Disclaimer
I would like to state that this piece of writing is a work of fiction, all characters within are of age and consent with the plot and bear no resemblance to anyone I know.
The story is a work in progress and will feature a variety of different niches as both it and the characters within evolve.
It is worth noting that this instalment will contain and feature more exploration of faecal matter, Coprophilia being the sexual arousal of poop!
If that is something that you do not wish to read about, Skip the 4th segment.
1
Kate had just arrived home for the weekend, her driver James once again had delivered her safely to her home out in the countryside. She watched him drive away and the rear lights disappearing from her view before turning to go to her front door. She recalled the email alerts she had received earlier that told her that parcels were delivered to her safe location, she walked over to the wooden bench and lifted the seat to see the packages there. She let herself into her house and went back out to retrieve the packages, she was curious to see what her daughter Jess had ordered. She had made 2 trips to the bench and after placing the parcels on the table inside, she locked the front door and kicked off her heels.
"God that feels better!" She said aloud to herself, she rubbed each foot through the nylon tights that she was wearing.
Making her way into the kitchen to pour herself a glass of red wine, her weekly ritual upon returning home from her work in London. Although she did enjoy staying at the hotel, home was home and she loved coming back to her own bed. The way she looked at it was that she had two personas, her professional work self in the big city living in a hotel being surrounded by the finer things and service. Then there was her personal self, her private life in her own escape to the country where she had a lovely home and more important, her privacy!
Her smart phone lit up and vibrated, she picked it up and saw that she had received a message from her daughter Jess. She read the message and her brow creased, a wave of sadness coursed through her body as the message had informed her that Jess would not be able to come home that weekend due to an emergency at work and she had to cover the weekend. She typed a response, basically telling Jess not to worry and that the packages had arrived. She finished her message by telling Jess that she loved her and for her to call her anytime. She placed the phone down on the countertop and drank some wine.
She was disappointed but was glad that Jess applied herself to her craft, hopefully it will be noticed and she can advance in her job, or at least get some more time off. They could always make up for lost time together on their next weekend together, no pressure and no stress. She drained her glass and poured another, took a sip and closed her eyes as she ran her free hand over her breasts and squeezed each one in turn. She had been horny all week but had refrained from the temptation of self pleasure, each day had brought new challenges to her but she was adamant to abstain because she wanted to save herself for her daughter.
A flash of lights sweeping over the window and the sound of crunching gravel brought her back to her senses, she walked to the window and peered out. Had she forgotten something in the company car? She wondered. Making her way to the front door, she turned on the outdoor lights and opened the door. A huge smile happened upon her face, although it wasn't Jess but her son Jack walking towards her with a big smile on his face and arms spread wide.
"Jackie!" She said loudly and opened her own arms wide just before they embraced each other.
"Mummy Dearest!" he replied in her ear as she squeezed the life out of him. His hands rubbing her back intermittently, she liked the fact that his hands were making contact with the top of her buttocks. She didn't feel shame, especially on how many boundaries she had crossed with Jess over the past few weeks.
"It is so lovely to see you, you should have called and let me know you were coming!"
"What, and ruin the surprise?"
She looked at him and then gave him a big fat kiss on his lips, he didn't pull away because they often kissed like that, it was a family thing. However, it took on a new meaning for Kate as she was having more than just maternal feelings for her children. She felt some relief too, what if both her and Jess were in the middle of fucking each other and then Jack turned up unannounced. She smiled at Jack and ushered him into the house.
"So, what do I owe this pleasure?" she asked.
"Well, I was in the area and thought to drop in and say hello." He beamed at her, then followed her into the kitchen. He set his rucksack on the counter and watched her glide around the kitchen, she had taken a glass out for him and filled it with wine.
"Oh, so just an afterthought then?" She grinned at him as she held the glass up to his face.
"Ouch! That hurt!" He took the glass and drank from it.
"But I thought that I was the most important woman in your life? Worthy of more than just a fleeting visit because you happened to be in the area!" She mocked him and burst into laughter.
"Aww Mother, You are the most important Lady in my life!" He put his glass down and wrapped his arms around her waist with his hands resting again on the top of her buttocks, he pulled her close and hugged tightly.
Kate was taken aback, almost as though a switch had been triggered in her body as the feeling of arousal coursed through her. She noticed the placement of his hands, although she was sure that it was innocent on his behalf. She however, wished they were lower down and gripping her ass cheeks firmly and pulling them apart. Her mind went a step further, wishing Jess was kneeling behind her with her face fully implanted between her cheeks and her tongue probing her anus. She sighed and softly moaned at the thought.
"You ok?" She looked up at her son, she had been away with the fairies.
"Oh!" she paused, feeling her cheeks blushing. "I am ok, just having a moment! Probably my old age! Hormones!" she added. She wanted to moan like a whore more like, she mused to herself.
"Don't be silly, you are not old!" He smiled at her. "Look at you, you are a Goddess!"
"Oh stop it!" Shit hit him on the chest. "No, don't stop!" She beamed back at him, his hands still in situ. She gently rubbed her groin from left to right, trying to be as subtle as she could and could feel his grip tighten.
"I am not joking though!" He added quickly.
"I know! Who could refuse my fat arse and saggy tits eh?" She laughed and pulled away from him. She enjoyed winding him up.
"You don't have either of those!"
"Oh really, been checking me out have you?"
