She then guides my hand over to her and takes it with the hand she was masturbating with, freeing her other hand to reach over and very matter of factly, grab my cock. I am in heaven. I’m rubbing my mum’s pussy as she is wanking me, I edge closer to her in the bed, my chest is on her shoulder, she turns to me and smiles as my fingers dance around her opening at her clit.
‘Kiss me…’ she moans and I lean down and kiss her. We share a loving kiss, despite the fact my cock is in my mother’s hand and I am fingering her.
The action on screen has escalated too, Kay is now getting pounded by her son. They are moaning and grunting together, the music is too loud in my opinion, but I try to block it out and concentrate on the actors.
Without warning, mum sits up and turns onto her knees next to me, she’s just too far away for me to reach between her legs without leaning and stretching towards her. But I can see from her face an internal decision has been made and she has a determined look as she reaches forward with one hand and places it on my chest, then lowers her head towards my cock and guides it into her mouth.
‘Jesus Christ mum…’ I moan, not sounding dissimilar to the son on screen only a few minutes ago, he was now on top ploughing into his mum, Kay.
She bobs her head faster, Kay is moaning on screen ‘oh I’m cumming….’ this only seemed to spur mum on and her head bobbed harder on me, realising I was close, mum then pops my cock out of her mouth and quickly swings her leg over me and lowers herself onto me with ease. I slide effortlessly into my mothers wet hole.
She sits right down and grinds on me. I can hear the action building to a climax on screen.
It isn’t long before I can feel that familiar tension along the back of my legs, the action on screen is ramping up too, I know the scene well, I know he is about to cum on Kay’s tits and face, this sends me over the edge and I grip my mum’s hips as I ejaculate into her, 3 thrusts and trembling legs, I am spent. Mum collapses onto my chest after her own orgasm subsides. Everything becomes hazy and next thing I know, I’m slowly waking up, the sun is beaming through my window. I get my bearings and suddenly images from my dream shoot across my inner mind’s, usually blank canvas. I recall the dream as if it were a movie I watched the previous evening. That hardly ever happens, at best I recall a few glimpses of the ‘good stuff’, but this morning, I could remember the whole dream. I just lay back on my bed, hands behind my head, close my eyes and replayed it.
It was going to be a long day, waiting until I next see Beth and we can discuss our sordid little plan a bit more. BETH! I suddenly remembered the files on my laptop. Damn, this was going to be difficult, as much as I wanted to start the day right and relieve my pent up tensions, then go shower, I knew I wouldn’t be able to control myself as soon as I started watching one of her little amateur pornos, I’d be cock in hand, masturbating furiously.
I hoped I’d be able to take advantage of that situation with Beth. I mean, yes, she was hot and yes, in any ordinary circumstance, I’d definitely want to have her bent over in my bedroom, ploughing into her from behind, relentlessly until unloading my balls, as deep inside her as I could manage, so she could take a warm little present home to her husband, but these weren’t ‘ordinary circumstances’! I genuinely had no desire for anyone else but my mum, but that’s not to say at some point in the future I wouldn’t want to exploit the cheating little hussy, just because I could. I’m usually the one getting pushed around and dumped on and told what to do, it would make a nice change of pace to hold control over someone else. A list of things flew into my mind, all at once, that I could make her do, or hubby would be getting some very interesting movie recommendations in his inbox!
Ha, could I really do that to her? Honestly, I wasn’t even sure at this point, I was so horny, I could easily see the red mist descending and making her do all sorts of degrading things and taking all sorts of unnecessary chances, for my own amusement, despite her being a great sport and helping me with mum. At this point it was all just fantasy, I doubt I’d have the will to actually threaten her with ruining her life, unless she did EXACTLY as I instructed her. I’m not a complete arsehole…. I’m more, 75% arsehole!
I decided to get up, shower and devote my day to the issue at hand. How was I going to either convince my mother that she didn’t need anyone but me for her every need, emphasis on EVERY, or if I was going to go down the more probable, cowardly route, how was I going to be with her without her realising it was me initially. This was such a delicate balance, ultimately, I wanted to start a real relationship with her, but I’d probably have to ease her into it slowly and with Beth’s help, mum wouldn’t stand a chance against us. One thing I was becoming more and more sure of? This was going to happen!
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