Two Way Mother

July 14, 2008 – 2:01 am

Donna woke up with her pussy pulsating.

It was the first thing she felt, and she lay still, feeling the
delicious sensations. She wondered if she had come while asleep. She
tried to remember the dream, if any, that would cause her cunt to throb
so hotly. She didn’t remember dreaming at all, but her cunt seemed very,
very hot. Slipping her hand beneath the sheet and into the elastic waist
of her bikini panties, she felt the lips of her pussy. They were wet,
very wet.

It was odd, because Donna never woke up in the mornings feeling like
this. Sometimes she went to bed aroused, but never woke up that way. She
lay still for some time, letting the warmth run through her. Her tits,
even flat on her back, stood up firmly, with her nipples outlined by the
sheet. When the throbbing decreased, she pushed the sheet away and swung
her long legs over the side.

Other than her panties, she was naked.

The enticing aroma of freshly brewed coffee came to her, and she smiled
with pleasure. Ted and Mike were up. Feeling good, with the scent of
coffee in her nose, she stripped her panties off and stepped nakedly
into her adjoining bathroom. Adjusting the shower temperature, she
stepped beneath the spraying water. By the time she finished her bath,
brushed her teeth, and combed her shining coppery-colored hair, she saw
it was almost ten in the morning.

Donna hardly ever slept late.

Sliding her satiny legs into a pair of pale-blue shorts, zipping them
over her hips, she moved her arms into a man’s shirt, tying the tails
beneath her thrusting tits. Bare-footed, she padded into the hall and
toward the kitchen.

“Morning, Mom,” Mike greeted her.

“Good morning, honey,” she said, kissing his cheek.

Mike was growing fast, she saw. Almost as tall as her, he was a favorite
at school and the best wide receiver on the football team. He was
already attracting pretty little girls, something that made him feel
good, but she knew he was puzzled about what to do with them. He was
dressed in his old faded cut-off jeans.

“Here’s your coffee, Mother,” Ted said, placing a steaming cup in front
of her.

Ted was her youngest. Like his brother, he was wearing cut- offs, too.
Ted tried his best to imitate his brother, Mike. It had been that way
since their father had died. Donna knew Ted missed his father, and was
trying to replace him with his older brother. She was pleased that Mike
seemed to understand, too, and tried his best to be a big brother for
his brother.

Donna sipped her coffee, wide awake now. She listened with one ear to
the boys’ chatter, but she was still thinking of how she had felt when
she woke up. Her cunt still felt warm, slightly puffy, and obviously
moist. Crossing her legs under the table, she began to rock her foot.
The rippling, gentle pressure of her movements caused her cunt to
twitch, and Donna’s eyes became dreamy. . . .
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