The Happy Accident - Sex Stories

The Happy Accident

... in my hands, pulling her down against my face even tighter, simultaneously stopping her hips from moving and plunging my tongue deep into her womanhood. She was a feast for my senses, which I'd noticed were a bit dulled in my new, older body. I wormed my tongue back and forth, burrowing deeper into her canal, as the feel of her slick, hot flesh, muscles tensing beneath her skin, flexing and relaxing in waves, encouraged my actions. The musky-sweet smell of her body, pressed against my nose, and the taste of her discharge that continued to stream out in spurts drove me mad.

My mouth found its target and my lips closed around her swollen clit. It was bigger than I had imagined, much bigger than Kayla's. As I sucked the tender bulb into my mouth, my mom immediately responded. Her entire body tensed. Her legs clamps tighter around my head. And her mouth bore down with renewed vigor on my cock.

My orgasm was all but spent. I knew my father's balls must be empty by now, but she continued to suck and milk my cock with an intensity that I had never experienced. She had to be enjoying the feeling. Slowly, as I grew softer, she stopped bobbing on my cock, but kept it in her mouth, gently massaging the underside of my shaft with her tongue. It was magic. The warmth of her mouth just holding my cock inside felt strangely motherly. I felt loved on a deeply erotic level. Clinging to that feeling, I bore down harder on her clit, sucking and flicking my tongue over it. I was ...

... rewarded be feeling her body twitch with every move. After several minutes like that, I could feel that she was about to cum again. Her thighs clenched. I squeezed her ass cheeks in my hands and held her against my face. All at once she began to tremble and a fresh torrent of fluid gushed out of her, instantly filling my mouth and spilling down the sides of my face.

I gladly drank her juices, delighted by the taste, while tenderly caressed her beautiful ass. When the flow finally stopped, she raised one leg and pivoted off me, while releasing my cock from her mouth at the same time. We swiveled so that we were laying face to face in the bed, both of us panting from the exercise of the last hour. Laying there, staring into my mothers eyes, I was once again overwhelmed by the sheer absurdity of what had just transpired, but at the same time filled with such an overwhelming sense of calm and love and acceptance. I pulled her face close and kissed her. It was a long, slow, and tender kiss. My tongue slipped into her mouth and made contact with hers. I could taste my own cum and well as hers. The smells and tastes mingled together creating a matrimonial aroma of sex that was almost unbearably provocative.

Finally, we pulled away from the kiss and she scooted closer to me, resting her head on my chest. I could feel her bare breasts pressed up against me. She lifted one leg and draped it over mine and I would then feel the warmth and dampness of her bush, resting against my hip. We ...