Mum Ch. 03

She pushed me up to look at me.

'Oh John...don't be,' then pulled me back to her, 'that is so sexy.'

I could feel her starting to move under me again. As we resumed our fuck I knew it wouldn't last long and I was longing to fill her with my sperm, to let her feel me cumming inside her. Our movements increased and suddenly she started whispering in my ear.

'Talk dirty to me like you do Jenny. Tell me what a filthy fucking whore I am! Tell me my huge sloppy cunt feels so hot and nasty round your cock! Tell me you're going to fuck my arse!'

She was so close and so was I. I groaned into her ear.

'I can't...not to you.' I gasped.

'I want you to...please?'

'Oh mum,' I said softly.

'Please...it gets me so high when I hear you.'

I could feel myself getting to the point of no return and wanted hers with me. I put my lips to her ear.

'Come on then you fucking bitch! Make your cunt clench and suck my cum out you whore!' I grunted hoarsely

Her head pressed back into the pillows and more curses poured from her mouth as my cock spat the contents of my balls deep into her body. We jerked and writhed together as the overwhelming uncontrollable sensations coursed through us each amplified by the reactions of the others' body. I pushed myself up off her to watch her cum, her tits and belly rippling with each spasm as it ran through her, her head turned to one side, her mouth open and uttering guttural sounds.

I had never imagined in all my masturbation fantasies that she would cum like that.

We lay together quietly afterwards too exhausted to do anything else. I had pulled out of her and my spunk now oozed from her still open lips down over her little hole and onto the bed. I pulled the duvet over us and we cuddled our sweaty bodies together. She kissed me again but this time with a tenderness I had only ever felt once, the first time our lips met properly.

We listened to our breathing slow, saying nothing, just comfortable in each other's arms and the full reality of what had just happened dawned on me. After years of masturbating thinking of what it would be like to fuck her, of smelling her intimate secretions on her panties, I had tasted and licked her intimately and made love to her with her enthusiastic co-operation. Things would never be the same between us again.

I pulled her face gently to mine and kissed her lips.

'Thank you so much...it was wonderful.' I said softly. 'You were wonderful.'

'I hope I wasn't a disappointment for you.' she said as she snuggled into my shoulder. I laughed softly.

'No way...oh no. I shall never forget this.' I pulled her closer. 'I just hope I wasn't a disappointment for you.'

'You could never be that' she muttered as she snuggled tighter into my shoulder, and pretty soon she started snoring softly.

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I held her as she slept and when she woke a little later we cleaned up. We both showered – by ourselves - the bedding got stripped and washed and dried and replaced and all was well and looking normal for when Jenny returned.

I did feel a little guilty for her and was especially caring towards her for the next few days, but the feeling soon passed and was replaced by the anticipation of another session with my mother. She had intimated that she didn't want it to be a 'once only' fuck and hoped we would be able to do it again from time to time.

Since then we have, on several occasions and although each time was a wonderful experience none ever quite matched up to the thrill and excitement of that first time.