I undressed and crawled into bed next to my quietly snoring wife. I laid my hand on her breast, very improperly thinking about my Mom’s beautiful t***. “Oh yes,” a low, sharp, insistent cry woke me from my half sleep. I sat up, not knowing what I had heard. In a moment it came again, no doubting it this time, it was my Mom m***********. I had to fight my conscience, but it didn’t work. My c*** was standing out in anticipation as I walked quietly down the hall and into her room. The moon cast a glow on the beautiful figure seemingly asleep before me, it was a beautiful sight. She stretched languorously, spreading her legs a little. She raised her knee slightly and my hand slipped in to find the light patch of hair above her vaginal opening. My heart raced, there was the danger of being caught by my wife if she woke up, and the thrill of a new adventure, exploring my mom’s beautiful body. My hand guided one finger to locate her rigid little c*******. There it was, standing up straight longing to be sucked into my mouth. I leaned in to kiss it and let my tongue slip down her deliciously wet slit. My other hand found one of her firm breasts, fondling it, then exploring it from it’s base out to the n*****. Her legs entwined with mine making the feeling of total sensuality complete. I kissed the side of her neck moving my tongue in wet circles causing my Mom to moan out loud. “Oh, my god, I have waited so long for this, she whispered hoarsely in my ear. It was worth the wait. Now give me that big c*** you have!” My c*** found the entry naturally and quickly, as if the way were familiar from years of practice. My cockhead was greeted by the welcoming heat and moisture of her body. With a lunge, I slipped it deep into her waiting p****. She met it with a firm pressure of her own and our bodies came together forcefully, with my c*** buried in the folds of her p****. We eagerly moved into a complementary motion. She held my c*** tightly as it pushed in and out to the rhythms of our bodies. I felt her hand cup my balls as they slammed into her a** cheeks as I fucked her wildly, my thrusts varying between long and short. I pulled my c*** out completely, rubbed the head of it all along the length of her from her a*** to her c*** and back. “More, more” were the only words I heard from Mom. I thrust once more the full length of her c*** and felt my c*** so completely surrounded and squeezed by the muscles of her p****. I couldn’t imagine a better feeling, or a more complete f*** was possible. The tip of my d*** seemed to touch the very end of her tunnel just as its base was against the tight muscle that was her entrance. When she next squeezed my balls, I was ready to explode. Suddenly I felt my o***** building until it erupted in streams of c** that I could not imagine I was capable of. It filled her up and it squished between us as I rammed myself home again. My Mom raised her ankles to each side of my neck to get me deeper inside her for one last moment of ecstasy. “Oh, that was wonderful, Mom.” was all I could gasp. We lay together as our juices flowed out to cover both of our bodies. Mom turned to lick some of it off my c***, then took the whole thing into her mouth before slowly letting it slip from her lips. She rubbed my wilting c*** with the softest and loveliest t*** I have ever felt. My wife was still snoring as I slipped back in bed with her. I couldn’t help reliving the incredible f*** I just had with my Mother until I drifted off to sleep.
