I couldn’t contain myself anymore. This was too much stimulation and I lost myself in the pleasure. I gently pushed her hip down, signaling her to finally lower herself onto my rod so I could enter her completely. She readily complied and I felt overwhelming pleasure as I was engulfed by a hot wet vice. She wasn’t nearly as tight as Tess was, but with the dirty talk and assurances of affection she kept whispering to me, it was even better.
“Whatever you want from me, Baby, whichever part of my body you desire, you can have it!” she moaned. “Do you enjoy it? Do you like the feeling of Mommy’s Pussy wrapped around her big boy’s cock? To be back inside your Mommy?”
Her breath was gasping as she slowly rode me. She seemed to enjoy the feeling of my cock sliding in and out of her, never attempting to take my full length like Tess would have done, maybe just the first three or four inches. Tess would have slammed herself down on me immediately to try and feel as much of me as possible. The way Claire did it, her mouth kept hovering over mine so we could share soft kisses during our coupling. The pleasure was incomparable. This was a completely new experience for me. It was loving and savoring, contrary to the animalistic and rough sex Tess had always preferred.
“I was too caught up in the sex. I favored your siblings because they gave me pleasure. I’m so sorry for that. I don’t want to get you back into my life just to make the same mistake again and hurt your siblings instead. I want this to be special. Not just carnal desire.”
I couldn’t help but wonder: Wasn’t she doing the exact thing she apparently didn’t want to do, at this very moment? Getting lost in her lust? But then the pleasure overtook me again.
She was moaning like crazy, leaned her body slightly forward again, and rocked her hips so her clit would rub directly against my rigid shaft, until her body started shaking. She let out a drawn-out moan the entire time her pussy was spasming around my cock and her chest was jerking, causing her breasts to wildly jiggle in front of my face. Her juices were drenching my legs and hips in her scent. When she finally calmed down, she started moving her wet pussy again, leaned forward, and I felt her hot breath in my ear as she whispered to me.
“Baby! You made Mommy so happy! How do you want me to finish you off? You could fill your Mommy up with your sperm! Shoot it deep inside me. Or do you want to cover your Mom in your Cum? Spray it all over my face, tits and body, marking me as your new playmate? Or do you want Mommy to take your cock deep into my throat, until you explode into my mouth, making your Mommy swallow all of her baby’s baby batter? Whatever you want, just tell me!”
“Oh fuck!” I pressed out through gritted teeth, unable to hold back any longer after hearing those words leave her mouth.
I wrapped both arms around her torso to hug her tightly, before moving my right hand down to her hips. She immediately understood that I did not want to pull out of her, dropped herself onto my hips so my cock was buried as deep inside her as it possibly could be, let out a little squeal, and started rapidly rocking her hips back and forth.
“Yes Baby! Cum for Mommy! Fill Mommy with your cum! I love you so much, Baby! Shoot your entire load deep into the place that made you! It’s waiting for you!”
And I did. The feeling of coming inside her, as she encouraged me with that filthy depraved language, only interrupted by moans of pleasure upon feeling my cock twitch inside her, was more intense than anything I had ever experienced or imagined. The feeling of release was so powerful, my legs were jerking with each jet of cum I shot into her channel. She took all of it with pleasure. The entire massive load I deposited into her, and I loved it. She just kept moving on my lap throughout my orgasm, intensifying the pleasure I felt even further and prolonging it as much as possible.
“Yes! YES! Fill Mommy up, Baby! Let it all out inside of me! Keep shooting me full of my Babyboy’s CuuUUUUM!” She screamed. I wasn’t sure if feeling me flood her insides pushed her over the edge of another orgasm, or if it just intensified her first one that was still ongoing. But I felt her folds ripple around my twitching cock stronger than before.
When my dick had finally shrunk so much it slipped out of her, she refused to simply stop. She laid down between my legs, her butt pointing in the air again, and cleaned me up. She licked our combined juices off my dick, placed butterfly kisses all over my shaft, and then started rubbing her face all over it while moaning. Occasionally she sucked on the over-sensitive tip again, causing my legs to uncontrollably twitch and moans to escape my mouth. She was like a woman mad with lust, who had finally, after years, gotten her release and was now showing her appreciation to the instrument of that pleasure.
There was no other word to describe it. My mother was literally worshiping my cock at that moment.
