Mark had heard her soft moan and felt the way her body had seemed to melt against his. It scared him. He hadn’t expected her to react the way she had. Swiftly he ran to his room, put on some clothes, and in less than five minutes he was pulling away from the house with no particular destination in mind. All he knew was he had to get away from there before his body betrayed him. Before he did something that he couldn’t take back.
Lauren heard the front door close, and Mark’s truck roar off. She was surprised he hadn’t told her where he was going. She made her way to the table and sat heavily into her chair, her mind going a mile a minute with questions that she had no idea how to answer. The biggest one was would she have stopped things from getting out of hand if her son had continued. Fear clutched at her heart as she realized that she didn’t know the answer to that.
He drove around aimlessly for a spell before finding himself outside Amy’s place. Normally he never came over on Saturdays, preferring to spend that day with his mom. But here he was, confused, and quite horny.
Amy answered the door in just her robe since she’d just gotten out of the shower. She was a little surprised to see Mark standing there but beckoned him in when she noticed the troubled look on his face.
“Something wrong baby?” she asked after shutting the door.
Mark eyed her up and down for several seconds before saying, “I’ll tell you in a little while, but if you’re up for it I’d love to fuck the shit out of you first.”
“When have you known me not to be up for that?” she replied, her lips stretched into a huge smile.
An hour later she still had that smile as she lay on her stomach, her legs spread apart revealing her gaping pussy as cum oozed from it. Her large, rounded buttocks were red from Mark savagely slamming his hips into them, as well as a few well-placed slaps. Turning her head she saw him lying next to her staring at the ceiling.
“Well, someone was pretty enthusiastic there. Mind telling me what brought that on,” she inquired, pulling her legs together and turning on her side to face him.
Mark’s bottom lip quivered briefly before he told her everything that had happened. He told her about seeing his mother nearly naked, not once, but twice. He also told her about kissing her on the neck and how she had responded. He also confessed to having lewd dreams about her that he found both disgusting and highly erotic at the same time. When he finally finished blurting out his story he lay there breathless, and to both their astonishment, fully erect once more.
Amy reached over and squeezed his cock.
“Did you enjoy how she reacted to your touch?” she asked as her hand slid up and down on his pulsating shaft.
“Honestly, yes. And that’s what scares me, because I’m not sure if I could stop myself from doing something that could ruin our relationship forever,” he told her, the pleasure in his cock building.
“What made you kiss her neck in the first place?” she inquired, increasing the speed of her stroking hand.