His tongue came outa and licked around and around my nipples and he bit them lightly, making them even harder, and his hand came down between us, teasing my clit and fucking two fingers into me.
I held tight to his shoulders as I came, this time not whispering his name but rather shouting it out at the top of my lungs, as I had longed to do for so long.
I admit my memories were getting me horny, and soon my hands were wandering over my slippery, soapy flesh, squeezing my breasts and pinching my nipples and then wandering down to caress my pussy. I didn't want to get out of the shower yet, so I just did what I always did in these situations. just come in and go to the bathroom quickly."The door opened when I was only halfway through this statement and I heard him sigh as he finally relieved himself.
I pinched my nipple as I remembered him suckling my milk as a child.
My fingers pounded into me hard and fast as I imagined what it would be like to feel my own son's cock fucking me.
His face was flushed and his eyes were travelling up and down my body and he had to shake himself when I asked where he was going."Uhh... I'm heading over to Tony's for a bit" he said, finally.
I told him to have a good time and to call if he were going to miss dinner.
He nodded vaguely and adjusted his half-hard cock in his pants as I turned to go into my room.
I lay naked on the bed, incredibly horny from having just flashed my son, and I had to fuck myself again. I reached into the bedside table and took out a large dildo, licking around the tip a bit to lubricate it before putting it at the opening to my pussy and slowly pushing it in.
Finally, my husband left on a short business trip and Nick and I were alone in the house.
Once more, I was in the shower, and once more Nick knocked and said he had to use the bathroom.
He had just finished and was shaking off the last few drops and I could see that he had a nice one, even flaccid like that.
He gave it a couple of quick strokes and it grew a little bit, but then I tucked it away and washed his hands, leaving me in the shower, even hotter than I had been.
Again, I came hard and fast, this time moaning his name softly under my breath. Over the next week or two, I flirted with him shamelessly whenever we were alone.