When she got like this, everything in the household stopped. She was in her zone and her pussy’s need ruled the family. There weren’t any rules for anyone, except that she had to cum. Over and over and over. For hours, sometimes for a whole weekend. Unless you were there to assist with her playing with herself, just leave her alone. When she came, her sounds filled the house. If you liked the sounds, or loved them, you could watch or listen in her bedroom. If her groans and sighs and her erotic cries when she orgasmed bothered you, go visit one of your friends, … stay overnight. Nothing else mattered. If you got hungry, order pizza. If you needed money, go in her purse. Let her masturbate. Let her do herself until she was satisfied.
When Dad came home from work and discovered she was doing it, he would roll his eyes, laugh, and after a while go check on her in the bedroom. Sometimes she wanted him to fuck her, sometimes she just wanted a dick to suck while she rubbed her cunt or shoved a dildo in and out. Sometimes she just wanted him to go away.
I loved coming home from class and finding her like this. Her bedroom would be thick with the smell of her cunt. I already had a hard-on by the time I tossed my stuff in my room and hurried down the hall to her bedroom door. By now the after-school routine was familiar to us both. I didn’t ask or anything, I didn’t need her permission to unzip and pull my erection out. She would always nod in agreement and smile at me as I pulled my jeans off. Masturbating together was our little mother-son activity. She would stop playing with her clit just long enough to pull me closer as I got on the bed. Then she would kiss and lick my penis and suck it into her mouth a few times, just to make sure I was erect and ready.
After that I never knew what would come next. It was always a sexual adventure. Sometimes she would just lie back on her pillows and continue playing with herself, leaving me to sit on the edge of the bed and jack off while I watched her. Both of us would just slowly build toward her next climax. Often she would treat me the same way she treated Dad. She would be hungry to have a cock in her mouth while she masturbated so she made me fuck her mouth as she jilled. When I had to cum, most of the time I pulled out from between her lips and spurted my jizz on her titties or her stomach; although often she would keep me in her mouth and suck my sperm down her throat. Sometimes my deepest wish would be granted. She would pull me on top of her and guide my penis into her hot, wet pussy. Most often she didn’t even open her eyes to look at me after I was inside her; she just continued whatever fantasy she was in, with her eyes closed as I stroked and thrust into her.