A Mother Returned Pt. 10 - Sex Stories

A Mother Returned Pt. 10

... hole in his heart, and he was hers. At least for the moment. He let her tear his pajama top open and caress his bare chest with her gloved fingers.Will she show me her hands again?

Penelope made out with her son for a long, glorious stretch of minutes. She finally pulled her lips off his and stared down into his beautiful green eyes. "I don't know... what to do about your father. He won't approve. He won't. I don't think Winifred approves either. But... but... I would please you, lambkin. I would... see you happy." She lifted her skirts and rubbed her panties on his pajama bottoms, finding the shaft of his massive erection with her labia. She twitched and winced at the sudden pleasure. "You're not... fighting me this time." Her hips hunched quickly, dry humping his wonderful thing. She pulled her sundered bodice off and tossed it to the floor. Her bra followed.

"I'm done... fighting you, Mom." He stared at her amazing tits. She was leaning forward, so they hung away from her chest, dangling over his. Her black nipples almost touching his skin. The stretch marks at the top of each tit were pale on her brown skin. It made her look so vulnerable. It made him want to guard her and protect her like he had at the park. He had to remind himself that he didn't trust her yet. He had to know why she'd left them first. He didn't doubt her honesty, but he had to know he could forgive her. Then, she stuffed her nipple into his mouth and trust was no longer an issue. There was ...

... only primal longing and need.

"Ohhhhhh... yes. Suckle... suckle at my breast." Penelope cradled his head, running her covered fingers through his thick, dark hair. "I wish... I had milk for you. A good mother feeds her son." Jolts of pleasure spread from her vagina, making her body jerk sporadically. "You're so big... I can feel it... I can feel how big you are. It's frightening... thrilling... and somehow just how it should be. What do you want from me? I'll give you anything, Teddy. Anything." "Hmmmmm." Theodore sucked on her tit and reached his hands for her ass. He held it firmly through her skirts, encouraging her undulating hip movements.

"I can... ooohhhhh... tell from your strong grip... that you want your mother... to stay where she is." Penelope let the feelings surge through her. The power of her love and their connection was colossal. Almost more frightening than his penis. How had she ever made do with the sensorium? This was orders of magnitude above and beyond the cheap copies of her husband and son. This was the real thing. Deep and compelling and... "Uuuuuuuggghhhhhhh... Teddy... I'm about to orgasm... ooooohhhhhhh... gods... I love you so much."

Theodore would have said he loved her, too. He was that far gone. But he was still sucking, so he only murmured around her flesh. He dug his fingers into the round globes of her ass, relishing the trembling of her ecstasy. He could feel wetness spread on his pajama bottoms as she unleashed a torrent from her ...