These actions were new because before last night I never so much as heard my mom masturbate or her and my dad having sex. I suspect that was why they went off a lot during my later youth, leaving me to watch my two sisters a lot. I couldn’t blame my dad. My mom still looked like she was in her twenties. She had me when she was fifteen so she still acted younger than some mothers. Though she showed much more maturity at times as well.
Mom timed her strokes on her pussy with how she sucked me. I watched her intently alternating between watching her head bob up and down on my cock to watching her free hand working over her pussy like a pro. She whimpered around my cock as she began approaching her orgasm. She paused sucking me for a moment.
“Cum with me baby! Cum in mommy’s mouth! I want to taste your hot cum again!” She said.
I grabbed the back of her head in both hands and began thrusting my cock up into her mouth as she worked on her pussy with both her hands. She whimpered, moaned and slurped on my cock all at the same time. Her mouth hummed on it like it was a favorite food. As she started cumming, I could tell because tears flowed from her eyes and she moaned loudly around my cock, I sent wave after wave of my hot cum up into her mouth. She kept sucking wildly and swallowing quickly. A couple strands of my cum leaked out on her lower lip and dripped down to the exposed cleavage of her chest. The sight was so fucking hot that I sent another couple of jets of my cum across her face. Mom smiled and rubbed it in. Then she licked her fingers clean. She looked so damn sexy with her face covered in my cum. Her tongue hung in the open, licking her lower lip and it was such a sexy sight to see her with my cum on her tongue.
“We better stop soon or Carmen will catch us.” Mom said.
“She’s not even coming until tomorrow.” I said.
“She might not be coming until tomorrow, but I already came last night and today.” Mom said and we both laughed.
She leaned back with her legs spread. Her shorts still opened and her panties wet. Her nipples were hard through her tank top. She closed her eyes as she rubbed her breasts. I grabbed some tissues off of the end table next to my chair and cleaned myself up. I offered the box to my mom who wiped her face.
She slowly got up from the carpet and walked to the chair next to mine. She plopped down and put her feet up. She didn’t bother to redo her shorts or the zipper on them. She left her white silk panties exposed and closed her eyes. I resumed watching the movie. I eyed her on occasion and it was apparent that she had fallen asleep. I knew my mom worked hard so I was not surprised to see her this tired. Her work was very stressful and tiring. Still the knowledge of how tired she was didn’t stop me from wanting to get up and fuck her right on that chair. I watched the movie the rest of the way through and the DVD player automatically went to the next movie which was Assault On Precinct 13 (the remake). I watched that as well and looked at my mom occasionally. Her hand was in her panties but more for comfort than masturbation, it seemed. As that movie came to a close the DVD player and TV shut off automatically. It must have been on a timer set to play two movies. I drifted off to sleep seeing my mother sleep so soundly through the movies.
I woke with my mom shaking my arm. She was freshly showered and dressed in clothes that seemed more like the mother I knew growing up. She had a red dress on with earrings. Her hair was combed back and it was in a bun. A few strands hung loose in the front from her shaking me awake.
“Supper time, sleepy-head!” Mom said laughing.
I almost felt as if all our experiences from today and yesterday was all a dream. All except the sparkle in my mother’s eyes that showed it was real. Her attraction to me had not ended. The flames of our passion had only begun to grow red hot. She tussled the hair on my head and grabbed my hand closest to her as she walked me out of the dark basement.
The dining room was set. The lights were all dimmed. Candles were lit on the table and dinner was already served. We sat down opposite each other, but closer than we were at breakfast. Words were not said. They didn’t need to be. The sexual tension filled the air and we both knew what was going to happen, what HAD to happen tonight, We both knew the risk of getting caught by Carmen tomorrow, but neither of us seemed to care. We both wanted this. We ate dinner silently. Nibbling at the food but staring at each other.
After supper, Mom got the plates and I brought the glasses to the sink after blowing out the candles. I reached around mom and set the wine glasses in the sink. I then wrapped my hands around my mom as my body pressed into hers from the back. She gasped. I kissed the back of her neck and then the sides. I licked my way up to her earlobe.
She arched her back and cupped my head with her hands as my head was next to hers. She turned her head sideways and we kissed passionately, desperately as if we need to kiss or die of lack of oxygen. Her body pressed back against my own as we melted together. Our kissing reached fever pitch before my mom turned around. Her flesh taunted me as her lips met my own. I held her in both my arms as we melted into each other once more.
Mom grabbed my hand and we walked into the living room in shared silence. Mom kicked off her matching high heels in care-free abandon. Her stockings teased me with the sight of her beautiful legs as she did this. She flicked on the light in an almost teasing manner before I surprised her and picked her up in both my arms. I carried her up the steps as she giggled then returned to silence.
As we reached her room, mom reached down and opened the door. I carried her through and kicked the door shut behind me. I kissed her while she was in my arms and walked over to her bed. I laid her down on the bed gently. We started kissing again as she held onto me tightly.
“I haven’t been with a man… since your father. I’m glad that you are going to be my second lover ever.” Mom said.
I was reminded that she had me when she was so young. My father was slightly older than her before he got murdered. I realized that he was her only lover… until me. I took off my shirt and shorts as I hovered above her. I slid the thin straps from her shoulders. She slipped her arms free and her breasts were exposed. I dove into them licking and sucking the nipples as she arched her back to offer me more of them. I slowly lowered her dress more until she had to arch her butt off the bed so I could take the dress completely off of her body.
Her matching red panties and stockings were the only thing left on her body. I lowered my head to her panties and breathed on them and teased her pussy through them. I licked her pussylips and pressed her panties in-between them. I took her panties off and tossed them aside with her dress on the floor. I took my boxers off as well, and we both laid there naked.
I rubbed my cock up against her pussylips. We kissed and I used my free hand to slap my cock against her pussy. I could feel how wet she was as my cock continued to slap against her pussy. The look on her face gave away how horny she was. She wanted this as much as I did. No more foreplay. None was needed. We were both ready.