I went back upstairs and got into Mother's bed, pressing up behind her, my once-again very hard cock between her asscheeks. She moaned softly and pushed back against me.
"Mmmmm... izzatchoo, baby?"
"Mmm-hmm."
"Chris still here?"
"Nope."
"Mmmmm... whatchoo want, baby?"
"You," I whispered in her ear, rolling her onto her back and opening her legs, sliding into her still-slippery cunt; she wrapped her soft thighs around me.
"Ohhhhhhhhhh... hel
lo
, baby," she whispered. "I love it when a cock sneaks in for a midnight fuck..." Her tongue opened my mouth and snaked around as her arms reached up behind me; I held her perfect ass in both hands and pulled her cunt tight against me, flexing my cock in her as she squeezed it. We stayed like that, hardly moving anything but our tongues and inner muscles for awhile.
Neither one of us came, but after a little while she had to take a leak. When she got back, she lit a candle on the nightstand and got a joint out of the drawer, sitting cross-legged on the bed.
"Sit up," she said. "You've gotten high before, haven't you?" I nodded. "Did you like it?"
"I only did it once; I don't know how to describe it. I got kinda confused, and had trouble finding our house."
She chuckled. "Why don't you try it again now with your mother? I won't let you get lost."
"Okay."
She lit the joint, took a deep hit, and handed it to me; I did the same. Then we each took a couple more before she set the joint down in the ashtray on the nightstand.
"That's all you'll need for now, baby... Now just lie down on your stomach and let Mother give you a massage..."
I lay with my head turned to one side on the sheets, like the many times she'd given me massages in the past (both of us had been fully dressed, then, of course). With her knees on either side of me, she started with my shoulders, gently working the muscles beneath the skin, slowly moving down my spine.
Her fingers seemed like they had a much lighter touch than what I remembered, more of a caress than a massage. When she got to my ass, she kneaded the globes for a long time, then slid down the bed and began to kiss them, finally pushing her face between them as her tongue licked and prodded my hole. It felt amazing, and I moaned in pleasure.
"Raise your ass and relax it, baby," she said.
I got up on my knees, and she pushed her hands through my legs, raising me even more and pressing her face between my cheeks as her tongue drove into my anus again and again. I moaned in surprise, making high-pitched sounds like a girl...
"Ohh... ohh... ohh...
ohhhhh
..."
She kept on licking me back there, sliding her face up and down between my cheeks, nipping at them with her teeth, sliding her tongue over them.
"Ohhhhhhh... You are so
hot
! And you taste so
goood
... Now get on your back, baby..."
As soon as I'd turned over, she got between my knees and started licking my cock. She moved incredibly slowly this time, and it seemed like I could feel every tiny movement of her lips and tongue. When her lips finally closed around the head, I stiffened, reached out and put my hands in her hair, trying to make her mouth go down on the shaft. She released me immediately, pulling back to look up at me, eyes narrowed.
"No hands, Emil," she said, her tone commanding. "Lie still."
When I let her go, she put her mouth back where it had been, sucking on the head and then slowly... excruciatingly slowly... sliding her lips down the shaft, using her teeth only for a little friction now and then. Her fingers caressed my stomach, then my chest, moving lightly across the skin until she found my nipples and started gently pinching and releasing them; sensations near to pain became warm pleasure as she worked, finally releasing them as she let my cock go, too; it was so hard it ached...
"Now it's your turn," she said, lying next to me on her front. I got up and knelt over her, my now pulsating cock between her delicious asscheeks.
"No fucking, Emil," she said. "Just use your mouth and your hands."
I started with a gentle shoulder massage, repeating everything she'd done to me, until I put my face between those white globes. That's where I lost it- licking, tonguing and kneading, nothing else existing but those sweet spheres of flesh. She eventually pushed my head gently away and rolled over on her back, legs open.
"Mama wants you to eat her cunt, baby," she crooned. "Have you ever had your face in a cunt before, Emil?"
I shook my head.
"That's something you really need to learn about, baby... Now, just push your face into it and gently lick and suck on everything... Ohhhhhhhhhhh... that's perfect, sweetie...
ohhhhhhhhhhhh
... yeah, just like
that
..."
Her cunt was the most deliciously exciting thing I'd ever tasted, driving me wild with lust that I struggled to control, trying to be gentle as I licked and sucked, my arms around her luscious thighs, holding them against my head. My cock, however, had become a serious problem: It was so hard it was throbbing, having reached the point where further denial was not an option. 'Fuck this', I thought. 'I don't care what she says- third base is
not
home...'
I raised my head, slid up between her thighs, and sunk my cock all the way into her slippery cunt in one move.
"Ohhhhunghhhh... Hey, Emil!
Damn
it! I said no fuhh...
ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh
..."
I thrust into her several times before stopping, my cock buried in her as she twisted on it, moaning. When I looked into her eyes, there was no longer any challenge there, only longing and submission.
"Ohhhhhhhhh... fuck me, baby...
fuck
your mother... you know what she
needs
..."
"On your knees, whore," I said, pulling out and rolling her over; she stuck her ass in the air immediately, and I sunk my rock-hard cock back into her squirming cunt. Hands around her narrow waist, I slammed against her gorgeous ass again and again as her moans escalated.
"Ohhhhhhhh... fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeeee... ohhh... ohhhhhh... ohhhhhhhh... ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
yeahhhhhhaaaaaaaaaeeeeee
!" She screamed, bucking and squirming as I drove deep into her spasming cunt, shooting another load into her at the same time.
When our orgasms had faded and her gasping had slowed to almost regular breathing, I pulled out of her.
She immediately turned to face me. "Just what the
hell
did you think you were doing?" she said, her voice loud, rough and intense. "Didn't I tell you,'
No fucking
'? Now, you come with me, young man!"
'The old Mother is back' I thought, as she took me by the wrist, jerked me to my feet and pulled me into the bathroom. I was also thinking, 'this is getting really weird...'
"Mother's going to have to teach you a lesson, Emil... Now, you sit on the toilet and get rid of everything in your ass... Go ahead, now- do it! And no fooling around!"
It wasn't hard at all to obey her- she'd already scared it most of the way out by then, anyway. In the meantime, she ran water in the sink and filled the enema bag.
"All right, Emil. Get over here- on your knees in the bathtub... Okay, now stick this in your ass... take it slow and easy... be careful... a little further... Good, now relax inside while you clench on the nozzle, okay? Here it comes..."
She'd given me enemas as a little kid when I'd gotten constipated; I wondered what she was up to now. I felt the water flowing into my insides, filling me up slowly. After maybe half a minute, she removed the nozzle, telling me to get out of the tub and lie on my back on the rug and roll my hips around. The amount of water inside made me get up pretty soon, though, and release everything into the toilet. Then she had me repeat the process; the next time, only water came out.
"That's enough," she said. "Now, let's get the outside."
She started the shower, pushed me in and followed, washing my ass and cock, then changing places and washing her own 'naughty bits', too, before we got out. She dried us both, giving my cock a quick kiss as she knelt to dry it.
"Back on the bed," she commanded, pushing me out the door with a pat on my ass. When we were both sitting, she lit the same joint we'd smoked before and handed it to me, making sure I had three good hits this time.
"All right, Emil. It's time you learned why Chris and I like to get our asses fucked so much. Ready?" I nodded enthusiastically. "Okay... Roll over on your side and cock your right leg up- yeah, just like that. Now, relax everything back there... Think about staying relaxed..."
Relaxing was pretty easy- the effects of the weed were expanding through me, into my head and through my body, opening all my senses. I watched as she got a long plastic syringe out of the drawer (there was no needle, just a hole in the end) and sucked some stuff into it from the lube bottle; I guessed what was next, and my pulse increased in anticipation.
