After a minute or so she grabbed my prick. ‘Your turn to do the work, get on top of me and feed me that young cock of yours again.’
I climbed between her thighs and looked down at her sprawled before me. She looked sensational even if she was my mother. Her long legs cased in black silk and the black satin girdle framing her glistening bald and freshly fucked pussy looked amazing. Not the mention her heaving breasts.
‘Come on Henry, fuck Mummy!’
I took my cock and slowly slid it into her, listening to her groan as I entered her again.
I fucked her slowly at first before leaning forward to get a better angle to drive my thick, rigid cock into her and started to kiss her neck. She grabbed my face and kissed me hard.
Her hips began to buck to match my thrusts and she arched her back then wrapped her stocking clad thighs around my waist before pulling my head down into her neck space and started to whisper in my ear.
‘Do you like being Mummy’s fuck toy Henry? Will you do what Mummy tells you from now on?’ I could only grunt the affirmatives.
‘Aunt Cynthia wants to use you too. Shall I let her? Maybe I’ll have her come over and we’ll both use and abuse you together.’ She scraped her high heels down over the backs of my thighs.
That did it for me. My cock expanded inside of her pushing her over the top and making her cum a second time as I erupted and my seed flooded her pussy walls and womb. I came and came, a never ending fountain of fluids that caused Mother to groan and cum again.
I collapsed on top of her then rolled away and fell into a deep, deep sleep.
I woke up the next morning in her bed, Mother was no where to be seen so I looked for my clothes but couldn’t find them. I walked to my room and there in the wardrobe hung my suit and tie. No doubt everything else was in the wash. I lay naked on my bed and drifted off to sleep again.
I felt hands on my chest gently shaking me awake. ‘Henry, Henry, are you ok darling?’
I opened my eyes to see my fully dressed mother and as I glanced at the clock it read eleven thirty.
‘You look so nice lying there Henry, I must take advantage of your nakedness,’ she said then promptly straddled my face and let her billowing skirt fall over my head. All I could see where her open naked thighs and her wet dripping pussy descending onto my face.
‘Be a good boy Henry and service me please!’
I started licking and sucking on her labia and clitoris. I could hear moans coming from Mother as she rocked gently.
Suddenly my cock was being stroked softly and then I was moaning too.
I was confused as Mother had both of her hands holding my head as she gently fucked my face until I heard, ‘you’re right Celia, he is a submissive little slut.’ She stroked me harder.
Mother groaned and replied, ‘Oh yes he is, but he’s getting very good at it. Would you like to go next?’
‘Sorry,’ replied Cynthia. ‘I’m meeting friends for coffee in half an hour and I don’t want to go reeking of pussy juice.’ She squeezed my cock and said, ‘see you soon Harry.’
‘Right, I’m off. Enjoy your day,’ shouted Cynthia as she made her way downstairs.