“Now David, do you want to give me the details of how it all happened and how it all ended? I don’t want to seem like a pervert, but it could give me confirmation of the activity. Are you willing to do that?”
“Geez, sis, you sound just like a crime reporter. It wasn’t a crime; it was love, purely love on both our parts. I will tell you, but I don’t want it smeared into a good story for any magazine you write for. You won’t do that, will you?” I told him I may not even publish it at all.
“Now, where was I? Oh yes, Mum had agreed that if we remained silent about it, we could do it and it shall remain a secret. She pushed the bedcovers right down to the foot of the bed and I saw her almost naked body, the only part of her that was covered was her middle where the garment had bunched up during the night. She asked me to take it off over her head and raised herself to a sitting position to allow me to do it. I was looking at her completely naked body with large breasts, dark nipples and slightly wrinkled skin.” I stopped him there.
“OK David, did you see mum’s pubic hair? What was it like?” I asked him, because I had seen her in the shower one day, she showed me her pubic trim, now I could confirm that much at least if he were telling the truth.
“It was a neat strip going vertically from her clit area upwards in line with her pussy slit. She called it a landing strip. Her pubic mounds just allowed the tip of her clit to show. All right?” He told me quite precisely without needing to make up a story. I n knew he had seen it.
“OK, then what?” I asked.
“I kissed her breasts for a while and she whispered for me to go down between her legs and use my tongue on her pussy. I did that and she held my head close until she was satisfied and I was almost out of breath.” I laughed at that last comment. He went on, she told me to come up close to her and put my penis into her. That wasn’t difficult to do; she was poised ready for my cock, like some-one who has waited a long time. I started the usual movement and soon felt mum’s feet clamp over my buttocks to keep me there. We didn’t hurry, but savoured every stroke; she was enjoying herself and making small groaning noises with each thrust. We both came together, which was a great feeling for me, and I am sure mum felt likewise. After some time to regain our breathing rhythm I rolled onto the bed beside her and she told me, ‘Darling, I have never felt so good having sex as I do right now. It has been so long that I have been starved of this very pleasant experience. Your father has no interest in sex anymore, it’s all about his cable television and sport. I doubt he even knows what I look like down there these days. I suggested to her that we could do it again if she feels she needs some more loving sex in her life. She smiled at me and said, ‘David, you don’t miss a trick, do you?’ I laughed and said, that I was only thinking of her needs. She kissed me and told me I was a good boy, but not to say a word to anyone.”
“So, that was it? You fucked mum and walked away?” I suggested.
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