Anne and Petteri Pt. 04

All characters are over 18 years old. This story is pure fiction. I have published this earlier in Finnish elsewhere.

The Saga continues.

I wake up before Petteri in the morning and carefully get up to wash, making sure not to wake him. I slip off my nightgown and enjoy the feel of the cool air against my naked body for a moment. I manage to finish my morning routine without waking my son, dressing in nothing but a black garter belt, black stockings, and, of course, black high heels. No man remains indifferent at the sight of a woman in high heels. I watch Petteri, my dear husband, sleeping in the middle of the bed, blissfully unaware of what's coming. I take out the wrist restraints and carefully slip them onto his wrists, looping one end through the anchor point on the headboard. One of the reasons I chose this hotel was precisely because the room comes equipped with bondage gear. Then, I pull them tight.

"What...?

Petteri wakes up instantly, of course, wondering what is happening.

"Hush and just look at me."

I position myself on the bed so my husband can see me clearly. I take out my lovely black vibrator and caress my stomach and breasts with it, then slowly slide it into my mouth to wet it for my pussy. My pussy is already soaking wet, but I know how much it drives Petteri wild to see that black wand disappears into my mouth. He stares at me with a hard cock, what a wonderful sight, watching his morning wood transform into an erection born of pure arousal as he looks at me. Playfully, I keep twirling the wand in my mouth for a moment before slowly moving it, now slick and wet, down to my breasts. I caress one nipple with it, sighing with pleasure, then move it to the other. I haven't even turned the wand on yet. I'm saving the vibration for later, not to conserve the battery, but to heighten my pleasure. After playing with my nipples for a while, I slowly trail the wand down my stomach toward my wet pussy, exactly where it belongs. I can see Petteri wanting to touch his cock, but he can't, since his hands are tied to the headboard. My smooth black wand reaches my pussy, and I run it against my wet slit, spreading the moisture over my labia. I deliberately avoid touching my clitoris with the wand, as that would make me cum too quickly, and right now, I want to prolong the pleasure.

Finally, I slid the wand into my hot, wet slit. My black toy sinks in easily, and I moan with the pleasure it brings. All the while, I watch Petteri drool over my performance, his cock standing hard. I slide the black wand back and forth inside my pussy, oh, it feels so good.

"Would you like to see another man fuck your Mistress while you watch?"

"Yes, Lady Greta."

Oh, the boy knew exactly the right answer, even though I hadn't yet taught him to call me by that name. He is completely in my power, utterly surrendered to me. I'm close to climaxing, but I want to do it in the most exquisite way possible, so I bury the wand deep inside my pussy and turn onto all fours on the bed. My backside is now facing Petteri directly, giving him a perfect view of the wand moving between my labia.

"Do you crave your Mistress's beautiful asshole?"

"Yes, Lady Greta."

"To push your tongue into my tight rosebud?"

"Yes, Lady Greta."

I must make the most of this. I quickly spin around, undoing his wrist restraints, and return to the same position. I push my backside toward you and order Petteri closer. I want him to lick my asshole while the black wand churns inside my pussy, bringing me to the brink of orgasm. I feel my buttocks spread apart so he can get a better angle on my anus with his tongue. Now is the moment I switch on the wand's vibration. Oh, it feels so wonderful as the black wand vibrates, moving back and forth inside me, while Petteri's tongue swirls around my asshole, surely about to push its way into my tight rear. I know I can't hold out much longer. I'd surely cum instantly if I let the vibrating wand touch my clitoris. I don't do it, though, because I know his tongue is about to push me over the edge. It's about to happen, I think, moving the wand faster inside my pussy. Then, his tongue thrusts into my ass, and an orgasm explodes within me.

"Aaah...!"

My mind goes blank and my body trembles as waves of orgasm crash over me. I collapse onto the bed with the buzzing wand still inside me. I don't even have the energy to pull it out until I've gathered my strength for a moment. This is going to be a great, sex-filled day.

"Time to wash up now, we must hurry for breakfast."

Petteri heads to the bathroom with a hard cock, and I lie back on the bed for a moment. I finally remove my lovely vibrator from my pussy, and naturally, I can't resist licking it clean of my juices. My husband is so wonderfully obedient. He didn't even try or ask to fuck me. He just licked my ass, horny and hard. I get ready in the bathroom after Petteri and simply slip on a dress. I get an approving thumb-up, as the shape of my breasts and my nipples show clearly through the fabric. Petteri takes my hand, and we head to breakfast. It must be obvious that I've just had an orgasm, and I enjoy the way people look at my body. I notice Petteri watching me closely too. He's surely horny, since I didn't give him a chance to make love to me earlier. Well, he'll get his chance later today.

"What would you like to do today? Now's your chance to make a wish."

"Your ass, Mom."

I smile, because that's exactly what I'd planned to offer Petteri today. On my own terms, of course. I notice a woman at the next table staring at us with her mouth open. I smile at her, too. She must have understood our conversation or at least recognized the word Petteri used to address me. The woman glances at my companion one more time and then gives me an approving wink. Not everyone disapproves of our relationship. In fact, some might even wish to experience something like it themselves, given the chance.

We return to the room, and I know Petteri is incredibly horny, though he doesn't yet know everything I have in mind.

"Clothes off, now!"

My husband obeys instantly, and in a flash, he is standing stark naked before me. I circle him, lightly running my hand over that beautiful young male body.

"You've obeyed perfectly, so you get a reward."

I go to my bag and fetch a couple of items.

"But you don't get to claim that reward until this evening."

My husband's cock stands hard, ready to slide inside me, but first, I surprise him again. I place a silicone ring at the base of Petteri's cock and tighten another one around his testicles. I can tell by his expression when the rings are tight enough. Their purpose is to prevent my husband from climaxing before I decide to stop our lovemaking. I know that, in his aroused state, he can't hold back forever while still obeying my orders. But the view right now is delicious: a naked young man standing before me, the head of his hard cock bulging, dark blue red. Completely at my mercy, the thought makes me wet. I love this kind of power, and I intend to take it even further later this afternoon. I give Petteri a hungry kiss, but I don't throw myself into his arms just yet, oh no.

"Stay right there."

I picked up my phone, wanting to capture this situation for my collection. I take a couple of photos from different angles to get a clear view of that erect member.

I put my phone away and slipped out of my dress.

"Sit down."

I straddle my husband's lap and let that hard rod sink into my wet pussy, filling it exquisitely. Petteri buries his face between my breasts as I wrap my arms around him.

"Suck my nipples." Petteri takes my hardened nipple into his mouth, sucking eagerly while I simply rub my pussy against his cock. I don't ride it. Instead, I let it stay deep inside me, feeling the head press against the very back. Then I lift myself off and lean down to lick that beautifully engorged, throbbing head. I apply some lubricant to make the lovely thing slick.

"Now you can have my ass, darling."

I turn my back to Petteri and guide that rock-hard, bulging member toward my asshole. It feels bigger than ever, but I want it inside my anus now. I lower myself onto my husband's lap, and his lubricated cock inevitably impales me as I settle my weight onto it. Ah, a punishment like this with a giant dildo might suit my slaves. But as for me, I intend to enjoy this moment.

"Don't move. Just grab my breasts and caress them."

I let myself sink lower until I feel Petteri's cock fully inside my ass. I revel in that feeling of fullness as hands caress my breasts. I stay still for a moment, simply listening to my own sensations. The fingers stroking my nipples send sparks through my body. I feel the heat intensifying between my legs. My clitoris throbs in time with my heartbeat. I move up and down along the cock filling my ass, hearing a sigh from behind me. But that movement wasn't meant for Petteri, it was for me, for my own pleasure. I close my eyes as the pleasure mounts. A small movement, a squeeze of my nipple...

"Oh!"

It takes me by surprise again. A powerful wave washes over me, seemingly out of nowhere. I tremble in Petteri's arms, and I would have collapsed had my husband's strong hands not held me upright. My legs go weak, yet I remain in place, impaled on the penis that stays hard inside my ass. Petteri is clearly enjoying my ass, making small movements, so as soon as my legs can bear my weight, it will be time for me to rise and let that delightful rod slide out of my anus.

I order Petteri onto his back. I want to enjoy myself while waiting for him to calm down a bit before he climaxes. I sit on his face because I want his tongue. At the same time, I remove the cock rings, since they shouldn't be worn for too long.

"Lick my ass."

Ah, it's wonderfully kinky having my own son trying to push his tongue into my asshole. I notice my phone screen light up, but it goes dark before I can answer my little sister's call. A message comes through immediately.

"Call me, the house!!!"

I call Amanda right away, since we've been looking for a house for a while.

"We found one!"

"Calm down,

what's it like?"

"Three stories, five bedrooms, and in a quiet spot at the end of the street."

"Sounds good. I assume the price works for us?"

"Yes. I'll send you the link to the listing. I'll try to arrange a viewing for tomorrow so Toni and I can go take a look."

"Great."

"How are things going over there?"

"Good, I've got Petteri's tongue in my ass right now."

"Lovely! I wish I had that too."

I chuckle, it seems our anuses are sensitive spots for all of us.

"Ask Toni. Bye, darling!"

"See you, sweetie."

I moved off Petteri's face and put my phone away again.

"Did you hear that, darling? We might have found a new home."

"That would be awesome, Mom."

"Wife, my love, remember to call me by the right name. You already drew attention at breakfast." "Did I?"

"Someone could overhear us anywhere and understand some words. Now, sit back down there. I want more of your cock."

I put the cock rings back in place and see the disappointment on Petteri's face as he realizes he still isn't allowed to cum. Good, I want to drive him absolutely wild with lust before I give him the chance to climax, and I want that to happen exactly when *I* decide. I climb onto his lap and let his cock slowly slide into my ass again. I take my time savoring my husband, in no rush, especially since my previous orgasm means another peak is still a long way off. I wouldn't even dare try to come, as it might push Petteri over the edge and ruin everything. Finally, I move off his cock and smile when I see the look of almost agonizing arousal on my husband's face. I lean down to remove the cock rings, and as a final tease, I take his dark, flushed, engorged head into my mouth for a moment before quickly pulling away.

"Let's see what that house looks like."

How desperately Petteri wants to fuck me again and release his semen inside or all over me, anywhere at all, really, if he can cum, but I'm not allowing that right now. I order Petteri to get dressed, and he clearly struggles to tuck his still-hard cock back into his trousers. I've chosen a beautiful light-colored dress for myself, featuring a full skirt that hits just above the knee and a sheer, lacy bodice. Naturally, I'm wearing no underwear beneath the dress, a fact I make clear to my husband, which only seems to stoke his lust further. Touch more makeup, and I'm ready to eat.

"Darling, take your wife to lunch."

Petteri takes my hand, and we head to the dining room like a pair of lovebirds, though one of us has a rock-hard cock in his trousers the whole time.

"Lovely dress, ma'am."

Maria is serving us again, taking excellent care of us and brightening our lunch. I don't tease Petteri about her, though I certainly enjoy looking at the young, pretty woman myself.

"Just a reminder that our room service is available all day, should you need anything to eat or drink between meals."

Maria reminds us with a charming smile as we leave lunch and head back to our room. Petteri is practically on pins and needles, waiting to finally fuck me.

"Undress!"

The atmosphere shifts instantly once we reach our room, as I immediately take charge.

"But..."

"Quiet! Remember how you're supposed to address me."

"Yes, Lady Greta."

I had expected Petteri to try and resist at some point, once his arousal grew strong enough. But he submits to his position well, stripping naked and standing before me with his cock deliciously hard.

"Come here."

Petteri steps closer, and I give him a kiss while firmly gripping his penis.

"You're about to experience something special, my slutty boy."

I lead Petteri into the bedroom by his cock, stopping him at the bed. I open the headboard and press my husband's head into the opening designed for it.

"Hands too, now!"

I lower the headboard into place and lock it, leaving Petteri secured by the neck and wrists, standing in a slightly stooped position. I take a bar with ankle cuffs from the closet and use it to lock his legs into a wide stance. One more thing: a gag. Now is not the time for him to speak, and I don't want to listen to any begging later. This is a moment I've been waiting to experience. I simply must take a picture of this magnificent sight. I'm in no rush.

While taking pictures, I remember there was one thing I needed to check about the house. I take another look at the link Amanda sent. Yes, it's available immediately. I sent a message right away.

"If you like the house, make an offer and pay the deposit. I trust you, babe."

My sister replies instantly.

"Got it, I'll do that, darling."

Everything seems to be going smoothly, I think as I undress. I swap my garter belt for that black, open-cup corselette and take the other gear out of my bag, my lovely dildos and leather whip, which Petteri has already tried out, though now I intend to take things even further. I caress my body with my toys while watching my husband in the bedroom. He's moving around nervously, unaware of what's happening behind him. I put on the strap-on, it feels so good inside me and stays firmly in place when I move. I walk into the room, and he hears the click-clack of my high heels on the parquet floor. I see his body tense as I stop right behind him, and I gently stroke one of his buttocks, making him shudder. His erect cock seems to jerk, good. I don't touch him any further but leave for the other room, my heels clicking as I go. The situation gives me immense pleasure. I revel in having absolute power. I remember Maria's mention of room service and ordered myself a drink. While I wait, I walk over to Petteri again, admiring his magnificent, rock-hard erection. I caress those hairless testicles with my red-nailed fingers, what a wonderful reaction it triggers in his cock. Just then, there's a knock at the door. My husband freezes as I go to answer it, unconcerned about my rather kinky outfit.

I opened the door to see Maria bringing my drink on a tray. She is slightly startled by my daring outfit.

"Room service, ma'am."

"Come on in. You can put it on that table."

"Another beautiful outfit, ma'am."

"Thank you, it suits the occasion." I nodded toward the bedroom.

"May I take a peek, ma'am?"

"Go ahead."

Maria peeks into the bedroom and returns, looking slightly blushed.

"How young? Twenty? If I may ask, ma'am."

"Eighteen."

"You are very lucky, ma'am."

"Thank you, you are very kind... and beautiful."

"I must be going now, ma'am."

Maria leaves, a pity, but I know staff aren't supposed to get involved with guests. Then again, before leaving, she left a note on the tray. I unfold it.

"If you're interested in getting in touch sometime in the autumn, here are my contact details. Maria."

That's right, she had mentioned in passing that she planned to study abroad in the autumn... interesting.

I take my whip and return to Petteri, who is still sporting a hard-on, waiting for what's to come. My strap-on rubs against my pussy deliciously with every step as my hips sway in my high heels. I stand beside my husband for a moment, quietly lubricating the dildo while also coating my fingers in the lubricant. I watch him shift his weight from foot to foot in anticipation. Then, without warning, I lash that young backside with the whip. The effect is tremendous for both of us: Petteri's body reacts like a released spring, and a jolt of pleasure shoots through me as I witness it and feel the boundless power I hold in this situation. I immediately slid my lubricated finger into my husband's anus, giving him no time to recover from the initial surprise. I move it back and forth for a moment before pulling it out. His asshole is deliciously tight. I instantly follow up by whipping first one buttock and then the other. A muffled grunt from behind the headboard tells me he felt the blows. I decide not to fuck him yet. I switch on the vibrator in my strap-on, savoring its caress against my pussy, and walk back to the living room to sip my drink. I caress my breasts, my nipples rock-hard. I let myself give in to the pleasure, and it doesn't take long for the vibration between my legs and my hands on my breasts to make me come. I bite my lip, even though I want to cry out with pleasure, because I don't want Petteri to hear me.

After steadying myself for a moment, I turn off the vibrator and, taking another sip of my drink, walk briskly back to my husband. It is time to bring this to a close. To finally do what I've wanted to do. Petteri tenses up, bracing for a blow that never comes, because I knew he was expecting it. Instead, I gently caress his buttocks, trailing my finger down the crack and grazing his anus. I get the reaction I hoped for, Petteri relaxes at the tender touch. Then, I swung my whip again, turning those cheeks red. I set the whip aside for a moment and position myself behind Petteri, hearing soft sobs, music to my ears. The lubricated head of my dildo slides effortlessly between his flushed buttocks and plunges into my husband's tight asshole.

"Here's the anal sex you wanted, you little slut."

I grab Petteri by the waist and fuck his ass hard, but just enough to keep him from cumming. I pull out as quickly as I thrust in, leaving him trembling on the verge of orgasm. I pick up my whip and deliver a few sharp strikes to his buttocks, until the moment arrives to finally do what I've wanted to do ever since I first took the whip to Petteri. Having noticed the effect that blows directly to his cock and balls had on him, I now aim the lashes of my whip to strike them again. It is as if bolts of lightning shoot through Petteri when my whip hits his crotch. I tremble myself, overcome by immense pleasure in the moment. Then it happens, I see my husband's cock jerk, and after one more strike, a powerful jet of semen spurts from the head of his penis straight onto the floor.

I succeeded! I made Petteri cum by whipping him. As the second spurt comes, I thrust my leg between his so that drops of semen land on my high heel, and a bit gets on my stocking-covered ankle. I take pity on Petteri and grab his cock, milking the last of the semen onto the floor. My son has completely spent himself. He wouldn't be able to stay upright if he weren't tethered to the bed frame. I undo the ankle cuffs and gently release him from the frame, helping him lie down on the floor while removing his gag. I let him rest for a moment while I finish my drink and put away my dildo.

"What a mess here. Clean up your mess right now!"

Petteri looks at me inquiringly and tries to get up, so I flick my whip.

"Do you want more of this? Clean it up!"

Now he notices the splatters of semen on the floor.

"With your tongue, you slutty boy!"

Petteri no longer questions any of my commands. Instead, he begins slowly licking his own semen off the floor, being extremely thorough so nothing is missed.

"This part too. Naughty boy."

I extend my leg toward him, and he obediently begins licking my high heel and stocking-covered ankle until every trace of semen has been cleaned off. I am so happy, for this was the final test of my son's submission to me, and he passed it with flying colors. I put my whip away.

"Get up."

I hug and kiss Petteri as I help him onto the bed beside me.

"How did it feel, darling?"

"Rough... really intense... wonderful."

"Did you enjoy it, though?"

"I did... Mom, I love you."

"I love you too, my son. Let's rest a little now."

I want to dress beautifully for dinner and wear all my jewelry, since this is the last night of our trip. First, I style my hair and apply lovely makeup. I've chosen nude stockings and black high-heeled pumps. But before the dress, I focus on my jewelry: a gold anklet and bracelet, plus a gold chain around my waist. Pearl earrings and a pearl necklace. My wedding ring on my finger, of course. I want to be fucked in this outfit later tonight. But the dress is a special black creation. Slender straps hold up a bodice that plunges at the neckline and transitions into the skirt at the waist. Slits begin at the waist on both sides, and since I'm wearing no underwear, the effect is quite stunning. My pussy is covered only by a strip of fabric reaching my ankles. As it sways, someone might catch a glimpse of my private parts. I walk out to show my outfit to Petteri, who is dressed smartly in the living room.

"Wow, wife, what an outfit."

I twirl in front of Petteri, making the hem of my dress flare out.

"After dinner, you get to fuck your wife again, darling."

Petteri pulls me into his arms, wanting to kiss me.

"Careful, don't mess up my makeup and hair. We have the whole evening and night for that."

"You're definitely going to get a good hard cock, my wifey."

That was beautifully said. Such a promise makes a mother happy. I have absolutely no regrets about starting to have sex with my own son, it's the best sex I've ever had. Later tonight, he'll get to fill me with his semen again. After all, I'm not using any contraception. There's a constant risk of pregnancy, and instinctively, I find myself touching my breasts, imagining what it would feel like, after all this time, to have them full of milk.

As Petteri escorts me to the dining room, there is no need to wonder if we'll be noticed. Many heads turn to look as we are shown to our table.

"You certainly know how to dress well, ma'am."

"Thank you, Maria, here you go."

I slip her a note with my contact details.

"Thank you, ma'am."

The food and wine are excellent, and our server is even more cheerful and sociable than before. She must have glanced at my note right away. By the time we reach dessert, we are both clearly looking forward to returning to our room.

"Can you wait to eat, or would you like something savory for dessert instead, darling?"

"I certainly want it, but a little anticipation only makes it more delicious, my dear wife."

Petteri is turning into quite a charmer. We take our time savoring our dessert before heading back to our room. Once we're through the door, Petteri sweeps me up, groping my breasts and kissing my neck.

"Taste my treats, darling."

I lean against the table as Petteri lifts my hem, revealing my bare bottom.

"How beautiful your bottom is, my mommy-wife."

"Eat me."

My buttocks are spread apart, and a head buries itself between them. I feel a tongue licking my wet pussy and my sensitive asshole, making me moan, until the tip of the tongue finds my clitoris, making me cry out in pleasure.

I still tremble as Petteri scoops me up and carries me to the bed in the bedroom. Somehow, I manage to shed my dress while Petteri undresses himself as well. Those soft lips, tasting of my own juices, seek out mine, while his hands caress my body, making me feel so desired, so much a woman. A young man's stiff, beautiful cock springs into view before my eyes. I open my mouth and take that delight inside. The head feels like the finest velvet as I swirl my tongue over its contours, eliciting a moan from Petteri. Slowly, I take him deeper into my throat until my lips are pressed against my husband's body. Just as slowly, I let him slide out, swirling my tongue around the head one last time as the saliva-slicked cock leaves my mouth.

"Fuck my tits."

Petteri grins and positions his cock between my breasts, which I squeeze around it. Lubricated by my saliva, the shaft moves effortlessly, and I lick the head as it emerges from my cleavage. I let my husband enjoy my breasts for a moment, it turns me on, too, but now I want that beautiful penis to fill my pussy. I let go of that delight and lie back on the bed, knowing the sight pleases Petteri.

"You are incredibly beautiful, Mom."

"Knock your mother up, darling."

This is the moment it could happen, if it's going to happen at all. The timing is perfect: I'm lying there wearing nothing but jewelry, stockings, and high heels, offering myself to my son to be impregnated. Sure enough, Petteri's cock twitches and swells the moment he hears my invitation. It's no wonder, really. After all, surely the most depraved and forbidden thing a son can do is try to get his own mother pregnant.

Petteri climbs on top of me, caressing his hard cock. I spread my thighs, cradling my son between them as he positions his cock against my soaking-wet, throbbing pussy.

"Slowly, darling. There's no rush."

His swollen head rubs against my labia as Petteri leans down to kiss me before sliding inside. I sigh as the head parts my lips and slowly pushes in. Petteri holds back, honoring my wish and taking his time. Even though every cell in my body screams for his cock deep inside me, I savor the moment, returning my son's kisses. Once fully inside, he maintains that unhurried pace, beginning a slow, pleasurable act of lovemaking. I crave his seed inside me, yet I relish this very teasing delay. This is lovemaking at its finest, culminating in insemination. All sorts of thoughts cross my mind. My belly rounding, my breasts swelling with milk that would leak from my nipples. Anything is possible now, or perhaps I'll have my son impregnate my sister, his aunt. Petteri lifts one of my legs onto his shoulder, allowing him to thrust even deeper into my pussy. My orgasm creeps ever closer as his cock rubs against my most sensitive spots.

"Suck my nipple."

Petteri takes my hard, erect nipple between his lips, and I imagine him suckling milk from my breast. My head spins, and then an orgasm explodes... I tremble, and my pussy clenches around my son's cock as I soar through the clouds, before drifting safely back down into his arms. He lowers my leg from his shoulder and continues our slow lovemaking, a sensation that feels truly heavenly right after reaching the peak. I remember how wonderfully he filled me with his seed yesterday.

"Darling, take me from behind."

We turn, and I'm surprised when Petteri presses me down onto my stomach on the bed and spreads my thighs.

"Ooh..."

His cock slides into my pussy as he presses his body against my back. I feel his weight on top of me while his hands reach out to squeeze my breasts.

"Let it come, fill your mother with your seed."

Petteri picks up the pace. It isn't long before he grunts, and I feel those familiar spasms as my pussy fills with my son's sperm, flowing freely without obstruction. What a feeling! I am overflowing with love for my son as I receive his seed deep inside me.

It takes a moment before Petteri can bring himself to get off me.

"Come on, let's get in the hot tub."

I take off my anklet, shoes, and socks, holding Petteri's hand as he leads me to the bathroom. I can feel my son's semen trickling down my thighs as I walk. We step into the wonderfully warm water which caresses our bodies. Petteri's hands caress me too. He seems particularly interested in my breasts right now, which feels good.

"Climb onto my lap, Mom."

He's hard again, as young men tend to be. His hard cock slides back into my already-fucked pussy. Petteri chuckles when he sees the semen that had spilled out of me floating in the water.

"So deliciously filthy, wife."

I smile, for I truly am both mother and wife to my son, the two most important women in a man's life rolled into one. I rotate my hips around his cock, making my husband-son moan.

"Is this the first time in a hot tub?"

"Yeah, it is. Keep going, you feel so tight, my wife."

Pelvic floor exercises have certainly paid off. It's great to hear a comment like that from a young man at my age, and I really do know how to squeeze the muscles in just the right spot. I'm surprised when I feel Petteri cumming inside me quite quickly. After recovering a bit, he notices my questioning look.

"You're so incredibly sexy, mommy-wife."

I rise from his softening cock and move to the edge of the pool, turning my backside toward Petteri.

"Lick my ass, darling."

His hands spread my buttocks, and soon I feel his breath against my crack.

"Your pussy is covered in cum."

"You can taste that, too."

I can only revel in the sensation as his tongue begins to explore my backside, occasionally darting to my pussy but always returning to my sensitive, tight hole. Petteri's fingers roam my pussy, searching for my most sensitive spot. I moaned aloud when his fingertips hit the mark. With his tongue on my ass and a finger on my clitoris, I am inevitably swept toward ecstasy, feeling the thrill begins as a tingling across my skin.

"Keep going..."

His determined tongue tries to push into my tight hole just as I climax. A wave of bliss washes over me, and I feel my anus contracting around the tip of his tongue that has slipped inside. Such wonderful sex again, I think, once I'm able to gather my thoughts. Not many mothers get to experience their son's tongue in their asshole. Petteri helps me up to wash, or rather, he washes me, and then himself. My wonderful husband-son is so attentive. He even conjures up my nightgown from somewhere, and I slip it on. The night's activities were quite intense, so we eventually just crawled into bed together, wrapped in each other's arms, thoroughly exhausted. Petteri, however, can't resist caressing my breasts, which feels wonderful. It's a slightly different kind of touch. So, I drift off to sleep.

I wake up yawning, feeling Petteri's warmth beside me as he remains fast asleep. I glance at the clock, good heavens, we're about to miss breakfast.

"Wakey-wakey, sleepyhead, off to wash up."

Petteri groggily shuffles into the washroom while I slip out of my nightgown and get my clothes ready.

"You look sexy, babe."

Yeah, right, naked with messy hair. I give my darling husband a kiss and head into the bathroom to get ready myself.

"So, is your wife presentable enough to take to breakfast?"

"Presentable... and fuckable."

"That can happen after breakfast, my dear husband."

While we eat, I remind Petteri that there's no rush. We still have plenty of time to make love before we must check out and head home. I try to steer our thoughts elsewhere, and we talk about our potential new home. We both seem equally excited and eager about it.

"Shall we go?"

"What's on your mind?"

"I want you to take a load on your face, babe."

Men, they want it all, but I must admit, it turns me on.

"On one condition. I want a pearl necklace."

"What... oh, right, on your neck?"

"Exactly."

Petteri has already planted his seed in me plenty of times, so I'm happy to take his load somewhere other than inside my vagina.

I try to walk calmly to our room holding hands with Petteri, so he doesn't rush off running. But the moment the door closes, his clothes are off in a flash, and I'm undressed just as quickly.

"Calm down. It's not like this is the last time."

Once my breasts are exposed, my husband focuses his attention on them.

"Come to bed."

I kick off the rest of my clothes on the way and sit on the edge of the bed, guiding Petteri to lie back in my lap.

"Suck."

I offer him one of my nipples, just like when breastfeeding. My head is spinning. The situation is thrillingly arousing. If only milk came, perhaps I should try pumping if I don't get pregnant? Or get Amanda to pump milk for herself. The lewd, kinky things we could do living all together... My wet pussy is already craving attention, so I lie back and pull Petteri on top of me, settling into the 69 position he wanted. The young man's cock is hard and ready again. I take the head into my mouth, savoring the taste and feeling its wonderful texture. Down between my legs, Petteri embarks on a similar exploration, investigating my wetness and tasting me. I let his cock slide deep into my mouth as he begins to fuck it. A finger slips inside me, then withdraws, only to move to my asshole. A wet finger presses against my tight bud, sliding inside as a tongue begins to tease my clitoris. I want to moan, but my mouth is full of the hard cock I'm trying to suck. Petteri's tongue makes me climax intensely again. He is so skilled. I must let the cock slip from my mouth, so I don't accidentally bite it while the waves of pleasure wash over me. Petteri stands up, stroking his cock.

"Come here."

I show my breasts, and Petteri places his cock, glistening with my saliva, between them. I squeeze my breasts tight around that delicious length. It looks wonderfully lewd as he fucks me between my breasts.

"I'm about to cum."

"Remember, on my neck."

"Mommy..."

Petteri lifts his cock from between my breasts and aims the head at my neck. I watch the spurts fly from the tip and the drops of semen arc toward me. Some land on my cheek, neck, and breasts, but I managed to get some right where I wanted them. Petteri leans down to kiss me passionately.

"Take a picture of me. I want a memento of this."

Petteri grabs his phone and snaps photos of me, making sure his semen is clearly visible.

Finally, it's time to pack up and head home, what a wonderful honeymoon this has been.

"It was a pleasure having you as our guest, Madam, and welcome back."

As we left the hotel to head home, I am extremely pleased, it was a truly successful honeymoon. I got everything I wanted, and on top of that, Maria and I exchanged contact details in case she comes to visit us...