Bab 2721: £a

I've always been a heavy sleeper. I suppose no one enjoys waking up early but I've always felt terrible when I can't get enough sleep. It didn't help that my mother and sister always woke me up early even on weekends just cause they didn't want me "sleeping all day".

It's always been just been just the three of us so I guess I can understand that maybe they wanted me around for family activities but it was making me really annoyed. So I figured out a way to get away with sleeping in. Being the only one handy with a computer in the household helped.

After some late night research I figured out how to edit a Wikipedia entry with some professional sounding bullshit, making it look like I had a rare condition that made me a very heavy sleeper, and that waking up someone with said condition too early could be harmful to their health. I faked some of the "symptoms" for a few weeks and then showed mom the article. I told her the school nurse had tipped me off on the rare condition, and while it wasn't all that dangerous it was proof that I should be left to sleep as long as I wanted when possible. She bought it all, hook, line and sinker. I felt pretty proud of myself after that particular con, and it paid off by finally being able to sleep undisturbed on weekends.

Over the years the lie became my go to excuse for avoiding early mornings. I only took work that started later in the day and took evening classes on a community collage. It all fit me very well.

By the time I was 20 I was still living at home and taking courses on that community collage. Most guys would at least be thinking of moving out by then but it worked well and apartments were expensive. Besides, my mom and sis liked having me around.

It began as just a regular Sunday. I woke up, put on some clothes and walked down to the kitchen. Mom was doing some laundry, and walked through with a basket of it while I was eating my cereal.

"Good morning sleepyhead." She smiled at me.

"Morning Mom. You know, Ican do my own laundry. You don't have to."

"That's okay honey. I don't mind taking care of you a little."

"I'd be more than happy to help Mom. I'm not a kid anymore." She smiled at me.

"I know honey. You can help me out later."

I resumed eating my breakfast, but as she was walking out of the kitchen I couldn't help gazing at her ass. My mother was young when I was born, and it hadn't escaped my notice that she was still in very good shape. Mom was blonde, tall, with shapely C-cup size breasts and was, frankly, hot as hell. It sure didn't help the way she filled those jeans out either. So yea, I looked. But that was it, I wasn't gonna cross that line.

If anything I just wished she'd find someone new already. The last guy left years ago. I couldn't figure out why she couldn't find someone nice. Every guy so far had left her or turned out to be a cheating asshole.

That evening my sister was over at a friends house, so it was only me and mom. We had dinner and then retreated to the living room to watch some TV. One of our favorite comedy shows were on and we both sat ourselves on the couch to enjoy it. Mom decided to relax and drink some white wine, and while I wasn't quite 21 yet I joined her for one glass. Mom worked the late shift so it had become a bit of a habit of hers to enjoy a glass or two on Sundays.

It was a nice relaxed evening. We shared some laughs and just lounged in front of the TV. There was a movie on after which looked kind of interesting, some crime/thriller type film. So we both stayed and watched. Sis came home halfway through and found us upstairs glued to the screen trying to keep up with the plot.

"Hi Mom." My sister took after her mom's good looks, except she was shorter and more petite in general. She looked tired.

"Hi honey. You had a good time at Sarah's?"

"Mhhm, we didn't do much but yea."

"That's good honey." She didn't take her eyes of the TV. The guy was just being chased and trying to escape with the suitcase. My sister eyed us suspiciously.

"Sooo, you watching anything good?"

"Mhmm..." Mom answered. Sis didn't really appreciate action packed movies, it was one of her biggest flaws. She looked doubtfully at the chase and decided against staying.

"Well, that looks great but I think I'm gonna go get some sleep. Night Mom, night Bro."

"Sounds good sweetie." Mom said, obviously distracted. Sis rolled her eyes at me and mouthed "night" at me. I gave her a smile and mouthed back the same.

It was a good movie, but a long one. Sis probably fell asleep in her room but mom and I kept at it. The only problem was the sex scene that showed up near the end. Somehow I always seem to forget how embarrassing that can be when you're watching with family, but usually it's not that big a problem.

This one scene however was quite raunchy and explicit. To make it worse the characters were a young man and an older blonde woman. I suddenly became very aware of just how close mom and I were sitting. It was one of those embarrassing moments that seem to last forever, the movie going into excruciating detail. I couldn't deny that the scene was very hot though. Even trying to focus elsewhere I couldn't help but notice how much they resembled mom and me. Being young and horny I felt myself getting hard as soon as the thought hit me. My face must have gone beet red as I tried to hide my erection and I carefully glanced over at mom hoping she hadn't noticed. She hadn't that I could tell.

She was staring straight ahead trying hard to look normal. To my surprise her face was a few shades more scarlet as well. She was looking... affected, by the scene. Her breathing was uneven and she was angled slightly away from me. I guess it wasn't so strange that she could get worked up as well but it was shocking to me then, to see that side of her.

Anyway, we made it through the sex scene and "cooled down" for a bit before we both managed to relax again. We finished the movie and things were back to our normal routine. We shared comments about the dumb mistakes the villain had made and pointed out some dumb plot holes before leaving to prepare for the night.

That sex scene was stuck in my mind though. I couldn't help replaying it in my head and thinking of mom sitting beside me on that sofa, her face as she was trying to hide the effect it was having on her. That got me really hard and I figured "fuck it", I just had to take care of it right then and there. Normally I'd stay up, check my phone, Facebook, maybe play some video games but this time I threw my clothes off and jumped on to the bed. I didn't even bother getting beneath the sheets as I tended to my erection.

I guess I should have figured that was a dumb move, but I wasn't thinking with the right head at the moment. I was laying there trying to convince myself that it was the woman on the screen I was thinking of and that I shouldn't be feeling so guilty when the door suddenly opened.

"John? I'll prepare dinner for you two tomorrow is there anything you..." She stopped suddenly as she realized what she had walked in on. For long seconds I lay there, stunned, and mom stared at my erection. Now, I wasn't exactly huge but at well over the average length and decent thickness I was proud of what I had. And it was as large as it could be right then. By her reaction, perhaps it was bigger than the last guy's at least.

"I... tha..." Her eyes remained focused on my dick. Another second passed before I sprung to action and quickly grabbed the bed sheet and, in a rolling motion, wrapped myself in it. Mom seemed to realize then what she was doing and went several magnitudes redder in her face then she had been before.

"Sorry! I... I'm so sorry Son!" She closed the door and continued.

"I'm so sorry John! I should have knocked. I... I didn't know you were..."

"No, it's... it's okay Mom. I mean..."

I didn't know what to say. If the situation before had been embarrassing then this one was down right painful. She stood on the other side of the door for a moment and I sat on my bed, not knowing what to say.

"I guess... um..." I thought back to her question. Food. Right. "Anything is fine Mom. Food I mean. Whatever we have in the fridge." She took a while to respond.

"Yes. I'll make something. You... um. Well, good night."

"Good night Mom." I almost whispered.

She left for her room. Holy shit. My heart was beating out of my damn chest. My mom had walked right in on me jerking it like a fucking maniac. I thought I'd successfully avoided that, that's the sort of thing that only happened to others. Other dumb people who didn't lock their doors or waited until there was no one else awake. And while I was thinking of her as well? Fuck. Tomorrow was gonna be difficult.

I tried to do other stuff for a little while. Get my mind off it. It didn't work. I was still horny as hell after all that had happened. But there was no way I was jerking off now. After a while I managed to drift off to sleep.

I was woken late in the night.

"Johnny? You awake?" She shook me and tried again, a bit louder.

"Johnny? Wake up."

Mom? What the hell? The previous events didn't feel real yet, like an embarrassing dream. Was she testing me again? For my made up condition? It had happened before, but I thought they stopped with that shit years ago. I was trained in pretending to be asleep though so I just groaned softly and rolled over to my side.

"Come on baby. Wake up. Wake up Son."

I wasn't gonna budge. She should know I wouldn't wake up unless she really put some effort in. If she was having doubts about my "condition" then well, I was just going to have to reassure her it was real. She turned me on my back and looked at me for a few seconds, then stood up.

I carefully opened my eyelids a little to see what she was doing, just enough so you couldn't tell they were open in the dark. This was another skill I'd perfected while selling my lie. Mom was only wearing a long t-shirt and underwear. Just what she slept in, I assumed. She stood there a bit longer and then walked to the door. She opened it as if she was leaving and then stopped. What the hell was she doing?

Then she seemed to change her mind and came back in. But this time she closed the door behind her. I heard the lock click. She locked it? Why would she lock it? There was still enough light from the window to see as her beautiful long legs strode back towards me. She stopped at the side of my bed. She looked odd, anxious somehow.

She suddenly reached down and pulled at my bed sheet. She pulled all of it off and then went down on her knees next to the bed. At this point my brain just locked up. I couldn't process what was going on and kept acting asleep.

"Mmm Son. You've grown into such a fine young man."

I was naked except for my boxers. Mom put her hand on my chest, then slowly moved it down to my stomach and up again to my face. Letting out little moans as she did.

"So beautiful. Don't wake up now baby. Please don't..."

She was keeping her other arm between her legs, breathing loudly and moaning as she sat on her knees leaning over my body. With shock I realized that she was touching herself with her other hand. Mom was rubbing herself while caressing what she thought was my sleeping body. This was insane. But also insanely fucking hot. She noticed the effect her touching was having and stopped herself just long enough to pull down my boxers, revealing my erection.

"Jesus Son..." She mumbled. "If I had known I had such a fine cock in my house before I..." She stopped, hesitating. "I... What am I saying, I shouldn't be thinking these things. He's my own son..." Her voice got quieter and I couldn't catch the rest. Was she talking herself out of it? I hoped not.

"But if..." She brought her face up to just a few inches of mine. I tried to maintain even breathing. "If he's asleep... Does it really matter? I'll just clean up and he'll never know. Just to get rid of these thoughts."

I carefully opened my eyes again. Mom sat there, staring hungrily at my erection for what seemed like forever. "Fuck it." She suddenly exclaimed and reached out. She grabbed the base of my cock, a bit too hard, and then started kissing my shaft.

Mom licked and sucked on the side of my dick while pleasuring herself. She was moaning loudly and breathing even harder now. Her warm, quick breath on my cock alone felt like it was going to make me cum. I had to concentrate very hard not to finish right then and there.

"Mmm, Son... mmm... you taste wonderful." Mom kept finger fucking herself and lapping at my cock. Then she started licking, like really licking, me in long strokes all the way from the base to the tip. She moved her arm faster between her legs and moaned louder. I tried not to moan too loud myself at her attentions and the intense pleasure of it.

After a while she stopped licking, let go of me and leaned her head forward on my dick, pushing it down on my stomach. I could feel her hot breath on my stomach quicken as she brought herself to orgasm. She spasmed, groaned and let out a few beautiful high pitch screams as she came. Mom was panting and kept moaning silently. The moans sounded... pleased, I guess. She resumed kissing and licking my stomach and still very much erect cock slowly.

"So good baby... That was so good."

I was shocked. Amazed at what had happened and painfully horny. I was just planning to take care of that as soon as she left when she suddenly grabbed my dick again. Before I knew it she had taken it in her mouth. Mom sucked my cock and moved her tongue playfully inside her mouth. I came in seconds. For some reason mom kept her lips sealed on my shaft as I came in her mouth in long powerful streams. I couldn't help but push my hips up and down as I did but she still seemed determined to not let anything spill.

She sat up and, in a display i'll never forget, leaned her head back and swallowed.

"Ah... ah..." She panted. "I can't believe I just did that..." She smiled to herself. "I did say I was going to clean up though."

She ran her tongue and mouth over my shrinking cock once again to get the last cum off, then pulled my boxers back up and replaced the bed sheet. She inspected her work one last time and left the room.

I was overwhelmed by what had happened. I'd never seriously fantasized about having sex with mom before, but now... I couldn't stop replaying what had happened in my mind. I had to masturbate three more times that night before I could get any sleep.

The next morning I woke up earlier than usual. I got up, took a shower and got dressed. I could hear mom downstairs in the kitchen. I was a little afraid of going down there but also curious. What would she say? How was she going to react? I hoped she wasn't regretting what she had done.

I took a deep breath and then walked down the stairs. I made an effort to act as normal as possible when I walked into the kitchen. Mom was doing dishes, sis was probably at school already. She didn't say anything as I entered so I just started preparing my usual breakfast. I glanced at her. Mom was wearing a pair of tight fitting jeans again and a purple sweater with a bit of cleavage hugging her form. Maybe it was just me, but she was looking sexier than ever before.

"You sleep well Mom?" I said after I finished with the fridge, watching carefully for a reaction. And get a reaction it did. She jumped at my voice and dropped a plate back in the dishwater.

"What? Oh yes, sure. Sure." She didn't face me, probably trying to hide her face. "Um... did you also sleep well?" I could see her getting tense at that question.

"Oh yea. I actually slept better then I've done in ages. Must have had good dreams." Mom gasped and quickly turned bright red at that. I pretended to be too busy with my cereal to notice. I admit I was having fun messing with her. I looked up from my breakfast.

"Oh, are you okay Mom? Did something happened?" She stood facing me now, looking embarrassed and very guilty.

"No! I mean, maybe I'm feeling a little sick today. I'll just go and rest for a bit." She quickly left for her room. I was feeling a bit guilty myself now. I shouldn't have teased her like that. Besides, if possible, I wanted her to take advantage of me again.

Mom avoided me the rest of the day. Later, she left for work as usual and I kept busy with school stuff. I couldn't stop thinking about last night so I stayed awake in my room waiting for mom to get home. I could hear her getting back home almost at midnight, and take her usual after-work shower. I got in bed and waited, hoping for a repeat of last night. That didn't happened though. I'm not sure how long I laid there, thinking and hoping, but eventually I fell asleep.

Next morning was much the same as the last, mom seemed more in control of herself but I could tell she was still feeling guilty. I could see how it was wrong of her to do what she did, thinking I was asleep and all, but I really didn't want her to feel bad about it. I decided to hang out with her more and try cheering her up.

Two days later I was going with mom to the store to help with the shopping. She seemed to have gotten her confidence back. Then she suddenly asked about my love life.

"So how come you haven't brought home any cute girls lately John?"

"Um, I don't know. It's not that easy." Mom raised her eyebrow at that.

"Really? Come on Son, I'm sure lots of girls would love to be with you. You're an attractive young man you know."

"Oh, thanks Mom. I don't really meet a lot of girls though. Besides, I kind of prefer older women."

"You do? Why? I mean men always go for younger women don't they?"

"Lots of guys my age want someone older Mom, it's kinda of a big thing."

"Really?" She didn't seem to believe me.

"Yes. Really. Tons of guys are into MILF... I mean older women." Hopefully she didn't know what that abbreviation meant.

"Mhmm, if you say so sweetie." She smiled wryly at me. "Older women huh? You think your mom could get one of these young guys?" She was obviously teasing me.

"Of course you could Mom. You're way hotter than most young girls anyway."

"Wow... uh, thanks Son."

"No problem Mom. I mean it, any guy would be lucky to have you."

"Hmm, yea. Well, I don't want just any guy though. It has to be someone special." She looked at me as she said that. Unfortunately that triggered memories of Sunday night. I could feel my dick react instantly. In moments my erection was pushing against my pants and would be clearly visible if she looked.

I tried to cover myself up as mom continued talking about what sort of food we should get. I didn't do a good enough job though because as she turned to ask me something she suddenly gasped.

"Oh... Son. Is that your..."

"I'm sorry Mom." I blurted out. "I can't really control it."

"No, that's okay... You're a young man. I shouldn't have commented on it."

We didn't say anything else. But as we drove on I could tell mom was catching glimpses of it when she thought I wasn't looking. She looked like she was getting horny. That sure didn't help my problem go away.

When we got to the store I had to tell mom to go ahead and I'd catch up in a bit. She didn't protest and silently left ahead of me. She didn't seem bothered when I caught up with her in the store and the rest of the day went by as normal.

That night I went to sleep as usual. I'd given up on having a repeat of Sunday, thinking it was a one time thing. As it turned out though, I was wrong.

I was woken by mom pulling off my boxers. I was surprised, but immediately realized what was going on. I didn't let on that I was awake and slowly opened my eyelids just enough to see.

Mom was naked this time, and she looked just as hot naked as I'd imagined. Hotter even. She exercised and went to the gym regularly and it had produced results. She had a body like a swimsuit model, just not as sickly thin as some of those. Her breasts were surprisingly firm and her ass was slightly bigger than most but well toned and perky.

She didn't go straight for my cock this time but straddled me and sat on my stomach facing me. It was an amazing sight. Mom's thighs sat to my sides and her wet pussy slowly rocked back and forth on my stomach.

"I know I shouldn't do this baby, but it's so hard not to get tempted." She continued grinding lightly on my stomach and put one of her hands behind her back to grab my dick. "You keep showing this off don't you? Your hot fucking cock. Your old mom hasn't gotten any in ages you know..." She started rubbing me and then backed up so my cock ran up her butt cheeks. I'd always admired her bubble butt and now I finally got to experience it first hand. She backed up more and pushed me in between her cheeks, then rocked slowly back and forth while holding me there. I could feel her warm skin and even some of the wetness of her pussy on my cock as she jerked me off like that. She rocked and purred appreciatively at the feeling of my dick being lodged between, and rubbing against, her ass. I had to force myself not to groan too loudly or shout at the intense pleasure of it.

Mom had almost brought me to orgasm when she suddenly let go and moved forward to sit on my chest. "Mhh..." She sighed. "That feels so good Son. I've been thinking about that the whole day." She adjusted herself and even though I couldn't see that high I felt her eyes gazing down at me. "You're so handsome Son. You look a lot like your father... Just," she giggled, "just much bigger."

"There is something else I've been thinking about..." She hesitated. "Is that too far? I really shouldn't. He's my son but... Fuck!" She cursed and mumbled to herself. Was she going to stop? I sure hoped not.

"Okay." She suddenly seemed determined again. She lifted herself of my chest and backed up. She took my shoulders and, with a grunt, pushed me towards her so I slid down the bed. Then she took my pillow and put it back under my head. Only, she had turned it sideways so I only had the short side to rest my head on. I was getting really confused as to what she was doing.

She pushed herself up again and just as I thought she was going to get off me she instead moved forward on her knees until she stood right over my head. Before I could react mom lowered herself right on top of me, matching up her pussy with my mouth and sitting down.

She leaned forward a bit and ground her pussy into my face in slow forceful movements. It was the hottest thing I'd ever experienced. She still smelled of the soap from her shower. She was wet, and as mom's pussy spread out over my mouth her juices drenched my face.

"Aahh!" Mom let out a relieved moan and tightened her thighs around the sides of my head. "Fuck Son. Oh fuck! I'm so bad. Don't wake up baby. Mmm..." She moved her hips and ground herself against my lips.

"Jesus, this is so hot." She exclaimed. I agreed. This was great. I just wished I could do more. I could taste her now. She tasted much better than I would have thought. I felt the urge to lap up her juices and explore her with my tongue.

So I decided to act. I slowly started to move my mouth and stuck my tongue out just a bit. That sent a jolt through mom and she almost threw herself of me.

"Shit! Shitshitshit!" She stood on her knees and watched me, a look of terror on her face. I kept slowly moving my mouth and licking the air, grumbling like I was dreaming. Luckily she bought it.

"Jesus Christ... you're dreaming? Holy shit, I thought..." She took a second to catch her breath. Then she reached out towards my face, stroked it and prodded my mouth with her finger. I played along, groaning at the touch, licking and sucking her finger. She moved her hand back.

"No way." Was all she said.

Then she slowly advanced forward. It seemed my gamble had paid off. Even if I had scared her a bit she was not about to give up getting her pussy eaten by her apparently dreaming son. Mom resumed her position, leaning against the wall at the head of the bed and pushing her pussy back down on my face. This time I licked. I started carefully, with mechanical movements at first and then slowly picking up the pace. She responded by grinding back at me and moaning in beat with my licking.

"Fuck yes Son. Eat me... Eat mommy's pussy baby!" She groaned and tightened her grip on my face again. I felt her hand grab my hair and forcefully push me up while she sat herself down even harder down on my face. It was getting difficult to breathe as she worked herself on me, obviously getting close to orgasm. Before long she was smothering me in her pussy, grinding like a woman possessed.

She pulled my hair and pushed me up even harder against her pussy, like she was trying to push my whole head inside. Her legs pressed painfully against the sides of my face as she came hard. She screamed in ecstasy as her cum flowed down my mouth and all over my cheeks. It was intense. I had no idea how she expected anyone to stay asleep during that.

"Uuuhhngg fuck!" She groaned before working her pussy over me a few last times. She leaned back and lay her naked body down on me. She was breathing fast, exhausted from what had just happened.

"I can't believe I did that. I can't believe I actually did that." She sighed with pleasure. "And he doesn't wake up. I could... I mean it's not like he's going to know. I'll just be helping him have better dreams, sort of..." She got off me and stood up beside the bed.

"Hmm..." Mom touched my face to find it covered in her juices. "That's not good." She thought for a moment and then smiled to herself. "Well, I better clean it up then." She climbed up on the bed again, leaning over me, and moved her mouth down towards mine. She put her tongue out and started lapping at me, in long strokes, effectively licking up all the evidence of her riding my face. She cleaned me methodically, getting all of it off, swallowing in between strokes and making my cock pulse in pace with her licking. After she finished she stuck her tongue in my mouth and kissed me deeply. I responded and our tongues played in my mouth in a long, wet kiss.

Luckily she hadn't forgotten about my "little problem" either. She backed up on me and grabbed my cock, admiring it. "Mmm... just one perverted fantasy left for mommy, Son. I might as well." She placed my cock head just at her opening and pushed down. It was a mind blowing experience to feel my dick slide inside mom's wet cunt. Her walls seemed to hug and massage my cock as it explored deeper inside her. She bottomed out with another pleased moan, my whole dick enveloped by her pussy.

"Oh Son! God, that feels sooo good." I was already fighting hard not to cum when she started moving. She thrust herself up and down hard on my cock. Her firm tits bounced hypnotically as she moved. I couldn't believe I was inside my own mother. I somehow managed to hold out for a few minutes before I came. I thrust my cock as far in as it could go and shot streams of my cum into mom's pussy. It responded by hugging my cock tightly and forcing every drop of semen I had out inside her. Mom was getting close to orgasm again and kept fucking my drained cock for a moment before she came hard and collapsed on top of me with a cry of pleasure.

We both lay there for a while, almost in an embrace, while our pulses settled. Her tits resting against my chest and her warm quick breath on my ear.

Mom got up, slid my cock out of her and stood beside the bed. She watched me a while before she pulled up my boxers and replaced everything as it had been. Then she kissed me on the mouth and whispered, "Thanks Son. I needed that."

As she walked out of my room holding her clothes I got one last look at her perfect naked body. Her nice round ass, messy hair and what I supposed was my cum running down her amazing legs. I smiled, because I knew now this wouldn't be the last time. A little over two weeks had passed since my first, lets say, "encounter" with mom. She kept making her visits pretty much every night after work. Always the same routine. Home at around midnight, then she'd go into her room for a bit, take a shower and lastly take sexual advantage of her sleeping son. Of course I wasn't sleeping, but she didn't know that.

And so, I found myself spending most nights on the receiving end of some amazing sex.

Things were good. Living the dream, so to speak, even though I'd never dreamt of this sort of thing happening. The days were better too. There might be something about actually getting sex on a regular basis as a young guy that just makes you feel better about yourself. Mom seemed happier as well. She smiled more and was more relaxed. Couldn't have been easy on her being a single mom for so long. I can honestly say I was happy for her.

It was a day like any other when I walked down to the kitchen and found mom and sis baking. Chocolate chip cookies by the smell and ingredients on the counter. A bit out of the ordinary for them to be baking but I wasn't gonna complain. They were both wearing these cute red aprons that hugged their forms in front and were open in the back, in a way that seemed to highlight both their, very nice, asses. Or maybe that was just me being a perv.

My sister had inherited my mother's good looks, and with what was going on with mom and me I sometimes included her in my idle fantasies. Those fantasies happened more frequently on days like today, when I hadn't gotten a visit the night before. It was Monday, and though mom snuck into my room like clockwork almost every weekday, weekend visits were rare. I didn't keep track of my sisters schedule, but it seemed she had most the day off.

"Morning Mom, Sis. Though I must still be dreaming if you two are actually in the kitchen, baking."

"Oh, look who's up. And before noon even, incredible!" Sister said, teasing me. Despite the mocking tone she turned around and smiled at me, then almost jumped on me to give me a hug with flour covered hands. She held her arms over my shoulders and squeezed her breasts against be as she lifted her legs up behind her and hung off me, laughing.

"Whoa Sis. Take it easy. You're not as light as you used to be you know." She gasped indignantly at that and let go.

"Sure you're not just getting weaker 'big' bro? Might wanna hit the gym instead of insulting your poor little sister." She retorted. I smiled back at her. We always teased each other like that, in a kind of playful loving way.

"Oh behave you two." Mom scolded. "Morning sweetie." She said as she too took the opportunity to hug me. Mom held me much more intently than my sister as she pressed her larger bosom against me. She had gotten into the habit of being more physical with me since this whole thing started. She seemed to take any opportunity to hug or brush up against me in ever so slightly inappropriate ways.

"These look great Mom." I said, looking at what they were baking, trying to distract myself from thinking dirty thoughts.

"Glad to hear you like them, cause you're gonna help out too. We don't have any more aprons though so don't make a mess."

"Oh come on Mom. I just got up."

"If you think the women of this house are going to slave in the kitchen while the only man lounges around being useless then you got another thing coming young man. Now roll up those sleeves and help your sister." Mom said, a little more sternly. Which made my sister grin and step aside to give me room at the counter.

So I helped out, and we all worked together. It went pretty well, except that Sis kept "accidentally" bumping her hip and butt into me when I was trying to work the dough. That prompted mom to join in on the fun and soon I had both of them taking turns shoving me back and forth between them, in a perhaps not entirely appropriate manner, and giggling hysterically. Not that I minded much, and I did get my revenge by smudging some flour on their clothes.

We spent the rest of the day together as a family, eating lunch and doing some minor chores until mom left for work and I had classes.

Mom came into my room that night. After two whole days without I was feeling extremely horny, and as it turned out, so was mom. She began as she often did, by throwing of my bed sheet and laying naked on top of me, thrusting her tongue in my mouth and coaxing me into kissing back. I had to sell the illusion of being asleep and gradually became more active in returning her affections. Plus, I kind of liked making her work for it.

She lay like that for a while, making out with me and whispering dirty things into my ears, perhaps wanting to fuel my wet dreams. When she was satisfied with that she pushed herself forward on me and carefully guided one of her nipples into my waiting mouth. With some more coaxing she got me sucking and kissing them.

"Mmm... Son. I couldn't wait to get home today baby. Mommy was dripping wet all day thinking about you. Uhnng... that's it baby..." She purred as she let me suck on her breasts. "Suck mommy's titties Son. Like a good little boy."

She moaned as she stroked my hair, swapped breasts and put her other hard nipple in my mouth. She was moving her pussy up my leg as she did this, obviously getting herself worked up by the attention of my tongue and lips.

She could keep this going for quite a while, I knew from experience. A week or so back she had kept me licking and sucking her breasts for about an hour. Not this time though, as she sat up after ten or so minutes and changed position. Mom reversed herself on me and immediately engulfed my cock in her mouth as she lowered her pussy on mine. She worked her lips vigorously on my shaft and her tongue slid over it greedily inside her warm mouth.

She stayed locked on my erection while seemingly doing everything she could to make me cum as fast as possible. She was moaning deeply inside her closed mouth, sending vibrations over my cock when she pushed herself down to force it down her throat. I didn't last long. I let out a muffled moan of my own into mom's cunt as I came. She let my sperm unload into her mouth with a delighted sound from her closed lips.

After several gulps and a thorough cleaning of my shrinking cock she released me from her warm embrace. She let out a long breath and sighed with pleasure.

"Mmm... Son, you taste amazing. So nice of you to give mommy her late night snack." She leaned back a bit to give me better reach into her dripping pussy. "Here's yours baby. Hnng... Make sure you eat all of it..."

I shoved my tongue into mom's, frankly very nice tasting, pussy in response. Almost like fucking her I pushed my tongue as far as I could in and back out again. Then I moaned and uttered half finished words, as if dreaming, while my lips were still pushed into her cunt. At that, mom shivered and let out deep groans of pleasure that almost made it seem as if she was in pain.

She kept riding me like that for a while, her pussy grinding my face while she stroked my cock in anticipation of my second wind. These sessions with mom usually let me cum two or three times. In the meantime she always found things for me to do.

Mom was very... oral, I suppose would be the right word. Anything that involved licking and sucking, whether on me or her, she could do for hours. And she had, on occasion, made me eat her pussy that long. Not that I would have protested, but it left my jaw hurting like hell the next day. Though it was amusing seeing mom's reaction to me complaining about it the next day.

I made her cum three times, and she me once more before she climbed off. She sat and rubbed my shaft for a moment as she waited for it to get harder. I carefully snuck a peek at mom as she sat there in her naked glory, sweaty and gazing upon her son's naked body with her hand on my slowly growing erection. She was beautiful. Sometimes I couldn't believe my luck, to have such an amazing looking mom to begin with and to have gotten myself into this situation.

When she was content with my progress she got on top of me again and guided my cock to her entrance. With a deep satisfied sigh she let herself slide down on my erection.

"Aahh..." She let me push all the way in and stayed like that for a moment. I could feel myself filling her up, her walls holding my cock tightly. "Mmm, you always feel so nice in me Son. Much better than any dildo."

Then she started moving back and forth on me, gradually increasing the tempo and the pleasure in her voice as she chanted for me to fuck mommy. Mom rode me hard and desperately, like she was making up for the previous nights she hadn't got to fuck me.

She came twice, but had to get off me and finish herself off the last time. Holding herself up over me with one arm, looking at me and masturbating furiously until she came and collapsed on top of me. Again, we laid like that for a while. Our naked, sweaty bodies pressed against each other.

Eventually she got up and proceeded to put everything in order. As was usual now, she got rid of the juices of my face and some of my body using her tongue. Mom thoroughly lapped everything up and finished with a passionate kiss. I would definitely have gotten another erection if I hadn't just cum thrice. She finished the rest of her clean up and whispered a loving "Good night."

The next day we went jogging. Mom ran two or three times a week and if I felt up for it I sometimes tagged along. I like to think I keep myself in good shape but it's always a challenge to keep up when I'm running with mom. We ran the usual course of about five miles and collapsed on the front yard. That is to say, I collapsed after coming back a minute or so after mom. She had already had time to cool off somewhat and had just begun stretching.

"There you are slowpoke." She smiled at the way I practically threw myself on the grass. I lay on my back with both arms pointing straight out, panting heavily.

"Beaten by your old mom once again. You need to work on your stamina Son." She teased.

"It's not a fair fight Mom." I paused to catch my breath. "You're not that old, and I doubt many mothers are in your kind of shape anyway." She smiled broader at that.

"Oh yea? You think your mom is in good shape, huh?" She twirled around for me, showing off her body, and giggled at my sudden coughing fit. She was wearing a gray running tee and black tight pants. Not yoga pants, but pretty damn close. Looking at it from below I couldn't deny that her ass, at least, was in extremely good shape.

"Yea, I mean I would be lying if I said you wasn't. I don't think it's normal for a 38-year-old to run that fast."

"Ugh, don't remind me. Haven't I thought you never to mention a woman's age?" She frowned.

"All I meant was that you're in insanely good shape Mom. If I didn't know you I'd guess you were in your twenties." I said, meaning every word.

"Oh, you're such a sweetheart." She winked at me. "Twenty, huh? Looks like I still got it."

"I saidin your twenties Mom, not twenty." I smirked.

"Hah, I'll take it." She stood there, still smiling, and looked at me for a moment. Like she was thinking about something.

"Well, better get stretching young man. If you ever wanna be as limber as your twenty-something mother."

I got up, wiped the sweat off my forehead and began my post-running ritual. As mom and I stood there stretching together I just so happened to be positioned to have a great view of mom as she bent and arched in front of me.

"Honey," she said when I was just about to round up and head inside, "would you mind giving me a hand?" She motioned for me to come closer and then took hold of my shoulder with one hand.

"Thanks. I can never keep my balance when doing this." Mom stood with one leg bent back and holding it in her hand, stretching her thigh. She switched legs and smiled appreciatively at me for acting as her lamp post.

"One more thing." She said as she finished. "I haven't been stretching my hamstrings properly. Think you could help?" She lay down on her back and lifted one leg up slightly.

"Um... What do you want me to do?" I asked.

"Just push." She raised her leg straight up as she waited for me. "Push my leg forward. But not too hard."

"Sure, um, I could do that." I got down on my knees over her resting leg and took hold of the other, pushing forward.

"You have to do better than that though. Push with your body instead, come closer." She instructed.

Right. I scooted forward so that her leg rested on my shoulder, moving against it with my body instead of pushing with my hands. I stood on my knees leaning into her hips, in a very suggestive position.

"That's better... Uhgnn... Hold it there." She groaned a little at the pain of it. "Okay, let up. Good. One more time, a little more."

I helped her stretch both legs in the same way, all the while hoping no one would walk by to see what pretty much looked like me slowly humping my own mother. She looked erotic, lying sweaty and groaning on the ground under me. I did end up getting a bit 'excited' but I don't think she noticed. I stayed on the ground for just a few seconds after to make to give myself time to calm down, just to make sure.

"Thanks honey, that feels much better. You really got in there." She said almost seductively and with a mischievous grin.

"No problem Mom. Any time." I said before I could think of the possible connotations. She raised her eyebrow at that, but didn't comment.

We both went inside to take a well deserved shower, separately. Part of me really wanted to bust into the bathroom to see how she would react though. After a change of clothes and some time laying on my bed, wishing it was night, I got up and started on some school work. Mom was lounging on the sofa, playing some kind of game on the tablet, I noticed as I walked down to the kitchen to make myself a snack.

There was something about that moment, when I'd been helping her stretch, that I just couldn't let go. I'd actually been thinking about it for a while, how it would feel to fuck her. Not like when she was riding me, using me, but actually 'fucking' her. Taking command and being an active participant, without having to pretend to be sleeping. Not that I didn't like being used by her. I'd come to realize it was, or had become, a huge turn on for me to pretend to be asleep.

Still, I wanted more. But did I dare do anything? Reveal to her that I'd known for all these weeks? I felt like it might chase her away, maybe make her too embarrassed. I knew it was wrong, on some level at least, since we were mother and son. I was kind of afraid to have that discussion and end up concluding that we couldn't and shouldn't continue. Better to let her believe her 'transgressions' were going by completely unknown. Or was it?

I ended up sitting staring at my computer screen for hours, thinking, and not getting any work done. In the end I hadn't come to a conclusive decision. Part of me knew what I wanted though, and that part was growing bigger (and no, I don't meanthat part). The real problem was lack of courage, or idiocy depending on your viewpoint.

I didn't masturbate that day, and I pretty much never did anymore, even though I really wanted to right then. I felt like abstaining improved my endurance for our nightly sessions. Luckily, mom showed up as usual.

She came in wearing a towel. She glistened in the soft light and as she leaned over to give me a kiss I noticed that her hair was still wet from the shower. Mom immediately climbed on top of me and guided my cock to her vagina, seeming inpatient. She didn't put it in just yet though and instead used my engorged cock head to massage her pussy lips, sliding it up and down the length of them.

When she was ready she inserted me carefully, just a little bit at a time, and then lifted off me again. She slowly put me further and further inside of her as she worked her clitoris with the other hand. She kept going like that, increasing her pace and the volume of her moans until she couldn't take it any more and sat down almost violently on my full length.

"Ghaaa... Yes! Mmm... fuck your mommy baby. Fuck that sexy young mother of yours!" She pounded away at my cock as she sat in the cowgirl position, facing up and above me. Obviously my compliments on her body earlier today had had some effect.

As she thrust away at me I was struck again with the desire to grab her, to flip her glistening body over and take her with all I had. My thoughts from earlier that day replayed in my head. Should I tell her? Did I want to? Well, yes. Hell yes. But I was still deathly afraid of her reaction.

What finally decided the matter was lust. Lust from being pushed almost to orgasm by the breathtakingly hot blonde woman riding me like her life depended on it. I grabbed hold of her hips and thrust back. Feeling her warm skin in my hands and the way the walls of her pussy seemed to contract and squeeze in response sent me over the top. I came as hard as I ever had, deep inside my mother, with a loud moan.

For a moment it didn't seem like she'd noticed. But then she stopped, and looked down on my face. I tried to think of what to say as her face changed from lustful to mortified in two breaths. She went still.

"Oh, no... Are you... Um... Are you awake? This isn't... I..." Her face turned dark red with embarrassment as she fumbled for words to try to explain why she was sitting naked with her son's cock, and now semen, inside of her.

"Mom, I..." I began.

"This isn't what it looks like!" She blurted out with a shriek before I could finish. "Please... I didn't mean..." Her eyes were wide with bewilderment.

"I know Mom! I know. I wasn't really sleeping. I never was." I almost yelled.

She stopped. For a few long seconds mom just sat there, looking confused. I considered pointing out that she still had my dick inside her, but figured it might upset her further.

"I'm sorry Mom. The whole thing about my sleep was a lie and I didn't want to upset you and I... I liked it. You shouldn't feel bad. Please Mom." I rambled. "You're amazing. You're so fucking hot Mom and I didn't want it to stop and..." I didn't know what else to say. Couldn't figure the right way to say it.

Mom didn't speak. She just got up to leave, still red in her face from embarrassment with a stunned look. She paused to look back at me as I sat in my bed, her hand to her mouth and the other hugging her waist. Then she left, leaving the towel on the floor and my mind in turmoil. I spoke the only word that came to mind.

"Fuck."

The following morning was probably the worst I've felt in terms of anxiety and apprehension in facing the day. I sat in my room until well after lunch. I sat at my computer doing whatever I could to occupy my mind. Watching Youtube, Facebook, news, whatever.

I had to face the music eventually though, and I was getting hungry. I walked down to the kitchen slowly, trying my best to keep composed. Mom turned out to be sitting at the table, almost like she was waiting for me.

She didn't say anything as I walked up to the sink, took a glass and poured myself some water. I could feel her gaze following me though and I froze in place, waiting for her to say something and pretending to be absorbed in the monumental task of drinking some tap water.

"Son," she started, "I think we need to talk."

Oh shit.

"Look, Mom..." I began.

"No." She cut me off. "Let me begin John." She said with a serious look on her face.

"Do you find me attractive?" She ask

Uh..." That was not the question I had been expecting. "I... Yes. Of course I do. Even if you're my mom you're probably the hottest woman I've ever met." I answered truthfully.

"That's nice of you to say honey." She said with the hint of a smile on her lips.

"Are you upset with me? Or disappointed?" She continued.

"No! Really, I could have stopped you the first time if that was the case. It surprised me but... fuck, Mom. Any guy would kill for the chance be with you, mother or no." Again that hint of a smile on her lips. "I consider myself lucky that you'd want to, uh... use me." This time it was my turn to turn a shade of red as I considered what words to use to describe what she had done to me.

"Good. You really don't think badly of me then?"

"No. I promise. I mean, I get that it could be considered wrong. You being my mother and all as well but... Even if I hadn't been awake I think I would be okay with it, if it was you."

"Okay Son." She closed her eyes as if considering my answers. "One last question."

"Did you really lie about your condition? The sleep thing?" She looked serious again.

"Um, yea. I did. I didn't want to get up so early and then it just... became a way of life for me I guess. I like staying up late, and sleeping late." She didn't give any sign as to what she thought about that. "Sorry Mom."

"Alright." She said. "I suppose I understand."

"So... um, are we okay then? Talk over?" I asked hopefully.

"No." She said, standing up. "We need to speak more about this. And we are not okay, not yet." She said, and moved towards the stairs.

Mom turned around in the doorway and looked at me.

"Come up to my room in one minute and we can resume this." She spoke and then left for the second floor.

So much for getting through this quickly. I still had no idea what she intended to do about our nightly encounters. I had hoped that she would continue her visits but it was looking bleak. I took the one minute mom had told me to wait to try and compose myself.

I reluctantly walked up the stairs and to the door leading to mom's bedroom. I wasn't sure why she wanted to talk in there though. Sis wasn't home so it shouldn't matter. I knocked and called out before entering.

"Mom?"

"Come in Son."

I walked in to find her sitting on the side of bed, completely naked. You might think I'd be used to that by then and I shouldn't be shocked, but I was. Something about it being the middle of the day and her knowing I was watching made it different.

"Not regretting what you told me earlier are you?" She looked at me expectantly. I shook my head.

"Good. Come here." She motioned for me to stand in front of her. I closed the door and did as she said. Mom stood up and walked behind me, turning me to face her with a determined hand on my shoulder.

"On your knees." She ordered. I couldn't think of anything to do but obey, though I was unsure were she was taking this. I sat on my knees with my back against the bed and looked up at her face, almost hidden by her breasts at that angle.

"Now... There is still the issue of you lying to me young man. To me and your sister both, for years."

"Um, I'm sorry? But Mom, is that really important considering... everything else?"

"Of course it is!" She sounded a little angry, but she didn't look it. Instead she looked more... excited, than anything else. "You shouldn't be lying to your mother and I'm going to have to punish you if we are going to get past that."

"Okay Mom, but shouldn't we-hmmph." Was all I could get out before she sat her pussy down on my face and forcibly pushed my head down against the side of the bed.

"And I think I've figured out the perfect punishment for you Son." Mom said in a sultry tone as she leaned forward, putting more weight down on my face. The mattress allowed her to push and grind aggressively against my head as her soft pussy spread it's lips over my mouth.

"Come on honey. You aren't gonna make mommy forgive you like that." She admonished.

I was shocked by her aggressiveness but did as she wanted and started moving my lips and tongue in familiar patterns. The difference being that now I didn't need to hold back and I ate her pussy with abandon. Mom moaned loudly at the pleasure it gave her.

"Mmm... fuck yea baby!" Mom cried out and sat down harder on me. "You didn't let mommy cum yesterday, mmm... I've been sooo horny all morning because of it. I think it's time for you to make up for that!" She wove her fingers into my hair and grabbed hold, keeping me wedged hard against her wet folds as she ground herself on me, wild with desire.

Her juices ran down my chin and cheeks, down my the sides of my throat and seeped into my clothes. Mom moaned and made shrill sounds of pleasure as she held me locked in position. She came quickly, her fluids gushing over me and into my mouth. She gasped and convulsed in orgasm while still not letting up and inch of her grip on me.

"Fuuuck... Ahh, mmm... Son." She breathed heavily. "How do you like mommy cumming on you? Do I taste good baby?" Mom chuckled to herself. "I imagine you would have said something by now if you didn't think so." She slowed down and ran her fingers through my hair while she spoke, but didn't let me go.

"That's once darling. Lets call it reparation for yesterday." She smiled wickedly. "Now... how many times should you make me cum before I can forgive you I wonder? Hmm..." She made a face like she was thinking hard on the answer.

"We do have a few hours before your sister gets home, I say we put them to good use." She said, still smiling.

She sure did make use of the time. Mom must have worked herself to orgasm over a dozen times, keeping me locked in that position, unable to move. Not that I really wanted to. I at least managed to change to a more comfortable position, sitting down on the floor instead of keeping my legs bent.

When she came for the last time there was pussy juice all over me, the bed, and running down her thighs. She had a bit of saliva trickling down the side of her open mouth as she sat down carefully in my lap, exhausted. She looked me in the eyes with a loving smile and gave my tired lips a kiss.

"I forgive you Son." She said and leaned forward, hugging me, resting her naked body against me and breathing hard in my ear. I was out of breath myself, and had to take a moment to recoup.

"And what about you Mom?" I asked. "Should I forgive you? You did decide to take advantage of your innocent sleeping son after all." I teased. She giggled in my ear.

"Well then you're just going to have to punish me, aren't you?" She purred. "I'll do anything you want Son."

"Anything?" I said. She leaned back and looked into my eyes.

"Anything."

"I'm definitely going to take you up on that offer Mom." I smiled. "But what do you say we make use of this bed before my sister comes home? I've been wanting to do this for a long time."

"Oh? Do what exactly?" She feigned innocence.

"To fuck you, Mom." I said without hesitation.

"Oh my! My own son, fucking me?" She gasped and put her hand in front of her mouth theatrically.

"Yes Mom." I answered.

I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her in for a long, deep kiss and then, true to my word, I moved her to the bed and fucked her brains out.

*The warmth of the sunlight coming through my window woke me up. I found myself laying in my bed with my beautiful young mother next to me. Her face was buried in the side of my neck. She had one arm draped over my chest and her leg over mine. I could feel her warm breath on me and her tits, pushed up against my side, moved as she breathed deeply in her sleep.

The sunlight shone on both my mom's golden blonde hair, laying spread over my shoulder and pillow, and her naked body. The light made her look even more beautiful than usual as she slept beside me.

I lay there for the longest time, just taking in the sight of her and the feeling of her skin against mine. Every now and then she would mumble in her sleep and nestle closer up against me.

The nightly visits had continued. Mom said she needed some way to relieve tension after work, and that she had gotten used to me being there for her. I was happy to oblige. We even went back to pretending I was asleep sometimes, at her suggestion. I think she liked being reminded of how she had used me without permission. At times, I had even pretended to wake up confused at why my mother was riding me. Which she immediately, and with great enthusiasm, played along with.

We had decided that we should always sleep in our own beds at night to be safe, but apparently that had been easy to forget. We must have just fallen asleep in each others arms. It really didn't bode well for our secret if that rule had been broken so soon.

The bed was a mess and smelled strongly of sex. If sis had even just opened the door to my room before she went to school we would have been found out. So far we had avoided getting caught though.

It was Friday morning, I realized. Mom and me had been going at it like rabbits ever since the reveal last Tuesday. I didn't imagine today was going to be any different. I smiled like a fool at that thought. With both her and me being home during the days and sis at school there was nothing to stop us.

Eventually mom woke up. She groaned and stretched before rolling over again to snuggle up to me and putting her head on my shoulder.

"Morning Mom." I said. She groaned with disappointment at having to wake up but slowly heaved herself up on her elbows to face me. She smiled at me and yawned. After getting most of the sleep out of her eyes she replied.

"Mmm... MorningSon."

She way she emphasized "Son" somehow seemed to convey a memory of what we had done yesterday, how wrong that was with her being my mother, and just how much that turned her on. Despite everything that had happened I still managed a slight blush.

Mom laughed softly and pulled herself closer. She held my head as we shared a long kiss. When she pulled back she let her hand slide down my torso to find my, understandably hard, morning wood. She gazed at me with hungry eyes as she slowly stroked my shaft.

That was as far as she took it though because she suddenly pulled herself away and stood up beside the bed. I grunted in disappointment.

"Oh, don't get me wrong baby. I fully intend to finish that." She said, not looking me in the eyes, but straight at my erection. "I just didn't feel like laying in bed all day." She winked at me. "We might never leave."

"That's probably true..." I said. "I guess we have yet to do it in... what? The garage?" I pointed out, only half serious.

"Mmm, I was thinking about the shower myself. I'm feeling particularly dirty this morning. I figured you might help me wash up?"

"I can definitely do that." I said and jumped out of bed after her as she strode out toward the bathroom.

As soon as we got in the shower mom practically threw herself at me, pushing me against the wall and squeezing her breasts against me as her tongue explored my mouth.

The shower was a pretty luxurious three and a half walled construction with tiled walls that, without being huge, allowed for a good amount of space for two people to move around in.

"Mmmf-Mom," I pulled away from her and managed to speak, "maybe we should turn on the water?"

She turned away just long enough to make sure the water wasn't going to scold or freeze us completely and then resumed kissing me violently.

I explored her naked body with my hands, touching her soft skin anywhere I wanted and enjoying the fact that I could. I reached down and plunged two fingers deep into her wet opening. She moaned into my mouth and began stroking my dick in response. I used my thumb to massage her clitoris as I kept fingering her and I could feel her muscles react to the stimulation. Our moans filled the bathroom together with the sound of running water.

As mom came she crossed her legs around my hand, trapping it, and came hard on my fingers. Her shout reverberated in the tiled room and she put her hands and head on my shoulders to keep herself from falling, almost pulling me down with her. She finally let my hand go and I pulled my slick fingers from her moist womanhood.

"Wow Mom. Do all women cum that violently or is it only you?" I smirked.

"Heh," she chuckled, "no. I don't think they do, and neither would I, usually. But I'm guessing most women don't get fingered by their wonderful sons either." She looked exhausted from just having orgasmed but gave me her best motherly smile.

I pulled up my hand to taste the juices stuck to my fingers before they could wash off, but was interrupted by mom as she grabbed my hand and forced them into her mouth instead. She gave me a sultry look as she licked her own juices off my fingers.

"Mmm, I do taste pretty great. If I do say so myself." She purred.

I took that as an invitation to drop down to my knees and taste her bare shaved pussy for myself.

"Ahh... Son, I didn't mean you had to do that. I've already cum and you're still hard baby." She moaned. I released myself long enough to speak.

"That's okay Mom. I want to finish inside you anyway. Unless you're saying you won't be able to cum a third time after this?" She giggled softly.

"Oh, I wouldn't worry about that when it's with you." She said. I resumed eating her pussy and she rested her hands encouragingly on my head.

"Mmm... you're such a good son baby. Spoiling your mother like this..." She continued her moaning.

It was an interesting experience, to eat her while the water ran down her body. I moved my hands around, exploring her and trying to divert the water or create streams. It was actually a bit difficult to eat her out properly with all that water running down her groin, collecting in little pools and making me cough when I breathed it in through my nose. I wondered idly if this was what water boarding felt like. Probably not. Maybe... pussy boarding? I chuckled uncontrollably into her folds.

"What are you doing?" Mom asked.

"Hmfing-" I took my mouth off her. "Nothing. Just, um, trying some new things." I turned my attention back to the task.

After fingering and licking her for a good ten minutes I managed to get mom to cry out in orgasm again. She shivered and leaned forward, holding one hand on my head and the other on the opposite wall for support.

"Mmm... honey. That was great. You really need to let me make you cum now though." She said, sounding eager.

I wasn't in any rush and rose slowly as I licked a path from mom's pussy to her breasts. I held her breasts with my hands as I moved my mouth over them and suckled on her nipples.

"Son... mmm... please." She moaned.

"Please what Mom?" I pretended not to know.

"Please fuck me baby... I need you inside me already." She begged.

"Well, since you're asking so nicely." I smirked.

I stood up and drew close to her. While still kissing her lightly I guided my erection to her swollen mound and pressed against it. I slid in with a relieved "Aaah..." from mom, parting her tight walls.

She wrapped her legs around mine and hung off me as I pushed her against the wall, thrusting deep inside her. Despite being slightly taller than me she wasn't that hard to lift and I grabbed her ass to help move her further up and down my hard cock.

"Yes! Fuck me baby! Fuck mommy!" She screamed as I continued pumping into her.

We moaned and grunted in unison as I fucked her up against the wall, the water running over us. Even though she was relatively light I eventually got tired and let go of my grip on her, putting her feet back down on the floor.

The bathroom was filled with steam from the water and friction of our bodies. I could see mom's breath in the air as I lead her to stand with her back against me and bend forward. She let me move her willingly as she put her hands on the wall and pushed her ass out towards me.

I slid into her from behind, grabbed her ass and resumed my thrusts. Mom moaned louder as she got closer and closer to orgasm.

"Ah! Oh god baby! Yes!" She shouted and convulsed as she came. That brought me over the edge as well and I joined her in cumming.

"Fuck Mom. Fuuuck!" I groaned.

I emptied my seed inside her and leaned forward, resting on her back while we both panted heavily from the exertion.

"Don't fall asleep again honey." She laughed, still leaned forward and allowing me to lay on her back while I shrunk inside her pussy.

"Mmm... I'll just take a quick nap Mom. Don't move please." I said and ran my hands over her stomach and chest, like holding on to a pillow.

"Hah, don't think so mister." She said and stood up, only to sit down with me on the shower floor. We occupied a corner each with our legs interwoven between us while we recovered.

"I think I could get used to these kind of showers." I said, eyes closed and enjoying the tranquil sounds of running water and tired breaths.

"Oh, yes... I'm not sure we got any less dirty though." Mom replied. I returned her smile.

We sat there a while, relaxing. Mom reached up and turned off the water, but the room was already so filled with warmth and steam that it didn't matter much. It was almost like a sauna. We sat there in silence for a while.

Eventually mom stood up.

"I think it's time to shower properly. Can't sit here all day." She said and turned on the water again. I didn't move from my corner.

"I guess you can watch if you want to." She winked at me.

"But make sure to clean up quickly after I'm done." She frowned to herself. "I hate to think what this has done to our water bill."

I sat and watched her lather up with shampoo and soap, rubbing it over her body and washing it off. Even though I wasn't horny there was something pleasing about watching her clean her beautiful body. She might have made a bit of a show of it since I was watching though.

I made sure not to take too long when it was my turn. I washed off quickly, grabbed a towel and headed to my room to get dressed. Mom had already taken the sheets off my bed to launder them. I suppose shewas partly to blame for the state they were in after all.

The cooking timer went off with it's incessant high pitch noice.Shit. Why did it have to be right now? I turned my head to glance over at the stove. Yea, the pasta would be done about now. Not overcooked yet, hopefully. I tried to hurry up.

"Mmmgff!" Mom tried to speak, but all that came out was a muffled sound sending vibrations over my member.

"I know Mom. I'll hurry, just give me a sec please."

She frowned at me but didn't resist as I grabbed her head and pulled her back down on my cock. It was pretty amazing how effortlessly she managed to take me down her throat while still keeping eye contact. As I pulled out again mom opened her mouth as wide as she could and stuck her tongue out, looking at me with inviting eyes.

If she was trying to get to me finish faster she was doing a fine job of it. With my cock still resting inside her mouth, laying on her slick tongue, I pushed her head towards me and slid down her throat again with very little resistance. I was very close to cumming and without thought I roughly pumped her face a few last times. Mom made a few gagging noises but didn't push me away.

I came hard, almost ejaculating right into her throat but managing to pull out in time to get most in her mouth. Mom moaned and held her lips locked tight against my convulsing shaft. I let myself empty into her and then stumbled backwards to lean again a chair.

Mom smiled at me and then, still sitting on her knees on the kitchen floor, opened her mouth to show me the puddle of white semen collected in her mouth. She closed it and swallowed with another pleased moan, and then giggled at my expression.

"That's how the porn stars do it isn't it?" She said mischievously.

"Wow... um, I guess? Jesus Mom, I would have never thought you had this side to you before all this." I said, astonished at her display.

"What? You couldn't imagine your lonely mother watching porn? It's not like I don't need to get off too."

"Oh, I know." I said. She smiled at me.

"Mom. The food." I remembered.

"Shit." She cursed, and moved quickly to get the pasta off the plate.

We were making bolognese, which was simmering along on the other plate. I turned the heat down on both of them as mom poured the water off the pasta. Hopefully I hadn't completely messed up our lunch.

"Sorry Mom. It felt too good to stop."

"Don't worry about it sweetie." She answered, in an understanding tone.

"You are just waaay to good at that." I explained.

"Oh, I know." She smiled wickedly, obviously pleased with herself.

She turned her attention back to the food and got out a small spoon which she stirred the sauce with before tasting. She got a concerned look on her face.

"Hmm... Maybe you better taste this as well." She handed me another spoon.

"What? Not good?" I asked.

"I wouldn't say that. It's just that it still tastes like... well, you." She laughed.

"Oh." I took my own spoon and tasted.

"So?" Mom asked.

"Um... A bit more pepper, I think."

We ate our lunch outside. The house had small brick patio where we sat and enjoyed the sun. Unfortunately the pastawas a bit overcooked, but mom didn't seem to mind. We discussed movies we liked, the great weather and whether we should take a trip to a lake some day, preferably some place secluded.

She groaned as I pushed myself into her. Mom was laying sideways on the couch, naked from the bottom down and only wearing a t-shirt. My dick disappeared between her cheeks as I pushed myself further inside her ass.

"Unnng... fuck!" Mom grunted as I forced myself deeper.

"Does it hurt?" I asked.

"No. Not in a bad way. Keep going baby, aren't you suppose to be punishing me anyway?"

She was right. This was suppose to be "punishment" for her presuming to take advantage of me while sleeping. It wasn't the first time we'd done this however. In fact, mom had insisted that she had been avery bad mother and that I should keep up the punishments until I felt she had had enough.

She rubbed her pussy as I plowed into her ass, stretching her walls and mixing groans of pain with sounds of pleasure. I reached in under her t-shirt to grab one of her tits with one hand while I held the other on her waist for support.

"Fuck Mom! This feels amazing." I breathed.

"Mmm... Fuck mommys ass Son. Punish your dirty fucking mom!" She cried out in between her moans.

She moved her fingers inside her pussy with increasing speed as her breathing got faster and heavier.

"We need to hurry... Hnng... before... your sister comes home..." I could tell by her voice that she was getting close to orgasm.

"God, your cock feels nice in me! Do you like ass fucking your mother baby? Mmm... Tell me... keep telling mommy how good it feels!" She pleaded. Her voice breaking at moments from the intense sensation.

"It feels great Mom... it feels so fucking good..." I panted.

I kept pounding her on the couch, pacing myself until she came. As she did she shivered and gripped the fabric of the sofa, holding the fingers of her other hand inside her pussy as she came.

"Hnnngg! Fuck! Ah! Aaahggnn!" She shouted.

My own orgasm followed shortly after and I filled her rectum with my semen in a groan of pleasure before collapsing on top of her.

We only lay there for a minute, panting, before we heard the front door open.

"I'm home!" My sister called out.

"Shit!" We both exclaimed at the same time. We got up and ran to our perspective rooms just in time to hide from sis.

We spent the rest of the evening hanging around and just being a family. Mom was off work on fridays and I skipped out on some school stuff to spend time with my two ladies.

There was a fair bit of sexual tension going on between mom and me, but we couldn't really do anything with sis around. Instead mom kept hugging me and rubbing her boobs against me in her bra-less sweater, allowing me to feel her hard nipples through the fabric. I was a bit paranoid that my sister was going to catch on to what we were doing but that also made it more exciting.

The night went by uneventfully for the most part and before I knew it night time had arrived. Mom didn't visit me and I didn't dare go to her room either. I knew sis had a habit of staying up late on weekends, and I didn't want to risk getting caught.

I woke up alone in my bed. Realizing it was Saturday I was happy at first, but then realized that it meant sis was going to be home all day with me and mom. Mom and I had already talked about this and agreed we could probably keep our hands off each other for two days in order to be safe. Waking up hard and with no prospect of getting that taken care of though, I kind of regretted that agreement.

I got up and showered, also alone, and then dressed quickly before heading downstairs to see what the others were up to. I didn't find anyone and instead served myself a glass of orange juice from the fridge before I looked around for some sort of newspaper or magazine to read while waking up properly.

When sis walked in wearing a revealing red bikini I almost choked on my juice. My sisters soon-to-be 19 year old body looked amazing, in different ways than mom's, though you could definitely see the resemblance.

She smiled at me and seemed to bend just a bit too far when looking through the fridge. She settled on just drinking water, and I watched intently as she stretched herself to grab a glass from the back of the cabinet, filling it and then raising it to her lips and taking a few big gulps.

"Morning Bro." She finally said after she had sated her thirst.

"Good morning." I responded. Pretending to be absorbed in my reading. "You're sunbathing?" I asked.

"Yea, Mom and me decided to work on our tans." She gave me an evaluating look. "You should join us. It's so hot outside today."

I bet it is. I thought, secretly eyeing the way her bikini top accentuated her breasts.

"Mmm... I might." I answered noncommittally.

I didn't really like laying around in the sun too long if I didn't have a pool to cool down in every now and then. Besides, I was already feeling excited enough just looking at my sister. If I was going out there to lay beside both mom and sis in bikinis it might be difficult to hide my excitment.

"Oh come on!" She said. "Just for a bit, you can't stay inside on a day like this!"

I grunted some sort of agreement and she left for the backyard again. I watched her ass sway as she walked away.

No way I could keep it down. I thought to myself. I had agreed to join them though, so after giving it some more thought I decided I should let some pressure off first if I was going out there. I left for the bathroom and grabbed my swimming shorts on the way.

It wasn't difficult to get in the mood. In fact I was desperate to find release, being used to getting off more frequently. I would have figured having sex as often as I did now would have calmed my raging sex drive, but no.Apparently it only makes me a bigger pervert than I was before. I thought shamefully as I jacked off to the image of my sister in her bathing suit.! After cleaning up and changing into my swimming trunks I walked outside to join mom and sis. They were laying on lounge chairs on the patio, soaking up the sun. In was indeed hot outside and their bodies glistened with lotion and sweat in the bright light.

Mom was laying on her stomach, bikini top on the ground next to her, letting the sun tan her back. Her black bikini bottom had slid up her crack slightly, showing off her magnificent ass perfectly. My sister was laying on her back, luckily with her bikini top still on, sweat drops collecting in her cleavage and trickling down her stomach.

Together they were an amazingly sexy sight. So much so that I looked down to make sure I wasn't at full mast despite just having jerked off. They had left an empty chair right between them for me, making me the meat in their hot-lady-sandwich. Honestly, sometimes I thought they teased me like that on purpose.

I spread my towel on the chair and laid down, trying to think innocent thoughts.

"Hey baby." Mom greeted. "You decided to join us after all, huh? Your sister was getting worried she wouldn't be able to show off her body to any young hunks." She said, making sure sis heard on the other side of me.

"Oh, shut up Mom." Sis answered, sounding embarrassed. "At least I'm young enough to get guys to look." She retorted, almost making it sound like she believed it.

"Oh, I don't know about that..." Mom whispered and giving me a sultry look.

Jesus. I thought. Maybe I should have jerked off twice...

"It would be nice to a pool on days like these." I said, hoping to change the subject matter.

"Mmm..." Mom agreed. "But who's going to pay for it? None of you freeloaders are making any money."

"Don't we still have the old pool?" Sis asked.

"Huh?" Both me and mom asked.

"I mean the old plastic one. I think it's still in the garage." Sis said.

"But that's a children sized pool." I answered.

"So what? If you just wanna cool off a bit we could fill that one up."

"Hmm... that's not a bad idea actually." Mom said.

Mom sat up, taking her time getting the bikini top tied on and letting me get a good long look at her tits. Yep, still great looking.

"Lets go see if it still works then. I'm feeling a bit hot myself." Mom said.

Sis and me stood up as well and together we went to search the garage. We found the plastic pool at the back of a shelf, a bit pale but still whole. We went out to the lawn, inflated it and filled it up. We returned to our chairs to give the water some time to get warmer.

I closed my eyes as I lay between the two beauties to my sides. Our backyard was protected fairly well by fences and hedges so few neighbors would be able to see us laying there. The only one that could be a problem was the old man in the house next to ours. I'd found him perving on mom a few times when she was out digging in the garden, but he seemed harmless.

It felt great being out in the sun and I was able to just relax and enjoy the feeling for a while. I did eventually get a bit hot and decided I might as well try the pool, for kids or not.

I got up and walked over to it, and after some consideration laid down on my back, water covering my chest, my head and feet resting on the inflated walls of the pool. It was actually pretty nice, laying in the relatively cool water and gazing up at the clear blue sky. I closed my eyes and lay there a while, almost falling asleep.

"Hmm... that looks nice Johnny." I opened my eyes to find mom standing beside me. "Mind if mommy joins you?" She asked, but didn't wait for my response before sitting down and making room for herself.

Again, it wasn't a big pool and mom being a little bit taller than me had trouble fitting with me already in it. She solved that problem by laying on her side and pushing up close to me, fitting my arm between her breasts and putting her head next to mine.

"Mmm, this is nice isn't it Son?" She whispered into my ear. "Almost makes me want to ravish you right here."

"Shit, Mom. You're going to make me hard if you say stuff like that." I whispered back, watching for my sister.

"Mmm..." Mom looked down at my crotch. I wasn't quite sporting a tent down there but I could feel myself twitch and react to mom's words and body.

"I know what you mean baby... I've been feeling horny all day. I'm not sure I'll make it through the weekend like this..." She spoke low, with an edge to her voice that told me she was telling the truth.

Suddenly we were joined by my sister, standing on the edge of the plastic pool and looking down at us disapprovingly.

"Jesus, Mom. What are you doing laying up against John like that? What if a neighbor were to see?"

"Oh, lighten up honey." Mom said. "I can't help that the pool is so small. Besides it's only your brother." She smiled mischievously. That didn't help my sisters mood.

"Okay, if you're gonna lay like that then I'll just to get in too." She said.

She laid down in the water on my other side and pushed up against me just like mom. I was now wedged between two hot blonde women, none of which seemed bothered about the inappropriate way they pressed their bikini clad bodies against me. The water was not helping me cool down anymore.

"Um, maybe I should give you guys some more room." I said and moved to sit up.

"No way." Mom said and pulled me back. "Don't get out on our account sweetie. Besides, this is nice isn't it? Bathing as a family?" She gave me an innocent look and pushed her body harder up against me. Sis noticed and frowned at mom as she did so.

"Yea," sis said, "it's fine. There's nothing weird about it if we're family, is there Mom?." She said defiantly and pushed up against me just like mom had.

Sis was apparently having some kind of fight with mom and got progressively more inappropriate with the way she was laying against me, trying to one-up her in some way.

"This is perfectly fine isn't it, Mom?" She said and moved her leg over mine, resting her groin against the side of my leg while still holding on to my chest with her hand, letting me feel her the outline of her vagina through the thin material.

"Of course daughter." Mom responded. "You're only his sister after all, just like this won't be a problem because I'm his mother." She took my hand and put it on her naked thigh as she said that, making sis even more upset.

"Oh, yea? Well how about this?" She moved her hand down to my stomach and caressed me right above where my trunks began, almost getting her fingers under the elastic band that held them up.

Her eyes went wide as she noticed my growing erection starting to stick out of the water, yet she didn't take away her hand.

"Oookay! I think I'm cold enough for now!" I exclaimed to the laughter of mom and stood up from between them.

"That's all your fault by the way." I heard sis say to mom as I walked back to the chairs. Mom could hardly contain her laughter.

"Oh, I think you had something to do with it too." She got out, still laughing.

It was probably for the best that I left when I did. Sis couldn't compete with mom when it came to that sort of dare anyway. I lay on my stomach, hoping my erection would go down. It did, but it sure took a long time. Part of me was telling myself I was an idiot for ever leaving and I kept envisioning my mom and sis taking turns performing... let's say more brazen dares.

"Sorry Bro." Sis said as she came back to the patio. "I guess I took it a little too far, but Mom was just so... you know?"

"It's okay. I know." I answered, face tucked between my arms as I lay on my stomach.

She laid down without another word and soon we were all three back to quietly letting the sun warm our bodies. I decided to go back inside before the others and after rinsing off quickly in the shower I got back into regular clothes.

After a while mom and sis gave up on tanning and came back inside. Mom didn't shower however and changed right into her running clothes.

"I'm gonna go on a run!" She shouted from downstairs. "See you later!"

"Sure Mom!" I shouted back from my room.

While mom was out I relaxed on the couch in front of the TV, not really watching and messing around with my phone. Sis was in her room, playing music and doing whatever else.

Sis came out of her room and called to me.

"Hey, Bro? I need help with the computer." She shouted.

"Huh? Sure." I stood up and walked over.

She was wearing a loose fitting white top that showed some cleavage without being too inappropriate. She had slightly less than mom in that department, but still enough to draw my eyes. With that she wore a pair of jean shorts that showed off a lot of her legs. Again she was not quite as full as mom but the material still strained against her shapely bottom, which still must have been among the sexiest ones I'd laid eyes on.

Shit. I could feel myself getting hard watching sis walking in front of me and figured I shouldn't be thinking about such things, at least not today. Too much pent up sexual frustration. I quickly stepped ahead of her to take the computer chair before her and sat down before she reached it in order to hide my growing buldge.

"Um, okay." She looked at me. "My mail doesn't work. Can you fix it Bro?" She stood beside me and watched hopefully.

"What's not working? Tell me what you're trying to do." I asked, knowing I would have to lead her into giving me a useful answer.

"I'm trying to get into my mail from the laptop, but I don't know how." She showed me the login page.

"So you don't remember your password?"

"Yea, but I can use it from my phone just fine. Look." She showed me.

"Alright, I got it. Let's just see..."

I fixed that, and a few other issues she had. It kind of annoyed me how clueless both her and mom were when it came to computers, or anything technical. I wasn't that great with them myself, it's just that I took the effort to figure stuff out. Still, at least they were always grateful for my help.

After a while sis got tired of standing and sat down on my knee. My dick twitched a little as she straddled my left leg, trying to find a comfortable position. I leaned around her and tried to focus on the screen. At this point my cock would be clearly visible along my left thigh, if she turned around to look.

"Ugh, this isn't working. Move back a bit bro." She said suddenly, stood off my leg and moved her butt back to sit more securely on my lap.

I wanted to tell her not to, but I couldn't get anything out in time and she sat herself down right on my buldging erection.

"Um, Sis?" I said carefully.

I could feel her ass cheek right on top of my dick, which had started to twitch at the sensation. There was no way she wasn't feeling that.

She sat there silently with my erection pressed against her for an uncomfortable amount of time. Perhaps she was just frozen in shock. Eventually she did get up, but slowly, and I saw she was indeed a bit red in her face as she stood.

"Sorry, I just-" I began.

"Forget it. Lets just fix this stuff." She said while keeping her eyes firmly on the screen and trying to keep her tone even.

She was obviously bothered by it. I would have expected her to tease me about something like this but I supposed that she was a bit off balance at the moment.

I fixed the rest of her problems quickly and quietly. She didn't say anything, but I could see her rubbing her behind where my erection had pressed against her out of the corner of my eye.

"There. That should be it. Um, unless there was something else you wanted me to do for you?" I asked. The redness in her face flared up again at that.

"No! That's fine. Thanks." She said, almost in panic, and practically pushed me out the door.

I could hear her lock the door behind me and soon the music started up again, louder than before. So much for being grateful. Whatever. I thought and laid back down on the couch, flipping through the channels.

Twenty or so minutes later the music from my sisters room stopped and she came out to join me. She sat down on the other side of the couch and looked at me.

"Thanks for helping me before by the way. I, um, really appreciate it." She smiled.

"Ah, no problem Sis."

She was acting like her usual cheerful self again. She leaned over and gave me a hug, mashing her breasts against me in the process.

"I mean it. You're such a good brother." She grinned at me. "So. What are we watching?" She asked, looking at the TV.

"Uh," I looked up from my phone, "cooking show, I guess?" Sis frowned.

"How about we play something instead?" She asked.

"Sure sis." I got up and plugged in the console.

For 30 minutes or so we sat in the sofa and played the latest Mario game. My sisters choice. We shouted and taunted each other playfully as we turned the cooperative game into a competition. Sis kept trying to wrestle the controller out of my hands or grabbed at my shoulders and anywhere else. I pushed her back a little too hard and she fell sideways on the couch, laughing. The way her shorts were pulled taut over the form of her ass while laying like that almost got me hard again.

"Hey! What are you looking at Bro?" She asked, still laughing.

I quickly tore my eyes away and felt my cheeks turn red.

"I wasn't looking at anything. Just my bratty sister falling over." I lied.

"If you say so." She said smugly and with a knowing smile.

She got up again and almost jumped at me, grabbing at my controller. She climbed over me, laughing as I was pushed on my back. The game was completely forgotten as our messing around turned into a full on wrestling match.

Of course mom came back right at that moment, sweaty and in her sexy running outfit, just as sis was on top of me, with one leg on my crotch and her breasts in my face, reaching for the controller and shouting for me to "give it to her".

"Oh, looks like you two are getting along better than I would have thought. Is this what you do when your mother is out of the house?" She commented.

Sis immediately turned red in the face and threw herself away from me as if burnt. She quickly sat down on other side of the couch and pushed strands of hair out of her face while she tried to act like nothing had happened.

"Yea, right. We're just messing around." She looked at mom defiantly.

"Sure you were." Mom smiled wryly.

As sis was staring daggers at mom I sat up and moved my legs to cover my erection, but I was reasonably sure mom caught a glimpse of it anyway.

"Well, I'm taking a shower. Help me with dinner after, okay?" Mom said to me and sis before she left for her room.

Me and sis were left sitting in the sofa in awkward silence.

"She's just joking you know?" I tried. Sis nodded her head in answer. "Anyway, I think we better get started on dinner."

"Okay." She answered.

Sis moved over to me in the couch and gave me another hard hug.

"Thanks for spending time with me Bro. You're always fun to be around." She smiled at me.

"No problem, Sis." I smiled back. As we stood up to walk downstairs to the kitchen she turned to me.

"Oh, and maybe shouldn't be wrestling anyway if your 'little guy' is going to keep poking me." She teased and then giggled at my reaction.

We helped mom with the food and then spent the rest of the day relaxing, enjoying a lazy Saturday evening together.

Mom snuck into my room just after the house had gone quiet. She wore nothing but one of my shirts, a light blue shirt with some darker details on it, likely taken straight from the laundry. She had apparently listened when I said I liked that look. The way her tits strained the buttons around her chest and the way part of her naked ass was visible where the shirt ended made my cock stand at attention right away.

"I thought we weren't going to do this on weekends?" I said, confident it wouldn't change her mind.

"I tried to baby," she answered, "but mommy is so fucking horny... Don't try to pretend like you don't feel the same way. I saw you today. The way you looked at me and your sister both, " she didn't seem upset about that part, "and how hard you kept getting."

"Well, I guess I might have..." I said. Embarrassed that she had noticed that.

"Come to think of it, it was seeing your sexy erection that got me in to all this in the first place wasn't it?" She sat down and moved her hand on top of my sheets, like she was imagining what lay underneath. "Do you really expect me to be able to resist it today?" She started pulling off the bed sheet.

"No I don't." I grinned. "To be honest I was probably just going to sneak over to your room if you didn't come by, but we did set the rules in place for a reason Mom. If sis decides to walk by..."

"You're not going to try and stop me are you?" Mom said and straddled me. "If you do, I might just have to make you reconsider." She took my wrists and gently pushed them down to the sides of my head to hold them in place, playfully rather than roughly. "It's bad for a boy to disobey his mother isn't it?"

"Oh, I would never, Mom." I smiled at her.

She readjusted herself so that her vagina aligned with my cock and so that the length of it, which lay on my stomach, slid between the folds of her swollen lips. Mom kept my arms in place and held my gaze with a hungry look as she ground her already very wet pussy up and down my shaft.

"God, you're so fucking hot Mom." I spoke, letting her know exactly what was going through my head.

She smiled and took a hold of my head as she leaned in for a hot, wet kiss. We held that kiss as she continued grinding on me.

A fair amount of heat had built up from the friction of our bodies before she pulled away. Mom moved her head down on my body, kissing her way to my aching and drenched erection. She took me in her mouth and worked her tongue over it as she bobbed her head up and down my shaft.

The way she used her lips, tongue and how she mixed it up by sometimes taking me a bit down her throat or switched to licking my shaft felt amazing. It was a good thing I had gotten better at controlling myself or I would have cum way too quickly.

Just when I was getting close to cumming she stopped and sat up. I groaned in displeasure but didn't comment. She moved her head up to me and whispered in my ear.

"Let's pretend you're sleeping, okay? Just let mommy take care of you baby."

"Su-" I started, but she put a hand on my mouth before I could get it out.

"Don't speak. You're sleeping remember?" She said mischievously.

Mom slid down and resumed her sucking. I was certainly not going to complain if she wanted to role play a little. I started moaning softly as if I was dreaming while mom held my dick in her mouth.

It didn't take very long for me to get close to orgasm again. I considered telling her that but remembered I was suppose to be sleeping. Besides, she probably knew what she was doing by now.

I came, resisting the urge to take hold of her head as I shot jets of my semen into her mouth with a drawn out growl. Mom took her time swallowing in gulps and made sure she got any lingering drops of cum before she released me.

"Mmm... Son, you taste fantastic..." She said to herself. "I'm so lucky you sleep so heavily."

Mom sat on the bed for a while, watching my shrinking dick in silence. I didn't go completely soft though. Going more than a day without release seemed to have had at least one positive effect on me. She moved up to whisper in my ear again.

"Make sure you stay asleep now honey. Mommy is going to come back soon."

She stood up without putting things in order, as she had used to when she thought I was sleeping, leaving me naked and half-hard on the bed.

"That was so nice Son. Hope it made your dreams pleasant sweetie." She said before leaving the room, leaving the door open enough for a slit of light to shine through.

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