While Mark was mulling over his dilemma Lauren lay naked on her bed, legs spread, the fingers of her right-hand dancing lightly over her stiff clit. Rarely did she masturbate, but her son’s hand touching her breast had awoken the urge. Slowly she let one finger slide between her wet folds and sink knuckle deep into her heat.
“OH God! Mark!” she hollered as a second finger joined the first.
Mark couldn’t help but hear her. Thinking she was calling out for help he rushed to her room completely oblivious to his own nakedness. Once he reached her door he pushed it open the rest of the way and was greeted by the most erotic sight he had ever seen. His mother lay there spread-eagled, head back, eyes tightly shut with one hand mauling her tits while the other stuffed two fingers deep into her cunt. The sound of her wetness filled the room as the glow from the bedside lamp left nothing to the imagination. Before he knew what he was doing he found himself at the foot of her bed savoring the sight of her fingers parting her hairy slit. Primal urges sprang up causing him to lose all rational thought. Slowly he placed his knees on the bed and proceeded to crawl between her legs, his eyes glued to her pussy.
Lauren felt the bed shift. Pulling her fingers from her heated depths she propped herself up on her elbows and gazed toward the foot of her bed. Even though her vision was fuzzy she could clearly see her son climbing onto the bed. At first speechless, she watched him crawl between her still open thighs, but her voice returned when his hands landed on the inside of her thighs and pushed them further apart.
“Mark? Honey? What are you…ARRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!” she wailed as his lips clamped around her throbbing clit, his tongue swirling circles around the sensitive flesh.
Feebly she reached down with one hand meaning to push his head away from her pussy, but only managed to curl her fingers into his hair and pull his face tighter against her steaming box. Another wail erupted from her mouth as a wave of pleasure, more exquisite than anything she had ever felt before, sent shockwaves cascading through every nerve fiber in her body. In no time at all her breathing became ragged, and her eyelids began to flutter.
Mark savored the sweet taste of his mother as his tongue worked tirelessly on her engorged clitoris, her juices flowing freely onto his chin. Lowering his upper body between her thighs he slid his hands up past her hips until they cupped both breasts. Deftly his fingers found her erect nipples and began to gently pinch and twist them.
“MARRRKKKKKKK!” she screamed as the first orgasm shot through her.
With a smile on his face he lowered his tongue until it was slithering between her saturated folds, eagerly drinking in the abundance of fluid pouring from his mother’s twitching twat. Underneath him his rock-hard cock throbbed endlessly, soaking the bed with his pre-cum.
Fireworks exploded in her brain and her eyes rolled back into her head when she felt her son stuff two fingers deep into her smoldering depths.