Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Mom Does Anything:>Ep67

When the pizza arrived, two mediums, one full of meats, peppers, mushrooms, and onions, and the other

covered in cheese, we paused our gto plate our food. Mom only ate a slice, and | didn't want the pizza

weighingdown, so | only ate three pieces. Dad ate four, two slices from each pizza, saying to me, "Watching

your weight?"

"I'll eat the rest later," | said, smiling. "After | work up an appetite. | think | need to do scarbefore bed."

"Don't mess up your sleeping routine," Dad said. "Eighteen or not, you're not going to be up all night and asleep

all day this summer."

"If | could, I'd be up all night and all day."

Mom uttered a surprised-sounding laugh.

I smiled.

We ate, and Dad finished his second glass of whiskey, then he said, "I can do one more and be safe."

"Ritch," Mom said, using that drawn-out, disapproving tone.

"I'm not even drunk, baby, don't worry." Dad smiled. "And, since tomorrow is Friday, I'm going to forgo my pills

and show you the benefits of marrying an insomniac."

I chuckled.

Mom smiled, and | thought, Will she askif she can fuck Dad? The thought madelook at my phone, but

Jenna still hadn't texted me. Interesting.

We finished, and Mom cleaned up, though my hard-on had gone down. | had said, "I'll take care of the mess," but

Mom countered with, "No, | like doing things for my men." | was one of Mom's men, and the thought made my

cheeks warm. We settled back into the couch and watched more TV--as a family. Dad sipped his whiskey and

took his pill while | readied myself to molest my mother as my father lay in the room with us.

As soon as Dad had popped his pill and relaxed his head, | put my hand on my mother's thigh below her dress.

Her warm skin dampened my palm, and goosebumps rose against my fingers as | swept my touch upward

beneath her dress. Mom pressed her ass against me, wiggling it left to right and back again, keeping her buns

tight against my crotch. I slid my hand up to her hip and then to her waist, taking her dress withand leaving

her legs exposed beneath the blanket. My hand went backward after this, cupping her left butt cheek before

pulling her dress up to her lower back, leaving her butt naked and at the mercy of my touch.

Dad yawned. Mom looked in his direction. Her next breath cdeep and heavy as my fingers turned toward

the cushions and dipped into her crack. | pulled upward, opening her cheeks and stretching her little asshole, my

fingers slipping from her soft crescent when | couldn't pull her ass open any further. Her cheek jiggled and

rippled, and | moved my hand over her thigh toward her front.

Pubic hairs, damp with sweat, tickled my palm. | loved Mom's hair. | wanted more of it, a nice triangular bush

that felt like a teenager's downy fuzz. | wanted to keep the edges of her mound hairless as well as the cunny

meat from her clitoral hood on down. | remembered pictures on the inteof beautiful, blonde Scandinavian

goddesses with wisps of blonde hair along their tan skin. Shad tiny hairs near their assholes, shining in the

sun like golden threads reflecting the light. That's what | wanted from Mom, just a little bit of hair, so small and

spaced far enough apart that | had to search for them under the sunlight if | wanted to see them.

Those thoughts madecup my mother's pussy harder than | meant to.

Mom's body stiffened, and her face tightened, then she relaxed as | eased my grip on her snatch. Hot, honeyed

wetness had coated my fingertips when they had slipped along the line of Mom's inner cunny lips, and they

caway sticky with dew and warm to the touch when | pulled them away. | raised my hand up my mother's

body, pushed my fingers against her lips, and slid them into her mouth. Her tongue licked my two largest digits

clean, and | eased my hand down my mother's body again, going back to collect more of her sweet nectar.

Thick slipperiness greeted my fingers when | pressed my middle and forefinger between my mother's lower lips. |

wanted to hear the wet sounds, but even though | couldn't see him, | knew my father was still awake. Mom's

breathing had deepened as | played with her, and she kept trying to look at Dad through the arms of our

couches. | had my right arm under her neck, and with a little adjusting, | was able to push my middle finger into

her mouth. Mom sucked it down with a silent hunger that made my heart flutter and my cock ache. | mimicked

the fuck-motions | liked to use when | fucked her mouth with my prick, matching them to my pussy-delving,

which sent Mom's ass into a rapid fuck-cycle against my cock. Dad yawned.

Mom reached behind her butt with her left hand and played with my belt and buckle. | needed to stop wearing a

belt around the house. There was no need for a belt... unless | wanted to use my belt on my mother. Hmm....

Mom unhooked my belt without making a sound, and she pushed her hand into my pants and boxer briefs,

searching for and finding my cock, our bodies moving together, giving each other room to play.

"Umm," Mom grunted as | fingered her deep, but the sound cout low, so low that | barely heard her--I felt

the grunt more than | heard it.

| eased up my pussy-stroking before

moving my hand from her front to

her back, slipping it beneath her

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cheeks, aLpping ier sy from

bBhind. Mom sighed, as did | as | held

her softness in my palm, our sounds

covered by the action on the TV.

After holding her cunny bulge for

nearly a minute, enjoying the heat

and tenderness within those pouty

folds, I slid my two biggest fingers

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Dad set his glass on the floor. Mom

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"Nah," Dad said, yawning. "Maybe"--he yawned--"later."

"Okay," Mom whispered as | slid my fingers into the rubbery-wet friction of her pussy channel from behind.