Tale of a Hedonistic wizard

He locked his lips around my clit and sucked in on it, rapidly moving his tongue back and forth and using his finger to scrape the upper walls of my vagina.

I groaned loudly. And came. This was no ordinary orgasm for me, like so many he had given me.

I had missed this, if possible, I want him to stay with me all the time.

I came so hard against his tongue that I actually squirted pussy juice onto his face, dripping down onto the sheets. My eyes were closed, and I swear that I could only see stars as wave after wave came over me.

As my orgasm began to subside, I pushed Jaegar's face away (my clit becomes incredibly sensitive immediately after I cum) and pulled him towards me. I pulled his face to mine, and we kissed long and hard. I could taste myself all over his face, and the only thing that I wanted at that moment was to feel his dick inside me.

I needed to be fucked. Not made love to, but fucked. I wanted the raw intensity and primal desire that only a deep, passionate fuck could provide.

One of my hands pulled my panties to one side while we kissed, and the other went down to his ass and pushed his dick towards me.

"Baby, I want you to fuck me... now..." I ordered.

I angled my hips up and could feel the head of his swollen cock against my outer lips. With one motion, I pushed him down, moved my hips up, and he was in me all the way to the hilt.

It was only then that I allowed myself to breathe again.

Jaegar began to move back and forth, in and out, and I moved my other hand down to his ass to make sure he kept up this pace, pushing him back inside me quickly when he slid out. I had both my hands on his ass, clutching his ass cheeks, when I felt myself begin to crest again.

Ahhh! I could never get enough of his manhood.

I don't normally cum twice in a row like this, but this was different. I looked at my son above me.

His arms were straight, and he was looking down between us to watch his hard, wet cock slide in and out of his mommy's pussy. I watched it too until he looked up, smiling at me, and our eyes locked.

"Mom, that looks so fucking hot," he gasped. "Can you see how wet my dick is sliding in and out of your cunt?"

I looked again and could see my juices glistening when he slid out. "Baby, don't ever stop fucking me."

Jaegar bent forward and kissed me again. A hard, wet kiss. A kiss that tasted like pussy. Both of us were having trouble breathing.

"I'm going to cum again, sweetie," I gasped. "Cum with me. Cum inside, mommy."

I saw his eyes widen, the smile fade from his face, and his eyes close. He rammed his dick in and out of me faster now, and I could feel it swell inside me. My vaginal muscles tightened as well, and as I felt the first spurts of his cum inside my pussy, I came as well. My hands clenched at his butt, pulling him as deep inside me as I could feel him.

His ass muscles flexed as well, and it felt like I was holding two rocks in my hands.

When he finished cumming, he collapsed on top of me, both of us sweating, panting, and completely spent.

We both listened to each other for a few seconds before he rolled off and laid on his back next to me. I could feel his semen seeping out between the cheeks of my ass but made no move to do anything, and his cum was running out of me.

I moved slowly and turned to cuddle next to him, throwing my right leg over his and my arm across his chest, my breathing still heavy. He reached up and stroked my hair.

Lying there together, we both remained silent, the aftermath of our passionate encounter enveloping us. I shifted my head ever so slightly, ensuring my subtle smile remained hidden from his gaze.

"I need a hot shower now, and I have to get ready for work," I murmured, still catching my breath. He responded, "Oh, mom, can you just lie here, in my arms, for a few more minutes?" He pulled me in towards him, wrapping his arms around me.

I struggled to turn towards him and cupped his face with my two hands. "Li'l pumpkin, I have to go. You can hug me all you want when I return in the evening."

I gently kissed his forehead before untangling myself from his embrace.

Jaegar sighed, pulled a pillow from the side, and held it tightly, he grumbled.

I couldn't help but laugh at his dramatic reaction. "Oh, Jaegar, you're such a goofball," I teased, ruffling his hair playfully. "I promise, I'll be back before you know it."

His sporadic bursts of childlike behaviour often whisked me back to the days when he used to throw tantrums as a child. If things didn't go his way, he'd grumble like an old man, and it never failed to bring a smile to my face. During such moments, I couldn't help but reflect that, at the core, he would always remain my little boy.

Jaegar rolled over, sleeping on his stomach, falling asleep again.

I slipped out of bed and jumped in the shower, and as I felt the water from the shower head rain all over my body,  the memory of the earlier moments came flooding back to me. I didn't feel ashamed or embarrassed. Rather, I felt somewhat invigorated.

The warm water helped me relax and clear my mind, allowing me to start the day with a renewed sense of energy and positivity.

I turned off the water and towelled off. I reached for the lotion that I kept under the sink and rubbed it on my skin. This was my morning routine that I had executed thousands of times before, but this morning I paused long enough to look at myself in the mirror and take in my nude body.

I slipped into delicate lace panties and I donned the matching lace bra. Afterwards, I gracefully pulled on the pants, followed by a crisp white shirt. Finally, I completed my ensemble with the jacket layered over the shirt.