Literotica Lover

I was in my room, having taken my shower, when I heard my mother call me to dinner. I was naked and debated putting on a robe. I finally decided to wear one. After all, I could take it off very quickly. When I entered I saw that my mother was wearing a yellow blouse that was totally see-thru and a pair of tiny boy shorts, which barely covered her pussy and did not cover her ass cheeks at all. I smiled.

Ignoring my surprised stare she said, "Sit down, dinner is ready."

I sat at the table and watched my mother move around the room, bringing over plates of food and silverware. We sat and ate, making small talk. I have to admit that I could not get the smile off my face. When we finished I said I would clean up the dishes. She said fine and that she had a couple calls to make.

I was just finishing up when my mother came back. She was carrying a bottle of champagne and two glasses. She still had on her see-thru shirt and shorts.

"What's the occasion?" I asked.

"I just got a call and the big house sold! It sold for over 2 million dollars. I have a really big check coming. And this sale will put me in the Chairman's club... where I get a year end bonus and a trip for two to Hawaii."

"Wow that is worth celebrating. You are doing really well then," I said.

"We are," she corrected.

We toasted her success and proceeded to drink most of the bottle. By then we were both quite tipsy. Mom's blouse had opened up further and she leaned over, exposing her gorgeous tits entirely.

Then something happened that really started to advance our relationship. It was probably the champagne, but whatever the reason I loved it. Mom told me to sit down on a kitchen chair, which I did as she came around the table. Then to my great shock she pulled her shorts off, leaving her naked from the waist down.

My cock was rock hard again and standing straight up. My mother turned her back to me and straddled my waist. I wondered what she had in mind. A moment later she pushed my cock down and sat on it... not with my cock in her pussy, but running along the wet and fleshy lips of her pussy. I gasped.

Mom was breathing heavily as she began to slowly move forward and backward, letting my cock slice through her swollen lips. I think the term is dry fucking, but I didn't know that then, and it was anything but dry. Mom's pussy was soaked. The feeling of her wet flesh on my cock forced me to bite my lip or risk climaxing.

Mom began to moan as I brought my hands up and grasped her sexy breasts. I squeezed and pinched them as she moaned. Then after a short period of time she began to shudder. A moment later she was climaxing. I could feel my cock becoming even wetter as waves of pleasure consumed her.

"Oh Goddddddd," she gasped as she squeezed her legs tightly around my cock. Her body convulsed and I had to hold onto her or she might have lost contact with my now throbbing cock. When her first climax ended she paused for a second, but then started moving again. Three climaxes later I was ready for release too.

It was too soon, but I could not hold back any longer. "Mom, Mom," I gasped, but she didn't seem to hear me. A moment later it was too late. I lifted my hips to increase the friction. My cock throbbed and a huge blast of cum spewed out of my cock head. I knew that I was blasting my cum on the chair and floor, but I couldn't have stopped if I had wanted to.

We both collapsed onto the chair, gasping for breath.

"Wow, that was good," I whispered.

"Yeah," Mom agreed.

When she stood up she looked down at the chair. "I had better get that cleaned up."

"I'll do it. You are tired from a busy and productive day. In fact, I want to do something special for you tomorrow to celebrate."

"Okay, what?" she asked.

"I am going to fix you dinner tomorrow night. Then after dinner I am going to give you a great massage. I will have a hot bath waiting for you after the massage. How does that sound?"

"That sounds wonderful. But you don't have to do all that."

"I do have to, and what's more, I want to. You have been so good to me. I think you are the best mom there has ever been."

I saw my mother start to tear up.

"I didn't mean to make you cry. I'm sorry," I said.

"They are good tears. They are tears of joy. I love you so much," she said.

I could see that she really did love me. "I love you too, Mom... more than life itself."

"You are going to make me cry again," she said.

I pulled her to me and kissed her. It was a passionate kiss, but so much more as well. I could feel my heart beating with love and there were butterflies in my stomach. I was head over heals in love with my mother. And now I was pretty sure she felt the same.

We were both still tipsy and Mom was really tired so we went to bed early. I kissed her at the door and went to my room. I felt stupid that I didn't at least suggest that we sleep together. Of course I would have been crushed if she had said no.

The next morning when I came down, Mom had left me a note saying she had to go into the office to finish the sale and it might take most of the day. That was fine because I had to run some errands to get the fixings for dinner.