Preachers Daughter Chapter 19 Preacher and Preach
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Cassandra and Adam got home from the mayor's house and the charity ball. It was after midnight, but neither of them were ready for sleep. Adam was thinking about the events of the past few weeks - his new relationship with his mother that now included frequent fucking, the expanded relationship with his art teacher, Jennifer, that now included periodic fucking, and tonight, screwing Elizabeth in front of her husband, the mayor. And yet, his mother had not had sex with anyone but him, other than jerking off the mayor, which he didn't count.
"You look deep in thought, son." said his mother as she walked up behind him and put an arm around his waist. "Anything troubling you?"
"No," he said, only half listening. "Actually, I do have a question for you, though."
"Fire away."
"It seems like you have encouraged me to have sex with just about every woman who shows an interest in me. You even joined in with Jennifer. But you had the opportunity to fuck the mayor and you made it clear you wanted no part of it. You've made similar comments about men in general. If you enjoy sex with me so much, why do you pass on the other opportunities you surely have had? Is it because of me? Has it been because of me ever since dad died that you haven't had sex with anyone else?"
Cassandra took his hand and asked him to sit on the couch with her. As they sat down, she began. "Adam, I was always faithful to your father. We had a great marriage and a great sex life as well. I never wanted anyone else. When I learned that he had been killed, my sex drive totally disappeared. Then I began to realize how much you looked like your father. Tall, dark hair, muscular, handsome. I found myself thinking about you the way I used to think about him. I know it surely isn't right, what I have started with you. But you got my fire started again. I wanted and needed you so much. But I also know that somewhere down the road, it comes to an end, so I can't keep you from having the experiences other young men like you have. My preference is to be as faithful to you as I was to your dad. I don't know what the future holds, but for now I am content to be yours and have the unique perspective and opportunity to join in when you are having those experiences. Any time you feel the need to stop any or all of it, you only have to tell me. I am pretty sure I will understand. Maybe then I will be open to someone else. Maybe sooner, who knows. Does any of that make any sense?"
"Sure, mom. I can't imagine ever wanting it to end. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen and I love you more than anyone else in the world. And you don't have to keep arranging for me to get laid by anyone else unless that is just a kinky side of you that you haven't explained yet." Adam laughed through the last sentence.
"Well, that is a kinky side of me and I think I have explained it pretty clearly through my behavior. I will never push you have sex with anyone you don't want to, but from what I can tell, so far that hasn't happened yet, so I think we share that kinky streak. Now, why don't you get in the shower and wash Elizabeth off your cock and come to our bedroom and fuck me like I need it. Watching you fuck her and me jerking off the mayor has left me with some very strong urges!"
Cassandra went to the bedroom and undressed, looked at herself in the mirror, making sure she wasn't losing her looks. It would be a challenge to keep her son interested in her and she would have to do everything she could to take care of her looks. When Adam entered the bedroom, he stopped to gaze at his mother's naked form and just soaked it all in. He turned on some music on his smart phone with a blue tooth speaker.
"Put your heels back on, mom. The black ones with the higher heel on them and the open toe. I want to dance with you again."
Cassie smiled and did as he requested. Adam rarely requested anything of her and she considered this to be so sweet. She sat on the edge of the bed and slipped her heels on, stood up again, and walked to him in a sultry stride, feeling sexier than she had felt in years. The young man in front of her wanted her, only her, and wanted her in a very special way. The music was perfect. He gently put his hands on her hips as they came together. She had to point his stiff cock upward so that they could get close. Her tits pressed against his chest. He could feel her stiff nipples press into his chest.
"You're sure making it tough on your old lady making me earn my fucking by dancing with you first," she cooed in his ear.
"First," he said, "don't ever refer to yourself as an old lady. "Second, I promise you that before this song is over, I will be inside you and will stay there as long as you want me to be." With that, he reached under her ass and lifted her off the floor. She knew exactly what to do in his strong arms. She hooked her legs around him at the small of his back, reached between their bodies and guided his cock to her open, wet pussy opening and lowered herself onto him. She took every inch in one slow, easy move until he was buried balls deep inside her. She didn't have to move to get the stroking motion going. Adam was strong enough to lift and lower her on him. All she had to do was hold on and enjoy the ride. He continued the dancing steps as he lifted and lowered his mother on his stiff shaft. As her heavy breathing intensified, he moved in dancing motion to the bed and laid on top of her, not missing a stroke. She swung her legs out and over his shoulders to get the deepest and most gratifying angle for his entire length and began humping back on him in perfect rhythm.
The entire events of the evening along with the Champagne, had her at a fever pitch. When she came, she let out all of her a****l noises that she had ever expressed during orgasm. She howled, she growled, she moaned, she screamed. She yelled 4-letter words as one orgasm after another rolled through her like storm waves on the beach. She had goosebumps, nipples as hard as sea shells, muscles as tight as if they were flexed for a fight or flight reflex. She could not close her mouth or open her eyes. She was totally inside herself, totally focused on every part of her body from her tits to her clit. Adam was barely able to move because her pussy had tightened down so tight on his cock that he was pretty sure he was stuck and would be that way for several hours. But he continued to fuck his mother the best he could and hoped that she would cum until the sun came up. But she finally relaxed and he resumed his previous pace, knowing he was going to cum soon himself.
From the momentary ebb of her multiple orgasms, Cassie could feel another sexual storm brewing and hoped selfishly that her son would last until she came again. She was so close and just as she peaked again, she could feel Adam tense up as the cum began boiling up from deep within and then she could feel the hotness of his cum splashing inside her, not putting out the fire, but feeding it. She could swear that she could hear it sloshing inside her as he splattered her insides with shot after shot. They had not climaxed at the same time before now and both were overwhelmed with the perfection of their fuck. She rolled over to be on top of him, never letting his cock slide out. She looked down on him with loving eyes, her mussed up hair partially blocking her view of his face. She bent down to begin a long passionate kiss, letting their tongues slide over each other. Their lips pressed, their tongues danced and their hands roamed each other's bodies as if looking for a safe, soft place to call home.
"You've done this for me once before, Adam. Would you please fuck my ass? I want to have you in me every way possible tonight."
Adam was not one to turn down any request of his mother's. Especially not one that involved fucking. He needed no lube. His cock was totally coated with their combined fuck juices. He turned her over, face down on the bed and lifted her hips so that her legs were folded. She let her back sway so that he had the best angle and easiest access to her asshole. She turned her head to look in the full length mirror just a few feet away and watched her son move in behind her. She watched as she felt his cock begin its entrance into her back door. She loved watching herself fuck and she loved watching her son fuck, so the combination of watching the both of them and feeling the both of them fucking was such a turn on for her. She slipped her fingers into her cum dripping pussy and began to masturbate while her son reamed her asshole with his perpetually stiff rod. She was hypnotized by the visual, the sensual, and auditory sound of their breathing - panting, actually - and experienced another series of orgasms nearly as strong as when he was buried in her cunt. For all the great sex Cassie had experienced in her life, this was the first time she had experienced more than one round of multiple orgasms in one night.
Her son was completely immersed mentally and emotionally in their time together as his cock was immersed in his mother's ass. He could feel the smooth, yet uneven walls of her ass tight around his cock. It even felt to him like this place was even warmer than the other even though there was only a thin wall of biology separating the two locations. He was almost as enchanted with his view of her backside as he was with her front. The hourglass shape was more pronounced going from her shoulders to her narrow waist and then widening out beautifully at the hips, then tapering in again to a beautiful pair of long legs. He glanced over at the mirror and saw his mother watching as he packed her ass and noticed the look of sheer ecstasy on her face. At about that time, she smiled briefly at him before contracting again in another wave of orgasm. He could hold it no longer and filled that warm space he had entered with yet another wad of the white, sticky cum spurting from the end of his cock.
"Good grief, son! I can feel all that cum inside me and starting run down my legs. Where do you store all that stuff? You got a nice big set of balls, but even they aren't big enough hold all that. You must be working overtime to make it on the fly!"
Adam laughed, "You had enough? Ready for me to shower and leave you alone for the night so you can get some sleep?"
"Seriously?" she asked. "I am ready for you to go shower yourself off and I think I will join you, but only so that we can be ready for the second act."
By the time they exited the shower and dried off, Adam was hard as steel and ready for another round.
"What'll it be this time, mom?" Adam asked.
"I told you I wanted you in me in every way possible, so this time, it's the mouth big boy. Get ready for the perfect blow job."
Adam was pretty sure she had already given him the perfect blow job, but he was anxious to find out if it could get any better. He was horned up and ready for action. Again, his mother was amazed at his staying power. She wrapped her hand around his shaft and led him to their destination. But it was not the bedroom. She led him to the deck. It was dark and it was late, but the deck faced the other neighborhood homes and there were some night owls around there from what Adam sometimes heard when he was trying to go to sleep.
"Are you sure about this? What if someone sees us? You have a reputation to maintain, mom."
"That's what makes it the perfect blow job. The risk of getting caught heightens the senses. So lean back in the lounge and let me take care of that very large problem you have sticking out in front of you."
Naked, erect, and in the nighttime breeze, Adam scanned the other decks. He couldn't see anyone, but he heard voices, so someone was outside. He sat in the lounge chair, leaned back and focused on his mother paying attention to his cock. She was oblivious to anything else around her as she closed her eyes and let her fingertips gently follow the protruding veins along his shaft down to his balls and then let her fingers close in a grip around his entire sac, squeezing to the point of almost hurting him. She released and let her fingertips run back to the top of his cock head again, down his shaft into a tight grip around his pole and lowered her head to take the crown into her mouth. He could feel her tongue swirl around it, moistening it, lips creating a seal just under his knob and then sliding down his shaft until she had managed to take his entire length into her mouth and throat.
Cassie maintained a very slow but steady rise and fall on his shaft, each time taking it all the way. Slowly, she increased the pace, but still keeping his arousal from increasing or diminishing. It was a perpetual state of sensual stimulation that could last as long as she could. Adam let his fingers wander aimlessly through her hair as it dangled over his cock, blocking is view of her full face. The moonlight was bright to his now adjusted eyes and he realized that there were at least two couples on their decks even though it was now closed to 3 am. One guy, Adam could see, was standing at his deck railing looking in Adam's direction, but said nothing and didn't appear to be looking specifically at Adam. But then he heard the man say something. It sounded like, "I can't tell for sure, but I think the young man across the fence is getting lucky on his deck, Beth." He then laughed and took a seat.
Well, at least the man would assume it was a girlfriend. Adam resumed his concentration on his mother's exquisite cock sucking skills. She was now taking a more aggressive approach and was sucking harder and faster. She was not taking the full length any longer, but about half it and was simultaneously playing with his balls. Now Adam could begin to feel stirrings deep and he knew that it would not be long before he would shoot whatever he had left into his mother's sucking mouth. Cassie began to twist her mouth on his cock in a corkscrew pattern as it slid up and down his wood. At the base of his cock, her hand started moving up and down in the same corkscrew pattern as her mouth. This, indeed, was the most intense blow job he had experienced. Of course, he had not had that many, but it was by far the best. He whispered that he was about to cum, but his mother seemed to pay no attention. She continued as if she could handle the situation, whatever happened, and Adam could hold back no longer. As soon as Cassie felt him tense up, she lowered herself deep on his cock and stopped all movement, allowing to shoot stream after stream of cum straight at the back of her mouth and directly down her throat. When the flow seemed to be easing up, Cassie resumed her sucking until he was clearly done and the only thing left on the end of his cock was the wetness of her saliva.
Cassandra lifted her head and smiled proudly at her son. "How was that one?"
"I cannot imagine it could possibly be better. That was truly amazing."
"Good! Now let's go back inside. You have one last performance and then we had better get some sleep."
She led him into the bedroom the same way she led him to the deck - by holding his cock like a leash and gently pulling him along like an untrained puppy.
She got on the bed, lying on her back. She had pulled a bottle of body oil from the nightstand and began coating her tits with it on the inside cleavage area and around her nipples. She rubbed it up to her chin and then down and around the underside of her tits. Then she rubbed the oil on his cock, bringing him back to full attention and ready for at least one more round.
"Your final act for the night is to tit fuck your mother's nice round, big tits. I have felt you fill every hole and you do give generously, young man. But this time, I want you to pump it out on my tits where I can see it. I don't believe you can possibly have that much left in you, so I have to see it for myself."
Adam smiled and straddled his mother so that he could wedge his cock between her perfect tits and began fucking them as she pressed them together. The oil created not only the lubed sensation of being in a wet pussy, but it also had warming properties that even felt like the warmth of penetration.
"Don't waste any time, son. Just tit fuck me and cum. I don't need anything for myself other than the beautiful sight of your cock peeking at me from between my tits."
Her son, ever dutiful, got with it and began fucking her tits rapidly and watched his cock head slide into and out of view between her beautiful tits. He noticed that his mother was enjoying the show as much as he was as she couldn't take her eyes off of the scene playing out on her chest. After some time, both having lost track of the night, Adam could feel the now familiar churning inside himself and knew he was close to creaming his mother's tits and giving her a pearl necklace. She refused to let him take matters into his own hands, so to speak, and instructed him to just keep fucking her tits until he came. His first shot splashed against the bottom of her chin and down between her tits. The next one landed on her neck a little lower and and began its journey toward the back of her neck. She shifted so that the third shot went to the other side. After that, his remaining cum pooled just off the end of his cock between her tits, leaving enough there for her to paint her nipples with it, mingling with the oil, all of it glistening in the dim light of the bedroom. He was spent, at least for the moment, and rolled over onto the bed beside her.
Cassie made no attempt to clean the cum or the oil from her body. She rolled over on top of her son and let the oil and his cum smear between their two bodies. She laid her head on his shoulder and let her body weight rest entirely on him. He wrapped his arms around her and held her tight. For just a few minutes, unaware of what the other was thinking, both had similar thoughts: Could life really get any better than it was at just this moment. Neither spoke a word. They simply enjoyed the feel of their bodies against each other. Adam reached down and pulled the blanket up to his mother's shoulders so she would stay warm if she fell asleep where she was. They were face to face, chest to chest, and pubic area to pubic area. Cassie just looked out the window and Adam stared at the ceiling. He thought of all their passion over the course of the evening since getting home and feel of her warmth lying there caused another stirring in him. He no intention of acting on the impulse, but apparently his mother felt him swelling as well and ever so carefully and without using anything but her legs, maneuvered so that she could work his cock into her pussy again. Once in, neither moved for the longest time. He wondered if it was possible for a man to fall asleep with his cock buried in a pussy. His mother wondered if was possible to fuck this son of hers to the point that he would need a few hours to recover before getting hard again. Neither would get their questions answered tonight. She rode him until both came again and, just as the sun was beginning to slowly brighten the morning sky, they fell asleep in each other's arms, covered in everything they had done and used all night. Cassie didn't realize it until she woke up the next morning, but she was still wearing the heels her son had requested to start off their marathon the night before. She would have to remember that for future reference.
"You look deep in thought, son." said his mother as she walked up behind him and put an arm around his waist. "Anything troubling you?"
"No," he said, only half listening. "Actually, I do have a question for you, though."
"Fire away."
"It seems like you have encouraged me to have sex with just about every woman who shows an interest in me. You even joined in with Jennifer. But you had the opportunity to fuck the mayor and you made it clear you wanted no part of it. You've made similar comments about men in general. If you enjoy sex with me so much, why do you pass on the other opportunities you surely have had? Is it because of me? Has it been because of me ever since dad died that you haven't had sex with anyone else?"
Cassandra took his hand and asked him to sit on the couch with her. As they sat down, she began. "Adam, I was always faithful to your father. We had a great marriage and a great sex life as well. I never wanted anyone else. When I learned that he had been killed, my sex drive totally disappeared. Then I began to realize how much you looked like your father. Tall, dark hair, muscular, handsome. I found myself thinking about you the way I used to think about him. I know it surely isn't right, what I have started with you. But you got my fire started again. I wanted and needed you so much. But I also know that somewhere down the road, it comes to an end, so I can't keep you from having the experiences other young men like you have. My preference is to be as faithful to you as I was to your dad. I don't know what the future holds, but for now I am content to be yours and have the unique perspective and opportunity to join in when you are having those experiences. Any time you feel the need to stop any or all of it, you only have to tell me. I am pretty sure I will understand. Maybe then I will be open to someone else. Maybe sooner, who knows. Does any of that make any sense?"
"Sure, mom. I can't imagine ever wanting it to end. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen and I love you more than anyone else in the world. And you don't have to keep arranging for me to get laid by anyone else unless that is just a kinky side of you that you haven't explained yet." Adam laughed through the last sentence.
"Well, that is a kinky side of me and I think I have explained it pretty clearly through my behavior. I will never push you have sex with anyone you don't want to, but from what I can tell, so far that hasn't happened yet, so I think we share that kinky streak. Now, why don't you get in the shower and wash Elizabeth off your cock and come to our bedroom and fuck me like I need it. Watching you fuck her and me jerking off the mayor has left me with some very strong urges!"
Cassandra went to the bedroom and undressed, looked at herself in the mirror, making sure she wasn't losing her looks. It would be a challenge to keep her son interested in her and she would have to do everything she could to take care of her looks. When Adam entered the bedroom, he stopped to gaze at his mother's naked form and just soaked it all in. He turned on some music on his smart phone with a blue tooth speaker.
"Put your heels back on, mom. The black ones with the higher heel on them and the open toe. I want to dance with you again."
Cassie smiled and did as he requested. Adam rarely requested anything of her and she considered this to be so sweet. She sat on the edge of the bed and slipped her heels on, stood up again, and walked to him in a sultry stride, feeling sexier than she had felt in years. The young man in front of her wanted her, only her, and wanted her in a very special way. The music was perfect. He gently put his hands on her hips as they came together. She had to point his stiff cock upward so that they could get close. Her tits pressed against his chest. He could feel her stiff nipples press into his chest.
"You're sure making it tough on your old lady making me earn my fucking by dancing with you first," she cooed in his ear.
"First," he said, "don't ever refer to yourself as an old lady. "Second, I promise you that before this song is over, I will be inside you and will stay there as long as you want me to be." With that, he reached under her ass and lifted her off the floor. She knew exactly what to do in his strong arms. She hooked her legs around him at the small of his back, reached between their bodies and guided his cock to her open, wet pussy opening and lowered herself onto him. She took every inch in one slow, easy move until he was buried balls deep inside her. She didn't have to move to get the stroking motion going. Adam was strong enough to lift and lower her on him. All she had to do was hold on and enjoy the ride. He continued the dancing steps as he lifted and lowered his mother on his stiff shaft. As her heavy breathing intensified, he moved in dancing motion to the bed and laid on top of her, not missing a stroke. She swung her legs out and over his shoulders to get the deepest and most gratifying angle for his entire length and began humping back on him in perfect rhythm.
The entire events of the evening along with the Champagne, had her at a fever pitch. When she came, she let out all of her a****l noises that she had ever expressed during orgasm. She howled, she growled, she moaned, she screamed. She yelled 4-letter words as one orgasm after another rolled through her like storm waves on the beach. She had goosebumps, nipples as hard as sea shells, muscles as tight as if they were flexed for a fight or flight reflex. She could not close her mouth or open her eyes. She was totally inside herself, totally focused on every part of her body from her tits to her clit. Adam was barely able to move because her pussy had tightened down so tight on his cock that he was pretty sure he was stuck and would be that way for several hours. But he continued to fuck his mother the best he could and hoped that she would cum until the sun came up. But she finally relaxed and he resumed his previous pace, knowing he was going to cum soon himself.
From the momentary ebb of her multiple orgasms, Cassie could feel another sexual storm brewing and hoped selfishly that her son would last until she came again. She was so close and just as she peaked again, she could feel Adam tense up as the cum began boiling up from deep within and then she could feel the hotness of his cum splashing inside her, not putting out the fire, but feeding it. She could swear that she could hear it sloshing inside her as he splattered her insides with shot after shot. They had not climaxed at the same time before now and both were overwhelmed with the perfection of their fuck. She rolled over to be on top of him, never letting his cock slide out. She looked down on him with loving eyes, her mussed up hair partially blocking her view of his face. She bent down to begin a long passionate kiss, letting their tongues slide over each other. Their lips pressed, their tongues danced and their hands roamed each other's bodies as if looking for a safe, soft place to call home.
"You've done this for me once before, Adam. Would you please fuck my ass? I want to have you in me every way possible tonight."
Adam was not one to turn down any request of his mother's. Especially not one that involved fucking. He needed no lube. His cock was totally coated with their combined fuck juices. He turned her over, face down on the bed and lifted her hips so that her legs were folded. She let her back sway so that he had the best angle and easiest access to her asshole. She turned her head to look in the full length mirror just a few feet away and watched her son move in behind her. She watched as she felt his cock begin its entrance into her back door. She loved watching herself fuck and she loved watching her son fuck, so the combination of watching the both of them and feeling the both of them fucking was such a turn on for her. She slipped her fingers into her cum dripping pussy and began to masturbate while her son reamed her asshole with his perpetually stiff rod. She was hypnotized by the visual, the sensual, and auditory sound of their breathing - panting, actually - and experienced another series of orgasms nearly as strong as when he was buried in her cunt. For all the great sex Cassie had experienced in her life, this was the first time she had experienced more than one round of multiple orgasms in one night.
Her son was completely immersed mentally and emotionally in their time together as his cock was immersed in his mother's ass. He could feel the smooth, yet uneven walls of her ass tight around his cock. It even felt to him like this place was even warmer than the other even though there was only a thin wall of biology separating the two locations. He was almost as enchanted with his view of her backside as he was with her front. The hourglass shape was more pronounced going from her shoulders to her narrow waist and then widening out beautifully at the hips, then tapering in again to a beautiful pair of long legs. He glanced over at the mirror and saw his mother watching as he packed her ass and noticed the look of sheer ecstasy on her face. At about that time, she smiled briefly at him before contracting again in another wave of orgasm. He could hold it no longer and filled that warm space he had entered with yet another wad of the white, sticky cum spurting from the end of his cock.
"Good grief, son! I can feel all that cum inside me and starting run down my legs. Where do you store all that stuff? You got a nice big set of balls, but even they aren't big enough hold all that. You must be working overtime to make it on the fly!"
Adam laughed, "You had enough? Ready for me to shower and leave you alone for the night so you can get some sleep?"
"Seriously?" she asked. "I am ready for you to go shower yourself off and I think I will join you, but only so that we can be ready for the second act."
By the time they exited the shower and dried off, Adam was hard as steel and ready for another round.
"What'll it be this time, mom?" Adam asked.
"I told you I wanted you in me in every way possible, so this time, it's the mouth big boy. Get ready for the perfect blow job."
Adam was pretty sure she had already given him the perfect blow job, but he was anxious to find out if it could get any better. He was horned up and ready for action. Again, his mother was amazed at his staying power. She wrapped her hand around his shaft and led him to their destination. But it was not the bedroom. She led him to the deck. It was dark and it was late, but the deck faced the other neighborhood homes and there were some night owls around there from what Adam sometimes heard when he was trying to go to sleep.
"Are you sure about this? What if someone sees us? You have a reputation to maintain, mom."
"That's what makes it the perfect blow job. The risk of getting caught heightens the senses. So lean back in the lounge and let me take care of that very large problem you have sticking out in front of you."
Naked, erect, and in the nighttime breeze, Adam scanned the other decks. He couldn't see anyone, but he heard voices, so someone was outside. He sat in the lounge chair, leaned back and focused on his mother paying attention to his cock. She was oblivious to anything else around her as she closed her eyes and let her fingertips gently follow the protruding veins along his shaft down to his balls and then let her fingers close in a grip around his entire sac, squeezing to the point of almost hurting him. She released and let her fingertips run back to the top of his cock head again, down his shaft into a tight grip around his pole and lowered her head to take the crown into her mouth. He could feel her tongue swirl around it, moistening it, lips creating a seal just under his knob and then sliding down his shaft until she had managed to take his entire length into her mouth and throat.
Cassie maintained a very slow but steady rise and fall on his shaft, each time taking it all the way. Slowly, she increased the pace, but still keeping his arousal from increasing or diminishing. It was a perpetual state of sensual stimulation that could last as long as she could. Adam let his fingers wander aimlessly through her hair as it dangled over his cock, blocking is view of her full face. The moonlight was bright to his now adjusted eyes and he realized that there were at least two couples on their decks even though it was now closed to 3 am. One guy, Adam could see, was standing at his deck railing looking in Adam's direction, but said nothing and didn't appear to be looking specifically at Adam. But then he heard the man say something. It sounded like, "I can't tell for sure, but I think the young man across the fence is getting lucky on his deck, Beth." He then laughed and took a seat.
Well, at least the man would assume it was a girlfriend. Adam resumed his concentration on his mother's exquisite cock sucking skills. She was now taking a more aggressive approach and was sucking harder and faster. She was not taking the full length any longer, but about half it and was simultaneously playing with his balls. Now Adam could begin to feel stirrings deep and he knew that it would not be long before he would shoot whatever he had left into his mother's sucking mouth. Cassie began to twist her mouth on his cock in a corkscrew pattern as it slid up and down his wood. At the base of his cock, her hand started moving up and down in the same corkscrew pattern as her mouth. This, indeed, was the most intense blow job he had experienced. Of course, he had not had that many, but it was by far the best. He whispered that he was about to cum, but his mother seemed to pay no attention. She continued as if she could handle the situation, whatever happened, and Adam could hold back no longer. As soon as Cassie felt him tense up, she lowered herself deep on his cock and stopped all movement, allowing to shoot stream after stream of cum straight at the back of her mouth and directly down her throat. When the flow seemed to be easing up, Cassie resumed her sucking until he was clearly done and the only thing left on the end of his cock was the wetness of her saliva.
Cassandra lifted her head and smiled proudly at her son. "How was that one?"
"I cannot imagine it could possibly be better. That was truly amazing."
"Good! Now let's go back inside. You have one last performance and then we had better get some sleep."
She led him into the bedroom the same way she led him to the deck - by holding his cock like a leash and gently pulling him along like an untrained puppy.
She got on the bed, lying on her back. She had pulled a bottle of body oil from the nightstand and began coating her tits with it on the inside cleavage area and around her nipples. She rubbed it up to her chin and then down and around the underside of her tits. Then she rubbed the oil on his cock, bringing him back to full attention and ready for at least one more round.
"Your final act for the night is to tit fuck your mother's nice round, big tits. I have felt you fill every hole and you do give generously, young man. But this time, I want you to pump it out on my tits where I can see it. I don't believe you can possibly have that much left in you, so I have to see it for myself."
Adam smiled and straddled his mother so that he could wedge his cock between her perfect tits and began fucking them as she pressed them together. The oil created not only the lubed sensation of being in a wet pussy, but it also had warming properties that even felt like the warmth of penetration.
"Don't waste any time, son. Just tit fuck me and cum. I don't need anything for myself other than the beautiful sight of your cock peeking at me from between my tits."
Her son, ever dutiful, got with it and began fucking her tits rapidly and watched his cock head slide into and out of view between her beautiful tits. He noticed that his mother was enjoying the show as much as he was as she couldn't take her eyes off of the scene playing out on her chest. After some time, both having lost track of the night, Adam could feel the now familiar churning inside himself and knew he was close to creaming his mother's tits and giving her a pearl necklace. She refused to let him take matters into his own hands, so to speak, and instructed him to just keep fucking her tits until he came. His first shot splashed against the bottom of her chin and down between her tits. The next one landed on her neck a little lower and and began its journey toward the back of her neck. She shifted so that the third shot went to the other side. After that, his remaining cum pooled just off the end of his cock between her tits, leaving enough there for her to paint her nipples with it, mingling with the oil, all of it glistening in the dim light of the bedroom. He was spent, at least for the moment, and rolled over onto the bed beside her.
Cassie made no attempt to clean the cum or the oil from her body. She rolled over on top of her son and let the oil and his cum smear between their two bodies. She laid her head on his shoulder and let her body weight rest entirely on him. He wrapped his arms around her and held her tight. For just a few minutes, unaware of what the other was thinking, both had similar thoughts: Could life really get any better than it was at just this moment. Neither spoke a word. They simply enjoyed the feel of their bodies against each other. Adam reached down and pulled the blanket up to his mother's shoulders so she would stay warm if she fell asleep where she was. They were face to face, chest to chest, and pubic area to pubic area. Cassie just looked out the window and Adam stared at the ceiling. He thought of all their passion over the course of the evening since getting home and feel of her warmth lying there caused another stirring in him. He no intention of acting on the impulse, but apparently his mother felt him swelling as well and ever so carefully and without using anything but her legs, maneuvered so that she could work his cock into her pussy again. Once in, neither moved for the longest time. He wondered if it was possible for a man to fall asleep with his cock buried in a pussy. His mother wondered if was possible to fuck this son of hers to the point that he would need a few hours to recover before getting hard again. Neither would get their questions answered tonight. She rode him until both came again and, just as the sun was beginning to slowly brighten the morning sky, they fell asleep in each other's arms, covered in everything they had done and used all night. Cassie didn't realize it until she woke up the next morning, but she was still wearing the heels her son had requested to start off their marathon the night before. She would have to remember that for future reference.
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