This continues the story from Chapter 1. All characters in this story are aged 18 years or over.
I warned readers that Chapter 1 contained very little, if any, overt sexual activity. This chapter contains almost nothing but it!
I held my beautiful and totally desirable mother lightly in my arms, feeling the warmth and soft curves of her body close to mine, and I realised that this was something I'd dreamed about for a long time. My mother was offering herself to me, with no holds barred, to enjoy as I thought fit. My cock must have broken the all comers (excuse the pun) world record for the speed and stiffness of its erection. Even so, to say that I was astonished, but delighted by this wholly unexpected gift would be the greatest understatement of all times.
"God, Mum, you are so hot. But are you absolutely certain about what you're doing? You know this is incest, and we could both be in a lot of trouble?"
"I know exactly what I'm doing, darling, and I simply don't care. I know you've wanted me for quite a while now, and you've managed to restrain yourself. But I thought I'd fix the problem for you and make it clear that I want you just as much. If you have a problem with this, then I'll dress, we'll have a nice meal and leave it at that, but ..."
"No buts, Mum, I just needed to be sure. I want you so very much, and if we're careful, no-one need ever know. It's not just about having sex; I want to make love with you and for us to enjoy each other to the max. Even so, it's all I can do to prevent myself just ripping that sexy negligee off, throwing you onto the bed and making hot, wet, steamy love to you all night."
"Mmm, sounds real good, Jesse. Honey, I want you desperately too. That little incident last week was real; it's just that I'd had too much to drink and I made a fool of myself. But my desire to be with you, to feel your arms around me, to feel you fuck me until I scream has been growing for the last couple of years. And if you don't do something about it very soon, I'm going to go crazy."
And wrapping her arms around me, she drew my mouth to hers and we kissed, a long, sweet, hot kiss. Our tongues leapt to each other, swirling and tumbling around each other's mouth in a passionate dance of love and lust.
Then, unexpectedly, she broke from me and looked deep into my eyes. "Just two little things I'd like to clear up, sweetie. I think it might be a good idea if you call me Carole if we're going to be twined together hot, sweaty and naked. 'Mum' just doesn't seem right. And, I've arranged a light meal for seven o'clock, so perhaps we might wait until the waiter has left before we rip each others clothes off!"
"Okay, Mu... er, Carole, but I want to tell you something about me and how I feel about sex. For me, the biggest turn-on of all is to hold a woman in my arms and have her moaning, crying, screaming in ecstasy because of something I've done and ways I've been able to arouse her. It doesn't have to be especially kinky or extreme, but knowing I've been a big part of her climax, and feeling her respond to me as a result is about as good as it gets."
"Oh, honey, that is so good," Carole purred as we held each other in our arms. She rubbed her body against me, and I could feel those gorgeous tits even through my clothes and it was creating havoc with my cock. Carole smiled mischievously and started to rub my rigid cock when the idyll was broken by a knock on the door.
The meal had arrived and after the main course, I suggested, "Carole, I've always had this tiny fantasy ..."
"Remember, anything at all, honey"
"Okay, sit on the couch while I lay my head in your lap, and you feed me with strawberries."
She giggled. "Is that all you want me to put in your mouth β I can think of several other things that might go very well."
Yes, gorgeous, so can I, but we'll get round to that later. Pity we haven't got any whipped cream, 'cos then I could spray it on your tits with a cherry on top, and lick it off, slowly."
"Ooo, yes β and spray it onto my pussy with the cherry in the middle. Then you could keep taking my cherry for as long as you like."
The strawberries were delicious β so was the aroma of an aroused woman from her pussy close to my face.
"Now, Carole, the agreement was for me to do anything that takes my fancy, okay?"
"Yes, honey," she replied, with just the faintest touch of hesitation in her voice.
"Right, then stay at the end of the couch and swing round and put your feet in my lap."
She looked a bit puzzled but did as she was told.
I took off each shoe and dropped them onto the ground, caressing and stroking her feet as I did so. Then I took her right foot in my hands and massaged it gently, then took it to my mouth and ran my tongue across the tips of her toes. She shivered, but when I took her big toe completely into my mouth and started sucking on it as if it was a cock, she moaned and quivered. "God, honey, that is so sensual; nobody's ever done that to me before and it's making me feel a bit weak and trembly. I'm just starting to realise how much I've missed out on."
I growled deep in my throat, then kissed her instep and underneath on the arch of her foot, which made her giggle, then up around her ankle. Then I turned my attention to her other foot with similar results. And finally, I took both feet and pushed them together, sucking and licking across them both and kissing the underside of her feet, making her gasp and laugh at the same time.
We stood and I looked deep into her sparkling eyes with her eminently kissable lips in a soft and welcoming smile. I reached down and grasped the bottom of her baby doll negligee and lifted it over her head leaving her only with her tiny panties that showed unmistakeable signs of arousal.