“I always liked watching them grow,” mused, and bent down to take my cum-covered dick into her mouth. She had her ass in the air as she bobbed up and down on my dick, getting me fully erect in seconds. I ran my hands through her hair as she sucked me, taking me into her mouth and moaning softly.
Whatever bonus level I had just unlocked with my mom, I had to admit I could get used to this. She bobbed up and down, sucking me, her round ass swaying as she worked. I felt myself close to coming. She must hand sensed it because she took me in deep as I came. She swallowed what little cum I had not already emptied into her pussy, wiping her chin as she sat up.
“Now I’ve got to shower, so try and stay out of trouble,” she said, her ass swaying as she left my room.
After some time, I got up and showered. The hot water felt good on my skin, and I was absolutely giddy. I had fucked my mom. I had entered her and came inside her. The idea was surreal but as I showered I thought of all the times I had subconsciously noticed her. I had wanted this for some time, I just didn’t realize it. All the times I took notice of her cleavage, or that amazing, round ass of hers. And I realized all the times she had cuddled close to me, or worn just a bathrobe, her tits practically spilling out. Had she been dropping hints, or was it subconscious for her, a throwback to a different time in her life? Either way, something had changed in both of us.
I got dressed and found Jen in her room. She was wearing khaki shorts and an old t-shirt, and holding a pair of wrenches.
“Good morning,” she said, beaming. Her hair was damp from the shower. “Maggie’s already out to work. Do you still want to help me change this faucet?”
I grinned and got to work. Replacing the sink faucet was the last thing on our list to renovate Jen’s room. We sat together on the floor, her tiny shorts riding up her thighs. I snuck a glance and grinned, she was once again not wearing anything under her shorts. I saw the edge of her labia and curls of her bushy hair, and my dick gave a twitch. I had already come twice in less than an hour, but I found my dick still had plenty of life.
“Nervous, about the job?” I asked as I crawled under the sink. I lay on my back, looking up at the bottom of the old faucet. She handed me a wrench and I worked to loosen the old fittings, which were stubborn.
“Yeah, I hope I get it,” she said. “I don’t want to keep on freeloading off of Maggie.”
“She doesn’t mind,” I said, pausing to look at Jen. I couldn’t see her face, but I got a nice view of her pussy, and her tits were held together in her tight t-shirt. My dick gave another stir.
“I know, but I’d like to start working, contributing and all that. I don’t know if I can afford a house here, but I’d like to at least pay some of the bills while I’m here.”
“I think she’s pretty happy that you’re here,” I said.
“She might not be as happy if she knew what we were doing,” she said pensively. She put her hand on my knee and I paused my work. Mom might not be happy at all, but could she really be mad at her sister for doing the same thing she was doing? I was in unfamiliar territory, so anything was possible.