You Know I Can See You, Right? Ch. 06

"This is so wrong, baby! I am so in the wrong!" she willfully released my cock, wet with her spit, from her grasp and moved back a bit from the couch.

"No." I said, gently, simply. "You are not!" I whispered forcefully. She moved to get up but I moved quicker, turning on the couch and gathering her wrists in my hands. "You are not. You are my lover, ... and I am yours."

Her eyes drifted to mine as if in a complete drunken stupor. She looked dazed. I helped her back up onto the coffee table and knelt, moving between her thighs. I wrapped my arms around her and held her tightly to me.

"I love you so much." I whispered in her ear. "And you love me." Her hands gently found my hips but she didn't hug me back. "We are lovers, Mom. You and I. Together. We haven't 'made love' yet, but we will, I have no doubt. Hug me. Hug me like my lover."

It took a minute for her to gather her thoughts, but then her hands slid up my body wrapping around me and hugging me. Then she hugged me tighter, then even tighter.

"Yes." I whispered. "Lovers. We're lovers." I let the thought sink in for a while, then added, "Say it. Tell me that I'm not wrong. That we are lovers. Say it."

"Oh Andy. We are, aren't we?" I nodded. "We're lovers. I do. I love you so much sweetie!" We stayed like that for a long time, holding each other tightly.

My hands began to caress little circles around her back, feeling the elegant skin and the underlying structure of her muscles. It reminded me that she was really fit. I stroked down over her hips and over the part of her bottom that I could reach. She began to do the same to me. Our caresses were beginning to confirm what we had just agreed: that we were lovers.

I pulled back a bit and reached up to cup her cheeks, cradling her face in my hands. We smiled at each other. She had tears on her cheeks, which I wiped away. This was a major step in our relationship, but we had crossed over into a new realm. I kissed her gently but slipped my tongue in her mouth deeply. She took it with a gentle sucking.

I pushed back and sat on the couch, taking her hands in mine and pulling her up to stand in front of me. I couldn't get over the notion that my mother was standing between my knees, completely nude and now, finally, admittedly, my lover, soon to be my sexual partner.

She stood calmly letting me explore her slowly, calmly. I caressed her hips, her sexy round bottom, her tummy, lower over her swollen mound, and finally up to her breasts; her incredible breasts. I took them both lovingly in my hands and cupped and gently lifted them feeling the fullness and their weight. Her nipples were so hard they looked painful. I wanted to sooth them.

I leaned in and kissed the right one. I kissed it a second time and then drew it into my mouth. My tongue washed over it, back and forth, as her hands both came up to hold the back of my head.

"Mmmmm yes, sweetie!" she moaned passionately. "Suck me lover. Oh I love that so much!!" I continued to slowly caress the hard tip with my tongue. "You remember what I told you last month? About how you used to suck my nipples so hard when you were drinking my milk?, I used to feed you with these. Your adorable little mouth sucking on my nipples. I loved feeding you my milk. I wish I could give you my milk again."

"Oh yeah! I wish you could too. That would be so exciting!"

"Yes baby! It was so sweet, my milk. You would suckle for an hour at a time. I would get so wet feeding you. My pussy would get so wet, ache so much, when I would nurse you."

"Are you wet for me now?"

"Of course, sweet lover. You know I am. So wet for that big hard cock of yours. Sooooo fucking wet for my son's beautiful big penis." She was cooing into my ear, as she leaned down, combing her fingers through my hair as I went back and forth from one perfect nipple to the other. "Mmmmm. You suck me so good. I can't wait to see how well you suck on other parts of me." She said with a sexy chuckle.

She felt my erection against her leg and moved a bit to capture it between her calves.

"Mmmmm. My goodness! You feel so fucking hard!" She whispered into my ear. "My son's cock is so hard for his sexy mother, isn't it?" I moaned that 'Yes it was!' "Yeah? Is it? My naughty son has a big hard cock for his own mother?" I moaned louder at her incredibly sexy talk.

My hands glided down her back and over her sexy butt. I squeezed her buns, which elicited a soft moan from her. I sneaked my fingers between her legs and over her pussy lips, which were swollen and open. Her pussy was drooling sweet fluid from her excitement. I gently bit down on the nipple in my mouth.

Mom pulled my face to up to gaze into my eyes.

"Baby." She panted, "Sweet Andy, baby." I have never seen a woman so turned on as she was that moment. "You're going to fuck me aren't you?" she asked the question as if she feared the answer.

"I want to, yes." I replied, worried that she was backtracking, yet again. I would never force her though. That was certain.

"I want you to! I want you to fuck me so bad! Take that incredible cock so deep in me! I am going to let you fuck me sweetheart, darling. You will fuck me, I promise!" There was definitely something on her mind, though.

"You want to wait?" I asked her, knowing full well that she did.

"Would you hate me?" I chuckled.

"No. I could never, ... would never." I smiled up into her concerned face. "Simply knowing that we are going to actually make love, ... at some point, ... is enough for now." Her look softened. She even smiled slightly. "I can wait, .. if you can."

Her eyes rolled back in her head a bit.

"I'm not sure I can, baby. But I want to. I'm not sure why really, ... but I do, ... for now?" This last little question came out as such a tender pleading for time. She bit her lower lip, hoping beyond hope that I would be able to make us both halt this and wait for another time.

Placing my hands on her hips, I moved her back a bit and stood up, my cock pushing into the soft skin of her tummy. Nose to nose I smiled down into her big blue eyes.

"Come." I told her taking her by the hand. "Let me put you back in bed."

I led her to my bed and turned her so I could kiss her once more. Our tongues played together again. My hand found her right breasts and gently held it and squeezed a bit. Her hand dropped to my cock and she squeezed that.

"God I want this in me so bad!"

"You'll get it soon enough. Maybe tomorrow? Maybe next week, next month, but soon. Once you have it you'll never stop getting it. Every day, every night!"

I laid her back in bed and she arranged herself on display for me, one arm over her head the other hand casually running over her pussy lips. I bent and kissed her mouth, then both her nipples, then her tummy and then, after a brief pause, right on her clit. Just my lips, no tongue, but the contact electrified her.

"Goodnight lover." I said, standing. My cock was literally like a rock it was so hard. Her eyes fell to it and she immediately sat up.

"Oh my god! I can't stand it. Just once?" she asked as she moved towards it and wrapped her lips around the shaft. She drew me in really deep, until she gagged hard and withdrew. "Fuck! You feel so good! I love the taste of you Andy." She smiled wickedly up at me. "I love the taste of my son's sweet cock."

I stood there in shock for a moment. I was on the very edge of cumming without even touching myself.

Goodnight, .. Mom." I finally whispered, smiling, I turned and left the room, went to my couch and lay there for 2 hours, wanting to jack off furiously, but also wanting to save every drop of my salty cum for my mother. 'Jesus, what a day.' I thought to myself. "What will tomorrow bring?'

To be continued ...