My brother had texted me, “Hey, can I stop by for a few minutes?” It had been a few days since he had played golf with my husband, and I’d played with his cock in the kitchen.
I replied, “Sure, come on over.”
It was about nine in the morning, and he was probably on his way to work. I’d just got my husband and daughter off to work and school earlier that morning. My son had gone back to his dorm at college. The house was empty and quiet after all of the weekend activity.
When I heard his truck pull up in the driveway, I walked over to the kitchen counter where we kept our keys and garage remotes and pressed the remote for the garage. Then, I waited for the big rumbling to stop and for him to come in through the garage door.
I was standing in the kitchen in my nightgown and robe. I had just finished my morning coffee and breakfast and was putting things into the sink when I heard the door open as he came in. The garage door began its rumbling once again as he pressed the button by the door into the house.
“Hey gorgeous!” he said in greeting. “Good morning!”
I turned to greet him with a big smile on my face. I truly loved my brother and we were very close.
We hugged, and he kissed me on the cheek.
“Breakfast?” he asked, using just one word, knowing I would know what he meant.
“You’re too late,” I replied. “Next time, let me know you’re coming.”
“I always let you know when I’m about to come,” he reminded me.
“Funny!” I responded. “I meant I could have saved you some bacon.”
“Well,” he drawled. “I guess I’ll have to eat you then.”
“Now that would be very nice,” I said back with a smile. “Bedroom?”
“I don’t have a lot of time,” he responded. “How about the sofa?”
In a flash, I was on the sofa, scooting outward to the edge. My robe was spread open, and I pulled up my nightie and spread my legs for my brother.
“You shaved your pussy!” He said with a big grin. “It looks delicious!”
“Well, give it a taste,” I told him. “I’ve been wet since you texted me.”
He fell to his knees and began licking away at my pussy just the way I liked it. It was just the way we had learned together in our younger years. I used one hand to cup my breast and the other on the back of his head, guiding him to the right spots. Soon, I was clamping my legs together and cumming hard.
After catching my breath a bit, I rose up and turned around so my ass was in the air. He knew what to do. He pulled the robe and nightie from my body so I was naked. I heard his belt and pants hit the floor, and then he was moving close to me.
Naked, I could feel the warmth of his body as he guided his cock into my creamy, hot pussy.
“Oh!” he moaned in deep appreciation.
“You like that pussy?” I teased back at him. “Does it feel good to slide your hot cock into my pussy?”
“Oh, yeah!” he said, loudly. He began to pump his cock into me at a furious pace.
I had my eyes closed and my teeth clenched as he pounded into me. It was all that I could do to just hang on for the ride.
I never heard a thing other than the squishy sounds we were making until I felt a hot cock push against my lips. I instinctively opened them and let it slide into my mouth.
Wait.
Cock in my mouth?
Cock in my pussy?
As my eyes flew open, my ears heard, “Oh, yeah, Mom! Take my cock!”
