This is the sequel to "Not Quite Sleeping", my first submitted story to Literotica. All characters are over the age of 18. All (most) comments and feedback is appreciated.
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A little over two weeks had passed since my first, lets say, "encounter" with mom. She kept making her visits pretty much every night after work. Always the same routine. Home at around midnight, then she'd go into her room for a bit, take a shower and lastly take sexual advantage of her sleeping son. Of course I wasn't sleeping, but she didn't know that.
And so, I found myself spending most nights on the receiving end of some amazing sex.
Things were good. Living the dream, so to speak, even though I'd never dreamt of this sort of thing happening. The days were better too. There might be something about actually getting sex on a regular basis as a young guy that just makes you feel better about yourself. Mom seemed happier as well. She smiled more and was more relaxed. Couldn't have been easy on her being a single mom for so long. I can honestly say I was happy for her.
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It was a day like any other when I walked down to the kitchen and found mom and sis baking. Chocolate chip cookies by the smell and ingredients on the counter. A bit out of the ordinary for them to be baking but I wasn't gonna complain. They were both wearing these cute red aprons that hugged their forms in front and were open in the back, in a way that seemed to highlight both their, very nice, asses. Or maybe that was just me being a perv.
My sister had inherited my mother's good looks, and with what was going on with mom and me I sometimes included her in my idle fantasies. Those fantasies happened more frequently on days like today, when I hadn't gotten a visit the night before. It was Monday, and though mom snuck into my room like clockwork almost every weekday, weekend visits were rare. I didn't keep track of my sisters schedule, but it seemed she had most the day off.
"Morning Mom, Sis. Though I must still be dreaming if you two are actually in the kitchen, baking."
"Oh, look who's up. And before noon even, incredible!" Sister said, teasing me. Despite the mocking tone she turned around and smiled at me, then almost jumped on me to give me a hug with flour covered hands. She held her arms over my shoulders and squeezed her breasts against be as she lifted her legs up behind her and hung off me, laughing.
"Whoa Sis. Take it easy. You're not as light as you used to be you know." She gasped indignantly at that and let go.
"Sure you're not just getting weaker 'big' bro? Might wanna hit the gym instead of insulting your poor little sister." She retorted. I smiled back at her. We always teased each other like that, in a kind of playful loving way.
"Oh behave you two." Mom scolded. "Morning sweetie." She said as she too took the opportunity to hug me. Mom held me much more intently than my sister as she pressed her larger bosom against me. She had gotten into the habit of being more physical with me since this whole thing started. She seemed to take any opportunity to hug or brush up against me in ever so slightly inappropriate ways.
"These look great Mom." I said, looking at what they were baking, trying to distract myself from thinking dirty thoughts.
"Glad to hear you like them, cause you're gonna help out too. We don't have any more aprons though so don't make a mess."
"Oh come on Mom. I just got up."
"If you think the women of this house are going to slave in the kitchen while the only man lounges around being useless then you got another thing coming young man. Now roll up those sleeves and help your sister." Mom said, a little more sternly. Which made my sister grin and step aside to give me room at the counter.
So I helped out, and we all worked together. It went pretty well, except that Sis kept "accidentally" bumping her hip and butt into me when I was trying to work the dough. That prompted mom to join in on the fun and soon I had both of them taking turns shoving me back and forth between them, in a perhaps not entirely appropriate manner, and giggling hysterically. Not that I minded much, and I did get my revenge by smudging some flour on their clothes.
We spent the rest of the day together as a family, eating lunch and doing some minor chores until mom left for work and I had classes.
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Mom came into my room that night. After two whole days without I was feeling extremely horny, and as it turned out, so was mom. She began as she often did, by throwing of my bed sheet and laying naked on top of me, thrusting her tongue in my mouth and coaxing me into kissing back. I had to sell the illusion of being asleep and gradually became more active in returning her affections. Plus, I kind of liked making her work for it.
She lay like that for a while, making out with me and whispering dirty things into my ears, perhaps wanting to fuel my wet dreams. When she was satisfied with that she pushed herself forward on me and carefully guided one of her nipples into my waiting mouth. With some more coaxing she got me sucking and kissing them.
"Mmm... Son. I couldn't wait to get home today baby. Mommy was dripping wet all day thinking about you. Uhnng... that's it baby..." She purred as she let me suck on her breasts. "Suck mommy's titties Son. Like a good little boy."
She moaned as she stroked my hair, swapped breasts and put her other hard nipple in my mouth. She was moving her pussy up my leg as she did this, obviously getting herself worked up by the attention of my tongue and lips.
She could keep this going for quite a while, I knew from experience. A week or so back she had kept me licking and sucking her breasts for about an hour. Not this time though, as she sat up after ten or so minutes and changed position. Mom reversed herself on me and immediately engulfed my cock in her mouth as she lowered her pussy on mine. She worked her lips vigorously on my shaft and her tongue slid over it greedily inside her warm mouth.
She stayed locked on my erection while seemingly doing everything she could to make me cum as fast as possible. She was moaning deeply inside her closed mouth, sending vibrations over my cock when she pushed herself down to force it down her throat. I didn't last long. I let out a muffled moan of my own into mom's cunt as I came. She let my sperm unload into her mouth with a delighted sound from her closed lips.
After several gulps and a thorough cleaning of my shrinking cock she released me from her warm embrace. She let out a long breath and sighed with pleasure.
"Mmm... Son, you taste amazing. So nice of you to give mommy her late night snack." She leaned back a bit to give me better reach into her dripping pussy. "Here's yours baby. Hnng... Make sure you eat all of it..."
I shoved my tongue into mom's, frankly very nice tasting, pussy in response. Almost like fucking her I pushed my tongue as far as I could in and back out again. Then I moaned and uttered half finished words, as if dreaming, while my lips were still pushed into her cunt. At that, mom shivered and let out deep groans of pleasure that almost made it seem as if she was in pain.
She kept riding me like that for a while, her pussy grinding my face while she stroked my cock in anticipation of my second wind. These sessions with mom usually let me cum two or three times. In the meantime she always found things for me to do.
Mom was very... oral, I suppose would be the right word. Anything that involved licking and sucking, whether on me or her, she could do for hours. And she had, on occasion, made me eat her pussy that long. Not that I would have protested, but it left my jaw hurting like hell the next day. Though it was amusing seeing mom's reaction to me complaining about it the next day.
I made her cum three times, and she me once more before she climbed off. She sat and rubbed my shaft for a moment as she waited for it to get harder. I carefully snuck a peek at mom as she sat there in her naked glory, sweaty and gazing upon her son's naked body with her hand on my slowly growing erection. She was beautiful. Sometimes I couldn't believe my luck, to have such an amazing looking mom to begin with and to have gotten myself into this situation.
