O Mother, Dear (XXIII - Cynthia))

In which Cynthia meets Arthur and learns the tune to America the Beautiful.

Note to Reader: All characters have been introduced in the preceding cantos under the author's name MishaPearl. Technical difficulties made it necessary to pen this and subsequent Literotica submissions under the name MishaPearl2.

Cynthia is 51 years old, her daughter, Val is 32. Arthur is 42 and his son, Kent, nearly 22. Arthur's daughters, Pearl, Cherry and Jewel range from 21 to 18 years old. Arthur's mother has long since passed away but he and she were very close and he still confides in her shade.

Feel free to search MishaPearl for the full history of this family as chronicled thus far.

Kent and I worked throughout the Spring
To expand out complex.
A small guest house and a new wing
Left little time for sex.
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
Twins were due in July
And, by Autumn, Val's kid would come.
They'd want to be nearby.

Of course, we got our wake-up calls
From Pearl, and Cherry, too!
They sucked our cocks and rubbed our balls;
We lapped their morning dew.
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
Don't think Jewel was forgot.
After dinner, we'd pump in her
Another double shot!

Val would visit each Friday night
And we'd play family games,
Like pachisi, until midnight,
When we would all draw names.
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
Next we played 'Blind Man's Bluff'
And, sightless, grope in desperate hope
That we'd find clues enough!

Jewel was the most easily guessed
If one but felt her waist.
Cherry's and Pearl's lactating breasts
Each had distinctive tastes.
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
Val's habits betrayed her:
She would not trim her bushy quim,
She had the softest fur!

Divining me from my son, Kent,
Could be done fairly quick
By pulling out our equipment.
Mine is long. His is thick!
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
You died before you could
Seduce our son and have the fun
Of fucking his wide wood!

Although we all could swiftly find
Our named targets with ease,
In simple truth, we did not mind,
In fact, we loved to tease!
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
We'd leave our blindfolds on
And kiss and suck and probe and fuck
Until our strength was gone!

Jewel's babies came amid great joy
If it could be believed:
A pink, blonde girl and gray-eyed boy
Were separately conceived!
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
The girl was mine, indeed.
The boy's dark hair and steely stare
Showed he was from Kent's seed.

Val's letters gave information
I used to find her mom
'Down Under', on a sheep station,
Long widowed from her Tom.
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
I was so pleased to learn
Cynthia did still love her kid
and made plans to return.

I met her at the terminal:
Qantas at L.A.X.
A toned and tanned mature gal,
Her ass was built for sex!
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
She made me think of when
You came into my room to screw,
I fell in love, again!

Cynthia looked like her daughter,
With full sensuous lips.
Her large breasts made my mouth water,
Imagining their tips.
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
Each chance I got I snuck
A glance, and then, I thought again,
How sweet she'd be to fuck!

She exited the customs line
And walked across the rug.
She smiled at me. Her eyes met mine.
I gave her a warm hug.
O Arthur, Dear! O Arthur, Dear!
We're kith if we're not kin,
So, if you're bad, as was your dad,
Then you must call me 'Cyn!'

Cyn kissed me deep. My cock got thick.
I felt her beating heart.
But where we were was too public,
And so, we stepped apart.
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
Adult society,
Wisdom and sense, and great patience,
Lead to propriety!

A long drive home after Cyn's flight
Was not what I desired.
I'd booked a room for us that night,
Knowing she would be tired.
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
Five minutes in the Jeep,
And, no surprise, Cyn closed her eyes,
And promptly fell asleep!

I'd like to say I ignored her.
I did not pass that test!
I rubbed her neck, she did not stir,
My right hand draped a breast.
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
Still sleeping, Cyn rolled left.
I cupped my palm 'neath her bosom
and gave a gentle heft.

A proud nipple stood fat and stiff.
My thumb stroked the stout nub.
My hand slipped down to Cyn's midriff,
Her blouse slid with each rub.
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
My fingers freed her shirt.
What could it hurt me to insert
My hand within her skirt?

I unzipped her with one clean jerk
And undid a small hook.
I needed some more room to work
And that was all it took.
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
Now that a path was clear,
I made a dip over her hip
And came up from the rear.

I glided on her underwear
And traced along her crotch.
I smiled as I became aware
Of a tiny wet blotch.
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
I felt the wetness grow!
My hand caressed and then depressed
Cyn's dampened camel-toe.

Cyn raised her head and smiled at me,
Still under Hypnos' spell.
That's nice, she whispered, sleepily,
Are we at the hotel?
Not yet, My Dear! Not yet, My Dear!
We're in the parking lot.
Now recompose your rumpled clothes,
Let's see the room we've got.

Up in the room, Cyn was not coy
As I grabbed and kissed her.
One time I was your Dad's sex toy,
It's your turn now, mister!
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
She made a pirouette,
Took off her shirt and dropped her skirt,
Her panties were still wet!

I pushed her back onto the bed
Her heels flew in the air.
I pounce between her legs outspread,
Snatching her underwear!
O Cyn, My Dear! O Cyn, My Dear!
You first must understand:
If you're naughty, or act haughty,
Then I must reprimand!

I quickly rolled Cyn, bottom up,
To lay across my lap.
Forming my palm into a cup,
I gave her ass a slap!
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
She yelped in her surprise!
Again, again, I struck, and then
I saw tears in her eyes.

Pulling her up to sit by me,
I kissed her tear streaked face.
I told her that this need not be
If she but kept her place.
O Arthur, Dear! O Arthur, Dear!
I get it and promise
I will obey in every way.
We sealed it with a kiss.

The groundwork laid; I stripped and stood
Naked in front of Cyn.
She put her hands on my hard wood
And gave an impish grin.
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
She let go and reached back,
Released a hook, and then she shook
Her brassiere from her rack!

Cyn's tumbling tits surrounded me.
I pressed against her chest.
My cock slid in their deep valley
And friction did the rest!
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
I pumped due North and South
Between each breast: the East; the West;
My semen sprayed her mouth!

She dabbed her chin and licked her lips
Then scooted up the bed.
From her spanking, her ass and hips
were still bright pinkish-red.
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
Below a trimmed dark thatch,
A winking split exposed Cyn's clit
Within her pearly snatch!

I ducked my head and face-planted
Myself on her sweet stem!
Obsessed, I was soon enchanted
by this Australian gem.
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
I did not let her loose
As she quivered and delivered
Up her cunt's sticky juice!

Her pussy primed and set to pump,
My hands, under Cyn's thighs,
Pushed out and up, lifting her rump
For access to the prize!
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
Cyn's legs wrapped 'round my back!
Her ankles locked as my dick docked
Right up to my ballsack!

Her pussy flexed, seizing my prick,
While her oils supplied
The lubricant, to keep it slick,
As pressure was applied.
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
I gave Cyn one more push,
Then dropped an inch, felt a slight pinch,
And drove into her tush!

Reacting to my bulb's trespass,
Cyn's fingers clenched my butt.
I slowly worked into her ass.
Her thighs curled to her gut.
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
Her knees spread akimbo!
Now, with my pole deep in her hole,
We both rocked to and fro!

I knew, when I first spotted Cyn,
Her ass would feel my meat.
And now that I, at last, was in,
I could enjoy my treat!
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
I felt the pressure build
and then explode, load after load,
Until her ass was filled!