His face appeared. Then the door opened slightly and Tommy was in the doorway. He stared at me.
“Why the bra?” he asked. “Just because Dad’s home I don’t get to see your tits?”
After a pause, I said, “After yesterday I thought you’d seen enough.”
“Never,” he replied. “C’mon. One more time.”
“Not now.”
Tommy entered the room. “Yes, now. We’re alone.”
I glanced quickly to make sure the shades were pulled on the windows, especially the one looking out the back.
“Really, Tommy. I don’t think…”
He walked behind me. I felt his hands on my skin just before the hook of the bra was released. I instinctively reached up to hold it in place, but his hands came around and, with considerable force, pushed my hands and the bra above my breasts.
“Drop it,” he said emphatically.
I threw it on the bed as Tommy began to fondle me. I could feel his cock push against my ass and begin to harden. He rolled my nipples roughly.
“Tommy, stop it!”
“Are you getting wet, Mom?”
I tried to pull away, but it was useless. His bear hug only got tighter.
“Yesterday was nice,” he said. “But I think you want more, don’t you?”
“Let go of me,” I said with gritted teeth.
“Feel how hard I’m getting. Just think how good it would feel.”
With one hand still on my tit, Tommy’s other hand sank down to my shorts and easily slid inside the front. He stopped at my clit.
“We have half an hour,” Tommy said calmly. “And you know it.”
He rubbed my clit and I gasped.
“Take off your shorts,” he demanded.
“No. Not now. Not here.”
“Get naked, Mom. Do it…fast.”
I was nearly in tears as I opened my shorts. I pushed them down when Tommy removed his hand.
“Now the panties,” he said.
Free of his grasp, I wanted to run; hide; anything to escape him. Yet my body screamed out for him. My pussy begged for his cock.
I took off my panties.
His body was touching mine again. His hand was on my damp, warm pussy. He whispered in my ear, “Bend over and lean on the bed.”
I refused to look back at him. I couldn’t run. I couldn’t resist. My mind was so filled with contrasting emotions it was worthless. I reached for the baseboard of the bed…and bent over.
I heard Tommy’s zipper.
“Spread your legs.”
I obeyed and felt his hands on the cheeks of my ass. I remember hearing the steady roar of the mower’s engine just as Tommy’s cock touched my pussy. I closed my eyes and seconds turned into hours.
I honestly can’t tell you how long he stood there. Perhaps five seconds. Long enough for him to reach under and take one of my tits in his hand. It seemed like all night to me.
Then the head of his cock spread my pussy apart. I held my breath as he pushed harder. I exhaled a groan as the full width of his thick cock entered me. Without warning, Tommy drove his cock into me until our bodies met with a smack.
“Ahhhhhh fuck,” I howled unconsciously. “Tommy!”
“Hang on, Mom. Just cum like you did last night.”
With that, he began fucking me with a steady, unrelenting series of strokes that made me wetter and wetter. The bed shook as he rammed his cock into me and I eagerly took in every inch. My refusal to believe what was happening was overwhelmed by my need to cum.