She rolled onto her back and lifting her legs, lifted her hips and pulled her thong down. She moaned as the material peeled away from her sticky pussy, then smiled at the look on Eric's face as she exposed her pussy to him.
His eyes were riveted between her thighs to the point where when she playfully kicked the thong from her foot at him, he simply let it hit him in the chest and fall to the floor. Emma loved the way he looked at her. He didn't just look like he desired her, he looked hungry for her.
Emma kept her legs up, then slowly letting them fall open, beckoned him with her finger.
“Come on in, baby. The water's just fine."
"Good," he flashed a sly smile.
"Because I'm pretty damn thirsty."
Eric climbed into the bed and Emma licked her lips at the sight of his still hard, dripping cock. The cock that was going to be back where she needed it most, buried in her yearning pussy. Instead she slid down on his stomach between her thighs, spread her lips open and plunged his tongue inside her.
"Fuck!" Emma squealed as he swirled his tongue around inside her sloppy pussy, then slid up through her lips and circled her clit.
“Hmm, guess you were thirsty."
"I've thought about doing this since that night I jerked off on you."
He looked her in the eye as he placed a soft teasing kiss on each of her quivering thighs.
"The more I stared at your pussy the more I wanted to lick it."
"Then what are you waiting for?" She lifted her legs placed her feet on his broad shoulders.
“Come on, Eric, give your mother a kiss."
She giggled.
“With lots of tongue.”
Emma cried out when Eric eagerly obeyed, once again shoving his tongue inside. He stiffened his tongue and moved his head back and forth and Emma groaned at not just how good it felt, but the fact her son, her baby, was tongue fucking her.
Eric spread her lips wide and after taking a few seconds to give her some teasing licks through the moist folds of her pussy he sucked her clit hard into his mouth. Emma cried out in delight and grasping her taut nipples between her emerald tipped fingers, twisted her nipples as her son buried his face in her twat with a gusto she don't think even his father had ever matched.
Eric didn't eat her pussy, he attacked. She yelped when he boldly shoved two fingers inside her and sucked her clit several times in rapid succession so hard his lips smacked. Emma pushed her feet into his shoulders and rocked her hips, trying to keep her clit in contact with his now flickering tongue.
Eric looked almost as good as his tongue felt. His eyes were focused on his mother's tits as she teased and played with her nipples, and her feet, with her brightly painted toes looked sexy on his muscular shoulders.
He had his free hand resting on her thigh and she could feel him trembling with excitement as he lay on the bed, eating his mother's very appreciative pussy. Her eyes roamed past his shoulders, taking in his well toned back and his firm ass.
She thought of those cougar cub movies she'd watched. Emma had been jealous of those actresses, getting paid to have sex with young men with hard bodies and even harder cocks. Now here she was with not just a cub, but her cub, slaving away between her legs, striving to please her.
Emma thought of his cock. Still hard even after she'd drained his balls into her mouth. She knew he was young and wanted her, but wondered if the pendant could have had something to do with it.
She'd never sucked a cock like she had just minutes ago, not even Steven's. But she'd gotten on her knees and egged her son on to face fuck her like a whore and loved every second of it.
As she lay there moaning while Eric used his surprisingly skilled tongue to play his mother's clit like a finely tuned instrument, Emma remembered Robin talking about how the sex between her and Cliff was incredible. The forbidden aspect of it fueling their already pent up lust was probably part of it, but could it be so good because it was meant to be?
Had all those cheesy lines in those movies about no one being able to love a mother like her son and no man ever wanting to please a woman like her son true? One thing was for sure, Emma was lying there with her legs spread like a wanton whore and moaning like a porn star as her son licked and sucked her clit like it was the best thing he'd ever tasted.
Emma released a high pitched whimper and arched her back as her body tensed and her thighs trembled. Eric was alternately licking, then sucking her clit and when he eased a third finger inside her quivering cunt, she let her head fall back on the pillows and moaned loudly.
She thrust her hips into his face, rubbing her list harder into his tongue and squeezing her nipples to the point where it bordered on painful, she gasped.
“Just like that, baby. Just keep licking that clit! Make your mother come for you, Eric! Show me how you treat your best girl!"
Eric's eyes opened and meeting her gaze, he winked and with no hesitating plunged a finger into her ass. Emma threw back her head and came like an animal; head back, mouth open and wailing like a banshee.