Nearly a half-hour later she forced her body to fall off to my side. She curled up into a fetal position and kissed my shoulder. I lifted myself to my elbow and rolled on my side near her. I said, “Mom? Are you OK?” She didn’t move or answer. I rolled her over on her back. Her pussy was sopping wet and I reached down to touch her there. When my index finger touched her clitoris she spasmed like I had touched her with a cattle prod. She muttered, “Too sensitive. Can’t touch.” I caressed her body all over for another half-hour until she rolled back toward me and kissed me on the lips. She looked like she was back again. I had been really worried. She sat up and looked at my semi-hard cock and said, “It looks like you can keep going but I’m done. You nearly killed me.
Mom got up and went to the bathroom and I heard the shower come on. I stayed right there until the shower turned off and Mom walked back into her room toweling herself off. She said, “You’re welcome to sleep the night here with me if you want. Your Dad may be in your bed.” She hesitated just a moment and then continued, “or in Ciara’s bed.” That intrigued me a little.
I said, “I’m going to go upstairs and shower in my bathroom. I’ll see what the situation is and I’ll be back or not.” Mom smiled and nodded and then pulled her covers up over her shoulders, fluffed her pillow and turned on her side. She said, “Good night baby. I love you.”
I turned off her light and crept up the stairs carrying my clothes. I stopped outside Ciara’s bedroom door and listened. It was totally quiet. I pushed open my door and went to the bathroom and turned on the light. I looked back to see if Dad was in my bed. He was. He snorted and began snoring and turned toward the far wall. I didn’t want to shower and wake him so I ran enough water on a facecloth and washed my cock and balls and my face. I looked in the mirror and smiled. My cock raised as a thought went through my mind.
I quietly went to my laptop and opened the monitor. I called up my video app. I wanted to see if Ciara’s night light would be enough to illuminate the room to capture any video. When the screen came up Ciara was sitting up against a mountain of pillows with her nightstand light on. She was running her dildo in and out of her pussy. There was no buzzing noise. I plugged in the earphones and turned the signal way down so Dad wouldn’t hear it across the room. Ciara’s eyes were closed as she sat spread-eagled on her bed. I let it run and closed the laptop. I turned off the bathroom light.
I quietly crept from my room and closed my door behind me. I just as quietly opened Ciara’s door and stepped in closing her door behind me. Ciara noticed the movement and smiled broadly when she saw me standing there with my hard cock standing straight out in front of me.
Ciara pulled her dildo out and set it on her night stand. Her nipples were rigid and sticking out a half-inch. Her pussy was soaked and I could see the glistening wetness. She flexed her index finger to motion me toward her. I went and climbed up on her bed and leaned in and kissed her passionately. She dispensed with any formalities and reached out and wrapped her hand around my pulsing cock. I lay down beside her and began sucking on her right nipple while she jerking on my cock.