Edward and Mia 02

Edward and Mia 02

All characters are over 18

This story is a product of pure fantasy.

Previously:

"Well, you're not a virgin anymore, that was the best fuck in a lot of years, and as for a beginner, I must compliment you, you lasted much longer than the guys I was with in college."

"Thanks, I guess, just as long as you are satisfied, Mom."

"And then some. Join me for a shower, and then I'll make us some sandwiches. I get hungry after a good fucking."

My mother and I went for a shower, where I ate her out again. We had sandwiches in the kitchen, naked, not even bothered about my Dad. That night, Mom and I made love several more times, and yes, we ate a lot.

Now:

The next morning, I woke up feeling a bit rough around the edges, by which I mean, not my head but my cock. Mom must have gotten up just before I woke up, because the bed was still warm next to me. When I got down to the kitchen, she had some porridge cooking on the stove and a mug of coffee in her hand.

"Morning sleepy head. Why did you get up so early? You could have slept in because today is a public holiday, no classes or work for you or me."

"Mom, the house is not going to clean itself, nor the washing, and I can't leave it all for you to do."

"Baby, I might be old, but I can still do all of that without breaking a sweat. Tell you what, I'll clean inside and you do the outside, lawn, hedges and weeding."

Dad was still sleeping or passed out, whichever the case, in front of the TV. His Vodka glass was still half full, and we knew never to touch it, for some reason, he could never remember what happened the day before, but the state of his glass he remembered clear as day.

We had our porridge, because that's all we could afford for breakfast, and Mom made me a mug of coffee as well. After breakfast, Mom started cleaning indoors, and I worked outside. As I was mowing the lawn, she came out with a bundle of washing to hang on the line.

I had moved our washing line to a secluded spot in the garden, because Mom said she doesn't like the neighbors seeing the condition of our clothes. She said, "We know we're poor, no need to advertise it." She put down the basket and beckoned me closer with her finger. When I got to her, she grabbed me behind the neck and pulled me in for a kiss.

"Good morning, my beautiful boy. I was too scared to kiss you in the kitchen; he might have woken and walked in there."

"I have no problem with that, just as long as you know I love you, it's enough for me. When I walk in and touch your bum or arm, that's my good morning kiss to you. I'm scared as well. Where is he now?"

"Your dad woke up, walked into the kitchen, filled his glass, and said he's going for a shower and to tell you he needs you to go to the bottle store. He never even said good morning or anything, not even a peck on the cheek."

When we finished our chores, Mom and I walked to the bottle store. We were walking hand in hand, fingers interlaced, we couldn't give a fuck what other people thought or said, even our neighbors. We felt so free, it's as if the house closes in on us when Dad's home. We can't talk too loudly, we can't make jokes, and when we go sit with him in the lounge, we dare not speak. Mom and I both love sports, but let's face it, nobody watches sports twenty-four seven. What about news, movies, and soaps?

"Mom, we have to talk about Dad. What can we do to help him? He's going to lose his job and maybe us as well."

"Baby, I've thought about it a lot. He won't listen to a priest; he won't ever listen to us. What else can we do? The only thought that's come to mind is if he drinks too much and ends up in hospital, maybe a doctor could talk some sense into his thick skull."

When we got home, Dad was in one of his moods again. He wanted to know why we took so long, whether I remembered the lawn, and whether his clothing for work had been washed. We decided to stay in the kitchen and pretend we were preparing for supper.

"Will you massage my feet and legs for me tonight?"

"You know I will, Mom, you don't even have to ask anymore. Will you shower before or after your massage?"

"Definitely before, baby."

That night, after dinner, Mom helped me wash the dishes and clean the kitchen while she went for her shower. I finished up and went for my shower as well. This time I put on some lounge shorts and no boxers. When I went downstairs, I checked on Dad first; he'd passed out again.

I've always wanted to know how far gone he was when he passed out, so I took a chance and slammed a book onto the coffee table, no movement. Mom came into the lounge from the kitchen and nearly had a fit, "You want to get us killed?"

"No, I'm checking to see what we can get away with."

When I walked into the kitchen, I only realized then that she was wearing this lovely pink sheer babydoll nightie, through it I could clearly see her ass, so she wasn't wearing panties either. On the kitchen table was a bottle of body lotion and a bottle of pink nail polish. I went and sat cross-legged in front of her on the ground, while she sat on a kitchen chair.

"I didn't know you had sexy nighties like these."

"If your father finds out about this, he'll rip them apart for sure. I bought it about a month ago when I realized I was falling in love with you. Make no mistake, I've always loved you, but about three months ago, when your father was hitting me, you came and stood in front of me, and he took out the rest of his anger on you. That's when I realized I love you more than a mother should love her son. I couldn't help myself, and day by day, I fell deeper in love with you. When I bought this nightie, I knew I wanted you badly. That's when I started seducing you by letting you massage my legs and feet."

"So you've actually fallen in love with me, the same as I did with you?"

"Eddy, a woman can only take so much in life and no more. You've always been there for me. At first, I saw the love in your eyes, then after I started having you massage me, I could see the love and lust there. I knew what I was doing was so wrong on so many levels, but I just had to have you."

"I also knew it was wrong when I started taking peeks at your panties, but I couldn't help myself. I wanted what was behind that piece of material so badly, I'd go to my room after massaging you and masturbate at least twice before I could fall asleep. I'd sit in front of my laptop and look at all the photos of you I downloaded from my phone. You were my goddess, you still are, I worship the ground you walk on. So if that's not wrong, I don't know what is."

I finished her toes and was waiting for the nail polish to dry. "You said you haven't had sex in so long. If I may, how long has it been, Mom?"

"Baby, to be honest, I'm not sure, but it has been longer than two and less than three years."

"Not to be forward or anything..."

"Baby, stop right there. He's drunk and passed out, so we can talk. First off, stop calling me mom every time. Second, you've already fucked the shit out of me, so if you want to ask a question, ask it. I don't want to hide anything from you. From now on, it's you and me, and if we can find some help for your dad, we can discuss our relationship after that. Okay?

"Yes Mia. Would you mind if I called you Angel? I don't want to call you sweetheart, because he used to do that."

"I'd love that baby. Now, how about my massage?"

I started massaging her feet, "As I was saying. How did you get yourself off in these two and a half years, and when?"

"Usually it was in the shower just before bed, I would close my room's door and the bathroom door, so I knew you would or could not hear me. Some nights, I would bite into my pillow and do it. I always had to use my fingers and dream it was you. I had a dildo once, but your dad found it and nearly bit my head off for wasting money. He broke it, then threw it away."

"Well, now you don't have to dream about my fingers anymore; now you can experience them firsthand."

I started massaging her leg's, beginning with the calf of her right one. As soon as I noticed her breathing deepen, I let my hands drift higher, slowly making their way up to her thigh. Her pussy was in full view, and I didn't even care. I was just staring at it.

"Mia, you have a beautiful pussy?" I said.

"That's your opinion, baby, you just massage my leg and we'll take care of my pussy later, you also have a beautiful cock I might add."

"Angel."

"Mmmm."

"I love you so much."

Mia smiled and said, "That's what I still wanted to ask you about. Why me, why don't you get yourself a pretty girl and start dating?"

"Because I fell in love with you, there's no space in my heart for another girl. In any case, they are childish, bitchy, self-absorbed, and full of shit. That's why I love my Angel so much, she has none of the above."

My hands were right next to Mia's pussy, but I didn't touch it; I wanted to get her as hot and bothered as possible. My hands went down to her left calf, and when I lifted her leg, she opened her legs slightly more. I looked at her pussy and it was wide open, I could see the whole of her pussy, her inner labia were short, not as long as some girls I've seen on the porn sites. Her outer labia were swollen, and her clitoris was protruding now, standing proud and the clitoris hood was pulled back slightly.

"Baby, I'm as horny as a cat in heat and my kitty is starting to drip, so whatever you're planning, get on with it."

Her feet were in my lap, her toes were playing with my dick, which was fully engorged at this stage. My left hand was massaging her left leg, and with my right hand, I reached under her babydoll and I slipped my right hand middle finger into her pussy as far as it would go.

"Oh fuck baby, you're going to make me cum, rather finish your massage, on second thoughts, fuck the massage, let's go to your room, NOW."

Mia took the nail polish and bottle of body lotion, so I picked her up and carried her to my room. When I lay her down on the bed, I took the bottles from her hands and placed them on my bedside table.

She wanted to get up, but I pushed her down. I just wanted to look at this beauty on my bed, but when she started getting impatient, I pulled her towards me and slipped off her nightie. I had pulled my lounge shorts down just before I got on the bed.

"You're so beautiful, I can look at you for hours. First, I'm going to eat you, because I am salivating just to taste you, then I'm going to fuck you silly."

"Okay, but this time don't cum in me, I've never tasted you and I want to tonight."

I put my hands under her knees and pulled them up. She pulled her feet up against her ass and opened her legs wide. Then I took position on my stomach with my face right above her beautiful pussy. When I gave the first lick, Mia gave a loud moan. My first instinct was to quiet her down, but then I remembered the book on the coffee table. I was licking her from her clit right down to her perineum.

Tonight I wanted to taste all of her, so I took her by her feet and pushed back so her knees were against her tits. She grabbed hold of her knees, so my hands were free. I licked around her little rosebud, then up to her clit. She started to squirm, her breathing increased and her moaning became louder. After putting my hands on either side of her pussy I pulled her open so I had better access to her clit and the soft flesh inside her pussy.

I gave a few licks up and down from clit to rosebud and back, but when I started sucking on her clitoris she gave a soft squeal. I sucked it between my lips and started nibbling it while taking my right hand and putting my ring and middle finger into her vagina, feeling around for her G-spot.

As soon as I felt it, Mia's ass lifted off the bed, my hand started getting overly wet, so I went down with my mouth and started licking up her juices. She had a musky but sweetish taste to her, even a bit salty and it actually tasted delicious.

"Oh, baby, that was a small one, but at least I came."

That's when I decided I wanted to give her the biggest orgasm of her life. Everything I watched on porn sites was flashing through my mind, and then I remembered one specific one I saw. I pulled my fingers out of her vagina and licked them clean. I put my middle finger back in to get it lubricated and then shoved it into her rosebud up to the first knuckle. She did not expect that, so her hole was relaxed.

But as soon as I did that, she tightened around my finger. When her asshole relaxed, I pushed my finger in deeper, up to the second knuckle.

"Oh fuck, you'll make me cum again just by doing that."

Mia was moaning, and I started eating her pussy, I could feel my pre-cum making soaking the bedsheet. My left hand went to her clit, and I started playing with it, rubbing over it, then pulling on it. I knew it was a sensitive spot, so I did not overdo it. When her asshole relaxed more, I pushed my finger in as far as it would go.

"Fuck baby, there's another one on its way and it's not a small one this time."

My finger in her ass was rubbing against her vaginal wall, my tongue was as deep as I could get it in, and my fingers were playing with her clitoris. This must have been too much for her.

"Baby, I'm going to cum, oooh fuuuck I'm cummiiiiiing oh fuck Eddyyy, oooh fuuuck aaargh."

She let go of her legs, and her hands were clutching the bedsheets; her knuckles were white, she was clutching so hard. I pulled my finger out of her butt and pulled my face away from her pussy, but my fingers were still on her clitoris. Her legs started shaking, so she dropped them on either side of me.

"Whoa, baby, sensitive."

I went to lie down next to my mom; she was an absolute vision of beauty, so I pulled her face closer to mine and kissed her. Our tongues dueled for a minute or two. I was in heaven. I could not believe that my mother and I were having sex. After a while, I bent down and took her nipple in my mouth, sucking it while my one hand was playing with the other boob, squeezing and kneading it.

"Are you enjoying yourself, baby?"

"Yeah, it's firm yet soft. It's nice to hold. If you were my wife, I'd play with them day and night."

"Before you play with them all night. Don't you feel like fucking me first?"

I got between my mom's legs, swiped my cock over her wet pussy a few times to get lubricated. I didn't actually need it because I was leaking pre-cum like a garden hose that hadn't been closed properly.

"Baby, I think you're wet enough. Here, let me guide you in."

She took my cock and lined me up. When I pushed a little, I felt my glans enter her, so I leaned forward onto my elbows on either side of her. Now I could fuck her and play with her titties at the same time.

"How would you like it, soft and tender or hard and fast?" I asked.

"What do you understand under the term fuck me? Last night we made slow and tender love, tonight I want you to fuck me."

And that is just what I did, I slammed my hard, aching cock into her right up to the hilt, my overfull balls slapping against her ass. She made an oomph sound, and I gave her a second or two to adjust to my length and girth. When she interlocked her feet on my back, I knew she was ready. I started fucking her, ramming my cock in and out as fast and as hard as I dared. As if on cue, Mia said.

"Don't worry, I can handle it, now be a man and fuck me good and solid."

I sped up, I was entering her so hard that her head was slamming against my headboard. I pulled her back, took a pillow, and placed it above her head so that it wouldn't hit the headboard so hard. I was still a bit scared Dad would make it upstairs somehow and catch us.

"Oh fuck baby, I can't remember the last time I had a fucking like this, harder, faster."

After about ten minutes, I could not tell the time because my clock had fallen over, and I was breathing heavily. I was going as fast as I could and did not know if I could keep it up any longer. Mia's nails were digging into my shoulders, her breathing was rapid and she was moaning loud and continues. I lay down flat and flipped us over. She got her legs sorted but did not miss a stroke.

"I need a break Angel, keep it up for a while and I'll take you from behind when I've got my breath back."

She was riding me cowgirl now, her hands on my chest and her head thrown back. I grabbed hold of her titties with her nipples between my middle and ring finger, I was squeezing and she was moaning. Her ass slapped against my pelvis. We were both sweating now.

"Fuck baby, this feels so good. Do you like it?"

"Angel, it's every dream I've ever had of you and more, come true."

Mia was riding me hard and she was panting like a racehorse after a race. Her pussy was sliding up and down my shaft, and I could feel her soft walls clamping down on my cock, more than when I was fucking her.

I thought of playing with her clit, but then it would all be over too soon. I placed my hands under her ass, lifted her off me and threw her on her stomach. Then I pulled her up by her hips; her head was on the pillow, and her ass was presented to me, just high enough for me to sit on my knees and insert my cock. I slammed into her and was fucking her at breakneck speed, wondering how much more of this hammering she would take because I could feel that all-familiar feeling coming from as far down as my toes; they were starting to curl.

"Angel, I don't know how much longer I could last because it's creeping upon me now."

Mia was moaning and huffing like mad, then she shouted, "Fuck baby, I'm very close now, please, just don't stop!"

I knew I could not last much longer, so I let go of her hips with one hand, slipped it underneath her, and got hold of her clit. That seemed to be just what she needed. I felt her walls starting to clamp down harder on my cock.

"Oooh fuck Eddyyyy I'm going to cum on that beautiful cock of yours, aaarrgh oh fuck I'm cuuummiiiiing aaargh ooohh I'm fuckin cuummiiiiing aaargh babyyy. Oh fuck, oh fuck ooohh."

As she was cumming, I felt my balls twitching and churning, pulling out of her, I flipped her and straddled her chest, my cock right at her mouth.

"Open up, you said you wanted to taste me."

She opened her mouth and I pushed in about halfway, she closed those luscious lips around my shaft, and her tongue was moving up and down on the underside of my shaft.

"I hope you're ready because here I cum, aaagh fuck, take that, all of it aaargh oooh fuuuuck."

I spewed my semen load after load into my mother's mouth. She did not waste a drop, and I could see her throat moving up and down as she swallowed. After she sucked me dry and I got too sensitive, I fell sideways and lay down beside her. Both of us were panting and sweating. I put my arms around her after she turned to lie on her back, took hold of one side of the bedcover, and pulled it over us. She passed me the bedside clock.

"Set it for five tomorrow morning, your dad's alarm goes off at six, that will give me enough time to go to my bed."

I set the clock and she returned it to the nightstand, turned off the bed lamp, and kissed me goodnight. I was a big spoon, and it felt so good to have her in my arms. The last two days' events were running through my mind when I fell asleep.

When the alarm went off, I nudged Mia to wake up; she was still grumbling and moaning when I leaned over her and turned the alarm off. I'm the kind of person that once I've woken up, I'm up, I can't fall asleep again. Mia got up and went to her bedroom. I followed her and tucked her in, kissed her, I sat with her till she fell asleep, then left for the kitchen.

I had to sneak into the kitchen; I didn't have to switch on the light, even though the microwave was broken, the timer's light was enough for me to see. Our kitchen didn't have a door; there was an archway, so I had no door to close. I really tried to be as quiet as possible when all of a sudden 'thwack.' My face hit the overhead cupboard on the door handle, and my nose started bleeding profusely.

"Why the fuck do you have to wake me at this ungodly hour? Couldn't you wait for six?"

I looked at the clock on the microwave; it was five forty-seven. "Sorry, Dad, it's only thirteen minutes early."

Thwack.

"I don't give a fuck, it's thirteen minutes I could still have been sleeping."

With that last shot, he had floored me, then my mug came flying towards me, and I ducked just in time. That was my big mistake. I was sitting on the floor, and as I ducked, I leaned sideways; his foot struck me full-on in the ribs. I just muttered an "oof" and was out like a light.

When I came by, I switched on the kitchen light, cleaned up the blood as well as the broken mug, and tried to make coffee once again. Dad walked in fully dressed for work, took the kettle and filled his flask, not saying a single word. I refilled the kettle and boiled it again, and heard Dad leave through the front door. I cringed every time I moved; my ribs and face were on fire.

All of a sudden, I heard, "Good morning, baby. Has the Grinch left for work yet?"

I turned, "Morning, Angel, yes, he just left."

"Oh my god, baby, what happened to your face?" She yelled.

"Dad happened, apparently I woke him up, I was as quiet as a mouse, did not even have time to start the kettle yet."

After Mia ran up the stairs, she came back with cotton wool and the first aid kit. First, she plugged my nose for the bleeding, and she also sanitized my cut. "Baby, we have to do something about his drinking. While you're at college today, try to think of something or someone that might be able to help."

When I came back from college, I kept thinking what to do, still nothing came to mind, just then my phone rang and I saw it was our neighbor Mr. Murphy, he asked me to come over to help him with his lawnmower, it wouldn't start.

We were working on the engine when all of a sudden, an idea came to me, a painful one, but still an idea. I just hoped it would work.

"Mr. Murphy, could I ask you a favour?"

"After the help you just gave me, name it."

"Mr. Murphy, tonight, when you hear noise and shouting. Could you call the cops and an ambulance?"

"Eddy, what the hell?"

"It's better if you don't know the details, sir, just call if you hear anything, please."

Normally, Mom comes home first, then Dad an hour after her, he had his bottle and glass, sitting in his usual spot with the TV on sports. I had just started supper when Mia came home. She whispered, "Hey, baby, I missed you today." And kissed me on the lips.

I pulled away from her and whispered, "Hey, Angel. Aren't you scared he might walk in here?"

"How long has he been home?"

"I helped John next door with his lawnmower, and when I got back, he was already in front of the TV, so my guess is just over three hours."

"Did he say why he was so early?"

"Mia, have you seen his face, his eyes? If looks could kill, I wouldn't be standing in front of you."

We had our supper and cleaned the kitchen, and we went for a shower, separate showers, I might add. When we met up in the kitchen, I was glad to see Mia had her old nightie and gown on.

I didn't whisper, but in a low voice I asked, "Have we got enough disinfectant, antibacterial ointment, and gauze?

"Yes, we have more than enough, after he hit you in the face with the glass last time I refilled our first aid kit and even bought extra from the overtime I worked the week before last. Why do you ask?"

"Do you love me, I mean, really, really love me?"

"Baby, you're scaring me, yes, I do. Why do you ask?"

"As long as you love me. I've been thinking long and hard today. He refuses to see a counselor at work, he refuses to see a shrink or a priest, and he refuses to go to rehab. I'm going to do something so stupid, even I can't believe I'm going to do it. Just know one thing, I'm doing this for us, not just you and me but him included."

I got up from my chair, "Baby, I don't know what you're planning, you're scaring me big time."

I calmed her down and asked her to make us some coffee, just to get her to think of something else and take her mind off the present danger I'm going to face.

As I walked to the lounge, I heard her bustling with the kettle and mugs. I went and stood by my dad, "Hey Dad. How was work today?"

He looked up and smirked.

I said, "You were home early today. Any specific reason?"

Now I knew deep inside me what was going to happen, so I tried to brace myself, mentally I was ready, I just hoped my body was ready.

He got up from his seat, glass in hand, but before he was even fully erect, the glass smashed against the side of my face. Before I could move, he had me by my hair at the back of my head.

Then the blows to my face followed, word for word, "It's, got, fuckall, to, do, with, you..."

My legs had given up on me at 'you', but he was holding me up by my hair, so I just hung there, while two more blows fell.

Suddenly, I heard Mia. A scream erupted... sharp and bloodcurdling. Her scream cut through the air from deep in her throat; she had the broom in her one hand and a breadknife in the other, "Get your fucking hands off my son, you fucking drunk, I'll kill you."

Dad let go of me, and I hit the ground like a sack of potatoes. I had one thing going for me, and that was the one thing I intentionally did not do; I never raised my voice or my hands at my dad.

It must have been three minutes after Mia's scream when we heard sirens, and another minute before I could see the red and blue lights reflecting off the ceiling. I heard car doors slam, and the next moment the front door flew open. First was Mr. Murphy, then three cops, guns in hand. Mia dropped the broom and knife, stormed me and started fussing over me, Dad just sat down, not even looking at anybody, just at the TV.

After the cops calmed Mia down and got the whole story, they helped Dad to stand and cuffed him. They read him his rights and took him to their car. Mr. Murphy just stood there shaking his head.

He said, "Eddy, you look like shit, either you're the bravest young man or the stupidest I know. If you need, I'll testify in court." Then he left.

One officer came back and asked if we wanted to lay charges against Dad. Mia said no, but I said yes through my swollen lips.

After Mia and I got back from the police station, we called Dad's workplace, and they thanked us for informing them and told us he had been suspended for drinking on the job, pending review.

"Tonight I'm going to take care of my brave, stupid, but also very clever baby. I'm going to give you a nice hot bath, then I'll take care of your wounds and any other pains you might have. I promise, I'll kiss every sore place on your body."

"Angel, you can start on my lips, just not too hard."

She started kissing me lightly all over my face while leading me up the stairs. She was walking backwards, and I was following. I thought we were on our way to my room, but as soon as we got to her room door, she opened it and led me in.

"Welcome to OUR bedroom, my love."

I looked around the room, "Are you sure? What about Dad?"

"Your father hasn't slept in this bed for over six months; he's in jail. You asked to speak to the judge before his trial. By the way, what was that all about?"

"I know it's his first offence, I read on the internet that he could get bail, and he might just get a slap on the wrist. I was thinking of asking the judge whether he could sentence him to a rehab center for a few months."

She filled the bath and put some bath salts in; the whole bathroom and room smelled of lavender. When I climbed into the bath, she excused herself and went to her closet. I heard the door open and close, and when she got back, she had a bottle of bubbly in her hand.

"This has been lying in my closet for over a year now. Would you care to join me in a glass or two?"

"Angel, if it will lighten the pain, I'll have the whole bottle with you."

"Hang on, I'll fetch us two glasses." Mia said.

"It's in a glass already, we might as well have it as is. That is, if you don't mind drinking out of the bottle; otherwise, you can fetch us some."

Mia put the bottle on the edge of the bath, got undressed, and got in the bath. I slid down a bit and opened my legs. She sat down and leaned back, so I put my arms around her and squeezed her.

"I love you so much, Mia. Thanks for doing so much for me."

"Oh no, you don't, I'm the one who has to thank you. For what you've done today, for what you've done for me over the last two years. Every time there was a fight, you took the beatings, you stood in front of me when he hit me or wanted to hit me. If I knew what your plans were tonight, I would have stopped you by tying you up. Yes, I love you too, much more than a mother should. But I can't help myself anymore. I love you with all my heart."

She leaned her head back and gave me a gentle kiss on my swolen lips. She then turned around and was sitting opposite me, washcloth and soap in hand.

"Lift your foot and I'll start here, I know we've showered earlier, but I want to do something for you as well. You can open that bottle for us."

I opened the bottle and handed it to her; she took a swig of it and handed it back to me. As I took the first drink, I nearly pissed in the bath, fuck, my mouth was on fire. I asked Mia to have a look, and she confirmed that there were three open gashes. Well, if it doesn't kill me, it'll heal me, I think.

She washed my whole body, then she started on my face. Oh, my god, I thought I was going to have a dump in the bath or piss in it. I was in total pain.

"Bear with me a little longer, baby, I know it hurts like hell, I'm almost done."

"Did you have to put in bath salts instead of bubble bath?"

"The salt will help with the cleaning and healing. I'm sorry, I should have warned you, but I promise I'll make it up to you in a few minutes."

I wanted to bathe her as well, but she just said, "You can do that tomorrow night; tonight I want to pamper you."

We got out of the bath, and she put ointment on all my wounds and plasters where necessary or possible. When I looked in the mirror, I looked like something from a horror show or movie. At this stage, we were both still naked, and when I reached for my boxers, she slapped my hand. "Until your father gets home, those will be off limits or optional, depending on the situation."

She continued, "When your face is healed up a bit, we're taking some of his money and going for dinner at some nice restaurant."

"But how? He's the only one who knows his PIN for his bank card, and he doesn't have a credit card."

"Leave it to me, you found a way to get him help, I'll find a way to get his money."

I was standing at the edge of the bed. Mia lifted her hands to my chest and pushed me back. I didn't stop her and just fell backwards. I pulled myself back so I was on the bed completely, and she climbed on as well, crawling toward me like a lioness ready for the kill, her legs on either side of my body.

When her face was above mine, I tried to lift my head and kiss her, but my head felt like a twenty-pound medicine ball and it hurt like hell, so I lay back down. Mia brought her lips down onto mine very carefully and kissed me. It was so tender, I almost forgot about the pain. I opened my swollen lips, and our tongues met halfway.

This was not what should have happened between mother and son, but I couldn't give a damn anymore, I had fallen head over heels in love with my mother, so far most of my dreams had come true. The only thing I wanted now, other than to fuck her, was that she would bear my child. But I still had to discuss it with her, even this path we have taken. Where does she want it to lead?

She took my cock in her hand, and I thought she was going to impale herself onto my sword, but I was mistaken. She crawled back in reverse, bent down, and put those luscious lips of hers around the head of my cock. The feeling was from another world or a dream. Her eyes were locked onto mine the whole time. I took a pillow and put it under my head so I could keep watching her.

She lowered her head a bit, and then her tongue went around the rim of my glans. Every now and then, she would flick her tongue over the glans and then up and down the frenulum. Every time returning to the rim around my cockhead. After a while, her head and mouth went down more. I could feel the tip of my cock scraping against her palate, and then she gagged.

Mia started moving her head up and down now, but she moved it at an angle to keep watching me and to make my head scrape against her palate the whole time. I could see the love in her eyes. I knew she was in love with me, and I could feel it too. Mia started moving her head up and down faster now, and every time she went down, she would take more of my cock into her mouth.

Then I felt it go into her throat, and she stopped when I was in completely and would hold me there. It was only a few seconds, but she'd pull back up, catch her breath, and go down again till her nose touched my trimmed pubic hair; she had all of me inside her mouth. When she came up for air again, she didn't go down; instead, her tongue started sliding up and down my shaft.

She winked at me and then went to my balls. She first sucked one into her mouth, rolled it around a few times, then pulled off with a plop, then it was over to the other one. After rolling it around a few times, it also came out with a plop. Then she took both into her mouth; it was a tight fit, but she managed. She let go of my balls, and her mouth was taking my cock in again. She took hold of my cock with one hand and the other was cupping my balls, her lips forming a tight 'O' on my shaft.

I knew she meant business when her head started going up and down faster, her hand moving up and down in the same rhythm as her mouth, and the other hand playing with my balls.

"Fuck, Angel, if you keep up with that speed, I'm going to cum soon."

She just looked at me and winked. I could feel the tingling starting in my toes and moving up my legs. I could feel my orgasm was imminent, so I warned her.

"Mia, it's coming and it's coming fast."

She looked at me and her eyes smiled at me. That's when she gave it all she had. I could feel my balls pulling up, and I shouted, "Oh fuck, Angel, I'm going to cum here, it comes!"

She didn't stop; she kept going. "Angelll, I'm cumming oooh fuuck I'm cumming aah oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuuuck."

I shot load after load into her mouth, and not a drop was wasted. I saw her throat bobbing up and down as she swallowed my pearly white cum, but when I was done, she started milking every last drop out of my shaft. Eventually, I could not handle the sensitivity anymore, so I tapped her on her head. She stopped but kept her mouth tight around my cock, pulling off of me. When she came to the top, she squeezed me to get the last few drops of cum out, then licked me clean.

She crawled back up to me and kissed me. At first, I didn't want to open my mouth but relented and opened. I tasted myself for the first time ever, I thought to myself, of what I've heard the guys talk, that they couldn't see why women won't kiss after they ate their pussy's, because I really did not find the taste offensive at all.

After we came up for breath, Mia said, "That was round one of many rounds tonight. Do you think you're up for it?"

"If it's with you, I can't see why not. I love you, Mia."

"I love you, too, Edward."

As we lay on the bed holding each other, Mia's free hand started roaming all over my body. Eventually, it was on my cock, and she started alternating between stroking me and rolling my balls in those soft hands of hers. I could feel my cock starting to stiffen, then she pushed me onto my back, came and lay on top of me, and started kissing me again.

Mia lifted her hips, put her hand in between our bodies, and took hold of my cock. She put the tip right at her entrance, swept it up and down her wet pussy a few times, then slid back right onto my shaft. She was so soft, so velvety, slightly tight but not overly so.

She put her hands on my chest and started pushing herself up into cowgirl style. When I saw her tits dangling just above my face, I repositioned the pillow under my head, adding another, so that now my mouth could reach her nipples. She started moving up and down my shaft, and I took one of her nipples in my mouth and started sucking on it.

"This takes me back so many years, baby, watching you suck these same nipples. The nights were long because you would start crying, and I'd start feeding you. You used to fall asleep halfway through your feeding, and as soon as I pulled my tittie out of your mouth, you'd start crying again."

I took her breasts in both hands and started kneading them. Then I replaced one hand with my mouth again, and that hand went to her clitoris. As soon as I found it, I started rubbing all around it with my thumb.

"Oh fuck baby, don't stop."

Mia was starting to breathe more rapidly now, and her moaning got louder as well. This time, I did not have to worry about the noise, maybe from the neighbors, but at this stage, I couldn't give a fuck, Mia had given me some strong pain meds, and it gave me that happy-go-lucky feeling. So if the neighbors did try to complain, screw them.

I put my arms around her and pulled her in towards me. As soon as she was flat on me, I flipped us both around. Now I was on top and in the mood to fuck. I had to let go of my frustrations, my body aches, my lips are swollen, my one eye is almost swollen shut, Dad's in prison because of me, even if I did it to help him.

"Angel, I'm in the mood to fuck. We can make love later. Are you up for it?"

"Get it out of your system, baby, let it go, as you said, we can always make love later."

After she said that, I started hammering into her, picking up speed as I went. Our hips were banging into each other, and I was a man on a mission; I had a lot of frustration to get rid of. Mia's breathing and moaning increased exponentially.

"Oh fuck baby my first orgasm of the night is here, oh fuck, oooh fuuck, aaahh babyyy, I'm cumming, fuck, fuck, fuck, aaarrggh."

I didn't stop, I kept going, I wanted to give her at least two more orgasms before it was my turn to cum. I bent my head down and took a nipple in my mouth. At first, I sucked on it, then I took it between my teeth and pulled it. She let go of a squeal I've never heard from her. As I went for the other nipple, her legs shot up and she wrapped them around my waist, her feet interlocking on my back. I could feel her legs starting to shake a little, then another squeal. Her nails were biting into my back as she gripped me.

"Oh my god, baby, give it to me hard, I love it when you do that. I can feel another orgasm building up very fast... ooohh fuuck."

Now I was hammering it, her tits were wobbling, and her head was hitting the headboard, which in turn was hitting the wall with a bang, bang, bang. I wanted to flip her to take her doggy style, but I waited for her to have this orgasm first. She was leaking fluids so much that where my balls were slapping her ass, they were soaking wet. Every time there was a little breeze, I felt it cool my ballsack.

"Baby, it's coming, I can feel it, it's close now."

I felt her pussy clamp down on my cock. As this started happening, I knew she was getting close, and the harder I fucked her, the more I sweat. Looking down at her body, I saw that she was sweating just as profusely as I was. Her pussy started clamping my cock faster and tighter. I bent down and kissed her.

She gasped into my mouth, "Oh fuck baby here it comes, oooh fuucck I'm cuuming fuuuck, oh fuuck, I'm cumming all over that incredible cock of yours, oooh ffuuuucck, Eddyyy."

Mia's feet unhooked, and her legs dropped to the mattress. She pulled them up and was lying spread-eagled. I pulled out of her because I wanted to turn her for doggy style.

But as I started pulling out, "Nooo, don't you dare, you haven't cum yet!" she shouted.

"Don't worry, get on all fours and assume the position."

"Oooh, I love doggy, you reach places that do things for me."

She turned, her ass in the air and her head on the pillow, her head turned sideways to try and keep eye contact. I lined my cock up, took her by her hips, and slammed into her. Mia gave an 'oopf' and I started riding her. My hips were slapping against her ass, my balls were slapping against her pussy and she gave loud moans between her squeals.

"Fuck baby, I wish this could last forever," Mia shouted.

I said, "So do I, but it's like you said, we have all night."

I was picking up speed, and I could feel the friction against her walls was having an effect on me because that all-familiar tingle was starting down in my toes again.

"Angel, are you close? I asked, "Because I am."

"Pretty close, baby!"

That's when my one hand left her hip and I bent forward, my hand searching for her clit. As soon as I found it, I took it between my thumb and forefinger and started lightly pulling it.

"Noo, no, no, that's cheating," she cried out.

"It's not cheating, I only want you to cum the same time as me."

Mia was gripping the bedsheets, her knuckles were turning white, and she pushed back her ass, meeting my inward strokes about halfway. I felt my cock bumping into her cervix and also heard it by her constant uh, uh, uh, sounds. I don't know how long we were going at it, because really, who watches a clock when they're fucking, it might have been thirty minutes, maybe less or more, who knows, and who cared, we were both enjoying ourselves.

The tingling feeling was moving from my toes up my legs now, and I knew I was getting close to ejaculation. I slammed into Mia faster and harder. I was leaning over her back, and my other hand went to her nipple. I was now pulling on her nipple and her clitoris.

"Ooooh fuucck babyyy, I'm goin to cuuumm, fuucck, I'm cummiiiiing, aaarrgg."

As she screamed that, my floodgates opened and I started shooting my load of pearly white juice.

"Angel I'm cuuummiiing oooh fuuuck, oh fuck aaah."

I didn't stop fucking her, but eventually I had to because her legs gave way under our combined weight and we both crashed down on the bed. As I fell down onto her, I didn't want to crush her, so I rolled off. I grabbed her arms and pulled her half body onto me. She just lay there with her head on my chest, her one arm tucked under my neck.

We were both heaving and gulping for air. She lifted her head, looked me in the eyes and said, "I love you so much, baby, that was one great fuck. After we've had a rest, I'll go make us some sandwiches and we can wash it down with the leftover Champaign."

I just smiled at her and her cravings for food after sex. After a while, I heard a soft snore and thought to myself, 'She said we have all night.' I saw a nipple sticking out and gave it a hard pull.

"Oouuch, what was that for?"

"You were snoring!"

"I wasn't, I was only resting my eyes."

"Yeah, yeah, come on, let's go make you a sandwich."

"It's not only for me, I was the one wanting to pamper you for the night, but then you went and took over, so you have to replenish your strength as well as your energy."

We went down to the kitchen, and Mia made us some sandwiches. I had to run back upstairs to fetch the bottle of bubbly. We were both naked, sitting at the kitchen table, chatting as if it were an everyday occurrence. It felt wonderful to sit and chat aloud, without looking over our shoulders for when Dad would go apeshit again, because of the noise. We even laughed and made jokes. It's been such a long time since I've seen her laugh and be so carefree.

"Come on, young man, time for the next round, that is, if you can keep up with your old mom."

I slapped her ass as she walked past me, "I can keep up, but can my sexy, not-so-old Mom keep up?"

She grabbed my hand and just about dragged me upstairs. We made love for a long time, if I'm not mistaken, I came twice more, and Mia had seven more orgasms before we were both unable to carry on.

The next morning, I woke up feeling like a train with all its wagons had run over me. Mia was nowhere to be seen, but then I heard her singing in the kitchen, and I could smell bacon. I can't remember the last time I smelled bacon in our house. When I tried to get up, it felt like someone was pulling me back into bed.

I heaved and huffed but got up and went to the en suite to relieve myself, but when I looked in the mirror, I was shocked at what I saw. My one eye was swollen shut, and my lips looked like I had an overdose of Botox. Fuck, could one man have done all this to me?

When I had washed my hands and face, I strolled down to the kitchen. Mia had on the most beautiful summer dress, "And this?" I asked, pointing at her dress, then at the stove.

"Just something I did for my lover. I got my paycheck yesterday; fortunately, your Dad hadn't asked me for it yet, so I walked to the store this morning and got us some bacon, eggs, and sliced bread for breakfast. I saw this dress and thought you might like to see me in something like this, so I got it."

"It's beautiful and you look great in it, but you won't be wearing it for long, though."

"No... or rather not yet, I know what's going on in that head of yours, and I see in your little head as well. It's getting excited over nothing, because the police called here and asked that we bring your father a clean set of clothes and a suit to appear in front of the Judge, for his arraignment on Monday."

She continued, "I also want you to get your shaving bag that you last used for your camping trip with your friends, and make up a kit for your dad with all the necessities. We can do that after breakfast, though."

After breakfast, Mia asked me where I was going, so I told her I was going for a shower and shave.

"Bring your things over to my bathroom, then we can shower together. Or would you rather shower alone?"

"I'll meet you in your shower in five, and I'll shave after my shower."

"We can go out for dinner tonight." She said.

"Where will the money come from, Mother dearest? I haven't gone to collect my paycheck yet. And what about this face?"

"I've already got a plan. Remember the other day he was complaining about socks and T-shirts? Your face we can use some of my limited supply of makeup."

I just smiled at her and shook my head, "I'm going to make up his toiletry bag, you go get some clothes in a duffle bag."

After we visited Dad, Mia came out with a smile on her face, "Guess what? The number for his bankcard has been under our noses all the time."

"Don't tell me... his birthday?"

"No. What's written on his bag he takes to work?" She asked.

"Fuck, his employee clock number."

"Bingo, we're going for dinner tonight. I think you should call that Greek restaurant close to my workplace, table for two, dark corner, let's say seven tonight."

On our way home, we stopped off at my workplace, I collected my paycheck, and told Mia that she should drive us to the mall. I took her to a women's clothing store and bought her a beautiful black dress for our dinner date.

When we got home, as soon as I was indoors, I took her into my arms and started kissing her.

"Huh-uh, nope, no hanky panky till tonight, I want you to save your energy, because you'll need it. You can find us a movie to watch, and I'll make us some sandwiches. I think there are some beers in the fridge, they've been there since your dad started drinking Vodka. We can eat and cuddle, that's all."

While we were having our sandwiches, something hit me like a sledgehammer: "Are you on any contraceptives, Angel?"

"Don't you think it's a bit late to ask me that? And no, I'm not, we've been lucky so far. Why do you ask? Are you afraid I might get pregnant?"

"No, it's not that, it only struck me now that I've never asked you, and yes, it would be wonderful if you could bear my children. But what about Dad? He'd know immediately because you said you can't remember the last time you guys had sex."

"You just said children. Do you want more than one?" Mia asked.

"Angel, it's just a figure of speech, but if we could, why not?"

The conversation died down, and we spent the afternoon watching movies. At least I got to grope her pussy and tits a few times. Even in the shower, she wouldn't let me play a little; we washed each other, but as soon as I tried anything, she'd pull away.

"Hold your horses, young man, I'll make you an offer. Tonight at the restaurant, you can decide on whether we will be having dessert there or here at home."

"That's a no-brainer, obviously here at home, but if they have any good desserts there, we might as well have some there as well, seeing that Dad will be paying the bill."

I was standing in the lounge waiting when Mia came down the stairs, I used some of her make-up to try and cover the ugly parts on my face. She was absolutely beautiful, dressed in her halter-neck black dress I'd bought her, and I could see that she did not have a bra on. I just stood there with my mouth open. It's the first time I've ever seen her look so beautiful. It's then that I realized how domineering my dad was.

"Angel, you are the most beautiful woman ever; you're going to draw quite a few men's attention tonight."

"You really think so, baby, and on that topic, I'm glad you called me Mia, tonight I'm your date, and if you call me Mom once, there will be no sex for you when we get home."

At the restaurant, we ordered a bottle of wine. We had our little booth with low lighting, and it was just wide enough for the two of us sitting opposite each other. At first, the music was playing softly in the background, but then we saw a few couples getting up and going to the center, where there was a reasonably sized dance floor. We noticed everyone had a white dinner plate in their hands. When the volume was turned up, a guy went and stood in the center and started to dance.

Everybody was watching him, and then they began to copy what he was doing. Soon, the plates started smashing on the floor, and I could see the excitement on Mia's face. I stood up, took the two plates off our table, and held out my hand. She jumped up enthusiastically and even started pulling me to the dance floor.

We laughed and danced when they brought out a trolley with stacks of plates on it. Everybody grabbed more plates and smashed them. This went on for about ten minutes, after which we returned to our booth. Mia was flustered, and she had a light sheen of sweat over her shoulders and breasts, the parts that were exposed.

When our waiter arrived, we ordered. Mia had Moussakas with lamb mince and eggplant, whereas I had the lamb Souvlaki and Tzatziki with Dolmades. The food was exceptional. Mia and I kept looking into each other's eyes and smiling. I don't think, or should I rather say, I've never seen her so happy.

While driving home, at first Mia's hand was on my thigh, but then she moved it over my cock, which was already semi-hard in anticipation of what was to come. She started rubbing over it, and the more she rubbed, the harder I got. At this stage, my dick was straining against my slacks.

"You're killing me, it's starting to hurt, either you stop or take it out because it's getting uncomfortable now."

"We can't have him hurting you."

With that, she pulled my zipper down and pulled out my cock, which formed a drop of pre-cum, so she bent over and licked it up.

"Mmmm, tasty, can't wait to get home."

As I turned into our driveway, Mia's seatbelt came off and she was sitting ready with her cutch in her hands. When I stopped, she told me to remember to put my dick away, opened her door, and was halfway to the front door when I caught up with her. I grabbed her and picked her up. She squealed but threw her arms around my neck, laying her head against my shoulder.

She said, "I just hope the neighbors are minding their own business."

"With the squeal you just gave, I wouldn't be surprised if everybody was looking out their windows."

As soon as we were indoors, I locked the door, picked her up, and threw her over my shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Once again, that squeal, and then my phone rang; it was our neighbor, Mr. Murphy, wanting to know if everything was okay. I explained that we went for dinner, and Mom was just in a playful mood. He was relieved and said he was glad to hear that, at least now there was happiness in this house.

I carried Mia up the stairs and into her room; oh I forgot, our room, she was giggling like a schoolgirl the whole way. When I got to the foot end of the bed, I put her down, facing me. I stepped closer and put my arms around her and undid the catch of her dress, then pushed it off her shoulders. The dress fell to the floor, and she stood there just in a black thong. I took a step back and just looked at her. She stood there, her arms hanging beside her.

She looked me in the eyes and asked, "What?"

"I still can't get over how beautiful you are and how much I love you."

I started undoing the buttons of my shirt when she dropped to her knees, undid my belt, the button, and pulled the zip down. She pulled both my pants and boxers down in one go, and when I lifted my feet, she took my slip-ons off in the same motion as pulling my pants off.

When I pulled my shirt off, her one hand was playing with my ballsack, and the other was stroking my dick, her soft lips went over the crown of my cock. She flicked her tongue over my frenulum, that sensitive part under my glans, which caused a tingle to run from my balls to my toes. My cock jerked, and Mia just held on tighter, but she took more of my cock into her mouth. She gagged slightly and pulled back a little, and then started bobbing her head up and down, making sure my head scraped against the ridges of her pallet.

The feeling was sensational. I arched my back and tried to push deeper into her mouth, but she pulled away, "Hu uh," was all that came from her. She took the hand that was holding my cock away, placing it on my ass and started going deeper with her mouth. I could feel my head starting to go into her throat. Her lips tightened around my shaft, and her other hand holding my balls was now rolling them in her hand like poker dice.

For some reason, Mia couldn't take all of me in, all the other times she could, but not tonight. I didn't care, as long as the sensations I was experiencing were there.

"Angel, are you ready for my load? I think it's going to be a big one because I've been wanting to fuck you since this morning."

"Uh huh," she said.

Her head started going up and down faster. She took her thumb, forefinger, and middle finger of her hand that was on my ass and placed them at the root of my shaft, jacking me off in correspondence with the movement of her head.

I cried out, "Oh fuck, Angel, it's getting close now, I'm going to cum down your throat."

She looked up at me, winked, and bobbed her head even faster. Her hand wasn't rolling my balls anymore; she was squeezing and pulling down on my ballsack. She didn't pull very hard; it was just before becoming painful.

My toes curled, my balls ached, my back arched, and a drop of sweat ran down my cheek, "Mia, I'm going to cum, oh fuck here it comes, aaahh fuuuck, I'm cumming oh fuck, fuck fuuucck ooooh, I'm cuuummiiiing!"

My legs were shaking now as I delivered my load into my mothers's throat. After the second shot, she pulled back a bit, and I felt her tongue on my frenulum again. I looked down and saw the movement of her throat. I knew she was trying her best to swallow everything. A drop or two ran out of the corner of her mouth and dropped on her tit.

After she had sucked me dry and licked me clean, she scooped the cum on her titty and licked it off her finger, "Mmmm, tasty, so tasty, can't waste this."

My legs were still wobbly, so I got on the bed and lay down, Mia followed, her head on my chest and one leg over my leg, her titty on my midriff.

I started to play with her nipple. "What time do we have to be in court on Monday?"

"Baby, let's not discuss that tonight, tonight is our night. Forget about court, forget about your father, forget about everyone and everything but you and me, please. We can discuss that tomorrow, if you don't mind."

She continued, "Now let's see if we can get this bad boy started again. Or is it too soon?"

"I'm not sure, tell you what, come put your pussy over my face and you can see if you can get him started."

She pushed herself up and turned around. Mia placed her legs on either side of my shoulders and lowered herself until she felt my tongue on her slit. Her lips were wet and glistening. When I gave that first lick, there was a sudden intake of air and a soft moan. My tongue circled around her clit, and she was licking my balls, then up and down my shaft. I could feel my cock hardening, but I wanted to make her cum first.

I brought my hand around to her ass and felt around for her pink little pucker, and as soon as I touched it, a louder moan came from her. Bringing my hand down a bit, my fingers touched her pussy, so I stuck my finger in and it came out all wet, so I pulled back up and shoved it into her anus, up to the first knuckle.

"Oooh, mmmm, I like that."

I pushed in till the next knuckle, and then I started finger fucking her butthole. I kept on licking and sucking on her clit, and as soon as I took her clitoris between my lips and pulled while still licking the part in my mouth, she started to buck on my face. Her juices were flowing freely now, and I just could not get enough of it. I covered her pussy with my mouth and sucked for all I was worth.

"Oh fuck, baby, I'm cumming, aaahh fuuuck, oh babyyy, I'm cummiiiing, oh fuck, fuck, fuck, aaahh."

Mia rolled over onto the bed next to me, so I turned and lay next to her. I lifted my head, leaned over, and kissed her. "Are you ready for more?"

"Still a bit sensitive, give me two minutes, then I want you inside me."

She was lying there breathing heavily, so I played with her nipples. "Mmm, that feels so good. I'm ready now. How do you want me?"

"I'm not fussy. What do you prefer?"

She said, "Baby, I like to look at your face and eyes, so it's either cowgirl or missionary."

"Okay, cowgirl, because I like playing with your tits and clit." I said.

Mia climbed on top of me and positioned herself, her pussy right above my cock. She took it in that soft hand of hers, swiped it up and down her slit a few times, then pushed back onto me. The feeling was sensational, and the deeper my cock went, the tighter her walls became. They might have been tight, but they were still soft and velvety.

She placed her hands on either side of my shoulders, looked me in the eyes, and started moving up and down my shaft. My hands went for her titty's, she leaned down and started kissing me. When I opened my mouth, our tongues collided, and it turned into a fiery, passionate kiss.

She was riding me like a cowboy trying to break in a bronco. I met her halfway with every down stroke she made; her ass and my torso were slapping into each other, and the slap, slap sound could be heard throughout the room, echoing from the empty bathroom.

Breathlessly, she said, "You feel so fucking good inside me, and not to mention your stamina. Your dad was the same old, same old guy all his life, wham bam, roll over and sleep. We never ever had foreplay, he said it was vulgar."

"So you're telling me he has never eaten your pussy or cum down your throat?"

"Never. I can count on one hand the number of orgasms your father gave me in all these years. As a matter of fact, in this last week, you've given me more orgasms than your father ever has."

I said, "Well, tonight you've had one and I intend to give you at least three more."

With that, my one hand went down to her clitoris and I started rubbing over it and circling all around while pinching and pulling on her nipples alternating between them.

"Oh fuck, baby, I'm going to cum on this cock of yours if you keep that up."

And so I did, her movements got faster, so did mine, and we were fucking like there was no tomorrow. Sweat was starting to glisten on her skin, and her breathing became erratic.

"Oh fuck baby, I'm going to cum on this beautiful cock of yours," she screamed, "oh fuck oooh fuuuck, I'm cumming baby, I'm cummiiiing aaarrh ooohh fuuuck."

I pulled her down onto me and flipped us. Now I was on top, and I did not relent. She brought her legs up, folded them around my waist, and interlocked her feet. I wanted to give her another orgasm. Because I've just cum a short while ago, I knew that I would last a bit longer this time around.

We were seriously fucking now; we were both sweaty, but that did not deter me from my mission. I had to make her cum before I did.

"Harder, baby, give me everything you've got!"

And that's just what I did, our hips were slapping into each other, our breathing increased, and the sweat was running down both of our faces. I crawled a bit forward on my knees and was just about fucking vertically down at this stage. Mia cried out and moaned continuously now, "Ag, ag, ag, aah, ag, squeal, arg, arg. It wasn't long before she gave one long squeal.

She shouted, "Oh fuck baby, here it cooomes, I'm going to cum all over that big cock of yours, I'm cumming, aaarg aahh, babyyy, I'm cummiiing oooohh fuuuck, fuck, oh fuck."

I heard and felt my cock squishing in and out of her, and then it was my turn, "Fuck Angel, I'm going to cum, no, I'm cuuummiiing aaarg oooh fuuuuck." And I shot load after load into my mother, it almost felt like there was no end to it.

Mia's pussy was clamping down on my shaft as if she were trying to drain every drop from me. I kept going for a while longer until the sensitivity got too much. I dropped down onto her and supported myself on my elbows. I just lowered my head and started kissing her, everywhere I found an open spot, cheeks, lips, eyes, ears, and forehead.

"Mia, from now on, you're my woman. I'm staking my claim here, and I don't care what society or our neighbors or anyone thinks or says. You are mine."

"Baby, as long as you want me, I'll be yours, just don't ever hurt me intentionally."

"Mia, you are my Angel, and I would never even think of doing that."

My cock slipped out of her so I rolled off her and we lay there holding each other. It wasn't long before I heard a faint snore coming from her, so I put out the bedside lamp, pulled the sheets over us, and fell asleep.

Sunday morning, we made love, had a shower, and went looking for a diner. Why not? We had Dad's PIN for his card, and we've never been to a diner before; we couldn't afford it. Mia and I had a breakfast that I thought would last us till supper time. We laughed and talked, held hands and whispered sweet nothings to each other. Even the waitress thought we were a nice couple.

After breakfast, we went and bought new underwear and T-shirts for Dad and took them to him. He looked very bad and wanted to call his boss, but we told him that we were not allowed to bring in mobile phones, we had to hand everything in, except his clothes.

Dad said, "I need a drink and I can't fucking have one. I hope you fuckers aren't spending my money. What's this I hear about you wanting to speak to the judge before my trial?"

I got up and turned to leave, "Don't turn your fucking back on me, boy!" he shouted.

I turned and faced him, "Listen, you self-centered prick, you do realise that your future is hanging on what I want to say or ask the judge. And know this, whatever is decided in court tomorrow morning, if you so much as look at me wrong when you get out, I'll beat you like you did me. If you ever lift or try to lift your hands to Mia again, I will kill you. And by the way, you aren't even worth being called Dad or my father, you piece of shit."

At this stage, he was fuming, "Who gave you permission to call your mother by her name?" he screamed.

Mia said, "I did, Adam," then she said in a low voice, "and by the way, he's a better fuck than you ever were; he even eats my pussy."

I thought he was going to rip the table he was cuffed to out of the floor.

"You fucking bastards, just wait till I get out of here!" he screamed.

I had to get the last word in, "IF you get out, remember, my words, your future." I said, then turned and walked out of the room.

As we were driving home, Mia started to giggle, and then she burst out laughing, the tears were running down her cheeks as she laughed, "Did... did you see his face when I told him you're a better fuck than him. I've never seen him so red in the face, and when you told him you'd kill him if he ever touched me again. I could see an old steam train whistle in my mind's eye when I looked at his ears; he was boiling, ready to explode."

I couldn't help but laugh with her. I must say he was furious. Well, we laughed all the way home.

To be continued...