Have you ever had one of those moments in your life all you could think to yourself is this too good to be real? Well needless to say that was all my brain could think as I was thrusting balls deep into my Mother while she lapped at my sisters pussy like a hungry bitch in heat.
I should backup and explain first how exactly we arrived at this heavenly moment. I had come home from college for the fall break. It was honestly my first time home in the three years I had been away, not for lack of desire to see my family but because going to school clear on the other side of the states adds up in travel expenses quickly. Not to mention it wasn't but a year back my mother had called me up with rather shocking news. After twenty six seemingly blissful years of marriage she and my father were getting a divorce.
Of course I tried to be as understand and supportive of her as I possibly could. She simply explained in a very vague answer that they had grown apart many years ago and now that I was at college and my sister had just graduated high school there was no reason to keep up the charade any longer and she promised she was much happier this way. Which was of course all I really wanted for her. Certainly not to feel trapped into a relationship that was still broken. After all she was still extremely youthful in appearance. Myself and my sister were both early life children and at her age of forty four I have to admit even I found my mother extremely attractive. Then again as I remembered my friends were always so quick to remind me growing up.
When I got off the plane I had told my mother it wasn't necessary for her to go out of her way to pick me up and that I had more than enough to afford cab fare but as I walked over to the baggage claim there she was regardless. Guess I'll still always be her baby boy in some ways. I made my way over to her quickly and lifted her up off the ground slightly as I wrapped my arms around her. Damn her body was as tight and firm as ever! She smiled brightly kissing my cheeks over and over as I went to sit her back down.
"God grief, I don't think I'll ever get used to having to look up at you!" She joked before fussing with my short hair, "You started wearing it short? When did this happen?"
"The day I got old enough to realize those emo bangs hanging in my face all the time made me look like a total tool."
It put me at ease to see her smile and listen to her laugh. Part of me had been a little worried all this time she had been putting on a brave front for me and that she might have actually been lonely without my father. Thankfully though it didn't seem the case at all. With a new haircut and some rather revealing low cut clothing she looked as youthful and lively as ever!
I grabbed my bag from the baggage claim and walked out to the car with her. I couldn't help but notice she walked a few steps behind me the entire time and every time I would look back to say something her eyes would quickly be shifting back up from looking down. No...There was just no possible way. Was my mother checking out my ass?!
I loaded my bag into the trunk after she leaned down for a few moments fussing to move some clutter out of the way. My own eyes couldn't help but look down into the low V cut of her top and admire her heavy breasts being pushed up and out for dear life by her bra. I can't lie I had secretly hoped that one would attempt a jailbreak and come bouncing out from behind its black lace prison.
My gaze must have lingered on for too long because by the time she leaned back up she gave me a mischievous smile and asked if I saw something I liked. I ignored her question to the best of my abilities even though I could feel the sudden stiffening in my cock and put my bag away before jumping into the passenger side.
The ride home was mostly small chat. The normal questioning she would always have for me. Have you been eating well? Any special girl in your life? How's school? How's work? I absentmindedly answered them all stealing a glance or two at her breasts when I could and even better the skirt she had on riding up dangerously close to revealing her panties. Her legs alone were enough to make my cock tingle as I imagined what it would be like to see those long slender legs stretched out spread eagle with her pussy dripping with cum trailing down into her ass. Still I reminded myself this wasn't some teacher or college girl I picked up, this was my mother and it was wrong to even imagine that.
When we got to the house I was instantly ambushed by my sister as she jumped up into my arms excitedly. "Ethan! It's been forever! You're so big! When did you even get all these muscles?!" She chattered happily feeling at my arms and sides and even for a moment grabbing a handful of my ass nearly making me jump with surprise.
"Wish I could say the same for you," I replied hooking the top of her bra tank top with my finger and pulling it far out to let it go so it would snap her. Of course not before I grabbed a quick glance down. My sister Stephanie inherited her many good looks from my mother, from her long amber curls to her stunning legs but tits she sort of missed the boat on. Mom's D cups were definitely what wet dreams were made of, then again as I looked down at the small perky points of my sister's A cups I couldn't lie they seemed inviting too. Just imagining sucking and nibbling on those rosy little points was already starting to make my mouth water. I let the band go and she jumped back with a tiny hiss of pain and stuck her tongue out at me. "Don't worry I'm sure they will finally come in when you're twenty." I joked before our mother made her way in instructing me to leave her alone and go shower for dinner.
