How much I wanted her.
Then our orgasms passed.
She fell into panting bliss. I pulled my fingers out of my pussy, my hand dripping in my juices. The spicy aroma of my pussy filled my nose. Mom shuddered. She blinked her eyes. Then she pulled her hands out of her panties.
“Oh, wow, that was good,” she said.
“I bet,” I said, grabbing her hand.
She blinked in shock as I pulled her digits, covered in her pussy juices, to my lips. Her tangy aroma filled my nose. Then I shoved them into my mouth. I sucked her cream off of them. Mom’s jaw dropped as I savored the incestuous flavor of her cunt.
I sucked on her for a moment. I swirled my tongue around her nub. Then I slid my lips off of her and turned back to the pears. I gave them a stir with the wooden spoon while Mom stared at me with such shock.
Then she pulled up her jeans and looked away from me. I smiled.
* * *
The next day, Mom kept staring at me. We were making pickled carrots. I loved the way she looked at me, remembering how I had sucked off her pussy cream. How we had masturbated together. I sealed the jar closed, locking the last of sliced carrots in the seasoned brine.
“Well,” I said, looking at Mom.
She swallowed, pulling off her blouse. “Are we…?”
“You want to masturbate together, Mom?” I asked.
She blushed so prettily. She swallowed, her hands rubbing at her thighs. I licked my lips. This was perfect. I pounced on my mother. She wasn’t ready for me to push her back against the counter and kiss her on the mouth. I thrust my tongue past her lips.
She moaned and then her arms were around me. She kissed me back with this fiery heat. My mother and I locked lips. I groaned, my hands sliding up her sides to squeeze her breasts through the tight, blue t-shirt she wore today. I squeezed those big boobs through her top and bra, feeling their softness through the fabric.
She whimpered, her hands grabbing my ass through the skirt I wore today. My pussy clenched. I had no panties on beneath. I felt so wicked as I kissed Mom with hunger. She whimpered into it, her fingers digging into my rump.
Then she froze. She ripped her mouth from mine. “Nancy!”
“Mmm, yes, Mom?” I cooed, squeezing both her breasts, groping the sides of them. I rubbed my nose against hers.
“We can’t do this,” she groaned. “This is way, way too far. We have to stop.”
“That’s not happening,” I said and kissed my mother again.
She groaned against my lips. She kissed me back with hunger. She had been thinking about doing things with me. All those seeds had sprouted, and now I was reaping all my rewards. I loved it. My tongue danced with hers. Her fingers dug into my rump. They felt so delicious groping me. I nibbled on her lips, loving every second of this.
She thrust her tongue into my mouth. She danced it around. I groaned, kissing her with such hunger. She whimpered into the kiss. Her fingers gripped my rump. I massaged her tits, loving the feel of them.
I had to touch them directly.
I broke the kiss. Mom panted as I grabbed the hem of her t-shirt and pulled it up. She licked her lips and then thrust her arms up in the air. I tore it off, and she grabbed my cheeks and kissed me with such hunger. Such wanton, naughty mommy-lust.
My hands slid around her back and found the clasp of her bra. I twisted it. The band sprang apart. I loved it. Mom nibbled on my lower lip. God, she was turning me on so much. My pussy soaked my bush.
I broke the kiss and pulled the bra off of her. She shuddered, her large, pale tits coming into view. They were snowy mounds topped by dark-red nipples. I licked my lips at the sight of them, my hands cupping her breasts.
“Oh, Mommy, these are gorgeous,” I groaned and then shot my head down. I sucked the nub into my mouth.
“Nancy!” she gasped as I sucked. “Oh, god, I can’t believe I’m doing this.”
I smiled around her nub for a moment, elation rushing through me. I had seduced my mom into incest. I had her now. I would be eating her pussy, and then she would be going down on me. And I had other ideas, too.
Naughty ones.
I nibbled and sucked and swirled my tongue around her fat nub. I used to nurse from this tit as a babe. She would have held me to her breast with Clancy. My brother and I would have sucked on them with such hunger.
“Nancy,” she groaned, staring down at me with those blue eyes. “You… I… Oh, Nancy. That’s good. That’s really good.”
I bet it was making her wet, too. I had to find out.
As I sucked on her fat nub, loving the feel of that wonderful nipple between my lips, my hands slid down her thighs. I found her jeans. Were they tighter than her normal pair? She definitely had on that tighter t-shirt. And some makeup. Redder lips. Eye shadow.
Mom gussied up for me. How sweet of her.
My hands slid along the waistband of her jeans to find the clasp. I popped them open. The loud snap echoed through the air. It made me shiver. I loved it. My cunt clenched as I sucked with hunger on her nipple. My hands shoved her jeans down, my lips nibbling on her nub.
“Nancy,” she cooed, pulling away from the counter so I could shove down her jeans. “You are such a wicked girl. I can’t believe you did this.”
I plopped my mouth off to stare up at her. “Seduce you?”