Literotic asexstories – SAMBA Pt. 05 by mantonrichards,mantonrichards
This work is inspired by the stories ‘BTSC’ and ‘Room 209’ by the author ‘klrxo’. Also thrown in are elements of the many mom/son stories I’ve read over the last 25 or so years.
It started out as my own spin on the above stories, but soon took on a life of its own. Too big for one single story, so split over a series.
It should be obvious, but this story isn’t a stand-alone. Please read the other parts before this one.
Part 5 continues the adventures of Mark, Mandy and other characters. Mandy demands changes at home and Claire gets an offer from her friend.
*****
Saturday morning started with Mandy being woken by her husband’s roving hands.
“Wake up, Mandy,” Dan whispered. “No work today. You know what that means?”
“Ugh, what is it, honey?” grumbled Mandy.
Dan didn’t answer and began kissing her up her back and neck, nuzzling about her ears. Mandy knew what Dan wanted, of course, but her thoughts weren’t really with her husband.
No, instead she was a little sad not to be woken up by her son in his usual way, which was to latch onto one of her titties and suck hard. She had found that boob time was one of the most powerful ways of bonding with Mark and was always part of their morning ritual if possible.
Then Mandy recalled that she had an important task to accomplish today, and for that, she needed Dan to be in the best possible mood. A rare show of intimacy with her husband was called for, though this would be purely functional and without the emotional satisfaction that she had become accustomed to with Mark.
Mandy removed the plug that she still often slept with up her butt, knelt in the middle of the bed, and asked her husband to get the KY. Dan couldn’t move fast enough and within five minutes was bellowing like a wounded animal as he shot his cum into his wife’s ass.
Not long later they were both downstairs in the kitchen having their breakfast. Dan was still grinning like he had won the lottery, which for him was not far from the truth as he had for the second time in his life enjoyed his wife’s rear end.
“Dan, I need to talk to you about Mark,” began Mandy.
“Oh?” said Dan, raising an eyebrow.
“I think we’ve both been impressed with his progress over the last few months, haven’t we?”
“Yeah, he’s doing well. He’s so little trouble I barely notice him recently.”
“He is doing well. But we aren’t in the clear yet. And for Mark, it’s not merely enough to do well, is it? We want him to excel. Do you agree?”
“Of course, Mandy. Are you saying we should be doing more for him?”
“Precisely. The SAMBA programme has got us this far. Dr Dearlove has sent me some further material I want you to look at. Here, read this,” said Mandy, handing Dan her tablet which had Serena Dearlove’s documents open on it.
Dan read in silence for a few minutes, a slight frown forming.
“Co-Sleeping for Mothers and Sons? Isn’t Mark a little old for sleeping with his mom?” asked Dan.
“Absolutely not. You know he still has some anxiety about school? Well, being with me on school nights is going to reduce that.”
“I don’t know…” Dan trailed off, looking confused.
“I thought that we were together on this?” said Mandy.
“We are, honey. It’s just an unusual step, that’s all.”
“You’ve seen Dr Dearlove’s credentials. The data in her research is quite clear. I don’t see what the problem is.”
“I’m not arguing with you, Mandy,” said Dan, now feeling on the defensive.
“Good, because I do a lot for you, such as what I let you do this morning. We have to be a team on this. Besides, you get so little rest as it is during the week. Having a room to yourself will help you get a good night’s sleep.”
“I guess…”
“Here’s what I propose,” said Mandy. “Sunday night through Thursday night, Mark is with me in our room. You sleep in the guest room. Then Friday and Saturday you are back with me.”
“I suppose…but what if he sees you naked or something?”
“Oh, for god’s sake, Dan. Let’s not give him a phobia about naked women. It’s all perfectly natural. So, what if he sees a bit of boob? I hope you’re not trying to find excuses not to make this work?”
“Of course not!” exclaimed Dan, holding up his hands.
“Good. It’s settled then. Honey, you are doing the right thing. Mark is going to feel so much better!” said Mandy, hugging and kissing her husband.
She couldn’t wait to tell Mark the good news when he came home tomorrow. It would also be their first night sleeping together, with Mark finally getting his fair share of the marital bed. The more Mandy thought about it, the more ridiculous it seemed that sons were excluded when they had such specific needs. She knew that one day, Dan would see the sense in it too, once he understood what it was all about. For now, it was better to bring him into the programme slowly so that he could adjust to the new reality of their family life.
*****
Chrissy and the two boys woke up in a tent that reeked of body odour and sex. Before they even had breakfast, Chrissy insisted that the two boys go to the river to wash, despite their protests that the water would be too cold.
She laughed from the bank as they splashed around with chattering teeth. Even more amusing to her were the shrivelled cock and balls of the two boys that she spied between their legs, that only the night before had stretched her so when up her butt.
After, while the boys frantically towelled themselves dry, Chrissy went for a dip herself. She enjoyed the shock of the water on her pussy and asshole, making both feel once again fresh and tight, while her nipples hardened like the small pebbles underfoot.
The three spent the day hiking, the young men always competing for her attention, trying to impress her or catch her eye. They also spent as much time admiring Chrissy’s round ass in her tight shorts as they did the scenery. It made Chrissy laugh, for they were on a nature trail, and what could be more natural than a pair of horny boys trying to catch a glimpse of some cotton wedged up the ass-crack of a middle-aged mom. She teased the pair with frequent stops to stoop and pretend to do up the laces on her boots. The material being pulled taut across her full backside made the eyes almost pop from the boy’s heads, and gave them throbbing erections with the memory of what they had done with it the previous night.
They stopped to snack on a rocky outcrop at the summit of one of the hills. For a change, Steve and Mark also appreciated the view beyond Chrissy, for it was a clear and bright day and they could see for miles, with their campsite itself just visible far below.
Although everything would probably change rapidly when they all returned to their camp, Chrissy was just pleased to be enjoying what was otherwise a normal day out with two young men, as any family would do. She knew sex was the most powerful motivator for these teens, but getting them away from video games and exercising in clean country air was also good for them. A healthy boy was a balanced one and after all, a mom couldn’t spend every waking hour making her son or his friends come, much as she may like to.
When they returned to their camp late in the afternoon Chrissy sensed their need for her and what only a mom could provide. Each boy in turn took her alone to the tent, spat on her anus, and fucked her round motherly ass slowly and lovingly until, with cries of delight, they once more flooded her rectum with their hot seed.
The lack of a proper lube made for harder work for the boys as they thrust in and out of her tight hole, though it was nonetheless enjoyable for all involved, and left Chrissy with a reddened and tingling sphincter. She had enjoyed diddling her clit throughout, taking her mind off of any small discomfort. Since it was her fault for leaving the lubricant at home, she could hardly complain, and so took her humping like a good mom should. Feeling those hard dicks flex and pump inside her made it all worthwhile.
Later, after dinner when Steve and Mark became horny once more, Chrissy had to beg them not to bang her up her shit-chute again that day.
“Please boys, even I have my limits!” the busty mom protested. “I still feel like I got the two of you lodged up there right now!”
She ignored their pleas and obvious disappointment. Instead, kneeling before them on the floor of the tent, Chrissy gave each boy’s cock and balls a thorough tongue bath, before sucking the sperm from them and down her throat.
For Mark, seeing Chrissy’s throat work as she swallowed his load was almost a sacred moment, for here was the ultimate proof that he was accepted by her.
“Thank you, Mrs Nielsen,” said Mark as his knob slipped from between her lips, leaving a sticky trail across her chin
“You don’t need to thank me,” said Chrissy, smacking her lips. “It’s no trouble at all. It’s much better this way than to have you poor babies jerking off into a tissue all alone in your room at home.”
Mark couldn’t agree more. He thought of Scott at that moment, suddenly understanding how much the other boy had needed his mom the other week, while his own was away. Any remaining jealousy melted away as he realized that by clubbing together the SAMBA moms were ensuring that no boy was left behind.
Chrissy was just as diligent after Steve and Mark had both come, cleaning behind the rim and under the foreskin, so each boy went to sleep that night with a clean prick, and more importantly, feeling cherished by a beautiful mom. Chrissy instinctively understood that it was more than just the physical coupling that the boys required, they needed a maternal figure who would do anything for them without question, and care for them intimately in every conceivable way.
*****
Chrissy and Steve dropped Mark back home late on Sunday afternoon. They were keen to get home and so didn’t stay long, just enough for Mandy to hug and kiss each of them before they departed.
Mandy helped her son carry his things inside, noting that while he looked in need of a good wash and smelt of a campfire, he was as handsome as ever and had even caught some sun on his usually pale face.
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