Chapter 40
Alia's response encouraged Sam to increase his pace, grinding his cock on her ass harder and faster. His hands roamed her back freely, reaching down to her sides, then under her breasts.
He wanted to cup them so badly, to feel their softness in his palms. And so he did, ignoring the alarm bells in his head. He squeezed them gently, his fingers rubbing her erect nipples.
At his touch, Alia gasped loudly and shuddered under him. "Sam! Oh, god! That's... ahh!"
But Sam didn't stop there. He leaned forward, pressing his chest against her back, and whispered in her ear. "Does it feel uncomfortable, Mom? Should I stop? Or do you want me to continue?"
"I..." Alia couldn't form coherent words anymore. Her body was on fire, burning with need. She wanted more. She wanted him. "Sam... I..."
Her hands gripped the sheets tightly as Sam pinched her nipples, sending jolts of pleasure through her body. His hot breath fanned her neck, and his dick kept rubbing against her ass deliciously.
"You're not answering, Mom. Should I keep going? Or do you want me to stop?"
Before Alia could reply, Sam suddenly rolled her over again, making her face him. She looked up at him with a dazed and needy expression. Her hair was messy, her cheeks were flushed, and her lips parted slightly.
Sam stared down at her beautiful face, then trailed his eyes down to her chest, where his hands still rested. Her breasts were full and firm, her nipples pink and hard. They were perfect.
Below them, her flat stomach led to her shorts, which had a visible wet spot at the crotch area. It showed how aroused she was.
As if hypnotized, Sam moved his hands down her body, caressing her curves before stopping at the hem of her shorts. He tugged at it lightly, his eyes asking for permission.
Alia didn't say anything but lifted her hips, allowing him to pull her shorts off. She didn't wear any underwear underneath, so she was now completely naked in front of him.
Her pussy was glistening with wetness and slightly swollen from arousal. It was the most enticing thing Sam had ever seen.
He couldn't resist anymore. He spread her legs apart, and his hand reached for her dripping core, rubbing it slowly.
"Ah! Sam!" Alia cried out at his touch, arching her back. Her eyes rolled back in pleasure.
Watching her reaction, Sam groaned in his throat and slipped one finger inside her tight pussy. He felt her walls clamp around it, welcoming him eagerly.
"You're so wet, Mom... You must have been holding back a lot, huh?"
Alia whimpered as Sam began to pump his finger in and out of her. She couldn't speak, only moan as she enjoyed his skillful movements. He then added another finger, stretching her more, and rubbed her clit with his thumb.
"Ah! Yes! Sam! More! Please!"
Sam obeyed her demand, his fingers moving faster, curling inside her to hit the right spot. His thumb circled her clit teasingly, driving her wild.
Meanwhile, his other hand played with her breast, squeezing and massaging it while twisting her nipple.
Under the dual stimulation, Alia felt her climax approaching. She was getting close, so close...
And Sam could tell from her breathing and her tight pussy gripping his fingers. So he increased his pace and said, "Let go, Mom. Let it all out for me. I want to see you cum."
As soon as he said that, Alia's body trembled, and her pussy contracted violently, squirting her juices all over his hand and the bed. She screamed his name loudly as waves of pleasure crashed over her.
"Sammm! I'm cumming! Your Mommy is cumming from your fingers!"
The sight of her orgasm turned Sam on like crazy.
Her messy hair was spread on the pillow, her eyes were glazed over, and her mouth was open. Her breasts heaved with her rapid breaths, and her pussy pulsated around his fingers. She looked so erotic and beautiful; he could watch her all day.
After Alia came down from her high, Sam withdrew his fingers from her pussy and licked them clean, savouring her taste. He never imagined he would do something like that.
Moreover, her taste made him feel like he had drunk it before. And his 'dream' with Alia flashed again in his mind, making him more confused than ever. When and how did he experience it if he didn't drink it before? It felt like it really happened. He didn't know what to make of it.
Before he could ponder more, Alia sat up and looked at him with satisfaction. Then, her eyes moved down to his crotch, where his erection was painfully obvious.
"Sam, you must be in pain. Why don't you take it out and let me help you?" Alia asked seductively, biting her lower lip.
However, Sam snapped out of his thoughts and stood up abruptly. He realized what he had done and what will continue to happen if he stays. So before he crossed the final line, he shook his head and moved towards the door.
"No, Mom. I think things are going too far. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have touched you like that. Let's just forget about everything tonight. Good night."
And without waiting for Alia's response, he left the room quickly, closing the door behind him.
Left alone, Alia stared at the door with disbelief and disappointment. Her heart ached as tears welled up in her eyes.
'Why did he reject me? Is it because of his girlfriend? Or is it because of our relationship?'
She didn't know the answer. All she knew was that rejection hurt, regardless of the reason.
Curling up on the bed, Alia let her tears fall freely.
She felt guilty for being unable to resist her temptation and trying to seduce her son despite knowing he was dating someone. But the pain of being unable to have him overshadowed everything else. The longing she felt was unbearable.
'I shouldn't have asked for the massage. Look what it led to. Now, I've probably made things awkward and distant between us.'
With a sob, Alia pulled the blanket over her naked body, feeling cold inside and out.
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