Thanksgiving and Christmas: Part 3 - Sex Stories

Thanksgiving and Christmas: Part 3

... for a reaction. I saw tears forming in her eyes as I told her, "Yes, I want you to make love to me, Mom."

We kissed again, then Mom rose, reached out, and took my hand. We turned out the lights and got ready for bed in our bathrooms. Then, I met her under the sheets in her king-sized bed.

I left my tee and panties in my room, and when I joined Mom, she was also naked.

I scooted close to her, and we could barely make out our faces in the dim light of her alarm clock on the nightstand. I saw her smile at me, and I smiled back.

Mom whispered again that she loved me, and I told her I loved her, too. We began kissing like we had on the sofa. I slipped my leg over hers and drew myself closer to her and partially on her. My legs are longer than Mom's, and she began rubbing them when her feet touched my shins.

I started moving my hips against her body, enjoying the way she felt between my legs. Our breathing as we kissed was loud. I smiled at the lovely, sloppy, wet sounds we made as we explored each other's mouths.

Mom paused our kissing to nudge me onto my back gently. She mounted me, her legs between mine and arms on either side, and then we started kissing again. I wrapped my legs around hers and pressed her to me. She began grinding into me, her breasts pressed against mine. The sensations I felt as my hands gripped her ass were out of this world.

We got into a rhythm, with me pressing up into her as she pressed down into me. Now and then, our tummies would ...

... connect and make a funny noise. I paused the first time it happened, trying to figure it out.

When we did, we laughed and then returned to our rhythm.

Soon, Mom started saying, "That's it, baby. Push back against me like a good girl. Mmm, you feel so good, sweetie. I love that, do you?"

Her words were different, and it was very naughty for her to talk like that. I liked that Mom got into it; it aroused me more than I thought it would.

"Mmm, yes, Mom. I love our kitties kissing each other."

"I have an idea, my sweet girl. You saw my toy. We could use that if you want. It's very intimate, my love."

I replied as we kept grinding each other, "I want what you want, Mom."

"I like hearing that, baby. I want to be sure it's what you want, too. Maybe we should spend a few more minutes doing this, my love. You feel so good under me."

I purred, "Mother knows best."

We kept at it until Mom moved, so our clits were brushing each other. She'd slow down, speed up, and then repeat. When she started doing circles on me, I asked her not to stop. She replied she was feeling it too and she wouldn't.

I closed my eyes, moaning and telling her how good she felt against me. She kept telling me she wanted us to cum together, and she was almost there. A few more minutes, and I told her I was close. We kept rubbing until Mom let out an 'Oh fuck, baby.' I wasn't far behind and told my Mom I was cumming.

We managed to cum close together as close as you can without being ...