My Mother, May. - Page 30

wantanabee · #**436** 01-10-2014, 01:37 PM

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F248 · #**437** 01-10-2014, 09:16 PM

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jw2012 · #**438** 02-10-2014, 07:05 AM

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Valuable · #**439** 02-10-2014, 07:08 AM

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pyrokinets · #**440** 07-10-2014, 09:37 PM

Daniel's POV:

The first thing I noticed when my eyes snapped open was how fast my heart was beating. As I struggled to sit up on my bed, I noticed the faint light of dawn coming past the curtains. It took several minutes to get my bearings. Then I noticed the stench.

Ugh...

My clothes were in a pile on the floor, smelling of vomit and alcohol. I tried to remember what happened last night and the vivid image of Uncle Kenny, nude and sitting on a chair with my mother kneeling in front of him in her nightgown, surfaced in my mind.

My heart lurched up a notch again. Was that a dream? It seemed so real. But first things first. I quickly went to the bathroom and jumped in the shower. As I was lathering myself up with soap, the bathroom door to guest room (the bathroom was shared by both bedrooms) swung open.

I froze with nothing but an uneven coat of white bubbly foam on my body to make me fairly decent. What made me freeze was the sight of my mother and Aunt Joyce frolicking and giggling as they stepped into the bathroom. They were completely nude. My heart got caught in my throat as I gazed upon their smooth milky white skin and perfect curvy bodies.

My mother and Aunt Joyce screamed when they saw me and quickly slammed the door shut again. I heard the deep inquisitive voice of uncle Kenny coming from behind the door and the frantic whispers of the ladies to shush him. The image I had awoken to came to my mind again and a pit formed in my stomach.

The door parted again just a little and my mother's voice came through, "Daniel? Sorry, I didn't think you'd be awake so early."

"Erm... Yeah. Couldn't sleep."

"O-okay. Next time lock the doors when you shower okay? Aunty Joyce live here now so must be more prudent."

What the fuck? Did it just become my fault now? And screw that shit. What was she doing naked in Uncle Kenny's room?

"I'll go to the master bedroom and bathe. Come down for breakfast later okay?" She added.

"Okay mummy..." I replied.

She closed the door and I finished showering as quickly as I could. Then I went into my room to dry myself and then sat down at my desk while thoughts whirled in my head. When I heard someone going down the stairs, I cautiously opened my room door and stepped out.

I caught a glimpse of my mother turning around the corner and descending the lower flight of stairs. With a ponderous heart, I followed her downstairs. Peeking around the wall, I saw my mother in the kitchen preparing breakfast. There were faint voices and laughter coming from her direction. I realized then that Uncle Kenny and Aunt Joyce must be showering together in the bathroom at the end of the kitchen.

As much as I was in turmoil over the fact that my mother was naked in the guest room with my uncle and aunt in the wee hours of the morning, upon realizing that the downstairs bathroom was occupied, the recent memory of Aunt Joyce's flawless fair body came to mind. I immediately got an erection.

Old habits die hard.

The downstairs bathroom also had two entrances. One via the kitchen, and the other through a room which my father use as a home office and study of sorts. I snuck into the study and pricked my ears for any voices coming from beyond the bathroom door. It was strangely quiet.

Damn it. Did they finish already?

I tiptoed closer and heard the telltale sounds of the running shower. Nope, they were still definitely in there. Now where did I put my pocket mirror?

Luckily, I spied a roll of gift wrap lodged in a container beside some other stationary. It was the kind with a clear slivery finish, like a rolled up mirror.

Necessity is the mother of invention they say.

I felt like MacGuyver or something. Within minutes, I had a crude mirror made out of it with some cello-tape. Then I was up a chair against the door, pushing my new invention through the space between the door and the doorframe. The bathroom-study door had been dilapidated a few months ago and my father had it replaced with a plastic one which was shorter than the door frame, hence the gap above. What luck!

My blood sizzled in my veins as I caught sight of Uncle Kenny and Aunt Joyce, locked in a steamy kiss and embrace beneath the shower. His hands were behind her, squeezing her delightfully firm ass. From my position I was able to hear their combined heavy breathing.

I feasted my eyes on Aunty Joyce's alluring toned curves wishing that it was me who had a hand on her ass.

They kissed ravenously, as if they could not have enough of each other. Then Uncle Kenny suddenly leaned her back against a wall and stepped towards her, his fully erect cock moving between her thighs. She parted her legs, almost at the same time as Uncle Kenny slid both of his hands under her butt and scooped her up. She was now held up against the wall, her legs wrapped around Uncle Kenny's waist as he moved against her.

"Oh... Kenny..." Aunty Joyce moaned softly.

I watched as my uncle progressed to fucking his wife in a slow and relaxed pace against the wall while she moaned and kissed him with approval.

"Want to get May to join us?" I heard him suddenly ask.

"Crazy ah? After Steve or Daniel come downstairs how?" Aunty Joyce replied, panting.

"We do it quick lah."

"Dun wan la. Dun simply cause trouble! My sister is happily married."

"Just having some fun. Like last night. May enjoy it too right?"

I knew it! I mother fucking knew it! That was no dream! What the fuck happened last night? Come to think about it, I can't remember much about the club too.

"Ungh... Uhhh... uhhh... Baby... I'm close!" Aunty Joyce gasped.

Uncle Kenny increased the pace of his thrusts, slapping her shapely bum against the wall vigorously.

"Oh! Ah! Oh yes! Angh! Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah!"

Aunty Joyce gaped her mouth wide and shuddered in Uncle Kenny's arms. He slowed his thrusting to a stop and held her for a minute or two before slowly putting her down on her feet.

"Baby... You haven't cum?" Aunty Joyce asked.

"Not yet. Don't worry. We have all day. For now, let's go see what May is up to."