As Mark walked into the living room, I sat back on the sofa and opened my legs. He sat down next to me and without a word, slipped two, then three, then four fingers in my sopping cunt and began pounding me. He pounded me so hard that my tits bounced. I squirted three times in 10 minutes and literally passed out. I woke up in the middle of the night to pee. Mark had covered me with a blanket and tucked a pillow under my head. I peed in the dark but turned on the light to wash my hands and brush my teeth.
That’s when I noticed all the cum on my face, a good night kiss from my son.
“Damn,” I hissed. Something had to change and change quick. MY rules were not working. In fact, they were contributing to a change in me that felt disingenuous. I looked at my face again. There was so much cum that I wondered if he had jacked off twice. Splattered me once and then sat back to re-charge before he did it again. I muttered, “Bastard.” Don’t get me wrong, this was very hot for me, but I realized Mark did that because of my rules. Like I said, things needed to change.
I left the bathroom and scurried down the hall and just opened the door to Mark’s room. I thought he would be asleep, but he was sitting up in bed playing a game on his phone. He was surprised to see me, much less barge in like that. Without a word, I walked to the side of the bed, removed his sheet, took his phone and set it on the night table and crawled on top of him. I reached underneath and grabbed his rock-hard cock and shoved it in my pussy.
“Mom, wha…are you sure?”
I shoved my pussy down his shaft, kissed him full on the lips and said, “Mommy is tired of the fucking rules.”
And then I fucked the shit out of my son. He fucked my pussy and my ass and my mouth. We kissed like teenagers. After he came the first time, I rolled him over and massaged his ass cheeks with oil, though only after I licked him clean.
I have to tell you. There is not any feeling that compares with tasting your son’s cum blended with your own. I knew everything would change now. Tomorrow would be awkward but it would pass. Today I realized that I would fuck and suck Amos and Bob, and no doubt other clients, and I finally accepted my fate: I would be my son’s lover from this point on, for as long as he wanted, and in any way he wished.
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