Chapter 13
Mark stood and took my hand, drawing me to my feet. He took me into the middle of the living room, putting on some smooth jazz on his phone and pulling me into his arms. We slow danced, swaying as we held one another. The comfort of a man being in control and leading me in the dance was welcome, and I melted against him, loving the way he responded to my body pressed against his.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered in my hair, “So kind, smart, and incredible… I don’t know what all of this is, or if it will last. But I want to say thank you… these last few days have been the happiest of my life.”
“Mine too,” I said, tilting my head up and gazing into his incredible eyes.
“Really?” he asked, gaze searching mine.
“Really,” I said, and biting my bottom lip, I slipped my hand down to grip his firm tush, grinning as he yelped in surprise, “It’s not over yet, mister.”
He grinned and swept me up into his arms, lips crushing mine. He could have taken me right there, I was ready for my gorgeous young son to mount and claim me right then, my body aching for it. But he took his time, hands exploring my body above and below the skirt, grinning in surprised pleasure when he saw I was wearing stockings and a garter.
Then he led the way upstairs, and we took halting stumbling steps, unable to keep our hands and lips off one another. I worked his sweater over his head on the stairs, unlacing his tie and pulling it off, even as he undid the zipper of my dress.
I was just beginning to remove his shirt when he gripped my ass, and then taking my dress and pulling it up over my head. He wasn’t done there, pressing me back into my bedroom. I felt the reality of what was happening hit home, and my pussy ached even as wicked shame swept through me.
Mark lay me down on the bed, standing over me and looking down like a starving man contemplating a feast. Grinning under the attention, I lifted one leg and cupped a massive breast in one hand, letting the other slide down my thigh to brush my wet panties.
Mark bent over me with a growl of desire, gathering my tits together and burying his face between them, causing me to laugh as he tickled the sensitive flesh. I was moaning as he pulled first, one big nipple to his lips and then the other, sucking gently and teasing them with his tongue.
“Oh god,” I moaned when he began kissing his way down my stomach.
Closing my eyes as pleasure swept through me, I stifled a gasp as I felt first, his breath, then his gentle tongue, slide down my outer lips. Biting the inside of my lip to keep from screaming my son’s name, I felt him tease my pussy with tongue and fingers.
He licked gently around my firm nubbin and then deep into my pussy, tasting my wetness. As his tongue slid up and around my clit in little circles, he sipped a finger in and let it graze the rough little patch of my g-spot, driving me to further heights of pleasure. Reaching down with one hand, I let my fingers play in his hair as he ate me out.
In no time at all, I was climbing the heights of pleasure, my thighs clamping down on the sides of Mark’s head as wave after wave of spikey pleasure reached from fingertips to toes. I was aware of the world for long moments as I caught my breath.
“That was amazing,” I panted and then grunted in surprise as Mark pressed himself atop me, rolling me against his naked form, “Mhmm, I could get used to that.”
“Good,” he said with a white grin, “because I could do it every day.”
“Hmm… now, how should mommy reward you for such wonderful work?” I grinned and bent at the waist, drawing my tits down his body and pressing him onto his back.
“Wrap your tits around it,” he said with fierce desire, “God, I’ve wanted to fuck your tits forever.”
My body trembling with desire as I obeyed his commands. I wrapped my big firm breasts around his cock. The feeling of his steely dick cradled between the sensitive flesh was incredible. Pressing them around it, I let saliva drain out of my mouth and into the crevasse of my cleavage and slowly stroked him, loving the look of absolute pleasure on his face as he watched his cock flash in and out of them.
“Now suck my cock,” he said, in a voice like velvet on steel.
Reaching down and slipping my fingers around the appendage standing up stiff, I moaned in submissive pleasure, kissing him fiercely on the lips before working my way down his muscled stomach quickly, until I could wrap my lips around the beast. Sucking gently, my tongue played along the underside, even letting it slip out of my lips as Mark stared at me in awe.
My breasts swayed with every motion of my body rising and falling, sensitive nipples dragging on his thighs as the velvety soft skin slid between my lips. Last time I’d worshipped my son’s cock, I hadn’t taken time to savor every inch of it. I did now.
Kissing up its might length, licking and teasing each inch, I let myself indulge in his glorious cock. As I worked my way up his shaft, fingers lightly tickling his balls, Mark reached down and grabbed a handful of one breast, causing me to moan in pleasure as he massaged the firm flesh.
“I need you,” Mark said, strain evident in his voice, “now…”
“Oh god, baby,” I whimpered, biting my bottom lips I crawled up his body and let out a yelp of surprise when he flipped me onto my back.
Pressing his lips to mine, I felt the fires of his lust take over, strong hands gripped my thighs, spreading them, and for one frozen moment, he held himself there, cock just barely pressing against my wet lips. Whimpering in need, I gripped his ass, drawing the young man into me.
“OOOooohhh GoooDDDD!” I moaned, feeling parts of my pussy that had never been touched, sliding along his incredible thickness. “So big… oh, Mark… baby… so good…. Mommy is cumming baby…. Fuck!”
He hadn’t even slid half his cock into my aching sex, and my walls began to quiver around him, gushing more juices around his cock as I shuddered beneath him. Mark gasped, hands clutching at me as I felt his body tense.
“Give it to me,” I begged, “All of it… please… I’ve dreamed of this… oh, god!”
“You feel so good…. I never dreamed… fuck, Mom!”
Our lips found one another, tongues dancing together as he sank to the hilt into my pussy, the soft head of his cock, pressing against my cervix and causing my eyes to open wide. Then nature took over, and his hips were sawing between my thighs as he pounded me down into the bed. All skills went, as only need, love, and overwhelming desire took control of us both.
Mark kissed down my neck, gathering a breast in one hand as he gripped my ass and fucked me hard. I was a ragdoll beneath him, a vessel to accept his great lust, eager to be used and sated, knowing I was all he wanted and needed. Gentle hands rand down his back, caressing his scalp and ass, as I coaxed Mark to empty himself within me.
“I’m cumming again,” I said, voice hitching with sharp breaths, “Cum with me… I want to feel you!”
“Oh god, Mom,” Mark moaned, hands clutching at me as his hips lost their rhythm.
My hands found the side of his head, our lips finding one another and kissing in between cries and sighs of pleasure. My orgasm was rushing through me when Mark flooded my depth with blast after blast of cum, I’d never felt anything like it, and it drove me to further heights. The thick seed oozing out and around his cock and sliding down my ass.
We lay for long moments, holding each other, and catching our breaths. As my thoughts grew clear once more, I closed my eyes, savoring the feeling of the greatest orgasm of my life, coupled with the warm comfort of being held.
“That was…” Mark said, his eyes a little wild around the edges as he picked himself up on his elbows and looked down at me, “That was incredible.”
“I hope that wasn’t the end of it,” I said with a crooked grin, flexing my kegel muscles and feeling his cock twitch in response.
Mark grinned, a big silly grin of boyish delight that tickled that soft spot inside me and made me melt. Then he growled and rolled me over onto my stomach. I felt empty inside as his cock left me, but then he was pulling me up by my hips and drawing me back against him. Reaching down, he pressed the log of cock against my aching pussy, and I reached down between my legs with a sigh of pleasure.
Running my fingers up its slick length, I marveled at the length and thickness of it. Savored it for a few seconds before rocking my hips and pressing the fat head into my opening. Mark gripped my hips, pulling me back against him slowly as he thrust into me.
He began with agonizing slowness, his cock sawing in and out of my pussy, and only teasing me further. Turning my head, I saw we were reflected in the mirrored closet doors. The sight of Mark, hair slicked back, slender and muscled, gripping my wide hips as he plowed that monster cock in and out of me, sent a quake of pleasure to my pussy.
“How does it feel to have taken your son’s virginity?” Mark asked, his voice low and sultry.
“No!” I said, shocked as I turned back to look over my shoulder, “You weren’t.” But he nodded, and I could only shake my head. “Mhmm, you’re a natural talent… you’re going to make me cum again, baby… just like that… slow and hard… fuck.”
“You’re so gorgeous,” Mark said, “But when you cum, my cock is going to leave this tight little pussy and go back in that talented mouth of yours.”
“Oh, god!” I moaned, face falling onto the mattress and feeling Mark begin to pound me harder, “Yes, baby, mommy will suck it for you… you fuck me so good… so good… never… fucked… like… this… CUMMING!”
Mark was driving into me with hard powerful thrusts, not fast, but totally in control of my body. When I felt his hand lift my hips and ass, resting beside my shoulders on the mattress and turned my head, seeing him drive into me with whole-body thrusts, I knew this was serious, and my orgasm wasn’t ending anytime soon. Each powerful thrust sent deeper shockwaves of pleasure through me, until I was a weeping mess, drooling from every hole, body practically limp.