Family First Ch. 11

"How can I help?" she asked, reaching up to take his slimy cock in her grasp. "I don't know if I can cum again, but... anything you want, I'll do it."

Danny was reminded for what felt like the millionth time how much he adored her. No matter how worn out she was, she was always there to give him whatever he needed. He almost would have felt guilty if it wasn't so completely obvious that she got off on the idea of pleasuring her only son.

He sighed as she took a firmer grip on his penis. She gently tugged him up and down, and without realizing it, Danny found himself knee-walking closer wanting more of her soft touch. When he was in range, she reached beneath him with her free hand and started manipulating his balls.

"Is this good?" she asked, surprising him with the innocence in her voice after the thorough fucking she'd just received.

Danny grunted, hunched his back, and pushed himself more firmly into her grasp. Mary took the hint and started stroking him more vigorously. "Oh, yeah! Mmfhh... That's it, Mom... Just like that..."

Mary smiled back at him, her eyes gleaming with pride.

For a minute or two, the room was silent save for the wet sound of Mary's fist pounding up and down on her son's cum-slick erection. Lifting one of his knees, he straddled her torso and gripped the headboard with both hands. His dick hung directly in front of her face as she deliberately tugged on it.

There were a thousand things he wanted to do to her at that moment, including fucking those luscious tits of hers, but something about this just felt so right. Mary looked up at him, not with excitement or desperation, but with pride, warmth, and love. This wasn't about her pleasure — only his. He never would have guessed that, after performing so many filthy acts together, a simple hand job could feel so intimate.

"Just let yourself go whenever you're ready, Baby. Mommie's ready for you," Mary cooed.

Danny had been holding back for as long as he could, but her words were too much for him. His back sagged and a low groan escaped from deep within him. Mary's eyes widened in anticipation as she felt his shaft swell and his heavy testes tighten.

With her fist wrapped around his length, Mary felt every spurt of his hot cum as it pulsed out of him. The first wet rope landed crossways across her lips — some of it landing in her half-open mouth. The next blast hit her chin and neck.

"Good boy..." she murmured. "Just let it all go..."

She kept jerking him as he came, a naughty shiver running down her spine as her son made a mess all over her. By the time he was finished, her lips, chin, neck, and breasts were every bit as sticky and wet as her pussy had been.

For a moment or two, they stared dumbly at each other, both of them a little embarrassed now that the heat of the moment had started to fade. For the first time since practically dragging her son into her bedroom, she felt aware of the thick sheen of sexual fluids that seemed to cover her entire body. She'd never felt like such a filthy slut as she did laying there, knowing her son had dumped a huge load of cum all over her face. The smell of it, along with her own secretions and the remnants of Tim's earlier deposit, filled her nostrils and made her feel lightheaded. She'd been thoroughly used by her husband and her son, and she'd let them do it. More than that — she'd encouraged them.

A voice from deep inside said there was something deeply wrong with her. Normal, sane women didn't do this kind of thing. People didn't lust after their own children, much less act on those desires. Good mothers didn't leave their husbands downstairs watching baseball while taking their sons upstairs to fuck.

And yet, she'd done exactly that. Worse, she knew that she'd never be able to stop. There was something broken inside of her — a deep, dark hole that she'd never be able to fill, no matter how many times she felt Danny's perfect cock inside of her. A wave of revulsion and shame rose up within her, and for a moment, she thought she was going to be sick. But then she looked up and met her son's gaze once again.

There was nothing but love in his eyes. It wasn't just the youthful delight that came along with having a bout of passionate sex. There was more to it than that. Danny saw her exactly how she was — all the way deep down to her core. He knew how easily she'd given in to her depraved desires and how much she loved letting her family members use her for sex. At the same time, he saw her as more than just the things she'd done. She would never be just another warm body for him to fuck.

He saw her as a complete person, and without saying a single word, he'd managed to make Mary feel like one. Danny loved her deeply and truly, and she loved him, too. It was one of the foundational laws of her universe. As long as he could take her as she was, she knew knew there could never be anything truly broken or wrong inside of her that a warm smile from her handsome son couldn't fix.

"Are you okay, Mom?" he asked, his sweet smile fading into the beginnings of a worried frown. "Do you want me to get you a towel to clean up with?"

"You're sweet, honey, but no. That's not it," she finally said, her voice sounding timid and still a little embarrassed. "It's just that I've never done that before..."

He hesitated a moment before cocking his head in confusion, and she knew she hadn't been nearly clear enough.

"I've never..." she hesitated, not sure she could actually put what they'd just done into words. "I've never let someone cum... you know... on me. At least not on my face. I always assumed it would be degrading and humiliating, and I guess in some ways it was... but it was such a turn on watching it pour out of you, knowing it was all just for me — almost like you were marking your territory."

Mary's blush deepened, but so did her smile. It was surprising to discover that she really wasn't embarrassed. Her embarrassment only ran surface deep. Submitting herself to her son had been an incredible turn-on, and she didn't see any reason why he shouldn't know it.

"God, Mom, it was so hot for me, too," he replied, as his shy smile widened into a big, goofy grin. In truth, he hadn't thought about their actions in those terms at all. He'd been so mesmerized by his mom's pretty face and his desperate need for release that he would have happily deposited his cum anywhere she wanted. Still, there was no denying the fact his mom looked hot as hell with his cum dripping from her neck and chin, and even hotter hearing her admit that she'd enjoyed having him pump a load all over her pretty face.

There was another beat of silence before Mary took a deep breath and said, "Will you do something for me before we clean up?"

"Anything," he replied.

"Okay, well... this is going to sound strange..." she hesitated a moment before deciding to push past her embarrassment. "Would you just rub your cock on my face?"

Danny stared down at her with a stunned look on his face. He wasn't sure what he'd been expecting her to ask, but definitely not this.

"I know you aren't going to cum... I just want to kiss it and nuzzle it and feel it all over me. I'm not ready to let go of you yet..."

"That sounds really nice," he replied. Despite the inherent nastiness of her request, Danny couldn't help but feel warm throb of affection for his adorable mom. He knew how hard it must have been for her to ask, which made the fact that she had all the sweeter.

With his hands still resting on the headboard of his parent's bed, it was a simple matter for him to scoot forward and lay his soft, wet cock against her cheek.

She let out a muffled whine as Danny flexed his hips, pushing the underside of his cock along the side of her face, drawing a wet line from the side of her nose up to her brow. At the same time, his balls glided up under her nose, tickling her nostrils with the soft, freshly grown hairs that adorned them. Opening her mouth, she let one of his testes slip between her lips. They sighed in unison when Mary's tongue started lapping gently against his wet scrotum, gathering up the cummy mixture of fluids that clung to him and swallowing it down.

"That feels really good, Mom," Danny moaned.

Much like the hand-job he'd received a few minutes prior, there was something undeniably intimate about the way his mom was loving on his cock. Anyone watching would have assumed that this was an act meant to degrade or humiliate her, but nothing could have been farther from the truth. He couldn't remember what it had been like to feed from his mom's breasts, but he couldn't help but imagine that the feelings of close connection they'd shared back then weren't all that different from how he felt now.

"Mmmhmm," Mary replied, unable to speak with her mouth full of her son's cockmeat. She wasn't sure what had driven her to make such a strange request of her son, but she was glad she had. Danny's soft, floppy cock felt like it was everywhere at once, painting her face with the remnants of his orgasm as well as her own saliva. It seemed to dominate her senses. She couldn't open her eyes without seeing it or open her mouth without tasting it. She wanted nothing more than to bathe in his musky aroma — to totally and completely surrender to her loving son.

Although she was too achy and sore for much serious attention, Mary found it harder and harder to resist the temptation to reach between her legs and toy with her sopping wet cunt. Her fingers quickly found her clit, which was almost painfully swollen as it stood out above the gooey, ruined mess of her cunt. Her other hand went up to her breast, gently squeezing her generous tits and rubbing at her nipples. To her immense surprise, it only took a few minutes of gentle stroking before she was coming.

"Ohhhhh yeahhh..." she groaned, her voice muffled by Danny's taint.

If it wasn't for the way her eyes rolled back in her head, Danny would have hardly known she was cumming. Her body shivered and her hips gave a few, nearly imperceptible, jerks, and that was all. She could have lain there, nursing on her son's deflated cock all night long, but her body had nothing left to give.

"It's getting late, Mom," Danny said. "Want to go get cleaned up before bed?"

Mary was so lost in her sexual haze that she couldn't do anything more than nod, letting out a disappointed moan when Danny finally climbed off of her. It wasn't until she accepted Danny's hand as he helped her off of the bed that she realized how big of a mess they'd made. The sheets were marked with two massive wet spots, and the whole room reeked of sex. Worse, as soon as she got on her feet, she began to feel Danny's spend sliding down her belly and breasts to the carpet below. A surprised yelp escaped her lips as she moved her hands to catch as much as she could and dashed for the bathroom.

Danny just stood there for a moment, grinning as his eyes followed Mary's plump ass as it jiggled and swayed its way out of his line of sight. He took a moment to stretch his limbs before stripping off the soiled bedding and quickly tossing a fresh sheet and comforter. It wasn't pretty, but he knew he'd have to move quick if he wanted the opportunity to shower with his mom. When he finally joined her under the warm spray of the shower, Mary was facing away from him. After taking another moment to admire her shapely backside, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into his embrace.

"Mmm... Hi..." Mary said, leaning her head back on his shoulder and smiling up at him as his palms moved to gently cup her breasts. "What took you so long?"

"I changed the sheets, so you can go right to bed once we're finished in here."

"You're such a sweet boy," she cooed, closing her eyes and relaxing as the warm water ran over her torso. Danny gently rubbed her breasts, using the tips of his fingers to rub away the sexual fluids that still clung stubbornly to her skin. Mary was too spent to get much pleasure out of this intimate contact, but even so, she couldn't help but let out a quiet moan when his thumbs brushed over her dark nipples.

For several long minutes, Danny patiently soaped up and cleaned his mother's naked body. When he was finished with her breasts, he moved higher, wiping away the excess cum on her neck and chin before moving lower once again. His fingers traced a path down her back, stopping at the curve of her ass and moving around to rub and caress her round belly.

For a moment, Mary was embarrassed. Carrying the twins, and later, Danny, had taken a toll on her body, and unlike Diane, she'd never been successful in ridding herself of all the extra pounds. She'd done what she could to stay in shape and watch what she ate, but there was no denying the fact that her body would never be as taut and slender as the other women in their family. She knew she wasn't what anyone would consider fat, but nonetheless, she'd often considered her roundish mid-section to be one of her least attractive assets. The fact that her son was so eagerly touching and exploring her there made her feel sheepish.

"I love you so much, Mom," Danny whispered, as if in answer to her private fears. "I don't know how to describe it, but being close to you like this makes me really happy. It's different from how things are with Christina or Aunt Diane."

"I know what you mean, sweetie." Opening her eyes, she met Danny's intensely loving gaze. His expression was a near perfect replica of the way he'd smiled at her in bed after drenching her in his cum. "It's almost the same as when you were little. I don't know how much you remember, but there was a time when just about the only thing you wanted was to be in my arms. Your sisters started running wild almost as soon as they started walking, but not you. You were always my sweet little boy. I know I'll never have you all to myself again. I wouldn't want that for you, even if I could. But it means so much to me that we've gotten some of that closeness back. Getting to hold you close, touching you, feeling your breath and your heartbeat next to mine... It makes me happier than you'll ever know..."

Without another word, Danny turned her around and kissed her. They stayed that way for several long, happy moments, their lips tenderly working against each other before finally parting. When he looked down at her once again, tears were streaming down her face.

"I do know, Mom. I feel it, too," Danny said, nearly choking on his words, his own eyes filling with tears as a thousand happy memories and feelings flooded through his brain. "I feel so lucky to have you as my mom..."

"Oh, me too, baby... me too..."

Mary buried her face in Danny's chest, sobbing and trembling as all of her fear and uncertainty seemed to flow out of her in an uncontrollable wave of emotion. He held her tight to his chest, whispering words of loving encouragement as she trembled and wept. They stayed that way for a long time, loving and encouraging each other until the water finally started to cool.

"You distracted me," she said, sniffling even as she grinned up at him.

Danny just smiled and said, "Sorry. Not sorry."

"Will you sleep with me tonight?" she asked after a momentary pause.

The question seemed to come out of left field, but Danny quickly nodded. "I'd really like that, but will Dad mind?"

"If he does, then he can sleep on the couch. I'm not ready to let you go, tonight," she replied. Her playful smile made it clear that she was only half joking even as she rubbed the tears away from her wide, vulnerable eyes.

Danny returned her grin and said, "We better get cleaned up then before we freeze."

The two of them worked quickly to soap themselves off before stepping out of the shower. Their eyes lingered on each other's naked bodies as they dried off, neither of them bothering to put on any clothes before climbing under the covers. Mary wasted no time in wrapping herself around her son's naked body, hooking her leg over his and wrapping her arm around his torso. Danny let out a contented sigh as the feeling of her big, soft breasts flattening against his side.

"I love you, Danny," she whispered.

"I love you too, Mom."

The next thing he knew, his eyes were blinking open, dimly aware of a quiet disturbance in the room. Looking upward, he saw his dad staring down at him, a lighthearted smile playing across his face.

Danny had no idea what time it was or how long he'd been out, but it became immediately apparent that he and his mom had shifted positions in their sleep. Mary had turned on her side, and he'd nuzzled up behind her. His free arm was draped over her, his palm resting comfortably on one of her heavy tits. He was struck by a sudden wave of panic at the thought of his dad watching as he groped his mom's breasts. Even after everything that the three of them had done together, his natural instincts still hadn't caught up to the fact that his dad really was okay with this strange, new dynamic.

He opened his mouth to apologize and explain why he was in their bed, but Tim quickly shushed him. "It's okay," he whispered. "No need to wake your mom." As if it was the most natural thing in the world, he slid his naked body under the sheets, sandwiching Mary's slumbering body between them.

"Did you two enjoy yourselves?" he asked.

Danny nodded vigorously. "It was amazing, Dad. Thanks for giving us some time together."

"Tim... 's that you...?" Mary muttered, still obviously half asleep.

"It's me, honey. I was just talking to Danny, but we should all go back to sleep.

"Hmm... 'thass nice..." she mumbled before turning over and snuggling up to her son once again.

Tim merely grinned and shrugged before pulling the sheets up to his chin. "Good night, you two," he whispered.

"Good night, Dad."

Moments later, the three of them were slumbering peacefully in each other's arms.

Author's Note: As always, my sincerest thanks for taking the time to read this increasingly lengthy and complicated story. I hope this chapter was worth the wait! Writing these filthy stories is a labor of love for me, but it's also time consuming, lonely work. If you enjoyed this chapter, please consider voting, leaving a comment, or sending feedback. Your words of encouragement really mean a lot!