I worked hard to stay slim and shapely. I had managed to keep my weight at about 135. True, my blonde hair was kept that way with help out of a box but my breasts and ass stayed firm without surgical help or silicone. I still was able to get the appreciative eye of most men that I dealt with. But Cal loved to point out my physical imperfections and made cow sounds when he saw me naked. Cal, on the other hand, found his primary exercise in doing "12 oz. curls" night after night in the recliner. His weight had ballooned to over 260 pounds, as he seemed hell-bent on being elected for a heart attack. I found him physically repulsive and emotionally abusive. So, why stay married, you are probably asking yourself? Good question. It was the advent of the aforementioned 50th birthday that made me ask it myself. I couldn't come up with a single good reason. I suppose it was the fear of being alone for the first time in my life that kept me from making an appointment with a lawyer. I had gone from being my parent's daughter, to Cal's wife, to Brent's mom, to where I was now and had never been alone. I was waiting for some sort of sign or impetus to push me over the edge I guess. Life is funny.
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You never know where such signs come from. A few days before my big five-o, I got a call from Brent. "Hi mom. How's my best girl?" He had asked. His voice was always a pick-me-up. He was so unlike his father. Brent was thoughtful, kind, respectful where his father was, well, where his father simply was none of those. And he was good-looking and in great shape. He had been married once before but his wife had not appreciated his gentle nature, nor had she respected his drug free life style. Their marriage ended in divorce when she ran off with an unsavory character with lots of tattoos. Fortunately, there had not been any children involved. Brent had thrown himself into his work as personnel manager for a manufacturing plant. I knew he dated but was sure there was no one "special" in his life at the moment. "I'm doing ok, honey" I replied, but apparently I wasn't convincing. "What's the problem, mom?""Nothing new.
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Your father is being an asshole and I am about to be over the hill so far I can no longer see the top. ""Forget dad, that's nothing new for him. And as far as being over the hill goes, forget that too. You are successful, you make a ton of money, and you are still quite the babe I might add. "Brent was always quick to compliment me and boast my ego. It made me feel good because I knew it was sincere and not just empty words. "Mom, let's go out for dinner on your birthday. Dad can go with us if he wants or he can just sit and watch TV at home. Who cares? If it's just me and you that might even be more fun. ""You sure? You really want a date with an old woman like me?""Mom, in response to that, let me say this… Susan Sarandon… Joan Collins… Meryl Streep… Linda Carter…" and I think he would have gone on naming beautiful women over the age of 50 if I hadn't said,"OK, OK, I get the picture. Thank you for making my day. I love you baby. ""I love you too, mom. It's settled then. I'll pick you up at 7 Friday night for your birthday bash.
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"Friday afternoon rolled around. Cal had made it clear that he had no intention of going out with our son and me. After all, "his" NBA team had a big game that night. Every game was a "big" game and apparently they had no chance of winning if Cal wasn't glued to the TV, beer in hand, to watch them. About 4, I decided to treat myself to a nice long bath, something I hadn't done for a long time. As the tub filled, I added foaming bath oil. I put my hair up in a towel and lowered my bare butt into the hot water. The water made me flinch as my butt and then pussy were lowered into it. It sent that delicious contradictory cold chill through me. My nipples became as hard as if I was standing naked in the cold instead of being engulfed in almost scalding water. It was a wonderful feeling. I lay back in the tub, almost floating. My breasts felt light in the water. The warmth of the water warmed my insides. My clit became sensitive.
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The bath oil had not only created a blanket of bubbles, it had made the water silky. I let my hands run up and down my arms, enjoying the softness of my own skin. My palms glided over my breasts, my nipples tingling as they did so. That tingle went straight to my clit and once again I shivered. One hand remained on my breast, lightly pinching my nipple. My other hand slid across my tummy. My thighs parted almost automatically. It had been months since I had had sex with Cal and years since I had actually enjoyed it with him Now, my pussy was aroused like it hadn't been since I don't know when. My finger found my clit. I moaned lightly I'm sure. I began to run my fingertip around my aroused button lightly. I gently pulled at my nipples. My finger dipped into my pussy. I slowly let it slide in, letting every nerve tingle as it did so. It was such a exquisite sensation.
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Each nerve impulse sent a wave of pleasure through me. Each new nerve that was touched by my finger only served to make it more intense. Finally my finger was planted deep inside my pussy and my thumb rested on my clit. I breathed deep, basking in the sensations. And then I let my hand begin to move. I finger fucked myself. The bubbles were displaced and I could see myself through the water. My breasts were full, round, and soft. My nipples were hard and erect. My finger disappeared into my trimmed pubic hair, my mound swallowing it up. I closed my eyes. I bit my lower lip. My hips worked in tandem with my fingers. As my finger thrust into my pussy, my hips rose to meet it. I added a second finger and it magically doubled the pleasure I was feeling.
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Faster and faster I fucked myself. I felt my orgasm begin to build, that indefinable thrill that seems to start in an unidentifiable place. The pleasure began to focus on my pussy. The pleasure was like an ever-tightening circle. I knew what would happen when the circle enclosed around my pussy. And then it did happen. I held my breath. I came. Oh, god, how I came. For the first time in months I had a real orgasm, a breath taking orgasm, a pussy shattering orgasm. I worked my fingers and thumb to hold myself as high as possible for as long as possible. I laid there with my cheek resting on my shoulder as I returned to reality. My nipples were still throbbing as was my pussy. I shuddered as I withdrew my fingers from my pussy. The rest of my bath time wasn't really as nice.
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I was in the bedroom, trying to decide what to wear out to dinner with Brent. I had put out a couple of nice, but very different, dresses. One, black with silver sequins, split from the ankle to mid thigh and a low neck line. I loved the dress but wondered it was appropriate for dinner with my son. The other was a much more conservative dress: pastel yellow, high neck line, looser fitting, mid calf length, much more "mom-like". I was trying to decide when Cal stepped into the room, smelling of beer already, and said, "Better wear the yellow. There is nothing sadder than an old fat woman trying to look dress like a sexy kid. "That settled it. The black dress it was. I stood and surveyed myself in the mirror. I had put my hair up with little curls hanging around my face. The black dress flowed and poured down my womanly curves. My cleavage was alluring but not overflowing. . I put on a string of pearls and they settled lightly across the swell of my breasts.
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A pair of black heels raised my height to 5'8" and shaped my calves nicely. A dab or two of "Taboo" behind on the sides of my neck and I was ready. I was giddy. It had been years since I felt like I was going out on a date. Then it hit me. I was going out to dinner with my son. This wasn't a date at all. Suddenly I felt silly. I was getting all "dolled-up" to go to dinner with my son for my 50th birthday. Who was I fooling? The afterglow of the orgasm must have clouded my thinking. I looked at the woman in the mirror. Was I really just an old woman trying to dress like a kid? I glanced over at the conservative yellow ensemble on the bed. Again I was torn. The doorbell rang. I heard the usual grunts of acknowledgement exchanged between Brent and his dad.
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Then Cal's voice grumbled up the steps in a mocking tone. "Lorraine, your date is here. "Fuck you, Cal, I thought. I looked at the yellow outfit laying there, also mocking me. Fuck you, too, I thought as I left the room. Brent was standing at the foot of the steps as I came down. He was dressed in a navy blue sport coat, beige pants, white shirt, and red tie. He looked very sophisticated and grown up. Of course he looked grown up; he was 28 years old. He wore his hair a little on the long side compared to the way many young men wore theirs these days. I liked it. It fell naturally across his forehead and seemed to make his green eyes come alive. He was a stark contrast to his father next to him. Brent dressed nicely, standing proudly straight, his firm form apparent under his fashionable clothes. Cal in old running shorts, a ragged dirty t-shirt, grossly over weight, unshaven, a beer in his hand.
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Brent's smile spread as he saw me. "Wow, mom, you look beautiful" he whispered. "Lorraine, you look like a streetwalker" Cal said out loud. Brent spoke right up. "Mom, you look great. Dad, cut her some slack, huh?"Cal grunted something unintelligible and shuffled off, disappearing into the living room to watch the "big game" to ensure his team won. I prayed they would lose. Brent stepped up to me and took me in his arms. "Don't listen to him for one minute, not even for one second… Mom, you are stunning. " He hugged me and kissed me on the cheek. I loved the warmth of his compliment and the warmth of his embrace. A shiver went through me, the last aftershock of my earlier orgasm I supposed, though its timing was odd. Brent felt me shiver. "Are you cold?" I smiled and hugged him back. "Nope, let's go.
"We drove across town. He hadn't told me where we were going and I didn't care. We chatted and rattled on about his work, recent sales I had made, the various ups and downs in the lives of various relatives. We chatted about everything and talked about nothing. We chatted like friends that liked each other. It was wonderful and refreshing. I loved Brent and respected him for who he was, and the man he had become. We freely touched each other's hands and arms as we chatted, the physical contact being natural, warm, and sincere. We got to the restaurant and turned the car over to the valet to park. Brent had brought me to the fanciest, nicest restaurant in town. Henri's was the pride of the best hotel in our city. Rather than being a ground level restaurant, it was high on top of the building, offering a princely view of the surrounding downtown skyline. I hooked my hands around Brent's arm as we walked up the entryway. My breast was resting on his arm as he put his hand over mine. As we walked into the building, I noticed that a number of men were looking at us.
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They would look at Brent, and then at me, then back to Brent. A couple of them gave him a knowing smile. It occurred to me that all they saw was a young man with an older woman on his arm. From their looks, they saw an attractive older woman on the young man's arm. It made me feel good. I hugged Brent's arm tighter. I felt my breast rub the top of his fingers. That felt good too. Brent had reserved a table for us by the window. The restaurant was dimly lit; candles on every table gave a romantic air of privacy to the room. A four-piece dance combo was playing softly on the other side of the room, across the dance floor. It was early yet so no one was dancing. I told myself, my birthday would not be complete without spending some time on the dance floor with Brent. The wine steward (there is a French name for him, but I can never think of it) came around. Brent ordered champagne for us.
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"Be careful, my boy, champagne makes your mom do weird things" I whispered to him half joking. "Is that a promise or a threat?" he replied taking my hands and bringing his face close to mine and pressing his forehead to mine. The intimacy of our closeness surprised me but in a pleasant way. This was turning into more of a date than I had hoped for. This man liked me, cared for me, and thought I was funny. The fact that "this man" was my son only made it more special. The champagne came and Brent held his glass high. "To the most wonderful woman I know, who just gets better all the time. " The sparkle in his eyes and the smile on his lips told me that he meant every word. I heard "Hear, hear" from the next table. I looked over and saw two middle-aged businessmen raising their glasses to Brent's toast. I think I must have blushed. Brent beamed. One of the men said, "Boy, if I had a lovely lady at my table, like you do, I would kiss her after such a toast. " His friend agreed.
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Brent looked at me, deep into my eyes. Maybe he was looking for something in my eyes that would say, "Come on, now, I'm your mother…" Maybe he was looking for something that would say "Please, come on, I am a woman…" All I know is at that moment as he gazed into my eyes and I searched his, I melted. Suddenly there was a tension, an anticipation that I had not felt for years. I felt my tongue involuntarily wet my lips. I saw Brent's eyes follow my tongue as it moved over my lips. Then his eyes met mine again. No more than a few seconds could have elapsed but it seemed time stood still. Then he leaned forward and kissed me on the lips. My hand came up behind his head and pulled his lips tightly to mine. My lips parted and his tongue was in my mouth; slowly and lovingly dancing with mine. I felt my heart race. He put his hand around my shoulder and pulled my breasts tightly to his chest. My breathing quickened and I became light headed. We broke our kiss. "Atta, boy!" the men at the next table cheered and then went back to their meal.
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Brent looked at me with eyes wide as saucers. He whispered breathlessly,"Wow… I mean… mom, I didn't want them to think I was… I mean… I didn't want them to think you were… wow…"I'm sure that my cheeks had a flush to them they hadn't felt in years. I felt like a woman. An attractive, desired, wanted woman. "It's ok, baby. Tonight I am your date. No one here knows us. They just see two happy people enjoying a night out together. I am fine with that. " All the while I was stroking his hand. "Besides, that was about the best kiss I have had in… well… maybe ever had"Brent smiled a big grin. "You mean it?""Of course I do, baby. That curled my toes. ""Well, I don't know about curling my toes, but it sure straightened my…" he stopped suddenly as he realized what he was about to say and to whom he was about it say it. He blushed a deep red.
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"It's ok, darling. I'm glad to see I still have some fire left in me"We drank our champagne and ordered our meals. Though we hardly paid any attention to anything other than each other. To this day I can't tell you what I ordered or ate but I can tell you the thrill that went through me when I felt Brent's foot nudge mine under the table. He wanted to play footsie with me. I was happy to oblige. I slipped my foot out of my shoe and ran it up his shin. His eyes grew wide but he was cool. I felt his sock covered foot brush the inside of my calf and run up and down my calf a couple of times. Without being aware of it, my legs parted a little. My toes were drawing little circles on the inside of his knees. He was looking intently at me. This game took much longer than it sounds. We were slow; cautious. I don't think either of really knew how far it would go or even how far we wanted it to go.
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But as the saying goes, "Getting there is half the fun"By the time dessert came, I knew my pussy was wet. Brent had run his toes up as far as the middle of my thigh which was as high as my long dress would allow without me adjusting it. I had caressed the inside of his thigh with my stocking covered foot, which was all the higher I could reach, again because of my long dress. It clearly appeared that the ball was in my court as to what would happen next. I looked long and hard at my son. His eyes were filled with excitement, lust, hunger, but also love. I had been deprived too long. I had been put down too many times. It was my birthday, by god, and I was going to enjoy myself. A cliché came to mind, but it really was the first day of the rest of my life. I raised my ass off the seat cushion and adjusted my dress just enough. I scooted forward to the edge of the chair, reached under the tablecloth, and took Brent's foot in my hand. I parted my thighs. I pressed his foot to my panty-covered pussy. This time, instead of his eyes growing wide, he smiled a suave little smile.
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He wiggled his toes. That made me inhale slowly and close my eyes. When I opened my eyes, he was looking at my chest. I looked down. My nipples were hard pebbles under my dress. I know I blushed but I didn't care. I felt him remove his foot from my crotch. I raised my eyebrows in question. He made a quick gesture with his head and I knew what he wanted. I raised my foot and felt him take it in his hand and pull gently. I wiggled forward just a bit more and then felt my foot come to rest on a bar of iron. Of course, it wasn't a bar of iron. It was his cock. I could feel its heat radiating through his pants. I felt it throb under my foot.
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I ran my toes up and down its length, estimating it to be about 7 or 8 inches long. I dropped my toes slightly and found his balls between his thighs. I lightly caressed them, feeling them roll under my toes. It was his turn to close his eyes and simply enjoy. The dance combo was playing a slow ballad. Couples were on the dance floor, swaying to the music. I cleared my throat, which caught Brent's attention and brought him partially back to earth. "Maybe you should ask your date if she would like to dance. ""Huh? Oh, sure, ma…. uhm… Lorraine" there was a question in his voice as to what he should call me. The way he said my name sent a lovely flutter through my insides and I smiled. "Yes, darling, say it again. "Emboldened by my response, he said "Lorraine, my love, would like to dance?"He stood. I could clearly see the outline of his hard cock. He came and stood by me, a little closer than necessary and it put his cock only inches from my face.
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I longed to reach out and caress it, to expose it, to take it into my mouth. I looked up at him and smiled. I leaned forward slightly, knowing that it would open the front of my dress and give him a wonderful view of my breasts. He offered me his hand, which I took. I rose, my dress falling back to its proper place. Brent led me to the dance floor where we were no longer son and mother. We were man and woman. He took me in my arms and held me in a way I hadn't been held for years. His right hand rested in the small of my back. His left hand took mine. He pulled me closer as the music took over. I felt my breasts flatten against his firm chest. I felt the ridge of his cock pressed against my tummy and pussy mound. I pressed my hips forward to make intimate contact with him. I felt his right hand drop a little to the top of my ass.
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I looked up into his eyes. "Mom, I…""Shhhhhhhh… darling," I put a finger to his lips. "There is no need to say anything. No need to explain. Relax. Enjoy. "I closed my eyes and laid my head on Brent's shoulder. I could feel his hand caressing the top of the curve of my butt. He cautiously pulled my hips even tighter to his. I willingly yielded to him. His cock throbbed, hard, aching, between us. I gently slid my hips sideways against him. From across the dance floor, it must have looked like a loving couple dancing romantically. We both knew that we were mother and son, no longer dancing exactly, but dry fucking to music. As my pussy responded to his touch, his hardness, his desire, my clit became swollen and aroused.
The pressure of his cock hit me at the right point. I ground my mound hard against him, trying to increase the pressure on my clit. I moaned softly. He instinctively knew my need. He shifted his weight a little and his thigh was suddenly between my thighs, my pussy able to grind on it. My son, my lover, held me tight to support my weight. His hand was now cupping my ass firmly. My nails were digging into his hand as we "danced" and my arousal grew. My eye lips were fluttering as my head lay on his shoulder. The music seemed to fade in the distance as my orgasm grew closer. Brent was kissing my cheek softly. I heard him whisper in my ear, but a million miles away, "Cum for me, mom. I want to make you so happy. I love you, mom… Lorraine. "That took me over the edge.
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There on the dance floor, in the midst of a crowd, I had a powerful orgasm in my son's arms. Wave after wave of pleasure swept through me, radiating out from my throbbing pussy to my extremities and then returning to my pussy. I was moaning softly, biting my lip, grinding my mound on his leg, trying not to fall, and all the while hoping that the entire room wasn't staring at me. The room was spinning for me. I went limp in Brent's strong arms. I melted into his chest. I was softly gasping for breath. I knew my face and chest must be bright red from the exertion and exhilaration of my orgasm. I glanced around the room, my eyes still trying to refocus. No one seemed to be staring. I looked up at him sheepishly. He smiled back at me and kissed me lightly on the lips. "Could anyone tell? Does it show?" I asked him. "No, mom, only to me. And I think you are beautiful.
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"We returned to the table. Instead of sitting across from me, he sat next to me. His hand felt so good, so right, on my thigh. "Mom… holy shit… sorry… but holy shit… "I smiled at his eloquence. I knew what he wanted to say, but couldn't find either the words or the courage to do so. "Darling, you have brought me to the best restaurant in town for my birthday dinner. Maybe you should get a room at the best hotel in town for my birthday night. "He looked at me and shook his head. "I'll be right back… holy shit. "He left the restaurant to go to the front desk. I looked around the room. The two businessmen that had toasted us earlier were still there. They noticed me, sitting alone now. "Surely your date didn't abandon you, did he?""Don't be silly," I replied, suddenly feeling deliciously wicked. "He has gone to get us a room for the night" I said brazenly knowing that these men didn't know us and that they would never see us again.
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"I hope to God that youngster knows how lucky he is tonight!" "Not yet, he doesn't, but he soon will" I smiled my most seductive smile. My tongue glided over my lips. Both men squirmed in their seats. I was turning them on. A feeling of power came over me. I was desirable and desired. I was attractive and flirtatious. Years of put-downs and indifference were shed from my psyche like a snake sheds its skin. I felt new and alive. Brent returned. The big grin on his face made it hard to decide which one of us was in the state of greatest anticipation. He approached the table and extended his hand gallantly. "Lorraine, would you like to go now?"For the benefit of our two voyeuristic friends, I said, "No, darling, I would like to come now. " I smiled at them as their mouths dropped open at my wanton behavior. They squirmed.
They were still sitting gaped mouthed as we left the restaurant. As the elevator doors closed, my son and I were in each other's arms; mine around his neck, his around my waist. My breasts were pressed tightly to his chest, my nipples hard and erect. Our lips were locked together. Our tongues played and explored each other's mouths. He hands were on my ass, pulling my mound to his aching cock, deep in need of relief. My love for him, and my lust for him took over. I dropped a hand from around his neck and let it go between our hips. His cock as a perfect fit in the palm of my hand. I rubbed it firmly. He gasped at my touch, even as my tongue wrestled with his. One of his hands left my ass and came up to cover one of my breasts. His fingers quickly found my nipple and he pinched it passionately. It was my turn to gasp. Had the elevator not stopped when it did, I know he would have had my breast out then and there, but it did stop.
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He looked at the indicator and said, "This is our floor. ""Time to get off" I said and he smiled at my double entendre. He took my hand and led me down the hall. The card key released the latch and we stepped into the dark room. Across the room, the curtains were open, revealing the broad panorama of the city skyline. I was drawn to it and crossed the room as he locked the door. I was standing there letting every wonderful aspect of the night sink into my senses. I was like a woman reborn, seeing life and all its potentials once again. I felt Brent's arms go around me and then his hands cupped my breasts. He was kissing my neck, my shoulders, and nibbling on my ears. His hands came up to the strips of cloth that kept my dress on my shoulders. He began to pull them to the side. I made no effort to resist his touch or intention. I moaned softly to encourage him. The straps fell off my shoulders.
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He pushed them softly down. The soft material sent a tingle through me as it crossed over my nipples and they became even more sensitive as they were completely exposed to the coolness of the room. My dress fell and pooled around my feet. I stepped out of it. He went to his knees behind me. He took the top of my panty hose in his hands and gently pulled. They rolled down over my ass, down my thighs, passed my knees. I felt his hands on my ankles and it was then that I realized I still had my heels on. I put my hands on his shoulders to balance myself and stepped out of my shoes. He removed my panty hose and then mysteriously tapped my ankle. I looked down at him and he was holding my heels and had a shy smile on his face. I knew what he wanted and let him put my shoes back on my feet. He stood back up. I turned to him. Every nerve in my body was alive with desire, lust, and love.
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Here I was, standing in front of my son in nothing but a pair of black silk panties and high heels. His eyes were darting about, looking at me, taking in every inch of my body. I took my thumbs and hooked them into the waistband of my panties. He held his breath in anticipation. I pushed them down leisurely, languidly, dreamily. My trimmed bush appeared. Once the waistband cleared my hips and ass, all I had to do was let go and let gravity take over. They fell around my ankles and I stepped out. I was now naked, in front of my son. He was barely breathing. "It's my birthday" I said softly, seductively. "Do you like my birthday suit?""Oh god, mom. " He mouthed. "One of us is over dressed for this occasion, and it ain't me" I said, stepping up to him. I pushed his coat off his shoulders and it fell to the floor.
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I undid his tie and flung it across the room. I undid the top button of his shirt and then pressed my lips to his neck. The next button allowed me access to the top of his chest. Each button gave me leave to kiss more and more of his chest. My lips found his small, but very hard nipples. I licked at them, kissed them, and let my teeth playfully pull at them. He pulled my face tight to his chest. The tail of his shirt was extracted from his pants and his shirt joined his coat on the floor. . My kisses dropped to his stomach as I dropped to his knees. My tongue explored his navel as his fingers ran through my hair. His stomach was firm and hard under my cheek. I reached down to untie his shoes and in doing so I let my face rub down the length of his hard cock. He moaned. I untied his shoes and he stepped out.
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I pulled down his sock and he stepped out. I straightened up in front of him, still on my knees. He looked down at me, his appreciation for my beauty and his lust for my body in his eyes. I reached out and took his belt in hand and deftly undid it. Feeling playful, I leaned forward, my breasts firmly against his thighs and found the tab of his zipper with my teeth. I had never done anything so bold or sensual before in my life. And now my son was the beneficiary of my new found life. I pulled it down and felt a rush of heat escape. I could feel his cock radiating heat. I could smell his maleness and paused to enjoy it. Once his zipper was down, I reached out and undid the snap of his dress pants. I took both his pants and his boxers and began to pull gently. I kissed his stomach as it became exposed. The lower his pants dropped the lower I kissed my son. Soon, his pubic hair began to tickly my chin and then my nose.
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I extended the elastic band of his boxers to allow them to clear the long hard obstruction they had found. Brent's cock sprang free. I pushed his pants and boxers to the floor and he stepped out of them. I hugged him tightly from my kneeling position. The hair on his thighs was coarse but warm on my hard nipples and soft breasts. His cock was only inches from my face. It was beautiful. A pearl of precum glistened at the head. I had to have it. I took his cock in my hand. I milked it slowly, luxuriously. The bead of precum grew. I leaned forward and let my tongue claim it for my own. He winced at the sudden pleasure of my tongue on his cock. I continued to stroke him while I looked up into his eyes.
"There is no turning back now, you know" I told him. "Why on earth would we want to?" he replied. I couldn't think of a single reason. I opened my mouth and took my son's cock into it. I could feel every ridge and vein throb as I engulfed him. I began to work my hand and mouth in tandem as his hips began to move. He was fucking me in the mouth and I loved it because I loved him, wanted him, needed him, and in all honesty, I was simply enjoying sucking his cock. I brought my hand up and cupped his balls, caressing them and gently rolling them in my palms. I imagined I was feeling his cum building up in them, waiting to explode into my mouth. He put his hands on my head and slid his cock in and out of my mouth, back and forth through my hand, over my lips. He wasn't rough or demanding. He was passionate and loving. Brent looked down through partly closed lids and said, "God, mom, you are so beautiful… so sexy with my cock in your mouth… I love your beautiful tits…"It was my turn to wince a little. I generally don't like that word; tits. But I knew he was trying his best to compliment me and tell me how desirable I was to him so I forgave it easily in my mind.
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If my son wanted to love my tits, rather than loving my breasts, I could live with it. His breathing rate increased and was shallower. I felt his balls begin to draw up and grow tight. I felt his cock head swell and harden even more. I knew he was getting very close. Then he thrust his hips forward and grabbed my head in his passion. He growled as I felt his cock swell and explode. I swallowed as stream after stream of his sperm crossed my tongue and cascaded down my throat. He shuddered as the last drops were expelled. "I gotta sit down before I fall down" he panted, and he moved over to the bed and sat collapsed. Still on my knees, I crawled over to him and pulled myself up onto the bed next to him. He took me in his arms with more love, desire, passion, or respect than I had ever felt from anyone, bar no one, in my life. His lips went to my tits. Yes, my tits. No longer my breasts, but my tits, objects of sexual desire.
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He devoured them. Kissing, licking, sucking, one to the other as if trying to decide which one offered the greatest pleasure to either of us. I could tell his cock was hard and eager to go again. It was throbbing on my leg. It was time; time for me to put my passed life of neglect, insecurity, abuse, put-downs, insults, and indifference behind me. It was time for a new life to begin, a new start. It was time for my son to fuck me. I parted my thighs and raised my knees. He raised himself up on his arms above me and looked down at me, his mother, his lover. He still had a slight trace of a question in his eyes. I looked deep into his eyes, down into his soul, and nodded almost imperceptibly. He raised his hips and shifted. I could feel the head of his cock exploring, looking for the entrance to my pussy. As his cock head moved our juices, his cum and my secretions mixed, became one. Then my labia parted enough and the head of his cock was at the entrance to my pussy.
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He pushed forward and the head was in me. We both stopped breathing. We both slowly pushed our hips forward and it was unclear whether he was entering me or whether I was engulfing him but after a few seconds of excruciating pleasure the head of his cock was being kissed by the tip of my cervix. We were one. Again. I say, again, because he and I had been one at his conception. He was mine. And now he was back in me; back in the same warm, wet, loving place he had come from 28 years earlier. I raised my hips and put my ankles around his muscular ass. I put my hands on his shoulder and hung on. I looked up into his eyes. "Oh baby… oh my baby boy… my son… love me… make me yours… my darling Brent, fuck me… please… fuck me…" It was a plea for him to pleasure me as well as a plea for him to help me heal, to make me whole once again. He seemed to understand. And he fucked me. He fucked me so wonderfully and completely.
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His cock touched my secret places and stoked my forbidden fires. I could feel his balls bounce off my ass as he thrust deep into me. I could feel the swollen head of his cock expand my tunnel as he pulled out. I could feel his shaft thrill my clit as he returned inside. I could see his eyes focused on my tits, watching them sway and bounce as he fucked me. The concentration on his face was intense as if his every effort was directed at me, for me. And then I felt it begin to build deep inside me. But this time it was not only building deep in my pussy to radiate out. It was building at my finger tips, my toes, and my tits to radiate in. This was unlike any orgasm I had ever experienced. The energy on my inside spread. The energy at my extremities contracted. Then they met. My eyes closed. I held my breath for a moment.
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I bit my lip for a moment. Then "oh god, yes, oh god, yes, oh god yes" came from my lips time and again as my orgasm shook me to the core. I could tell my pussy muscles were constricting and contracting around my son's cock. The added tightness resulted in added pleasure. I was released from my past. I was now a whole woman, a new person, free to love, free to give pleasure, and free to take pleasure. The added tightness of my pussy on Brent's cock took him over the edge. He looked down into my still enraptured face, his eyes widening as his orgasm drew closer. "Yes, my darling, cum for me. Give me your precious cum. Fill me please. Let me please you baby" I assured him. He thrust and froze. Then he worked his cock in short tiny strokes as he moaned and tossed his head side to side. I could feel his cum, my son's cum, fill my pussy.
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I held him tight as he shook and shuddered in pleasure. Then we lay still in each other's arms. After we had both regained our breath and the world stopped spinning around us, he raised his head from my breasts (once again objects of comfort and love) and said "Happy Birthday, mom"I petted his hair. "Thank you darling. You have no idea what you have given me this night. "And that is the story of how my life was changed the night of my 50th birthday by my son. Oh, and by the way, I saw Cal twice after that; the next day when I went back to pack my things and again one time at the mall, months later. He was alone, probably 100 pounds over weight, still smelling of booze, and dressed like the homeless. He said he missed me. Do you know what I told him? "Fuck you, Cal. ".
