The Family Ranch - Chapter 7
Jason considered life on the ranch and what it was going to look like for him. He had never considered such an option, but then realized he had never considered any particular option over the past couple of years. He had to admit to himself that he had no real internal direction he followed, no specific ambition, and no serious relationships other than his mother. And until a couple of nights ago, that was mostly the traditional and superficial mother/son kind of relationship. Wendy never over-mothered him, nor did she ignore him. She was...traditional, if there was such a thing. She was always interested in what he was doing, what he liked and disliked, what he wanted to do, girlfriends, what he did with his friends. The usual. But he also had to admit that he had strong fantasies about her. He always found her to be the sexiest woman in the room no matter where they were. It wasn't her figure or her looks, although both were attention grabbing. It wasn't anything about her style. She maintained a rather average style when it came to clothes. When he got down to it, it was her personality first and foremost. The way she cared about others, especially him, and the way she was so giving of herself when others needed something and she could meet that need. He had always felt loved by her in a deeper way than just the way a mother loved a son, but he attributed that to a misguided interpretation influenced by his fantasies. Then he realized his fantasies weren't always about having sex with her, although they were frequently at the center of his thoughts when he considered the two of them together. He thought of her as his "companion" and the shared life interests and the bond between them. His fantasy was for her to be his "significant other". That person who shared in life experiences at a level shared by couples, not parents and c***dren. He wanted her to be someone that explored life and the world around them, learning together, not her simply mentoring him into adulthood. And then it happened. It did not matter if it was Ronda or Susie or anyone else he fucked, they did not match up to his mom only a couple of nights ago. His mind kept going back to those first few hours together in a way that changed life for both of them.
Wendy had taken him by the hand and led him to her bedroom. That would be the last time that she led him anywhere as simply a mother and son. As soon as she led him into the room and shut the door, she turned to face him and everything changed. He saw a yearning and a desire that he had never seen on her face before. It had the look of release and surrender, but also of victory over some battle that could not be seen with the human eye. She stepped up to him and she placed her hands in both of his and looked into his eyes as if to see some sign that this was the right thing for him as well as for her. She had made up her mind that she wanted him, but there were a few seconds when she wanted to confirm that he felt the same way. He knew it was time for him to step up to the same level with her and make the move, not as the son, but as a man. He leaned in and kissed her gently on the lips and as he felt her soften and melt into his arms, he knew he had made the right move. They wrapped their arms around each other and the tender, almost tentative kiss slowly became more passionate. Her lips parted, hinting at the desire for him to take that kiss to another level. He slowly slid his tongue into her mouth, meeting hers. Their tongues played gently with each other and he felt her breathing intensify and her chest heave slightly against his own.
Slowly, his hands descended until they rested on her ass. He let them glide over her ass, slowly, caressing, not squeezing as if to offer some comfort and affection rather than conquer and probe. Wendy responded in kind and his hardness was becoming more evident to them both. When the kiss broke, her eyes opened again and studied his face further. She began to reach for the top button on her blouse and his hands reached up to stop her. A split second of disappointment crossed her face as she wondered if he were going to stop it all right there. But his few words turned the initial worry into peace and appreciation.
"May I?" he said, not as a son, but as a man wanting to open the gift he had just received.
She said nothing, simply nodding.
As they continued to look into each other's eyes, studying the other for signs of regret or doubt before they crossed a line that had no return, Jason began to unbutton his mother's blouse. One button at a time, he began to reveal the physical beauty of the one person he considered the definition of beauty. The backs of his hands brushed the insides of her firm, large tits, still encased in a thin bra. He slipped her blouse over her shoulders and down her arms, letting it fall to the floor, no longer a part of the story about to play itself out. He unfastened her jeans and slid them down over her ass and hips, slowly down toward the floor, revealing her long, shapely legs until she stepped out of them, leaving them to join her blouse as a forgotten and disposable piece of the changing plot line to their story. Jason stood upright again, kissed his mother again like he had done initially and unhooked her bra as he did. He slid the straps over her shoulders and the two separated just far enough that he could remove the unwanted article from between their bodies. Her tits were magnificent, more beautiful than he had imagined. They seemed perfectly round, large and her nipples were hard and stood out perfectly straight and pointing at his chest. He moved his hands up to cup them and gently squeeze them, running his thumbs over her nipples, eliciting a gasp of pleasure that also resulted in her eyes closing dreamily and her head rolling back, surrendering complete control to whatever whim crossed his mind.
Jason bent slightly and took one nipple into his mouth and flicked it with his tongue several times and Wendy ran her fingers through his hair as he did. He dropped to his knees and hooked his thumbs into her panties. They were basic white and looked like two triangles held together at the crotch and at the hips by the narrowest of bands. They covered only half of her ass cheeks and her mound. The band in the crotch separated her pussy lips slightly and were now contributing to the stimulation of her swollen labia. He pulled them down to the floor and she gracefully stepped out of them. As he stood, he ran his hands up her legs and gazed at the damp lips of her pussy, fighting the urge to just let go of all restraint and fuck her against the wall right there. But he wanted to make this as special for her as the gift from her to him was. So he let his hands continue their ascent over her hips and then back and over her now bare ass. They kissed again. He reached to pull off his shirt, but she responded just as he had.
"May I?" she asked.
He nodded and raised his arms and bent slightly so she could pull it over his head and tossed it to the side with the other unwanted garments. He kicked off his shoes as she unfastened his pants and pulled them down to the floor for him to step out of them and she admired his muscular legs, allowing her hands to rub them up to his crotch. Still on her knees, all that remained were his briefs, not capable of confining his very long, very thick and very stiff cock. She ran her hands over his briefs, feeling his balls and shaft as her hands rose to find the last three inches of his shaft rising above the waistband. She ran her thumb over the head of his shaft and felt the thick, sticky pre-cum pooling at the slit of his cock head. Their eyes met as she licked her thumb and then pulled his briefs to the floor and he stepped out. His long shaft bounced as he moved and she wrapped both hands around his pole and caressed it and rubbed it against her cheek. Just as she was getting ready to give him what she knew all men desired most, he took her hands from his cock and lifted her to her feet. Putting one arm around her back and the other under the back of her thighs, Jason swept her off her feet and carried her to the bed. He laid her down on her back and then lay beside her, kissing her passionately.
Demonstrating more patience than any man his age could be expect to show, he took all the time he wanted to let his hands, fingers and tongue explore every inch of her body. He wanted to know and feel and taste every curve and physical aspect of her. He noted every response to understand what she liked and what seemed to be indifference. Every sigh, moan, deep breath was etched in his mind so that he would know how to please her if this night were to ever be repeated. The back of her neck, the small of her back, her inner thighs were all places she responded to especially and made note of those facts. He let his tongue trail over different areas and she loved the feel of his fingertips lightly touching her here and there. After kissing her again, he let his tongue work from her neck to the area between her tits, making brief detours to each nipple and then gliding down her torso until it reached a neatly trimmed pubic mound and into the warmth of her pussy.
By now, he had her so hot and ready that even an inept lover would get her off, but inept was anything but close to Jason's skills. He slid his tongue inside her slowly, flicking her swollen clit ever so lightly. Her legs immediately swung out wide, her back arched and her already hard nipples turned to pillars at the peak of her tits. Her hands grabbed as much of his hair as they could hold and her mouth flew open and she gasped as she pulled his face in tight against her. His tongue went deep into her and then he applied the upward pressure with it to intensify her pleasure as it again made contact with her clit, setting her body on fire. They repeated this only a few times before her legs, now over his shoulders, squeezed his head tightly and she let out a carnal howl as her orgasm swept through her with hurricane force. She rocked side to side, arched upward, and her sounds threatened to create concern through the house were it not for the solid structure and its muffling properties.
When Wendy finally settled down and relaxed, she pulled him up to her face to face and looked at his wet smile and kissed him lovingly and pushed him to his back.
"This big boy needs some relief. I won't make you wait any longer," she said, sliding down the mattress to go face to cock head with his large tool.
She first ran her fingertips up and down his shaft and then gently caressed each of his balls. Jason could feel her breath on him as she studied the veins in his shaft and the felt the weight of his balls in her hand. She traced the veins with her fingers and then applied thumb pressure to the underside of his cock, pushing up, creating a pool of pre-cum at the top, which she promptly licked up. Then she took his cock head in her mouth and sucked hard, causing him to groan involuntarily and push up slightly with his hips. He again had to fight the natural urges racing through him. This time he had to fight the urge to fuck back and shove his cock deep in her mouth. But he was determined to let her do it her way like she had let him earlier. She was rewarded for doing so and he knew he would be as well. She stroked his shaft very slowly and watched the skin of his cock slide up and over his cock head and then stretch back down his shaft on the reverse motion. She was in awe of his length and took note that her fingers barely wrapped around the girth of what he had to offer. She scooted up and bit and wrapped her ample tits around his shaft and tit fucked him slowly as she gave him an ornery glance and a girlish grin, knowing she was teasing him out of his mind.
Knowing he could only last so long, Wendy wanted to make sure his first cum with her was as good as hers was. She took his cock head in her mouth and wrapped both hands around his pole and began to stroke up and down as she sucked hard on his knob. Her tongue flicked the underside of his cock head as she continued the high pressure sucking. She stroked with one hand while the other toyed with his balls. She cupped his nuts in the one hand and let her middle finger slide along the ridge between balls and asshole, teasing his asshole a bit with the risk of penetration. His cock, his balls, the stroking, the sucking, the asshole teasing - all were leading to a blast he had likely never experienced before. The rest of his body was a complete after thought as every nerve in that small area was set afire and the energy building deep inside him prepared for a volcanic reaction. He gripped the mattress with both fists, ever so slightly raised and lowered his hips in rhythm to her bobbing up and down on his pole. He gave her fair warning that he was about to explode, having the courtesy to not blast it down her throat unless that was how she wanted it. She gave indication she heard him or that it mattered. She sucked, then licked, sucked then licked, stroked and rubbed.
Jason lost it. Just as his mother moved from sucking to licking, the first shot rocketed out the end of his cock, splattering her face and shooting some of his cum up her nostril. The strand of thick cum immediately fell from her face and landed back on his cock. It created a sticky-slick lube for her hand as she continued to stroke. She swallowed the next shot and the next one launched and landed with a splat on his torso. She swallowed the fourth and all that drained from his cock after that. She tongue-bathed his pole when all else seemed to be completed and both lay together spent for the moment. Curled in the crook of his arm with her head on his chest, Wendy teased his cock absentmindedly as both contemplated the one final act to complete their decision to become one. There would of course, be many times of more of the same, but the one, the first time, was still to be carried out and neither could wait. Jason had not gone limp. Typical of his youth, he remained rock hard and his cock twitched at her touch.
Wendy looked into his eyes for approval. What she got melted her heart. His look was of approval, of love, lust, gratitude, and a wanting as if she were the only living being who could satisfy him. He rolled on top of her and she spread her legs wide, having anticipated this moment now for more than an hour. She had not had a cock his size before, but knew she could take it, regardless of whether she could enjoy it. But her doubts were soon erased. He entered her slowly, fully aware of his size and previous experiences. he needed no help in guiding himself into her. Wendy just relaxed and trusted him to take her in a way they could both enjoy.
As he penetrated, Wendy's eyes rolled back in her head and the room spun a bit as the intensity of his large cock making room for itself inside her focused all of her attention on that small place in her body made for moments like this. She was fuller than she had ever been and felt it all. Her wetness from the excitement and his skilled methods were the only things making it possible for her to take his manhood in all of its length and girth. By the time he was in entirely, she nearly came. Her clit had been on fire from his first lick to now and the rubbing from his insertion set it ablaze further. Within just a few short minutes of slowly fucking her, Wendy came even harder than she had when he gave her head. She saw stars and her body went rigid as if every muscle froze in the place it was in when the orgasm hit like a freight train. She felt it from her toes and her fingertips to her nipples and back of her neck. If it had a nerve, that part of her body shared in the orgasm with every other part of her body. Jason had to stop momentarily to give her a chance to work through it as she needed. He just kept a minor motion going to keep her from losing it prematurely.
When he was able to resume full throttle, she fucked him back with an intensity that surprised him. He could feel every muscle, every soft ridge of her pussy working his shaft as she squeezed his cock with her pelvic muscles and humped upward to meet his every stroke in and out of her. He braced himself on straight arms, hands on the mattress by her sides as he fucked in and out, up and down. He watched her tits swing in opposing circles to the pounding her body was taking and it had a hypnotic effect. She stared into his eyes, enjoying him enjoying her body physically and visually. She felt pride in her ability to bring him pleasure in ways few mothers would ever even dream of let alone, actually carry out. Another wave swept over her and she thrashed about underneath him as he continued to fuck her even faster. Just as she was finishing yet another cum, Jason was ready to blast another load of his own. He pumped and jerked inside her and she felt the pulse of his shaft as it spewed the white cream all over the inner walls of her pussy. She looked at the contorted face of her son, one that could be misconstrued as pain if taken out of context, but easily identified as ecstasy when knowing it is the result of an excellent fuck.
Wendy continued to milk his cock as Jason relaxed but did not move. She encouraged him to roll over and, staying positioned to keep him from coming out of her, Wendy took the seat on her throne of love and sat straight up on his body and bounced up and down on his shaft. He watched her tits bounce and then held both of them in his hands and marveled at the firm-softness of them in his hands. They fucked much slower this time, approaching it like a slow walk down a country lane. They held hands as they fucked this time. She blew kisses at him. They flirted as they fucked. Wendy looked as if she could fall into a dreamy sleep as she rose up and down and moved side to side on his stiff prick. He just studied the physical being of what he knew was the most beautiful and perfectly matched being on earth for him. Wendy went off twice more before Jason came again. His first load inside her had already watered away and drained back down his cock, balls and onto the sheets, so the next load he released in her stayed briefly until her continued pumping on him squished it out to join its predecessor on the sheets.
The night went on much like this. They took a shower, called down to the kitchen to have food delivered to just outside their room, fucked again, napped, fucked again. They talked and laughed, gave each other oral, not to completion in his case, but in hers Jason got her off several times, enjoying every minute of doing so. Late into the night, Wendy rested her body on top of Jason's and looked at him with all seriousness.
"I want you to do something for me. Once you start, promise me you will finish, no matter what I say. Will you do that, baby?"
"No, mom. I will do anything for you, but if it what I think it is, there has to be a point where you truly can put a stop to it if you need it."
"You are too wise for your years. How did you know I wanted you to fuck my ass? Or that I would need an absolute out if it came to that?" she asked, stroking his temple with her hand.
"Mom, not everyone is as skilled or able to take my cock up their pussy let alone their ass. I will try it if you really want me to, but don't feel like you have to do this for my benefit."
"I want to know. I have to know. And I want us both to be able to say that we gave ourselves to each other completely. Please, Jason, fuck my ass. If I say, "Alarm", that is your cue to stop and take it out. I will make sure you get a deep throat job instead."
Jason lubed up and Wendy got on her hands and knees and then rested her head on the bed so her ass was in the best possible position for Jason to make his entry. It took a little time to get just the large head of his cock in her ass, but she was pleased with the progress. The next couple of inches began to make her wonder as she stretched to point of feeling like her ass was going rip apart. She bit her lip almost to the point of making it bleed and almost screamed the code word, but then something changed. Now that he had the thickest part of his rod in her ass, the fire in her ass was subsiding and she began to find the pleasure of having a cock up her ass. Jason continued to fuck slowly, holding her hips as he eased in, then out, then in a little deeper. Each time he eased out, he poured more lube on his cock shaft and eased in deeper than before. Wendy was shocked when his last thrust resulted in his groin smacking up against her ass.
"Are you in all the way!?" she exclaimed.
"I am!" was his proud affirmation.
"Holy shit! I didn't think I could do that! Fuck my ass! Now really give it a good fucking. Cum in my ass, baby!"
Wendy was as ready as she was for their first fuck and she fingered her wet pussy as Jason began to ream her ass with his pole. Wendy happened to look over to her left and realized the closet door was open and she could see their images in the full length mirror. It turned her on to see herself on her hands and knees getting her ass used by her son. She watched as his cock disappeared in her ass repeatedly. She fingered herself to an orgasm and then watched his face in the mirror believing she would be able to guess when he was about to erupt up her ass. She was right. She could see before he said anything that he was close and she squeezed her ass muscles on his cock just before he filled her ass with the warm sensation of his cum flowing inside her. She reached between her legs and gave his balls some playful attention. She could not believe how empty she felt when he pulled his cock from her ass.
They got in the hot tub together and soaked for thirty minutes, cleaning up and holding each other. Wendy then began to realize that her ass was going to hurt the next day, but it was so worth it. And Jason knew his balls would ache for the many times he had cum that night, but it was all so worth it. He couldn't wait for their next adventure - hopefully the next night. Wendy was counting on it.
Wendy had taken him by the hand and led him to her bedroom. That would be the last time that she led him anywhere as simply a mother and son. As soon as she led him into the room and shut the door, she turned to face him and everything changed. He saw a yearning and a desire that he had never seen on her face before. It had the look of release and surrender, but also of victory over some battle that could not be seen with the human eye. She stepped up to him and she placed her hands in both of his and looked into his eyes as if to see some sign that this was the right thing for him as well as for her. She had made up her mind that she wanted him, but there were a few seconds when she wanted to confirm that he felt the same way. He knew it was time for him to step up to the same level with her and make the move, not as the son, but as a man. He leaned in and kissed her gently on the lips and as he felt her soften and melt into his arms, he knew he had made the right move. They wrapped their arms around each other and the tender, almost tentative kiss slowly became more passionate. Her lips parted, hinting at the desire for him to take that kiss to another level. He slowly slid his tongue into her mouth, meeting hers. Their tongues played gently with each other and he felt her breathing intensify and her chest heave slightly against his own.
Slowly, his hands descended until they rested on her ass. He let them glide over her ass, slowly, caressing, not squeezing as if to offer some comfort and affection rather than conquer and probe. Wendy responded in kind and his hardness was becoming more evident to them both. When the kiss broke, her eyes opened again and studied his face further. She began to reach for the top button on her blouse and his hands reached up to stop her. A split second of disappointment crossed her face as she wondered if he were going to stop it all right there. But his few words turned the initial worry into peace and appreciation.
"May I?" he said, not as a son, but as a man wanting to open the gift he had just received.
She said nothing, simply nodding.
As they continued to look into each other's eyes, studying the other for signs of regret or doubt before they crossed a line that had no return, Jason began to unbutton his mother's blouse. One button at a time, he began to reveal the physical beauty of the one person he considered the definition of beauty. The backs of his hands brushed the insides of her firm, large tits, still encased in a thin bra. He slipped her blouse over her shoulders and down her arms, letting it fall to the floor, no longer a part of the story about to play itself out. He unfastened her jeans and slid them down over her ass and hips, slowly down toward the floor, revealing her long, shapely legs until she stepped out of them, leaving them to join her blouse as a forgotten and disposable piece of the changing plot line to their story. Jason stood upright again, kissed his mother again like he had done initially and unhooked her bra as he did. He slid the straps over her shoulders and the two separated just far enough that he could remove the unwanted article from between their bodies. Her tits were magnificent, more beautiful than he had imagined. They seemed perfectly round, large and her nipples were hard and stood out perfectly straight and pointing at his chest. He moved his hands up to cup them and gently squeeze them, running his thumbs over her nipples, eliciting a gasp of pleasure that also resulted in her eyes closing dreamily and her head rolling back, surrendering complete control to whatever whim crossed his mind.
Jason bent slightly and took one nipple into his mouth and flicked it with his tongue several times and Wendy ran her fingers through his hair as he did. He dropped to his knees and hooked his thumbs into her panties. They were basic white and looked like two triangles held together at the crotch and at the hips by the narrowest of bands. They covered only half of her ass cheeks and her mound. The band in the crotch separated her pussy lips slightly and were now contributing to the stimulation of her swollen labia. He pulled them down to the floor and she gracefully stepped out of them. As he stood, he ran his hands up her legs and gazed at the damp lips of her pussy, fighting the urge to just let go of all restraint and fuck her against the wall right there. But he wanted to make this as special for her as the gift from her to him was. So he let his hands continue their ascent over her hips and then back and over her now bare ass. They kissed again. He reached to pull off his shirt, but she responded just as he had.
"May I?" she asked.
He nodded and raised his arms and bent slightly so she could pull it over his head and tossed it to the side with the other unwanted garments. He kicked off his shoes as she unfastened his pants and pulled them down to the floor for him to step out of them and she admired his muscular legs, allowing her hands to rub them up to his crotch. Still on her knees, all that remained were his briefs, not capable of confining his very long, very thick and very stiff cock. She ran her hands over his briefs, feeling his balls and shaft as her hands rose to find the last three inches of his shaft rising above the waistband. She ran her thumb over the head of his shaft and felt the thick, sticky pre-cum pooling at the slit of his cock head. Their eyes met as she licked her thumb and then pulled his briefs to the floor and he stepped out. His long shaft bounced as he moved and she wrapped both hands around his pole and caressed it and rubbed it against her cheek. Just as she was getting ready to give him what she knew all men desired most, he took her hands from his cock and lifted her to her feet. Putting one arm around her back and the other under the back of her thighs, Jason swept her off her feet and carried her to the bed. He laid her down on her back and then lay beside her, kissing her passionately.
Demonstrating more patience than any man his age could be expect to show, he took all the time he wanted to let his hands, fingers and tongue explore every inch of her body. He wanted to know and feel and taste every curve and physical aspect of her. He noted every response to understand what she liked and what seemed to be indifference. Every sigh, moan, deep breath was etched in his mind so that he would know how to please her if this night were to ever be repeated. The back of her neck, the small of her back, her inner thighs were all places she responded to especially and made note of those facts. He let his tongue trail over different areas and she loved the feel of his fingertips lightly touching her here and there. After kissing her again, he let his tongue work from her neck to the area between her tits, making brief detours to each nipple and then gliding down her torso until it reached a neatly trimmed pubic mound and into the warmth of her pussy.
By now, he had her so hot and ready that even an inept lover would get her off, but inept was anything but close to Jason's skills. He slid his tongue inside her slowly, flicking her swollen clit ever so lightly. Her legs immediately swung out wide, her back arched and her already hard nipples turned to pillars at the peak of her tits. Her hands grabbed as much of his hair as they could hold and her mouth flew open and she gasped as she pulled his face in tight against her. His tongue went deep into her and then he applied the upward pressure with it to intensify her pleasure as it again made contact with her clit, setting her body on fire. They repeated this only a few times before her legs, now over his shoulders, squeezed his head tightly and she let out a carnal howl as her orgasm swept through her with hurricane force. She rocked side to side, arched upward, and her sounds threatened to create concern through the house were it not for the solid structure and its muffling properties.
When Wendy finally settled down and relaxed, she pulled him up to her face to face and looked at his wet smile and kissed him lovingly and pushed him to his back.
"This big boy needs some relief. I won't make you wait any longer," she said, sliding down the mattress to go face to cock head with his large tool.
She first ran her fingertips up and down his shaft and then gently caressed each of his balls. Jason could feel her breath on him as she studied the veins in his shaft and the felt the weight of his balls in her hand. She traced the veins with her fingers and then applied thumb pressure to the underside of his cock, pushing up, creating a pool of pre-cum at the top, which she promptly licked up. Then she took his cock head in her mouth and sucked hard, causing him to groan involuntarily and push up slightly with his hips. He again had to fight the natural urges racing through him. This time he had to fight the urge to fuck back and shove his cock deep in her mouth. But he was determined to let her do it her way like she had let him earlier. She was rewarded for doing so and he knew he would be as well. She stroked his shaft very slowly and watched the skin of his cock slide up and over his cock head and then stretch back down his shaft on the reverse motion. She was in awe of his length and took note that her fingers barely wrapped around the girth of what he had to offer. She scooted up and bit and wrapped her ample tits around his shaft and tit fucked him slowly as she gave him an ornery glance and a girlish grin, knowing she was teasing him out of his mind.
Knowing he could only last so long, Wendy wanted to make sure his first cum with her was as good as hers was. She took his cock head in her mouth and wrapped both hands around his pole and began to stroke up and down as she sucked hard on his knob. Her tongue flicked the underside of his cock head as she continued the high pressure sucking. She stroked with one hand while the other toyed with his balls. She cupped his nuts in the one hand and let her middle finger slide along the ridge between balls and asshole, teasing his asshole a bit with the risk of penetration. His cock, his balls, the stroking, the sucking, the asshole teasing - all were leading to a blast he had likely never experienced before. The rest of his body was a complete after thought as every nerve in that small area was set afire and the energy building deep inside him prepared for a volcanic reaction. He gripped the mattress with both fists, ever so slightly raised and lowered his hips in rhythm to her bobbing up and down on his pole. He gave her fair warning that he was about to explode, having the courtesy to not blast it down her throat unless that was how she wanted it. She gave indication she heard him or that it mattered. She sucked, then licked, sucked then licked, stroked and rubbed.
Jason lost it. Just as his mother moved from sucking to licking, the first shot rocketed out the end of his cock, splattering her face and shooting some of his cum up her nostril. The strand of thick cum immediately fell from her face and landed back on his cock. It created a sticky-slick lube for her hand as she continued to stroke. She swallowed the next shot and the next one launched and landed with a splat on his torso. She swallowed the fourth and all that drained from his cock after that. She tongue-bathed his pole when all else seemed to be completed and both lay together spent for the moment. Curled in the crook of his arm with her head on his chest, Wendy teased his cock absentmindedly as both contemplated the one final act to complete their decision to become one. There would of course, be many times of more of the same, but the one, the first time, was still to be carried out and neither could wait. Jason had not gone limp. Typical of his youth, he remained rock hard and his cock twitched at her touch.
Wendy looked into his eyes for approval. What she got melted her heart. His look was of approval, of love, lust, gratitude, and a wanting as if she were the only living being who could satisfy him. He rolled on top of her and she spread her legs wide, having anticipated this moment now for more than an hour. She had not had a cock his size before, but knew she could take it, regardless of whether she could enjoy it. But her doubts were soon erased. He entered her slowly, fully aware of his size and previous experiences. he needed no help in guiding himself into her. Wendy just relaxed and trusted him to take her in a way they could both enjoy.
As he penetrated, Wendy's eyes rolled back in her head and the room spun a bit as the intensity of his large cock making room for itself inside her focused all of her attention on that small place in her body made for moments like this. She was fuller than she had ever been and felt it all. Her wetness from the excitement and his skilled methods were the only things making it possible for her to take his manhood in all of its length and girth. By the time he was in entirely, she nearly came. Her clit had been on fire from his first lick to now and the rubbing from his insertion set it ablaze further. Within just a few short minutes of slowly fucking her, Wendy came even harder than she had when he gave her head. She saw stars and her body went rigid as if every muscle froze in the place it was in when the orgasm hit like a freight train. She felt it from her toes and her fingertips to her nipples and back of her neck. If it had a nerve, that part of her body shared in the orgasm with every other part of her body. Jason had to stop momentarily to give her a chance to work through it as she needed. He just kept a minor motion going to keep her from losing it prematurely.
When he was able to resume full throttle, she fucked him back with an intensity that surprised him. He could feel every muscle, every soft ridge of her pussy working his shaft as she squeezed his cock with her pelvic muscles and humped upward to meet his every stroke in and out of her. He braced himself on straight arms, hands on the mattress by her sides as he fucked in and out, up and down. He watched her tits swing in opposing circles to the pounding her body was taking and it had a hypnotic effect. She stared into his eyes, enjoying him enjoying her body physically and visually. She felt pride in her ability to bring him pleasure in ways few mothers would ever even dream of let alone, actually carry out. Another wave swept over her and she thrashed about underneath him as he continued to fuck her even faster. Just as she was finishing yet another cum, Jason was ready to blast another load of his own. He pumped and jerked inside her and she felt the pulse of his shaft as it spewed the white cream all over the inner walls of her pussy. She looked at the contorted face of her son, one that could be misconstrued as pain if taken out of context, but easily identified as ecstasy when knowing it is the result of an excellent fuck.
Wendy continued to milk his cock as Jason relaxed but did not move. She encouraged him to roll over and, staying positioned to keep him from coming out of her, Wendy took the seat on her throne of love and sat straight up on his body and bounced up and down on his shaft. He watched her tits bounce and then held both of them in his hands and marveled at the firm-softness of them in his hands. They fucked much slower this time, approaching it like a slow walk down a country lane. They held hands as they fucked this time. She blew kisses at him. They flirted as they fucked. Wendy looked as if she could fall into a dreamy sleep as she rose up and down and moved side to side on his stiff prick. He just studied the physical being of what he knew was the most beautiful and perfectly matched being on earth for him. Wendy went off twice more before Jason came again. His first load inside her had already watered away and drained back down his cock, balls and onto the sheets, so the next load he released in her stayed briefly until her continued pumping on him squished it out to join its predecessor on the sheets.
The night went on much like this. They took a shower, called down to the kitchen to have food delivered to just outside their room, fucked again, napped, fucked again. They talked and laughed, gave each other oral, not to completion in his case, but in hers Jason got her off several times, enjoying every minute of doing so. Late into the night, Wendy rested her body on top of Jason's and looked at him with all seriousness.
"I want you to do something for me. Once you start, promise me you will finish, no matter what I say. Will you do that, baby?"
"No, mom. I will do anything for you, but if it what I think it is, there has to be a point where you truly can put a stop to it if you need it."
"You are too wise for your years. How did you know I wanted you to fuck my ass? Or that I would need an absolute out if it came to that?" she asked, stroking his temple with her hand.
"Mom, not everyone is as skilled or able to take my cock up their pussy let alone their ass. I will try it if you really want me to, but don't feel like you have to do this for my benefit."
"I want to know. I have to know. And I want us both to be able to say that we gave ourselves to each other completely. Please, Jason, fuck my ass. If I say, "Alarm", that is your cue to stop and take it out. I will make sure you get a deep throat job instead."
Jason lubed up and Wendy got on her hands and knees and then rested her head on the bed so her ass was in the best possible position for Jason to make his entry. It took a little time to get just the large head of his cock in her ass, but she was pleased with the progress. The next couple of inches began to make her wonder as she stretched to point of feeling like her ass was going rip apart. She bit her lip almost to the point of making it bleed and almost screamed the code word, but then something changed. Now that he had the thickest part of his rod in her ass, the fire in her ass was subsiding and she began to find the pleasure of having a cock up her ass. Jason continued to fuck slowly, holding her hips as he eased in, then out, then in a little deeper. Each time he eased out, he poured more lube on his cock shaft and eased in deeper than before. Wendy was shocked when his last thrust resulted in his groin smacking up against her ass.
"Are you in all the way!?" she exclaimed.
"I am!" was his proud affirmation.
"Holy shit! I didn't think I could do that! Fuck my ass! Now really give it a good fucking. Cum in my ass, baby!"
Wendy was as ready as she was for their first fuck and she fingered her wet pussy as Jason began to ream her ass with his pole. Wendy happened to look over to her left and realized the closet door was open and she could see their images in the full length mirror. It turned her on to see herself on her hands and knees getting her ass used by her son. She watched as his cock disappeared in her ass repeatedly. She fingered herself to an orgasm and then watched his face in the mirror believing she would be able to guess when he was about to erupt up her ass. She was right. She could see before he said anything that he was close and she squeezed her ass muscles on his cock just before he filled her ass with the warm sensation of his cum flowing inside her. She reached between her legs and gave his balls some playful attention. She could not believe how empty she felt when he pulled his cock from her ass.
They got in the hot tub together and soaked for thirty minutes, cleaning up and holding each other. Wendy then began to realize that her ass was going to hurt the next day, but it was so worth it. And Jason knew his balls would ache for the many times he had cum that night, but it was all so worth it. He couldn't wait for their next adventure - hopefully the next night. Wendy was counting on it.
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