Don't forget to get flowers for next Sunday! [2k] (Patreon)

It's late Sunday morning and Kim, a tray full of breakfast delicacies in hand, gently opens her mother's bedroom door and peers inside.  Seeing her mother laying on her stomach, sprawled across the bed and sound asleep, Kim steps inside and gently closes the door.  Save for a thin, satin sheet covering her from the waste down, Ann is completely naked.

Carefully setting the tray down on the bureau, Kim stares at her mother's reflection in the dresser's mirror with a lustful smile.  Ann, mumbling something incoherent, rolls onto her side, the upper curves of her butt cheeks peeking out from beneath the sheets.  Kim unsnaps her capri pants, pushes them over her hips, and lets them fall to her ankles.  Grabbing the bottom of her pink belly shirt, she pulls it up and over her head.  Flinging the shirt aside, Kim reaches down and slides her panties over her thighs, letting them fall to her ankles as well.

Stepping out of the garments, Kim turns and saunters to her mother's bedside, unclasping her bra as she goes.  Reaching the edge of the bed, Kim slips her bra straps off her shoulders and tosses the undergarment across the room.  Lifting the wayward sheet, Kim quietly climbs onto the bed, pulling the bed cover over herself as well.  Spooning with her, Kim presses her breasts into the small of Ann's back while gently wriggling her hips against the back of Ann's thighs.  Wrapping her arm around Ann's waist, Kim reaches up and tenderly cups her breast.

Ann: (muddled, half-asleep) Mmff.  Gimme fif...  Fifteen more minutes, dear.

Kim giggles silently, amused by the fact that Ann assumes that James has crawled into bed with her.  Out of town for some aerospace engineering conference, James isn't due back until later that evening.  Gently sliding her index finger down Ann's abs, circling around her belly button a few times, Kim stops just shy of her racing stripe.

Ann: (groggy, half-giggling) Honey...  Cuh... C'mon...  Five more minutes.

Kim continues her downward advance, circling her finger around Ann's clitoris until she lets out a soft moan.  Running her index finger down one labia, her ring finger down the other, Kim pushes her middle finger into Ann's vajayjay.  Ann visibly shutters as she takes in a long, stuttering inhale.

Ann's eyes pop wide open.  Suddenly realizing who it is, she grabs Kim's arm in protest.

Ann: (stammering in surprise) K... Ki...  Kimmie!?

Kim however, having already foreseen a reaction like this, pushes a second finger deep inside her.  Ann writhes and squirms, half trying to pull away, half fully enjoying herself as Kim slides her fingers past her labia again and again.

Kim: Want me to stop?

Ann: Yeh!  Yehh!  H'ohmygawd!  Nuh!  Nuhh!

Kim: You don't sound very sure of yourself.

Ann: OHMYGAWD!  DON'T' YOU DARE STOP!

Ann let's go of Kim's arm, reaches down and places her fingers atop Kim's.  Forcing Kim's fingers further inside her, Ann writhes and spasms, moaning louder and louder.  With her other hand, Ann suddenly reaches behind Kim.  Digging her fingernails into Kim's butt cheek, Ann's entire body goes rigid as she lets out a long, almost silent squeal of ecstasy.

Kim: (whispering) Happy Mother's Day.

Artwork and story by PhillipThe2! (Thank you, Phil, great job!)

Take care, stay healthy!