Hot Summer Housework with Mom

“I’m afraid if we take a break now we’ll completely lose our momentum.”

“Mom, in case you hadn’t noticed, we lost our momentum at least an hour ago!”

“I know – but look, we’re so close to finishing – let’s just keep going.”

“Alright Mom.” A small amount of frustration was no doubt evident in my voice. I was hoping for another air-conditioned nipple extravaganza.

But Mom had other ideas. She turned her back to me, lowered her head and lifted her pony tail with one hand, while she fanned the back of her neck with the other hand. “Could you just do that for me a little bit? You hands are so nice and big… so good for fanning,” she laughed a little nervously.

“Sure, Mom.” I moved my hand rapidly back and forth behind her slender neck creating waves of cooling air to sooth her sweaty skin. But honestly, this bored me. All I wanted to do was kiss the sweat from the back of her neck. I stopped the fanning, pursed my lips, and blew a steady stream of air onto her neck and shoulders.

“Oooo – I like that! Let’s have some more of that please!” Happy to oblige, my beautiful Mother, I continued to send a cooling, steady stream of air from my lips to her neck, behind her ears, across her shoulders and down the center of her back. Mom actually shivered a bit with a chill and I could see goose bumps on her flesh. But she was loving it, and to let me know it, she kept up a continual non-verbal monologue of Oooo’s, Ahhh’s and Ohhh’s.

Now this was getting to be really fun. I crouched down behind her, my pursed lips inches from that mesmerizing thong. I blew my cool stream onto the small of her back and the top of her ass. She let out a delightfully girlish squeal, arched her back, and pushed her buttocks backward toward my face. I took this as a green light to keep going. And so I did – directing my air stream across both cheeks, then right down the center of her ass crack to the very depths of her damp crotch.

“Oh God,” she gasped, “you are so damn naughty. That must be why I love you so fucking much!” With that, she clasped both hands to her ass and spread her butt cheeks wide while I continued to caress her most intimate areas with my cool breath.

After a few moment lost in the joy of this sensation, Mom straightened up, turned and said, “Now do my front… and then I’ll blow you.”

My eyes grew wide, and I cracked a broad grin. “Wait! That didn’t come out right!” she exclaimed, laughing.

“I dunno Mom, it sounded just fine with me,” I jibbed. “I mean, it’s pretty kinky, but hey, if that’s what you want to do… I’m game.”

“I’m sure you would be, you little horn-dog. But you know exactly what I mean. Now go on… you do me and then I’ll do you. Make with the air, Mister!” She leaned back against the shelves, tilted her head back, closed her eyes and raised her arms above her head. I leaned in close to my Mother, and blew gently, steadily onto her neck and collar. Then moving down to her lovely breasts, I increased the pressure of the stream as it passed back and forth over her fleshy nipples. Mom squealed in delight and stuck her chest out further.