The Floor waxing show 4

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She turned and walked to the far end and up onto the couch, kneeled down, and leaned forward until her head lay on the armrest, the nightie sliding up, her gorgeous ass open above her parted legs. She smiled at me, sweetly, and mimicked my demand earlier today, "Fuck, fuck, fuck."

I ran to her, almost killing myself doffing my pajamas on the way, tripping over the coffee table and crashing head first into the back of the couch. I scrambled to my knees to her soft laughter. I spread her cheeks with my hands, pressed my cock head against her, and pushed, sliding in slowly but surely until I was sunk to the hilt. I am the pool of my own mother’s driping paradise the heat of forbideen flesh that is making me even harder it pulses in to my mothers twat.

"Oh, that's it, baby. Fuck me. Ohhh. Fuck me."

I started sliding my cock in and out of her fantastic pussy. The feel of her slippery sheath made the feel of her mouth almost pale in comparison. God, I was in my own Mother's cunt. The thought of it made me incredibly even hard. I pulled her back so her head slid off the armrest and fell to the couch, lifting her ass up higher against me. I rose up onto my feet, pulling out of her, to a disappointed "ohhh". I crouched over her, my knees on either side of her hips, and lowered my cock into her again, shoving it in very deep.

"Ohhhhhhh, ohhhhhh, unngghh, Lukeeeeeeeeeee."

What a rewarding sound, music to my ears. I started shoving in and out of her, pausing to grind my cock against her cunt lips, slowly increasing my tempo until I was literally pounding into her. Her gasps became muffled and I realized she had buried her face into the back of the couch to stifle her cries. My breathing sounded like the charge of a herd of horses. I couldn't help it. I tried to shove my cock through to her throat. She was using her legs to push her ass up against me. When I came, she was bent almost double as I straddled her ass, my cock plunged into her at an awkward angle. I sat on her until my cock stopped twitching. I pulled it out and flopped the half-hard salami on her butt.

I stood and pulled her to me, lifting her with her back to me. I walked her across the floor to the chair on the side of the room near the entrance way that was seldom used. I put her down, turned her, and pushed her back into the seat. Grasping her legs, I pulled her toward me, raised her legs and pushed them back until they pressed against her shoulders, her ass and cunt lewdly exposed to me. I flopped my half-hard cock onto her pussy and started rubbing it along the crack between her ass and her cunt. I looked down at her flushed face. She was staring at me, her eyes wild. I hardened instantly. "Put it in me, put it in my cunt," she gasped hoarsely.

I slid it in. I fucked her like that for several minutes. Then pulled her right off the chair and down onto the floor. I pushed until she was braced against the floor with her shoulders, her knees hanging down by her head, and her ass straight up. I ground my cock into her, deep, deep. I didn't pound on her. I just ground into her slowly, until I filled her pussy again.

I pulled her to her feet. I put my arms around her, kissing her. "I'm sorry, Mom. Did I hurt you?"

"No, sweetie, not at all. But I'm going up to bed. I think that's enough for one day, don't you?"

"Yes, Mom. See you tomorrow."

"sweet dreams, honey," and she walked up the stairs, slowly, letting me drink in the sight of her.

When Mom came home after lunch the next day I was sitting on the couch in her spot watching TV, the sounds of a porn movie quietly filling the room. The coffee table was pushed away and there was a four by six foot fleece throw rug in front of me with a large pillow placed on the end farthest from me. Mom glanced at the TV, then at the rug. She simply said "Hi" as she took her coat off, hung it up, and lifted her pretty legs one at a time to slip off her shoes, leaving extra time for me to enjoy her with my eyes. Then she turned and walked slowly up the stairs, unzipping the back of her dress as she went.

When she came down a few minutes later, her hair was shaken out, draping over her shoulders, and she was sporting fresh soft pink lipstick on her pouting lips. She wore a form fitting, long yellow slip, cut low in the front, that I hadn't seen before but I could clearly see she didn't have anything else on. Mom walked directly to the fleece in front of me, turned her back to me as she kneeled on it, bent forward to place her head on the pillow, turned her face to the left and reached back to grasp the hem of her slip and dragged it up and over her hips. She walked her bare, beautiful ass back to me until it hit the edge of the couch between my feet, and waited. She didn't say a word.

I scrunched forward, poked my rock hard cock out of my boxers, pressed it down, and pushed it into her pussy. She uttered a series of small little moans and whimpers as I slowly worked it in, back and forth a little at a time, until I was fully encased in her wet tunnel. Then she started to move back and forth, fucking me as I held my love stick still. God, she was exciting. I let her continue this until I couldn't take it anymore, pushed her ass forward and up, got up on my feet crouching over her, and started to grind my cock down in to her.

"Ohhhhhh, unnnggghhhh, ohhhh unngghh," over and over. I ran my hands down her back and sides, reaching in to pull on her great little, hard-nippled tits. I pulled my hands out and pulled her hair gently back, tugging it while I crouched over her and worked my cock deep into her pussy. She kept up her soft fuck sounds. I'm not sure if she needed to, or if she did it to work me up even more. I didn't care, I loved it! I pressed my left my thumb against her rosebud, slowly working it into her just a little. She started to grunt, "ugh, uggh, ugghhh," as did I. When I came, gushing my spunk into her, I stayed deeply in her, crouching there for a couple of minutes, wiggling my cock, until my last grunt was gone. My thumb was still in her ass.

I fell back on the couch, my thumb releasing her ass with a little pop. She moved her ass back to press against the couch again, staying bent right over. I rested for a few minutes. On the TV, a young man was pushing his cock up against a MILF's rosebud. He kept bouncing the head of his dick against it but couldn't overcome its resistance. I reached out and picked up the tube I had laid on the side table and leaned forward toward my Mother. She had twisted her head up to watch as TV cock kept bumping against the TV ass, cheeks spread wide by a pair of TV thumbs. Poke, poke, poke. The TV anus was slowly widening to the persistent onslaught.

I held the tube above my Mom's ass and squirted a generous helping of its contents just above her little hole. I quickly moved my thumb back into place and worked it fully into her ass. She lay her head down again, ignoring the TV, "Ohhhhhhh, Luke. Ohhh Lukeggg." I worked by thumb around in her, twisting it around, pulling it in and out. I squirted some of the tube stuff onto my steel-hard cock. It was so hard, it felt like it was going to break. I pushed the head up against her ass and pushed, slowly, sliding in through the tightly resisting ring, moving inexorably further in. When I was completely in, I just rested there, basking in the feel of raw power at being sunk deep in my Mother's ass.

I was awakened by her hoarse cry, "Move, move".

I started to slowly pump my cock in and out of her. She started to make little moaning sounds in response to my shoves. I pushed her forward again, moved onto my feet in a crouch, and started to fuck her ass with definite purpose. Her moans grew longer. Afraid of hurting her, I didn't work up to the cunt slamming performance of our last fuck. I grasped her hair, pulling her around to face the couch, knelt down behind her, and started to fuck up into her ass as she lay on the cushion where I had been sitting. I banged up into her with long, confident strokes. Her long moans turned into short grunts at the end of each stroke. I pulled her back and stretched her out full length on the fleece carpet, flat on the floor. I straddled her hips and forced my cock back into her gaping little hole. I fucked into her for several shoves, then pulled out completely to look at her open hole, as they did in the fuck movies. It was quite a turn on. I lay on her, full length, my cock buried in her bum, placed my hands on either side of her head and pulled it up so I could whisper in her ear as I ground into her ass. Grind, grind, grind. She started to emit a constant grunt undulating in tone. That's the only way I can describe it. "Do you love it, Mom, my cock in your ass? Do you, Mom, do you?"

"Oh, god, yess, yesss," she gasped. I increased my tempo, intensely thrusting in her ass, holding her head up between my hands, whispering in her ear, pulsing my cock when I reached maximum depth. She came, her ass gripping my cock, triggering my own orgasm. I thrust in one final time and held myself deep inside her, my whole body vibrating, shivering in the most intense feeling I have ever experienced. She continued to moan softly, ever quieting, until we lay, one on top of the other, in silence except for the ticking clock.

"Wowww," she rasped into the stillness, "wow."

I pulsed into her bum in reaction and in a guttural voice replied, "Yessss."

I couldn't move from her for quite a while, and didn't want to when we finally did part. I didn't want to end this incredible, searing fuck. For the rest of the time until Dad came home, she walked around naked so I could look at her ass, affectionately cupping her cheeks every now and then. She knew how much I loved her perky little tits and sculptured legs, but her ass had become my temple, and she didn't tire of my finger sliding between her cheeks. I asked her how soon I could have her there again.

"Days," she replied.

I didn't think I could wait. I didn't have to. As it turned out, Mom loved the feel of my bone in her ass. It was something that Dad had never had, and she felt no conflict in awarding it to me. Sex between her and Dad was conservative: missionary and sometimes from behind, but not often; and no blow jobs. When she was with me, I fucked her mouth and spunked her face, I preferred to fuck her from behind or to pound her pussy while holding her knees wide apart back against her shoulders, and our favorite was shoving into her ass. If we were alone, Mom knew she couldn't do the dishes or lean against her bathroom counter without my cock finding her ass. We had tubes of lube hidden all over the house. She knew that even if Dad was home but on a different floor, I'd try to get in her backside. But she didn't mind, my beautiful Mom didn't mind at all.

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