In Mommy's bed

CHAPTER SIX

Mark had been considering calling Dana for another date, but not any more. Now that his beautiful mother was willing to fuck him, what did he need with Dana or any other girl his own age? None of them turned him on the way Brenda did.

After their love-making that afternoon, he followed her around the house, helping her with chores, never wanting to be out of her sight. They kept stopping to kiss and caress each other. It was Mark's idea of a perfect day. Brenda made his favorite dinner, and by the time they finished eating, their minds were on sex again.

Brenda felt just as turned on as her son did. She hadn't had any decent love-making in so long that she could hardly wait to take Mark to bed again. All she could think of was his inexhaustible, steel-hard teenage cock and the fantastic pleasure it could give her. By the time she'd finished loading the dinner dishes into the dishwasher, she was ragingly horny again. And from the way Mark kept brushing against her, she was sure he felt the same.

"Want to watch some TV, honey?" she asked teasingly.

"I'd rather watch you," Mark said, his voice husky with longing.

Brenda glanced at his fly, and saw it was bulging. The boy had a hard-on for her, and that excited her hotly. She moved toward him, and Mark swept her into his arms and kissed her hungrily, darting his tongue into her mouth. Wantonly she ground her swollen mound against his engorged prick, and she felt him give a horny shiver and a muffled moan.

She darted her tongue back at his and went on rubbing her mound against his stiff prick. She could feel his meat throbbing even through their clothes. Her nipples were growing long and engorged with lust, pressing into his chest. She was creaming helplessly, hot spurts of juice that soaked through her panties. It was high time they quit fooling around and got down to some serious love-making, she decided.

"Why don't we go to my room, dear?" she purred as they finally broke off the steamy tongue-kiss.

"Great idea, Mom," Mark leered.

He noticed she didn't refer to it as "our room", that is, hers and Dad's. She hadn't mentioned Gil, not even once, since she and Mark became lovers. It was like his Dad was totally out of the picture. That made Mark wonder what, things would be like when Gil returned. But he wasn't going to worry about that now. He was just going to grab all the pleasure he could get while he was still the only man in his mother's life.

In the bedroom they quickly stripped, then stretched out on the big bed for more kissing and caressing. Brenda curled her fingers around her son's stiff cock and pumped it lightly, teasingly, smearing her fingers with his dribbling cream. Mark slipped a hand between her thighs and teased the scorching wet flesh of her pussy. They went at each other ravenously, not hiding their incestuous attraction for each other.

Brenda thought briefly, what a shock it would be for Gil if he walked in and found them like this. He'd been known to come home early from a road trip. Not often, but it had happened. What would he think, if he found mother and son naked on the bed, Brenda eagerly pumping Mark's cock while he played with her soaked and ready pussy? It certainly wouldn't be an easy sight for Gil to see.

On the other hand, Brenda thought, maybe he deserved to see it. Maybe it would finally wake him up to the fact that he was destroying their marriage by being away so often and not taking care of her in bed. She'd tried to tell him that again and again, but he just wasn't listening. It might take a shock like this to get his attention. Or would it be too big a shock if he found his wife and son were lovers?

She couldn't answer that question, and her attention was soon distracted as Mark's caressing fingers teased her pussy to a fever pitch of need. She'd had enough foreplay. Now what she really needed was her son's magnificent iron-hard cock reaming and cramming her famished cunt. She rolled onto her back, bent and spread her legs, and held out her arms to him.

"Fuck me, baby," she pleaded hoarsely, "I need it so bad."

Mark hardly had to be urged. With a snort of lust he threw himself onto her, and she groaned in ecstasy as he shoved his stiff prick into her. He thrust clear to her womb in one greedy movement, cramming her almost breathless. But she loved his greedy roughness, and she clung to him and moaned with delight.

"Yesss, honey, give me all of it," she whimpered, "fuck my pussy good."

Mark was practically coming just from listening to her. She made no secret of the fact that his cock felt great inside her, and as he began to fuck her, her response was even more hot. With each deep quick thrust into her molten slick twat, she creamed all over his meat and moaned her appreciation. Wildly aroused, Mark fucked her in swift urgent strokes, his cock making an obscene sucking noise as it reamed out her cream.

"That's it, baby," she moaned, "fuck me hard, I love it that way."

Gil usually fucked her hard, too – but only for a minute or so. Then he'd shoot his load, roll over, and snore. That hardly did much for Brenda. Sometimes she didn't even have time to climax. And she never climaxed enough with Gil, not since their love-making was limited to quickies. But with Mark, it was different.

Mark was in no rush to finish. He could probably go on fucking her all night if she asked for it. Like her, he was greedy. He wanted to gorge himself on pleasure. Like. Brenda, he wished the wonderful sensations would never end, now he was fucking her like a machine, his cock pistoning tirelessly in her juice-slick box. Brenda arched her body to take his meat as deep as she could get it.

"Yes, baby, fuck me deep," she moaned, "really give it to me."

In her need to take his cock as deep as possible, she flung her legs around his body and locked them there. Now he could sink his cock into her right to the balls. Mark groaned in ecstasy and fucked her faster and faster, till the bed began to creak and rock. But no matter how hard he fucked her, she got off on it. In fact he noticed that the harder he gave it to her, the more aroused she became.

"Ohhhhhh, God, it's good," she sobbed.

Now she really did wish Gil would walk in and catch them fucking. She wanted him to see how the job ought to be done. She wished he could see his own teenage son fucking her like a young stallion, pounding away minute after minute, making sure she was thoroughly fucked. This was the way she'd craved it for so many months now, the way she had to have it if she was going to be satisfied.

Mark's ragged breathing and hotly flushed face warned her that he was close to coming, however, and she knew that if she wanted to get off, she'd better do it now. Greedily she rubbed her swollen clit against the hard pistoning shaft of his cock. She screwed her eyes shut and felt herself flying towards orgasm. Stab after stab of hot pleasure shot from her clit, and she creamed heavily and uncontrollably.

"Unnnhhhh, honey, keep fucking me hard, I'm almost coming," she panted.

Mark was practically coming himself, but he gritted his teeth and managed to hold out, wanting to bring his mother along, too. He hammered his rigid cock into her with all the speed and force he could muster. She stiffened for a second and gasped, and then he felt her cunt sucking hard at his prick and going into spasm. Her tall body shuddered and shook beneath him.

"Unnnhhhh, yes, I'm coming!" she wailed.

"Ohhhhhh, God, am I coming!"

Mark was only a split-second behind her, unable to hold back his torrents of steaming jism. "Take my come, take it!" he shouted.

"Yes, baby, cream me good!" Brenda sobbed.

The sizzling floods of her son's come made her own climax doubly intense, and she gurgled with ecstasy as he hammered his load into her, filling her twat again and again. When he finally finished coming, he just collapsed on her without pulling his cock out. She loved that. She loved feeling his meat throb inside her satisfied cunt. She gave Mark a big hug and an affectionate kiss.

"Mmmmmm, honey, that was wonderful," she sighed.

"It sure was," Mark said, raising his head and grinning at her. "Can we do it again?"

She felt his cock stiffening inside her, and she gurgled with excitement. "Of course, darling," she purred, "we can do it all night if we want."

Mark definitely wanted Dana and other girls his age were the farthest thing from his mind right now. He already had his ballooning prick inside the sexiest lady in the world – his own gorgeous mother. She licked her lips and let her hot lust show in her eyes as his cock swelled to fullness, stuffing her greedy pussy hole. But as he started to thrust, she signalled him to wait.

"Let's try it another way, all right?" she smiled.

"Sure, just show me," Mark said eagerly.

"Hang on to me and roll over," she instructed.

Mark did, and he found himself in an exciting new position for fucking. Brenda was on top, and she sat up to give him a fantastic view. She sat impaled on his prick, and he could watch it in action, gliding in and out of her juicy little box. He could watch her lust contorted face as he fucked her, and he could watch and fondle her big swinging tits.

"Fantastic," he grinned.

Brenda just smiled, and an impatient little jerk of her hips told him she was ready for action. He gave it to her, jerking his cock fast and hard in her horny little box. He was fascinated with the sight. Each time his thick blue-veined boner slammed into her, it forced out a flood of pearly cream. The hot sticky juice gushed down her thighs and soaked his belly and balls. He watched that for awhile, then leered up at her.

"You like it, Mom?" he asked. "Does it feel good to you?"

"I love it, baby," she moaned, her eyes rolling crazily, "I love the way you're fucking me."

She wasn't faking her passion, Mark was sure of that. She couldn't possibly fake that heavy helpless creaming. Not only that, but her pretty face was contorted with lust, her voice hoarse with pleasure. Her big pink nipples stood up erect and engorged. This was clearly a woman going out of her mind with sexual arousal. Just looking at her turned him on like crazy, and he fucked into her hard and urgently, making her body shake with the impact.

"Yes, fuck hard," she panted, "really give it to me, Mark."

Mark stared up at her adoringly. He would have fucked her upside down or hanging from the ceiling if she'd asked him to. Nobody aroused him like his Mom did. Her cunt was deliciously snug and steamy and slick around his hammering cock. As he fucked her faster and faster, he watched her eyes close tight and her even white teeth flash in a grimace of ecstasy. His mother was very close to coming, and he was going to take her over the edge.

"Fuck it to me, fuck it to me," she moaned. Brenda couldn't believe how turned on she was. She hadn't enjoyed a fuck this much in months. But then she hadn't had this kind of attention in months, either. She was fed up with Gil's selfish quickies and with the endless lonely, horny nights when he was away. She just wasn't going to deny herself pleasure and satisfaction any longer – not even if she had to turn to her own teenage son to get what she needed.

"Baby," she moaned hoarsely, "you're fucking me so good, so damned good."

Mark leered up at her, his eyes darting between her heavily wobbling tits and her lust contorted face. He loved the power he had over her right now, the power to drive her into ecstasy with his stiffly pounding cock. Her juicing was getting heavier by the second, and her cunt was steadily tightening. Then she groaned and began to spasm.

"Ohhhh, baby, you did it to me, I'm coming!" she howled.

This time Mark was in no danger of climaxing along with her. He had his second wind, and he felt like he could fuck all night. He lay there and enjoying the clamping and squeezing of her cunt as she came, and he watched the floods of pearly come-juice gushing from her box. He'd made his pretty mom come like crazy, and that made him very proud.

"Mmmmmm, Mark, that felt so good," she panted.

"Let's try it another way," he said eagerly. "There are other ways, aren't there, Mom?"

"Lots of them," she grinned. "Just let me catch my breath."

Brenda was beginning to think she was finally going to be satisfied. Mark seemed tireless tonight. His energetic young cock was still hard as a rock inside her, throbbing and ready for more, action. When she'd caught her breath, she slid off the stiff impalement and rolled into the doggy position, on her elbows and knees. Mark got the picture, and he hurried to kneel behind her.

"Yes, hurry, baby, stick that big thing into me," Brenda lewdly encouraged.

Not that Mark needed any encouragement. With a growl of lust he slammed his rigid cock into her, sinking it to the balls in her steaming cuntal tunnel. Grasping her slim but curvy hips, he began to hammer his cock into her, fucking her in the rough urgent way she loved best. Brenda had to dig her fingers into the bedspread to keep from being knocked over from the impact of his frantic humping.

"Ahhhhhh, shit, it's good," he groaned.

"Yes, baby, it is," Brenda sobbed, "I don't ever want it to stop."

Each deep hard thrust of her son's cock was ecstasy to the love-starved housewife. This was the way his father used to fuck her in the earlier days of their marriage. Brenda would never forget how horny she'd been in those days and how eagerly she greeted Gil when he got home from a haul. Of course he was never away so long then, and he always came home well-rested and ready to fuck. Often they'd forget about dinner and head straight for the bedroom, making love for hours before they tired. Now Mark's eager adolescent fucking was taking her back to the good old days.

"Yes, fuck hard, honey, fuck my pussy good," she moaned.

Mark enjoyed this position a lot, too, because he could watch his cock in action. He snorted lustily and sank his meat as deep as he could into his mom's juice-slick pussy hole, then drew back for another rough slam. He didn't worry about hurting her. He'd already learned that the faster and harder he licked her, the more she liked it.

So he pulled out all stops, hammering it to her as hard as he could, his belly slapping loudly against her raised ass. She clawed the bedspread and groaned in ecstasy, thick hot cream pouting from her reamed box and gushing down her inner thighs. Pretty soon Mark felt the familiar tightening sensation around his cock, and he knew his mother was close to coming. Her box got very snug and hot as fire.

"Unnnhhh, baby, I'm so close," she whimpered.

She grabbed his hand and brought it around her, showing him how to squeeze her clit and bring her off like a bomb. Mark was a fast learner. Still pounding his stiff cock in her sizzling cunt, he pressed the magic button. As he gave her clit a long firm squeeze, she went hurtling into a body wracking climax, soaking his prick with scalding cream.

"Oooooo, shit, I'm coming, oooooo!" she squealed.

Her cunt clamped and sucked around his cock, but still he wasn't tempted to come along with her. He wanted to fuck her in every possibit position, wanted to go on fucking her all night. He didn't think he could ever get enough of her juicy hot cunt. He kept hammering his stiff dick into her as she came, till finally she went limp and panting.

"Can we do it another way, Mom?" he asked eagerly.

Brenda smiled a wicked little smile that he didn't see. "Of course, darling," she purred.

He was acting so cocky, like he could fuck all night, but she had a little surprise for him. The next position was sure to bring him off, whether he planned it that way or not. She took his hand and led him over in front of the big dressing table mirror. She spread her legs and had him stand behind her and bury his cock deep in her seething cunt. He held her against him, cupping and squeezing her swollen tits. In the mirror they could both see his cream-soaked blue-veined cock pistoning in and out of her dripping cunt.

Brenda leered at him, meeting his eyes in the mirror, and said huskily, "Fuck me good, baby, fuck me real hard."

Mark groaned and almost came. He found the scene outrageously sensuous. He watched his mother's face glow with pleasure as he hammered his cock in her blazing-hot box, and he could see the thick cream dripping from her cunt as he reamed it out with his swollen meat. It was just too much stimulus for the horny teenage boy. He spun out of control, fucking her like a pile driver.

"Yessss," she gurgled, "that's it, baby, fuck the living shit out of me."

Brenda was just as turned on by the kinky scene as Mark was, and in less than a minute she was starting to come, her cunt going into spasm round his jackhammering cock. Mark had to shoot his load this time. He was just too excited to hold back, especially when he felt his mother coming, her convulsing box squeezing and sucking his meat. He gave a sustained hoarse groan as he flooded her womb.

"Take my come, Mom," he cried, "take it, aaaggghhhh!"

"Yes, Mark, cream me, whaahhhh!" Brenda wailed.

Dizzily she watched herself climaxing and taking her son's jizz. The thick cream overflowed her twat and flooded down her legs. Her tall big-titted body shuddered with the force of the boy's frantic fucking. It was a very kinky scene, really outrageous, a mother wailing in orgasm as her son shot his load into her cunt. But Brenda didn't feel guilty, not for an instant.

She just wished, again, that Gil could see her now. Maybe he'd get the idea that something wasn't quite right with their marriage.