Clementina, Chapter I – Penetration - Sex Stories

Clementina, Chapter I – Penetration

... She positioned her vagina directly next to my cock, her shaved pussy pressed against it. She looked down and our eyes met. I felt the juices from her body slide down across my balls.

“What are you waiting for?” I asked.

“All these years, I’ve been watching you grow from a boy to a man,” she said. “Watching you mature, seeing you fill out. All the while being ignored by a husband who was more interested in a job than me. Ever since you hit puberty, you’ve been in my fantasy life. I never could tell anyone, but there it is. I’ve been dreaming about this moment for years, never thinking it would actually happen. You were a good son but never seemed to notice me as a woman – just like your father. But now, now it’s actually happening and I just want to savor it a moment longer before I take you back inside me.”

I nodded and reached up to cup her breasts, pinching the nipples.

“My entire life,” I said, “I’ve been the guy with the hot mom. I’ve had to deal with teasing, and sometimes outright bullying because of it. Ever since I was old enough to notice, I’ve wanted you, but I’ve also kept those thoughts away – partly because I thought it was wrong, and partly because I didn’t want to be hurt if some other guy – one of my friends who you like to tease – actually scored on you. I was afraid of that heartache, so I never let those desires take hold.”

A tear appeared in the corner of her eye. “I never wanted to hurt you,” she said.

“I know,” I said. “But that hurt ...

... me less than watching my father ignore you all these years.”

The tear slid down her cheek and she leaned forward. We kissed, her body pressed against mine, her breasts against my chest, her legs squeezing my pulsating cock and pressing it against her damp slit.

Her tongue entered my mouth, intertwined with mine. Then I moaned as she pulled back, lifted her hips and slid herself slowly down my cock. I could feel her juices being pushed out around the shaft as she slipped ever downwards. Our eyes locked on each other as I felt every fraction of an inch until her hips rested on mine.

Forget all the abuse and the teasing I had endured over the years. I was the one who had my cock inside my hot mom. I win.

My cock surged and I thought I would explode. My mother rotated her hips and began to slowly ride my erection, up and down. It was my turn to groan as she tightened her muscle and squeezed. It took my breathe away. I ran my hands up her stomach, cupped her breasts, pinched her nipples. She put her hands on top of mine, then lifted them and kissed the tips.

Her motions became more urgent, more frantic, as she lowered my hands back to her breasts, and leaned forward a little, digging into her work. All those years working out paid off as she sped up, sliding across my cock faster and faster.

It was a race to the finish. I felt my balls tighten but wanted to hold on to the moment. I focused, tried to think of anything but the fact that my mother - the one woman I ...