I woke up first, mom was still out of it. She was laying next to me, naked and looking beautiful. I didn’t want to disturbe her, so I quietly got up, slipped on some shorts and went out to the kitchen to get som coffee.
I was sitting at the kitchen table, working on my third cup of coffee, when mom came wandering into the kitchen. I guess she thought she was at her house, because she came out naked. When she saw me sitting there, it gave her a bit of a scare at first, but then with a puzzled look on her face, she asked, “Donny, what are you doing at my house?”
For those of you who have read my stories, you know we live in Florida, where in the summer, if the temp. is 95, it’s a cool day. Mom raised us in a clothing optional house, and we usually opted for for or nothing to wear. Being naked with each other is just normal for us.
“Mom, we’re not at your house. This is my place, see?” She sort of looked around for a second and asked, “OK, you’re going to have to fill in the blanks for me. What happened last night?”
So I told her the tale of the late night phone call and how she threw up all over herself and I cleaned her up in the shower. All of a sudden her eyes got really big. She looked at me and asked, “I remember holding a man’s penis in the shower.”
“Yea mom, that was mine,” I told her. “I wasn’t planning on having you hold on to me that way, but you had other plans and you sort of made me rise to the situation.”
Up to this point, mom and I had made love only one time, and I was very young. Over time, she put it out of her mind, but that was something I could never do. I remember the musty smell of her pussy, the soft feel of her skin next to mind, the mind blowing kisses and the emense feeling of love I had for her that night. Last night, I was able to relive those memories, and I did.
Mom walked over to me and as she got close, I stood up. She placed her hand on my chest, looked me in the eye and asked, “Did we have sex last night?”
“No!” I told her, as I held her by the sholders. “We made love last night. Beautiful love. I know you were d***k and maybe you feel I took advantage of you, but for me, it was an incredibly passionate night, one that I hope we can do again some day.”
She looked into my eyes for what seemed like forever, and then she suddenly threw her arms around my neck and began kissing me deeply. As she kissed me, my hands moved up and down her backside, cuping her ass and feeling every part of her soft skin. When she stopped kissing me, she said, “Donny, I’ve wanted to do that ever since the last time we made love. I ahve wanted you for so long.”
Wow! Her I am, growing up and thinking mom doesn’t want to be in that situation with me again, but all this time, I read her wrong. “Why didn’t you say something? You know Ginger and I have been lovers for years. You have always been the most important woman in my life and making you happy is something I would never stop trying to do.”
I bent down and kissed her again and while she was kissing me, I scooped her up in my arms and carried her off to our bed. I layed her down, and stood there looking at her for a few seconds. There was the woman who gave birth to me, naked in bed and wanting me to make love to her. It was almost too much for my mind to absorbe. I lay on top of her and began kissing my way down her body. I kissed her neck, sholders, mlicked and sucker her lovely, pointy nipples, and down her stomach, until I reached her lovely pussy. I held her legs up slightly and kissed and nibbled my way down. Her breathing was fast paced and heavy. When I reahed her pussy, I lightly kissed and licked all around, not breaking the plain of her love button. I ran my tongue softly over her clit. Her body stiffened like a board and she instantly had a major orgasm. She squirted all over my face and I drank in as much as I could. As she was squirting, I licked and suck her clit hard, which drove her wilder.
Her orgasm seemed to last for minutes, but I sure now it wa only a few seconds. But for those few seconds, I made my mother feel so very good. When I looked up at her, her eyes were tightly closed and her mouth was open, taking in as much air as she could. I stopped for a bit to let her compose herself.
As she came back to earth, she began to cry, and she said, “Oh my god, Donny, that was so incredible. I haven’t cumn like that in years.”
“And whose fault is that?” I asked her. We both started laughing. Laughter turned to a short tickle battle, which turned to caresses, and kisses and licking and making love again and again. But this time, with mom fully sober and aware, when my cock slid into her sweet pussy, the feeling was so intense, because the look on her face was so intense. As I looked into her face, I saw the love that Ginger has for me in her.
We made love with each other all day and well into the early morning hours. About 7:00, we realized we hadn’t had anything to eat all day, so I ordered a pizza, and we sat in bed, eating pizza naked, all the wile talking and laughing like a couple of school k**s. We held each other tightly and drifted off to sl**p that night.
I was planning on spending all day Sunday cleaning the house and getting ready for Ginger and Janice to come home that evening. Imagine my suprise when I felt a hand on my sholder shake me and I heard a voice saying, “Donny, wake up.”
I turned, and there stood Janice and Ginger.
This is where the story gets really confusing…
TO BE CONTINUED