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Her eyes and mouth flared open and she grabbed for my ass with both hands.

"Ngh, fuck me, yes, fuck me." She cried out.

Her pussy walls felt like silk wrapped around my cock. The pleasure was twice what it was in the shower.

"You feel so good." I panted into her neck.

Her legs bounced behind me. She tried to hook me with her heels, but her previous orgasms and efforts had robbed her of her strength. We both looked down between us and watched as my cock slid in and out of her.

Another orgasm took her, her body tensed and she twisted. Her hands clawed at the sheets pulling and stretching them out of shape as her torso convulsed.

I grit my teeth and hissed. The sight was too much, the warmth of my own orgasm erupted from my cock and my hips locked forward deep inside of her. As she arched her back her pussy clamped down on my cock. Her eyes shot open and she let out a silent scream.

My hips freed up and I nursed the last of my orgasm, spraying her insides with my sperm. The extra thrusts caused her to moan and pant. With her lungs free, she cried out, "Oh god!" and slapped me on my shoulder.

I held myself above her like a plank while we both panted to catch our breath. Her chest heaved up and down, her nipples touching my skin with each deep breath.

I pulled myself out of her with a slurp and pop then flopped down beside her. Our bodies radiated heat. The cool air felt great on my damp skin. The back of her hand flopped down on my chest.

"I got so many." She said, She swallowed hard and rolled herself up against my side.

We both woke up in the same position with the sun on our faces. Our bodies ached from the stiff nights sleep. But it didn't take long before she rolled up on top of me and impaled herself on my cock once more.

Seperating mother and son from sex was more difficult than I had pictured. The old saying of easier said than done played out. But together we worked on it. Through the honeymoon stage we just fucked, anytime, due to the free time.

To my surprise, she began interacting on "The forum". Advocating a mother son relationship and its benefits. As a young man I understood the theory of an open relationship, but maybe it was her maturity that made her take it seriously. Really surprising to me was how easily she accepted Openmindedcouple02, and even spoke with them on the phone.

She put rules in place, no sleeping in bed. At no time do we risk getting caught. Flirting was put to an end. Outside of the sex we treated one another as mother and son. The big rule, the hardest one, was limiting the sex time.

Like a date, we planned our meetings. During that time we were free to act out our carnal desires with one another, if both were willing. Because we had the freedom of time, it was every second day, 9pm to 10pm. Going late was an option, but never sooner. Except when she was having her period, then we took a break.

For the most part it worked well. We encourage one another in our pursuits. She paid for photography classes for me and even pushed me to meet an old highschool friend on dates one afternoon.

Sure enough with her modeling her own lingerie, she couldn't keep up to demand of swimsuits and lingerie. I didn't intend on learning how to sew, but I must admit, welding is easier to learn than doing a hem on a serger.

Things were quite normal for the two of us, until we got word Ellaine was expelled for being caught up in a riot that turned violent and would be returning home. Go figure, a hot headed, muscular girl who got her way all the time would get charged with assaulting an officer. While being on school grounds. Dad was pissed, and well mom and me, that just made our little game a whole lot riskier. I also foresaw a lot of blue balls.Mom gave me a smile and rubbed me from the shoulder blades to the small of my back. With a sigh she looked over the food and picked a small tomato from the salad.

"Wow, you two are lovy now?" Ellaine said. She strutted across the floor without socks wearing an overly small t-shirt and panties.

Mom shook her head and shrugged her shoulders. "Get pants on, you're not in your private dorm anymore."

Ellaine plopped herself down in a bar stool at the island and popped a cherry in her mouth.

Mom folded her arms and said, "You know if you're going to dress like that, at least help me out and wear some of my prototypes."

Ellaine eyed up another cherry and nodded her head. "Yeah I can do that."

Ellaine twirled around on the stool and followed mom into the guest room, which now housed three sewing machines, a giant slippery table and crates of lingerie. The garage was now our shipping center and the living room was my photo studio, along with part of the garage.

So where was the escalade and dad's new pickup during the last hail storm? Naturally on the driveway, he wasn't too happy about that.

A sigh left my mouth as I stirred spices into a homemade BBQ sauce. I was going to own that wood cooker hell or high water. Mom was supportive, but she started to keep frozen pizza ready at all times.

It was a moment of peace for me, stirring, mixing and tasting. Since Ellaine got back from university she was, well, a bitch. She was always hot headed, but now she was something else. She had picked up a chip on her shoulder, or she was having more issues than she wanted to admit about mom and dad.

Ellaine laughed at the top of the stairs, she wore a triangle bikini, close to a micro, with a brazilian scrunch for the bottom. I knew it well, I photographed mom then undressed her wearing the same model. Mom on the other hand had a thin short robe, over a purple baby doll. She adjusted the top exposing her chest before folding up the front and tying it shut. I already knew what she wore on the bottom and it wasn't much.

I leaned over the counter and looked down over the food. "Ah, fuck me." I hissed.

I grabbed the sauce and headed out to the deck, away from the two beautiful, scantily clad women. Last thing I needed was Ellaine saying "Mom, Ken has an erection... again." Tonight was steak, I figured I better give chicken a break.

Mom brought me a beer and seeing her in lingerie was an everyday thing now. Ellaine on the other hand, that was not an everyday event.

A year at university had filled her out. Her breasts were larger, her ass rounder and she had lost the too young appearance of a highschool girl. She was a very attractive woman now. That switch that once told me 'No' was turned off.

To my lustful pleasure she joined me and mom out on the deck, laying on the lounge chair and stared out into the dark town lights.

A light breeze swirled the smoke around the grill and the smell of spiced beef filled the air. That same breeze licked and played at the hairs around Ellaines breasts and face. Lost in thought she held the bottle to her lips.

Mom caught me looking and gave me a friendly tap on the crotch with a sideways glance. "Ones enough."

"Huh?" Ellaine said.

"Nothing, just teasing Ken about his beer." she said. She squeezed my back and said, "Pay attention to your steak, it's almost done. Let's eat outside tonight."

Ellaine looked over her shoulder at me with her head on the back of the chair. "I heard you started riding again."

"A little, I've been riding dad's horse, just to give mom company." I said.

"Hmmm, maybe we can all go when mom's new horse arrives?" Ellaine said.

I nodded my head and turned my attention back to the grill. It was hard to not look at her. Her stomach was flat and smooth. Her belly button wrinkled under skin and this was the most skin I had ever seen her expose. To my surprise, she seemed quite comfortable with it.

Supper was difficult, at this point even with me being used to mom's cleavage the two of them were too much. My eyes drifted and my mind wandered from the conversation. Eventually I resigned to staring at the corner of the table or lights outside until everyone finished.

My meal got complimented and we all retired to our rooms of choice. By 10 I was in bed, asleep, sated from a short relieving masturbation session. I didn't even need a video, the shower was fine along with memories of Ellaine and mom.

Still sleeping was a horor. Several times I woke up with the same nightmare each time continuing where it left off. The pale creature crawled over the log. At first only the top of its head showed, followed by dark hollow eyes. Its long slender fingers slid over the log and pulled its body up and over. No mouth, no nose, only eyes and a pale husk of a human corpse.

In an effort to flee I entered my old school. Ellaine wore a cheerleader dress, which was odd because she never joined the cheerleading squad. Without much thought I took her around the waist and held her. My cock was hard and it slid under her dress and between her ass. Still behind me that thing watched. Angered it followed me, I turned around and kicked at it.

"Hey, hey, Ken, it's just me." mom said.

Her voice pulled me from the dark dream, back into my room. The bed sheet was thrown, and the moon light lit the corner of my desk. My heart pounded as I tried to sit up in bed. A hot, soft sensation swallowed my cock and my hip flinched. At first I thought it was Ellaine, but as I came too I recalled mom's voice.

Mom straddled my right leg and held my erect cock in her hand. Her tongue traced the underside of my penis. Like hot coals her tongue felt tiny in comparison to her whole mouth. It grew chilled in the night air, exposed and wet. Then like a warm velvet blanket it was engulfed by her mouth.

A moan slipped from my throat and I fell back on to my pillow. Her warm skin crushed down on my leg and her crotch pressed into the top of my foot. Her two supple breasts flowed over my thigh, rising and flopping down as she worked my cock with her hands and mouth.

The sensation caused my legs to move, grinding into her body, and the other into the bedsheets. Our hands met and clenched each other on my abs. I convulsed and pushed my cock into her throat. Her hands tightened and she pulled up for air.

Still half asleep my cock was denied, but not for long. She sat up, pulled her teddy over her head and straddled it. As the tip entered her, she lowered herself down onto my hips in one motion.

"Fuck your so hard." She purred.

"Oh my god." I whispered.

In the moonlight her silhouette bounced on top of me. Her breasts accented as her hourglass figure girated. Her arms raised, I could only imagine the look of her face. Then a long moan as her stomach tightened.

Her body shuttered and her knees tightened together. In that moment of pause, her pussy tugged at my bare cock inside of her. She bit down on her index finger and hissed. Her thighs hardened and hips rose off mine.

The devious side of me woke up. I bucked my hips up into her and pulled her waist down into me.

She let out a surprised "OHhhh.." In an attempt to cut off her squeal, she clamped her mouth shut with her hand. The silhouette of her other hand stretched out beside her head as if she would slap me.

Whether she would or wouldn't didn't matter. I pulled her hips into mine, rubbing her pussy on my cock. Forcing her hips back and forth until she let out a muffled scream. Lust took over and she hunched forward, bracing herself on my chest. Her hips thrust forward, grinding her pussy into my cock.

"You're deep," she whispered. With that she bucked her hips into mine at a feverous pace, grinding out another orgasm.

Inside my cock shifted around, stirring her up until her whole body tensed. She threw her head and braced herself on my knees. Her breasts pointed up and away. I slid my hands up her narrow waist and cupped each one in my hands. Her nippled were hard, like thick firm pebbles. Warm to the touch and pliable.

I knew she had more, in her weak state I pushed her left knee over my leg so she straddled me at a 45 degree angle. The moon light cast a shadow of her toned back, the lines and muscles accented in a beautiful curve of her spine. Down to her ass which was hard and stretched wide with the position.

Before she could shift, I slid a hand between her breasts and cupped her throat. The other hand I wrapped around her bubbly firm glute. With the off angle position I pulled her down by her glute and collar bones, slamming my cock up into her.

Her hands clung to my wrist and chest. But I would let her fall forward. I kept her head upward with each thrust. Her mouth hung open as she gasped for air. The soft skin of her thighs caressed and soothed my ribs and legs. While her soft breasts flopped and rubbed on my forearm.

Our combined fluids poured out of her, leaking down my shaft and wetting my balls. Each thrust brought on the sound of slapping flesh and an exhausted grunt.

"Stop, stop." She panted.

My arm couldn't hold her up any longer and her body crumpled forward over my side, pinning my arm under her chest. Her round ass felt soft and smooth, as did the small of her back and shoulder blades. Feeling the softness of her limp body spurred on my orgasm.

I twisted to the side and my ass tightened, driving my cock deep inside of her. In her exhausted state she moaned into my shoulder and squeezed the pillow. Her ass tensed up and I pulled her crotch into mine.

With each spurt of cum I unloaded inside of her, I grunted and mashed our hips together. My whole body tensed up and I pulled her tight to me, feeling her soft smooth skin. Our legs were entwined, caught up in the bed sheets and one another.

Her back heaved as she panted into the side of my neck. A muscle in my side ached from the excursion of flexing and pulling her tight as if I had strained it. Enjoying the sensation of her insides as my cock softened I closed my eyes and stroked her back.

She giggled and whispered, "hmmm, you father never fucked like that, always had to be on top."

"Huh, I'm not surprised." I said. I stroked her back, running my fingers up her spine and ass. Her skin was so soft to the touch I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of it on the palm of my hand.

With a sigh she slid off me, propped her head on my shoulder and took a deep breath. I closed my eyes and replayed the night's events over in my mind. Before I knew it my thoughts were carrying on with their own plot.

Mom threw the sheets off of us and loudly whispered, "holy shit it's morning!" still naked she slid off the side of the bed and searched the sheets for her underwear.

Startled, I rolled over half tossing her from the bed and off my body. She scrambled to cover herself with her robes but couldn't find the g string. Her robes hung open giving me a view of her shaven pussy, shapley stomach and round breasts. In a hurry she tied her hair up and wrapped her teddy underneath her robes.

She gave me a sour face. "I'm still leaking, how much cum did you have?" She touched herself and blushed. "Don't answer that."

Like a cat burglar she turned the knob and peeked outside. Without a sound she slipped out and closed the door. I flopped back onto the bed and shield my eyes from the rays of sun. 7:14 clicked over on my alarm clock.

"Wow." I laughed to myself.

Mom poked her head back inside, "Hey, did you forget your fathers working in the shop today."

"Fuck!" The covers flew off my body and my feet hit the floor on a run. With my cock swinging I headed for the shower with my clothes in hand and a towel. If Ellaine were to catch me, she would see moms fluids and my crusty cum dried to my cock.

By morning it was down to business. Running for months non stop took a toll on the trucks and all four were in the shop. The drivers went home to their families, while dad and I helped the service mechanic.

Dad stepped into the house while mom was making breakfast. Ellaine beat me down stairs still yawning. She was none the wiser, but she wore a short grey satin robe that had her ass and breast falling out of.

Mom on the other hand never changed. I couldn't even be sure if she wore anything under her robes at all. The eggs were beaten and she already had a pair of toast ready for Ellaine.

Dad stiffened and looked at both of them, while I quietly made my way down the stairs. I took a second look at mom's ass to make sure there were no wet stains showing.

"Ahm, someone broke the coffee pot out at the shop and didn't tell me. I was wondering if I could grab yours until I head back into town." He said.

Mom smiled and said "Here fill your mug, when we're done with the pot, I'll call." She lifted the pot up and poured him a fresh cup of coffee.

Dad frowned and leaned in to whisper something to mom, but I couldn't make out what he said.

"Ewww dad." Ellaine said.

"What, I just got back, I dont want to be interrupting her private life. I'm trying to be respectful is all." He stammered and stepped back.

Mom gave me a shy smile as I reached the bottom of the stairs. "No, just me and Ken." She paused and motioned towards Ellaine, "and of course Ellaine."

Dad nodded his head and raised his mug to her, "Ah, okay, um that will work, thanks. Ken, when it's eight we'll get to work on the trucks, the mechanic will be here at nine." He backed out of the door and headed to the shop. As he passed his truck he polished the dented hood inspecting it and shaking his head.

Mom handed me a plate of toast and gave me a wink. I gave her a disapproving glance which she smiled off. I couldn't believe she dropped a tiny hint to dad and Ellaine, while my cum was still dripping out of her.

After three long days, they were back on the road. Ellaine and mom were at each other's throats for most of it, so I was thankful to be out of the house.

On the fourth morning I peaked my head into Ellaines room. She sat on her bed with her phone in her hand. She wore a small pair of panties and a loose T-shirt. I averted my eyes and said, "Can I come in?"

Casually she folded the bed sheet over her lap and said, "yes."

I stepped inside and leaned on the door frame. Her and mom had a blowout the previous night and both were sulking. Mom was outside in the stable and Ellaine never left her room. I didn't know what to say, so after a minute I sat down next to her.

She leaned over and rested her head on my shoulder. "Why did they have to get divorced, I mean aren't you pissed at them? On top of that dad told me he's already got a girlfriend, he also wondered if she had a guy over the other night."

"Oh, that's actually news to me." I said. I wondered if mom knew or just Ellaine. The two of them were close, kind of like me and mom, or well, maybe not as close as me and mom, but close never the less.

"Oh..." she said.

"Sometimes we lose sight of our core relationship, the reason couples, or friends, or even siblings are..." I said.

"Core relationship, what do you mean?" She said

"Um, well, like me and mom, we're mother and son..." Fuck I'm not on the self help forum and I also said it out loud. My mind raced ahead of my mouth anyway it could.

"Um, I mean whatever happens, we're mother and son at the end of the day. Mom and I, when the lock downs started went through shit, there were fun times and bad. The horse and the neighbor's dog, that was a bad one, and just a bunch of other things. My point being I focused on just the mom son relationship."

My mind flashed back to the two weeks of awkwardness between us.

"So why would that test you two?" She said.

"There were other things that happened, I thought we would fall apart, have a huge blow out. But we found that core relationship and at the end of the day we both agreed to return to it no matter what." I said.

She laughed, "You two are so flirty now, it's weird."

"What? We don't flirt." I said.

She sat up and nodded her head, "Oh yes, you two are lovy with each other." She sighed. "It just kind of pissed me off, I could never seem to get close to mom outside of horses. Growing up you two were always laughing, or playing around, even when camping, setting up the tent. It's why I always got labelled, Daddys girl. But you know him..."

I smirked and nodded my head.

"Huh, maybe that's why they drifted apart?" She said.

I nodded my head again, "hmmm, you mean mom had breasts and not headlights?"

She swung a pillow at me and recoiled, "Ewww... but yes." and she let out a laugh. She shook her head and looked down to her hands. "Dad..."

I stood up and walked to the door. "You and mom have a lot in common, just stop being hard on her. She's gone through a lot of changes, with the dealership, her new business, which is a real one this time, and modelling! I've seen your instagram. Oddly, that's something you two have in common."

We exchanged smiles and I left her room. I met mom in the stables, gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and took over the chores. Two hours later all three of us headed into town. Mom needed to pick up and drop off orders while Ellaine was going stir crazy.

At our first stop, Ellaine grabbed her bag and jumped out of the Escalade.

"I'm going to meet some friends, I'll meet you back here when you're done?" she said.

Mom smiled and said, "Yeah, take your time, but be safe and wear your mask."

"Ugh, alright." Ellaine rolled her eyes and slammed the door.

Mom adjusted the rear view mirror and pulled back onto the street. At the next stop sign a mother and her son crossed the road, he looked to be in grade 11 or 12. Both were slender, and he looked familiar from my days in highschool, one of my classmates' little brothers.

Her and mom exchanged waves and brief smile.

"Mrs Woods, you remember her daughter, she was in Ellaines class?" she said.

"I thought they looked familiar, yes she was quiet, and sat alone at lunch. She was amazing at art." I said. Also had a nice pair of breasts hidden under a sweater, watching the mother walk across the road I could see where she got it from.

"So what do you think? Do you think he wants to fuck his mother too?" mom said.

"What? I don't know, she is attractive. And if he's like his sister, maybe. Why?" I said. To be honest as I watched her cross the road, she did have a nice ass too, if I were him I would be watching it at home.

"Just curious, I've been doing research, they think its as high as one percent incest intercourse. Which means, theres at least sixty other people in town whos fucking their son, brother, or father." She said.

Her eyes followed them as they crossed the road. Her lower lip slipped between her teeth and she bit it playfully.

"Did you ever do anal with your girlfriends?" She said.

My eyes bulged, my mouth hung open and I stared at mom. After a moment she gave me a confused double take.

"What? I was curious." She said.

I shook my head and said, "no, the option never really came up. I don't know, I heard it hurts, maybe that's why it didn't come up." Not that I had many opportunities. But still a part of me was curious after the things I had read.

"That's what I heard too, but I also heard it feels amazing, like fainting, mind blowing amazing." She said, She turned the corner and passed several closed shops with paper signs in the windows.

Half the town was closed, dark lights, and only a handful of people walked around. It was a strange sight to behold, normally our little town was quite busy this time of year. I was lost in the thought of years before when me and friends would walk up and down the street without a care in the world.

Mom parked in front of a small thrift store and said, "Do you want to try?"

"I don't know, I guess maybe." I said.She gave me a smirk and motioned with her nose past me, to the store front we sat in front of. I must have been distracted because we had arrived at Frans old thrift store. Fran was an older lady, dyed reddish hair, glasses, in her 60's. But it was her new worker who mom was hinting at, a young girl between me and Ellaines age.

"Oh, oh um, ehm, that you mean." I said.

"Come on, ask her out, because this is the last time I'm delivering table clothes and end table covers." Mom said. She put her mask on and jumped out of her seat.

"That's what you said last time." I swivelled out of the SUV and met mom at the back. Indiscreetly I adjusted my partially hardening cock, hoping I wouldn't get noticed. As I watched mom get the boxes from the back I casually pulled my mask over my face.

Mom leaned forward into the back, the short jean jacket she wore pulled up and brought her shirt along with it. She had been working on her tan and the thin white strip of untanned skin showed where the micro bikini had rested on her hips.

Her black tights stretched over her round butt and thighs. It was a sight I was used to, we had cooled so to speak. Even when we did modeling sessions we both could control it. This time though, my cock slithered further down my leg, bending down painfully. The thought of something new was enough to cause me to lose control.

She sat up, handed me a box of plaid fabric and led me inside.

"Sally!" Fran said. She tossed her hands in the air. "Oh these darn masks! Give me one minute, it's in the back somewhere."

Mom and I both flopped our boxes down onto the counter. It was a shop made up mainly of old clothes. The rest of it was old lady items, end tables from the 60's, doilies, statues and other knick knacks.

I shifted my pants, giving myself an excuse to nudge my cock into a different position. The sensation of the head sliding out made it refuse to soften.

Mom casually looked around the store and sighed. Her hand slipped off the counter and cupped my cock. Feeling it through my pant leg. I twisted away in vain. Her hand followed, she squeezed and felt the head between her thumb and pointing finger.

Frans foot footsteps alerted us to her return. She pulled a flora mask up over her ears and said, "there, okay, lets see what I owe you." She looked down over her glasses and raised her eyebrows at the computer screen.

"Are they still in the same place?" Sally said.

"Yes dear." Fran said.

Mom smiled and picked her box back up. I was glad to make my escape down an aisle with a box covering my erection.

"Fran, where's that young girl you hired, does she have the day off?" mom said.

Fran looked at us, "Business isn't doing well, I had to lay her off. She really helped out too. But once things pick up I plan on giving her a call again."

Mom and I flopped our boxes down next to a shelf of other crafted items. Sure enough the fastest moving things in the store were mom's tablecloths and end table covers. Only here I thought. Oddly the few bikinis Fran had taken still sat on their hangers.

Mom bent over and rummaged through a box of goods on the floor, candles and carved wooden holders.

It was an opportunity for revenge, I reached out and put my thumb and finger in the groove of her ass and pinched her lightly aka, giving her the goose. My fingers no sooner started to drag over her and she jumped up.

She let out a scream and jumped away from my hand. She spun around with wide eyes and a grin.

"What!, what's wrong?" Fran stepped out from behind her counter and pulled her mask away from her face.

"A mouse." mom said. "I mean, I thought I saw a mouse."

"Oh dammit, I thought I got him, I'll be right back." She said.

Mom turned me towards the door. "No Mrs Fran, no I didn't see it, it was something else."

Fran had already taken off into her back room. "Oh okay!" she yelled from the back.

"Go, go." mom whispered. "Fran! we can settle up later, I'll tag you in a post and see if I can't get some of those swimwear sold."

Fran stepped back out and struggled to put her mask on. Mom ushered me through the door and back on to the street. "Bye." we said.

"Thank you," Fran called out.

I jumped in the SUV relieved no one saw my erection. Mom trotted around the front and jumped inside.

"You ass!" she laughed.

"Me, what happened to the rules of not outside? And a mouse?" I said.

She gave me a smile and shrugged a single shoulder. She put the SUV into drive and pulled out. Her speed was faster and she raced the stop signs more than usual.

"We should check in on your fathers house while were on this side of town, it'll save us a trip for later." She said.

A sigh left my chest as we turned down the street. It felt bitter sweet turning down our old street. Part of me wondered if they would still be together if we had never left our old home. Mom pulled into the drive and turned off the escalade.

"Okay, you check the furnace and water heater in the basement, I'll check on the taps upstairs." She said.

She took off ahead of me and half leapt up the front stairs. I followed behind, by the time I stepped through the front door she was already up stairs. Inside the house, dad was both untidy and OCD. The house had lost its feminine touch and looked rather plain.

No pictures, no extras and it had taken on an old house smell. Everything dad had was square, tidy and set in its own place. Yet his papers were sprawled out over his desk in the living room, and mud was tracked through the hallway. Something mom never would have permitted in the past.

Downstairs was a portal into the past, long before me it was more of mom and dads childhood. Old panel walls, wooden steps and a grungy old checkered couch that looked like white noise. It was too long to get out so they just left it in the basement. Dad was sure they built the walls and house around it.

Lost in memories I stared at the couch thinking of a cousin we have who flashed me as teenages. She thought I was Ellaine, but for whatever reason she lifted her shirt up and flashed her breasts. She turned bright red and ducked behind the couch.

I smiled to myself and checked on the pilot lights. "Ah, simpler times." I whispered.

Water ran down the pipes and I casually made my way out of the utility room and up to the main floor.

"Ken! Can you help me with this?" Mom called down.

I trotted up the stairs and into their old bedroom. She greeted me wearing only a large white towel, beads of water on her neck and her hair was tied up in a wet messy bun. Her clothes and purse were spread across the king sized bed. Still in shock, she pressed me into the wall and placed her lips on mine.

Her warm tongue darted out over my lips and her hands wrapped around the waist of my pants.

"Did you want to try?" She huffed.

"Try?" I said.

Her hand cupped my cock and pressed down with the palm of her hand.

"Come on, I'm horny" She said.

She pressed her body tight into mine. As instinct took over my hands found her smooth thighs and travelled up under the towel. She wore nothing underneath. Her skin was damp and cool from the water.

My cock hardened in her hand as she rubbed it through my pants. "I think that's a yes." she said.

She pulled away from me and let the towel come undone and fall behind her. Turning on the ball of her foot she spun and stood in front of the bed, presenting me with a shape of her hourglass figure.

Her torso leaned forward until she crawled up onto the edge of the bed. The hourglass turned into a heart shaped ass waiting for me. As she leaned forward my cock strained to stand up in my pants. Like a compass it pointed to what it wanted.

I threw off my hoodie and shirt. The buttons on my pants gave me trouble but I got it free and worked my thumbs into the waist.

She bit her lip and watched over her shoulder. A whisk of hair ran down her cheek and its tip rested on her shoulder. With large doe eyes, she looked up into mine then back to my chest.

Wanting to show off I flexed my shoulders more than needed as I pushed my pants down over my waist and hard cock. It sprang out free of its restraints, still the base ached as it moved side to side.

Her eyes half closed as she watched me undress. Like a feline beauty she licked her lips in anticipation. Her skin glistened with moisture, water or her own sexual desire, I couldn't tell. The tip of my cock touched her slit. Its slick feeling was that of her lustful juices.

Before I could enter, she pulled away and took out a small bottle of lube from her purse. She handed it back to me and said, "Not there, fuck my ass."

Her slit glistened, begging me to enter, but I wouldn't obey. My hip twitched and the base of my cock continued to ache from desire. With the lube in my hand I took her by the hips and slid inside of her vagina. As I thought, she was soaking and I glided right in without resistance.

She was so ready I couldn't feel her tighten around my shaft. Her back tightened and her moan was a rush of air. Content, my cock rested inside of her as I flipped open the lid of the lube.

But after four days of no sex, I just wanted to fuck her. I tossed the lube to the side and pulled her hips into mine with both hands. As I fucked her from behind she moaned and thrust back against me.

"Okay, fuck my ass." She said.

The lube was cold as it hit my cock. She squealed when I squirted a bead on her ass, then moaned and clenched the bedsheet. The tip of my cock touched her anus and she laughed before taking a deep breath.

"Are you sure?" I said.

She nodded her head and bit her lip.

The pressure was greater and her body resisted at first. My cock strained and felt as if it would bend in the middle. As the head pushed through, she shuttered and threw her head back like a horse rearing up.

Her hand pounded the bed and she took a deep breath.

"You okay?" I said.

"Yes!" she cried.

The lube squeezed out around her anus. But the position I had above her and from behind felt natural and my cock anged inside of her perfectly.

She let out a scream and hissed through her teeth as my cock reached her midway point. "Oh fuck!" She looked back at me with watery eyes.

"Okay, we have to stop, I think I'm too big for you." I said.

"Would you shut up and FUCK ME ALREADY!" She cried out.

Something deep inside turned on and for a moment I felt a hint of anger. My hands clenched her hips tight and I plunged myself inside to the hilt. Her feet spasmed and she screamed as she fell forward.

My weight pushed her chest and shoulders into the bed with her ass still up in the air. From the downward angle I rolled my hips forward dragging my cock up into her ass. A slow deliberate exit caused her to moan deeply as if she were imploding inside.

The muscles on her back tightened and she squeezed the bed sheets with both hands. "OHhhhh ffuuckkkk!" she moaned into the mattress.

Her anus felt so tight it pulled back the skin of my cock, stretching it as I pushed back inside. This time, my slow persistent entry made her scream less. Her hand reached back and dug into my thigh. "Holy! Fuck... your... hard...Mmmm, ahhh. Wait, just wait." she pleaded.

But I didn't, I pulled back and held her hips in place. She let out a long low moan and pushed herself up from the mattress. Inside I could feel her muscles tighten and shift, every piece of her insides gripped my shaft.

Her arms quivered and she fell forward unable to hold her weight. The change of angle I lost my balance slightly and came in faster than I intended. She let out a moan and panted into the mattress. Strands of hair covered her face as she struggled to take in air.

She reached down and touched herself, "I'm cumming, I'm cumming." she panted.

I hunched forward and put my hand on her and made her rub herself faster. She closed her eyes and grit her teeth. Like little waves, her insides tugged and milked my cock, buried hilt deep in her ass.

"Stop, stop..." she panted.

Pleading or not, I had to stop, my orgasm welled up in me already. Pushing myself up I tried to pull out before it was too late. But her ass convulsed around my cock and she rotated her pelvis with another mini orgasm. My hips bucked forward, grinding the shaft up into the top of her anus.

The hot sensation of cum shot through the underside of my cock. A full, giant load entered her and as it touched her insides she slapped the mattress. My hips wanted movement and I pulled back to give another thrust. She felt slick inside as my balls tightened and more cum poured out of me and into her.

My head spun and my legs grew weak. I pulled free with a slurp and a pop. As if I had been holding her up with my cock, she fell to her side. She sat up on her elbow and frowned at me.

"Already?" she shook her head.

Kneeling at the foot of the bed I squatted down onto my heels and shrugged my shoulders. "I, four days is a long time, and that is very tight."

A smile spread across her lips and she rolled her eyes. She pulled herself off the bed and stood up beside me. Before walking away she patted me on the shoulder and walked to the bedroom door.

She looked back at me and put her hand up on the doorjam. Cum ran down the back of her leg as well as stained dad's comforter.

"Are you coming? You might be done, but I'm not." she said then waited for me to get off the bed.

Her phone buzzed with a text message from Ellaine. "Sold four bikinis, when can we deliver them?"

Mom leaned in to read it, "Hmmm good news, but for now, I think you owe me in the shower." She reached her hand out and led me into the shower.