The Love Shared - Sex Stories

The Love Shared

... She cast a quick look in Dads direction, but he was out of it. I looked at her beautifully cupped cleavage and ran my hand over her bra before sliding my hand inside and taking a handful of her left breast. It felt incredible. Her eyes were now firmly on what I was doing, and when I had enough of her breast, I pulled my hand out and slide it down her stomach, reaching the waistband of her yoga pants, and with out a second thought, I pushed my hand underneath the fabric. I quickly realised she wasn't wearing underwear under her pants, and I wasted a second thinking about that. I pushed my hand down further and felt the landing strip that I caught a glance of before. My middle finger slowly followed the strip and reached the tip of her vagina. I slowly began to massage it, bringing my finger around in a circular motion as my Mom began to squirm. My cock was harder than I ever remember it being, I fought the urge to pull it out, mostly because at this point it would be poking Bobbie in the eye, and I wasn't sure that she'd appreciate that. But then, you do some pretty crazy things when you're this turned on. My finger dropped about an inch down my Mom's clitoris, and I felt just how wet she was. I scooped up a finger-full and rubbed it back where I had started, this drove her a little insane, as she brought her head back and stared me right in the eye. I brought my head down and our mouths met as I picked up the pace with my finger. She bit down on my bottom lip as her hips ...

... thrust upward, they dropped again slightly before coming back up and she brought her arm up to grab my head to pull me in, her mouth was open and our tongues wrestled for a moment or two. She grunted and gasped into my mouth, and I knew that she had climaxed, I was willing to bet that she wanted to blow the roof off the house with an ecstatic scream, but the fact that she couldn't made the moment that much hotter. Probably for the both of us. It took me a minute to realise it, but my grip on Bobbies backside had greatly increased. I quickly realised her ass, I thought it weird that she remained unchanged in my arm and her head didn't move. I thought for a moment that she had fallen asleep, but her head moved when Mom got up from the couch and went into the kitchen. ''What did you do to Mommy?'' she whispered to me. ''I was tickling her,'' I lied. Bobbie nodded slightly, and then went back to watching the film, ''I wish you'd tickle me like that.'' she told me. Mom didn't come back into the lounge for the remainder of the movie, which wasn't that long. But she still seemed suspicious to me by her absence. When the credits began rolling I went into the kitchen and found her by the back door, I slid my arms around her waist as she finished her last puff of a cigarette. ''When did you start smoking again?'' I asked her, she smoked for a while when I was younger and don't remember too much about it. But the pieces of the puzzle began to fall in place after I found out that my Father ...