A Kiss Goodnight - Part 5 - Sex Stories

A Kiss Goodnight - Part 5

... Something that he didn't witness from other boys or girls his age. My heart swelled.

Later that evening I kissed Tom goodnight. He had grown into a mature man, but his sexual appetite was insatiable. He was lying on his bed with another large erection. I took my nightgown off over my head. Tom watched as my boobs dropped from its grasp. His erection began to twitch.

I got up on Tom’s bed and I straddled his waist. I separated my labia as I positioned myself over his cock. I moaned softly, as I lowered myself onto his shaft. I then rode Tom vigorously. My saggy, mature boobs were bouncing. My nipples were hard and pointy. They vibrated, as I bounced up and down. My pussy was pounding hard on Tom’s cock. Tom was feeling my boobs. I started to grind on Tom’s cock with each thrust. Tom started thrusting up towards me. I could feel his body stiffen. I increased my pace and leant back. I felt Tom’s cock pulsate, as he unloaded inside me for the second time that evening. My pussy convulsed and I orgasmed, as Tom filled me with another load of his cum. I collapsed down onto him and kissed him sensually. I fell asleep in Tom’s embrace.

The next morning Tom went to school and I went to work. I still restricted weekdays to just giving Tom his nightly blowjob. Sunday night became our sex night. I would teach Tom stamina. I’d tell him to pull out and wait before continuing. We’d have sex with and without condoms, to get a good feel of the difference. Sometimes Tom would cum ...

... prematurely. I never made him feel guilty or under pressure. He was always ready to go again within minutes. We’d go to the kitchen for a snack break during his refractory period. This was normally about fifteen minutes. We’d then move to my bedroom and carry on.

I showed Tom every different sexual position I knew of, and a few I didn’t know. He would invariably cum early when learning something new, but would soon gain his stamina back.

Doggystyle became Tom’s favourite position. He loved grabbing my wide hips and pounding me from behind. Between you and me, it was my favourite position also. After my vagina became accustomed to Tom’s size, I loved to be fucked hard.

We stopped watching a movie on “movie night” and spent all evening having sex. Tom learnt great stamina and could fuck for hours if he wanted to. Most Sunday nights we had sex for at least two hours. We’d both cum several times and be wholely satisfied by the end. I also enjoyed the feeling of having my pussy filled with several loads of Tom’s cum. Semen would be leaking from my vagina all through the next day at work.

During the last few months with Tom at home, I made the most of it. I removed all restrictions and we, to put it bluntly, fucked like rabbits. I had fully accepted that I was a kinky slut who loved to fuck her son. I was enjoying it too much to feel any guilt.

Sometimes I’d be very horny, waiting for Tom to return home from school. He could sense these times, and he knew what was needed. ...