Author: Hexy
Title: The Anniversary
Part: 3 of 7
Universe: Sandmaster Prime
Summary: Anthony seduces his mom, or mother seduces Anthony.  You decide.
Keywords: inc, mom-son, mF, romance

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The Anniversary by Hexy…
Chapter 3:  Day minus one.

My mother and I ate our brunch quietly.  I noticed that she had a wine glass out.  I questioned her about it and she said that since we were celebrating she could have an early drink.  I raised my glass of milk up to her for a toast.  “Here’s to partying on your day off.”  I took a long pull of the milk and Mom downed the glass of wine.  I got up and brought in the wine bottle from the kitchen and I poured her another glass full.  We finished eating and started to clean up.

I washed dishes as mom cleaned up the table.  She was done before me.  So she sat down at the breakfast bar to drink wine and chat with me.  I finished the dishes as quickly as possible.  With that done, I went upstairs to change my sheets and Mom went to put on her bikini.  She headed up to her room with a glass of wine in her hand.

I was trying to get the bed sheet off my mattress when I heard.  “ANTHONY COME IN HERE!”  My mother yelled from down the hall.  I went to her room to see what she needed.

“I need an honest opinion.  Which bathing suit do you like the best?”  She asked.  She held up a one piece with blue and green flower pattern.  I scrunched my nose and shook my head No

“There’ s this one.”  She said holding up another one piece.  It was white with lace and it had a thong bottom.  I gave her the ‘iffy’ sign with my hand.

“Now the two pieces.”  She held up a red bikini.  I gave her the same hand sign.

“How about this one?”  She showed me a brand new string bikini that was black and gold.

“That’s a nice one”  I said honestly.

“And how about this?”  She held up another string bikini, this one was with a thong bottom.  It was neon green.

“That’s better.”  I said admiring the thong part.

“I have that bright yellow bikini that you like, hanging in the shower and a sunbathing bikini.”  She didn’t bother to show the sunbathing one, so naturally I assumed that it would be a skimpy little thing.

“Well, if were going to sit in the sun for a little while you should wear the sunbathing one.  We’re going to work on our tans before swimming right?”  I turned and walked to my room to give my mother some privacy and to finish changing my sheets.  3 minutes later and I waiting for her, with a towel wrapped around my waist.  She came down wearing her swimming robe and holding two types of tanning lotion and her empty glass of wine.  Seeing that, I rushed to the kitchen counter to get the wine bottle.  I opened the sliding door for her.

We walked out to the full length lounge chairs by the pool.  There was a small table separating the two loungers.

We settled into the routine of my mother putting lotion on my back and the back of my legs.  I did the front part.  Mom picked up the face type of lotion and carefully put some on my face.  Now it was moms turn.

I carefully put on some of the face lotion on my Mom.  When I was done with her face, she turned her back to me and shrugged off her robe.  The ‘sunbathing’ bikini had a thong bottom.  I noticed that there wasn’t a little bowtie knot on the back of here bikini bra.  I started rubbing lotion on her shoulders and back.  I couldn’t wait to rub tanning oil on her ass.  As if reading my mind she said, “I already put tanning oil on my butt.”  I silently cursed my misfortune.  I obediently skipped her butt and moved down to her legs.  I must admit that this was almost as good as rubbing oil on her ass.  I was face level with her ass for about half the time I was rubbing oil into her legs.  I normally wouldn’t have tried this, but since Mom had been drinking…

“Mom, you didn’t put the tanning oil on your butt evenly.”

“I didn’t?”  She turned trying to look at her ass, but couldn’t really see anything.  “Okay, just get the parts that I missed.”

I started to rub lotion in to her ass slowly, thinking that I was the luckiest guy on the face of the planet.

“That’s enough.”  Mom ordered.  I wasn’t done, so I countered.

“But the oil has to be rubbed into the skin in order for it to work.”

“Sixty seconds then.  If it isn’t rubbed in by then, I’ll just have to live with a two-toned butt.”

I grabbed an ass cheek in each hand and began to rub the tanning oil into her skin.  I let my fingers spread some oil down into the crack of her ass.  I thought I heard a moan, but it probably was just my wishful thinking.

I was still kneeling when she turned to let me get the front parts of her legs.  When I saw the front part of the bikini bottom I thought I had died and gone to heaven.  The bikini bottom was a thin fabric with a paisley pattern.  The fabric hugged every part of my Mother’s pussy.  I was less than a foot away from a camel toe.  The top of the bikini bottom couldn’t have been more than three inches wide.  The bottom part of the bikini was about two inches wide, which was just barely enough to cover my Mom’s hairless cunt lips.  I stalled as much as I could but I didn’t want to be too obvious.

I stood up and saw the bra part of the bikini.  Now that I could take in the both parts of the suit, I was sure that there was no way that bikini could pass a decency law in this state.  The triangle patches that covered each tittie was, at the most, two inches wide.  The material was so thin that I easily saw the outline of her areola and nipples.  “Thanks honey.”  I went to my lounger which was a couple feet away.  I made sure to hide my erection from her, but it was difficult with the swimming trunks.  I’m sure that she saw my dick when I sat down.  Mom set her mental timer for twenty minutes.

We both laid down on our stomachs.  Mom drank two more glasses of wine before she put her head down.  I was thankful that we usually started with tanning our backs.  I tried not to think about the bikini bottom fabric as it clung to every curve of my mother pussy.  I thought of baseball, volleyball, soccer, video games, and a bunch of other things.  None of them helped with my erection.  I didn’t have a full blown boner, but my dick was plenty hard.

The twenty minutes passed and my Mother called out, “Flip over.”  I flipped myself on my back quickly.  I watched my Mother slowly and carefully turn herself over.  The patches of cloth that covered her titties did an amazing job of staying in place.  I admired her body for a moment before I settle back down.  I reached over to the table that separated the loungers and picked up my sun glasses.  I offered my Mother her pair.  She thanked me and took a drink from her wine glass before laying back down.

I started to get thirsty after some time passed.  The sun was extraordinarily bright and hot today.  I looked over at the wall clock by mom and I saw from the clock that ten minutes had passed.  Mom had gone through almost a full bottle of wine in about an hours worth of time.

“How you doin’, Mom?”

“I’m not feeling any pain.”  She answered.  She also added,  “You’re going to have to do the driving today, I’m a little too tipsy to be behind the wheel.”

“Sure thing mom.  Hey, I’m going to get some koolaid, do you want me to get you anything?”  I asked.

“Yes honey, be a good boy and open the bottle of red wine and bring it out to me.”  YES!!  I mentally shouted.  “Bring me a bigger glass too.”  She gulped down the remainder of what was in her glass and then handed it to me.  Her hand was a little unsteady.

I went inside and poured myself a big glass of grape koolaid.  I opened the bottle of wine and went out to rejoin my mother.  My sexy Mom was sitting up smiling at me as I walked around her lounge chair.  As I sat down I noticed that the other bottle of wine was still there, and there was still some wine in there, probably enough for a couple mouthfuls.  “Mom, you should finish off that bottle before you start on this one.”  I suggested to her.

“Okay.”  She said.  She brought the bottle up to her mouth and drank the rest down.  A little wine poured out the corner of her mouth, ran down to her chin, and dripped onto her right tit.  I would have given blood to lick it clean for her.

I poured her a glass of wine, a BIG glass of wine.  She took it from me and offered a toast.  “To a wonderful son.”  Our glasses clinked and she took a big swig, when she put the glass down on the table it was less than half full.  I topped it off the glass and sat back into my lounge chair.

“Mom?”

“Yes honey.”

“Why do you call that a sunbathing bikini?”  I asked.  She reached over to her extra large wine glass and brought it to her lips for a drink.  After she finished the entire glass she answered my question.

“The fabric,” She started, “passes the ultraviolet rays that tan the skin.  So, when it comes to the sun, my bikini is invisible.”

I walked over to her lounge chair and sat down next to her.  I wanted take a closer look at the fabric.  “That bikini is almost invisible now.”  I said jokingly.  “You know,” I said, “I didn’t see you put any tanning lotion under your bikini.”

“You’re right.”  She stated.  “I should put some on.  I don’t want a sunburn on my girlie parts.” She started to sit up to get the tanning oil, I stopped her and got it myself.

“Here, lay back and relax, I’ll put it on.”  I said, trying to sound help full.

“Okay honey but make it quick.  If I think you’re copping a feel, I’ll be very mad at you.”

“Don’t be so paranoid, Mom.”  I said in my most exasperated tone.  “Have another drink.”  I handed her the glass after I refilled it and she quickly drank the whole glassful down.  She laid back into the lounger and closed here eyes.  I took that drink from her hand and set it on the table.

I poured some lotion in to one hand before rubbing them together to evenly distributed the amount.  I thought about those perfect tits.  Should I do them both and the same time, or one at a time.  I went for one at a time.  I firmly put my hands around my Mother’s right tit.  I moved my hands under the fabric and started to rub the lotion in to the covered area.  I had a wicked idea.  “Mom, I can’t really see if I’m doing this evenly, so I’m going to have to untie your top.”  I started to pull the bowtie knot.

“Okay honey, but hurry up, I don’t want you thinking that touching my breast is a normal thing to do.”

I slowly pulled a string to undo the knot.  When the knot came undone, her tits sprung up slightly, flicking the bikini bra off of her tits.  I licked my lips, my mouth was dry all of the sudden.  I poured s little more lotion directly on the right tit and started to rub it in.  I started to rub and twist my mother’s nipples with my fingers when…

“That’s enough Mister.  Move on to the other one or I’ll ground you for the rest of the summer.”  Crap I thought.

“I need to get a drink before I do the other one.”  I said as calmly as I could, which didn’t sound very calm at all.  “Do you want me to fill up your glass?”

“Yes please, dear.”  My mother took her glass and held it up to me.  I grabbed the bottle of wine in one hand and my drink in the other.  I waited to take a drink until after I filled up my mother’s glass.  I hoped that she didn’t see how shaky my hand was.  I took a long drink, draining my glass down to less than half.  My mother downed her entire glass.  That was her third one in a row.  Being a good son, I refilled it, she thankfully took a couple sips and set it down on the adjacent table.

I moved to the left tit.  I rubbed oil into it slowly and firmly.  I alternated from circular motions to straight lines.  Before I zeroed in on her nipple I told her, “Now don’t get all mad, I’m going to put some oil on your nipple so that it doesn’t get burned.”  I used my fingers to rub and twist the other nipple.  My mother exhaled slowly through her mouth as her nipple hardened to my gentle rubbing.  “Are your nipple sensitive?”  I hoped that it sounded casual.

“They always have been.”

“Then I should put extra sunscreen on them.”  I had my mental fingers crossed.

“That’s a good idea, thank you baby.”

I dabbed two drops of lotion on each nipple.  I rubbed them both slowly.  First clockwise, then counter clockwise across the areola.  “I’m just making sure that your nipple is protected.” I lied.  I then started to tweak and twist her nipples.  My mother was making soft moaning noises.

I pivoted on my butt, turning to face her lower half.  I had left her top undone intentionally.  I didn’t know why, but I thought that it would be nice to see her tits out in the open.

I untied the thong bikini and pulled it down and away, my Mother lifted her hips to help me completely remove the thong bottom without a word.  She lifted her left knee up and tilted her hips toward me.  I was looking right at her puffy little pussy.  It was more beautiful that I thought.  My heart was pounding in my chest.  I took the tube of tanning lotion and started to squeeze a  strip from beneath Mom’s belly button to her pussy.  Right when I tube reached her pussy lips the tube splurted and splattered little droplets of lotion over all of her pussy.  My Mother and I both moaned.

I started at the top of the strip of lotion.  I spread it out evenly, softly making small circles all over her pelvis area.  I pushed some lotion and started to rub the inside of her thigh.  My hands were shaking with excitement.  I didn’t want to touch my Mother’s pink treasure yet.  I rubbed lotion along the crease of her leg and pelvis.  I made sure that I didn’t touch her pussy.  I heard my mother moaning softly behind me.  A few more minutes I thought, then I would rub lotion into that beautiful mound.

My Mother had different plans.  “Anthony,”  She said, I thought I was in deep trouble, “Don’t tease your Mommy.  You need to rub the lotion on my girly parts and be done with it.”  My mind reeled and my hand started to shake even more.  “Please hurry honey, I don’t want to get a burn there.”

I put the fingers of my right hand over the little bit of lotion that I saved for her pussy.  I slowly and nervously smeared the lotion downward over her pussy lips.  I hear my Mother sigh, “Ohhhhh.”  I took the first two finger from each hand and rubbed the lotion into her soft pussy lips.  I was trembling but I don’t think my mother noticed.  I couldn’t believe that my body was reacting this way.  I’ve had lots of sex with my last three girlfriends, and I was never nervous like this.  Mom moved her knee further away, opening up her pussy to me more.  She also tilted her hips as she started to gyrate her pelvis into my fingers.

Using two fingers on my left hand, I held her pussy lips apart to expose her cute little clit.  I started from the top of her lips and moved my middle finger over her clitoral button.  “Ohhh my.”  Was my verbal reward.  I paused to rub circles into that button hoping to get her hotter and hotter.  “Mmmmm.” was her response.

I move down some more to the opening of her pussy.  It was soaking wet.  There was pussy juice running down her ass and onto the plastic strips of the lounge chair.  I got up and quickly ordered, “Don’t move.”  I offered her some wine which she drank down gratefully.  I took a sip of my koolaid, trying to steady my hand.  I grabbed the towel that was on my lounge chair.

I positioned myself to straddle the lounger right about where her knees would be if she were stretched out.  I looked at my beautiful Mother and told her the biggest lie yet.  “Mom, there’s a lot of pussy juice……”

“Excuse me?”  She said threateningly.

“I mean, ummm, ahemmm.”  I cleared my throat. “There’s a lot of lubrication down here and I think it’ll wash away the sunscreen that I already put on.”

“Uh-hu.”  She said.

“If you can hold your legs from behind your knees, I’d be able to wipe the lubrication off for you.”  She quietly did what I suggested.  Oh my god I screamed in my mind.  My dick was rock hard and throbbing in synch with my pounding heart.  My Mother, my gorgeous Mother was spreading her legs for me.  She brought both knees up to her titties.  Her beautiful little pussy was being offered up to me.  “Can you spread your knees apart?”  I asked.  She obeyed without comment.  Her pussy was now completely open to me.  I could see her clitoris peaking out from behind her lips.  I could see a small trace of her pussy hole.

I leaned forward and licked her pussy.  I started at her ass hole and ran my tongue up to the top of her clit, her pussy juice tasted like sugar water.  I did it a few more times before…

“Hey now mister!”  My Mother said with her authoritative voice.  She had sat up quickly.  “You were supposed to wipe off the lubrication, not lick me down there.”  Her voice was hard and stern.  I had to think…  Ah Ha!  The excuse.

“Mom, what’s the difference if I use my tongue instead of a towel?”  I quickly added, “I’m still getting rid of the lubrication right?  Relax Mom, I’m just trying to help.”

Surprisingly, she laid back down and grabbed the back of her knees again.  “I want you to know that I’m not moaning because I like you licking me.  It’s just an automatic reaction.”  She tried to sound like she was telling me the truth.

I started in on her hole.  I pushed my tongue as far as it could go, I wiggle the tip around, searching for some of my Mother pussy juice.  I was getting past my nervousness and gaining some confidence.  I licked her pussy all over.  I licked her clit, and sucked on it at times.  I licked and sucked each of her pussy lips.  All the time my Mother was moaning and sighing softly.

I slowly inserted two fingers into her into her pussy.  She hissed the entire time my fingers were moving into her.  I moved my finger back and forth getting them lubricated for some serious finger fucking.  “No honey.”  She said weakly.  “Don’t do that.”

“Huh?  Why?”  I asked.

“You’ll make mommy orgasm if you do.”

“Really?”  I said, trying to sound amazed.

“Yes honey.  So you have to stop, okay.”

I countered with some really messed up logic.  “But fingering your pussy,” I whispered the word pussy, “would actually be helpful.”

“What?  How could it be helpful?”

“If you happen to orgasm then more pussy juice,” I said pussy a little more forcefully, “will come out quickly.  Right?  Afterwards you won’t be making more pussy juice.  Right?  I’ll just use my finger to bring up the juices to the opening.  I’ll be careful, Mommy, just lay back down and stop worrying”  I my face back into her pussy.  I licked and sucked, taking mental notes on how my mother moaned and squirmed when I did specific things to her pussy or clit.

After I thought I warmed her up enough, I zeroed in on her clitoral button.  I sucked on it gently and then pushed my tongue around it in small tight circles.  I pushed my fingers in and out of her faster and faster.  A few minutes passed as my Mother started to build herself into a strong orgasm.

Her moans got louder and louder.  She started to sound frantic.  “Ohhhh godddddd!”  She hissed over and over as she grabbed me by my head.  She planted her feet down on the lounger and arched her back, pushing her pussy into face without abandon.  “YESSSS!”  She said as her orgasm hit her.

I felt the muscles in her pussy contract around my fingers.  I wished that it could have been my dick instead of two fingers.  I licked her button a few more seconds before I released her clitoris from my suction.  I flattened my tongue and let her use it to stimulate her pussy.  She moved my head as she gyrated her hips, she made me lick the parts that she wanted as I finger fucked her.  I wanted this moment to go on longer, but her spasms eventually ebb away.  When her orgasm passed I got up quickly and mechanically, I put her legs back together and sat back down next to her.

“See,” I said happily, “no more juices dripping everywhere.”

Mom reached for her glass and took another big drink out of it.  I was happy to see that she was more than a little shaky.  I topped off her glass for her.  “You should drink more of that, the sun’s pretty intense right now and you have to keep yourself hydrated.”

My mother smiled at me and brought the glass back to her lips and drank down the entire thing.  There was only enough wine in the bottle to fill it up one last time.  I couldn’t help but noticed how quickly she drank the second bottle.  “Thanks for looking out for me, kiddo.”  She put down the glass and then rested her hand on the middle of my thigh.  “I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

“Thanks Mom.  I love you too.”  I started to trace wavy lines all over my Mom’s tits with a finger.  Mom didn’t seem to mind, she didn’t say anything, she just laid there in the afterglow of her orgasm.

“Anthony!?!”  Uh oh I though, what did I do?  “The front part of your shorts are wet.  Did you orgasm too?”

I stood up to get a better look.  My mom sat up and put herself in front of me.  I couldn’t believe the amount of the wetness.  I was standing in front of my Mother with a tent pole.  “Uh…”  I stammered, embarrassed to be in this situation.  “I didn’t orgasm, Mom.  That’s just pre-cum.”

“That much?”  She asked in amazement.  “Does it hurt?”

“No, my dick…”

“Penis.”  She interrupted.

“Penis is uncomfortable, but not hurting.”

“Uncomfortable?”

“Yeah,” I said, “the mesh lining is scratching my, uh, penis and it’s kinda uncomfortable.”  I was being honest.

“Why don’t you adjust it?”  She asked.  She was full of questions today.  I noticed that her eyes never wavered from the tent pole on the front of my shorts.

“It won’t matter,” I stated as a matter of fact, “my erection will keep pushing against the mesh and it’ll keep on scratching.”  She looked up at my face.  I looked down and her and shrugged my shoulders trying to look innocent.  “Can I take it off?”  I finally asked.  “I won’t embarrass you too much will I?”

“No honey, go ahead.”  My mother had her mouth slightly open.  Her tongue peaked out briefly to moisten her lips.

I pulled my swim trunks down by the waistband.  My dick got caught on the inside of the waistband and was pulled down with it.  My mom stared at my crotch and I pulled my swim trunks down lower and lower.  When most of my eight inch cock came into view she licked her lips again.  Then my cock sprang up when it cleared the waistband.  As my dick sprung up to smack itself against my stomach, I saw drop of pre-cum was flick from the tip of my dick onto my Mother’s chin.

“OH!” She gasped in surprise.  Her eyes were wide.  She inspected my cock, as it bobbed up and down in front of her.  She moved her head from side to side checking it out at different angles.  “Is there normally that much?

“Yeah,” I started into a sentence without thinking, “Tina used to…”

“Tina used to what?”  Mom asked with a sexy smile.

“Uhhhh.”  I stammered try to think of a way out of this.  I was starting to feel horny again and I realized that I probably could seduce my mother again.  But I still had to think…

“Come on honey.”  She said trying to coax the rest of the sentence out of me.

Bingo!  I had a rough plan in mind.  “Tina used to say that she liked the taste of my pre-cum.  She said it tasted sweet.”  Mom reached over and poured the rest of the wine into her glass.  I stood there waiting with my dick inches way from my Mother’s face.  She took a couple mouthfuls of wine before putting the glass back down and refocusing her attention on my dick.

She took her finger and wiped the splatter on her chin and brought it to her mouth.  My knees grew momentarily week when I saw her sucking on her middle finger.  “I don’t taste anything.”  She said.

“Here.”  I said.  I moved my dick closer to her face.  She reached out and grabbed it with one hand and licked the tip of my dick like an ice cream cone.  “Is it?”  I asked.

“It’s hard to tell.”  She said with frown.  I guess that she really wanted to taste it and was disappointed.

“Put it in your mouth and suck some out.”  I offered.  “Go ahead and use your tongue to lick some up.”  She up at me with one eyebrow cocked.  She didn’t really look all that mad, not while she was still holding my dick in her hand.  A long moment passed…

“I’m not going to give you a blow job.”  She stated firmly.

“It’s not going to be a blow job.”  I pushed her hand away and guided my dick toward her mouth.  “Just put the head and a inch or two into your mouth.”  She complied and took the head into her mouth.   OH MY GOD! I screamed to myself.  Relax, take it slow.  I told myself.  “Now suck down on my dick and lick it around the slit on the head.”  She did it.  I felt my knees buckle slightly.  Mother held my hips to steady me.  She released her suction on my cock and jerked her head back.

“It does taste sweat.”  She said smiling.  She was still looking at my dick, but now with an appreciative look on her face.

Now for the second part I thought.  “See Mom.”  I said in a happy tone.  “That’s not a blow job.  Was it?”  Before she could respond, I guided my dick back into her mouth.  She parted her lips letting me put my dick back in her mouth.  “All I did was put it in like that.”  She applied some suction as her lips closed around the shaft.  “All you did was suck on it and then lick it.”  She started sucking and licking again.  “That’s okay, right Mom?”  She looked up at me with my cock in her mother.  It was such and erotic sight.

She nodded and hummed, “Mmhhh hmmm.”  I enjoyed the feeling of my Mother’s lips and tongue for a few more seconds.

“See.”  I started.  “If I was to do this.”  I started to move my cock back and forth into her mouth.  “If I was to do this,” I repeated, “then it would be a blow job.”  I pumped a few more times.  My Mother sucking harder and harder, then I pulled out.  I was breathing heavy from all this excitement.  That was my whole plan, I didn’t actually think that I would get this far.  I didn’t know what to do next.

As if coming to her senses, “How long will it take before the erection goes away?”  She asked, not taking her eyes away from my cock.

“About an hour or so.”

“Really?  That much time?”  she asked in disbelief.

“Yeah.” I said, with another plan formulating quickly.  “I could probably jack off in the bathroom and be done in ten or so minutes.  Tina always, uhhh ahemmm…  Nevermind.”  I acted like I was going to leave to go to the bath room for a jack off session.  I started to turn to leave.

My Mom hooked one of my legs and stopped me from going, “Tina always, what?”

“Come on Mom, I didn’t mean to say anything.  I slipped up, don’t make me say it.”  I pleaded

“Anthony Michael, you owe me an answer.  You tricked me into letting you eat me out.  So now I think you owe me this.”  Oh shit I thought, she wasn’t as drunk as I thought she was.  “Come on, out with it.”  She added.

I sighed a defeated sigh.  It was starting to work.  But…  If my mother knew that I was tricking her into letting me eat out her pussy.  Then she probably knows what I’m planning to do now.  That made sense to me.  If my mother was willing to play along with my ‘innocent sex game’, then I should play it through to the end.  My Mother already knew what I was doing so I continued to act out our game.  “Tina always said that my sperm tasted just as sweet as my pre-cum.”

“Was that so hard to say?”

I stammered, “Well mom, we’ve never talked like this before.”

“Well,” she said, “now that we have talked like this, we can do it whenever we need to.  Right?”

“Yeah, I guess so.”

“So, my wonderful and handsome son,” She said as she took a hold of my dick.  She inched her butt to the edge of the lounger.  “you thought that since I seemed to like the taste of your pre-cum that instead of jacking off into the toilet, I would give you a blow job.  Is that what you were thinking?”  I think that her drunk mind wanted to hear how I was going to get my dick back into her mouth.

“I, uhh.”

“I said that I wasn’t going to do that honey.  Okay.  I’m drunk so I’ll admit that I WANT TO, but you’re my son and it wouldn’t be a good thing.  Do you understand?”  She sounded genuinely concerned.

“I wasn’t going to ask you to do that.”  I said flatly.

“You weren’t?”  Now she sounded surprised.

“No, I was going to ask you something entirely different.”

“And was that?”  My mother asked taking her eyes away from my face to look at my cock which was in her hand.

“Was thinking that I could jack off here, that way, when I have an orgasm,” I said that last word slowly, “you would be able to see what Tina meant.  I mean, if it’s okay with you.  I would orgasm into your mouth.”

“Oh.”  My mother said in surprise.  “That would be okay, I guess.  But no blow jobs.”  She let go of dick and set both her hands on her lap.

I started to jack my cock.  Over and over and over.  My Mother never taking her eyes away from it.  She occasionally licked her lips as she thought about sucking it.  I let about five minutes go by before I decided to ask for her help.  “Mom?”  I asked.  “Can I put the tip of my dick back into your mouth?”  I guided it there and waited for her to open her mouth.  My mother was still sitting at the edge of the lounger so she was in easy reach.  She took it into her mouth and started to suck on it.  Her tongue licked and teased the entire head of my cock occasionally concentrating on the slit.

I started to jack the lower half of my dick in rhythm with her licking.  After a few minutes, I asked my Mother for more help.  “Give me your hand.”  I said.  She gave me her right hand.  I put it on my dick to replace my own hand.  I lied and said, “My hand is getting tired.”

My mother sat there sucking on the tip of my dick and jacking the rest of it.  It was a dream come true.  I stood there wishing that the moment wouldn’t end.  But I knew that it would, because my Mom wasn’t ready for an openly incestual relationship.  I knew that I had to cum soon.  I also knew that my Mother wanted to taste all that I was going shoot into her mouth.

“Move your lips back and forth a little bit, Mom.  That will make me orgasm faster.”  She moved her head a little.  I almost had her where I wanted her and she was playing along nicely.  Her lips went an inch down and an inch up.  “Mom, since you’re jacking me off, is it considered a blow job if you slide your lips all the way up and down?  I mean while you’re jacking my cock, you know at the same time?”

She let my cock out of her mouth and thought about it for a few seconds, blinking as she stared off into nowhere.  “That’s right.  If I use my hand, it is technically a hand job.”  She continued to suck my cock.  This time took my dick it all the way into her hot mouth, as much as she could fit.  She started to work her lips up and down the length of my dick, as much as her mouth could take.  She paused briefly to add, “That was good thinking, honey.”  She started moaning softly as she ran her lips up and down my cock shaft.  My mom occasionally concentrated on the head just like in the dream.  I knew that she was happy to be sucking my cock.  She was so enthusiastic with her sucking and bobbing actions.  I stared down at my gorgeous Mother as she suck on my member like there was no tomorrow.  I wanted my Mother to have more pleasure so I suggested.

“It’s okay if you masturbate, Mom.”  Her left hand darted for her pussy.  My mother started to moan louder.  I enjoyed every sensation my Mother gave me.  I knew that an orgasm was approaching quickly.

Moms suction as so strong.  She never once scraped my dick with her teeth.  Her cock sucking skill were outstanding, actually the best I ever had.  She was timing her lips moving down my shaft with her fingers penetrating her pussy.  Her moans were so sexy.  “Mmmmmms and UHHhhhhhhs.  Floated up to my ears as my mom became more and more frantic to taste my cum.

I grabbed the wrist of her right hand to stop her from jacking me off, we were both ready for the last step, “Mom I’ll cum faster if you just suck on my dick now.”  She never stopped sucking or sliding her sucking lips across my shaft.  She nodded, her eyes still closed in concentration.  Her mind focusing on her pussy and her mouth.  She reached around to grab my ass with her right hand.  What she did next really surprised me.  I didn’t realize that she sucked my cock only as far as her hand allowed her.  I thought that her hand just happened to be at the edge of how far my Mother could take my dick into her mouth.  I was soo, sooooo, sooooooooo wrong.

She grabbed my ass and shoved my prick straight down into her throat.  She didn’t have a gag reflex.  Not a flinch or anything.  Just straight to the back of her mouth, then down the throat as far as it could go.  I couldn’t believe my incredible luck, not only was my gorgeous mother enthusiastically sucking my dick, she could deep throat it as well.

It was so tight in throat.  I started to moan despite the fact that I was trying to remain quiet.  I grabbed a hold of her head to let her know I wanted to fuck her face and my own speed.  “Yes mother.  Suck me harder.”  I ordered her.  She submissively allowed me to control where her lips should be.  I guided her head back so that the head of my prick was the only thing in her mouth.  I pushed it all the way down her throat slowly but forcefully.  “God you’re sooooo goooood!”  I groaned.  I continued to fuck her face with that slow and forceful speed and within minutes I started to feel the hints of an approaching orgasm.  I made my mother concentrate her sucking on the top half of my prick.  “I’m going to come soon, Mom.”  I realized that I could have had her suck my cock for as long as I wanted, but I was way too excited to hold back anymore.  My mother is physically the most perfect woman I ever seen.  Her face is gorgeous and even more beautiful and most of the world’s top models.  Licking her pussy and now having her suck me because she wanted to taste my cum was too much for me to take in this short a time.  I was loosing my control.

I started to piston my dick into her sucking mouth with quick and short strokes, concentrating on the head and first two inches of the shaft.  Within seconds the orgasm was there.  “UHHhhhhh!”  I moaned.  “Here!!!  IT!!! COMES!!!!”  I came into her mouth with one of the strongest orgasms I ever had.  My mother kept sliding her lips up and down my dick.  From the tip of the head to half way down the shaft.  She pulled her lips up to the head of my cock with every contraction, sucking out more cummm from my dick.

She continued with her blow job with obvious zealousness.  Then after a little while the spasms of my orgasm died down.  My mother released my cock from her mouth, then mother tilted her head back as she leaned away from me with her eyes closed.  She held on to my hips with both hands for support.  She visibly swallowed three times, then she pulled her head forward and opened her eyes.  “Thank you, baby”  She said to me.  “That was delicious.”

I stepped back from her lounger to let her stand.  I was a little dizzy with all that happened today.  She pulled her bikini bra from over her head and threw it into the chair.  She stood there, totally naked, my Mother, a tan goddess.  My mother was the sexual counterpart that I had been looking for in my relatively short adult life.  “We might as well be naked,” my Mother said, “we’ve seen each other’s goodies.  Right?”  She walked the fifteen feet to the pool, swaying her hips seductively from side to side.  “Come on honey!”  She called to me.  She jumped in feet first.