“Oh, that’s good, keep it up, oh yes, I’m going to cum now. Oh god it’s wonderful I’m commminnnng. Mmmmmmm, there’s nothing like a good cum to make you feel so relaxed. Kiss me again. Mmmmmmmm, I’m so glad you could join me today. It gives me such great pleasure bringing you pleasure. Are you comfortable in your chair? Good! I’ve decided I want to tell you a story, so no more of your shenanigans, let me concentrate. A number of years ago around this time of year we had a terrible thunderstorm. Let me tell you it was a lulu. After checking around my place, I decided to head over to my sister Jane’s place to see how she and her son John had fared. I was about to knock on the back door, when I over heard my sister say, through the open kitchen window, that she and John had to talk in a tone of voice which suggested something serious had happened the previous evening. Let me tell you my hand froze and dropped to my side, my curiosity peeked. I listened closely and could barely hear John talk about how, he had slept in her bed when he was a kid, after his father had left them.
“Damn that man. No good to the core. Thank God, Jane never married him because he left her as soon as he found out babies meant late night feedings and early morning diaper changes. Jane let him go and never looked back, loving the boy for all she was worth. But I kept track of the worthless asshole for a while. I figured I might hit him up for a buck or two if Jane needed help. She never did and he got himself killed in a bar brawl over Dixbey way a few years later. Some fight over another man’s woman. I was told he was beaten to death, now I don’t hold with killing, but if ever a man needed thrashing it was him. The man I feel sorry for is the guy doing hard time for the killing. The law’s an ass. Sorry I got side tracked, it’s an old anger I really should try to forget.
“Any ways, where was I, oh yeah, John mumbled something about being sorry and I stepped closer to the window so I could hear better. Well to make a long story short John had crept into her bed during the storm and they had cuddled and kissed awhile, you know, I mean mother and son type kisses, before Jane had rolled over to go to sleep. You should have heard them talk. Jane doesn’t hold with bad language, not like me who calls a spade a spade. Anyways when he thought his mom was asleep, he started playing with her boobs. Took them right out of her nightie, I tell you. Didn’t think the boy had it in him. The way he was talking, I think he thought his mom was mad at him, but I knew better. I could hear the sexual huskiness in her voice. I had heard it before. Poor woman hadn’t allowed any one in her bed close to twenty year. If anyone deserved a good loving, she did. I almost died when he told her not only did he dream about her, you know when he played with himself, but he sometimes thought of me as well, helping her do him. Ambitious, scaly-wag! Then she just had to tell him, how when we were young, living in the same room together, we used to get each other off. Damn, I was ready to kill her.
“She didn’t tell him how we used to go down on each other, some times three, four times a night. God I loved that woman’s pussy. She loved having the hood on her clit sucked, so naturally I would tease like crazy and lick her everywhere down there until her hips were humping her cunt against my mouth and she was begging me to suck her flesh. She found a way to get me back though. I liked a finger in my anus when she licked me, so she’d just rub my asshole a little every once and a while until I was wiggling on the bed trying to get her finger in. Dam that girl I still love her so. But this isn’t getting on with what I want to tell you.
‘It was just about then she stood up and took him into her bedroom. I had heard too much and wanted to hear more so I snuck into the house and stood outside her bedroom door. She hadn’t closed it because there was no reason to. I risked a peek around the doorframe and there they were naked as the day they were born. He was sitting between her legs on the edge of the bed facing the wall so they couldn’t see me. She was holding him tight against her tits, her pussy hard against his bum. One hand was busy jacking him off while he told her what it felt like. Lord, you’ve never heard two people talk so much during a loving. I think it was because he was insecure, wanting to fuck with his own mom and she was just reassuring him it was okay with her. I swear when he came he hit the wall. I pulled back and listened for a while. Soon he was kissing her all over. Believe me Jane really gets off on being body kissed. But then he began giving her head. I could tell from the way she was talking so I risked another peek. Sure enough his head was buried between her legs and she was thrusting at him with her hips.
“Oh god, I’m getting horny again just thinking about them. You won’t mind if I play with myself a little, I know you like to watch. No, you stay there I’ll look after myself. If you want you can move the chair over a little so you can see better. So she was telling him how good a warm, oh yeah, wet tongue feels. Anyways, oh that’s nice, I had to pull my head back because if she had looked up I would have been busted. Oooooooh, I’m going to cum. Oh lord in heaven. It was such a lovely cum. Did you like watching? I think I’m a bit of an exhibitionist because I always seem to have a better cum when someone’s watching me play.
“Anyways, John could tell his mom had really gotten off on his tongue so he offered to do it again. But no she took a rain check, told him she wanted him inside of her. Can hardly blame her, poor woman, hadn’t been fucked in damn close to twenty years. I guess I‘ve already told you that. It was a glorious fuck. John had already gotten one load off so he had some staying power. His mother humped and heaved under him. I could hear her grunting and then she moaned fuck me. Now you may not think that’s surprising, but let me tell you it sure shocked me. Never in my life had I ever heard my sister use the word. There was some more grunting, then she came yelling out screw me. Damn it was hot. But that’s not the finish. Listen to this. She asked her son if he would like it if she’d asked me, Aunt Rose over for a cup of tea. It was no cup of tea those two were going to be giving me. That boy had woken a sleeping tigress. I snuck out of the house and ran all the way home.
“As soon as I got in the house I headed for the bedroom and stripped down. Got out my favorite neoprene dildo, griped it by the balls, and threw myself on the bed. With the back of my hand firmly against the mattress, the fake prick sticking straight up, I pressed my tits into the mattress, my ass in the air and my snatch hovering over the tool. Then I rammed my twat straight down mounting the tool as though it was John’s prick. I was hot and it felt good. A few strong heaves of my hips and I went off like a rocket, moaning and fucking the tool. With the last spasm, I rolled over pulled out the dildo with a slurpy, sucky sound and replaced it with a couple of fingers. I wasn’t finished yet. Damn I was horny. This time I brought myself off slowly rubbing my clit gently while my other hand clawed its way through my pubic hair. I enjoy pulling on my pubic hair when I’m bringing myself off as you might have noticed.
