Jake headed upstairs

I finished what was left of my glass of wine and cleaned up after Mom and me. My head was filled with possibilities, and I headed upstairs to see what mischief I could get up to.

I headed straight to my room, doing my usual routine of stripping naked and activating my powers. I nipped out into the corridor, now invisible and headed towards Amy’s room.

Her door was shut firmly, and I didn’t want to risk waking her and having her thinking the house was haunted. Instead, I continued down the hallway towards my mom’s room. Her door was slightly open, and, before trying to open it further, I decided to turn off the hallway light so that it did not shine in and reveal my invasion.

With the light out, although it was hard to see, I knew that I could open my mom’s door without her seeing that it had been opened. I pushed gently against the wood, feeling the door move slightly with each subtle push until I was able to sneak in and shut it behind me.

Her room was dark and the only illumination was the light coming through her thin curtains from the streetlight outside. I stood there, blinking, for what felt like an eternity before my eyes became accustomed to the darkness. I was pleased and excited to see that she had stripped naked and was flat out on the bed. The pill packets on her nightstand, one for Reclipsen and another for Ambien, told me that she would be flat out until her alarm in the morning.

I felt like I should have given her a lecture for mixing **** with sleeping pills, but, considering what was on my mind, I didn’t feel like ruining my own fun. Instead, I stood over her, admiring her bare ass as she slept on her front.

My cock was throbbing so hard that it almost hurt, and I gently began stroking her back with my left hand, letting my right one stroke my hard cock. I groped her ass, gently moving my hand to in between her legs as my excitement grew.

My mom’s pussy was trimmed but not shaven, and the heat of it on my hand as I probed it delicately with my fingers turned me on even more. She didn’t stir, instead, she spread her legs wider as she continued snoring, responding to my touch even whilst she slept.

I brought my hand away and sucked on my finger, tasting her and getting it ready to thrust deeper inside her tight, waiting pussy. It tasted amazing and slightly salty, and I stood there wishing she would roll over so that I could taste it from the source. She was flat out though, and other than spreading her legs to let me in deeper, could not be convinced to move any further.

I ran my damp finger up her slit, feeling her starting to moisten as I began rubbing her swollen clit.

“Mmmmf,” she moaned gently in between snores.

I kept rubbing, using my other hand to stick two fingers deep into her damp crease. Her right leg came up higher, cocking at the knee and turning her slightly onto her side. Her massive tits were now partially free, and I bent low to suck on the hard nipple that now rested just above her arm.

Her snores deepened and I began to feel confident that I could take this further. I think I had decided then what I was going to do. Mom would be my first, I was going to take her and there was nothing she could do about it. The feeling of power was potent, and my already throbbing cock positively quaked in anticipation.

I climbed onto the bed behind her, mounting her and thrusting my aching shaft between her ass cheeks. She moaned lightly but kept snoring.

I spat on my hand and slathered it on my cock, making it slick with my spit. Then I guided it to her waiting hole, gently parting her lips and edging my tip inside. It felt amazing, and her slick slit parted to let me in deeper and deeper until I was hilted in her mound.

I grinned as the feeling washed over me, I was fucking my own mom! I thrust gently, experimenting with what I could get away with. Her soaking pussy gripped my cock as I slid in and out, first slowly, but as the moment took over me, I began thrusting deeper and harder.

“Mmm, right there, yes…. yes” she mumbled gently, her eyes staying closed as I began fucking her harder and harder. Her snores continued, and I felt confident that I could do almost anything I wanted without fear of her waking.

I felt her pussy constrict tightly around my shaft and I knew I had made her cum in her sleep. Her juices dripped down my member with each thrust as I got closer and closer to my own climax.

I grunted as my own intense orgasm washed over me and I felt rope after rope of hot cum spurt out of my cock and into her hungry pussy. She continued snoring as I grinned to myself.

I gently dismounted, sliding my slick cock out of her greedy little hole and grabbing some tissues out of the box on her bedside.

I cleaned myself first, then, gently, I mopped up the excess cum that was now dripping out of her used slit. It wasn’t a perfect clean up job, but, I knew, she would never suspect that I would ever **** her in this way.

I smiled as I snuck out of her room and back into my own, knowing full well that I would return to fill her tight cunt with more spunk the next time she chose to mix **** with her pills.

I’m not going to lie to you, I felt absolutely no guilt, and still don’t. What she doesn’t know can’t hurt her. I jumped between the sheets in my own bed and slept the sleep of the truly contented.