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Then she lay back and spread her legs wide, presenting her beautiful dark-haired pussy to me. Again the laugh, and then she said, "Bon appetit, mon cheri!" God! What a night this had turned out to be! I didn't waste any time getting on my knees between Mom's legs. I eagerly ran my hands up her smooth full thighs, squeezing and caressing them. I kissed my way up her legs and all around her hairy triangle as I gently probed a finger into her moist lips. Then I brought my mouth to her fragrant crotch, pulled open her pussy lips with my thumbs and began to lick and nibble lightly at her labia. Her abundant juices tasted like divine nectar to me! I began to lick more vigorously, then found her little clit and began to flick lightly at it with my tongue. Mom took hold of my head and let me know by her grip which strokes got to her most. 

She began to moan very softly and to rock her hips forward and back. I did my best to give Mom as good a cunt lick as I could, and I guess I succeeded pretty well. I was loving it, the delightful smell and taste, the feel of her soft inner genitals on my tongue and the crispy hair against my nose, the soft firmness of her round ass cheeks as I grasped them to pull her closer, the feel of her hands on my head, pulling with desire and passion. Then Mom began to buck her hips so hard that I had a difficult time staying with her, but I held on and kept lapping away as she went into a convulsion of extremely rapid humps with her hips, and I detected a sudden increase in her cunt juices. 

Then she stopped her movements and held my head very tight and very still while her body trembled violently. After a few long moments, Mom heaved a big sigh and lay back. I lifted my head from her crotch and looked up at her. She gave me another big smile and said, very huskily, "Thanks, honey. That's the best lingus my little cunnie's ever had! Ooooh, God! Did that ever feel good! I hope it wasn't too unpleasant for you." "Unpleasant! My God, Mom! I loved it. I'd like to do that every night." Mom seemed surprised.

 She said that Dad does it for her once in a great while, but she knows that he doesn't really like it, although he loves to have his cock sucked, and she enjoys that. "Well, Mom," I said, "anytime you want a cheerful cunt licker, you know where to come. Anytime." She laughed and kissed me again, this time licking some of her cunt juices back inside. 

We noticed that the movie had ended while we were otherwise distracted. We sat there kissing for a while, as I played with her tits and cunt, and she fondled my hard-again cock. Then Mom said, "Why don't you rewind the tape and start it again? I think I saw some fucking when I first came in. Maybe--just maybe--that might give us some more ideas." I eagerly did as she suggested. This film didn't take long at all to get to the hard stuff, and soon there was a pair of people fucking away--in fact, two pairs. 

The scenes kept shifting from one couple to the other and back. I had my finger up Mom's cunt again by this time and she was sort of pushing her mound against my hand as she rubbed my hard cock. "Well, Mom," I said eagerly, "how about it? That looks like fun to me." "It certainly does," said Mom softly, "but of course, this is a little more serious. Maybe what we've been doing could be called just playing around, but fucking by a mother and son is incest." "If it's really love, what's wrong with that, Mom? I love you more than any other person in the world, and I'd like to show you my love in every way possible." 

Mom smiled very warmly and kissed me sweetly. "Thanks, honey. That's just what I needed to hear. I feel the same way. Who should make real love more naturally than a mother and her beloved son? I want you to fuck me, my darling boy." She raised her arms and pulled her nightgown off over her head, letting her gorgeous big tits fall free. Then she lay back, pulling me with her. She put one leg up on the back of the sofa. I pulled myself up over her as she spread her thighs wide to let me between them. 

Mom took hold of my cock with one hand and opened her pussy lips with the other. Then she guided the head of my cock right inside. I very slowly pushed and pulled, sinking my dick deeper and deeper into her well-lubricated love passage. Finally I was in her all the way, my balls against her ass, and our pubic hair meshed together. Mom pulled my head down so that we could kiss as we fucked. Both of us seemed to want to make this last awhile, so we moved very slowly at first. I would pull slowly out until I was almost all the way out, then slowly sink back in all the way. I could feel every bit of her moist, slippery passage, and I'm sure she got all the feel of my happy hard cock. 

All the time, we were kissing with open mouths, and I was playing with her tits and ass, while she fondled my ass or my balls. It was just a very loving slow fuck, romantic and domestic at the same time--Mom and son with all the family love due to each, but also now two lovers, very very much in love romantically and sexually. It was an overwhelming feeling to actually have my cock in my own dear beautiful mother's cunt and to sense her extreme pleasure in our union. And of course, there was the added excitement that my father or sister could come down the stairs at any time and catch the two of us "in flagrante." Since we had both already come once, we were not in a frenzy to reach orgasm again rapidly. 

For a long time--it must have been at least a half hour--we just continued that slow lovemaking, sometimes just lying, joined together at genitals and mouths, other times fucking gently, warmly. Of course, the intensity gradually began to build, and we both seemed to feel the urgency at the same time to step up the tempo. Mom signaled this by bringing her knees up and opening herself still wider to my thrusts. 

She began humping lightly, cuing me to pump a little harder. Thus, bit by bit, like an old-fashioned steam locomotive just gradually picking up speed, Mom and I began screwing in earnest. My thrusts became harder and faster; her hips humped more vigorously. Our tongues became more insistent in our kisses. Mom began breathing harder and moaned lightly from time to time. I began to grunt with my thrusts. When I reached the bottom of a stroke, I would grind it in hard for a moment, and Mom responded by wiggling her ass to push up against that pressure. 

Then Mom muttered into my mouth, "OK, honey! NOW! fuck me hard, honey! real hard! Just let me have it with all you've got." I didn't need to be told twice. Immediately I began pounding it to her, ramming my hard cock into her almost violently. She kept right with me, bucking her hips up fiercely to get all the force of each thrust. In and out--in and out--fuck--fuck--fuck--fuck! We were in a very hard and rapid rhythm, perfectly coordinated, fucking passionately, hungrily, greedily, seeking our own and our partner's full measure of ecstasy. 

Mom began panting and her soft moans turned into a muffled little sustained scream, and I knew that she was on the brink of orgasm. At the same time her ass started bouncing off that sofa with absolute abandon. I put everything I had into banging her but good, plowing into her with every bit of strength I had. God! Did my mother's leaping, grasping cunt feel good on my cock! Then with a loud groan I started spurting my juice into Mom's plunging cunt. She humped even faster yet, spasmodically, uncontrollably, coming in a big way. Then she was stiff and shuddering violently again, and my pleasure-filled cock was shooting the last of my juice deep within her belly. 

We clung to each other passionately, wet with sweat and cum and saliva, gloriously wet--and filled with the deepest love and gratitude. My love--and my respect--for my precious mother had grown to be far greater than ever before. And I knew that her deep love for me had been demonstrated in the most explicit way possible. This wonderful night was the beginning of an intense, sincerely loving affair which is still going on. I am now 26 and Mom is 49. We have been very discreet, and no one suspects that my tender concern for my mother is actually a sexual relationship. 

Mom is still one hot piece of ass, and she still loves my cock. She and Dad get along fine, but I know that I am her real lover. Oh yes, I am married now and love my wife dearly. She is great in bed--but I'm afraid that she will never be as good as Mom. No one could be.