It never failed. The cool morning air had increased my need to pee waking me from a sound sleep, though the smell of fresh hot coffee just brewed forced me to open my eyes. Mandy and Collette were both still sound asleep making it difficult for me to slip out of bed, especially as I was still sandwiched between them. The feel of their soft warm bodies acting like an insulator against the morning cold wasn't something I relished relinquishing either. But now the urgency of having to relieve my bladder took precedence over the comfort of continuing to lie there.
Literally backing out of the bed, I managed to climb out over the back of the couch, the sudden space I'd just created letting the cool air from the room in. Almost immediately both of my sisters seemed to scrunch towards one another in their half sleep until making contact, once again settling into their early morning slumber as I padded barefoot into the kitchen on my way downstairs to the bathroom. Not surprisingly, mom was standing at the window looking out at the still falling snow sipping a cup of coffee when I came in. She turned upon hearing me.
"Morning honey, you're up early."
She glanced towards my crotch as she said that. Though I really did need to pee, I also had what was my constant companion and friend first thing in the morning too. A morning woody as I called it, tenting out the front of my white briefs as I stood there. It didn't help as I glanced quickly up at clock on the wall that mom stood in nothing more than her bathrobe. I knew she slept naked, even during the cold winter months, always had. But it was the fact that she stood there with her robe undone, the hint of her nudity peeking out at me beneath it. I could see the roundness of her breasts, nipples just hidden by the material still covering them. Though what wasn't hidden, and stood there to greet me as I slowly lowered my gaze without even realizing I was, was her beautiful bare pussy. The fact she made no effort whatsoever to close her robe as I looked at her, was another reminder of the changes that had occurred since last night. I don't know why I thought things would be like they once were, because it was readily apparent that they weren't. But it was still a bit of a surprise to find her standing there like that so carefree and without conscience, something that was still going to take me a while in getting used to.
"It's not even six o'clock yet, why are you up?" I asked once again locking eyes with her.
She chuckled at hearing that. "You want the truth? Though I guess after last night it wouldn't make much sense to make anything up now would it?" she said still laughing at her own private thought.
If I didn't relieve my bladder soon however, it was going to burst. "Hold that thought, I'll be right back," I then said glancing at her again.
"Hold that thought?" she responded, her hand suddenly dropping down between her legs as she actually cupped her pussy. "OK...I will. But hurry back if you want to find out why I really am. Oh...and don't be doing anything with that except pee either," she told me.
After seeing her do that, it was going to take a bit longer to actually pee than I'd expected, bolting down the stairs and then off into the bathroom. I returned several minutes later feeling much better, and somewhat flaccid again, though the minute I walked back into the kitchen area, it wasn't long that I was.
Though she was now sitting down, it was what she was doing while sitting down that froze me in place as I re-entered the room. Seeing the look in my face, she laughed, though thankfully not loud enough to wake my sisters thus bringing them into the room. I knew in an instant, I wanted to this time all to myself.
"Because I was still horny from last night," she told me answering the question as I stood there staring at her. "Couldn't sleep," she then added, moaning a little as she did, mainly because of the bright yellow banana that I now saw was buried fully deep inside her cunt as she sat there, one leg propped up onto the table itself, spreading herself, a decadently wicked display as I stood there.
I was mesmerized. Here was my own mother, so openly masturbating herself, and uncaring that I was watching her, watching her shove a piece of fruit up inside her pussy.
"So, are you shocked at seeing your horny mother like this?" She now asked me. "Or just shocked to realize I usually am. Obviously, up until now...I've kept that aspect about myself a pretty well guarded secret."
"Not so much," I told her finally walking over, pulling out a chair, placing it in front of her and then taking a seat. "I've always known...well we've always known actually that you and dad have had a pretty active sex-life, just never seen you quite as open about it as you are now," I said looking at her, watching as she uninhibitedly continued to ease that yellow fruit in and out of her obviously wet pussy.
"Well, to more fully answer your question? I've always been horny first thing in the morning, don't know why really...maybe it's the equivalent of your morning woody or something like that. But...I've always enjoyed the naughty feel of coming downstairs like I am now, and sitting here in the kitchen playing with myself. That element of danger perhaps that someone could get up and catch me before I'd finished. I think Collette actually did once too, though she never said anything to me about it afterwards."
"Always with a banana?" I now asked feeling my cock begin to press almost painfully against the front of my briefs as I sat there continuing to watch her. I recalled several times where there always appeared to be fresh bananas sitting in the fruit bowl on the kitchen table in the past.
"Not always no," she giggled actually blushing a little. "Most of the time, I just prefer my fingers, but there are times like after last night, when I'm remembering the nice erotic stretch of my pussy after it's been filled with a nice hard dick, that my fingers just don't quite cut it. Sort of like now," she told me as she enthusiastically continued to sit there and fuck herself with the fruit so openly. "Of course...I'd rather be fucking that, unless you're not interested," she said once again glancing over at my crotch, the head of my dick already peeking up and over the top of my briefs as I sat there.
She then eased the banana out of her pussy, wrapping her lips around it instead, sucking and thus cleaning it off. It was one of the most erotic things I had ever see her do to be perfectly honest about it. Without even realizing that I had at first, I stood up, sliding my shorts down around my ankles. And though it was a bit cool inside the house this early in the morning, especially as the fire in the living room had also died out, I was now feeling the heat of my arousal as I stepped towards her. She smiled, standing up herself, and simply turned holding onto the back of her chair. Words weren't necessary as she bent over, flipping up the back of her robe presenting me with the backside of her ass and wet glistening pussy. Rock hard, I stepped up behind her and slid in.
I couldn't believe how wet...how slick, and how warm her pussy was as I buried myself balls deep inside her, actually feeling them as they slapped against her as I thrust inside her, now holding still. It was amazing to me, even now...one single thrust into her cunt, and already fighting for control, wanting to savor the feel of her slickness, that satiny caress on my shaft as I slowly withdrew, then slid in again holding.
"Oh fuck...you tease you!" mom spat purposely clenching her pussy around my shaft. Though I wasn't teasing her, I was honestly trying to keep myself from coming too fucking soon!
