Indecisively

Still unsure how to respond, I inched closer to my girlfriend’s bountiful behind, the sight of it resting on my Mom’s lap normalized within seconds. Whether the pheromones or my own kinks were the reason, I still don’t know.

But one thing I knew in this very moment: Every step, every breath, every blink would ultimately forge my future.

With gentleness befitting my first-time self, I planted my sweaty hands on the drenched globes of Amber’s ass, weighing them up and down as I enjoyed the familiar, albeit usually drier, sensation. Her flesh was soft and kneadable alike, the firmness hidden beyond layers of tantalizing fat, a monument of past athletic days.

I unbuttoned my belt and slid down my trousers, the denim falling into a mysterious puddle of goo, my feet trudging through it, my mind focused on one single thing, bellowing at my body to obey and plow.

Already rock-hard, I aligned my cock with her asshole, only faking to penetrate the still virgin hole, rather sliding my dick up and down the crack between those soft pillows.

From behind, I grabbed her expansive left tit, fondling it roughly, my right hand still busy guiding my manageable cock. I glanced upwards just to meet my Mom’s piercing green eyes, their gaze imprisoning me.

Still, I fucked the crevice like there was no tomorrow, but the utopian moment was destroyed once …