When your mom is a bitch in heat - 2

I was finishing a mouthful of stew when Mom said, "So, both of the rooms are similar and you bought both of the beds at the same time. Two of the same ones as far as I can tell. So which room are we gonna be sleeping in?"

I swallowed my mouthful and took a drink from my cup. "We're going to be sleeping together?"

"Yes, silly. Considering what we just did in the span of a few hours, I'd say we will be sleeping together from now until all of this is over."

"Hmm. Now I kind of want it to never end. I'd say that we'll want to bed down in whichever bed is cleanest and driest. Make sense?"

"We did make a big mess, didn't we?"

"I'm going to get you some yellow panties with 'slippery when wet' printed on them."

Mom laughed and we finished eating.

The next day was a grocery run day and we actually put on some real clothes. Masks over our nose and mouth and some nitrile gloves, completed our 'going to town' outfits.

Mom's car had not been driven in a month and we decided to take it on the shopping trip. Our masks were tied around our necks and we'd pull them into place when we got to the store.

Our shopping list was long and comprehensive. We'd been making it ever since I had gotten back from the last trip and figured out what I'd missed out on. Weather it was because it was out of stock or I'd just forgotten to put it on the list.

Everything was in the car and we headed back home. No stop for lunch at our favorite eatery, they were all closed. No swing by the drugstore. No other stops.

Usually only one of us went for groceries so that when they got home, only one person needed to change clothes and shower in case they had picked up the virus off of something or someone.

We had decided today that we'd both go since we didn't need to wait for the other person to shower before getting cleaned up. We brought in the groceries and wiped down the packages and washed the produce all the while shedding an article of clothing here and there and throwing it in the washing machine.

By the time the last apple was placed in the bowl on the counter, we were both naked and I was hard for my Mom again. We scurried to the bathroom and I adjusted the water to the right temperature. Mom grabbed me by the cock and dragged me into the spraying water. We did manage to get each other clean before the kissing started and before long Mom was bent over in front of me, bracing her hands on the wall. My hard dick was sliding in and out of her pussy and her dangling tits jiggled in my cupped palms. Her nipples were like little pink rocks in my hands.

We were both grunting as we fucked. I heard the telltale sound of my mother orgasming on my cock and a couple of frantically trusting minutes later, I sprayed sperm into her hot hole. I pulled out immediately and watched my spunk leak down her thighs and get washed away by the warm spray of the shower.

"Can we shop more often, Mom?"

She was amused but said no, let's keep it to once a week. "We can fuck in the shower anytime we want though honey. That felt so good."

With plenty of food in the house, we had lunch together and then Mom wanted to watch one of 'her shows'. It was nothing that I wanted to watch, so I sat down at the computer to do some writing. Mom ended up watching two shows in a row and by the time she was standing behind me, I had three pages written and proofread to my satisfaction. I had her sit down and read it through.

I watched as she read and I saw her hand go down to her crotch. I ran one hand down inside of her tee shirt and caught one of her hard nipples. "Oh, Honey, you wrote about fucking your own mother. Who's going to believe that? Uh. Uh." I kissed her neck and she scrolled back up and started to read again.

"There's a site called Literotica. People write stories about all kinds of stuff but the biggest category by far is incest/taboo. People evidently like to get off to fantasies of brothers and sisters getting it on. Fathers fucking their daughters and of course about a beautiful older mother sucking off her son." I turned the computer chair around as I shucked my shorts down to my ankles. I put my hands on the back of Mom's head and drew her mouth to my dick. Mom sucked me right in. Since I had just been writing porn about her, I was ready and started thrusting into her warm, welcoming mouth. Didn't take a minute and I didn't give any warning. Mom looked surprised when the first shot hit but she swallowed away until my whole load of sperm laden semen had swum down to her belly.

I let go of her head and she let my dick slip from her lips. Mom burped and licked her lips. "You gonna write about that too? Such a nasty son, cumming in his defenseless old mother's mouth and making her swallow." She smiled up at me and burped again. "Scuse me." She licked her lips again.

I fell to my knees. "I'm so sorry, Mommy." I was pawing at her running shorts. Mom let me pull them down and off. She then positioned her pussy right at the edge of the chair. She was so wet and I went right to work trying to get her off. I looked up from my snack and saw that Mom had shed her tee shirt too and was squeezing her hard nipples and rubbing her smooth tits. I could tell that she was ready to get off too and I zeroed in on her throbbing nub at the top of her slit.

"Oh, fuck Baby. I'll suck you off anytime as long as you reciprocate like that. Are we gonna be in that Literotica thing? Will you show me that site? Oh. Oh Fuck, Baby. Here I cum. Ahhhh."

We were both sated enough to have dinner together while watching a couple of the shows that we both liked and then went to our bed and slept through the night.

"Dammit Derik, do I have to wash all the dishes?" Mom and I were fighting a few days later.

"Well Fuck 'Mommy', I guess I don't do anything around 'MY' apartment."

"Oh, you do plenty. Then I have to clean up after all is said and done."

"Good thing you don't have to pay any rent and I buy all of the groceries. Good thing you aren't living alone in your little house and going out and getting infected with the virus."

"Mean little motherfucker."

"Yes I am." I dragged her into my room and stripped off her robe, the only thing she was wearing. My robe was off just as fast and I was on top of her and my knees were between hers. She pretended to fight to keep them together but it was all for show. I could tell because when the helmet end of my dick penetrated her vulva, she was hot and soaked. I slid in and bottomed out.

I pressed her boobs and stretched her nipples.She rolled her eyes as I drilled her down to bottom. The sensation of her soft body on every thrust, moved me to cloud nine.

"MOTHERFUCKER" We both shouted it and I started really going to town. This was quick angry sex and I heard her reach her peak just before I blasted loads of cum into her sweet hole.

"Bastard." She punched my arm as I lay beside her trying to catch my breath.

"Bitch." I again pinched her erect nipple and we laughed and I kissed her tit.

"I don't think either of us ever came that fast or that hard."

"Yeah, that was a good one Mommy."

"What are we gonna play at next time?"

"I always wanted to fuck Jaspers mom. She's not as hot as you but her ass always really turned me on."

"She does have a nice Boo-Tay, doesn't she?"

"We could pretend that I went over to see him but he wasn't home and I could compliment her on her ass and..."

"She'd let you do her in the butt?"

"Oooo. Hadn't thought about that."

"Bullshit!" Mom laughed. "Would she let you do her in the kitchen, using olive oil for lube?"

"I wonder if she cums with a cock in her ass like you can. Maybe after her assgasm, she washes my cock with the kitchen sponge and then sucks me off."

My dick was getting hard again and mom said, "like this?"

With my cock down her throat, Mom pushed a finger lubed with her pussy juice and my own cum, up my butt and wiggled it around until I came again, this time on her extended tongue.

"Mom! You know that no jewelry store has been open for almost a year, Plus, why wouldn't I have bought you a diamond as soon as we started fucking. Um, making love."

"I don't want a diamond, you goof. You write porn and you don't know what I'm asking for when I say I want you to give me a pearl necklace."

I looked at her as if she had started speaking Swahili.

"I want you to tittie fuck me until you put a load on my throat and it runs down both sides of my neck." She was putting her tee shirt off as she spoke and she reached for the new bottle of lube that had come in the mail from Bettersex.

"Oh." Still as articulate as ever, I did manage to figure out that I needed to free my dick that was quickly gaining length and girth in anticipation of fucking my Mom's boobs.

She had let me rub it between them from being in her mouth to her mounting me and riding her way to a good long cum. We'd never actually set out to make tit fucking into the main event.

Mom lubed my pole and swiped her slick hands between her big breasts. With her on her back, I straddled her and she squeezed my hardon between her soft firm mammaries.

I set out at a good pace and she kept her tit grip nice and tight. I pulled back so that my cockhead disappeared into her cleavage and then a large portion of it showed up near her chin.

Mom let me ride for a good long time and then seemed to be getting tired. She managed to hold the channel with one hand while she probed my butthole with her still slick middle finger. Once she hit my prostate gland, I only had to thrust about five more times and then I gave her the necklace that she had asked me for.

"Aaaahh." I groaned as cum pooled in the hollow of her throat. More shots caused the pool to overflow and Mom giggled like a schoolgirl when she felt the warmth roll down both sides of her neck.

"God Damn, Mommy. You sure know how to spice things up. What's next?"

"Well, that lube wasn't the only thing in that box from Bettersex. Let's just say that this weekend, I'll be dressed for success."

"What's a weekend?" I asked. We both laughed since we almost always had to look at the computer screen to figure out what day it was these days.

I was waking up on Sunday morning. I knew it was Sunday because Mom had dressed up in the sexiest lingerie yesterday and we had had a great romp in both beds, on the kitchen table and we both came at the same time on the couch in the Livingroom.

Mom's tousled hair was moving slightly on the pillow next to the one where my head rested. I loved how she looked in the morning and I was sporting a woody but she wasn't awake yet and I heard her whimper in her sleep. I watched as her face became concerned and then changed to more of a scared expression. I thought about waking her from her nightmare but I decided to watch for a minute or two.

"Derik." She cried out my name in her sleep. "Need to see your face." She grimaced. "Oh no. No!" Mom was crying. I reached over and shook her shoulder gently, trying not to look at her jiggling breasts.

She gasped as she woke. "Oh, Honey. I can see you!"

"That looked like a really bad dream, Mom. What was it?"

"Oh my God." Derik. "Everyone was wearing masks and gloves. Everywhere. All the time. I couldn't see your face, even when we were making love."

"Well we are supposed to wear them whenever we're out. Everyone is."

"But Baby, they couldn't even take them off to eat. People were so skinny. I couldn't kiss you and I couldn't blow you. You never...ate me out anymore. My nipples craved your tongue."

I rolled her to her back and cupped her right breast. I brought my mouth to her hardening nipple and sucked it hard, all while keeping my body behind her back. Even thought no milk came out the feeling was heaven defying. I moved my hand from her tit and cupped her bushy hole. A probing finger found her dry. This had not been a dream that made her wet. I rubbed my cock against her hip and slid her amongst the gaps of thighs, sensing her soft ass and thighs at the same time and I kept sucking on her side boob. After reaching the blast of pleasure, we both calmed down fast 

"Oh, Baby, I don't know if you are going to be able to get me in the mood after a dream like that. I was so scared. I thought you were going to starve. I tried to pull off the mask because I needed to kiss you but it wouldn't come off. It had grown onto your face. When you felt me up, all I could feel were gloves pushing inside of me."

I rolled to my back beside her and willed my morning wood to shrink. I put my arm under her neck and she cuddled into me. I could feel hot tears on my chest and I knew that she was crying and still really freaked out by the dream.

"It's all going to be OK Mom." I wasn't sure that I believed what I was saying. The situation was getting worse and the death toll was still rising. The first million had died and there was nowhere to put the bodies that continued to drop. Efforts to find a cure were still unsuccessful. The people at the grocery store looked like deer about to meet the bumper of a car.

I thought about our favorite cashier, Kelly. Before the masks and before Mom and I started sleeping together, I had thought about asking the cute cashier out on a date. I hesitated because I was sure that she probably got hit on all day long. She always seemed happy to see me though and we flirted whenever I was in her line.