The Touch Ch. 20

I hesitated; I had to be absolutely sure.

"Are you sure that you want this?" I was croaky with sexual tension.

Her eyes were bright and her beautiful face lit up when she unleashed one of those fabulous smiles that only she and Maggie could generate.

"Oh yes, I want you so much, so very much." Her voice was soft and husky and deep with longing.

I carefully guided myself to her pussy. I felt clumsy and inept, she was warm and moist and ready, then the tip was probing at her entrance and I pressed gently forward, for some reason terrified that I would hurt her. She seemed to feel my hesitancy and raised her hips to ease passage and suddenly I was sliding into her and my tool felt as though it was encased in a tube of hot liquid velvet.

"Ooooooooh!" she gave a long low moan.

She pulled my face down and our lips met and I was swallowed into a pool of sensual joy centred on her soft mouth, probing tongue and gently rotating hips. We made love, slowly and tenderly for a long time our bodies almost motionless with just our loins moving gently in time with the low moans of ecstasy being drawn from both of us. Her arms were tightly clamped around my neck and her legs entwined with mine. My prick was a shaft of tingling, sensitivity, I could not believe that I had experienced that level of arousal for so long, but I also knew that I was very close to release; I could sense the build up of pressure, like an oil well waiting to gush.

I broke the kiss to look at her face; she looked so happy, her eyes were dancing pale blue lights, she was smiling and her face was framed by a halo of honey blonde hair, it was unbelievable that I was deep inside her, making love to her, and that it was the cause of her happiness.

Then suddenly I was there. Before I could warn her, I was trembling from head to toe and my erection was jerking inside her as I climaxed in a massive eruption, pumping stream after stream of my jiz into her in great thick fluid ropes.

"Aaaah!" We both let out a gasping moan at the same moment. I collapsed into her arms and she gave another small gasp as I withdrew from inside her. We lay quietly holding each other close and pecking at each other's faces with small affectionate kisses.

"Oh God, Mum!" I murmured guiltily, "I came ... I came inside you ..."

"Yes, darling." She laughed joyfully and kissed me solidly on the lips. "It was wonderful!"

"But .... I didn't mean to .... You know .... Er, babies?" I stuttered.

She laughed again and hugged me really close, "I'm not a child .... And I won't be getting 'with child' either .... That hasn't been possible since your sister was born." I had not known about that, but I didn't pry, if and when she was ready she would probably tell me.

We lay comfortable in each others arms for a long time, exchanging small sentiments and kissing, sometimes passionately and sometimes just affectionately, our hands gently sweeping and caressing each other more for comfort than arousal. Mum was the first to fall asleep, laid in the crook of my arm with her head on my shoulder and my face pressed into her fragrant silky hair.

I awoke about four o'clock to realise that I was alone in her big bed. I got up checked the en suite and then pulled on my shorts and went out onto the landing, I could see a light on downstairs.

Mum was sitting at the kitchen table in her towelling dressing gown, nursing a cup of tea. I stepped up behind her and put my arms around her neck and kissed the top of her head.

She turned her head and smiled up at me and we kissed, holding our lips together for long seconds. I don't believe that either of us relished what was to come but we knew that it had to be done. There was some cold coffee in the percolator and I poured it into a cup then sat down opposite her our knees touching beneath the table and she reached over to grasp my hand.

"We need to talk."

"Yes, I know .... I'm sorry...."

"No! Don't be sorry, my darling, please don't be sorry," she said softly. "What happened tonight was wonderful, and I wanted it just as much as you and I think that maybe it was just inevitable, but what we did does have it's consequences."

I raised her hand to my lips and kissed her fingers.

"Jamie, darling, what we did was incest! However right it may have been for us, it will be seen as wrong by most people and is illegal, and if it became public we could both end up in prison!"

"I would never do anything that would hurt you or put you at risk, you know that don't you?

"Yes darling, I know." She smiled and squeezed my hand tightly, "We must never, ever tell anybody, about tonight, especially not Emma or Maggie, you must promise me that. Will you?"

"Of course, did you really need to ask?" I looked into her eyes for any sign of rejection; there was none, "Where do WE go from here?"

"We could both promise to stay away from each other, to just go back to being a normal mother and son, and pretend nothing happened between us tonight." She stood up and came around behind me and put her arms around my neck, her hair falling about my face, and whispered into my ear, "It would mean no staring at my legs ..... no grabbing my arse, and definitely no creeping into my bed at night when we are alone in the house. Do you think that that would work?"

I breathed a great sigh of relief. "No I don't think that would work at all."

"Good, that's agreed," She moved away towards the door and then turned back, "Well, are you coming back to bed then?"