He fingered her cunt-lips sending a tingle of warmth through her cunt. It made her suck in her breath. The hard cock-bulge in his pajamas pushed against her bare ass. He was ready to fuck, except she hadn't undressed him.
Rita turned in his arms, reached up, and opened the buttons on his pajama top, all the time watching his lower lip tremble while he looked down at her body. Such a young face, she thought, just like Jack when they had married nineteen years ago.
Later, Jack had picked up some scars from life, and then two years ago he got sick. There was a year of suffering, then the funeral. Well, now it was a new life, and she was going to take care of the memory of Jack… in every way.
She peeled Tommy's pajama top off and reached down and drew the knot out of the drawstring. While she knelt and drew down the pajama bottom, the bulge of his cock pulled at the cloth. His mat of black groin-hair was thick and curly. The pajamas came loose and his cock sprang free in front of her face.
She gasped at the size of his cock… far bigger than she had remembered. His cock had to be eight inches long in the shaft and curved up slightly and as hard as a piece of steel. The cock-head loomed in front of her face. She put her lips to the swollen cock-meat and kissed it while running the tip of her tongue into the piss-slit. His hips trembled.
Standing once more, she put her arms around her son's neck and pushed her cunt and tits against him while seeking his lips. His arms crushed her against him while they kissed.
She drew her mouth away and took a deep breath. His hot cock was shoved against her belly. He was ready to fuck, but she still needed some warming up.
"Take me to bed, Tommy."
He scooped her up in his arms and carried her, with no apparent effort, to his bed. She kept an arm on his shoulder while he laid her on her back.
"Tommy, you might already know this," she said, "but women are slow to come to a boil. Play with me a little. Play with my tits and my cunt."
"Okay, Mom," he said, getting up on the bed on his knees. "Gosh, but you're pretty. I like the way you dress, with your stockings and garters and high-heeled shoes."
"I did that just for you," she said, spreading her thighs wide in front of him. "In fact, everything you see is just for you. Come on. Play with me."
He worked his fingers on her cunt-lips, bringing flashes of warmth through her sensitive flesh. His fingertips touched her closed pussy-slit.
"Mom, you've got the cutest little cunt. It looks too little to fuck."
"Oh, I think it'll stretch enough… Enough even for your big cock." She gasped when his finger worked through her cunt-slit. "Oh! I like it when you when you touch me in there. Your fingers are so nice. Keep it up!"
He started finger-fucking the hell out of her pussy.
The waves of heat in her pussy rose and fell, rose and fell with the rubbing motion of his fingers. She braced her feet on the bed and rocked her hips up and down, up and down, fucking her cunt on his fingers.
She looked down between her spread tits, over the swell of her belly, over her small pussy-mound to the spread lips of her cunt and his hands, with his fingers inside her. Her legs were spread wide with her heavy thighs clad in transparent stockings, held in place with the lacy black garter belt. Beyond her cunt and his hands, his cock loomed hugely with a drop of pre-cum hanging from the tip.
"Oh God, Tommy! Take me. Take me now."
His fingers slipped out of her cunt and he grasped her by the soft flesh of her hips. He drew her toward his waiting cock. Her ass slipped along the rough bedspread, her legs spread wide.
When her cunt was under his cock, he stopped drawing her toward him and pushed his cock-head through the spread outer cunt-lips. The cock-head was hot against her closed inner slit.
She rocked her ass slightly, working her inner cunt-lips against his cock-head, forcing the cunt-lips to part. The advancing head of his cock pushed her pussy open little by little, and the prick-head worked inside until pain stabbed through her cunt.
"Oh!" she cried out.
"Mom! I hurt you."
She put a hand on his shoulder. "That's all right, Tommy. It always hurts a little at first. It's okay now. Just push your cock in a little at a time."
While he pushed against her, she rocked her ass and her fuck-hole parted, letting his cock-head inside.
Now he slowly fucked into her, making the tingling warmth swell through her cunt as his cock-shaft slipped deeper.
She gripped his shoulders, drawing her ass up off the bed.
"You okay, Mom?"
"I'm wonderful, honey. Fuck me!"
He drew his cock back, letting the swell of warmth decline, stopping when the bulge of the cock-head tugged at her cunt-slit. Then he fucked back in fully, bringing back the tingling warmth.
While his cock stroked in and back out, it made the waves of tingling heat rise and fall, rise and fall. She braced her feet on the bed and rocked her hips to his cock-strokes, tipping her cunt for him to fuck straight in, then rolling her ass back, making his prick-shaft rub back hard on her clit.
His cock drove harder and she lunged her ass up harder, as well. Her whole upper body relaxed and she whined and writhed under him while the tingling waves of warmth built in her cunt, rising and falling, rising and falling. She made her hips undulate, swinging her ass up, letting it back, swinging it up, letting it back.
Tommy's face was getting red and he grunted with each cock-stroke.
He lunged against her and lay quivering as his cum spurted hotly in her cunt. His cum pumped over and over, each time a little less than the time before. Finally, it stopped altogether. He pushed himself up on his arms and drew his spent cock out. His prick was limp, but it was still big.
When he lay down beside her, she held his prick in her hand.
"Mom, I just can't believe it."
"Can't believe what?"
"Your cunt is so small. It's smaller than…"
"Smaller than Mitzi's?"
He paused. "Yeah."
"Well, I guess I'm just small all over." She looked down at her hard tits. "Especially there."
He took one tit in his hand and squeezed it.
"Naw, your tits have a nice shape."
"It's sweet of you to say that, Tommy."
"You didn't come, did you?"
"Not yet. You can fix that when you get hard again."
She squeezed his cock. Ii was still limp and had some growing to do.
"While we're waiting for your cock to come back to life, help me keep the fire burning in me."
"What can I do?"
"Put your finger in my cunt," she said, twisting one leg out.
He slipped a middle finger through her outer cunt-lips and pushed against her cunt-slit, twisting his finger back and forth, forcing the warm flesh to part. His finger slipped inside, bringing a little tingling ache with it.
"Oh! I like that, honey," she said, wiggling her ass.
He crooked his finger in her cunt, working it all around. "Did I touch your clit, Mom?"
"If you had, I'd have bounced right off this bed. It's little and hard to find. Here, let me guide you."
She took his hand, twisted it so the hook of his finger was just inside her cunt-lips, and inched it up… up toward her rounded belly.
"Oh!" She jerked her hips up, knocking his hand away from her cunt. "Can you find it now?"
"I think so," he said, slipping his finger back in her cunt, bending the finger, probing just inside her tight pussy-slit.
Her bucking hips knocked his hand away again. It just wasn't working. He was hitting her clit too hard, making her react violently instead of with warm stimulation. But his cock was turning stiff in her hand, anyway.
While his cock was stiff, it was not yet hard enough to fuck into her tight cunt. She could help that process along.
"I'm going to go down on you," she said, "until your cock gets really hard."
He looked at her with an expression of awe.