Mommy knows best

Chapter 14

Biting, gnawing and sucking, I assaulted rather than made love to her steaming womanhood. She crossed her legs at the ankles behind my head and started bucking against my face.

"Oh, Alex!" she cried out, "Oh god, oh god!"

My tongue pushed into her depths and I rubbed my mouth back and forth across her rigid little c******s. Her thighs closed tightly on my head and I felt the panic of suffocation. My hand on her stomach felt the tightening of muscles as the first spasm of orgasm overtook my mom. I buried my tongue in her steamy sauna and rubbed my face against her mons.

"Alex, augh . . . augh . . . augh, Alex!"

She bucked against me grabbing my hair and trying, it seemed, to force my whole head into her cunt.

As her climax subsided I lovingly lapped her vulva like a faithful, affectionate dog and let my tongue stray to the area where the cleft of her ass met the bottom of her cheeks. She raised her hips off the sofa in anticipation and I rewarded her by bathing her rosebud and gently probing that orifice. I felt a shudder pass through her body when my tongue found its target.

The knock at the door heralded the delivery of the feast. We quickly composed ourselves and I opened the door. A young man of Indian descent wheeled in a cart laden with food and wine. A fleeting picture of a Hollywood Roman orgy popped into my head and I had to smile, it wasn't far from the truth.

Mother stepped forward and picked up the check and pen that was resting on the cart. Her robe gaped open granting our young friend a generous view of her ample breasts. My c**k stirred as she exposed herself. She added the tip, signed the check and handed it to the waiter with a smile. During the process she made no attempt to close the robe. She was developing into my earthly succubus.

Alone, I said, "Why mother, I do believe the waiter liked your tits."

We laughingly embraced and I allowed my hands to slide down her back and press her womanhood.

We concentrated on the first bottle of pinot noir and the shrimp, allowing the burgers and fries to get cold. Our appetite somewhat appeased, I retired to the bathroom and undressed, freeing my perpetually semi-hard member. I donned a towel before returning to my mother.

I moved the serving cart closer to the sofa. Taking my mother's hand, I led her back to the sofa where I removed her robe and my towel. I sat down and had my mother straddle my stiff p***s facing away from me so I could admire the alabaster ass I was so obsessed with. She lowered herself onto me, and my throbbing tool found its way into her oily hot sheath. The pretty freckled bottom spread across my lower abdomen accenting its inverted heart shape.

"You may now pour the wine and serve our dinner," I proclaimed.

She poured two glasses of wine, cut the burgers in two, and stuffed some fries in my mouth, all the while squirming on my hot c**k. The roundness of her breasts was momentarily visible from side to side as she moved.

She raised herself and turned facing me; she again impaled herself on my c**k. We ate the rest of our meal coupled together, grinding and thrusting the lower portions of our bodies together while I fondled her fine ass and mauled those lovely t**s. There is something very erotic about having intercourse while you are eating and drinking wine.

Our passion was at its peak from the erotic foreplay but tempered with a mellow feeling of love. Wanting to prolong the pleasure we uncoupled to take time to brush our teeth and attend to our needs. We then turned off the TV and darkened the room. My mother came to bed and nestled up to me with a warm and tender kiss but I could sense a change in mood.

"Alex, I love you, but we have to get a grip on ourselves, this has to stop."

I held her tight, rolled onto my back and eased my c**k into her warm, wet p***y as she lay on top of me. We began a slow loving rhythm. Her pendulous breasts bobbed against me and I felt a tear, as hot as her p***y, drop onto my cheek followed by a deep sob.

"Alex, this is so wrong," she sobbed, "Please, I'm your mother."

My arms tightened around her body mashing the large breasts against my chest and slowly I buried my c**k to the hilt in her searing depth. Holding my staff deep inside her, we ground our pelvises together until I could no longer delay my climax. As my p***s started to spasm out my semen I felt my mother's body go taut and then her stomach was convulsing against mine.

Her sobs turned to moans of pleasure.

"I love you mother, everything will be alright."

Finally when she quieted down she looked at me and said,” I am glad that we came on this trip baby. I know that you are probably feeling a bit weird coming on a trip with your poor old mother but this has been the best trip of my life.”

“Of course it is Mom. Why do you think that I am going to even want to be with someone else when I am totally and completely in love with you?” I asked her as we both cuddled together on the bed.

“Because you are young Alex. And I know that you love me and consider that it is your duty to make me happy but that is not true dear…it is like…I am an adult woman in her forties who should be able to take care of her own self by her own. I am very glad that you are with me but baby, you are not going to be there for me forever, are you now?” asked Angela with a sad smile playing on her lips.

“And why do you think that Mom? Why do you consider that I am not going to be there with you and for you like all my life?” asked Alex, and his voice was growing harder than it normally was.

“Baby, my sweet and beautiful baby boy…we have a difference of two decades in between us. Do you think I am that selfish that I am not going to allow you to have your own life ever? Do you think that I am such a woman who will always look after her own happiness rather than her son’s?” asked Angela as she tried to make Alex understand but he was adamant.

“But you are not my own mother. Are you now? You are a woman who just raised me to the best of her capability and don’t you think that is what makes what we have extremely special? How many people do you think actually have what we do in real?” asked Alex and Angela just looked at him absolutely spell bound. He kept on speaking.

“People who are in love they are supposed to live their lives together…isn’t that what we have always heard? Read? Happily ever after? And I have a chance at having that baby….why are you so inclined on making it sure that we are not together for the rest of our lives? Age? How does that matter? I mean, Mom I love you and you love me and I am going to show you world in colours and ways that you never even considered ever possible in your entire life and you are telling me that you don’t want that?” asked Alex as he caressed her n*****s with his fingers and then licked them slowly while Angela moaned at the effect that he had on her.

“How can I say no to that? How can I say no to everything that is all I have wanted in my life? But are you sure that this is what you want?” asked Angela as Alex’s fingers paused over her skin.

“Why do you think that I don’t know what I want?” asked Alex as he looked into her eyes deeply.

“You are young Alex. You are just nineteen…and you have started enjoying your life and why would you even want to spend it with an old woman like me? A temporary respite from girls of your age I can understand but Alex how can you even think of making this thing permanent?” asked Angela as she sat up and Alex immediately placed his hands on her vulva forcing her to part her legs for him. Then he put a finger inside her and swirled it making her moan out even louder.

“This is one of the major reasons Mom. I mean, you are always and permanently wet for me…you will be doing things for me which I say and none of the girls of my age can even think about taking care of me the way you do Mom. I know that you think that I am making a mistake Mom but trust me I might be young but I know what I am doing and I also know very clearly exactly what I need. And you are that,” said Alex as he pushed another of his fingers inside her as she cried out at the sense of pleasure coursing through her.

“You are the one I need Mom. And I am never going to leave you alone…not even for a moment…” said Alex as he finger f****d her and she started cumming after a while gushing juices all over his hand and then he said,” Do we have a deal Mom?”

“About what baby?” asked Angela in a breathless voice. At this point of time she was going to say yes to almost anything and everything that he said.

“We are not going to again discuss what is right for me and what is wrong for me…I am an adult and I make my own choices and I am going to decide what is right for me. Is that alright? Do we have a deal?” asked Alex as he bit her n****e lightly trying to elicit a positive response from her end.

“Oh babby!! Yesss ….please…I am not going to say anything to you about this again,” said Angela as she clutched his hair and then said huskily,” You know, my breasts never filled up with milk but I always wanted to you suck at them when you were a baby…but now you are all grown up and you can suck on my titties and make Mommy feel good..”

“Of course Mom…whatever you want,” said Alex as he clutched hold of the other breasts while he sucked on her n*****s. And then I decided that she should get dressed in her pjs and we were going to role play

I saw you getting out of the shower the other night," I said quickly before she could leave. I continued to stroke my c**k, praying for a response.

"You shouldn't peek at your own mother like that." She remained motionless on her side of the bed, still turned away from me.

"I only saw a little bit of you from behind, but it made me hard."

"You got excited when you saw your Mommy naked?"

"Yes." I slid my hand up and down my shaft with measured control. "I saw your back, and your long legs, and I saw your naked ass." She didn't say anything for several tense moments. I reached down and fondled my balls. While I continued to rub myself I held my breath in anticipation. Eventually, Mom rolled onto her back.

"I knew you were outside the door," she confessed softly. "I noticed how you were watching me--how you were always looking at my body--so I did a bad thing and left the door open just a little, thinking maybe..."

"I like looking at your body. I think about it all the time," I admit.

"But it's wrong, honey. It's wrong to look at your mother like that."

"I can't help it. You're so beautiful. And your breasts are so big, and your ass is so round and smooth," I speak without thinking, without caring, lost in the incestuous bliss of the moment.

"Please, stop saying those things. Just...play quietly, sweetie" she begged. I defiantly let out a low groan of pleasure.

"Masturbate with me, Mom. Put your hand down there and touch yourself."

"No, honey, I can't. It's not nice for a mother to masturbate with her son."

"It's okay, Mom, I want you to. I want you to make yourself feel good."

"It does feel good when Mommy touches herself down there."

"Please, Mom," I whisper in my most plaintive tone.

"All right then," she answered after a long hesitation. "But no more talking. And absolutely no peeking at Mommy while you have your p***s out."