Sexy Fun Times/Wank/Sleep/Mom
She pushes past you and goes straight to the drinks cabinet, pours herself a stiff one and plonks herself down on your couch. “I swear I'll swing for him one day,” she says.
“Dad?” You say, sitting down and putting your arm around her and trying to cover yourself at the same time. “What’s he been up to now?”
“I don’t want to talk about it,” she says, finishing her drink and putting the empty glass down on the table. She sniffs the air. “Have you just got out of bed,” she asks; “you’re as bad as your father.”
You give her a squeeze. Your mom may be in her forties, but she is still a good-looking sexy woman. “It can’t be that bad surely,” you say.
“You think?” She sniffs. Her big breasts, barely concealed under her low-cut top, bounce. “I always knew he wasn’t faithful, but I never realised he was a pedo.”
“Really?” You say although you’re not all that surprised. “Who was it this time?”
She looks up at you. “You really don’t know,” she says. You shake your head. “I went out early this morning, but I forgot something and had to come back. I went up to the bedroom and your dad wasn’t there, so I went to look for him.” She’s got her head against your chest now and her hair smells fresh and clean under your nose. “I found him in your sister’s bedroom.”
“Oh!” You say. The thought of it is making your cock swell and you’re acutely aware that it’s only inches away from your mother’s face, and there’s a danger that it’s going to pop out of the front of your robe any moment.
“The bastard was lying on his back, and your slut of a sister was bouncing up and down on his cock like a whore. For fuck's sake - she's only eight. I thought she'd be safe for a couple of years yet.” With that image in your head, there’s no stopping your reaction and she suddenly realises that your erect cock is right in front of her face. “What the fuck!!” She sits up and you try to cover yourself without much success.
“Where the fuck did that come from,” she says; but she doesn’t take her eyes off it and you see her lick her lips.
“Sorry Mom,” you say, feeling yourself blush.
She sits and stares and neither of you say anything for what seems like ages. “That’s one thing you didn’t get from your father,” she says, and her voice sounds funny. Almost as if she can’t help herself she reaches out and pushes your robe aside to reveal your eight inch cock in all its glory; then she wraps her hand around the shaft. “Your father’s fucking Katie; maybe we can even the score,” she says and before you know it she’s leaned down and taken it in her mouth.
You just sit there, not knowing what to do; but she’s made her mind up and gets her feet in front of you, takes hold of your hand and leads you into the bedroom. As you look around and see the rumpled bed and yesterday’s clothes in a heap on the floor, you half expect her to give you a bollocking, but she’s only got one thing in mind and she pushes you on your back onto the bed.
“Do you think I’m past it,” she says as she strips her top over her head using that clever arms-crossed thing that women do. You take hold of your cock and start stroking it gently as you watch. When she takes her bra off, her tits droop, but considering their size, that’s not surprising; she skins her jeans and panties down over her ass in one go and they join your clothes on the floor. You’re surprised to see that she doesn’t have any pubic hair; you remember that when you were younger she had quite a bush down there.
She climbs onto the bed and sits astride your thighs with your cock standing up in front of her. “If I had known you had this between your legs, I might not have waited this long,” she says, gripping it with both hands. “It didn’t come from your father, that’s for sure.” She gets up on her knees and shuffles forward until her cunt is pressed against the head of your cock; then, with a kind of sigh, she lowers herself down. Her cunt is hot, wet and slippery, but still tight as it slides down over your length until you feel it bottoming out; there’s still a good inch to go, but with her weight pressing down, it’s not long before she stretches enough to take it all.
She stays there, motionless, for a while. “Not bad for an old lady,” she says with a grin as she starts to move up and down, using her pelvic muscles to squeeze you at the same time. If it wasn’t for the fact that you’ve already cum once this morning, you’re pretty sure that you be filling her with spunk by now.
"You know what makes me mad," you say. She shakes her head. "That he got there before me."
"You mean it don't you? It's a good job you left home then," she says. She stops moving. "What's up? Not tight enough for you?" She rolls off and lays on her back, scowling.
You get up on your knees and look down at her as she lays there with her legs spread. You are just about to climb on board when you have second thoughts. "Turn over," you order. She doesn't move, so you grab her hips and with a mighty heave, flip her onto her belly. Before she has a chance to object, you spread the cheeks of her ass as your cock is pressed against her brown starfish. Her face is buried in a pillow, so her protests are muffled as you relentlessly force your thick cock into her back door.
The sight of her wobbly cheeks and the knowledge that you are fucking your Mom's ass means that it's not long before you are filling her belly with incestuous spunk.