Incest Quarantined with Mom

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I nodded. Then I pushed my hard cock inside of her pussy, guided by one of my hands. I went in slow at first, and my mother's body reacted. A wave of pleasure flowed through her. I felt the same feeling. The potency of those exotic fruits we ate showed no signs of slowing down. 
She gasped when I entered her body all the way. Her gasps matched the same rhythm that I slid my cock in and out of her body. Every time I entered her, she would gasp again. Her sagging mature tits waved back and forth across her chest in a hypnotic manner. Seeing them jiggle and shake only made me want to ravish her harder, for both of our pleasures. Beads of sweat began to form around her face and nose.
I held onto her shoulders and she grabbed my arms while we had sex. The lust between us was unbelievable. Things only became more intense the longer things lasted. The look on her face showed disbelief. It was like she couldn't believe what she was feeling, and that her own son was on top of her, ravishing her delicate mature pussy. But neither of us cared how 'wrong' it was at that point. Our lust was out of control, and the sex felt surreal. 
The sound of my cock plopping in and out of her dripping wet pussy echoed in the room. She cried. My cock was throbbing so hard that it hurt. My mother's tits looked swollen. I bent my head down and sucked one of her large brown nipples for the very first time, rolling it around in my mouth, which made her cry some more. When I reached down to briefly rub her clit, she screamed.
Her body began to squirm and violently shake during sex. I had to pin both of her shoulders down with my hands as I continued pounding her. Her body continued to shake and struggle. Her face was turning red in a way that I had never seen before. Her eyes continued to show an expression of disbelief. She began to squeeze my arms with a strength that I never knew she had. Her mouth was wide open and she was taking deep breaths. 
"Oh my god!" she cried. "Oh my god! Keep doing it... I'm going to... I'm going to..."
She screamed near the top of her lungs. My mother squirted once again. This time it felt even more powerful than before. It gushed all over me while I continued to pound her wet pussy. The look on her face was priceless. Every line on her face was on full display with the different expressions she was making. She squeezed my arms so tightly that I was sure it left bruises later. 
Afterwards, she became limp once again. That's when I shot my load inside of her pussy, which at that point was a river of orgasmic fluids.
I collapsed on top of her and rolled to the side, with my finally soft cock plopping out of her worn out body. We were both completely exhausted. Our bodies were covered in sweat. We breathed heavily. I stared at the ceiling for several long minutes, enjoying the unbelievable sexual bliss that I shared with my own mother.
"I'm cured," she finally said.
"Me too. Finally."
"I need a long cold shower. Care to join me?"
I looked at my mother, wondering what she meant by that. I wondered if she wanted to continue our little sexual adventure, even after she had been 'cured.'
"Really?" I asked.
She turned to me. "Yes, really. Just an innocent shower. We've already seen each other naked, so it doesn't make a difference if we shower together. We're both filthy right now."
"Thanks to you."
"Sorry about that," she said, almost laughing. "I certainly wasn't expecting that much to flow out of me."
"Don't be sorry. I loved it. I love women who squirt."
She playfully slapped my chest. "I'm not a squirter. Well, not usually. Only in the right circumstance."
"So what happens next? I mean, do we just forget this ever happened?"
She smiled, "We still have plenty of fruit juice left, and I don't like wasting food. We should have another drink when we reach the next island, but only in small, controlled, sips. How does that sound?"
"Sounds like the perfect vacation. Do we get to relieve each other again?"
My mother responded by climbing on top of me and giving me a big wet kiss on the lips. It was a dirty and passionate kiss. She moved down and kissed my sweaty chest and then my stomach. She moved down even lower and took my soft wet cock in her mouth, tasting both of our orgasms. I thought I had been completely wiped out sexually, but I was wrong. My mother's mouth was slowly bringing my cock back to life. With her lips around my dick, she looked up at me and winked.
The End