With her husband, Mandy would never have been willing to tolerate the mauling for so long, but she accepted it with Mark as it now seemed essential to a mother and son routine, and it pleased her to see his happy face as he freely handled what had once been strictly off limits.
“Let’s go to bed. It’s late and you have school tomorrow,” said Mandy, pulling her top back down.
They turned out the lights and Mark eagerly followed his mom up the stairs. Mark took no time at all to get ready for bed and within minutes was lying on his dad’s usual side of the bed waiting for his mom. He twiddled his thumbs anxiously as he heard the sounds of Mandy busy in the bathroom through the crack of the open door.
“Hurry up, Mom,” Mark whispered to himself wanting his first night with his mom to begin with no further delay.
All afternoon and into the evening, Mark had been getting progressively more excited as the hour drew nearer. Having his mom help him come was one thing, but with the change in the sleeping arrangements, he now felt like his mom now belonged to him. His full possession of her seemed to him like the natural conclusion of what they had started at the academy. That stunning, curvy mommy body would be his to play with all night if he wanted.
Pre-SAMBA, Mark had always known his mother was an attractive woman and had many times tried to imagine what she was like naked. The reality had turned out way better than anything his fevered teenage brain could have dreamt up. It had also turned everything he knew about women on its head.
Until his mother’s body was unveiled in all its glory to him, his perception of what women were all about came from the porn that he had seen. He had quickly learned that true sexiness was not an anonymous girl screwing for money, but something much closer to home. Once he had sampled the delights of mommy mouth, pussy and ass, he was hooked. Mark couldn’t ever get enough of her and would be forever grateful to the academy and Dr Dearlove for revealing to him how women his mom’s age are at the peak of desirability. And what girl out there would ever want to please him like his own mom?
Mark heard his mom brushing her teeth and the anticipation built up for him unbearably. He had only last night filled Mrs Nielsen’s mouth to overflow with his sperm, but that was now almost forgotten. Now after all those lonely teen years, he was getting what he was owed. He’d be able to enjoy the delights of his mom’s body nearly every night.
The bathroom light clicked off and Mandy emerged naked from the bathroom. Mark felt like his heart skipped a beat as he saw her there, her tanned curves illuminated by the soft light of the bedside lamp. Her voluptuous body and mane of long, dark hair, seemed to Mark almost designed to make a male’s juices flow at the very sight of her.
Mandy was aware of her son’s intense gaze and she revelled in it, for there was nothing quite like the passionate desire of a teen boy. She paused a moment, hand on hip, unashamed as she stood with jutting breasts and parted thighs. Being the object of such lust made her feel more feminine than ever before. That her son would choose her over some young schoolgirl gave her confidence she had never had during all her adult life. It wasn’t only Mark; Steve, Scott and the twins all hungered for her body. Since joining SAMBA, she had ceased to be invisible to males and now had a value she never had as a simple housewife.
Mandy smiled at her son, and slipping between the clean, crisp sheets, joined him in the bed.
“What took you so long?” said Mark.
“Oh, Mark!” laughed Mandy. “You’ve got me all night now. What’s the rush? Your dad is in the other room asleep, and we won’t be disturbed now.”
“You don’t know how much I’ve looked forward to this, Mom. Dad can’t keep you to himself anymore.”
“Of course, I know what this means to you. Don’t forget, I’ve wanted this too, ever since Dr Dearlove opened my mind to how things should be at home. I’ll always make sure you get everything you need. Which reminds me, Dr Dearlove suggested that I leave the door unlocked in the bathroom now. You don’t have to ask if you want to come in. I can see now that it wasn’t fair of me to keep you out sometimes.”
“That’s good, Mom. Being there with you is something I have that nobody else does. And you look so beautiful sitting there…doing your thing.”
Mark rolled closer to his mom, reaching out with a slightly shaking hand, he ran it down her ribcage, from the side of one breast, down her waist, and over her hip to her thigh. Even after so many times near her body, and so many times inside it, Mark was still in awe.
Despite the many times her son had come on her, or in her, she was touched by these moments when he seemed almost shy. Fucking her had given him an outwards confidence, which she knew was good for him, but underneath he was still her sweet young man, who like any other, got super excited when playing with boobs and butts.
Mark edged even closer, now holding his mom gently around the waist and pulling her towards him. He leaned in, nuzzling against and between her boobs.
“What did Dad say to you earlier after our talk?” enquired Mandy, curious to know what had gone on during the father and son chat.
“Dad said that he was sorry for saying I was too old to sleep with you and that he fully supports us. He also told me to be careful not to stare at your body and if I got excited in any way then to remind myself that you are my mom.”
“And are you excited?” asked Mandy, though she already knew the answer.
“Of course, I am, Mom! You’re the hottest woman on the planet. Dad’s stupid, because reminding myself you’re my mom just makes me stiffer than ever!”
Mark was now pressed up to his mother and Mandy could feel his erection prodding her on one side.
“I think your dad sees me as some kind of problem for you, doesn’t he? He doesn’t realize I’m the solution,” said Mandy, grasping the boy’s stiff penis in her hand. She rubbed gently up and down the shaft, watching Mark’s reaction keenly.
Mark groaned, his eyelids fluttering and he stretched out beside his mom, giving himself up entirely to her caresses.
“Just think how it’s going to be from now on Mark,” said Mandy as her other hand went to her son’s balls. “If you wake up from a bad dream, I’m going to be right here, my boobs ready for you.”
“Yes!” exclaimed Mark as Mandy pulled the soft skin back and forth on his hard cock.
“The night before, or after, a stressful day you can mount me and pound my pussy, getting all that sticky sperm out to ease your tension.”
“Oh…yes,” Mark almost sobbed, writhing under the influence of his mom’s skilful hand.
“Maybe you’ll wake up in the morning and want to play with mommy’s butt.”
“My god, yes!” Mark’s voice broke with his rising passion.
“Or perhaps I’ll choose to wake you up with a blow-job!”
Mandy’s hand flew up and down her son’s long cock, pulling his foreskin back with every stroke. She watched excitedly as his whole body went rigid, his head held back, mouth open in a soundless cry.
“C’mon, shoot, Mark! Come for me!”
“Uh…Mommmmmm” Mark whimpered, his face looking almost pained.
The boy’s midsection rose from the mattress and time stood still for a moment, for both mother and son. Then Mandy felt Mark’s impossibly stiff shaft throb in her hand. To her delight, hot semen sprayed from the swollen head of his penis, most of the droplets falling on Mark’s belly and chest. Mandy slowed her fist down to a gentle tugging to coax out the last of her son’s emission.
“Wow, it’s all over you, honey! And my hand and the sheets are all wet and sticky,” giggled Mandy, while lifting her hand to examine it more closely.
The thin sheen of Mark’s cum covered her fingers. Mandy studied her hand for a moment, always fascinated at seeing and feeling Mark’s plentiful semen on her skin, and as a direct result of her efforts. Bringing her fingers to her lips, she licked it all off, taking each finger into her mouth in turn. She then pulled the covers back from Mark, exposing his upper half.
“I only changed the sheets earlier today. Luckily, it’s mostly on you,” said Mandy as she cast her eyes over her son’s torso.
Mandy turned over onto her knees and bent down towards the boy. The strong and pungent odour of teen cum filled her nostrils. It was a scent she had become intimately familiar with over the last months, and one that she no longer wrinkled her nose at. Finding the largest pool of semen on his belly, she puckered her lips and sucked the fluid up noisily. Pulling back and looking about she found a few smaller blobs and these too were slurped up and swallowed with the same efficiency as a mom would have approached any other cleaning task in the home.
“There we go. We won’t be sleeping in it now. I was surprised that you still had so much after a weekend with Mrs Nielsen. Didn’t you come lots with her?” said Mandy as she once again covered her son, and cuddled up beside him.
“I did, Mom. But I can’t help it with you. You know that.”
Mandy felt a lump form in her throat, hearing how she still had such a powerful effect on her son. She also noticed that Mark was sounding very drowsy and that he was struggling to keep his eyes open.
“It’s nice to know I’m still doing a good job,” said Mandy as she leaned to one side and turned off the bedside lamp, plunging the pair into darkness. “Here, let me put my arm around you and you can snuggle up to Mommy.”
Mark accepted gratefully and with his remaining strength lifted his head and shoulders enough for his mom to curl a loving arm about him. He rested his face against her neck, draping one arm and one leg over her. Mark sighed deeply, never before having known such contentment. Finally, after months of waiting he’d been able to shoot his cum at the hands of his dear mother, knowing he could now go to sleep in her embrace and her bed.
“Did you get all my cum, Mom?” Mark mumbled; his lids too heavy to lift.
“Yes, honey. It’s all in mommy’s tummy now.”
Mark yawned and within seconds he was asleep.
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