But when I heard the water running for my sister’s bath, I simply walked into the basement, entered my mother’s bedroom and pulled the door closed behind me.
Beth was sitting in the arm chair in the room, reading a mindless entertainment magazine, and looked up at me as I closed the door.
“Hurry up”, I said, “I need to be inside you.”
“Not a chance”, she came back to me “you’re insane if you think anything can happen here”.
But I would have none of it. I walked over to her and took her by the hand, lifting her out of the chair. She stood and gawked at me and, looking around the room, asked me where I thought I was going to fuck her.
“Well, certainly in the cunt, and quite possibly in the ass if the urge takes me there”, I answered.
“Kidder”, she said, “you know full well I mean where in this room do you think you can do me? My back is too weak for us to do it on the bed, and it would squeak too loudly anyways. And my legs couldn’t handle an upright fuck, not after you made me cum on my feet this afternoon. Goodness my knees would tremble when I came and we could both tumble to the floor. Think of the racket that would make.”
I assured her not to be worried about it, and I stepped into her waiting arms and embraced her. We kissed. It was always weird to kiss my mother. We were so used to innocent public family kisses, that a truly loving open mouth kiss like the one we were sharing now, took some time to get warmed up to. It was nice to hold her in my arms though, and I was happy to feel her softness as I groped her, squeezing her wide bum again, tracing the back of my hand across her pretty face and her soft throat. I wanted to watch that throat swallow a load of my semen, as I knew the pleasure it brought her to taste her son’s sperm, but I had other plans for my load this weekend.
This time I didn’t simply lift up her dress, I had her raise her arms and I pulled it over her head, leaving her standing there in her plain white bra and white cotton panties. Her soft body looked dumpy and enticing at the same time, it was hard to rationalize my desire for her.
I asked her if she had yet figured out how I was going to enter her this time, and she said of course she knew, she just didn’t like the position that much, as she much preferred looking at my face as we made love. But I played the card that we both now knew I was going to play, and I said that I had given her a good solid orgasm earlier in the day, so it was my turn now to enjoy her body as I saw fit, and it didn’t really matter if she came this time. This round of sex was going to be all about me.
I took her hand and directed her to the armchair she had been reading in. She knew what she had to do, and she bent forward at the waist and lay her stomach across the chair, using the arm of the lounger to support her weight. I kissed the small of her back, up to her shoulders, and nuzzled my nose into the back of her neck, tickling her and causing her to shrug and shudder. I stepped back and soaked up the view of her backside, her wide, pasty white bum, soft and droopy but free of pock marks or cellulite. I lifted the elastic on her panties and I kissed that beautiful bum, actually biting it gently before I stood up again and pulled her knickers down. She wriggled her hips to help them off, and lifted her tiny feet one at a time to complete the removal.
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