Clean and Jerk
Later that evening, after stretching out a couple of rather performative yawns, Liv announced that she would be going to bed a bit early because she had a busy day ahead of her. She gathered up a couple of dishes from around the living room and took them to the kitchen before bidding us goodnight.
I knew Mom wouldn’t refuse my advances, but she also wouldn’t want to get too carried away with Liv just being in the next room. I did want to see, though, if I could get her juices flowing a little bit before we went to bed. She gave me a wary smile and cautioned me in a hushed voice as I approached her on the couch. “You know we can’t do too much?”
“I know, I just need some sugar to make sure I have sweet dreams.”
Mom rolled her eyes and groaned at my cheesy line. She tried to stare me down, then gave in. “I suppose another teaspoon or two won’t hurt anything.”
We made out for about twenty minutes, and I was able to feel her up pretty good. I managed to slide a hand down into her sweatpants and make her hips roll for a couple of minutes, and she was panting and moaning softly when I pulled my lips off of hers. We stared at each other with hungry but resolute looks. We knew we had to stop before things got out of hand.
As we untangled ourselves, I asked, “You gonna be able to sleep after that?”
Mom let out a frustrated chuckle, “It’s gonna take some doing.”
“Yeah, it will,” I said and took a step back from the couch to give her room to get up. We shut the tv off, and I walked her down the hallway where we shared one more deep but quick kiss.
“See you in your dreams,” I said quietly as we parted.
“I’ll look for you,” Mom whispered.
Waiting for the next hour and a half to pass was torture. I didn’t dare try to edge because I didn’t trust myself not to nut. I knew I’d be plenty hard when I snuck into Mom’s room, so the best thing to do was to try to take my mind off of it until it was time to go. I pulled up Baldur’s Gate and tried to get lost in the Forgotten Realms for a while. It had been a while since I’d played it, and I soon found my mind drifting to the room across the hall.
I spent the last half hour debating with myself. I’d told Liv things would happen at midnight, but if I waited until exactly midnight, things would be pretty quiet until we started getting busy. So, maybe I should go at a quarter to? No, five would give us enough time, right? I finally split the difference and settled on 11:50. There would be some initial explaining, she’d fuss a little, but in the end, she’d want to, and we’d start slow, trying to be quiet.
Wearing just my underwear, I cracked my door open at ten-two, and made the quick two steps to hers. I quietly opened it, slipped inside, and left the door cracked open behind me. I moved to her bedside but didn’t want to freak her out, so I quietly whispered, “Mom?” in a low, calm voice. She didn’t respond, so I reached for her shoulder and placed my hand on it, repeating myself, “Mom?”
“Rand? Wha…” I was relieved; she was curious but not alarmed.
“Mom, I… I think I need some help.” I tried my best to sound needy, without sounding pitiful.
It only took her a moment to focus, “What? Oh… jeez, you’re still hard?”
“Can you blame me?” I tried to make it sound like she might be partially responsible without making it sound like I was actually blaming her.
Of course, she saw right through my game. Rand, you’ve been masturbating since before you were a teenager; you know how to take care of it yourself.”
I knew that might be coming, and I countered, “Yeah, but, since we started, it’s not the same thing. I have trouble finishing now since I’ve been with you.” As the words came out of my mouth, I shook my head and swore to myself that this would be the last time I’d ever play this needy teenager card with her. It’s just that it was late, I knew she’d gone to bed horny, probably knocked one out with her vibe, then fell asleep still wishing for more. I needed the leverage. Had I just followed her into her room instead of going to mine earlier, I could have been more direct with her.
After a moment of debating with herself, Mom slid over on the bed, giving me room to join her. “We’ve got to be quiet,” she warned, “We can’t be waking Liv up.”
“We won’t wake her up,” I assured her as I peeled out of my shorts and crawled into bed with her. The sweet warmth of her bed and body enveloped me as I slid in alongside her. I rolled toward her, and her arms opened, inviting me to an even warmer embrace. I immediately felt something hard poking my hip and reached down to retrieve whatever it was. When my hand reappeared above the covers, Mom snatched her vibrator from my grasp.
“So, you see, when you’re a grown-up, you learn how to take care of things yourself,” she cracked wise as she tucked the small cylinder up near the headboard.
“Yes, Ma’am,” I said as I slid my arms around her.
To this day, I’ve known no other feeling that has brought me to a closer sense of heaven than the one I felt in that moment when my mother pressed her warm, soft body into mine and breathed into my ear, “But, I’m so glad you’re here.”
I put my lips on her neck and pulled her chest against mine. I heard and felt her breathing accelerate. Her left leg pressed between my knees and wrapped itself around mine, pulling us closer and tighter together. It was then that I realized all she had on was a t-shirt, bunched up around her waist, no doubt because she had used the vibe on herself and then fell asleep after. Her pubic hair tickled my upper thigh as she began a slow, steady grind against my leg. I cupped her bare ass and helped her.
It didn’t take long before she withdrew her leg and snaked it up over my right leg. She shifted while doing this, indicating that she wanted to press me onto my back and straddle me. I adjusted and moved toward the center of the bed as she climbed on top of me. She slid her hand down between us, reaching for my cock without delay. I gave a start when her fingers suddenly wrapped around it, but she still didn’t hesitate, and soon my cockhead was pressing up against her pussy lips.
I watched her as she worked to braid our bodies together in the most intimate way. It was dark in the room, but there was enough ambient light for me to see everything in that muted blue hue that colors the night. As Mom raised her hips to mount me, I saw a slight movement behind her. I glanced around the sexy curve of Mom’s hip and noticed that the gap between the open door and the frame had widened from where I’d left it. I could see the outline of Liv’s head in the darkness beyond. Just then, I felt Mom’s wet pussy start to press down over my hardness, and I lost my ability to focus.
Once I was fully inside her, Mom groaned, then gave a low moan. She pulled her t-shirt off over her head, allowing her tits to dangle down in front of me. Her hips started into a slow rocking motion, and once again, my mind flashed back to all those times I’d seen her horseback with her beautiful hips rolling with the motion of the horse she was riding. I would allow my imagination to run wild, wondering what it would feel like to have her above me as we shared that sensual rhythm, all those times when I groaned inwardly, feeling so deprived of what I knew would be the finest sensation any man could feel… and tonight, I found out, I was right.
Our earlier petting, combined with the risk of Liv being in the house as we coupled, added to our illicit pleasure. Mom started letting out a series of long, quiet, pleasurable “Ohh, ohh, ohh,” moans as she put our lovemaking into a lope. Her arousal spurred me forward, and soon my hands clamped down on her ass, and I started fucking upward into her, trying to increase the pace to a gallop and making the bed rattle.
“Shh, we can’t… we can’t be…” Mom’s voice trailed off as she felt her own passion rising. We continued our brisk pace, with Mom occasionally slowing her hips, trying her best to rein us in and keep us quiet. Her alternating, slower pace served beautifully as an edging process, which allowed our combined desire to strengthen and grow. Each time the pace quickened again, so did our intensity.
Before long, the first waves of her orgasm start to roll through her. “Uh-uh-uh-uh, FUCK!” She lost control of her body and any chance of slowing me down. I pulled down on her hips and started heaving mine upward, making a lewd thuk, thuk, thuking sound as our loins smacked together. I gave one last hard heave as I released my load into her. Her arms failed as she also climaxed, and she fell chest-first against mine. I snaked my arms around her shoulders and pulled her to me as my seed continued pumping into her.
We melted together, entwined as we were, my cock softening inside her as we both listened for any sound from Liv. Mom was listening for anything that suggested my sister had heard us, while I listened for anything that told me she had made it back to her room already. Neither of us heard a thing. We resumed kissing and cuddling, but before I could propose a second go, Mom slowly dismounted. The sensation of my semi-erect member slipping out of her wet channel so made me want to tell her to get back on me, but I knew the time to leave had come.
I pulled my underwear back on, and as I gave Mom one more kiss before I left, she told me, “Will you check on Liv? Just, you know, make sure she’s asleep?”
“I will,” I said, “I need a glass of water anyway.” I walked quietly down the hallway and paused outside my sister’s door. Her light was off, but I still stood quietly, just listening. I wasn’t certain, but she told me later I was right. I thought I heard a wet, schlick, schlick, schlicking sound. Sounds like one finger, I thought, she’s trying to be quiet. I walked to the kitchen, got my drink of water, and walked back to my room without stopping to listen a second time. I knew I’d catch up with her in the morning.
We were all a little sleepy the next morning, but it still appeared to be the start of a glorious early-fall day. Liv’s last before she started cross country practices. Sis had finished a short run already; she looked awake, but a bit preoccupied. Mom, on the other hand, appeared drowsy but quite content. I was somewhere in between.
We finalized our plans for the day, as we often did at breakfast. One of us would run through our schedules out loud while we were all together, so we were on the same page. This morning, I did the honors: “So, Mom, you’re in the office this morning and running to town this afternoon to pick up those vaccines from the vet and grab a few more posts and clips for that spot in the lower pasture.”
Mom nodded dutifully and added, “I also need to swing by Farm and Ranch to pick up a few tubs of feed supplement.”
I nodded, “Good, you’ll have the trailer, so that should work. Liv, you’re here in the house this morning with chores, then out to the barn this afternoon to clear up some space for the material Mom’s bringing back, along with tending to the stock?”
Liv was brief, “Yup.”
“Okay, and I’ll head down to the lower pasture to clean up that section of torn-up fence so we can put cows in there if we pull them off the lease soon. While I’m there, I’ll gather up some of the irrigation fittings that need repair, then, if I get back in time, I can help you in the barn, Liv?”
My sister masked her anxiety from Mom well, but I could still see it. “Sure, thanks,” she said.
“Okay,” I finished up, “I think I’ll have Jake run with me this morning, Be good to have some company.” Liv did a quick look back-and-forth between the border collie and me, but didn’t say anything.
We finished breakfast, and each went about our way, getting ready for our respective mornings. I really had no big plans for taking Jake, other than to keep him away from Liv for the morning. I figured this might make him a little happier to see her when we returned that afternoon. He had a great time hanging out down in the pasture with me, and I was right, he was great company. In fact, he and I had a nice little conversation as we, or I, took down a tangled and broken stretch of fence to get it ready for repair.
“So, you’ve been hanging out, watching Liv diddle herself up in the loft, eh?”
“Pant, pant, pant.”
“All this time, and you ain’t said a word about it to me?”
“Pant, pant, pant.”
“I thought we were tighter than that, Bud?”
“Pant, pant, pant.”
“Yeah, I understand. It is a pretty personal thing. Tell you what, though, I think it’s gonna get even more personal later today.”
“Pant, pant, pant.”
“You want to what? I swear, what is it with this family watching each other get off?”
“Pant, pant, pant.”
“Okay, okay! You’re right. I’m not the one to be kink-shaming. Tell you what, let’s get this shit cleaned up, grab those fittings and go see how our girl’s doing, eh?”
“Pant, pant, pant.”
The morning went well, and before long, I had the fence opened up and the old posts and wire in the back of the truck. I headed over to the irrigation pump where we had stored the fittings. While I was there, I had to stop and reminisce on that hot afternoon last summer, when we went swimming in our underwear and how dramatically our lives had changed since then.
Who knew back then that we had each been walking around with such bottled-up passion and kink and were all feeling so wrong about having it. Last night and everything that led up to it was transformational for all of us. I wasn’t sure what the future held for us in that area, but, for now, it seemed like we all were in a good place with what was happening. At some point, though, Mom would have to be clued in, and who knows where that might go.
For today, that would have to wait. As soon as the fittings were in the truck bed, we headed for home. I passed Mom on her way into town, and she blew me a kiss as she went by. I stuck my hand out the window, showing her that I’d caught it if she looked in her rearview mirror. “Coast is clear, Bud!” I looked over at Jake, riding shotgun beside me. He looked back with happy eyes and a lolling tongue.
I pulled into the barnyard slowly. I figured that, from this point on, I would be operating by Liv’s timeline and didn’t want her to feel rushed. Jake, on the other hand, was damn anxious to find her. He waited for permission, but I saw how antsy he was and told him, “Go find her!” He was off in a flash, hustling toward the house to tell his friend we were home.
I offloaded the debris, separating the posts from the wire, and put the fittings up alongside the barn where I’d grab them another day to fix what I could and take the rest to town to be welded. Afterward, I went inside the barn and started moving things around, making space for the supplies that Mom would be bringing. I just about had it done when Liv entered the barn with Jake. The first thing I did was check to see what she had on. I was surprised to see it was just her usual jeans and dark t-shirt.
“Nice of you to show up,” I teased. She smiled as she looked around the barn, admiring my handiwork.
“I didn’t think you’d mind if I saved some energy,” she quipped back.
“I s’pose,” I replied.
She looked at me and grinned. “Good job last night. You two were really going at it.”
I shrugged a bit self-consciously. “I saw that you pushed the door open wider. How much did you see?”
Liv’s eyes twinkled, “Most all of it, I think. She was just climbing on top of you.” The twinkle changed to more of a hungry look, and she unconsciously licked her lips. “Is she always like… that… horny?”
“Yeah, she gets… excited. I mean… I do too.”
“Yeah. I, uh, saw that too. It was really… something. You guys are a good match, at least from what I could tell.”
“I think so too. Feels good… I mean, more than just, you know, the sex.”
“Yeah, I see how you guys are together anymore, and last night, after you… y’know, you were done, that was pretty cool. You both just lay there… breathing.”
It was good to see that Liv appreciated the intimacy and the caring moments as well as the more carnal…
