Inside

Despite my lacking warning she immediately understands me as if waiting for the question and cries out, “Inside! Insi-” She continues to beg and plead for my seed but I didn’t hear any further as I was too engrossed by my own pleasure as I began to spurt within her walls. I practically collapsed upon her and bottomed out ensuring every following rope went as deep as possible.

When my orgasm abated I looked up from the crook of her neck at my lover’s face and she was smiling blissfully. “Sorry I got lost for a moment there, did I miss anything?”

She chuckles and begins to rub my face with her hand as if to say I was precious, “You care, just, so much. Don’t you baby, its like you can’t help but care even when you should be focusing on you. Your first time cumming in a woman no?” Her brow raises to compliment her smirk which only grows at my embarrassed nod. “You ask that like you didn’t just go through an intimate, intense, and personal experience. You can take a minute to yourself baby.” She kisses my forehead like I’m a kid again, passing on a lesson, the maternal loving care mixed with the lustful pleasure is very potent to say the least.

“Like you can talk mom,” I smile back at her and kiss her lips and cheek, “you just got creampied by your son who owns you for the first time. And yet you’re trying to impart wisdom.” I chuckle myself and we start to kiss slowly and lovingly rubbing each-other's bodies as my cock remains hard inside her.

I give her a few thrusts unconsciously but before we get back into the swing of things. I notice that my mother seems to be in thought, “Hey, Sarah. Hey.” My voice gently pulling her attention with tact, “Why the odd face, is everything okay, do you want to talk about it?”

My wording makes it clearly not an order but she answers regardless, “I was just…I just thought about what you said, and I said. It wasn’t just special for you, or me for what we said earlier. I-I thought of something else.” I motion for her to continue, if it weren’t for the seriousness of the topic and tone this conversation may have looked odd between two embraced lovers. I can’t bring myself to care about that when what, more of a who, I really care for continues. “This is the first time I’ve had sex in years, even before your father passed, I-we loved each other but his sex drive died much earlier than mine given the age between him and I…”

I wait gently rubbing her neck to comfort her, “You can take your time, we don’t have to go further than you want to.”

“No, you deserve to know, as my son, my lover, my owner.” She takes a moment, “I love you, I love you so much and in so many ways, some new some old, but I love you. Never forget that Theo, I won’t ever stop loving you. What we have is stronger than what I had with your dad, and that isn’t to put him down, it merely shows how special we are together. And I, can’t help but think that since that is the case… goodness now that I’m saying this aloud it feels like a lot, huh.” She swallows her spit, breathes in and speaks, “We are closer than me and your father ever were, and we’ll probably get even closer but he still has you beat in one area.”

For a moment jealous possessiveness fills me before I calm myself and ask,