moan that I was going to cum inside her and get her pregnant, or she would lock her legs around my waist, pulling me in deep and moaning for me to cum in her pussy and get her pregnant. Sometimes when she was at her most fertile and we used a condom, I would say things like "Just think, if that little piece of rubber breaks, all that hot cum is going to go deep inside your pussy and you'll be pregnant by your own son!" She was just as bad, saying things like "If I feel that rubber break, I'm not going to be able to let you pull out. You've got me so hot, I'll make you cum inside me and you'll get your own mother pregnant!" Maybe all of that could be considered playing with fire, but then again maybe that's why we got so hot!
As I said, we had been having sex for about a year, when I ended up having to go into the hospital. I didn't realize that I had been born with a small hernia, and one day when I was moving something really heavy, I felt a sharp pain. I went to the doctor and she diagnosed the hernia, and said I was going to need surgery to have it repaired. She assured me that it was a very routine surgery and that everything would be fine. In fact, I would be in and out of the hospital the same day, although the recovery would take several weeks. This was not something either of us wanted to hear, since we knew that would mean no sex for a while, and we were used to having sex multiple times a day! But, there was no way around it, so we went ahead and scheduled the surgery. The doctor was answering all my questions about when I could return to normal activities, and so I went ahead and asked about sex. The doctor seemed mildly surprised that I would ask that in front of my mother, but never suspected that she was as interested in the answer as I was! We were both dismayed to hear that it was going to be at least a week before I would be in any shape for sex, and maybe longer depending on how the recovery went!
The surgery went really well, and when Mom got me home, she doted over me. Over the next week, she did everything she could to help me feel better. The first couple of days were pretty uncomfortable, but after that, I started feeling better. Mom decided that part of what she could do to help me was to provide proper motivation for me to recover quickly. To that end, she began wearing some of her normal revealing outfits again, and the affectionate kisses and caresses began to return. She didn't want me to overdo it, but she wanted me turned on enough that I would have plenty of reason to want to get well fast. Suffice it to say, Mom may be the best motivator in history in that regard! As the days passed, she did as much as she could to keep me as turned on as possible. In the process, of course, she got equally turned on!
As we got close to a week after surgery, she was getting me close to the point of cumming, but then stopping, since we had no idea what the muscle contractions of orgasm would do to the areas that were healing. For my part, I hated the fact that Mom had to go without because I wasn't able to do everything with her, so I encouraged her to masturbate. She went with my recommendation, but she made sure that I could watch her, so I got to enjoy it too! Naturally, as I felt better and better, I began to "help". I would French kiss her, and lick and suck on her breasts as she played with her pussy. This drove me crazy too. We also used this as fuel for stoking our fantasies. As Mom caressed my cock and balls, she would say things like "Over a week without sex -- you're going to have so much cum stored up. If we're not careful you'll flood my pussy and get me pregnant." I did too, with things like "I'm storing up so much cum for you, Mom. When I do get to fuck you again, I'm going to pump enough cum in you to get you pregnant 100 times over!"
At the one week mark, I had my follow up with the doctor, and she said everything looked good, but I needed to be careful, as I still had a lot of healing to do. The hernia had been a large one, so she recommend I wait til the 10 day mark before I did much more. Damn it! I didn't want to push too hard though, lest I set myself back and it take even longer. That night, Mom and I both agreed that we would keep on as we had been, and give it a couple of additional days before we actually tried to have sex. We did, however, decide to go ahead with another "assisted" play session for Mom.
We began as we had been doing the last few nights. Mom pulled out her favorite vibrator, and started to play with her pussy as I kissed her passionately and licked and sucked on her breasts. It wasn't long til Mom was cumming like crazy, alternately buzzing her vibrator over her clit and plunging it deep into her pussy. My cock was rock hard just from watching her, and the ache I was feeling had very little to do with the damn hernia repair! I decided I could do more and I moved her hand aside and began licking and sucking on her pussy. Mom was already cumming, and the changeover from her toy to mouth sent her into an even higher gear. She had several HUGE orgasms, each more powerful than the last. Finally, she couldn't take any more and pulled me up to her and kissed me passionately, licking her cum off my face.
"Oh my God! That was incredible! It was SO good to have that beautiful mouth back on my pussy! I can't wait til I can fuck you again!" She stroked my cock through my underwear as she said this.
"Me too, Mom!"
We kissed and cuddled, and eventually fell asleep in each other's arms.
The next night as we were getting started, Mom asked me if I was OK to lick her pussy again. I told her absolutely, so after a lot of deep and very passionate French kissing, she suggested that I lay on the bed with her straddling my head. This would give me a great view of her using her vibrator on her pussy, and would also give me easy access to lick and suck on it afterward. I thought both things sounded wonderful, so I lay down on the bed next to her, and she moved up and straddled my head, bringing her gorgeous pussy within inches of my face. I was going crazy with lust for her as I watched her work the vibrator over her clit, up and down her lips, and deep inside her pussy. Before long she was cumming repeatedly, and her juices were dripping down on my face. I rubbed my cock through my underwear, being careful not to go too far and make myself cum, as I still wasn't sure what the associated muscle contractions would do to the areas that were still recovering.
After she came a few times, Mom moved the vibrator away and lowered her pussy to my mouth. I immediately went to town on it, licking and sucking her lips and clit, and fucking her pussy with my tongue. Mom went even wilder, holding onto the headboard, moaning and gasping as she came again and again, covering my face and filling my mouth with her delicious cum. My love and lust for her finally got the best of me, and I slid out from under her and came up behind her. Looking at her gorgeous rear end and pouting pussy lips, I quickly stripped off my underwear and ran my cock over her pussylips.
