After Chris properly tipped the man, he headed inside and went straight for his mother. She was still in her dress, and then when the door closed behind them, she was off her feet in his arms in a matter of seconds.
Chris swung her around and maneuvered her so that her legs found their way locked around his waist. Their lips met in a fiery passion that neither of them had ever felt.
Still holding her, he made his way to the bed and began to take the beautiful dress off his mother. He was trying to be careful as his mother looked fabulous in it and he wanted to see her in it again. His lust and wanting of his mother kept getting in the way of him being all that carful though.
Faith didn’t care if he cut the dress off with a butter knife. She wanted it off and wanted him undressed too, in between her legs and inside her. She could not recall ever wanting a man like she did in this moment. She wanted him so badly that she could barely speak, all her words sounded like small whimpers and moans.
Finally, the dress fell to the floor, and Chris found she had no panties on. He groaned at the thought of her going sans panties all night long. The sight of her soft shaven pussy caused his cock to throb.
Faith could feel her juices running down her legs as she heard the groan of her son/lover when he saw that her panties were not there.
Her breasts sagged too much to go without a bra, not to mention she didn’t want her nipples sticking out like they did.
It only took seconds for his trousers to fall down to his ankles, he stepped out of them. Then he climbed onto the bed with his cock standing stiff and tall and began to kiss her some more. He started with her mouth, then her neck. Her bra disappeared and he kissed down her front to her breasts.
Faith knew from all the time her dream lover had played with her tits that he liked them. She was very self-conscious of them but her dream lover played with them so mercilessly, that she had woken several times with red swollen nipples.
He sucked on one of them and groped the other one. Then he would switch. He continued to kiss down her torso, her belly and her belly button – sticking his tongue into it and sending yet more thrilling sensations into her. Then he found her bald pubic mound, kissing it softly.
Faith felt frustrated that he didn’t continue to go down to her pussy. She could have orgasmed right then, but she was being denied.
He began kissing her legs, working his way onto the soft flesh of her inner thighs. He slid his tongue up and down them and within millimeters of her sopping wet pussy.
Faith couldn’t take it any longer. She needed to orgasm. She reached for his head and pushed his mouth down to her pussy. She held it there feeling his lips press against her clit before his tongue started to work on her.
“Chris!” she screamed as she felt him find the magical place that few men knew existed on her. She felt more lubricant escape her than ever before as she called out his name a second time, feeling yet another orgasm take over her body. “Chris! oh god Chris!”. She felt the sensation of his warm wet tongue swishing around in little circles, like he was summoning her orgasm. Then the hat trick came in, a gush of pleasure swept over her that she had never expected. She couldn’t call out his name on the third one as she was rendered speechless and almost passed out, her body went limp.
Chris feeling her body go limp like it did, panicked. “Mom, oh god mom are you ok?” He was scared.
It took everything Faith had to open her eyes and answer him with a nod. She couldn’t speak right then. She was still feeling the massive orgasm slowly dissipating inside her. She had never had an experience like he had just given her, it was the most powerful orgasm. How on earth was she to return this favor of his? she asked herself. She was a middle age woman. Chris was her teenage son. Yet he had given her something she never knew existed or was even possible.
Faith managed to wrap her arms around Chris to let him know she would be fine, but it took several moments before she could even speak again.
“God Chris, I have never had something like that.” She finally got out. She wondered how he did that, where he learned to do that. But she refused to ask.
As soon as she was able to move again. She put Chris on his back. She then lowered herself between his legs, parting her lips to begin sucking his cock for a good five minutes until her jaws were sore. She could feel him holding back. He wanted her pussy, and she knew it, a mother knows these things.
She held him in place and mounted him this time, sliding his cock into her. She then began to grind her pussy all over him. This was something she never really liked. She liked it when the man would take her. But this way, she had to do all the work, but it didn’t feel like work with Chris. That is what she wanted to do for her son/lover.
As she ground her cunt on him, she could feel him begin to grow even harder. “Yes, just where I want him” she thought, “now, for the pestle la resistance.”
“Chris?” she asked as she continued grinding on him, sending him deep inside her.
Chris looked at her and then said in an exasperated tone “yes, Faith?”
She smiled and said “what did I tell you about calling me mommy when you are fucking me?” she felt his cock flinch as she said mommy. She smiled at her success.
“Don’t ever call you mom?” he said. “I am…” he started to apologize for his earlier slip, but faith interrupted.
“That’s right, you wouldn’t want to FUCK your mommy, now would you?” this time she heard a groan and felt his cock twitch at the same time.
Chris looked at her with more hunger than ever before.
“Oh, I think you do want to fuck your mommy, you dirty little boy.” She antagonized him as she felt him trying with everything he had to keep himself from shooting his load right then.
“Is it true? Do you wanna fuck your mommy, son?” she continued.
“Yes” he gasped and shuddered out in a whispered tone. Still trying to keep all his fluids in his balls.
Faith had him right where she wanted him. She knew he deserved this too. “What do you want to do with your mommy, son?” she asked.
“I, I, I wanna. I wanna fu…” he stuttered out.