(Uuuh, God...) You internally groaned as you watched this incredible display, (...This is amazing!) Being beyond blown away by your mother’s slutty, porn star-like performance. Her painted lips eagerly tugging at the thick nip. Pulling and stretching it like it was an elastic band. Letting go of it then and letting it snap back. Lashing at it now with her tongue.
“Mmmh, Yeah, baby! That feels so good!” She moaned. Pressing you against the hard nub and bumpy surface of her areola. Alternating between licking both it and you. As well as forcing your ‘head’ as far into her boob flesh as she could.
Spending several minutes doing this with both breasts and nipples before telling you that she needed a better view. Finding yourself being lodged between her cleavage as she scampered towards the full length mirror on the back of her closet. Revealing quite the reflection. You, wedged there in her bra, poking out from between her big naked breasts. Her thick nipples all glistening and shiny.
“Just look at you, sweetheart... Bet you never imagined you’d ever find yourself there. It’s so naughty isn’t it? My little dildo son, made entirely for his Mommy’s pleasure.~”
Your mom proceeding to shake her chest. Pinging you back and forth between her cleavage. Clearly enjoying the visual of this herself. Before fetching you back out and tracing you across the rest of her body. From her slightly toned stomach, down to her thighs. Pausing when she reached her pantie covered crotch. Feeling the wetness seeping through the silky material already.
“But now I think it’s time for the main event,” she told you then. “You ready to get reacquainted with my vagina? The place where Mommy birthed you?”
Yes. Yes you were. Mentally nodding your head. Very much enjoying being rubbed across the crotch panel of her underwear. The difference between it and the folds beneath being more than discernible as it was. Not being able to wait until flesh on plastic contact.
Your mom moving over to her bed (while still in view of the mirror) and pulling her panties to one side. Revealing the mature, fleshy lips of her sex. Crowned by the well maintained heart of golden blonde pubic fuzz. As opposed to the smooth, cleanly shaven look you were used to seeing online. It feeling so damn wrong to feel such lust for the very same sexual organ out from which you were born, but you couldn’t help it. A pussy was a pussy and the sight of it was still super hot. Excruciatingly so. Being in heaven then as she placed you down on the bed and began grinding herself against you. Running her labia across the entire length of your shaft. Trailing its wetness along with it. Your mother’s moaning continuing as she enthusiastically humped you. While you of course just lay there savoring the various sensations that this caused. Allowing yourself this time to fully embrace what was happening. Just as she clearly was.
“Ooooh, my God... Sweetheart... You are without a doubt the best sex toy I’ve ever had!”
It not taking long after this until she lifted herself back off you and spread her stocking clad legs wide. Lining you up with her tunnel. Though she did make sure to give her clitoris a rub with the top of your head before telling you that it was time to “go back inside Mommy”. Her vaginal lips parting, displaying the pulsing wet cavern within. You’re home. Where, unlike before, you were more than happy to return to. Licking your imaginary lips as she fed you into its depths. The slick, velvety walls opening up around you as you were pushed inside. Being immediately hit by the heat and the smell, and the taste of your mother's most intimate of areas. Being shoved so far inside that only the very bottom of your dildo form remained outside. More than two thirds of your length being squeezed and massaged by powerful pussy muscles. Which felt just as incredible as it had the first time.
(Shit, YES! I'm in Mom's pussy! I'm back in Mom's pussy!) This definitely being where you belonged. Your mom letting you just sit there inside her tunnel for a few moments as she squeezed herself around you. Having seemingly buried you about as deep as you could go.
And then it began. She proceeded to fuck herself with you. Suddenly pulling you back out again and then thrusting you back inside. Using you as the dildo you were. That wonderful *schlup* *schlup* sound accompanying this action, while your head never once left her entrance. Remaining inside her vagina at all times, and was once again reintroduced to her cervix in all it’s glory. The entrance that leads to your mother’s womb, the place where you were developed by her. Time quickly losing all meaning within the confines of her sex. Inside of which you were now virtually swimming. Her feminine juices squelching around you as her moans from outside grew ever quicker and more intense. The tightening and twitching of her tunnel around you signaling her first orgasm. Of which you were certain that there was many more to come.
But first you were removed from her body and brought up towards her smiling, satisfied looking face. Being told that, “That was gooood. Really, really good.” After which she made a big show of cleaning you. Licking her juices off your length and letting you watch the whole thing this time, before taking you back inside her throat. Causing saliva to drip all down her chin and chest. After which round two and three soon followed. Your mom even moving right up next to the mirror’s surface and riding you there. Allowing you to witness your molded plastic form being swallowed up by her beyond hungry pussy. Which was so damn erotic a sight that, if you were able, you most definitely would have screamed. Seeing your mom using you like this adding a whole other level of kinkiness to the proceedings. Especially with her whimpering along, “Fuck me, baby! ...Fu...Fuck Mommy’s pussy good!” Collapsing in exhaustion once the fourth and final orgasm was done.
(That was just about the best thing ever,) you couldn’t help but think. Laying there now on the carpet beside her. No longer having any hang ups or reservations about how creepy and wrong this was. You simply enjoyed the experience too damn much.
As did your mother. Declaring that as fun as that was however, it was probably time now to get cleaned up, before your sister reappeared. Carrying you back into the bathroom to wash you in the sink after she had stripped her lingerie off. Getting a first hand view of her taking a shower once she had. Your mom obviously having no reservations or embarrassment about doing things like this in your presence any longer. Even going so far as to sit across from you and pee. The sound of her stream echoing around the bathroom as it hit the inside of the toilet bowl being the only thing you could hear. Which was yet another new and exciting experience.
And then, once she was all cleaned up, she headed back to her room to get dressed. Deciding with a salacious little grin that, “It’d be a shame to leave you in the drawer for the rest of the day after what we just shared. Maybe I can find somewhere else to put you instead.” It being obvious that she already knew exactly where this place was. Rubbing at her vagina lips as she said it.
(Oh wow. She’s gonna put me back inside her,) you were quick to infer. Which did indeed prove to be the case. Telling you that she wanted to keep you close as she once again inserted you as deep as she could within her vagina. Pulling her panties in place behind. The soft material holding you there while she put on the rest of her clothing. Which was indeed preferable to being left in a dark lonely underwear drawer. Though the sensation of her moving around with you inside was much, much different than masturbating had been. Not to mention the fact that it was much harder to hear her. Her voice being even more muffled than it had been before.
Still it was quite the thrill to spend the day being carried around inside your mother’s sex. Belle, when she reappeared being none the wiser that you were there. Presumably still being under the impression that the real dildo inside her underwear drawer was you. The only time that you were let out for air being when she went to the bathroom. Pulling you out to do her business and then pushing you back inside once she was done. Leaving you with no idea how much time had passed. It only being when she’d finally freed you from her moist, fleshy pink prison and you found yourself back inside her bedroom that you discovered it was night. Which meant time for this morning’s activities to begin all over. Soon being enthusiastically thrust in and out of her pussy once more. Resulting in further powerful orgasms. This appearing to be your life now. Or at least it would be for the next six days. Unless your mother decided otherwise.