“And I love it, mom. Your scent is so sexy. Um, I probably shouldn’t admit this, but I sometimes use your panties.”
“I found that out Friday when I did the laundry and you didn’t put them all the way back in the hamper.”
“Oh. Are you mad?”
“No, I’m not mad, sweetie. It’s cute. Or flattering, maybe. Do you just stroke yourself with them and then cum into them?”
“Um, I smell them. And lick them. They smell so much better on Fridays. Is that just in my head?”
Ann flushed, both with the thought of Bran smelling and licking her underwear, as well as with embarrassment at what she was about to confess. She enjoyed having an adult conversation, but was still uncomfortable with this particular subject.
“Well, I have the house to myself on Fridays and I use a toy to um, you know.”
“Wow. That’s really hot, mom.”
Ann flushed at Brandon’s words. Sharing her secret him and him finding it hot was special. And arousing.
“Mom, let me make love to you.”
The words almost collapsed her resolve. A compromise entered her mind in that moment.
“Stay here, Bran. I’ll be right back.” She got out of bed, naked and freezing and headed to the bathroom in the hall.
Bran watched her get up and leave. Her nakedness was so erotic. Her breasts drooped down, yes, but they were so full and ripe. Those wide hips and large buttocks that swayed so enticingly when she walked. He reached down and stroked his cock as he watched her walk out of the room.
Ann scampered back into the bedroom, her breasts swaying and bouncing as she almost jumped into the bed to get out of the cold. She had a bottle of lube in her hand. “We’ll make love, Bran. Sort of. I’ll make a tunnel with my hands down by my pussy and spread my legs. You can lay on top of me and make love to my hands.”
“Mom, c’mon.”
“Best offer you’re going get this morning, hon.”
Ann lubed up her hands and lay down with legs spread, her hands down by crotch. “Come on, Bran. Make love to me.”
Bran took in the sight of his naked mother, her soft curves, the wetness on her inner thighs and thought it was the sexiest woman he had ever seen. And she was right here, in person. For him. He positioned himself between her legs, missionary style, being careful to not put any weight on his mother.
“You can put a little weight on me, Bran.” He kept most of his weight on his elbows, but sunk down some, relishing the feel of her soft skin against his, down the length of their bodies. He was nose to nose with his mother now and stared into her eyes.
“This is really nice, mom.”
Yes, it is, sweetie. Now you can enter me. Go slow, okay? Sometimes we like it hard and fast but always assume slow and gentle to start. Give me a second to adjust when you slide into me.”
“Mom? I thought we weren’t going to actually have sex.”
“We’re not. Just pretend and go with the flow.”
Ann reached out and found his cock head, helping him to position it at the entrance of the tunnel she made with her lubed up hands. Her thumbs rested on her clit and she lightly rubbed herself as he slowly slid his hard length into her hands. She kept her grip fairly tight. “You feel so good inside of me, baby. You’re stretching me out in the best way possible.”
Bran looked a little confused at her words and she silently willed him to just go with it. He seemed to come to a realization and replied to her. “How does it feel? Can I start to move now.”
“Yes, baby. Make love to me.”
Bran moved his hips, sliding his slowly cock in and out of Ann’s hands as he kissed her, tenderly. He felt his mother work her tongue into his mouth and the kiss turned passionate.
Ann broke the kiss and nuzzled his neck. “How is it, Bran?”
“It feels really great and I love feeling this close to you.”
Ann rubbed her clit with her thumbs as Bran fucked her hands. She craved his cock in her pussy, but steeled her resolve to take this half measure. She could get off doing this, she was sure. Suddenly, Bran stopped, panting. “Shit, I’m gonna cum.”
Ann smiled endearingly at him. “Just pause, then. I’ll make my “pussy” a little less tight for you. They kissed as Bran lay on top of her, unmoving as he backed away from his orgasm.
Ann loosened her grip on his cock, but kept rubbing her clit, the lube and his pre-cum making a slick mixture to heighten her pleasure. “Let’s cum together, baby. Start back whenever you feel up to it and give me about a minute’s notice before you cum, okay?”
Brandon nodded and started moving his hips again, sliding in and out of her hand tunnel. He moaned in pleasant shock when Ann’s lips brushed his earlobe as she whispered to him. “Your cock is so amazing, Bran. You fill me up so perfectly. I can’t wait to feel your hot cum filling up my pussy.” Feeling a little awkward, he replied in kind.
“Your pussy is so wet and hot. I’m going to blast my hot load deep inside of you.”
Ann could sense Brandon’s embarrassment as he talked dirty to her, but it got her hot and bothered, hearing him talk about cumming inside of her.
“Give it to me, Bran. Fill me up.”
“Shit, I’m gonna cum!”
Ann rubbed her clit hard and fast with her thumbs, pushing herself to climax as she felt Brand shudder on top of her and warm fluid filled her grip. He thrust into her grip in jerky movements as jet after jet of thick jizz coated her hands. She moaned and cried out through her own orgasm. She kissed him tenderly on the lips and nose as he lay panting on top of her.
“I know it wasn’t the real thing honey, but you did great. Now roll off of me so I can clean up.” She held her hands up, thick pearly fluid coating them, a white strand dangling down.
He watched her, thinking about how eagerly she devoured his cum the night before. “You can, you know — use your tongue if you’re wanting to. It won’t weird me out.”
Ann controlled her expression as Brandon seemed to read her mind. She desired to do exactly that, but not in front of him. “I’ll be right back, Bran.” She padded out of the room to the bathroom. Even after her orgasm, her pussy almost ached with the need to be filled with cock. She stared at herself in the bathroom mirror, feeling horny as hell. She turned away, not wanting to watch her debase herself. She raised her hands to her face, inhaling the scent of his cum. She opened her mouth to take in the dangling strand of semen, sucking it past her lips. She then stuck one finger in her mouth, tasting the thick warmth that coated her tongue in such a delightful way. She moaned softly and licked some of the stuff off her palm. A glob of it stuck to her lower lip and she sucked it into her mouth. When she had about half his ejaculate in her mouth, she closed her eyes and slowly swirled it around, savoring the taste as it coated her teeth and tongue. She sensed the remainder of the jizz starting to cool on her hands so she swallowed what was in her mouth and plunged her fingers back in, sucking on them greedily. After swallowing the rest, she wiped off her face with a hand towel, shivering in the cold bathroom and trotted back to her bed where Bran waited.