A New Life - Sex Stories

A New Life

... wearing clothes anymore?" he asked. "Which, by the way, is fine with me."

I felt his firm cock press against my ass as he swept my hair away from my neck. He planted a soft kiss on the side of my neck and then gave a slight sucking just before pulling away. It felt as if someone turned the thermostat to a thousand degrees.

"We should talk about last night," I said, as I turned around. I noticed his shorts on the floor. Braxton slipped them off when he saw me in a state of undress in the kitchen. "I am very sorry that I took advantage of you last night."

"Take advantage of me?" he asked. "I am sorry I lost your panties." Braxton rested his hands on my hips. "Was that a one-time thing, or was it something else?"

Something else? What did he want it to be? I wasn't sure what I wanted it to be.

"What do you mean?" I asked, hoping he would make the decision for me.

"Well," he began. "I couldn't stop thinking about you. I fought sleep as long as I could, wishing you would come into my room last night. I even slept naked for you, Mommy."

There it was it. Mommy. That is all it took. "If we are going to continue enjoying each other, we have to lay some rules." I said. What rules? I didn't know what the rules were for something like that. Did we want to be mother and son in the streets and fuck buddies in the sheets? Was it something less? Was it something more?

"Rule number one," I said. "We can not tell anyone." The moment those words left my lips, I knew ...

... what I was suggesting was wrong. Not only did the majority of society look down on our taboo, but it was actually illegal.

"As much as I would love to tell the world that I am in a relationship with the most beautiful woman in the world, I can refrain from doing so." Braxton said. "Rule number two," he added. "Actually, you know what." Braxton kissed me on the lips. "Whatever you decide is fine with me. As much or as little as you want is good with me."

Relationship, sort of lingered in my mind as my son smiled at me. "Is that what you want? Do you want to refer to me as your girlfriend?" I asked. "Remember, you can't tell anyone about us though."

"You're right," he said. "Whatever you come up with is fine." Braxton reached around me, cupping my ass in his hands. Our bare chests pressed together like a compactor. I could see the reflection of lust in my eyes through his eyes. Braxton dropped down to one knee as he slid down my thong. "I want to properly thank you for last night."

I pulled my right leg to rest over his shoulder as he reached out with his tongue, caressing my lips. It only took a few licks before they began to part, waiting for him to slip inside me. I never realized how long my son's tongue was as he injected it inside me, slurping my juices. My son slowly worked his tongue from the bottom of my pussy up to the top, where he would pause and use the tip of his tongue to flick my clit. It would only take a minute before I felt an orgasmic wave flow ...