I was tempted to throw my ring finger into the mix. But three’s a crowd. And I was afraid of the damage that crowd could cause. Upon extracting my fingers, I pushed her cheeks apart and stuffed my tongue inside her asshole. Mom groaned and tapped my forehead with the fingers on one of her cuffed hands.
My own fingers had done a good job in loosening her up and the flavoured lubricant literally made savouring her ass sweeter. I pulled my tongue out, grabbed the lube and squeezed it into my palm. Then I stroked it into my rock-hard cock.
Playing with mom’s ass maintained the strength of my erection, and the time had arrived for my cock to go where it had never gone before. I couldn’t wait, but would have to, because the sound of mom’s ringtone went off.
Aww man. Talk about bad timing.
“Would you please check who that is, hun?” She looked over her shoulder.
“Let it go to voicemail.”
“I think it might be important. Why else would they be calling at this time?”
I let out a frustrated sigh, got to my feet and walked over to her dresser. Why didn’t I leave that thing in the backyard? I shook my head, wiped my hand on my thigh and then picked up the phone. The name ‘Peter’ was on the screen. “It’s dad.” I looked at mom.
“Really?” She scrunched her face. “Okay then, untie me quickly.” She raised her hands.
I placed the phone on the bed, grabbed the keys from the bedside table and stuck one into the keyhole. But I was having a slightly difficult time in unlocking the cuffs.
“Nicholas, hurry up.”
“Hang on.” I took the key out and tried the other. “I’m trying.”
Ironically, mom’s phone stopped ringing as soon as I got her free. She reached for it, looked at its screen and then turned her attention to me. She looked a little miffed. I could only raise my shoulders and bring my hands up as if I was saying; what could I do?
“Oh well.” I placed the cuffs on the bedside table. “Let’s get back to what we were about to do.” But before we could, her phone went off again. Oooof course. I sighed.
Mom smiled, pressed the answer button and placed the phone against her ear. “Hi, Peter.”
I folded my arms and rolled my eyes as dad replied. I remember feeling a little angry and confused at this moment. Confused, because I thought mom would give dad the silent treatment for at least a month after he cancelled on her. Or at least the way she reacted after I broke the news to her suggested that’s how it would go down.
But there she was, talking to him like nothing happened. And I think the reason why I was angry came from the childish part of me-we had to postpone anal sex. Well, that, and I thought mom was letting dad walk all over her.
“Oh, so this is the time you call to apologise?”
As dad gave his explanation-which was probably about a meeting or maybe he wanted her to calm down before calling-mom placed her hand over the phone and whispered, “Nick.” She smiled, nudged her head towards her rear end and bit her lower lip as she placed the phone against her ear.
I couldn’t help but let out a soft chuckle as my befuddlement disappeared. As she said, “So how are you gonna make this up to me?” I got behind her, down on my knees and stroked my cock back into a rigid state. The sight of mom’s ass and thought entering it made the process incredibly quick.