The next morning I awoke with a start. Mom was lying next to me, her breasts spilling out of her sheer chemise. Her mouth was slightly open. I stroked my cock and lifted up the border of the chemise exposing her cunt. I was quite emboldened by the events of last night, and did not take too much effort to be quiet about it.
If only I could get her to suck me again, right now. Why not? She sucked my cock last night, after all. Why should I not thrust the cock into that warm wet mouth of my sweet mother?
I straddled her face and moved my cock slowly towards her mouth, almost in her mouth, but not quite.
Her warm breath caressed my cock, moistening it subtly.
A drop of precum leaked from my cock and fell on her lip. Using my cock I spread the precum on her lips. Her lips parted slightly and I pushed gently. The tip of my cock was in her mouth now. I could feel the merest suggestion of tongue. I pushed a little more and she opened her mouth a bit wider. Warm soft wetness of a mother's mouth, there is nothing more comforting than that. I pushed my cock into her mouth. It opened up as if she had been waiting all her life to do this, to suck her son's magnificent cock, a young man who wanted nothing more than to fuck her, spilling his warm seed into the very womb he came from.
I pushed my cock in and out of her mouth, fucking her mouth, treating her mouth as receptacle waiting for my cum.
Suddenly the door opened and Aunt Jeannie walked in. I did not stop for a second, just looked her in the eye proudly as I continued to fuck my mother's mouth proudly.
Sam walked in next and stood silently too. My cousin and my Aunt, watched as I fucked my mother's mouth.