Consequences of a Confession Part 1

 (Author’s note:  this is a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to any person(s) living or dead is purely coincidental.  All characters depicted in sexual situations in this story are at least 16 years of age.  This work is copyrighted and may not be distributed in any way by any person(s) without the express written consent of the author.)

Amber had been sitting at her kitchen table drinking coffee and chatting with her best friend, Carol, for the better part of an hour in a ritual that had become almost a daily thing.  Amber and Carol had been best friends since high school, carrying that relationship on through college, marriage, pregnancies, and then raising kids.  Carol had raised two girls while Amber had raised a boy and a girl, helping each other out along the way.  Their friendship was so intense and so deep that they each felt they could talk to the other about anything and everything, and there were no secrets of any kind between them.

Or so Amber had thought.  Amber was sitting in her chair at the kitchen table, her elbows resting on the table with her coffee cup held up in front of her with both hands, looking at her best friend in the whole world in stunned silence while she tried to comprehend what Carol had just told her.

Carol had just confessed that she’d been having sex with Amber’s 19-year-old son, Martin (or ‘Marty’ for short), for the past six months.

“Amber, I’m so sorry, really I am!” Carol said, her face filled with worry that she may have lost her best friend in the whole world.  “I know it sounds like a lame excuse, but we – I – didn’t plan on it happening, it just did.  And it was my idea, I want you to know that!  I seduced Marty, so if you’re going to be mad at anyone then be mad at me because your son didn’t do anything that he wasn’t invited to do,” she said, her brow furrowed with worry.  Amber looked at her for a few seconds more before finally speaking.

“So how was he?” she asked, taking Carol completely by surprise.  Carol sat back heavily in her chair, flabbergasted at what her friend had just said.

“What?  I mean, what?” was all she could say, her eyes wide with surprise.

“I said, how was he?” Amber repeated, taking a sip of her coffee before continuing.  “Was he a good lover or what?” she said, putting the cup down on the table in front of her.  Carol looked at Amber for another moment before replying.

“I can’t believe you’re not mad about this,” Carol said, sitting forward and resting her arms on the table as she spoke.  “You’re not mad about this?  Not mad at all?” she asked, incredulously.

“Why should I be mad, Carol?” Amber asked, still smiling.

“Because I’m fucking your son, that’s why!” Carol replied.

“My son is legally an adult now, a grown man who has his own life and is free to do anything – or anyone - he wants, and that includes doing you,” Amber said.  “I’m just a little miffed that you didn’t tell me about it before now,” she said, sitting back in her chair.  “I mean, after all, we’ve never kept any secrets from each other, so why should this be any different?” she asked.

“Because he’s your son, for one,” Carol replied.

“So?  Like I said, he’s a grown man now,” Amber replied. 

“I was also afraid of how you’d react,” she said, sitting back again.  “I was afraid that you’d be mad as hell at me and never want to speak to me again, so no, I didn’t tell you.  I know I should have and that I underestimated you, and I’m sorry for both,” she said, looking her best friend in the eyes. 

“Apology accepted,” Amber replied, giving Carol a genuine smile.  Carol heaved a sigh of relief and returned her smile.

“Thank you, Amber!” she said, returning her smile.

“You never answered my question, though,” Amber said, still smiling.

“What question?” Carol said.

“I asked you if he was a good lover,” Amber said.  “So how was he?  Is he a good lover or what?” she asked, taking Carol by surprise yet again.

“Well, considering his youth and inexperience, I’d have to say that he’s one of the best lovers I’ve ever had,” Carol said, deciding to be totally honest with Amber from this point forward.  “He certainly knows his way around the clitoris with his tongue, that’s for sure!” she said, a half-smile creeping across her face. 

“Hmm, that’s nice to know!” Amber said, returning her half-smile and making Carol’s eyebrows go up in surprise.

“Are you thinking what I think you’re thinking?” Carol asked, her smile broadening.

“I don’t know; what do you think I’m thinking?” Amber asked, being coy and returning her smile.

“You’re thinking about finding out for yourself what kind of a lover your son is, aren’t you?” Carol asked.

“Maybe,” Amber replied, giving Carol a coy smile.  “Maybe not!”

“You are, aren’t you?  You’re going to seduce your own son!” Carol said, leaning over the table excitedly, her eyes sparkling.  “That is so naughty, but it’s so fuckin’ hot!” she said, lowering her voice to a conspiratorial whisper.

“The fact that it’s so naughty is exactly what makes it so hot, don’t you think?” Amber said, grinning at her friend.  “After all, aren’t the taboo things in life always the most fun and exciting things to do? So why should this be any different?” she asked, picking up her coffee cup and taking a sip.

“Have you ever seen him naked?” Carol asked.  “I mean, since he grew up and all,” she clarified.

“No, darn it, I haven’t,” Amber replied, frowning.

“Boy, are you gonna love what you see when you do!” Carol said, sitting back in her chair and grinning from ear to ear. 

“Why is that?” Carol asked, hoping that she already knew the answer.

“Because Marty is hung like a horse, that’s why!” Carol said, literally beaming.  “He’s got the biggest dick I’ve ever seen, and we both know that I’ve seen more than my fair share of dick in my lifetime!”

“As have I,” Amber mused, sitting back in her chair as well.  One of the reasons that they got along so well and were such good friends is that they were both sluts who had literally fucked their way through both high school and college, even sharing boyfriends once or twice along the way.  Neither of them had changed after they got married, each of them having had several affairs behind their husband’s backs.  It wasn’t that they didn’t love their husbands because they did, but they were both blessed (or cursed, depending on how you looked at it) with an overactive libido and were hopelessly addicted to cock as a result.

“So how big is it?” Amber asked after a moment.

“Well, I never actually measured it, but do you remember Adam from college?” Carol asked, naming one of the boyfriends they had shared.

“Of course I remember Adam!  Who wouldn’t after having had him use that monster cock of his on her?” she said, her heart starting to beat a little faster at both the memory of Adam’s big dick and the hope that Carol was implying what Amber hoped she was.

“He’s bigger than Adam!” Carol said, grinning from ear to ear.

“No way!” Amber replied, her eyebrows going up and a big smile appearing on her face.  “Adam was eight inches; you mean to tell me that Marty is bigger than that?” she asked, her heart racing now.

“By at least an inch and a half!” Carol replied, grinning.  “And he’s thicker, too, a lot thicker!  I’m telling you, girlfriend, you’ve got a natural born porn star living in your house, and neither of you knows it!”

“An inch and a half…holy shit!” Amber mused, still smiling.

“So are you gonna fuck him or not?” Carol asked, getting right down to it.

“Oh, you bet your ass I’m gonna fuck him!  I’d be crazy to pass up an opportunity to fuck a man with a cock like that!” she replied, grinning.

“And you’re going to tell me all about it when you do, right?” Carol asked.

“Of course I am,” Amber replied.

“Good!  But be warned, though, his favorite position is doggy-style, and he gets kinda rough when he fucks you like that,” Carol warned. 

“Oooooo!” Amber cooed, making both of them laugh.  “Anything else I should know?” she said when they had stopped laughing.

“Yeah, but I’m going to let you find out for yourself,” Carol replied, “it’s more fun that way!  But I will tell you one thing, though,” she said, letting her words hang.

“And what’s that?” Amber asked, taking the bait.

“Bring a towel.  A big one!” she said, grinning.

The conversation had gone on for about another half-hour before Carol left, giving Amber the rest of the afternoon to wait for her son to come home from work.  Marty was going to the local community college instead of going to a big university somewhere else, and had gotten a part-time job to help pay for it.  His dad was out of town on a business trip for the next two days, so that gave Amber plenty of time to do the things to and with her son that she’d been thinking about ever since Carol had told her what was going on.  She was especially anxious to see if Carol was right about how big Marty’s dick was, with the mere thought of him being at least as big as Adam From College making her pussy wet.  It was about six PM and she was sitting on the couch in the living room watching a movie on one of the streaming services when she heard the front door open and then close, heralding the arrival of her long-awaited son and soon-to-be (she hoped) lover, Marty.

“Hi, Mom!” Marty called out as he walked past the living room on his way to the kitchen to get a cold soda.  Once he did he came into the room and sat down in the chair across from the couch were Amber was sitting, plopping down in typical teenager style.  He worked as a stocking specialist in the local hardware store, and since he worked in the back rooms he didn’t have to wear a uniform or dress any certain kind of way.  Being able to work in jeans and a t-shirt was one of the reasons he took the job to begin with, knowing that once he graduated from college and joined the full-time workforce, all that would change.

“How was work today?” Amber said, smiling over at him.  She was sitting on the couch with her feet tucked up under her, leaning on the arm of the couch.  She was wearing a white sleeveless ribbed shirt that fit her like a second skin, and a blue pair of equally tight-fitting shorts.  She wasn’t wearing either a bra or panties, having deliberately left them behind when she got changed for the special evening she intended to have with her son. 

As soon as he sat down and looked over at his mom Marty noticed that she wasn’t wearing a bra.  Amber was blessed with a pair of large, rounded breasts that were very firm considering that she had been pregnant twice.  Her breasts were capped with pert nipples that always seemed to be erect, and today was no different.  The skin-tight shirt she was wearing did an excellent job of showing her assets off just as she intended, and she was hoping that it would also have the effect on her son that she intended as well.

“It was – wow! – uh, it was okay, I guess,” Marty stammered, his speech faltering in mid-sentence when he got his first good look at his mom.  Amber noticed his reaction and smiled, knowing that she had gotten his attention.

‘Holy shit, look at those tits!’ Marty thought to himself as he took a drink from his soda, trying hard not to stare at his mom’s big tits with their prominent nipples poking out at him.  She had gone to great lengths to get her figure back after she had given birth to his younger sister, and it showed.  His mom was slim, trim, and sexy as hell, her short dark brown hair framing her face perfectly.  She was hot, very hot, and Marty noticed it – really noticed it – for the first time.  He’d always thought his mom was pretty, but this was the first time he’d ever seen her wearing something that showed off just how hot she truly was.

And his mom was smokin’ hot, a thought that was verified by his cock beginning to stir in his pants at the sight of his mom and what she was wearing.

“So how was your day, Mom?” he asked, taking a drink from the soda can in his hand and then putting it on the small table next to the chair as his mother replied.

“Oh, it was fine, really,” she said, a smile on her face.  “I had a very nice visit with my best friend, Carol, today, and we had a really interesting and very enlightening conversation,” she said, “a conversation about you – or, rather, a conversation about you and her, to be more specific.”  Her smile got bigger as she noticed the worried look come over his face.

‘Uh-oh,’ Marty thought to himself.  He felt the blood drain out of his face and knew that he had gone pale as well.

“She told me some very interesting things that I never would have guessed on my own,” she said, toying with him.

“She did?” Marty replied.  His mom just nodded slowly, smiling at him.  “Like what?” he asked, dreading the answer that he knew was coming.

“Like the fact that the two of you have been lovers for the past six months, for starters,” she said, enjoying herself immensely as she teased him.  She had him right where she wanted him, and she intended to make full use of it.

“She…she said that?” Marty asked, his heart beating faster at being caught fucking his wife’s best friend.

“Yes, she did,” Amber replied, still smiling.  “So is it true?” she asked, still toying with him.  Marty looked down at his hands for a moment before replying, looking up at her with a sheepish look on his face when he did.

“Well, yeah, Mom, it is,” he said, continuing before Amber had a chance to reply.  “I’m sorry, Mom, really!” he blurted out, sitting up in his chair and leaning forward as he spoke, clasping his hands in front of him.  “I didn’t mean for it to happen, it just did!  She came over one afternoon looking for you when you weren’t here, and I made a comment about how good her outfit looked on her and that I thought she was pretty, and the next thing I knew we were in my room and…and, well, you know…” he explained, finally running out of steam.

“Yes, I know,” Amber replied, still smiling.  “Carol has been a slut for as long as I’ve known her, and she’s always been prone to doing things like that,” she explained.  “Actually, that’s one of the reasons we became best friends, because we were so much alike,” she said.

“You were?” Marty asked, surprised that his mom would make such an admission – and that she was a slut to begin with.

“Yes, we were,” Amber continued.  “Carol and I pretty much fucked our way through both high school and college, even sharing a couple of boyfriends along the way,” she said, taking Marty totally by surprise.  He and his mom had always been honest with each other and had always been able to have very candid conversations, but this one was breaking new ground.  And he rarely heard his mom curse, much less use the ‘F’ word, so it surprised him to hear her say it now.

“And as far as I know, nothing has changed over the years,” she said, looking into his eyes for his reaction.  “Her seducing you is the proof – and I’m quite sure she seduced you instead of the other way around, am I right?” she asked.

“Yeah…yeah, you’re right, Mom,” Marty replied, realizing what she had just said.  “That’s pretty much the way it all went down.  But what about you, Mom?  Are you…well…I mean, have things changed for you?” he asked, not sure how to phrase his question or how it would be received, much less what the answer would be.

“No, Marty, they haven’t,” Amber replied, her voice soft.

“So you mean you’re…you’re still…” he began, not finding the words.

“A slut.  Yes, son, I’m still a slut,” she finished for him.  “Your father is a good man and a good lover, and I love him very much, but he just can’t satisfy me sexually.  No man has ever been able to do that, to be honest,” she explained.  “I’ve always had a very intense sex drive, a hyperactive libido is what it’s called, and your father knows this.  He knows this and he tolerates me doing what I need to do,” she said.

“So he knows you’re seeing other men,” Marty said.

“Yes, he knows, but we don’t talk about it,” Amber said.  “As long as I come home to him and continue loving him and making love to him as I always have, he’s good with it,” she said.

“Wow,” Marty said, flabbergasted at what his mom had just told him.  “That’s a lot to take in,” he said.

“I know it is, honey,” she said, smiling over at him. 

“So you’re not mad at me for what happened with Carol?” he asked.

“No, I’m not mad about what happened with Carol,” she said, putting his mind at ease, still smiling.

“Oh, good!” Marty said, flopping back in his chair and heaving a sigh of relief.  “Thanks, Mom!”

“You’re welcome,” she replied, her smile turning up on one side as she continued.  “But there is one more thing she told me about you that I didn’t know,” she said, toying with him again.

“What’s that?” he asked, not knowing what was coming next.

“She told me that you have this really big dick, bigger than any she’s ever seen before, and considering just how much dick she’s seen in her life that’s really saying something,” she said, dropping the bombshell right in his lap. 

“She said that, huh?” Marty asked, wondering what else Carol had told her.

“Yes, honey, she did.  So is it true?” she asked, putting her feet on the floor and leaning over as she looked at him, enjoying playing with him.  “Do you have a really big dick, or was she exaggerating?” she asked.  Marty looked at her for a few moments before he replied, unsure of what to say and how to say it. 

“Well, I dunno, Mom, that depends, I guess,” he said, still at a loss for what to say.

“Depends on what?” she asked.

“On what you would consider ‘big,’” he said.

“Well, Carol said you were bigger than a guy named Adam that we shared when we were in college, and he was eight inches,” Amber said.  “That’s what I consider ‘big.’  Really big, actually!”

“Then yeah, I’m big,” he replied, smiling over at her.

“Bigger than Adam?” she asked.

“Yep.”

“How much bigger?” she asked, her heart beating faster in anticipation.  She could already feel the wetness beginning in her pussy.

“About an inch and a half,” he replied, the smile turning into a grin when he saw his mom’s eyebrows go up and her mouth fall open.

“An inch and a half?” Amber said, stunned, her eyes wide with surprise.

“Thereabouts, yeah,” Marty replied, grinning.

“Holy hell!” Amber said sitting back and grinning from ear to ear.  “And why am I just now finding out about this?  Why haven’t you ever shown me this big dick of yours before?” she asked, her nipples noticeably hard under her shirt.

“Well, for openers, you’re my mom, and I’m not supposed to go around showing you my dick, you know?  Besides, you’ve never asked,” Marty replied, returning her grin.

“You mean that’s all I have to do?  Ask?” she said.

“Yep.  Just ask,” he replied.

“Martin, son, confidant and love of my life,” Amber said, sitting up and leaning forward to rest her forearms on her knees, clasping her hands together in front of her as she spoke. “Would you please show me your big dick?  Pretty please?” she asked, smiling, her eyes sparkling. 

Marty was playing with her up until now, never dreaming that she’d actually ask to see his dick, but now that she did he was both surprised and aware that things were going to get really intense really quickly, and he wasn’t sure how to handle it.

“Are you kidding, Mom?  Because I was,” he said, telling her the truth.

“No, honey, I’m not kidding, I’m serious,” she said, her voice even as she looked him in the eyes.  “I want to see this big dick of yours, so are you going to show it to me or not?” she asked, prodding him into making the decision she wanted him to make.

‘Fuck it, why the hell not?’ Marty said to himself.

“Sure, Mom,” Marty replied, grinning at her.  “Only thing is, it’s not gonna be as big right now as it can get because…well, you know…it’s not, uh, I’m not…hard…right now,” he said stammering over his words.  He still couldn’t believe he was having this conversation with his own mom, nor that it was headed in the direction he thought it was headed.

“I have a solution for that!” Amber said immediately.  She got up from the couch and walked over to stand in front of him, immediately crossing her arms in front of her and grabbing the bottom of her shirt.  She pulled the shirt up and over her head, revealing her big boobs with their hard nipples to him and totally taking him by surprise.  She lifted them up in her hands and squeezed them together, pinching and tugging on her hard nipples with her fingers as she did.  Marty looked up in surprise, mesmerized by the sight of his mom’s big tits.  Amber grinned as she looked down at him, tugging on her nipples again.

“Well, is it working?” she asked, her voice low as she squeezed her tits in her hands again.

“Oh, yeah, it’s working all right!” Marty replied, feeling his cock beginning to grow in his shorts.

“Would it work any better if you touched them?” Amber asked, her voice still low.

“Are you serious?” Marty asked, surprised.

“Dead serious,” Amber replied.  Then she took a step forward, standing between his outspread knees, looking down at him as she spoke.

“So go ahead, touch them!” she said, putting her hands on her hips.  Marty looked up at her for a moment, not moving as he took it all in, then raised his hands and put them on his mom’s big tits, squeezing gently.  Her nipples were rock-hard, and he could feel them pressing into the palms of his hands.

“Squeeze them hard, honey, you’re not going to hurt me,” she said in a soft voice.  “I like having them squeezed hard, so squeeze them as hard as you want!” she urged, looking down into his eyes.  Marty looked back into her eyes for just a moment, then closed his hands tighter, squeezing them much harder than before.  Amber closed her eyes and moaned softly, loving the feeling of her son’s strong hands gripping her tits.

“Mmmmmm, that feels good!” she moaned, holding her head back while her son gripped her bit boobs tightly.  She jumped and gasped when he pinched the nipples between his fingers, opening her eyes and looking down at him to see him looking up at her with a devilish smile on her face.

“You like that, huh, Mom?” he asked, tugging on her nipples and making her jump again.

“What do you think?” she said, returning his grin as she felt her pussy starting to get wet at what he was doing.  She watched him as he squeezed and massaged her breasts in his hands, jumping and gasping when he pinched and tugged on her nipples.  After a few minutes of this her nipples were so hard they hurt, and her pussy was so wet she was surprised the crotch of her jeans wasn’t soaked through.

‘If I’m this excited, he must be hard as a rock by now!’ she thought to herself.

“So did it work?  Is your dick hard, honey?” she asked, looking down at him.  He looked up at her, a smile on his face as he replied.

“Oh, yeah, it worked, all right!” he said, the smile turning into a grin.  His cock was hard and throbbing in his jeans, begging to be released.

“So show me!  Let me see this big dick of yours!” she said excitedly, grabbing his hands and pulling him up from his chair.  She looked down at saw the big lump in the front of his pants, and she felt her pussy twinge at the sight.  She reached down and rubbed the palm of her hand over the hard bulge, taking Marty by surprise.

“Mmmmmm, this feels good!” she purred, looking into his eyes.  “Nice and hard for me!” She rubbed his hard cock a few more times before she spoke again.

“Let’s change places, I want to be eye level with your dick when you show it to me!” she said, a big smile on her face as she took him by the elbows and pulled him away from the chair, changing places with him.  She sat down in the chair where he had been sitting her heart pounding in anticipation.

“Okay, let’s see it!” she said, looking up at her son, clasping her hands together and holding them down between her knees.  Her gaze shifted to his crotch when Marty reached down and began opening his jeans, pulling the zipper down and then unfastening the catch.  Amber didn’t know if he was going slow to tease her or if she was just over-excited, but it seemed to take forever for Marty to open his jeans and then pull them down his hips, taking his boxers with them.  She bit her bottom lip in excitement when she got a glimpse of the long tube of his hard cock beneath his boxers, and when he finally pulled them down and his cock sprang free, her eyes flew open wide and she gasped in surprise.

“Oh, my God!” she gasped, her mouth hanging open as she got her first look at her son’s big, hard cock, bringing her hand up to her mouth in surprise.  She glanced up at him, her eyes wide with surprise, then looked back down at his cock in front of her face, bobbing slightly from the blood pumping through it.  It was big, all right, bigger than any cock she’d ever seen before, and thicker as well.  She took her hand from her mouth and wrapped it around the hard shaft, gripping it tightly and pumping it a little as she spoke again, her eyes on the bulbous head of his hard cock right in front of her face.

“Oh, my God,” she said again, still stunned at the size of her son’s cock.  “Marty, your cock is huge!” she said, looking up at him as she slowly pumped it in her hand.

“So am I bigger than that guy from college?” he asked, a smile on his face as he looked down at his mom with her hand wrapped around his cock.

“Oh, without a doubt!” Amber replied, looking back at his cock again as she continued pumping it with her hand.  She could feel it throbbing in her hand from the blood pumping through it, and she was happy to see that he was clean shaven down there.  This would make what she planned to do next much easier for her and much more enjoyable for both of them.

‘I hope I can get my mouth around this thing!’ she thought to herself as she pumped his cock in her hand.  A big drop of clear precum appeared at the tip, and without thinking she immediately stuck out her tongue and licked it off, making Marty jump at the touch of her tongue on his cock.

“You like that, huh?” she said, smiling up at him and chuckling.

“Oh, yeah,” Marty replied, returning her smile.  Amber stuck out her tongue again and licked the underside of his cock from his balls all the way up to the tip, slowly dragging her tongue up the length of his cock, moving her hand out of the way as she did.  She did this twice more, making Mary moan with pleasure.  Then she gripped his cock firmly in her hand and pumped it as she pursed her lips and slid them over the bulbous head of his cock, clamping them tightly around the head just behind the flared ridge.  She sucked hard to pull the precum out of him, and Marty could feel the tingling sensation in his cock as she did.

“Mmmmmm!” Amber moaned, looking up at her son as she sucked the precum from him.  Then she slid her mouth back up the head of his cock, sliding it from her lips and kissing it once before she spoke again.

“Your precum tastes good, honey!” she said, smiling and licking her lips.  “I can’t wait to see what your cum tastes like!”  And with that she looked down at his cock again, pursed her lips out once more and slid her mouth onto his cock, this time not stopping at the flared ridge but continuing down, sliding her mouth slowly down the length of his shaft, running her tongue along the underside as she did.  Marty watched in stunned, surprised amazement as his mom worked her mouth down onto his cock, bit by bit, her head bobbing up and down as she gradually deepthroated him.

‘Damn, this thing is big!’ Amber thought to herself as she took more and more of his cock into her mouth.  She was determined to get it all in her mouth, every last inch of it, or die trying.  She kept at it, bobbing her head up and down as she took more and more of his cock into her mouth, until her nose was pressing against his abdomen, his entire cock in her mouth and down her throat.  She clamped her lips around his cock tightly as she slid her tongue up and down on the underside, sucking as she did.  She looked up at him as she held his cock in her mouth, and if her mouth hadn’t been full of his dick she would have smiled at the expression on his face.  She winked at him, then looked down again as she went to work. 

Amber slowly pulled her mouth back up the length of Marty’s shaft, grabbing it by the base as she did, sucking hard and running her tongue along the underside.  She reached up and grabbed his heavy balls with one hand, massaging and tugging on them as she began sliding her mouth slowly up and down the length of his cock, taking it into her mouth all the way down to her hand each time.   

Marty watched in amazement as his mom sucked his cock, her mouth sliding up and down on it, the shaft glistening with her saliva.  He still couldn’t believe this was happening, but deep inside he was glad that it was.  He knew this was wrong and that he shouldn’t be doing this with his own mom, but like the old saying goes, ‘a hard dick has no conscience,’ and his dick was most certainly hard.  It was harder than he could ever remember, even harder than when Carol had sucked it for the first time.  Marty thought that she was good at giving blowjobs, but compared to his mom she was a rank amateur. 

‘My God, his cock tastes so good and feels so good in my mouth!  I can’t wait to taste his cum!’ Amber thought to herself as she slid her mouth up and down on her son’s hard cock over and over again.  She looked up at him and saw him watching her with rapt attention, also noticing that his chest was rising and falling a little faster than before, meaning his excitement was building – and that he was going to be cumming soon.  She looked back down at his cock again, redoubling her efforts to try and get him to cum as soon as she could, sucking hard, pumping his cock hard, and tugging on his balls hard as well.

‘Holy shit, she’s gonna make me cum!’ Marty thought as he watched his mom working on his cock, feeling the familiar sensations deep in his balls that signaled a quickly approaching orgasm.  He had a feeling he was going to be cumming very soon, and that when he came he was going to cum hard.  He felt his balls shifting and the sensations in his cock intensifying, and he knew that he was less than a minute away from cumming.

“Uh, Mom…” he said; she looked up at him without stopping what she was doing, her lips wrapped around his cock as she continued sliding her mouth up and down on it, pumping it with her hand.

“I’m gonna cum, Mom!” he said, feeling his balls shifting urgently and his shaft widening in his mom’s grip.  Amber pulled her mouth from his cock to speak, pumping it quickly with her hand as she spoke.

“Come on, baby, cum for me!  Cum for me!” she said, her voice a breathless whisper as she furiously pumped his thick, hard cock with her hand.  “Give it to me, give me that cum, cum for your moth – OOF!” she gasped as Marty’s cock suddenly erupted in her hand, the cum blasting out in a long, hot, thick stream and striking her on the cheek, sliding along the side of her face all the way to her ear.  Another stream of cum quickly blasted out, part of it striking her cheek with the other part going into her mouth as she pointed his cock at her mouth.  She clamped her mouth down on the head of his spurting, pumping cock, wrapping her lips tightly around his cock right behind the flared ridge and hung on as he continued cumming, pumping his cock with her hand and tugging on his balls as he did.

Marty groaned as he came, gritting his teeth and watching as his cock sprayed his cum all over his mom’s face before she managed to get her mouth back onto it.  He came hard, his cock pumping and throbbing in his mom’s mouth, pumping stream after stream of hot, thick cum into her mouth.  He reached down and grabbed his mom’s head in his hands, holding it still as his cock filled her mouth with cum.

‘Oh my God, he’s gonna drown me in cum!’ Amber thought to herself as her mouth quickly filled up with her son’s cum.  She had never seen a man cum so hard, pumping so many times, and shooting so much cum at once.  Her mouth quickly filled up with his seed and, despite her best efforts to swallow it all down, his cum began leaking out of the sides of her mouth, running out of both sides to slide down her jaw and drop onto her breasts.  When he grabbed her head in his hands and held it steady as he pumped her mouth full of cum she moaned, feeling her pussy twinge in response. 

‘Shit, he’s still cumming!’ Amber thought, her eyes wide as his cock continued pumping his cum into her mouth.  She glanced up at him to see him standing with his head down and his eyes closed, a grimace on his face as his orgasm ran its course.  Then, finally, she felt the pumping of his cock slow, the intensity abating, and the cum stop blasting into her mouth.  His orgasm was finally ending, and if she had to guess how much cum he’d pumped into her she would have said at least one, maybe two full ounces – not teaspoons, which was the average for an adult male human, but ounces.  In other words, enough to fill a shot glass. 

When the throbbing of his cock finally stopped she slipped it out of her mouth, sliding her lips along the now-sensitive head and making Marty jump in response.  She looked up and him and opened her mouth, showing him her mouthful of his cum, rolling her tongue around in it and letting it slide off of her tongue before closing her mouth and swallowing.  Then she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue to show him that it was all gone, down her throat and into her stomach.

“Damn, you came a lot!” she said, grinning as she looked up at him. 

“Yeah, I was gonna warn you about that, but I kinda got sidetracked,” Marty replied, smiling down at her.

“I guess this is why Carol told me to make sure I brought a big towel with me, huh?” she said, wiping the cum from her jaw with her fingers and then sticking her fingers into her mouth to suck the cum from them.  It took several times for her to get all of it, then she did the same with the cum that had dripped down onto her breasts.

“Have you always cum that much, honey?” she asked, sucking the last of the cum from her fingers.

“Yeah, I have,” he replied, reaching down to pick up his jeans and slide them back up his hips.

“Don’t do that,” his mom said, reaching out and putting a hand on his to stop him, looking up at him from beneath her brow, a sly smile on her face.

“Why not, Mom?” he asked, pausing what he was doing, his naivete showing.

“Because you’re just going to have to take them off in a few minutes when I get you into my bedroom, that’s why,” she said, her voice low. 

“Your bedroom?” he asked.

“Yes, my bedroom,” she replied, nodding slowly, the sly half-grin still on her face.  Then she stood up in front of him, so close to him that her nipples brushed against his chest.

“You didn’t think it me sucking your cock was going to be the end of it, did you, honey?” she asked, her voice low and sultry.

“Well, to be honest, yeah, I did,” he replied.

“There’s no way I’m going to let it end there,” she said, stepping a little closer to him.  “Not after seeing that big, beautiful cock of yours, tasting it on my tongue, and seeing how much cum you can shoot!  Besides, we have some time before your father gets home from work, and I intend to take advantage of it.  Now why don’t you be a good boy and step out of those jeans, then come back to my bedroom with me?” she said, bending over to kiss him softly on the lips after she spoke.

“Yes, ma’am!” Marty replied, quickly doing as she said with a big smile on his face.  He stepped out of his sneakers as well, and when he was finished his mom took him by the hand and led him out of the living room and down the hall to her bedroom.  Once inside she led him over to the foot of the king-size bed where she stopped, turning to face him.

“This is the part where we both get naked,” she said, a wry smile on her face, her eyes sparkling.  As she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her shorts, Marty looked down and noticed for the first time that the crotch of her shorts were soaked, a big wet spot spreading out from the center.  He only had a moment to look, though, as Amber was anxious to get her son in bed and was moving quickly.  Marty got back on track and pulled his t-shirt up and over his head, dropping it on the floor next to where his mom’s wet shorts lay.

“First things first,” Amber said, stepping in close to him.  Before he could say anything his mom wrapped her arms around him and pulled her body close to his, pressing her big breasts against his chest and her mound against his semi-erect cock.  She parted her lips and kissed him, her lips soft and warm against his, and after a moment’s hesitation Marty slid his arms around his mom and hugged her to him.  She moved one of her hands to the back of his head, holding it as she parted her lips more and slipped her soft, wet, lithe tongue into his mouth.  This took Marty completely by surprise, and it took him a moment to respond as his mom’s tongue sought out his own.  He felt his cock rising as they kissed, and heard his mom moan softly.

When the kiss ended and their lips parted it left both of them a little breathless, Amber from desire and Marty from both desire and surprise.  She looked him in the eyes for a moment before speaking, and when she spoke her voice was a soft, sultry whisper.

“Lay down on your back in the center of the bed,” she said, the desire burning in her eyes. 

Marty did as directed, slipping out of her arms to climb onto the bed, quickly moving into the center and lying on his back, his semi-erect cock lying against his stomach.  Amber wasted no time in climbing onto the bed next to him, and instead of getting on top as he expected her to do she moved up until she was almost at his shoulders, then quickly spun around to face his feet and swung one shapely leg over his head, expertly getting into the classic ‘69’ position. 

This was the first time Marty really had the chance to see his mom’s pussy, and he was happy to see that she, too, was shaven smooth.  He got a good look at her mound as she was getting into position, holding her hips up above his face, and he thought that she had the prettiest pussy he’d ever seen – not that he’d seen that many, anyway.  Her outer lips were smooth and shiny, glistening from her juices, already parted to give him a glimpse of the soft, inner lips inside.  The scent of her musk was heavy in the air, the scent filling his lungs with every breath he took.

Amber looked at her son’s semi-erect cock right in front of her as she got into position, marveling again at its size and girth.  She couldn’t wait to get his big dick inside her, but before then she wanted to suck on it some more while giving him the chance to prove that what Carol had said about Marty ‘knowing his way around a clitoris’ was accurate.  And the best way to do this was with the good old fashioned ‘69’ position, which also happened to be a personal favorite of hers.  She smiled as she lay on top of him, her big breasts pressing against him, dropping her hips down to press her pussy against his mouth and face.  She reached up and wrapped one hand around his semi-erect cock and began pumping it as she wrapped her other hand around his ball sack, massaging it as she pumped his cock, looking at the bulbous head of his cock as she did.

“This is going to be such fun!” she said, opening her mouth and lowering it down onto the head of his cock.

To be continued…