Mom reached her hand back and gripped my slippery shaft to guide me to her opening and she lurched when my glans pushed against her anus. She didn’t hesitate as she immediately pushed herself back at me, applying more and more pressure until my glans slid inside her ass. She groaned hard from the intrusion and then muttered, “Oh fuck Dex. That’s incredible. Fuck me Baby.”
I eased my cock deeper in her bowels and then started driving my hips forward and back across the bedclothes. Mom shoved the meaty part of her hand below her thumb to her mouth and bit down to squelch her scream. Although there may have been an element of pain in her scream, she started driving her hips counter to mine as a constant groan erupted from her throat.
I could feel her fingers flailing in her pussy and then encircle my shaft as I pummeled her ass. Mom was whimpering, “Oh God. Oh Jesus. Oh God. Oh Jesus.” My body was beginning to push away from hers so I repositioned and gripped her left tit to hang on. I felt my cock harden further in her and she screamed into the palm of her hand. We were both gasping for oxygen.
I hoped that she was going to cum soon because I was. I wanted to wait for her like I usually did but I was so hot, I just went with whatever happened. I started pumping faster hoping that would push her over the top. She screamed again and yelled out, “Yes. Yes. Oh fuck, Dex. Hurrrrrrrryyyyyyyyy.”
I didn’t need to hurry. I was beyond any control as my balls pulled up tight and Mom groaned out, “OHH GGGAAAWWWDDDD. YEEESSSSSS,” as her sphincter muscle grabbed my cock with such force that I came to a grinding halt as cum boiled out of my balls and up my shaft. Mom shoved the bedclothes by her face into her mouth and let out a blood curdling scream as her body went rigid. Her anal orgasm lasted long past my ejaculation as she clamped hard on my cock. The effect was to keep my cock hard so I couldn’t pull it out of her. She seemed perfectly content to leave my cock imbedded in her ass.
We were both startled by the soft clapping of hands near her closet behind us. I turned my head to see June and Julie in their bikinis giving us a round of applause. Mom didn’t attempt to look. She knew who was there. At least she hoped it was only June and Julie. I looked past the twins and there was no one else behind them.
Neither Mom nor I moved as our breathing slowed. June and Julie came around to the window side of the bed and briefly looked out to see what their guests were doing. It sounded like they were playing volleyball.
The twins climbed up on the bed and grinned down at us. Julie said, “That looks fun.” June was less enthusiastic. Julie said, “Mom. When is the DJ supposed to be here? The equipment is just sitting there. We could use some music.”
June added, “And when does the bartender get here? We could use some drinks.” Mom answered June’s question first that the bartender wouldn’t arrive until after lunch. June frowned. Mom turned toward Julie and told her that the DJ should be there any moment.