Woman Enough to Take My Man

I felt like a savage lioness attacking a small bird with a broken wing as I unsnapped my jeans and pulled the zipper down right in her face. She was staring hungrily as the zipper slid slowly down. She licked her lips as though in extreme anticipation as she nervously tried to draw her eyes away, glancing left and right but always coming back. When the zipper stopped, she grabbed the waist of my jeans on either side of my hips and pulled them down with a titanic effort against the tightness of their fit.

Then she collapsed in the hysterical struggle between her raging desires and the desperate need to conceal those desires. I realized she was as full of self loathing for her desires and I was for exploiting those desires. Suddenly everything came together in my mind in a surge of crystal clarity. She needed me to release her from her fear. She needed me to make her do what she could not do and yet, could not prevent herself from doing. She was hugging my thighs frantically and sobbing hysterically.

"Mother, Shhhh. It's all right. If I had not interfered, you would be doing this to Ms Olsen right now. I don't care about the kinkiness of your affairs for that's what they are - your affairs and none of my own. It doesn't matter what a person needs and no one has any real control over what they need. If you have to make love to a pink elephant in a hot air balloon, it is none of my business. I interrupted your little liaison so if you want to suck a pussy, you can suck mine. In fact, I insist that you do it so I won't feel so bad about messing up your afternoon."

Mother looked up with the dawning of new revelations flitting across her face. I pushed my panties down to meet my jeans and spread my thighs enough to give her a glimpse of my version of paradise. Then I gently touched the back of her head, crooning to her and reassuring her and gently brought her voracious mouth to my yearning cunt. Her craving exploded in a frenzied rush to get as much of her face, mouth, and tongue into my pussy as it could possibly accommodate. I was driven back over the top of the table with the ferocity of her assault. I lay on my back with my legs spread as wide as the jeans and panties would allow while she kissed, licked, and sucked me to ecstasy. Wave after wave of ultra orgasms swept through both of us in a relentless pace as though leaping from one peak to another while bypassing the valleys. I passed out in sheer bliss and blessed contentment.

That was a breakthrough session for both of us. I went back to school and changed roommates. I knew that I did not need the twisted carnality from Gloria that I could not live without before. I was looking for someone, male or female, who could accept me as I was and one that I could accept and appreciate. Mother also outgrew the need to be submissive that had been spawned by her self hatred as she learned to stop judging herself. We both grew up a lot that summer and she still gets touchy feely sometimes and it just thrills me to death when she does.