Nov 10
Letter to my son
When you came back from college, you were a full grown man. My love for you grew more and more. You were still a Mommas boy even as you became fully mature. It got harder and harder for us to resist temptation. We had never crossed certain boundaries in the past. I could always feel your eyes on me, and my eyes were always searching for you. Sometimes I could see the pain in your eyes…wanting me.
That night after my birthday party. We had never drank together before. Bob had to drive us home because neither one of us could drive. What happened after that is not all that surprising… you have to agree.
My panties are getting moist just remember it. We were still tipsy and giggly. We were making fun of the neighbors. You were pretending to be Doyle and I was Katie. OH, how we made fun of them…. Too funny. We were laughing so hard that we didn’t notice right away that my robe came undone. You noticed before I did. But you didn’t say anything. You just stopped laughing. You said “you are beautiful”. I said “Doyle, you’re just saying that because I’m your wife”. I thought you were still playing. Then you stepped up to me and I felt your hands on my bare breasts and you said it again “you are so beautiful”. I grabbed the back of your head and pulled you to my mouth.
OH, how exquisite it was to taste you, our mouths fucking each other furiously, then slowly and passionately. My pussy dripped with my cum. Your hands worked magic on my tits, pleasured my nipples. Your hungry mouth tasting, teasing, biting down my neck, around my ears down to my tits. I just got the shivers. You knew everything I like, everything I crave. If it wasn’t meant to be, how would you know all those things? You circled my nipples with your tongue, sucked them into your mouth and flicked them hard back and forth with your tongue. I came on the floor and my knees buckled. You caught me and laid me down on the couch. My orgasms made my body like Jell-O. I said “I want your cock in my mouth”. You got up on top of me in the 69 position… forced my legs apart with authority which made me squirt again, and you stuck your cock in my mouth like it was demanding attention. Your mouth pressed firmly on my cunt. I can feel your soft wet lips on my pussy lips, opening your mouth wider as doing so spreads my pussy lips open… then that tongue… that wonderful tongue…wet, lapping, swirling, flicking…. OH MY GOD I savor the taste of your pre-cum, you pump my mouth with steady strokes, I take in more of you with every stroke, you do all the work and I enjoy every minute. My son, my lover, I had never deep-throated before in my life. When I filled your mouth with my cum, your excited noises and hungry mouth slurping and drinking me up like you would die without it put my body into spasms that I had never felt before. I could feel you getting closer and closer to orgasm in my mouth. When I heard that first moan of impending orgasm escape your mouth, I pulled your hips into my face so that I could take your cock as deep into my throat as I could… ahhhhh then the sweet, hot liquid shoots down my throat, I gulp and swallow until every drop is drained.
The fact that it only continued to get better and better than that made me your slave.
I miss you more than you could possibly imagine. Tony, come home to Momma.
XXXOOOXOXOOXOXOXOX
LOVE ALWAYS,
Mom
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