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474 mothers ruin474 mothers ruinIt was fully midday on the Tuesday when Beryl got home, a large and a small cottage pie under a cloth lay on the counter showed Amy had been a busy girl, Tony wasn’t expected till just after Three, so they had coffee together then Beryl helped her mother select clothes that she felt appropriate, Amy saying, “she felt like a bride on a first night, strangely nervous and excited in one for some reason!” and that she, “had never had sex to order before, sex at a set time, sex that she could get ready for like this!” her daughter added, “or sex behind dads back!” but this only got a lifted eyebrow in response, so it wasn`t pursued it not being an appropriate moment! Amy went to shower, then donned the selected black underclothing, stockings suspenders, with a dab of perfume, while Beryl, showered and redressed in a nightdress and a dressing gown, which when she reappeared in mothers bedroom, caused mothers nose to wrinkle with disapproval, and comment “you off to bed girl?” The girl grinned, then after a moment replied,“Well mum, today is about you and Tony, I`m only going to watch this time, and then not the first time, that’s what we agreed.” The strange thing was Amy now felt in need of her daughters reassurance., though she knew she had slept with other men before, this was somehow different.Wordlessly she donned a floral dress, one that was her one of her usual ‘round the house dresses,’ as she said it would ‘put him at his ease!’Beryl Made coffee once again and they sat in the living room awaiting the young studs arrival.“Tell me more about the sex behind dads back then?”Amy immediately coloured up, she had till now, hoped Beryl hadn’t noticed the foot in mouth moment. “well, it only happened once and I don’t want Jim to find out, not a whiff of it OK?” Beryl nodded, “of course!” Amy went on “It was his brother your uncle Fred, when I was nursing him just before his death.” “he had pestered me for years but knowing he had days to live, remember when I was staying over to nurse him, well he was on pain killers, don’t ask me what, a nurse came twice every day to give it him, anyway I knew her from school and over coffee in his kitchen she told me of the side effects of the particular d**g Fred was on, giving practically permanent errections, and that some wives took advantage as a sort of last minute, last chance thing.”She looked distant, then smiled, “Anyway, Fred was lucid that evening, he had been rambling most evenings, but that night he was very lucid and I knew from what I had been told he was near his end. He told me he had wanted me since I had married Jim, begged me to see me naked, and, well, I couldn’t refuse a dieing man could I, He passed away with a smile, on his face a mile wide I can tell you, and it was a bugger getting his PJ`s on his body before Jim and the rest arrived, but oh boy he was bloody good even if I did have to do all the work!” Mother looked distant, smiling to herself and shaking her head. They heard whistling güvenilir bahis as Tony came up the path beside the house, conversation died, and they were sat rather expectantly when they heard his bag clatter into the kitchen chair, and his call of greeting. Without his usual fridge raid, he bounced into the living room, obviously expectant and just a little apprehensive of how to start things off.Realising the difficulty his sister, jumped up, kissed him said “Hi brother dear, I shall be in my room, and your lover is waiting you on the couch.” and with that flounced out and off upstairs. He turned to his mother and realising he needed to be assertive, he hauled her to her feet and kissed her hot and hard on the lips in a way that brooked no argument. She just melted in his arms, she was his, his for the taking, and had been wondering how to get past these first few moments all day.He took her hand, asked, “your bed or mine?” and led her to the stairs. Her reply in hardly a whisper, “yours…” it was a step too far to be in Jim`s bed…He led her to his room, like a lamb to the slaughter, following her son to his bed… her altar.Beryl had left her door open and silently watched her mother pass, led willingly to her brothers bed… it was awesome, and her hand slid to her already damp crutch.In his room he turned and saying that he had dreamed of her for ever, giving herself to him to enjoy, he once more kissed his mother long and passionately. He began to undo the front opening dress buttons, his eyes never once moving from hers as she stood passively letting him do as he wished. The dress, open now, slid from her shoulders unnoticed to the floor to lay around her slippered feet. His eyes now raked over her body, the black lacy underclothes perfect against the pale body, showing little that he had not seen when she wore a swimsuit, but boy, was this not oh so much more sensual. Stockings suspenders, perfect little knickers, and that bust, soft milk white breasts, bigger than his sisters, supported on a lacy platform. The bra enhancing her 36ds and allowing those long-sought-after red brown nipples to peep provocatively over the lace. He bent instinctively to the right nipple, suckling, she remembering it was his favourite as a baby, her legs shaking with the shear excitement of his return, she too having waited for so long fantasizing of this moment. She cupped his chin and fetched his face up to hers kissing him deeply and unbuttoning his shirt with her free hand. He took the hint and in a trice was naked to his underpants, clothes strewn to the four winds, and his mouth once more clasped to her lush nipple, she took charge and swung then onto the bed sitting down to nurse him as she did so long ago, he on his back on his bed, his back over her right leg his tongue rasping on the nub in a way long forgotten. Her hand snuck into the fly of his ‘y’ fronts, eager to touch him, feel the magic wand his sister said he had, it was just as she had described, 6 or even 7inches of güvenilir bahis siteleri chair leg width stiffness. His mother trembled, as she felt his fingers undo the bra clasp, cool hands slipping the straps down her arms, his breath on her nipples, unsure which to suckle his cool hands caressing the weighty softness of the exposed flesh. She became aware of his eyes deep pools that beseeched her to let him up and to remove this last barrier…They stood once more his eyes as he slid off his underpants on her swinging tits, free and unfettered as he had never seen them before, she whispered, “can I keep my stockings on, or do you want it all gone?” his answer was an emphatic “on” and his own hands peeling the tiny lacy knickers down her legs. no thin models legs these, good substantial housewife legs, like the rest of her body a pound or two overweight perhaps but cuddly and reliably solid. He sat on the bedside, his nose now opposite her dark mons peering from below the suspender belt, her thick curly hair, above that slot, that secret slot that very cleft he arrived in this world from. He touched her tentatively, her legs began to buckle, her hands clasping his head for support, he slewed her to sit beside him on his bedspread, both falling back to lay with her legs over the side and her feet on the bedside carpet, he slid his hand to her sex, his fingers this time knowing where things were mentally using his sister as his pattern.Mother was bigger in every sense, her labia heavier, the hood basically the same but more pronounced, the clit longer, thicker and more exposed, and to his amazement wetter.His touch had her groaning instantly, he slid to his knees between her feet his tongue slurping at her lovely target clitorise, his face wallowing in her wetness, his cheeks against the lips, desperately trying to reach further into her lovely body.She began to sob with excitement her hands on his head urging him deeper, loving every touch every tickle, every caress… grunts of oh, ooh and ahh echoing round the room, sweet music to his sisters ears in her room along the corridor, her fingers playing in her wet and open sex, a climax oh so very near.Tony moved himself in for the final and ultimate finish, his stiffness bareback and assuming his mother no longer needed contraceptive’s, not of course that at that moment it would have stopped either of them. The prick slid into its sheath, slowly, smoothly, deeply, and stretching her as she had long wanted. She arched her back her breasts soft and spread the nipples like twin towers on soft mountains of flesh his mouth sucking at her throat, his hips retracting and thrusting into her like some prehistoric battering ram, each thrust gaining a gasp of shear lust, each gasp effecting his sister s hand, in time in her room, the thrusts getting more urgent, the cry`s more plaintive, more loud, more urgent till together with his seed spilling into her hot and powerfully, they came as one, sexually joined mentally forever iddaa siteleri in this fantastic climax, and Beryl down the corridor too unnoticed joined in the chorus of released groans as she too reached the heights. They lay for ten long minutes lost in the moment and the feelingsit had been a momentous sexual mountain and they had climbed it togetherBeryl first to rise and steal away to the kitchen leaving them to that lovely moment when you know it`s over, but you want to bask in its aftermath. She thanked the lord dad was on a double shift as she slid the pie into the oven.After a while Mother appeared, in her dressing gown, and smelling of sex, with a broad smile, saying “he`s good that lad, you taught him well!”They laughed, Beryl calling up the stairs “PIE… in five lazybones,” and turning back to the oven began to serve the restorative food.Not a single word was said about the tryst while they ate, it apparently being a mutually understood thing not to debrief, but Beryl being her mischievous self, asked about her mother`s previous sex life, saying “last night you were about to tell us about your losing of your own virginity, but dad came home, so as you promised now is a good time while you get your breath back!” Amy looked a little miffed, having hoped they had forgotten, but realised it was inevitable, and after the next mouthful she began to tell her story.“Well, as you know I have a sister your aunt Betty, and a brother your uncle Jack. Betty I found out was blowing Jack, and not wanting to be out done I blew him too, and let him finger me, betty not to be outdone sucked jack and his mate the next evening and I didn’t know what to do to outdo her, so I screwed him or at least let him screw me, Betty was real mad at that, and screwed his mate, and got sadly got pregger`s, dad insisted she married the lad, and for years she didn’t speak to me…as if it was my fault!”She paused, “She had your cousin Jane, and that miserable shit of a hubby left her almost as soon as she gave birth. That Tim, that`s her hubby now, he fell for her and luckily whisked her off to the colonies, where she became a happy married lady who now chats and visits every few years.” They sat happy to be together, Tony sitting between mother and daughter, a hand slipped under each gown a finger in either pie!He managed to raise a couple of weak climaxes, and they then dressed in Pj`s, washed themselves, spraying the rooms to hide any give away smells, and sat once more in the sitting room awaiting fathers return home.Tony too fill in time asked about some of the other positions, and his mother explained about Anal and 69. Anal she said was the one that was safe but didn’t need a condom, though it was a bit painful to start! Each knew the game was over tonight, though mum said she would teach them both, how to do anal tomorrow, if they wanted, but she would get some lube firstThough she firmly said, “not tonight though, I`m just too tired, you took out of me today!” her once timid son laughed and said, “I must have done it wrong then as when it left me it was going in!” they all laughed at that, Time ticked on, they watched the news and warmed Jim`s tea to perfection to serve when he walked in, tired and Hungry. It would be another day tomorrow.

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