A mother and son’s love blossoms

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“Mmm…I like messy. Just close your eyes and picture your Mom taking this big, hard cock in her pussy. I’m sure she’d love to feel it sliding deep inside, giving her the pleasure that she truly needs,” Amy whispered.

Mark’s body went rigid as cum erupted out of his cock and shot straight up into the air before coming back down and coating Amy’s hand and his stomach. She continued to milk him until she was sure there was nothing left, then she leaned over and sucked his deflating penis into her mouth. Once she had his cock clean she devoured the cum that had splattered on her hand.

With a sigh she stretched out next to him and said, “That was tasty.”

After catching his breath he rolled onto his side and said, “Mom deserves to be happy doesn’t she?”

“Yes,” came her reply.

“Okay, say I do this, and she doesn’t kill me, how do you suggest I go about getting her to see what she’s missing?”

“My advice would be to go slowly; see how she responds.”

“That doesn’t help me much. I mean how do I get the ball rolling?” he asked.

Propping herself on her elbow and gazing into his eyes she said, “Listen, all women have a trigger that gets them hot. From what you’ve told me I’d say you already found your Moms’.”

“Seemed that way to me,” he replied.

“Okay, if you really want to do this, then here’s what you should do,” Amy said.

For the next twenty minutes she tutored him on how to proceed. Once she finished he got up and headed to the door, a troubled look in his eyes. Amy watched from her front window as he drove away, positive that if he succeeded she’d never have him in her bed again. She was okay with that, if it helped another lonely mother blossom.

When he arrived home he didn’t see his mother anywhere. A quick search led him to the back yard where she was tending to her flower bed. She hadn’t heard him so for several minutes he stood there and just admired her as she labored at one of her favorite pastimes. She was wearing a wide, floppy-brimmed hat, a pale-yellow tank top and white baggy shorts. He found the shorts too baggy to be flattering, but the top fit her snuggly across her back with no hint of a bra underneath. He found that quite unusual. She had never worked in her garden without one to his knowledge. Before she had a chance to notice him he slipped back inside and headed for the bathroom, acutely aware of the aroma of sex that was pouring off him. Closing the door, but not locking it, he stripped then stepped into the shower.

Lauren finished what she was doing, rose, then headed inside, the front of her tank top saturated with perspiration making it almost transparent. Just as she entered the hall to go to her room the bathroom door opened and out stepped her son. A tiny squeal escaped her lips causing him to stop and look in her direction. As if in slow motion they each took in the sight of the other. Mark’s eyes automatically homed in on the twin points of her chest, her areola clearly visible through the wet fabric. As he stared he noticed the nipples grow hard and point out. As for his mom she had a much better view. Her son stood there buck naked holding his bundled clothing in one arm while his cock and balls swung freely. As she stared his cock seemed to begin swelling right before her very eyes. The encounter only lasted a couple of seconds before he dashed into his room and shut the door, leaving her standing there with her jaw hanging open.

Once she regained her composure she went to her room and softly closed her door. Questions rattled around in her brain as if on an endless loop. Why had his cock started getting hard? Why was her crotch so wet? What the hell was happening here? Her first question was answered when she glanced into her mirror and saw how visible her nipples were. She didn’t even question why they were so hard. The sight of a man’s cock always had that effect on her, apparently even her sons. Throwing her hat on the bed she undressed and put on her bathrobe, then headed for a much-needed shower.

Mark heard the shower start as he hastily dressed in gym shorts and a white t-shirt. Knowing his mother was in the shower gave him the opportunity to slip out of his room unseen and sit on the couch. He couldn’t believe he’d flashed his mom twice now. He expected an awkward few minutes when she was done. What he got instead was an awkward several hours. Neither knew what to say to the other, so they basically didn’t say anything at all for some time. By dinner time the awkwardness had given way to light banter, and by the time the dishes were done, and they had settled on the couch it seemed like nothing out of the ordinary had happened at all.

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