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 Fitting Punishment Two

   The following day started slowly, I stayed in my room, unsure of how to
deal with my Mother.  Later my Aunt arrived and took my Mother shopping,
for a formal, black, funeral dress, I for the most of the day I went out on
my bike, and stayed out till late afternoon.

   On my return home, I found we had several visitors, including Pastor
Davies and his wife.  Pastor Davies was sat opposite my Mother, the poor
man did not know where to look, the reason being my Mother had purchased a
black round neck top, which had become virtually a second skin, as it
stretched over her well formed Tits.  Her nipples were extended beyond
belief, perhaps the material her top was made from, was agitating her tits,
or maybe her heightened emotional state.  I noticed Mrs Davies, eyeing my
Mother, if only I could not read the thoughts going through her head.  Mrs
Davies, was built like a battleship, me and the other boys used to marvel
how she stood upright because her tits were huge, it was as though the god
of tits had stuck two large balloons on her front, Mrs Davies had a thing
for cuddling the younger boys to her tits, though it was suffocating, I did
use to love it.  I suppose that now I am slightly older, she thinks it may
appear sexual, or something because she has not pulled me into close
contact with her udders for ages.  But of course today is the exception as
we are in mourning of my Fathers passing.  When she found me sitting in the
dinning room, she came in and bending slightly smothered me with her giant
tits, my cock immediately sprung up, and as we broke free I saw her looking
at the tent in my jeans, finding me watching her she smiled for a second
and then was gone.

   Once Mother and I had the house to ourselves, Mother meekly came up to
me and said, "I am ready dear."

   I nodded and Mother led the way to the dinning room, she removed Fathers
chair from the head of the table, and prepared to lift her skirt.  I moved
around behind and yelled.  "Stop." Mother was wearing tights, the tan
material covered her white lacy knickers.

   "Mother never, ever, present yourself to me." "Wearing Tights, stockings
yes, bare legs yes, but never ever tights."

   "I a going to leave you, briefly." "While I am gone remove those
horrible tights, and take off your top." "Remove your bra, and replace your
top."

   I exited the dinning room and made myself a coffee, returning cup in
hand to the dinning room, a very pleasing sight met my tired eyes.  My
Mother immediately bent forward, and inched up her skirt ready to be
punished.  The thin material of her newly purchased top covered her well
formed tits perfectly, they swayed beneath her perfectly encased in the
black material.  My cock which had been hard, on and off all day was now
like an iron bar.  I sat in Fathers discarded chair behind her and enjoyed
my coffee but especially the view of my Mothers ass.  I tapped each of her
feet in turn and each time she spread her feet further apart.  My view now
took in her pussy lips, clearly outlined through her white lacy knickers. I
opened the zip of my trousers, to make my cock more comfortable, and looked
at my wonderful Mother displaying her cunt for me.

   Before I was ready to smack her I wanted to have a better view of her
tits.

   "Mother before I punish you I want you to lie full length on the table."

   Confused my Mother clambered first onto her chair then onto the table,
and laid back, her hands folded across her stomach.  placing my hands in
her arm pits I pulled body towards me until her head just came off the edge
of the table.  I sat down to enjoy my coffee.  I now had a wonderful view.
Mothers position caused her back to arch slightly, pushing her chest
upwards, thrusting her tits skywards, what a wonderful view.

   It was only then that I realized that Mother was looking at my cock that
was now tucked safely back in my trousers.  I could not help myself, I
unzipped my fly and pulled my hard cock out and with my Mother watching I
slowly stroked myself looking at the wonderful sight before me.

   I had to cum, I stood up, and moved towards my Mother, gripping my cock
firmly in my fist, I moved my cock closer to her mouth, my Mother framed
her mouth in the shape of an "O," expecting me to push my iron hard cock
down her throat.

   But I knew I had to remain in control, after all my father was still
warm.  I traced the outline of her lips with my purple headed cock and
unable to hold back I started to cum, my milky seed splashed onto her face
and neck.  Without asking Mother rubbed my seed into her skin.

   The joy that overtook me was so great I almost cried, I lent in and my
lips found my Mothers and we enjoyed our first incestuous kiss, my tougue
played with hers.  Breaking off I moved to the bottom of the table and
pulled her the whole length of the table and into my arms.

   Immediately her arms encircled my neck, her mouth sought mine and we
kissed again, breaking off.  I motioned her to the end of the table,
automatically she bent forwards for the third time lifting her skirt in one
fluid motion as her body eased forwards her hands braced her body ready.  I
crashed my hand down onto her lovely ass.

   end of part two...................................