This is a work of fiction. All characters are over eighteen years of age.
"Yes! Oh yes, harder! Spank me harder!" Mommy was panting under me like the bitch she was. I had her on all fours, taking her from behind, my crotch slamming into her fleshy buttocks, making them jiggle erotically. She was wearing a black satin bustier and her tits looked even bigger than usual, waggling back and forth under her. I was watching in the bedroom mirror as I loved to do whenever I fuck my Mommy.
I had moved back in with her after Dad died, it was quickly apparent she needed help running her own life. Things like taxes and maintenance were beyond her, Dad having done all that. She was still a young woman, in her forties, and had quite a figure as well. I was sure someone would scoop her up quickly and take advantage unless I assisted. It wasn't my first choice; as a man in my twenties I was thinking how it might hobble my sex life.
As Dad provided very well for us all neither of us had any financial worries, leaving Mom on her own all day. Once I had moved in I saw that she needed some discipline in her life; the place was a mess unless I did something about it, meals were spotty at best and never on time. I knew what I had to do, take Mom firmly in hand and train her.
Well her training went terribly at first. Mom could not seem to form the
need
to do something. I sat us down to talk about it. "Mom, how did you get all this done before Dad passed? What's changed? There has to be something!" She did
not
want to talk about it. But I was persistent. Finally in a whisper she said that Dad had always rewarded her for doing her housework. From her embarrassment I gathered the
reward
was what she didn't want to talk about.
The light dawned. Mom and Dad were kinky! Once I grasped that I smiled hugely and told Mom that there should be no problem then! I could certainly reward her as well as Dad had. As I thought about this my cock was growing in my pants; I'd always thought my Mom was hot, I wouldn't mind fucking her, not one bit! Mom was shocked of course but I firmly told her how it was going to be from now on and she meekly accepted.
"For instance Mom, the bathroom's a mess. I want you to clean it right now... " I paused, "... and strip down first, I want you to do it naked, and I'm going to watch. I must make sure you do a good job after all." Mom's eyes brightened and she sat up a little straighter, I had hit the mark first try!