Tammy's Mom Ch. 03

"I think he likes it," she said, laughing.

"I'm sure of it!" I eyed her, for her grin had gone and she looked thoughtful. "Something up, hon?"

The grin came back. "Yeah! You. Up me, and soon." She sobered. "Bill?"

"Yes, sweetheart?"

"Remember, when you were fucking Mom, when she sat on the couch, and you knelt on the floor?"

"I remember. And?"

She indicated her little bedroom chair, in the corner. "Would that work?"

"Can't see why not, hon. Wanna try it?"

Her smile couldn't have been any wider. "Yeah!"

"Assume the position!"

Laughing, Tammy gave my prick a quick squeeze, then scrambled - the only word that suits her eager movement - off the bed and across to the chair, sitting on the edge, legs spread wide, sex flushed, slightly open, visibly moist.

"Ready!" she said, her face alight with anticipation.

I moved with a little more decorum, but only a little, letting my erection lead me to where we both wanted it to be, and went to my knees between Tammy's legs. A slight press down, a shuffle forwards, and contact! I held position for a moment, only the tip inside. Tammy's eyes came to mine and I blew her a kiss. Still holding her eyes, I pushed forward and her eyes went smoky, soft, a shudder going through her, her nipples hardening visibly as she felt my penetration.

"Yes!" she hissed. "Oh, fuck, yes!"

"Feel good?"

"You know it does! You?"

"Absolutely, sweetheart. It feels wonderful to me, feeling my prick in your lovely pussy."

Tammy snorted. "Lovely? You're kidding! I used a mirror to look at myself, and lovely isn't the word I would choose."

I grinned at her, and pushed in harder. Tammy moaned, and squeezed down on me. Hey! Fast learner! "It is lovely, to me. Takes a man to appreciate its beauty." I laughed. "Or a lesbian."

Tammy giggled. "Well, I don't want a lesbian lover, and as you're the only man I want anywhere near my pussy, thank you, Bill, thank you very much." She arched her brow. "Now, concentrate!"

"Yes, ma'am!"

And concentrate, I did, using everything Jane had taught me about pleasing a woman to bring Tammy slowly to climax, a climax that had her clamping down on me, milking me, triggering my own climax, so that my hips were thrusting me into Tammy even as she shuddered through her own climax.

As we calmed, breathing slowing to something less than gasping, Tammy blew me a kiss. I grinned.

"Enjoy that?"

"You know I did. You made sure of it."

"I tried."

"You succeeded." She giggled. "I can feel you slipping out." Her gaze moved beyond me, and she smiled. "Hi, Mom. Been watching long?"

"Only for the last few seconds, baby." I glanced over my shoulder to see Jane in the doorway, bare-breasted, but with a sarong draped around her hips. She grinned at us. "Take a shower, the two of you. Breakfast will be ready when you're done, okay?"

"Okay, Mom. Come on, Bill, you can wash my back."

I followed Tammy to the shower, admiring the neat tick-tock of her butt as she moved. I had the feeling that before Tammy went back to college, I was liable to be exhausted, but I also had the feeling that my future was looking good. I had a job, I had a girl, and when Tammy was away at college, I had Jane.

Laughing, I goosed Tammy. She jumped, and spun on me, laughing.

"What was that for?"

"Just for fun." I grinned. "You make me feel good, sweetheart."

Her own grin matched mine, and when she spoke I knew it was a promise.

"Buddy, we've only just started!"

*

Sorry it's taken so long to get this done. A mere one year, four months and two weeks! It's not that I didn't want to write it, it's just that degree studies and tutor work got in the way. I think there's another part I need to write, and wrap up the loose ends. Hopefully, it won't take so long this time.