As deputy principal of the Ashcombe Girls High School I also have responsibility for lost property. This week, two days after I fucked my mother for the first time, I saw that a box containing a handful of DVDs had been handed in, and as I checked them I found that a couple were, apparently, pure pornography. Now, I'm as red blooded as the next man, so decided to take them home to view them. It was also Friday, so I thought I'd call on my mother, to see how she had recovered.
I decided to wait till school was over, thus allowing mother time to get home from her job as secretary to the local building society manager, and to feel the week was finished. So, at just after 6pm, despite having a key, I was knocking on her door - which she opened almost immediately.
"Oh, Peter, it's you. I..." she hesitated, obviously recalling the outcome of my previous visit. "Please, come in."
Mother (Alice Rowse) was still dressed in her work clothes of crisp white blouse, black skirt and what I guessed to be stockings. At 52 years old she still appeared a good few years younger, and as I looked her up and down my cock was twitching. Mother led me into the front room, the room I had taken such liberties in. Inwardly I smiled, and she blushed ever so slightly. Turning to face me she hesitated and then: "Peter, did you want... I mean what brings you here?"
"Mother, we need to understand each other. As a result of dad's will I own this house, and as a result of our, er, activity the other night I now own you." At this she blanched a little and opened her mouth, but I cut across her: "don't argue. You are my mother yet you, of your own free will, obeyed my request to remove your blouse, remove your bra, and then take off your skirt. With no protest you allowed me to fuck you, then give me a blowjob. Yes?"
She paused, then just nodded. I smiled. "So, from now on, when I want your body, you, as my slutty mommy, will perform whatever act I demand. Yes?"
Mother again just nodded. "OK, just to let you know I'll be over tomorrow evening to continue the fun." I paused. "It was fun, yes?"
"Peter, it's not appropriate...I mean, you can't just..."
I held up my hand, like a traffic cop, and she stopped, mid sentence. "Why do you create so much negativity. I am the head of our family, don't argue."
Feeling a little pissed off at her attitude I left, walking on towards my own residence at the far end of town. I had not expected a warm welcome but her behaviour was annoying. She needed another session with my cock, and tomorrow it would be applied.
On arrival at my home I made myself some tea, then sat down to watch the DVDs, at which point I realised that I had left them in my mother's hall, quite forgetting them in my abrupt departure.
After hesitating I decided to go and retrieve them, and strolled back to mother's. As I'd already bothered her once I used my key and let myself in, and was immediately aware of a sort of moaning coming from the lounge. It reminded me of... it reminded me of a couple in the throes of sex, and flung open the door, expecting to see my mother in flagrante with a man. But what I saw was much more interesting. The television was showing a porn video, looking like one of those I'd left there, and on the sofa in front of the tv mother was sitting with her legs apart and a hand in the front of her panties. As I gasped in surprise she turned and saw me, also revealing that a couple of the buttons of her blouse were undone.
"What do you think you're doing? No, don't answer that - it's obvious" I managed to say. Actually, it was exactly the sort of scenario I'd thought about as I returned to mother's. Now I had the upper hand - for ever!
"Peter, oh Peter, I ... I found the box you'd left and opened it and discovered these discs. I just wanted to see what was on them. I've never watched pornography before."
"Never? Did dad never show you any?"
"No. He said it was ...dirty."
By now she had straightened her skirt, thus hiding the yellow panties I'd spotted. and was just going to do up her blouse buttons.
At this point let me explain, for new readers, that my 52 year old mother had a pair of tits around the 36 inch size, and a plump bum that a couple of days ago she had allowed me to grope at my leisure. And pleasure! As for me, well, at 31 and now (courtesy of my recently deceased father) a wealthy man. But single. I'd never allowed any relationship to get too long.
And my cock was twitching as I let my mind work out how to further this moment.
"Mother, leave those buttons." She hesitated, then obeyed. "Now explain to me exactly what you were doing, please" I demanded.
"Peter, I was...oh dear, I know it was wrong but the sight of those people on the video made me ... horny." Mother breathed that last word very huskily, obviously still caught up in the scenes she'd seen.
"You are a naughty mother. do you hear me? What are you?" Mother stared at me, then whispered "I"m a naughty mother." My cock was straining to get release. I waited to mentally compose myself, and then: "Mother, I'm going to punish you for, firstly, watching videos you were not given permission to watch, and secondly for then lewdly fingering yourself, and hoping to make yourself cum."
This last part of my little speech caused mother to gasp. Had she not thought that far ahead? Was it just the ecstasy of touching herself that had excited her?
