A Son Finds His Naughty Mother

Mark greedily, hurtfully, and nastily drove at her, his prick now a bar of steel, he had just unloaded and he had got harder! Sarah was Ooooohing, and Arggghing loudly, the pain, mixed with the utter pleasure was unbearable, she came in torrents, and thats when she broke.

"Mark, oh Mark my darling, Oh baby, wha... Oooooh, Ohhhhh yes baby yes, do me Mark, hurt me, make me hurt, give me pain honey do me, do me for god's sake do meeeeee pleeeeease!" She was almost hysterical with the total demolition he was visiting upon her and her beautiful sexy body. Her mind had warped and bent, she was out of shape, out of kilter, and being subjected to an hitherto unknown fucking, a violent fucking she had never experienced, not by anyone.

The rage that was in Mark and fuelling what he was doing, kept him going, he had never shagged anyone like this either. Certainly not Heather his girlfriend, who would soon be history. He physically concentrated on beating his mother, literally into the ground, or in this case, her bed. He rose and fell at speed and power, his mother was no longer holding on, she was hanging on as he pummelled her endlessly.

But even his youthful anger couldn't sustain him forever, and gradually it subsided, but his prick remained as it was, iron hard. He levelled off into screwing the gorgeous sexy woman who was his mother. His eyes regained their focus, and found he was looking down at the serenity of her, even he could see bliss when he saw it.

Her eyes were closed, her whole face was flushed, her mouth slightly open, her white even teeth were also parted, she was breathing deeply, her chest rising and falling, making her magnificent breasts rise and fall in unison. Her titanium tipped nipples were grazing his chest as they rose together.

Mark didn't know that he had given his mother the satisfaction she herself hadn't known she was in dire need of, what she had really craved for. All the times she had fucked her young lovers, she had taken it that her satisfaction was complete, she couldn't have been wrong, Mark, her own son had just revealed it to her.

Sarah had sought, found, seduced her young lovers after Pete had seduced her, her belief was that she needed them. That she needed satisfying while Ken was away, it was all a big mistake, in her befuddled brain she was now thinking of the horrible way she had been acting. Pete had brought her unwitting troubles to the surface, but instead of bringing hope and relief, it had exacerbated her situation.

Mark, unwittingly had found the key to her deeper problems, his prick was it. He had put it in the lock of her shuttered being, and opened the door, and now Sarah could step through it and back into the sunlight from the dark places she had visited and finding herself in. Sarah felt as if a huge weight had been lifted from her, she also understood somehow that her roaming days with young lovers, even possible future older ones, were well and truly over, she had Mark!

Mark was now making love to his mother; his strokes in and out were long and slow, languid, though still strident, and very personal. He wanted to please her now instead of hurting her, he wanted to see her smile at him. He wanted to know that she was happy, satisfaction was for the future, which today was now.

She tightened her hold, her legs closed over his and gripped, her arms held him near, her nails dug in, he moaned, she dug deeper, making him moan more. Then she opened her eyes, they connected with his, she smiled, he smiled, Sarah raised her head slightly and kissed him.

"Mark, I love you darling, I'm so sorry about, er, please forgive me Mark please?" and she nodded her head at the door meaning the garage man. "I honestly don't know what came over me; I was feeling just so lonely," she told him. She hoped he had no idea of what her immediate past had been, of her other young lovers, but if he didn't know now, he never would know either, she decided.

"I'm applying for the college here mom," he said softly, "you'll never be on your own again, I'll be right here when dads away, and I'll take care of things when he is." This wasn't lost on his mother, she stared at him trying to work out if he was meaning what she thought he was meaning.

"You'll take care of me Mark, what do you mean?" she asked, she wanted to know where she stood now. Sarah needed the comfort of him actually saying what he had meant, what he intended. She still had fears of being really found out about her recent past.

"I mean, that when he is away, you won't need to look elsewhere, debase, embarrass and disgrace not only us, but yourself too," he told her forcefully, even a little cruelly. "I have noticed a change in you for the last 3 months or so mom, you haven't been with us in your head. So I'm assuming you have been, how shall I put it?" He raised his eyes and eye brows as if thinking deeply, "Ah, I know mom," he said nastily, "shagging every bloke you have met!"

"Mark," she cried, that hit her where it hurt and she didn't like it, not one bit. Had she really been that obvious, had Ken noticed? Now she knew she would have to rely totally on her son's good will not to ruin, what she in fact, she had started to ruin.

Sarah broke into tears, "I'm sorry Mark, I am honey, I really am. I still don't understand this myself. Please can we talk about this a little?" by saying, 'a little,' she was hoping Mark didn't want to talk about her indiscretions at all.

"What's done is done mom," he said, "all you need to know is you and I are taking a new direction, one that will be steered by me from now on!" Sarah couldn't, in her fuzzy mind, still wasn't sure what he was meaning.

"How Mark, tell me what you mean baby, please?" He rolled to one side and looked at her, his finger tips squeezed a sizeable nipple, she folded before him. Now she knew, or thought she did.

"From now on mom, when dad is away, I will take his place, not only here in your bed, but also here too," he told her, and tapped over her heart with a finger tip. "What has just happened here today won't be the last time mom, now I've found you. I'm not about to let you go. You are mine now, no going back, no recriminations, what you were about to do with him!" and he hooked a thumb over his shoulder," no one else will ever enter your life again, got it?"

Sarah beamed, her indiscriminate past was over, no more Pete, no more looking for unwarranted sex, for that was all it had been really, she understood herself now. She would be safe forever, Mark wouldn't let her stray again, not that she had any intention ever again of doing so. And if he was like again, the way he had just been then Sarah was in for the ride(s) of her life.

"Do you mean Mark," she said, "that if I do something like this?" and she rubbed his prick, cupped his balls, kissed his lips, "then I will be getting a lot more of the sexing from you that you have just made me have?"

"Finally," he smiled, and looked down at her, "the penny has dropped, now," he added, "get down there and get me ready for round two! three and four will follow later! He pushed her head down and forced her to his prick, his mother needed no second bidding, her lips closed happily around it.

"Why I hadn't felt this before mom I'll never know, you are just so beautiful, but I knew that didn't I, what I didn't know, and didn't see was you!" It took her nearly twenty minutes, she never gave up, and eventually he spewed his cum into her mouth for the first time, their relationship was being cemented.

Later:

"How many men have you had since you married dad mom?" his question took her by complete surprise. She spluttered and stammered, coughed and wheezed.

"I have never been unfaithful darling, except today, why have you asked me such a bad thing?" He grinned.

"Right answer mom, to be honest I don't care if you have, but now you won't be straying any more. By the way, Pete was after you, did you know that? So it's a good job I got here first isn't it, he wouldn't have given up chasing you, not unless he would have had to."

Sarah stared at him, 'Jesus Christ!' she thought, "He wouldn't have got any where baby," she told her son, "and I'm so happy you have found me. But you are a bad boy Mark, a very bad boy. But I do love a good bad boy too!" and she laughed. And saying that, his mother slipped her middle finger with the nail still missing, unexpectedly into his ass.

"How bad with me are you going to be, my bad naughty young master?" she asked wickedly.

"You are about to find out, you dirty slut!" he told her, this turned Sarah so far on she orgasmed. It shattered her completely, no one, never ever in her life, had called her a dirty slut. It was so magical, so intense it blew her away. Her lips quivered, she looked at him in a way she had never looked at a man. Her whole being gave in to him, Sarah's life had gone full circle, from wife and mother, to son and devoted lover.