“Yes please.” He whispered in her ear.
Rolling over, she straddled him and nestled his shaft between her lips, stroking it’s length until she felt the tip. Gently cradling it in her hand she needed only adjust her hips and it was sliding into her. Her eyes fluttered as she silently mouthed swears and once filled she was finally able to say “Fuck.” Rhythmically she rocked her hips back and forth on her son, feeling every inch of him stretch her, touching places deep inside her no other man has.
Jason allowed his mother to be in complete control, merely holding her hips and squeezing softly, moaning with nearly every flick of her hips to let her know that he, too, was enjoying every second.
Shutting her eyes, her head rolled back, thrusting out her chest as well, she could feel it happening again. “Oh my god.” She gasped in utter disbelief; one orgasm was rare, the second never happened, but a third wasn’t even a thought. Her left hand dug into the flesh of his chest as she kept the same pace flicking her hips, moaning as she did so.
He reached up, softly rolling her nipple between his fingers.
“Oh yes.” She moaned. Opening her eyes she met his and mouthed ‘I’m cumming.’ Seeing him nod with a smile as the first of countless waves course through her body, shouting out obscenities that were surely heard by more than them. Collapsing onto his chest with a huff she spied the five nail marks she left on him. “Oh, sorry sweetie.” Rubbing her palm over them while breathing heavily.
“It’s okay.” He took her hand in his and brushed the hair from her face.
Kissing him quickly on the lips between gasps for air. “Okay.” Another quick kiss. “It’s your turn.”
“Sure you don’t want to go for the record?” He joked.
Diane gave it serious consideration for a second. “No, I want to make you feel as good as you’ve made me feel.”
Jason nodded with a smirk.
“How do you want me?” She asked him seductively.
“Roll over.” He said, holding her around the waist and laying her on her back. He bit his lip as he stared between her legs, pointing the head of his prick at her and watching as it disappeared inside her with a wet squish sound.
“Oh my god, that’s so loud.” She said, almost embarrassed, her son began to pick up the pace and her pussy squelched in response.
His hands gripped her waist as he pumped away at her. “Oh god mom.” He moaned.
“You close?” She asked, knowing he was. One hand snaking down to give his balls a soft squeeze.
“Oh yea!” He cried out. His rigid shaft invading his mother over and over again, and her sopping wet pussy happily accepting him. “Oh jeeze.” He sighed, feeling tingles and a pressure began to build. “Fuck mom!” He cried out loudly.
It had been so long since Diane was with a man who could last long enough to let her finish, let alone another unheard of two more times, that she couldn’t help but to wrap her legs around him. Her eyes fluttered as she felt her son swell within her, a feeling that brought her immense pleasure causing goosebumps upon her entire body.
Not arguing with her reaction as they were bound at the hips, with his entire length inside her he humped a few more times and felt a torrent of semen leave his body and enter hers. Pulse after pulse he moaned as his mother’s molten wet embrace coaxed every drop of his seed from him. With a whimper his orgasm subsided and sighed one of utter satisfaction.
She ran her hand down his sweaty frame, looking up at him with a slightly embarrassed but wholly pleased expression. Subtly she bit the corner of her lip and smirked. “I uh, I asked you to pull out.”
Jason looked at her, raised an eyebrow, then turned his head as if to draw her attention to her legs that were still wrapped around his waist.
Now fully embarrassed she tucked her lips into her mouth and avoided eye contact while giggling. “Okay, well, that’s on me.” Releasing her grip.
He pulled out and couldn’t help but to watch a bit of his cum begin to leak from her. “Uh, should we do something about…” He nodded between her legs.
She smiled brightly at him. “We’ll figure it out tomorrow.” Laying him down on the bed and resting her head in the crook of his arm. “Tell me about your adventures.” She asked, gently stroking his chest.
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I played a little fast and loose with the medical descriptions for the sake of the story. Thanks for reading, and please leave any questions or comments below or feel free to message me.