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We sipped our drinks as we talked, making observations about the crowd and discussing chores that needed to be done at home. After Mom got a sense of the college bar scene, she admitted that she hadn't partied much during college because she and dad had gotten involved at a young age. This made me think about dad for the first time in a long while. I stared into my drink and told Mom that I thought that there were some things that I had missed without dad but that I loved Mom for filling the void and that I felt incredibly fortunate to have her in my life. She admitted that it was similar for her and said, "Everything happens for a reason Paul. We were meant for each other."

A slow song changed the tempo of the room and I took Mom's hand and led her to the dance floor. Moving into a darker corner, I took her in my arms and held her close, rocking sensually to the rhythm of the music. I could feel the movements of her body against me as she felt mine, a unified chorus between practiced lovers. Lost in the sensations and vibrations of the speakers, she pulled me close and grabbed my ass to feel my cock more firmly against her. I whispered in her ear, "Do you want me to fuck you here?" "Yes." she whimpered, "but we might get in trouble."

We continued to sway to the music without noticing the others around us. As the music got faster, we stayed on the dance floor and Mom shook her body with a style and grace that surprised me. But then I remembered all of our nocturnal undulations and it made sense. She had such good rhythm and was so comfortable in her skin. When we finally took a break, I excused myself to use the facilities.

As I returned from the restroom, I saw a guy at our table. He was gone by the time I got there. Mom told me that he had asked her to dance but she refused him. I wasn't surprised that someone had tried to pick her up. She was a vision and a temptation. To make it known that she was taken, she gave me a sexy tongue kiss that must have lasted two minutes.

When we finally left, I took note of the eyes that followed her as we exited. I felt proud knowing that she was mine. As we drove home that night, I simply enjoyed the feeling of Mom's hand in mine.

When we got home, we got ready for bed and crawled under the sheets. Meg was still in her pink panties and bra. We made slow sensual love. Quietly and lovingly I pushed her panties to the side and slid my cock in and out of Mom. She trembled and held me. The only sound was our breathing. With steady thrusting, I could feel her orgasm build and release suddenly. I held her and gently kissed her, holding my cock inside of her. I made no effort to cause my own orgasm and just laid there with her. My cock slipped out of her and we kissed until sleep overcame us. Nestled together in bed, the comfort of slumber with us, dreams became reality and rest took us into the future.

That was a while ago but I think back fondly on it. Sharing a bed with Mom every night was always and still is better than having sex. Her presence in my life brought much happiness to my college experience and each day felt like a gift.

********** Endearing Terms for All Tomorrows

After my first few years of college, life at home was still bliss. By our fourth summer together, we were getting more erotically creative in our domestic undertakings--Mom often cleaning the house in nothing but a pair of high heels, I mowed the lawn in nothing but shorts and sneakers, Mom serving elegant dinners dressed in a slutty french maid's outfit that was very revealing, me working out in the nude.

One Saturday while Mom and I were driving to the grocery store, we began to play a name game, creating new terms of endearment for one another. I started it when we passed a convenience store I said, "Mom, you're my favorite 'Slurpee.'"

A delivery truck passed us and Mom responded, "Well honey, you're my favorite delivery man... You bring me such a nice package."

I smiled and saw a bank and hesitated before saying, "Mom, you're my bank because I like to make deposits in you."

She giggled and seeing a gas station she came up with, "You're my favorite fuel pump. You have such a big nozzle and I love it when you fill me up with your juice because it fuels my love."

"Good one Mom." I said. It started to get more explicit and provocative after that. Various business names turned into titles and nicknames.

"You're my 'Home Depot'."

"You, young man, are my 'Roto-Rooter'."

It continued in the store as we pushed the cart through the aisles, different items from the shelves becoming fodder for new pet names... silly fun.

"Do we need any milk for those 'Cheery-O's' you have when we're together on the kitchen table?"

"No milk, but maybe some cream for coffee when you eat my donut hole?"

"Oh, I love to glazed donuts. Maybe we should whip up some cream to have with your melons?"

"Only if I can have your banana with my cream."

We laughed our way through our errands that day and continued to affectionately use a special vocabulary with each other. In private, when we're feeling playful, I call Mom 'cummy bear' and she calls me 'lollipop.'

By the end of the summer, we'd added 'wife' to the list of terms in our lover's vocabulary. Although we are not actually married, since the day Mom began to wear my ring our commitment to each other has been as real and strong as any marriage. Mom took me by surprise one night when we were out to dinner. When the hostess was ready she to seat us, she said, "If you and your son will follow me." Mom quickly corrected her by saying, "Actually, he's my husband." I looked at her and she just smiled and tongue kissed me in a very unmotherly manner.

********** Raucous Roleplay

The four years we spent together while I was in college were more than I could have ever expected. It was idyllic. We never felt anything but love, even when we were under the pressure of work or social awkwardness because we knew we had each other and each night we were in our bed together. The years taught us many lessons and I believe that we learned them with grace and good fortune.

After I graduated from college, we had another private celebration before moving again and I think it made us both feel younger as we relived the eroticism of my high school graduation. We had been together now for five years and we were still in love. The excitement of our bond was still alive and we were growing together with each passing year.

Getting up late one morning, I was in a hurry to get to work. Mom came out of the bathroom wearing only stockings and heels. She sat in front of the mirror putting on make-up hoping to provoke me it seemed. I said, "Mom, are you trying to drive me crazy?" She got on her hands and knees and crawled over to me. Taking my cock out, she took it in her mouth and sucked me aggressively. Within minutes I shot a creamy load down her throat. She swallowed and looked up at me.

"Pick me up at the office at 6:30 on your way home tonight Paul." And with that she got up and dressed.

All day long, my mind was preoccupied with visions of the night ahead. I finished my work early so I could leave a little sooner than usual. On the way to Mom's office, I stopped at an adult store hoping to surprise Mom with some sort of gift.

After that errand, I made my way to Mom's office building downtown. When I got there only a few people were around. I knocked on her office door and opened it. Mom smiled and told me to sit down while she took care of a few details. She finished a few minutes later and pushed her chair back a little.

"All done." She breathed and gave me an odd look. Then without a word she raised her legs and propped an ankle on each corner of her desk, spread eagled and pantiless. Bending down I had a clear view of her naked cunt underneath her desk. Her pussy lips were held tight in this position and I crawled under the desk toward her for a better look. Without hesitation, I licked between her pussy lips and french kissed her clit.

"Oh my!" Mom said as she ran her hands through my hair. "And I didn't even get a real kiss yet. Just a taste for now Paul. I've had a long day and I want to go have a drink before we go home."

I pulled back and licked my juice covered lips. "Um, OK." I got up and kiss Mom, savoring her taste. Then I helped her with her coat and we headed out. However, Mom led me down the stairwell and not to the elevator.

As we descended the stairs, the only sound was the click of her heels on the concrete steps. When we reached the first floor landing in the stairwell, Mom turned and pushed me against the wall. She attacked me with a slippery wet kiss and took my cock out for a quick fondle.

"I love you Paul. Now zip up and let's go get that drink."

Surprised, I mumbled, "I love you too Meg." As I fumbled with my zipper and followed.

It was still light outside and unseasonably warm. Mom led me around the corner to a dark bar holding my hand. We sat on stools at the counter and ordered, a margarita for Mom and a scotch for me. We talked about work and made plans for the weekend. I was a little surprised when a few minutes later Mom ordered us two shots of tequila.

"Let's toast to our upcoming anniversary." Mom said raising her glass. "Oh shit, I'd forgotten. But at least I had a small surprise for her tonight and could get her something else tomorrow." I thought.

We shot the tequila and Mom licked salt from the back of her hand before closing her lips on the lime. Then she kissed me to cover the taste of tequila in my mouth.

"Yummy! That was nice Meg." I smiled.

She gave me one of her sly-naughty-bad-girl looks and said, "What are you going to give me for our anniversary Master?"

"Master?" I thought as I tried to come up with an answer. "I have a special surprise in mind sweetheart. Perhaps something that will renew our commitment in a permanent way." I finally said.

"Something permanent, huh. I wonder what that might be." She flashed the ring I had given her and played with it. "I know it'll be special."

I tried to deflect Mom's attention away from the plan that was brewing in my head by saying, "I think we've been looking a little pale lately so I was thinking it would be nice to go somewhere to get some sun and show off that hot body of yours."

"Oh, that's sounds nice, somewhere to lay on the beach and drink more tequila. I could get some new bikinis... "

"I was thinking that you wouldn't need a bikini on the beach I had in mind. Perhaps just a shave."

"Paul, you're being naughty now aren't you. Thinking dirty thoughts about your wife?"

"I confess, I am." Everyone around us could probably hear our exchange.

I took the lead and ordered another round of tequila shots. Pouring salt on my hand this time and picking up the lime for our kiss. "Here's to sun, sand, and my sexy 'wife'." I emphasized the last word.

Mom asked the man next to her for a cigarette. I had never seen her smoke before so this shocked me. With a very sensual gesture, she lit it and puffed, exhaling the smoke in my face. "I'm getting a little tipsy here big boy. Are you trying to get me drunk so you can take advantage of me?"

"Is it that obvious? I was hoping to take you home and have my way with you."

"Well if that's the case Master, we'd better be on our way." She smiled as she slid off the stool.

On the drive home, Mom was out of her seat licking my ear and kissing my cheek. She wouldn't touch my cock however and it was more than a little uncomfortable trying to drive with my hard-on in an awkward position. I was scared to let go of the steering wheel because of Mom's unrelenting attack on my ear and neck.

As we approached the house, Mom began undressing. Before we were even in the driveway, she had removed her jacket, blouse, and bra. She held them against her chest and as I opened the door, she unzipped her skirt and let it drop along with the rest of her clothes. I picked them up and followed her into the house.

When I got into the living room I set her clothes down. Mom appeared with a chair and told me to sit down. She began to undress me, tossing my clothes aside.

In a girlish voice she said, "Now Master, I was hoping that you would let me use your big hard love tool tonight. I know I haven't been good and that you haven't had dinner yet but I need to cum and your sex muscle was all I could think about today."

I didn't know what to say. I sat there with my cock pointing straight up it was so hard. "Where did you leave your panties Meg?" I asked after a brief silence.

"They're in my desk drawer at work sir. I know I've been bad but I just needed you." She bent over in front of me as she said it, reaching down to grab her ankles. I was impressed by her flexibility and amazed by the view.

I moved forward in the chair and slid a finger through her pussy lips. She was getting wet. I kiss each of her ass cheeks and then lightly slapped them.

"Your ass is beautiful Meg, but I think there is something missing here."

She looked at me through her legs. "Oh, I forgot to shave for you sir."

"No, that's not it. I think we're going to have my name tattooed on your ass for our anniversary. Would you like that?"

"Oh yes Master, anything, anything to please you."

"Turn around and come here." I took her hands in mine. "Meg, I love you and perhaps we could really get matching tattoos."

"I would love that Paul. I love you. Is that what you meant by permanent?"

I didn't answer as she mounted me on the chair, sliding down with a glorious smooth motion. We were embraced in a love knot. Mom's legs wrapped around me, my cock deep inside of her, our arms clinging and caressing.

She sat still and said, "When you're inside me like this, I feel like my body isn't mine anymore."

I held her tight and whispered, "Like you're the queen of my cock."

"MMMmmm... " She shifted a little. "and you're the king of my cunt."

"I've told you this before Paul but I want you to own me and use me just like I want to own and use you. Tonight, I'm your nasty cum slut and I want you to take me hard. I thought about it all day and I was so wet. For you Master, I want your pleasure."

"Meg, my pleasure is coupled with yours and if I really own you, you will cum for me more often than I do. That's the only way you can prove it to me. Then I will know that I am in your mind as in your body. Cum for me now baby. I want to feel you shake on my cock." She began to ride me in a grinding rocking motion and it wasn't long before her breathing quickened and her body was writhing in ecstasy. I held her tight and felt her all of the way through it. After holding her for several moment, I had her get off of me so we could move into the bedroom.

"Go wait in the bedroom for me and stand in front of the mirror." I watched her sensuous form disappear in the hall and went to get my present for her. I also brought the chair with me and set it in front of the full length mirror behind Mom. With her back to me, she faced the mirror and I hugged her from behind, kissing her neck and fondling her tits to get her nipples harder. "You're so beautiful. Look at you."

I pulled out the non-piercing nipple rings I had purchased earlier that day. Carefully, I put them on her and waited for her reaction. "Oh they feel nice." She turned and kissed me passionately and then turned again to look in the mirror again. Her hands covered mine as I cupped her tits and held them up. "I love the way they look. Maybe we should get my nipples pierced for real when we get our tattoos." Mom was getting playful.

"Our tattoos or our tattoo for you?" I asked.

"Definitely our tattoo on my ass, perhaps 'Fuck Princess' right here." She pointed to her right ass cheek. "Or would you prefer 'Paul's' or 'Paul's Cum Slut' because that's what I am right now Master." She pulled away from my arms and went to the nightstand to grab a pen.

Kneeling in front of me, she grabbed my cock and acted like she was writing on it. "Maybe it should say 'Master' right here." She pulled my cock up and added, "Or 'Mom's Love Juice" right here." I could feel the pen on my balls. "Or 'Meg's Property' right here." She reached through my legs and touched my asshole.

"All very nice. We'll see but right now I want you on all fours." I said taking the pen from her. I got behind her and kissed each of her ass cheeks. She looked into the mirror and could see I was preparing to mark her. In big prominent letters, I wrote 'Paul's Property' on the space in the middle of her ass cheeks just above her ass hole.

"What did you write Master?" her girlish voice reappeared.

"Take a look for yourself."

She crawled closer to the mirror and turned to see. "I love it sir." She cooed. I knelt down next to her and kissed her. She laid down and spread her thighs open and maneuvered to let me know she wanted me between them. Our mouths met in a hot open-mouthed kiss, our arms coiled tightly around each other. Her body was so soft and luxurious. The tip of my cock was in her pussy fold and I was so consumed by desire that I felt like I was almost melting into her. "You have such a beautiful hot ass." I moaned.

"Now Paul, please don't tease me anymore!" Mom begged.

She spread her legs further for me. My cockhead was resting against her pussy. Reaching down I pulled her right leg up, causing her pussy lips to open up for me a little more.

"GAWD PAUL! PUT IT IN ME!" Mom cried out. "OOOHH!!" I slammed into her wet, tight hole with a quick thrust.

Grinding my hips, I grunted, "Ungh... does it... feel... ungh... good... Mom?

"OOOooo... uhh... Yeah Honey!! Aww... More!!... Uhh!! Thrust!! Ram... I want to... mmm... Feel You!!" she groaned.

We slammed together, writhing in a frenzy. The hot, clenching flesh of Mom's pussy caressed my cock with slick friction. I pumped in and out of her willing cunt. We were buzzing with passion, my steel-hard shaft driving smooth long thrusts into her juice-slickened hole.

"OOOHHHHH!! TOO GOOD!!" Mom called out.

I clung to her and ramrodded her with long hard thrusts, driving her body into the carpet.

"AAAHHH FUCK BABY!!" she gasped as my hips pistoned my cock. Mom's pussy was so hot, I could feel her inner walls swell around me.

"OOOOOOHHH!! YOU FUCKER!! Mom shouted. "YOU'RE SOOO GAWD DAMN BIG!!"

"You love it don't you Mom?" I grunted as beads of sweat started to cover my forehead.

"Yess!! MMMmmm... DON'T... Don't you dare stop!!" Mom ordered as she bucked her hips and ass up at me. "FUCK ME!! PAUL!!"

Responding to my Mom's pleading, I jackhammered my cock in and out of her. Her back arched off of the floor as I filled her with my cock and held it there grinding against her.

"AAAHHH!!" she clenched her teeth and grunted.

"You're so hot, my little cum slut!!" I growled and resumed the long hard thrusting.

Mom inhaled and exhaled hard. "OH YES PAUL!! I'M THERE!! OH SO GOOD BABY!! BANG ME... DOOO MEEEE GOOD!!" Mom was cumming on my cock but I didn't stop.

I pulled my hips back a little and furiously thrust in shorter faster strokes. The electricity was intense. My cock was burning in her as I jacked myself through her quivering pussy hole. "OH FUCK MOM!!" I cried.

"OH BABY!! SHIT YES!! I'M... GONNA... YES... CUMMING AGAIN!! FOR YOU PAUL!! DOING ME SO GOOD!!" she drooled uncontrollably.

My pistoning cock was tingling. "OH MOM!! UHH, I WANT TO FUCK YOU FOREVER!! UHH, SO GOOD!!"

I had to slow down and lay there. My cock was so hard inside of her. I wanted to keep fucking her. I could feel her spasms. I kissed her as I regained my breath.

"Ughh, so much cock Paul!! Baby, you're killing me. I love you so much. Ughh, I want more. Fuck me some more!!"

As I pumped her harder with my cock, I could feel the cum in my balls building. Her cunt was growing tighter and my cock was flexing.

"OHH GAWD PAUL... MMMM... YES PAUL!! UUGH... GONNA CU... CUUMMM AGAIN!!" she cried. "OHH... MY... OHH... CHRIST... OHH... FUCK... OHH... YOU... GAWDD... DAMN... FUCKING STUD!!"

I wanted Mom to keep cumming and clench my ass to maintain control.

"OHHH FUCK... I NEVER... NEVER FELT... OOOOOOHHH... PAUL!!" Mom was shaking, her eyes closed tight, her head flailing side to side.

"PAUL, I... CAN'T... TAKE IT... GONNA CUM AGAIN!! OH GAWD!!" She gasped for breath. "PAUL!! YOU'RE STRETCHING ME!! YOUR COCK!!... SO BIG IN ME!! SO BIG BABY!! OOOHHH!! BABY, I... I... OH NO!! OH! OH! OH!" She chanted rhythmically as cum came. Her pussy was inflamed and she just held onto me and let herself go.

"OH MOM!! YES!! I CAN'T... STOP... GONNA CUM... CUM INSIDE YOU!!" I grunted and moaned.

"OHHH GAWD BABBEEE!! OOOOYYYY!! I CAN'T TAKE... MMMMmmmm... CUMMmiiNNGG!!" Mom cried out as her orgasms kept shooting through her in waves. She was consumed by our fucking and her pussy twitched on my cock.

"UUUGGGGHHHH!!" I moaned. "YES MOM!! CUU... CUMMING!!" I shouted as I pushed my tongue into her ear.

"OHHH!! HONEY!! FILL ME!! IIEEEE!! YEERROOR HOT CUM!!"

Writhing uncontrollably, my cock erupted inside her. Rope after rope of cum coating her inner walls. It felt like my insides were being released into her. Our bodies were locked up in a sexy, sloppy, sensual, sweaty, loving hug.

"OOHH!! I CAN FEEL IT!! SHOOTING!!" Mom yelled as she hugged me tight. My body continued to move in wild gyrations, aching to make my orgasm last longer. We thrashed on the floor as the immediacy of the sensations subsided. I just laid on top of her feeling my cock spasm. I kept flexing my cock trying to keep it going.

"MMMmmmm!! MMMmmmm!! You are so fucking yummy!! I've never been fucked like this Paul... It's... Ohhh my... " Mom moaned as she took my face in her hands and kissed me.

My cock felt so slippery coated in Mom's cream and my cum. Our kiss grew more urgent as I sucked on her tongue. I wanted to ravish her body again. I managed to flex my cock and keep it hard in her. Mom could feel my efforts and strained to clench on my cock. Slowly, I continued to pump Mom as she lay there looking into my face.

"I love you Mom." I whispered. "I want you to cum one more time."

"Oh Paul, I can't...I've never ever cum like this, so many times...OOHh!!!" she shuddered as I interrupted her with a loving firm thrust.

I held my breath and grabbed her ass and began to pump again. "Mom, please. Cum for me again. One more baby, it feels so good. I want to keep going...MMMmm..." I said concentrating on the feeling of the base of my shaft sliding against the bottom of her pussy hole.

"I love you, I love you, I love you..." I kept moaning and whispering as I pumped in short strokes. "I love you, I want to fuck you forever Mom... Oh, feel me..."

I leaned down to her tits. I'd forgotten about them in the frantic action because her pussy had commanded my attention. I took the ring on her right breast in my teeth as I slowed my thrusting. Pausing, I readied my cock. Pulling back with my teeth, I rammed into Mom. The ring pulled off of her nipple as I filled her.

"Ohhh JEEZZUZZ!!! PAUL!!!" Mom cringed.

I covered her mouth with mine and continued to ramrod her. My cock was at full mast again and it sent a new torrent of electricity through me. It felt like more of my body was penetrating her. It felt like I was plugging her pussy with a suctioning piston.

Mom was breathing hard. I intensified my fucking in short sharp thrusts as I held her tight, sliding against her.

"YES!!! A LITTLE MORE!!! GONNA... YES, CUMMMM... FOR YOU BABY!!! AGAIN!!! RIGHT THERE!!!"

Mom's body was covered in a sheen of perspiration and I slid my face down her chest. I took the ring from her left nipple in my teeth and pulled it off.

"AAAHHH!!! PAUL!!! OH BABY!!! OH BABY!!! Ohh babe..."

Satiated, Mom laid there swimming in the sensations of the afterglow. I could only bury my head in a pillow. After a few minutes, I got up to get some water. I brought one to Mom and curled up in bed with her. She took a drink and laid there with me.

"Mom, you're wonderful." I said.

"Mmm, so are you Honey. Do you know how you make me feel?" She exhaled. "Paul that was amazing. I've never cum so much. I've never felt so full. I've never felt so good. I've never been fucked like that. It's always so good with you but tonight was incredible...." She paused. "I wish you could know how it feels when you're inside of me Paul."

We'd been at it for a long time. Finally, the sensations eddied into a silent satisfaction. We crawled deeper into the sheets, the heat still radiating from our bodies. I put my hand on her hip and nestled into a comfortable position next to her. I could feel my Mom's juices drying on my cock. Mom slumped back against me. She took another drink and got more comfortable.

Continuing, she told me, "When you were in high school I did date some. It had been a few years since your father died and I finally felt ready to get involved again. I loved your father but we didn't have much time together it seemed. You and I have been together almost as long as we were married. I went to bars now and again with friends and even ended up in bed with a man once or twice."

"As you know now, after a few drinks I can get a little wild. There was this one time when I'd had a few drinks and this man asked me to dance. I could feel how big he was as he pressed up against me. I had never really fooled around a lot before I met you father and I was lonely then so I just let things happen. He did have a big cock, he told me it was eight and a half inches..."

She paused making my already awkward feelings about her confession linger. She added. "I think you're bigger though. Paul have you ever measured your cock?" She didn't wait for a response and got out of bed.

Mom returned with a ruler and continued her story. "It was fun but it was short-lived. He had a big ego and I wouldn't let him into our life." She took the ruler and held it against my flaccid cock. "With you at home and work, I didn't really crave male attention and it was never really anything more than a little sex... Oh my Honey, you're over seven inches and you're not even hard."

I stroked Mom's thigh as she sat there talking while staring at my cock and the ruler. "I kept it all from you because I was insecure about being able to take care of you by myself."

"Mom, you did a great job and it's even better now." I said as I squeezed her thigh. She laid down with her back against me.

"Paul, you have the biggest cock I've ever had..." She whispered. Lost in her own thoughts for a moment—I can't believe what the years have done for me. I love this man more than anyone, even his father. He's loved me and now he's taking care of me. I can't believe the way he makes me feel, what he can get me to do...and his cock is so good, so fucking hot and big...

"I love you Mom. I don't ever think I can say that enough." I whispered kissing her back.

"Paul, I want you to know that I have never felt this way with anyone. I know we have sex a lot but it's more than that. We wouldn't have lasted unless it was more. The strength of our relationship is only magnified by this..." She reached back and squeezed my cockhead with her fingers. "What I love most about you is how you pay attention to me, the special things you do and the openness we've been able to share over the years. When we're together, everything seems to just flow in this comforting pattern."

"Mom, I feel it too. Like everything just falls into place and there aren't any barriers."

"Yes baby, like that... And when we make love, it's the embodiment of it all. Whether it's intense and wild like tonight or tender and gentle, I feel like I am learning more about love and like we are growing into each other..." She giggled and leaned back. "I just love you Paul... And I don't ever want to lose your monster cock..."

I cuddled her into my arms, "You won't Sweet Love. You won't."

"Promise?"

"I promise dear Meg. Besides, if we get our tattoos, what would people think if they saw us naked."

"If?"

"OK, when..."

"When we get our tattoos dear boy, we'll be marked in love. And when we're old and gray, we'l have some interesting memories..." Her voice trailed off. "Will you still love me Paul? Sometimes I worry about the future..."

"Well, there's always 'viagra' Mom..."

"No, I'm serious." She rolled over to face me. "What will it be like?"

"Mom, you just said that our love is more than sex and I know that. We'll live on a golf course and sit on the porch and do what people do. Enjoy each day, hold hands, talk about our lives, travel, and make love in new ways. This is 'til death do us part' my dear wife. I will always take care of you and our life together can only get better."

"Oh Paul." A tear fell from Mom's eyes. "I love you. Hold me baby."

She rolled back to her side and I held her for the rest of the night.

********** Epilogue of Eternity

A few weeks later, we did get tattooed for each other. Mom was a little embarrassed to have to expose part of her ass to get hers but she did it. Just above the center of her ass, she was marked with "PAUL'S" in a stylish calligraphy. All capital letters in brilliant red ink.

My tattoo was in the middle of my back. I was simply marked with a big "M" which we knew represented 'Meg' and 'Mom' for our special union. Mom chose a distinct font for the single letter. She often touched that spot on my back just I did hers. It was a hidden sign of our love as we walked through crowds and stood together at parties.

On the vacation we took for our 10th anniversary a few years later, we went to Mexico. Mom's skin took on a rich deep tone through the lazy days we spent on the beach and I never tired of seeing the responses from people who noticed her tattoo.

The days and nights were held in a constant state eroticism. Her wardrobe for the vacation was new and chosen with detail and care. Mom knows how to dress to complement her assets and she dresses to please me. Two new bikinis, a few wrap around skirts, some very sexy silk lingerie that she wouldn't show me, some tight blouses, and a few pairs of pointed-toe high heels as well as more practical sandals.

Mom wore my favorite outfit on our first night in Mexico. It consisted of a short sexy wrap-around red skirt that certainly drew attention to her and showed off her legs, especially with the matching high heels keeping her calves tight. She also wore a sleeveless white blouse that she kept unbuttoned deep into her cleavage. We danced the night away in the humid heat and walked on the beach before a slow session of loving making primed us for sleep.

We woke up late the next morning and had a leisurely breakfast before heading to the beach which was just outside our backdoor. I couldn't see what Mom was wearing as she had put on shorts and a t-shirt over her bikini.

When she stripped down on the beach, she took my breath away. Her bikini was an electric blue color made of textured fabric. The top was basically two triangles of material that stretched tightly across her nipples leaving her beautiful tit-flesh bulging from all sides. The bottom of the suit only covered half of her succulent ass cheeks, exposing their curves nicely.

It was a pleasure to rub tanning lotion all over Mom. Mesmerized as I again studied her delicious body. I almost lost my breath as I stared at the sight before me. Mom was on her stomach, the tie on her top undone, and I had straddled her to spread lotion on her back and ass. Mom's nearly naked ass with my name tattooed on it was unbelievable. Something about this part of her body in particular never ceased to amaze and delight me. I was tempted to slip my growing erection into her then, imagining my cock penetrating her as we clutched together doggie-style. That would happen later that afternoon before our nap but for now I just enjoyed the feeling of her silky skin.

We lounged there for a few hours in the ocean air, sipping drinks, reading, dozing, and playing in the surf. It was so sexy to see Mom's body shimmy as we walked down to the water. I felt proud to have her with me as others stared in awe. Later, when we returned to our suite, I asked her not to put her shorts back on and I purposely walked behind her to watch her ass. By the time we got there, I couldn't help myself and bent her over and took her doggie-style until we collapsed.

After a short nap, we got cleaned up and dressed for dinner. Mom's body was already showing tan lines and her outfit that evening accented the added color. I wanted to make dinner as romantic and possible for Mom, so I had made reservations at a nice little restaurant and requested a table in a private corner. We had a leisurely candlelit dinner with some champagne and went to the hotel club to dance for a while.

Mom was shaking her body sensually as we moved around the dance floor. Several men couldn't resist and asked her to dance but she declined each of them. As it grew late, we headed back to our room and got ready for bed. We laid there naked for many minutes and kissed. I moved on top of Mom and held her, gazing into her beautiful face.

We held that position with our eyes connected as my hard cock penetrated her. Holding my cock deep inside of her, we kissed, eyes still locked together, never flinching as our hips began to work. Ever so sensually, we made love, pumping in a steady motion, letting the pleasure surge. After what seemed like an eternity, the tension within us mounted, the undulations of our bodies constant, and we experienced the flooding sensations of orgasm together. Our moaning was subdued but it felt like the most emotional pleasure we'd ever shared. It wasn't until the moment of climax that we closed our eyes and then in the silence, there was only our breathing.

The next few days were loving and intense. As always we included variety in our sexual activities and all that we did brought us closer together. It was a beautiful and relaxing anniversary. We have celebrated many more anniversaries since then, each having special memories, and all of them enriching our life together...