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Click hereWe fucked half the night. Then I woke up the next morning to Mom sucking my cock. Tuesday morning was spent with room service and a lot more sex. I somehow managed to drag myself away from the room long enough Tuesday afternoon to get to my meeting. Then hurried back to the hotel for another round of incredible sex before Mom and I had a great dinner that night. The rest of the trip was basically the same routine. It was almost like we were on a honeymoon, leaving the room long enough to get some food and recover, then getting horny again and running back to the room to fuck. It was an amazing three days.
Before Mom left Thursday morning we had a long talk about how we wanted our relationship to move forward. We agreed that what happened was unbelievable, and if it happened again that would be great, but that we had to make an effort to get back to a normal Mother and Son relationship. We agreed not to openly speak to each other about what happened. We knew that both of us would think about it a lot, but that it would make things get back to normal faster if we never spoke openly about it. We also both thought that it would make things better the next time this happened if we controlled ourselves enough not to speak about it. It could be our naughty little secret. Although we didn't make any solid plans both of us agreed that we had to do this again.
Mom and I have spoken on the phone many times in the two months since our meeting and not once have we spoken about the trip at all. The thoughts of what Mom and I did are constantly in my head. I am almost ashamed to admit that a couple of times when my wife and I were having sex my mind drifted back to being with Mom. I wouldn't say it is an obsession, because my wife and I have a very active sex life and that thought has only popped into my head two times out of the dozens of times I have fucked my wife since that trip. I will say though that those times were more intense than normal. It was something my wife noticed too, because after we finished both times she asked what had gotten into me and said that whatever it was I should keep doing it.
A wonderful scenario coupled with great connection. The spontaneity would indeed be animalistic
Let me see if my reading is correct, or I'm just cynical. Mom is 50 years old. A "firm" C cup. Can we say boob job, or bull shit? Why can't guys put just a touch of realism in their stories? Haven't they ever heard of gravity?
Loved the way mom started off,even her son spilled his guts. That was quite a story. And not much of a comment, but it was great..........THANKS..........ps mom & son sex is always best.
I always arranged my business trips where my step mom lived so that I could spend a couple of nights with her. She was a sexual dynamo and was obsessed with my big dick!
i liked the story, and all the dialogue. interesting way to tell a story.