Embracing the Unseen Ch. 02

I placed one hand between her breasts and with her legs wide apart, I cupped her pussy with my other hand, my two middle fingers pressing into her wet, puffy lips, and the heel of my hand pressing down firmly onto her hard clit. I slowly began to curl my two fingers so they eased between her lips and inside her vagina, deeper and deeper, lifting my hand away from her clit and pushing my two fingers all the way inside.

There was no furious finger fucking, just calm, gentle teasing, and as she breathed in sharply, my thumb circled the top of her pussy lips and gently stroked her clit, and it tipped her right over the edge. Her body tensed, her hips involuntarily lifted off the pillow, and she quickly reached the most fantastic and intense orgasm that shuddered its way through her entire body. Her toe got curled. It took a while to end, but as her full-body orgasm subsided, I waited for her breathing to slow and calm down. She was completely drained. My hand was soaked. She squirted a little too. But her pee hole was stuck in my palm and that's why it couldn't spread. Because I was holding her tightly when she was shaking. The grip was too good, otherwise I couldn't hold her steady. I literally used her vagina as a handle. Since my two fingers were inside her tight hole I just had to squeeze my fingers to stabilize her shuddering body. Maybe that even made her cum harder. My fingers were right on her g-spot. Without knowing I was actually crushing her g-spot while she was spasming and having her most intense orgasm in her whole life.

Mom was numb on my lap. She wasn't opening her eyes or moving but I could see her big smile on her face. She was in pure bliss. I grabbed her and positioned her to sleep. It didn't even take a minute for her to fall asleep. Maybe she was asleep right after the orgasm. Then I fell asleep too.

I woke up feeling all groggy, like I always do in the morning. But today, something felt different. I could hear this happy humming coming from the kitchen. I was confused. I rubbed my eyes and stumbled out of bed.

As I shuffled into the kitchen, there she was, my mom, with this big smile on her face. She was dancing around, flipping pancakes and singing this cheerful tune. I couldn't believe it! Just yesterday, she was super mad, but today she seemed like a whole new person.

"Good morning, sleepyhead!" she chirped, giving me a peck on the cheek as she set a plate of pancakes in front of me. They smelled amazing, like cinnamon and syrup.

I couldn't help but smile back at her. She looked so happy and radiant, like the sun had decided to shine just for her.

"You're glowing, honey," I teased with a grin, trying to sound all smooth and suave. I decided I'll stop calling her mom. Things were getting good and I didn't want to hold back anymore.

Mom giggled and gave me a playful wink. "Well, thank you, dear," she replied, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I guess breakfast isn't the only thing that's sizzling this morning."

I couldn't help but chuckle at her cheekiness. "Oh, really?" I teased back, leaning in a little closer. "And what else might be sizzling, I wonder?"

She leaned in too, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Hmm, maybe it's the pancakes on the stove," she said with a grin, but her tone was all playful and suggestive.

I laughed, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks. "Right, right, the pancakes," I replied, trying to play it cool. "Of course, that's what I meant."

"Hehe," she giggled like a little girl.

I grinned back at her, feeling bold. "So you're not mad that I burned the pancakes?" I said, trying to keep the playful tone going.

Her laughter bubbled up, and she leaned in closer, her lips curling into a playful smirk. "Oh, I'm never mad when you use your hands," she whispered, her words laced with suggestiveness.

I felt a rush of heat flood my cheeks, but I couldn't help but chuckle at her playful response. "Well then," I said with a smirk of my own, "looks like we're in for quite the morning."

"I'm going to buy some stuff for our farm in town. You wanna join me?" I asked, trying to sound casual but secretly hoping she'd say yes.

My wife's eyes lit up with excitement. "Oh, yes, please!" she replied eagerly, her smile widening. "I love going into town with you."

I grinned back at her, feeling pleased that she wanted to come along. "Great! It'll be like a little adventure," I said, trying to keep the playful vibe going.

She giggled, her playful side shining through. "Ooh, an adventure, huh? I wonder what kind of trouble we'll get into," she teased, winking at me suggestively.

I laughed, feeling a surge of anticipation. "Who knows?" I replied with a wink of my own.

But then, I noticed she hadn't mentioned anything about her shopping plans. I was feeling guilty that it was me who did that so I decided to bring it up. "Oh, by the way," I said, "I'll also buy something special for you."

Her eyes widened in surprise, and then a playful glint appeared in them. "Oh, really?" she said, her voice filled with intrigue. "Well but..."

"No but, I heard a new dress has arrived in town and all the girls are going mad for it," I said, interrupting her. She wasn't reacting much but I can read her by just watching her face. She would start jumping if I wasn't here. Maybe she'll be the first one who'll show off this new dress among her girlfriends.

To be continued...