Chapter 3
Melinda got up slowly from the rug.
She sat down on the sofa next to Jerry, then let her lips plunge against his several times in rapid succession.
Melinda was so happy about the way that Jerry had pleased her that she had to do something to demonstrate her appreciation.
The swift lip-kisses were followed by one dramatic tongue-kiss, in which Melinda hungrily flipped her tongue inside Jerry's mouth and let it collide against Jerry's tongue.
While the tongues collided with stupendous excitement, Melinda reached out with both hands and ran her fingers spiritedly through Jerry's hair.
By the time that Melinda released her tongue from Jerry's mouth and her fingers from Jerry's hair, his whole body was trembling again.
"You're too much for me," he exclaimed.
"Let's go to the bedroom, dear. There are so many things that I want you to do for me."
"I still can hardly believe everything that's happening," Jerry shook his head. "It's all like a dream."
"Don't you worry about any of this. We need each other badly, baby. That's why we're providing each other with so much satisfaction."
They got up from the sofa and walked briskly into her bedroom.
While Jerry stood in the middle of the room, his erect cock thrusting out proudly, Melinda began to remove her clothing.
Jerry's eyes bulged with great excitement as he observed his mother unbuttoning her blouse, then removing it.
Once she discarded the blouse, she quickly undid her bra, taking it off.
As she thrust her huge breasts outward, her son fastened his eyes on them with hypnotic excitement. They looked so huge and lovely that he felt like reaching out and touching them immediately.
He wanted to fasten his fingers onto their firmness, to hold onto them.
Melinda's fingers worked their way down to her slacks. The fingers of her right hand went to work on the zipper and, with several brisk tugs, she finished unzipping the slacks.
Her hips wiggled back and forth as she slid her fingers down the slacks, impatiently seeking to take them off.
Once that Melinda stepped out of her slacks, her son had the opportunity to fasten his eyes on her trim, lovely legs.
Jerry's heart pumped as his eyes continued to register on the creamy flesh of her legs, and he knew he wanted to touch them, just like he also wanted to touch her breasts.
Her fingers went to work on her silky, white panties, which she knew she had to remove as the final part of the act.
She slipped them ever so smoothly down her stunning thighs, and she reached the point where he got his first glimpse of her pussy. Jerry's cock began to itch more overpoweringly than ever.
He observed her rust-colored pubic mound, and the delicious pink vagina that rested beneath it. Jerry wanted to make love to her mound, to reach out and touch her cunt. He wanted to touch every
SO part of her, to make her his own in every total respect.
She walked over toward the bed, lowering her beautiful lovely form inside it.
Melinda lay on her back for several seconds, looking up at her son.
"Take off your clothes," she said. "We can be a lot more comfortable with both of us naked."
Jerry gulped, then nodded. Melinda watched as he quickly removed his clothing.
In just a few quick strokes, he had off his shirt, then his T-shirt.
His fingers moved with great impatience as he removed his trousers, then his shorts.
"That's great, honey. Now join me in bed," she beckoned.
Jerry slipped his body into the bed next to Melinda, then delivered a devastating kiss to her lips.
Once he released his lips from hers, Melinda sought to get Jerry acclimated to what she wanted him to do.
"Slide your tongue inside my mouth, honey," Melinda said. "That will be a good starter."
Jerry slid his tongue inside Melinda's mouth, basking in the joy of a long French kiss.
When Jerry broke the kiss, Melinda had an idea in mind.
"Turn your tongue loose inside my left ear," Melinda told him.
Jerry slipped his tongue inside Melinda's ear, letting it dart with effective grace. Melinda enjoyed every hot movement, her body vibrating back and forth, rotating from side to side, as his tongue continued to steadily attack her ear.
Jerry kept up the efforts inside her ear for quite some time, after which Melinda decided that it was time for him to move his tongue over to her other ear.
"That's great, baby," she gasped. "Go ahead and do the same thing to my other ear."
Jerry, overcome with passion, worked his tongue every bit as fervently inside her other ear, and the longer he worked his tongue, the better she felt about all that was happening.
She realized that she had brought Jerry to the point where he was willing to do practically anything to please her. His inhibitions had fallen by the wayside, and that made her feel exceptionally good.
As Jerry released his tongue from her ear, Melinda had another request.
"Go after my breasts, sweetheart," she begged.
"That's exactly what I was going to do."
"You like the looks of my tits?"
"You have the most beautiful breasts that I have ever seen, and you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."
"Oh, honey, I love hearing you talk that way."
Jerry reached out with both hands. Melinda immediately noticed how his fingers were trembling as he brought his fingers to bear against her breasts.
Jerry recalled how his first wish had been that of wanting to touch his mother's breasts after he observed her without her bra on.
The dream was now becoming a reality, and his fingers pressed firmly against her warm, hard flesh.
Every time that Jerry brought his fingers against her hot tits, he couldn't help but think how fortunate he was to be coming into pressing contact with her breasts.
Back and forth, he kept up his steady, systematic movements, and all the while her body was rocking back and forth in accompaniment to his precise, devastating actions.
The spirited tempo was driving them both into a state of ecstatic zeal, and now Jerry decided to press her flesh more firmly than before.
He began to pinch her breasts, and that caused her to become more excited than ever.
Her whole body began to twist and turn from the pressing contact with his fingers.
"You really know where it's at," she gasped. "Keep your fingers working, baby. I really like what you're doing to me."
The steady finger movements continued, and Jerry was imbued with a sense of accomplishment. He realized the extent to which he was inspiring his mother and himself by virtue of his finger antics, and every time that Melinda's body rotated, it made him feel that much better.
Jerry removed his fingers from her breasts for a moment, letting his fingers slide down her legs. He loved touching and gripping her thighs, which were so smooth and radiant, and which bristled with excitement every time that he touched them.
Jerry kept up the thigh movement for several moments, then moved his fingers back up to her breasts. He allowed his fingers to explore her nipples with tremendous grace and satisfaction.
He knew just how to turn her on with his movements, not moving too swiftly, employing just the right kind of approach.
As the steady tempo continued, her body rocked back and forth from the contact that she was enjoying with him.
"Suck my breast," she finally exclaimed. "Your fingers have done such a beautiful job, baby. I want your tongue to go to work."
"I'll put it to work, sweetheart."
"That's so wonderful. Come on and slide your tongue, dear. I want you to work it, baby."
He dropped his head down toward her left breast, permitting his tongue to slide ever so gracefully over her tit.
The longer that his tongue came into steady contact with her breasts, the better she liked what was happening.
With spirited grace he kept up his devastating movements, allowing the impact to generate itself throughout her whole body.
She felt the same degree of intensity that she had when she was sucking Jerry's cock in the living room, and now she recognized how important it was for her to release her juices.
It made Melinda feel good to know that she had an opportunity to unleash her hot juices inside Jerry's mouth. After all, he had orgasmed inside her, and turn-about was fair play to her way of thinking.
But for the first time being Jerry was completely mesmerized by the prospect of coming into firm contact with her breasts.
His tongue kept on sliding and maneuvering ever so gracefully over her left breast, and every now and then he would tease her nipple by letting his tongue come into light contact with it.
Jerry kept up the pace, and gradually he began to accelerate it.
He reached the point where he was sliding his tongue at top speed, enjoying every stimulating touch with her hot tit.
"You're really turning me on," she exclaimed. "Keep up your movements, dear. I really love it, doll. I love what we're doing. Maybe you thought it was wrong, but you can't think that now. It's just too much, honey, for us to ever pass up. We love each other too much, we enjoy the movements too much."
His tongue maintained blistering contact with her breasts, and after he left a saliva stream on her left breast, Jerry moved his tongue over toward her right.
With stout determination he opened up on her right breast, prefering to take up where he had left off with her left breast.
Her whole body was shaking and quivering from the steady tongue stabs that he put forward, and the longer that he kept up his fervent pace, the more she recognized just how close she was to shooting.
It would be just a short time before she would explode her juices, and she loved the prospect of him letting his tongue come into steady contact with her hot, flaming breast.
"Honey, you're too much for me," she exclaimed. "Soon you're going to have to go down on my pussy. I can't take much more of this. Your tongue is just too talented. Oh, it's such a wonderful tongue. It's breathtaking. I love what you're doing."
Jerry kept up his firm, spirited efforts and finally he released his tongue from her breast.
"I agree with you," he said, "it is time for me to go to work on your pussy."
"Come on, honey, and really sock it to me," Melinda gasped. "You don't know what this whole episode is doing for me. It's really making me feel good. You're really making a woman out of me, honey."
"I'm not making a woman out of you. You're all woman to start with. I'm just enjoying sex with you."
"But you don't know how much I need this," Melinda exclaimed. "I just wasn't getting that kind of sex from your father. It's so much better doing it with you."
Jerry was pleased with the reception he was receiving, and as he looked down at his mother's beautiful body, he reached out with his right hand and allowed his fingertips to come into contact with her mound.
He pressed his fingers against the warm, inspiring vagina flesh, and soon he succeeded in precipitating some moisture in her pussy.
He loved running his fingers over her moist snatch, and the longer he permitted his fingers to come into contact with it, the better that he began to feel. He knew just how much he was impressing his mother with his movements, and it gave him a great feeling of satisfaction to know that he would soon be tasting her just as she had tasted him earlier,.
Jerry's fingers began to exercise themselves more briskly than before as he worked them over her pussy, and she enjoyed everything that he brought to bear in the way of passionate movements.
Every time that Jerry's fingers would twist against her mound, lovely Melinda's entire body would rotate.
"Just keep it up, darling, I love every bit of it," Melinda sighed. "I like what your fingers are doing to me. It's so good, oh, it feels so wonderful."
"Just hang on, sweetheart, because I'm going to go down on you," Jerry said.
"I can hardly wait until your tongue goes to work on my pussy," Melinda told him. "Keep your fingers working, darling, oh, you really know how to turn me on. Keep them going!"
While Jerry kept up his finger movements, his tongue became all the hungrier for contact with Melinda's mound.