Mom Trying to Make Up for Lost Time - Sex Stories

Mom Trying to Make Up for Lost Time

... about charity? That it ought to begin at home? I do hope that some of the charities would come my way." She was beaming. I immediately picked up on her cue.

"Your feelings for me have probably changed over the years. And rightly so! But I can assure you that my feelings for you have not. If given the chance I can prove it too!" I stared at her and she stared back. Somehow I just knew that her remark was not in jest, and it was not the wine talking either. I walked over to her. I held her hands in mine. I told her to stand up. I hugged her tightly and kissed her hard on her lips. And for the first time in my life my big hard cock was pressed right into her soft abdoment. The smile has gone from her sparkling eyes and was replaced by lust.

"Jackie had described to me the first fuck she had had with the monster cock. We should not hurry either. I hadn't had a cock inside me for quite a while now."

Since Mom was not taking the lead like Jackie did for her first time the best style would be the doggie-style over the kitchen table. I did all I could to prepare her, including eating her pussy to heighten her "itchiness" for penetration. Even when her pussy got really wet I still put some lube on my cock. After all she was now forty-eight and should not suffer any injury from this.

Adopting Jackie's way I extended Mom's capacity for my cock inch by inch, until I got all the way in, smacking my pelvic against hers. By now any discomfort she might have felt earlier on was ...

... replaced by a great itch for my cock. I stroke her long and deep, hitting her cervic gently each time.

"Oh my God. Fuck my brain out. Every nerve in me is on fire! I feel your cock second by second going all the way in, and second by second going all the way out. I could get multiple orgasms from this easily. Oh my fucking God. Oh my God."

Mom got her orgasm in five minutes. Not wanting to strain her any further I fucked Mom the rest of the time outside her pussy, jabbing her between her closed thighs, and then asked her to finish me off with her hands and tongue on my cock and balls.

I have to say this. How little did I know about Mom! The next morning I woke up to see my Mom sitting naked on my bed with my "morning wood" in her hands.

"I was ready for you for an hour already. And I don't need any foreplay. Please go right in. You did not quite quench my thirst last night. Give me a quick one before breadfast, please?" She already had some lubricant on my cock. She got ready by bending over and resting her hands on the bed.

"With cock this size you need not even pound me hard. Just stroke me deep and slow."

My cock went in all the way in one slow push. But it was still tight, tighter than Jackie's. Since what I was doing was a slow, relax, mechanical fuck, I could admire Mom in other ways. Her butt was still big and shapely. Her thighs were full and smooth with no stretch-mark or wrinkle. I squeezed some lube on her butt, spread it all over, making her butt ...