I am an 83 year old mother of two children. My husband died over twenty years ago. I have been and still living on my own. I keep in shape and eat right. My daughter lives in Fla and my son lives about twenty minutes from my house. I wanted to visit my daughter in Fla, but didn't want to drive all the way down there by myself. I called my son and asked him if he could drive down with me. He's a retired police officer and has time on his hands.
Pretending to sleep so my son would do me
This is part two. Read part one first 👉 Episode 1
He was hesitate. He's always been there for me so I knew all I had to do is wait. Finally he said he would drive down with me.
He picked me up at my house and we started our trip. I knew it was going to take two days, so we would have to spent one night in a hotel. We talked during the trip. Nothing important, just a lot of small talk.
It was getting around seven o'clock, so Billy my son said it was time to start looking for a hotel. He pulled into the parking lot and went in to get our room. We had agreed to save money we would get just one room with two beds. I waited in the car.
He came out, got in the car and drove to our room. He opened the trunk and we got our overnight bags out.
He unlocked the room and started to walk in. He stopped in the doorway and looked back at me. There's only one bed, he told me, a king size. I walked into the room and told him if he didn't mind sleeping with is old mother, that I don't have a problem with it.
He agreed.
As soon as we got in the room, Billy turned on the TV. He told me to going ahead and get my shower first.
My shower didn't last long. I put on my old nightgown that button up the front. I always preferred that because it made it easy to put on and take off.
I opened the bathroom door and walked over to my overnight bag that was sitting on the floor. I bent over and put my clothes and bra that I had been wearing in the bag.
I turned and looked at my son. I told him it was his turn to get his shower. He got up and walked into the bathroom and shut the door.
While he was in the shower I put some cream on parts of my body. I could hear the shower running so I knew it was safe to take my gown off. After I finished I buttoned it back up. I always leave the top two buttons undone. When I finished buttoning up, it didn't button right. I looked down and saw I missed a button hole, so I unbuttoned my gown again and this time made sure the buttons were in the right holes.
I pulled down the cover and sheet and started to get into bed. It was a little warn in the room so I just use the sheet. As I crawled into bed my nightgown slid up around my hips. It always did this so I never bother pulling it back down. I laid on my back and closed my eyes.
It wasn't long until I heard the bathroom door open. I turned my head. Billy came out just wearing his underwear. I looked at him. For a sixty year old man, he wasn't bad looking. He still had a fit body. For some reason and I don't know why I looked at the front of his underwear. There was a pretty big bulge. I hadn't seen his penis since he was a little boy. He hadn't noticed I was looking there. I thought to myself. Shame on you, he's your son, I shouldn't be looking there. I thought to myself I bet all mothers at one time or another thought about their grown son's penis and wondered how big it had gotten. By the looks of Billy's his got pretty big. I knew a 83 year old woman shouldn't be thinking that way. I haven't had any sex since his father died and that's been over twenty years. I cleared my thoughts. It was time to go to sleep. I've never had any problem getting and staying asleep. My husband used to tell me I sleep like I'm dead. I've always been hard to wake up.
I fell asleep. I didn't stay asleep very long. I opened my eyes and noticed it wasn't very dark in the hotel room. That must have been why I woke up. I closed my eyes and tried to get back to sleep. Before I fell asleep I felt something pull on my nightgown. I slowly started to open my eyes. I only got them just a little open when I seen what I thought was my sons hand trying to unbutton the top of my gown. I started to say something, but then stopped. I asked myself. "What is he doing?" I watched as he undone the button just below the two I had already left undone. He then drew his hand back. "Maybe he's asleep and didn't realize what he had done." I kept my eyes almost closed to see if something else was going to happen. His hand returned to my gown and he undone another button. I know I should have said something, but I was curious what he was doing. Surely he didn't want to see my old naked tits. I'm 83 years old. Who would want to see that. His hand moved down to the another button and he undid that one also. Now I was unbuttoned down to my belly button. What was he doing?
I watched his hand take a hold of the top of my gown and then he started to raise it up. I knew now my son was trying to see my tits. This is where I should have stopped him. I knew he thought I was asleep because of how slowly and carefully he raised the side of my gown. I don't know why I didn't stop him. I thought to myself, if he wants to see my tits I'll let him. What harm could that do. I figured he would take a look and then fall asleep.
He then laid open one side of my gown, then opened up the other side. Out of the corner of my almost closed eyes I could see him raise his head to get a better look. I realized both of my tits were now fully exposed to my son. He must of liked what he saw. He kept staring at them. He then laid back down on his side. He must be done, I thought to myself, but how is he going to explain to me in the morning why my gown is unbuttoned.
I closed my eyes. Before I could fall asleep I got another shock. I felt my son put his hand on my tit. I knew now I should stop this, and I started to say something. But I realized having his hand on my tit felt good. No man has even touched my tits in over twenty years. I knew it wasn't right, my son touching me this way.
I felt his fingers start pressing on my tit. I kept my eyes closed and enjoyed the feeling.
I surprised myself with these feelings. As his mother I should be putting a stop to this.
After about a minute I realized I shouldn't let this go on any further. It felt good, I mean really good, but I am his mother and mothers don't enjoy their son's hands on their tits. It was hard, but I started to move.
My son right away took his hand off my tit. I turned over on my side with my back to him. I thought to myself, "OK, that's over, it felt good. But now there's nothing else he can do. I still have my gown on and my panties. I closed my eyes and attempted to get to sleep."
I felt my son raise up on the bed and look at my face. He was closed enough to my face for me to feel his body heat. I think he was checking to see if I was asleep.
That's when I should have opened my eyes and pretend I was waking up.
I didn't do that. I'm not sure why. I had liked what he was going to me, again, I am his mother, mother's are not suppose to enjoy their son's hand on their tits. The problem was I was still real curious why Billy did this and down deep, real deep I think I wanted him to keep going. Common sense took over again. I reasoned to myself I am his mother and I know I shouldn't be thinking these things. I knew there was nothing else he could do since I was on my side and still wearing my gown.
I had noticed that my gown had rose up around my hips.
I felt air around my ass and I realized my son had raised the sheet. I felt him lower the sheet until it was no longer on me. I knew now because of where my gown had raised up he could see part of my ass and my panties. I realized it felt good, someone looking at my ass. It felt dirty and I started liking the feeling. I thought to myself, I didn't care by now that it was my son. He's a man and I was raised old school. A man needs sex more than a woman. My son needed to touch me, then that's OK because I love him and would do anything for him. I wished I could see his face. I kept my eyes closed and waited to see if he was going to do anything else. Part of me wanted him to stop and a bigger part of me wanted him to go further. It wasn't long until I got my wish. I felt him put his hand on my bare hip. His hand was gentle and warm. I liked how it felt. At this stage I made up my mind I wasn't going to do anything to stop him of anything he was or wanted to do, except fucking me. That was going too far. I doubted he wanted to fuck me anyway. I reasoned to myself, "who would want to fuck a 83 year old woman?"
His hand kept moving up and down on my thigh. Feelings I hadn't had in a very long time was coming back. I liked these feelings. I thought they were lost, but my son is proving you are never to old to enjoy someone touching you.
I felt my son raise my gown up. He started raising it higher. I realized he was raising my gown to get a better look at my ass. He stopped. The weight of me laying on my gown had stopped him. I knew though that he had raised it enough to see my entire panty covered ass.
I felt my son put his hand on my panties. His hand almost covered one side of my ass. I felt his hand start moving up to the top of my panties. I thought to myself. "Will he be brave enough to put his hand inside my panties?" I realized I wanted him to put his hand in my panties. I knew this was wrong, plus all I had to do was pretend I was waking up and he would stop.
I didn't have to wait long. I felt his fingers slide under my panties then slowly move on my bare skin. His whole hand was now inside my panties. It felt good. I controlled my breathing because I still wanted him to think I was asleep. If he thought I was waking up I was afraid he would stop what he was do, and I now realized I did not want him to stop.
I could feel his fingers in the crack of my ass. One of his fingers had just touched the lower part of my pussy lips. I wanted him to go further. I wanted to feel his fingers inside my pussy. I think he was thinking the same thing. He tried to go deeper but my panties got too tight around his hand and he could not go any further. I was disappointed when I felt him remove his hand from my ass. I wished there was something I could do to help him, but I couldn't for fear if he thought I was awake, he would stop. Plus, it was very sexy to me that my son thought he was doing these things to his mother without his mother knowing. I realized I was getting very horny and I did not want this to stop, so I wasn't going to do anything that would make him stop.
I felt him take a hold of the top of my panties and then he started removing them from my ass. I felt my panties on one side being pulled below my ass. Billy then stopped. I realized he wasn't able to get my panties off all the way because I was laying on one side of them. I wanted him to take my panties off. I wanted my son to see my bare ass. I wanted him to put his fingers in my pussy. I just didn't know how to help him without revealing I was really awake.
All of a sudden I felt him put his hand under my hip that was laying on the mattress. I realized what his plan was. If I feel the pressure in my sleep I would move to get rid of the pressure. Smart son I raised. Even though I wanted to move now so he could get my panties the rest of the way off, I waited. When I thought it was time, I slightly raised my ass from the mattress.
It was all Billy needed. As soon as I raised my ass, I felt Billy pull my panties the rest of the way down. My panties were now below my ass, resting on my thighs. In no time my son pulled my panties the rest of the way down and removed them entirely. I couldn't wait to see what he was going to do now. I really wanted him to put his fingers in my pussy. That's not fucking so that's OK for him to that to me.
I waited. I felt the bed move. My son was doing something, but I didn't know what.
I felt him lay down next to me. I felt something on my ass. I thought it was his fingers, but I realized it wasn't. I think I felt him touch my ass with his dick. He had taken his underwear off and I think he was going to try and fuck me. I panicked. My mind was racing. It was OK to touch me but fucking me.... I should stop this before it goes any further. I was about to turn over and tell my son that this is as far as he can go.
Right before I decided to turn over, I felt him shift his body lower. I felt pressure at the entrance to my pussy. I felt him apply a little more pressure. I felt my pussy lips open up, then I felt him slide into me. It wasn't much. I think just the head of his dick was in me. I really liked how it felt. I like it a lot. I decided with my pussy lips wrapped around the head of his dick, I did not want to stop him. My son wants to fuck me and I right then decided, I was not going to do anything to stop him. I wanted to feel his dick in my pussy. While thinking this, I think I moved my ass toward his dick. I didn't want to do this, not because I wanted him to fuck me, I didn't want him to stop trying to fuck me. I wanted and needed his dick. I have been too long without a dick. I don't care that it's my son's dick. All I knew now was I haven't been fucked in over twenty years and now I wanted to get fucked. I willed myself to keep my body still.
I felt Billy try to put his hands between my legs. I knew he wanted to get to my pussy, but I was afraid to move, fearing he would stop.
He took his dick away from my pussy. I could feel my pussy lips close up when he took the head of his dick out of me. I needed that dick. I want my son's dick to bury itself as deep as he can in my me. This was somehow going to happen. I was still on my side and I realized he couldn't get to my pussy because my legs were resting on each other. I decided I was going to chance it and move. Before I moved I felt Billy put his hand on the back of my thigh. It was what I needed. I let him push my leg down to the mattress. With my leg off of my other leg, I knew my pussy was exposed to my son.
I was horny but I did not feel wet. Maybe because I'm 83, but I was as horny as I have ever been. I needed Billy to fuck me and fuck me hard. I felt his fingers playing with my outer pussy lips. I haven't felt that in a long time. He kept moving his fingers up and down while making little circles. I started getting wet. I felt him slide his finger in my pussy.
After moving his finger inside me, I felt him put another finger in. With his two fingers buried deep in my pussy, he started wiggling his fingers around inside me. It felt so good my body before I could stop it move toward his fingers. I wanted him to go deeper. My pussy had come alive and it was hungry for more, much more. I needed fucked and I needed fucked now.
Billy must have been reading my thoughts. I felt him pull out his fingers.
I waited. I hoped the next thing I felt was his dick. I was horny and wet enough now for a good son fucking. I thought to myself.. Soon, I would feel my son's dick slide in my pussy. I wished I could turn over and look at my son and tell him. "Fuck mommy, Billy, fuck your mommy." I loved it when his dad was alive fucking me on my back, missionary style . Right now I didn't care how I was going to get fucked. I was going to let my son put his dick in me anyway he wanted to. This is going to happen. I am going to let my son fuck me. My thoughts excited me even more.
I felt my son move next to me. He was in the same position he was in when he tried to fuck me and couldn't get it in. I knew that was not going to happen now. My pussy is wet and I wanted his dick more than I have ever wanted any dick. It was even better that it was my son's dick that was going to fuck me.
I felt Billy put the head of his dick in my pussy entrance.
I felt Billy push. His dick slid in me with no problem. I felt the head of his dick spread my pussy lips. He was only in me about an inch, but I could tell he was big. Much bigger than his father. He pushed a little harder. I felt his dick slip deeper in me. It was spreading my pussy walls out like they have never been spread out before. Already my pussy was feeling full, but I felt he had more to go. I wasn't wrong.
His dick again started going deeper in me. It seemed like it kept going deeper and deeper until he bottomed out. I couldn't help myself. I let out a little moan. His huge dick was in me. I was filled up. I hadn't had this feeling for many years, too many years. My son's dick was now buried as deep into his mother as he could get.
I wanted to move my ass to get his dick even deeper. I wondered if his entire dick had fit in my pussy. I kept waiting for him to start fucking me. I wanted him to pull his dick out almost all the way, and then bury it back in my me.
All at once he started. I felt him pull his dick out then bury it back in me again. In and out he went. Each time he seemed to go deeper and deeper. I had to bite my tongue to keep from moaning out loud. I had never felt this much dick before. My son was a good motherfucker. This felt so good there is no way it's wrong. If I knew incest was this great I would have figured out a way to start fucking my son as soon as he started getting hardons. Billy kept fucking me for about ten minutes. I didn't want it to ever stop. I was enjoying the feeling of his dick moving in and out of me, over and over again. I don't know how he thought I was still asleep, but I wasn't going to let him know I was awake. There was no way I wanted him to stop fucking me by now. And to think, just ten or fifteen minutes ago I was thinking I wasn't going to let him fuck me.
All of a sudden I felt Billy stopped and pulled his dick out of me. I felt him lay back down on the bed.
Had he cummed? I didn't felt any cum. I hoped he wasn't done. I needed him to put his dick back in my pussy. I waited to see what he was going to do. I hoped this was not over. I still needed more of his big dick in me.
I felt Billy put his hand on my naked hip. He pulled my hip toward him. I couldn't figure out what he was doing. Then he took a hold of my gown. He pulled it toward him. I couldn't figure out what he was doing. He pulled again, so I moved just a little toward him. I kept feeling him pull on my gown and kept wondering why? Then it dawned on me. He wanted me on my back. He wasn't done. I think he wants to fuck me missionary style, my favorite position. I became even more excited. He wasn't done. He wanted to fuck me some more. I knew I couldn't turn over right away. I still had to let him think I was a sound sleeper. It was killing me to wait. I wanted that dick in me again. I wanted him to pound my pussy as hard as he could.
I couldn't wait any longer. I rolled over on my back. I kept my legs open some so it would be easier for him to get between them. When I rolled ever to my back, my gown fell open revealing again both of my tits. I have shaved my pussy all my life. It felt like when my husband fucked me, he was able to go deeper. Now my son was going to get to fuck my bald pussy just like his daddy used to.
As I lay on my back, with my tits exposed to my son, I waited to see what he wanted to do to me now. I didn't have to wait long.
I felt him lick my nipple. It made my nipples stand out like bullets. I felt my nipples get hard. I felt my son put his open mouth on my tit. He almost had my entire tit in his mouth. He started sucking on my it. I opened my eyes just a little so I could watch him. I know he wouldn't see them open since he was still busy sucking my tits. He was sucking one tit as he was fondling the other one. I felt an orgasm deep within my pussy.
My son was so busy on my tits that he didn't notice me tense up from my orgasm.
I watched him rise up and look down at my body. Four more buttons were still holding my gown together. My nipple felt cool in the air because it was wet from Billy sucking on it.
My son move one knee between my legs and the other one on the outside of my leg.
I wished my legs were spread wide enough for him to get between them. I wanted to spread them out more , but was afraid to because he would think I had woke up. There was no way I was going to do anything that would stop him from fucking me in my favorite position.
I watched him reach down with both hands and slowly undo a button. Then he reached down and undid two more. Only one button held my gown together now. Soon I would be completely naked before my sons eyes. This thought excited me even more.
Finally Billy undid the last button. There was nothing fastened now to hold my gown together. All he had to do was unfold each side to make me totally naked in front of him.
I willed him to open my gown. I wanted my son to see his mother naked before him.
He didn't open my gown. I was puzzled. I took a chance and opened my eyes a little more. What I saw pleased me very much and made me even hotter. He was staring at my bald pussy. I bet he was surprise I still shave it. I could see a little smile on his face as he stared at my pussy. I was getting hotter by the minute. I saw him reach down and touch it just above my pussy lips. He rubbed his finger back and fore across my where I shave all of my hair off. I could hardly stand it. Watching my son fondle me made me even hotter than I was. I looked up a little and for the first time I could see his dick. It was huge. I mean long and fat. I have never seen a man's dick that was so large. It was pointing straight up. It was the kind of dick all women wanted to fuck at least once in their life' It was the size that even if a happily married woman seen it, she would have to figure out a way to get my son to fuck her. What really excited me even more was than soon he was going to try and put all of his massive dick in my pussy. I am not a big woman. I only weigh about 100 pounds. I knew I could take it all in me. I now know there was no way my son was getting out of this bed before he fucked me. It amazed me how he had got it in me the first time when I was on my side. I didn't think all of it was in me then and I was right. If I felt full before when he fucked me on my side, think how good I am going to get fucked when he can bury all of it in me. If all goes right and he doesn't stop I was going to get that big huge dick back in my pussy again.
Billy reached up and unfold one side of my gown. Then he reach over to the other side and opened it. I was now totally naked and exposed to my son's eyes. I watched him look at my body. I could tell he like what he saw even though I was 83 years old. I"m glad I took care of myself. Finally, all the hard work keeping fit was paying off.
My legs weren't still spread out wide enough to get fucked. I knew this and I hope my son realized this. He did. I felt him put his hand under each one of my thighs. He slowly started pushing my legs apart. After he got my legs spread wider for him I thought he would get busy fucking me. He didn't. He wasn't done yet. . I was wide apart, but I knew I could spread my legs even more. Maybe my son thought he had spread them as far as he could. I wanted to spread them even wider for my son to make it easy to fuck me. I couldn't do that because he would see me spread my legs further and maybe stop, thinking I was waking up. I was going to get fucked by my son missionary style and I wasn't willing to take the chance spreading my legs out more for him.
My son moved between my legs. His dick ready. I couldn't wait to be fuck again.
I waited for my son to guide his dick in my me. He didn't.
What was he doing? I raised my head just a little and looked though my half closed eyes. I watched my son start to lower himself down toward my pussy. I realized he was going to eat me out. I smiled. I know he wasn't looking at my face. So it was safe to watch him.
I felt his body heat before he started using his tongue. Then it happened. I felt his tongue go inside my pussy. He was licking me and sucking me at the same time. I almost fainted from the feeling. Involuntary I felt my ass move up just a little so he could really dig his tongue deeper into me. It worked, I felt his tongue go even deeper in me. I needed to spread my legs even more so he could really get in there. I decided to take a chance. As he was eating me out I spread my legs a little wider. I have always been very flexible. Even at 83 I was able to spread my legs almost all the way out flat. I felt Billy stop eating me out and start to raise up his head. I quickly closed my eyes still pretending to be asleep. After about 30 seconds I felt his hand on the back of my thighs.
I opened my eyes and watched my son move my thighs in the air so my knees were pushed up.
He stopped and took a long look at my naked body and my position. I knew I could spread my legs even further, but he didn't. I didn't want to take the chance again of him checking me out to see if I was still asleep, so I waited looking at him though half closed eyes.
My son reached over on the end table and grabbed his cell phone. While he was picking up his phone, I spread my legs even wider. I was now spread about as wide as I could get. My knees were almost touching the mattress as I spread them out further. I hoped my son wouldn't notice how far my legs were now spread out for him. My legs were spread out so far now I felt my pussy lips open up a little.
He didn't, I watched him take pictures of me with his cell phone. This excited me even more knowing my son wanted pictures. I had never had a picture taken of me being naked. I saw Billy move the camera closed to my pussy. I felt him move my pussy lips apart and take more pictures. It made me feel dirty, but a good kind of dirty.
I watched him dial someone and wondered who and why would he be calling now. I wanted fucked and he playing with his cell phone.
I realized he called Steve his best friend. I knew Steve all my life. He was like a second son to me.
I heard my son say. "Guess what? I am going to fuck my mom."
When I heard my son say that I had another organism. I hoped he wouldn't notice.
I couldn't hear what Steve was sayings. Then I heard my son say, "OK Steve watch this"
I watched my son get between my legs. I felt the head of his dick at my entrance. I realized Billy was sending a video of him fucking his mother. Billy moved his dick about half way in then stopped. I heard Billy tell Steve Bye. I was so hot by now I felt like my pussy was trying to suck my sons dick deeper in me. I felt his dick come out of me as he reached over and put the cell phone back on the end table. As he was putting his cell phone down I raised both of my arms so the back of my hands rested on my pillow. There was no way I could open myself up any more for my son. I was totally opening to him and ready for him to do anything he wanted to do to his mother. I don't think he noticed my arms up. I had my eyes closed in case he was looking at them. I hoped he liked what he saw.
My son put his hands on each side of my body. I realized he was doing this so none of his body weight rested on mine. He wasn't taking any chances until he got his dick back in me. I felt the head hit my pussy a little high. Billy re-aimed and I felt his dick slid in. He kept going this time. He didn't stop. He buried his dick all the way in me.
I had to take a chance and open my eyes. I wanted to see my son's dick buried in my pussy. I could tell his eyes were closed, enjoying this moment. It gave me the chance to look down and see his dick buried in me. I Looked. It was the grandest sight I have ever seen. His massive dick was buried all the way in. I could see the top of my bald pussy.Some of his public hair was touching my pussy where I shaved. This proved to me I was taking all of my son's huge dick in my pussy. It filled me up and again pushed against the outer walls of my pussy. I was more than ready to get fucked. I decided if he didn't start fucking me right now, I was going to start fucking him. I didn't care if he knew I was awake. If he tried to pull out I would wrap my legs around his back and keep him deep in my pussy. It wasn't necessary. Billy started fucking me.
He started slow, but pushed his dick deep in me. With every thrust he kept going deeper and deeper in me with that big dick of his. I have never had a man go so deep in my pussy. I wanted to put my hands on his ass and pull him deeper in me. I knew I couldn't but I realized it wasn't necessary. He started going faster. Even when he increased his speed he always keep going deep. I felt the full range of his huge dick. Apparently he forgot about waking me up as he started pounding deep over and over in my pussy. I had never felt anything like this before. I looked at him and saw he was pounding me as fast and as deep as he could.
I felt my pussy start to do something it hadn't done for a very long time. Years ago, this happened once, but only once. It had never happened since, until now. My pussy started sucking on 'Billy's dick. As I was having orgasm after orgasm. The walls around my pussy closed up and was trying to squeeze all of the cum out of my son. Billy started cumming in me. He kept cumming. My pussy was still sucking his dick. It was like it had a mind of its own. I felt my third or fourth orgasm; I'd lost count, My next orgasm was starting down in my toes and started working up my body. This was going to be the biggest orgasm I have ever had. My son's big dick deep in me, and my pussy sucking him dry. It hit me, all I could do was bite on my tongue to keep from yelling out. I had orgasm after orgasm. Nothing is ever going to beat this. My son fucking me so good I almost started to faint. I knew he could feel my pussy sucking his dick dry and I wondered what he was thinking.
He quit moving with his dick still buried deep in me. He was enjoying my pussy sucking the last of his cum out of his dick. His whole body was tense from the feeling he was getting.
After about a minute and after my pussy stopped sucking his dick I felt him slowly pull out of me. My head was still on my pillow so I was able to open my eyes a little and look at my son as he slowly pull his dick out of me. It was still big, but it no longer pointed upward.. I smiled to myself. " My son just give me the best fucking I have ever had. And even with him thinking I was asleep during all of this, I know I have given my son the best fuck he has ever had. He's is going to be thinking about fucking his mother every time he puts his dick in someone else for the rest of his life. He rolled over on his side of the bed. I smiled to myself again knowing I have just given my son, the best fuck he's ever had. I would have like to look at his face, but I kept my eyes closed still pretending I was asleep. If he still believes I was asleep all this time, He sure must think I am a very deep sleeper. I could feel some of his cum leaking out of my pussy. It felt like my pussy was full of cum. With a dick as big as my son's, I knew there was a lot of cum in me. It felt good having cum in me again. I even felt better when I thought about it being my son's cum in me. I wondered now how he was going to explain to his mom in the morning, why she was naked and cum was leaking out of her 83 year old pussy.
My legs were still spread wide with my knees up in the air. I lowered my legs, but still left them wide apart. It was around 5 Am in the morning and I knew he wouldn't have time to fuck me again. I wished there was time because I didn't get fucked in my ass or was I able to suck on his dick. There has to be a way on the return trip to do that again with him thinking I am asleep. I don't want my son to think I am a old slut.
I heard him say, "Mom, are you awake?"
I didn't move. I kept my eyes closed. I was still thinking about the best fucking I had ever had, and it made it even better knowing it was my son that just fucked my brains out.
I wonder how I should react in the morning when I pretended to wake up and realize I was naked.
My son rolled back over and put his face between my pussy. He started sucking out all the cum he had shot into me. He was sucking so hard that it started getting me hot again. I rose up just a little so get his face even deeper so he could suck my pussy dry.
After he finished sucking me dry he licked the rest of my pussy clean.
Well I thought, he took care of that part of the problem.
I felt him ease my panties over my feet and then he started working them up to my ass. Once he got to my ass he had to stop. Without me raising up there was no way he could get my panties over my ass. I took a chance, I raised my ass a little just so he could slip my panties over my ass. It worked. He pulled them up and made sure they were in place.
I thought to myself, if I had really been asleep during my being fucked, I wouldn't know it since he is getting rid of the evidence. He always was a good cop.
Last he buttoned up my gown and pulled the sheet half way up. He cleaned up his crime scene and left no evidence that he ever fucked me.
I bet he was every proud of himself. He fucked his mother and didn't get caught.
I heard him fall asleep. I raised up and looked at my son. He had a smile on his face and he looked relaxed, very relaxed.
I laid down and caught what little sleep I could before the alarm went off.
It seemed like no time had past when I heard the alarm.
We both woke up. I said good morning to my son. I asked him if he slept well.
Stated he did. He was looking at me and I noticed his eyes got very wide. I looked down and saw that my gown had been buttoned up wrong.
I look at my son and told him " I guess I should be more careful when I button up my gown, I smile at him and said," I guess anyone can make that mistake.
I couldn't wait for the trip back home. I wondered if this was going to happen again. If I had anything to do with it. I was going to make sure my son fucked me again.