Cummin' Home for Christmas

"I was just telling Mother," Julia said as the two women came back, "that the desserts here are amazing."

"I think so too," Hunter's mother said. "I still have that wonderful taste in my mouth. It was like something I wanted to eat all night long." She turned and gave Hunter a little wink, that look sending a new surge of blood to his still-swollen cock.

"Well, shall we be off then?" Mr. Sutton said as he got up.

"Stay close behind me," Hunter's mother whispered to him as she slid out of the bench seat after him. He allowed her to pass and they were right behind the other three as they made their way through the restaurant. He glanced down, and even in the subdued lighting of the restaurant, he could see the dark wet stain that covered a large portion of her backside. When she came, she'd gushed all over his hand, twice, and her dress was suffering the collateral damage of that.

"Oh Hunter, I have something for your mother," Mrs. Sutton said after the valets had brought both cars up for them. With the same valet as they'd had earlier helping his mother into the first of the two cars in line, he followed Mrs. Sutton around to the back of their family's Mercedes, her husband and daughter already in the car. She popped the trunk and handed him a small box as she closed the lid and turned to him.

"That's just a box of chocolates for your mother," she said as she stepped up close to him. "And here's a little present for you." She reached into her little clutch bag and pulled something out before pressing it into his hand. Instinctively he looked down, the overhead lights in the laneway illuminating a tiny pair of shiny navy panties in the palm of his hand—wet, shiny navy panties.

"That's just in case things don't work out with Mommy as you hope they will," she whispered into his ear as she leaned in close and gave him an acceptable 'Christmas-like' hug.

As she stepped back and looked at him, he could only stare at her, totally flummoxed. "What...how..." he stammered, unable to even think straight.

"If I know you, she'll be just what you need. After all, she did come like a champion there at the table, didn't she?"

Hunter couldn't help it as his eyes opened wide, standing there mute, the sodden panties sitting warmly in his open palm.

"I know who was responsible for your mother's 'hot flash'. I saw the muscles in your arm moving beneath your suit when you were fingering her. You did do a good job of it though, the others never had a clue."

Hunter couldn't help but give a little gasp.

"That was well-played on her part though. Menopause? I don't think so. Your mother and I are such good friends that she would have told me by now if she'd started." She paused for a second, letting her words sink in. "That's all right though, your mother's a wonderful woman, Hunter. If you can do for her what you did for me, I'm sure she'll love it. Trust me, I know, she's going to be one lucky woman tonight."

Hunter could only stand there as, just like his mother had done earlier, Mrs. Sutton reached out and drew one long red fingernail teasingly down the front of his chest. She tilted her head and looked at him suggestively. "But just in case things don't work out as you hoped..." She reached down and closed his hand around the panties. "...this is just a reminder of what you can get from me any time your little heart desires."

Hunter remained speechless as she reached up and gave him one last peck on the cheek. "Merry Christmas, Hunter," she whispered breathlessly into his ear, "and make sure this is a Christmas your mother remembers forever. She deserves it."

And with that, she disappeared. By the time Hunter got his head together and turned around, her car door was already closing. When she'd first started talking, he didn't know what to expect, but by the time she was done, he realized he was more aroused than he had been before. He'd been right, Mrs. Sutton had watched him and knew exactly what he'd been thinking about his mother. But surprisingly, rather than be jealous, she'd been all for it. He couldn't have asked for anything more. "Merry Christmas to you too, Mrs. Sutton," he whispered, but the car was already driving away.

"What was that all about?" his mother asked when he joined her in the car after stuffing the panties into his pocket.

"Oh, Mrs. Sutton just wanted to give us this box of chocolates and wish us all a Merry Christmas."

"She is such a sweet woman, and a good friend. And yes, this is looking like a very merry Christmas after all, don't you think?"

Even before he could put his seat belt on, his mother reached over and grabbed him by the front of his shirt. She pulled him to her as she leaned across, her lips meeting his in a torrid kiss. Their tongues duelled as their lips pressed firmly against the others, both of them wanting this, needing this. Soft moans came from both of them as they kissed passionately, his mother finally breaking the kiss and pulling back, her face glowing with excitement as she gasped, "Take me home."

Hunter made it home in no time flat, with his right hand beneath the mesmerizing slit of his mother's dress and cupping her creamy mound the whole way. She let him have his way with her, spreading her legs far apart as he toyed with her slippery petals of flesh, her own hand rubbing suggestively over the front of his pants.

They were both ready to tear their hair out by the time they got home. Once inside the house, Hunter threw off his suit jacket and pushed his mother up against the wall. He brought his mouth down on hers, hard, at the same time as she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him against her. As they kissed, he kicked off his shoes. He pulled back, both of their faces flushed with arousal.

"Take me upstairs, baby...fast," his mother gasped out.

"No, I can't wait. I want you right now," Hunter responded, his cock like an iron bar in his pants. He spotted a long low side table against the wall in the hallway and all but carried his mother to it. He grabbed her around the waist and sat her on the table, her back against the mirror behind it. As he loosened his tie and opened the top button of his shirt, his mother was busy undoing his belt. He pushed his pants and underwear to the floor, kicking them to the side.

"Oh fuck...it's so big," his mother said as her hand instantly went to his rearing prick. He could see her salivating as she looked at it.

Leaving his shirt and loosened tie on, Hunter moved closer between her legs. He grasped the draping silk panel at the front of her dress and threw it up and to the side, totally exposing her. He looked down at her glistening shaven mound, the whole area lathered with her flowing juices. The slick petals of her labia shone a vivid pink, engorged as if waiting to welcome his huge cock home...home to the hot tight channel he'd been born out of twenty years ago.

"Oh fuck, Mom, you are so beautiful," Hunter gasped out as he moved right in on her, unable to contain himself any longer. He had to have her, had to fuck her, right here and now. Sensing the intensity of his desire, his mother was quick to position the engorged crown of his surging cock between the dripping lips of her pussy. She moved her hand slightly from side to side, getting it nestled in the perfect position as the enormous knob forced her soft petals of flesh to spread wide as they adhered to the sensitive glans in a searing kiss. Once he felt that she had it just right, Hunter slowly flexed forward, wanting to get his cock buried deep inside his mother more than he'd ever wanted anything in his life. But he didn't want to hurt her either. He'd been with enough women to know how difficult it was for most of them to take a cock the size of his. Yes, the last thing in the world he wanted to do was hurt her in any way.

"Oh god, so hard...so big and hard," she gasped out as her arms came up to circle his neck and pull him close. Her pretty face turned up to his, her eyes ablaze with excitement as he went deeper, and deeper still. She drew his mouth down to hers, sharing a fiery kiss as she wriggled and tilted her hips, encouraging her son to give her more. As they kissed, his hands went to her chest, filling his hands with the enormous spheres, still hidden beneath the lacy bodice of her dress. But fuck, are they ever big! he thought to himself.

Hunter couldn't believe how hot his mother's pussy was, as hot as a fucking blast furnace, and scintillating tight. It felt like a hot buttery fist gripping his cock and pulling it inward as he continued to push forward, inch after inch of thick hard cock disappearing inside his mother's velvety cunt. He felt her tightening up as he went deeper. He instinctively stopped flexing forward as the tight tissues inside her barred his way, both of them gasping as they looked down at the sinfully illicit connection of their two bodies.

Hunter couldn't help but wonder at the magic of it; a woman in the prime of her life, splayed wide open with her own son's hard thick cock drilling deep into her welcoming pussy, her shiny juices glistening off their joined flesh. Just the thought of it made his cock throb with excitement even more, and he knew there was no way he was going to stop now. He still had four inches left to go and, although he was as far into her as he could go right now, he could feel his mother accepting the lustful challenge of taking all of it I just as much as he wanted to give it to her. Fuck yes, he could see by the excitement in her hooded eyes that she wanted to feel the full length and girth of that powerful cock stretching her and filling her like never before.

"Are you okay, Mom?" he asked as he reached up and tenderly stroked her face.

She turned her mouth and kissed his hand as she nodded. "Yes, baby, I'm better than okay. You feel wonderful inside me, but I've never had one as big as you before you." Normally, he'd ask if she wanted him to stop, but he could see by the fire in her eyes that she wasn't going to be satisfied until she had every last inch. "Just let me get used to it for a minute," she continued. "I'll tell you when."

With that, she pulled him in towards her, her warm breath firing his torched libido even more as she planted tender little kisses all over his face. He ran both of his hands up the front of her dress, filling his hands once more with her magnificent breasts. He hefted and squeezed them, amazed at the size and weight of them. Just touching those breasts after all the years of dreaming about them sent another pulse of steaming blood right to his already rock-hard cock. At the same time, he felt the muscles inside her tight cunt working, sending a rippling massage down the length of his rigid prick as she gently rocked her hips, welcoming the hard thick invader into her simmering depths. She was working it so good that Hunter was afraid he was going to go off right then and there. Fortunately, she drew her face back from his and looked into his eyes as she said, "Now, sweetheart, nice and slow, but don't stop."

Hunter felt his heart swell with excitement as he planted his feet firmly. He let go of her breasts and reached down, putting his hands beneath her splayed knees and raising her legs high. He could see the naughty look of desire on her face as she let him do with her as he wished. His hands slid further down her legs, his fingers circling her ankles. He lifted her feet up and apart, the draping panels of red silk falling away until she was spread open like a wishbone, her strappy high heels pointing at the ceiling.

"Get ready, Mom, I'm gonna make you scream with this," Hunter said as he started to flex forward. Both of them looked downward as he forced his cock deeper, the hot wet tissues inside her finally yielding, bathing his thrusting erection with their oily juices as they surrendered to the upcoming onslaught.

"OH FUCK..." his mother gasped loudly as she watched those last four inches disappear, the tight flesh inside her reluctantly parting as he went deeper, and deeper still, until the blunt head of his bone-hard erection bumped up against the gates of her womb, his midsection pressed tight against her flushed mound. That teasing touch of the tip of the broad crimson crown against her cervix was like a finger pulling the trigger.

"OH FUCCCCKKKKKKKKKK..." Hunter's mother shrieked loudly as a mind-numbing climax shot through her. He continued to hold her legs wide apart as she came, her backside shifting frantically on the little table as she gyrated through her orgasm, her whole body shaking and quivering as she came, her eyes closed in bliss as she gasped for air. As she gushed all over his midsection, he rolled his hips, stirring her insides, making it even better for her as every long thick inch of his buried cock rubbed salaciously along her tight coital walls. She reached down and grasped the edge of the table, her grip so hard that her knuckles turned white.

She came for a long time, and when the intense sensations started to ebb away, Hunter slowly drew backwards, glancing down at the shiny coating of juices on his throbbing cock. Flushed with excitement himself, he waited until he could see everything except the engorged crown, the gripping muscles inside her telling him she wasn't letting go as she clamped down on him possessively. With a flex of his hips, he sent the thrusting rod deep once more, the hot tissues inside her steaming cunt paving the way to her cervix.

"OH FUCK...NOT AGAINNNNNNN..." she called out as another shattering orgasm ripped through her. She was spasming and shaking like crazy as she came for a second time in a row, but Hunter knew they were just getting started. Setting his feet firmly in place and with his hands holding her legs spread out wide, he started hammering it into her. The table was rocking and the mirror on the wall behind her was shaking, but Hunter didn't care. The intense sensations he was feeling from having his cock inside his mother after all these years of fantasizing about it had him losing control. He drove it balls-deep with each vigorous thrust, knowing she could take it.

"YES...YES...OH FUCK...YESSSSSS," she screeched as another climax raced through her twitching body. She was covered with perspiration, but he could see that she was blissfully happy, her eyes hooded with lust as she let the luxurious sensations of one orgasm after another roll through her. Just watching her like that was enough to trip Hunter over the edge. He felt his balls draw up and he slammed the full length into her, bottoming out at the precise moment his cock started to shoot.

"OH MY GODDDDD..." she groaned low in her throat as she started to shake like a ragdoll, climaxing again at the same time as her son. Hunter was beside himself, his body wracked with luxurious sensations he had only dreamed of. He was totally pouring himself into her as he came, flooding her insides as he totally unloaded. As his cock continued to throb and spit, he could feel those wonderful muscles inside her hot mature cunt working their magic, pulling at his spewing cock to force out as much hot semen as he could give her. They came together for what seemed like a minute before the intensity started to dwindle, leaving both of them gasping and breathless.

"Oh Hunter, that was incredible," his mother said lovingly as he lowered her legs down towards the floor. She finally let go of the edge of the table and reached forward for him, her hands circling his neck as she pulled him in for a kiss. This kiss was different, it wasn't the torrid savage kiss they'd had a few minutes ago in the heat of passion. This kiss was tender, caring, loving, the kiss of lovers, which both of them knew they had just become. In that blissful instant when they came together, they had passed that taboo barrier, going from mother and son to lovers. And the tenderness of that kiss, the pure heart-swelling love that he felt for her, and that he could tell she felt too, told him that they both wanted more, a lot more. They held and caressed each other as they kissed, exploring each other's bodies as he kept his prick buried inside her.

"Do you know how long I've been wanting to do that?" she whispered as she nipped at his earlobe.

"Not as long as I have," he replied, running his hand up the front of her chest and cupping one gigantic breast.

"It looks like we both wanted something we thought we could never have," she continued. "But now that we've started, I don't want to ever stop."

"Neither do I, Mom."

"Here, baby, there's something I've wanted to do forever," she said as she pushed him back slightly. Hunter got it and gently flexed backwards, his cock coming out of her in a noisy slippery rush. They both looked down as a thick strand of cloudy white semen spewed from her gaping snatch, the creamy ribbon of spunk gathering and pooling on the table beneath her.

"Oh my god, look at all that cum. I love it," she cooed as she looked down between her widely-spread thighs.

His mother couldn't seem to control herself, dropping to her knees right in front of him. His semi-hard cock stood out from between the tails of his shirt perpendicular to his body, the long thick shaft shining with their combined juices. His mother swooped in and gobbled it up, taking the glistening knob into her mouth and starting to suck. She sucked for a few seconds before pulling her mouth off and taking a long swipe up the lengthy shaft, licking up a silvery ribbon of spunk that grew into a puddle on her tongue. At the same time, she slid her hands up the front of his powerful thighs, her red-tipped fingernails scratching lightly around the shaven base of his cock.

"Oh fuck yeah. Eat it, Mom, eat all of that cum. That's just the start. You're gonna get so much more of that medicine before we're done." He was thrilled to hear the needy little whimper that came from her throat as she continued sucking and licking, lapping up every creamy drop of their combined juices. He reached down and ran his fingers through her silky blond hair. By this time, the loose bun at the back of her head had come almost totally unravelled, her honey-colored locks swirling about her face seductively as she ardently worshipped his cock. With his fingers holding her head, he moved her eagerly working mouth up and down and all along his glistening cock as she licked him clean, drawing clumps of jizz and her own creamy nectar deep into her belly. Hunter loved what she was doing, but he wanted to continue it upstairs, in her bed, her marital bed, the bed he'd dreamed about fucking her in forever. He reluctantly pulled her sucking mouth off his cock, her pursed lips coming off his resurgent prick with an audible "Pop!"

"C'mon, Mom, it's time to go upstairs, where we can do this properly."

"Just a second, I don't want to let this go to waste." He watched as his mother turned on her knees and started licking up the puddle of cum that had splooshed out of her onto the table. He smiled as he watched her press the flat paddle of her broad tongue into the murky pool of spunk and drag it across the surface, sucking it up noisily at the same time. She made nasty wet sucking sounds as she drew the globby wads of semen into her mouth. It took a few swipes, but she wouldn't get up until she had it all.

"I love the taste of your cum," she said as she looked up at him and swallowed, her eyes gleaming with arousal. "While we've got this time together, I want to swallow as much of it as I can."

Hunter smiled and gave a perfunctory little bow. "Like I said, Milady, I'm here to serve in any way I can. I'll give you as many doses of medicine as you can take."

Helping her to her feet, he slid his hand around her slim waist as they made their way up the stairs. Once they were in the large master bedroom, he pulled off his tie and all but tore off his shirt, anxious to get at his mother once more.