Mother Son Confessions Ch. 03

He only lasted several more pumps before he moaned and exploded. Mom squealed, her watering eyes going wide as his cock spurted again and again, flooding his mother's mouth with his hot thick cum.

Mark stopped moving his hips and Mom resumed her sucking and jerking, taking every drop he had. It was his turn to whimper as she jerked him harder, helping his balls to empty into her greedy mouth.

He gasped and whispered, "Okay, stop." Then cried out when she sucked hard just on the tip, milking a few more drops from him.

Mom turned to face the men and picking up her black skirt held it under her chin. Opening her mouth wide, she let the cum spill from her lips and onto the skirt. It had been a huge load and mom worked her head back and forth making a long thick trail of cum on the black material.

Holding it up, she smiled, then slurped some of the cum back into her mouth. Mark watched, his cock still hard and twitching, as she played with the cum, swirling her tongue in it and letting it hang down her face before sucking some of it back up.

She tossed the skirt to the side and standing, caught him by surprise by grabbing his shoulders, turning him and giving him a shove. Mark stumbled against the couch and fell into a sitting position.

Mom quickly swung her leg over his, straddled him and sat down on his hard cock. She cried out as she drive his huge dick deep inside her and he moaned as her pussy contracted around his still sensitive tip.

Mom worked her hips in circles several times before putting her hands on his shoulders and riding him like he was a prize bull at a rodeo.

"That's right." She moaned into his ear, "Those men think they're seeing hot? They don't know the half of it. They think I'm a pig now, if they only knew I was such a whore that I was fucking my son! And doing it right in front of people."

"And for money." Mark added through his groans as she pounded her hot wet pussy onto his cock. "Once a whore always a whore." He whispered.

Mom's eyes widened and digging her fingers into his arms she fucked him even harder.

"You love me being a whore!" She hissed, "Loved me fucking other guys until I started fucking you, now I'm your whore!"

Mom pushed herself off his cock and turning around between his legs sat down on his dick. She put her feet on his thighs and pushed herself up against his chest. Mark put his arms around her slender waist and pinning him to her fucked her as hard as he could.

Mom cried out and began rubbing her pussy, letting the men see his cock pounding into her while she rubbed her clit. Mark grabbed her tits and squeezed them hard as he fucked her, repeatedly driving his cock into his mother's forbidden hole.

"They're watching." She let her head fall back against his chest and spoke into his ear, "Bet they're spanking it, that's why Sal kills the lights and has a box of tissues on the arm of every chair, so the little pigs can jerk off and make a mess. Jerk off to your big dick slamming my little pussy."

Mark fucked her harder, lifting his hips from the couch and making her yelp by driving his cock as deep as he could. Mom told him to stop and sliding off him again rolled over and sitting on the couch, spread her legs.

Mark didn't need to be told twice. Standing, her kicked his jeans off and dropping to his knees plunged his face between her thighs. Mom was so wet his face was soaked in an instant, but he loved it. He shoved his tongue inside her and sucked up as much of her sticky fluid as he could.

Sliding his tongue up through the wet folds of her pussy, Mark jammed two fingers inside her then sucked her clit so hard she cried out. Keeping his tongue moving on her clit he drove a finger back into her ass.

Mom yelped, then putting her feet on his shoulders, worked her hips in circles, shoving her clit into his face and pushing his finger deeper into her holes. Mark wasn't eating his mother's pussy, he was attacking it and mom was crying her pleasure each time he sucked her clit hard into his mouth.

He looked up to see her playing with her tits, twisting the barbells. Her eyes were wide and her red lips parted as she stared down at her son, licking her pussy. Mark noticed a few drops of cum on her tits as she played with them and his cock jumped between his legs. God he needed to fuck her, fuck her long and hard.

"Yes!" Mom cried out, "Suck that pussy! Suck it harder! Make me come again! Make me come so you can fuck the shit of me!"

Mark sucked her clit into his mouth and pushed another finger into her ass. Mom threw her head back and howled like an animal as her pussy contracted and she went off like a rocket. Mom screamed even louder and clamped her thighs around his head, pinning him to her quivering pussy.

Mark continued to lick and pump his fingers as Mom bucked and writhed, grinding her sopping flesh into his face. She squealed long and loud as her holes contracted tightly around his fingers as her second orgasm smashed through her.

The second she sighed and let her legs slide from his shoulders, Mark stood up, grabbed her ankles and drove his cock into her. She was so wet he felt it splatter his thighs as he pounded into her sopping slit.

"Fuck yeah!" Mom yelled, "Fuck me! Fuck me fuck me!"

Mark spread her legs as wide a she could and hammered away at her. Mom was moaning continuously as he gave it to her, but nodded towards where their audience was. Getting her hint, Mark withdrew his dripping cock from her and grabbing her arm, pulled her to her feet.

Mark threw her forward and she pretended to be caught off guard and stumbled forward, landing on her knees right on the edge of the stage. Mark grabbed her hair and yanking her head around, buried his wet cock in her mouth.

Mom moaned and sucked him deep, her eyes rolling back as her son fucked her mouth with long hard strokes. Pulling it out he once again shoved her head forward and mom moaned as she went to her hands and knees.

She turned so her side was to the men and mark got behind her so they could watch his cock enter her. Mom turned her head to them and screamed as he spread her ass wide and drove into her pussy.

She kept her face to their fans as he proceeded to tear into her as hard as he could. Fucking her so hard she was rocked forward every time he buried himself inside her. Reaching out he grabbed her hair and yanked her head back.

Mom cried out repeatedly as her son plundered her oozing pussy. Mark imagined the men in the shadows, thought of them stroking their cocks and wishing they were fucking his mother. For a moment Mark imagined mom down there with them, on her knees sucking them, going from cock to cock.

She'd then turn around and put her ass in the air and one would fuck her while she sucked another. They would all take her, filling her mouth and pussy with cum and she would love it, the fucking slut.

Even as he continued his relentless assault on her pussy, Mark had a moment of unease with the unexpected fantasy. Those images had come more and more lately and he wasn't sure if they were past turn-on's or did he really want to...

"An extra five hundred I'll take it in the ass!" Mom called out.

Mark slowed his fucking, surprised. There was a burst of excited babble and one of the men emerged from the shadows, and nervously approaching them, put five hundreds on the stage in front of mom.

"I get a hundred of that!" Sal called from the corner.

Mom looked over her shoulder and Mark's cock twitched, her eyes were wild and her face slicked with sweat, her hair was plastered to her cheek and with a nasty smile, she asked, "What are you waiting for?"

Lowering her voice to a barely audible whisper, she added, "Fuck your whore mother in the ass!"

Mark plunged his cock deep inside her pussy once more, then sliding it up, pushed his head against her pink rosebud. He eased the tip in and mom whimpered. He planned on going slow for effect and to ease it in, but mom surprised him by slamming her hips back into him and burying him to the hilt.

"Oh fuck its fucking huge!" She cried out. "Oh, God it hurts!"

Mark moaned as he felt her tight ass squeezing his cock as it tried to quickly adjust to him. Mom worked her hips telling him to just go ahead and fuck her and after several long slow pumps that she whimpered all the way through, he took a deep breath and cut loose.

Mom howled over and over again as he drilled her ass with his huge dick, pounding it as hard as she had her pussy. Mom was facing the men and Mark could see her eyes were bulging and her mouth was stretched into an O as she howled and squealed.

Mark knew he wasn't hurting her, but the sounds drove him wild and leaning over he pulled her arms out from under her. She moaned as he lowered her to the floor and as she rested her cheek on the stage, still facing them, Mark pinned her arms behind her back and fucked her even harder.

Her ass was at a different angle and he was driving even deeper than before. Mom continued to fill the room with her shrieks and howls of pleasure laced with mock pain and Mark was breathing like a bull, his heart pounding and his cock jerking each time he plundered his mother's ass with it.

His legs were shaking and looked down at mom's sweaty face. Her eyes watering, her cheeks flushed red and her mouth opened wide and squealing like a stuck pig sent him over the edge. With a loud cry of his own he whipped his cock out, squeezing it to hold back his load.

Mom rolled onto her back and straddling her chest, Mark let his cock go. A thick stream of cum erupted and splattered his mom's face. She opened her mouth and the second spurt landed on her tongue. Mark moved his cock to the side, spraying her cheek and trying to cover as much of her face as he could for the paying customers.

Mom moaned beneath him, shaking her head and helping him paint her face, some got in her hair and the sight of the white fluid in her the thick black was damn hot, but what wasn't right now? When he had nothing left, He sighed and letting his cock go rested on his hands over her.

Mom grabbed his cock and jerked it so hard it was painful and he whimpered when she wrung a couple more drops from the tip and caught them in her mouth. Mark swung his leg over her and sat down next to her.

Mom stayed where she was, turning her head to the side and letting the men get a good long look at her cum covered face. The lights came up and all three men stood and applauded wildly as Mark helped her into a sitting position. Mark smiled at the pile of wadded up tissues he saw on the floor at their chairs and two of their flies were still down.

"My friends, was that not the hottest fucking thing you ever saw?" Sal demanded coming from his corner. Walking up to the stage he quickly snatched one of the hundreds, then addressed the men again.

"Be sure to come back anytime and please bring your friends! Club Baby Doll is happy to make you happy!"

"We come back next month, will she still be here?" One of the men asked, pointing to Mom.

"Of course she will!" Sal assured him, "Our girls are very happy here! We're like one big happy family, right Raven?"

"More than you know Sal," She laughed through the cum dripping down her face, "More than you know."

*****

Mark jerked awake at the sound of a door and looked up to see mom coming out of the bathroom, a towel around her as she dried her hair with another. He let his head fall back on the chair and tried to force himself to stay awake.

They had stayed downstairs to clean up and Mark had showered first as the stand up shower in the tiny bathroom was too small for both of them. He'd come out, tossed his clothes back on and sat down to wait for mom and go upstairs together.

"Goddamn you look tired, baby." Mom said as she sat down and began sliding the fishnets on that she had brought with her.

"Little bit." He said, "But we only have a couple more hours.

"I'm staying until four." She said, putting on the second stocking and slipping on her stilettos.

"What?"

"When you were in the shower, Sal said a small private party is coming in from two to four and he's looking for a few girls and a couple of the bouncers to stay."

"Oh, well then I'll stick around." He gave a tired smile, "What's another couple of hours?"

"Its four more hours, honey and you're exhausted." Mom slid a black thong up to her knees, then stood to pull it all the way up. "Go home, baby."

"Come home with me at two." He suggested.

"Already said I would stay, besides, I'll make an extra three four hundred at least in those two hours, private parties are great."

"Because they all think they're going to fuck the girls."

"And they can, just like they can anytime. They just can't fuck this girl."

"But there will only be a couple of girls."

"Mark, Sal knows I won't fuck unless it's with you. He wouldn't ask if that's all it was going to be. All those parties aren't about that, sometimes they just want the club when it's not full of jerks." She laughed, "Course Sal is always here."

"Then I'll stay." He insisted stubbornly.

"Sal picked Rick and Bobby, that's all he needs."

"But..."

"Mark, look." She slipped a short robe on and came over to sit on the arm of the chair next to him.

"Oh, covering the tits?" He smirked, "The whore's gone, time to act like mom?"

"That hurt." She said softly. "I...I do the best I can, Mark."

"I'm sorry." He said quickly. "That was uncalled for. I'm just..."

"Very tired." She put her hand on her cheek. "Honey, we have a five hour drive tomorrow, we have to be on the road by seven, you need to get some sleep so you can drive first."

"More reason for you to come home, you need your rest too."

"Less than you. I don't work all day. Mark, we need the money."

"Bullshit. I make good at the yard and have a lot of overtime and shit, we just made over a grand and whatever else you made tonight."

"And you're taking Friday and Monday off at the yard and we're both missing Friday and Saturday night here and those are big nights. All this just breaks even."

"We're fine."

"We have to put money away in case we move again."

Mark sighed, "Mom, we won't have to move again."

"Let's not talk about that now." She said. "Now I'm staying and you're not. End of story."

"Yes, mom." He nodded.

"And you're leaving now."

"What? I have until two."

"I talked to Sal, told him how hard you worked all week and the drive tomorrow. He said its fine for you to take off..." She looked at the time on his cell in the arm of the chair, "Now, its twelve fifteen."

"Mom..."

"Mark..." She put her hands out, "What do you think is going to happen? You think I'm going to suck someone's cock?"

"That's not what I'm worried about." He looked away from her.

"Then what..." She stopped and nodded. "Okay, I get it. Honey, I swore to you no more and it's been a year, trust me."

"A year you haven't been in a place like this without me." He said, "Christ Mom, I almost shit when you picked up that champagne."

"You have to trust me, Mark." She said firmly. "I know you're nervous and don't blame you and it's my fault you are, but you can't be my shadow." She kissed his cheek, "Go home and rest. Alexis is giving me a ride home, I'll be fine."

Mark nodded in resignation and stood up.

"I think I like you better as a slut." He said with a half smile.

"Well just think, next four days I'll be your whore and your mom and at the same time because all the other moms are too!"

"Don't think they're quite like us, but it'll be fun."

"Good, I'm sure we'll all have fun stuff to talk about."

"Maybe not fun stuff too." Mark said softly.

"What's the matter, honey? You've kind of made it sound that way a couple of times I've brought it up."

"Just..." He sighed, "Just something I need to figure out and maybe I can see what a couple of the other guys think, being they're you know...doing their moms too."

"Doing." She laughed. "But okay, it's your thing, I just hope if it's about us I get to know eventually."

"You will...Mom." He winked.

"Trust me Mark." She shook her head, "There are times I prefer you as a lover than my pain in the ass son."

"I was a pain in the ass tonight, wasn't i?"

"Go home Mark." She waved towards the door. "Your whore mother has spoken."

*****

Mark lay there staring up at the ceiling trying to stop his mind from racing.

"She'll be fine." He whispered into the dim light of the bedroom.

The light came from the pair of candles he had lit on the end tables so the room wouldn't be totally dark when Mom came in. He looked over at the clock and saw it was four thirty five; the club was fifteen minutes from their apartment. She should have been here by now.

He picked up his phone and hesitated. He wanted to call her, but didn't want her getting pissed off at him. She was right, he had to trust her and it had been a little over a year. She went to meetings and never went near booze except for the club.

But she could get carried away. Just like they both did with sex, Mom could get caught up in the club and have a drink, think one would be okay then...he sat up at the sound of a car door outside. He listened and picked up the unmistakable sound of heels in the driveway.

A moment later he heard the front door and footsteps coming down the hall.

"Please be okay." He whispered.

Mom entered the room quietly and Mark closed his eyes, he wanted to see how she was before he said anything. He heard her moving around and opened his eyes to see her slipping off a simple black sundress, one of the ones she kept at the club in case, like tonight, something happened to her clothes.

She stood in front of the mirror and lifting her hair pinned it up to sleep. She was in a pair of red panties and Mark admired how her fair skin glowed in the candle light. He took in the crow tattoo and the soft skin of her back.

He wasn't aroused, he was so tired even that was beyond him, but watching her clean off her makeup he was struck by how beautiful she was beneath the tattoos and the gothic Raven persona.

She was humming softly to herself and her movements were fine and most important her eyes seemed okay and she didn't have that horrible drunken smile on her face he'd spent years looking at.

To get his mind off that, he stared at her tits in the mirror and then her soft flat stomach, amazing ass and long legs. Many guys who had seen mom had told him what a lucky SOB he was to be hooking up with a hot milf like her and he had to admit, they were right. The fact she was his mom, finally a mom, was an added bonus.

"I'm fine, honey." She said smiling into the mirror. "I know you're awake."

"Just woke up."

"Liar." She turned and walked over to the bed. "You stayed awake didn't you?"

"I slept a little." He said.

"Want to smell my breath?" She asked, as she slid into the bed next to him and pulling the sheet up to their waists.

"You've heard of mints." He told her.

"True." She laughed, rolling onto her side "But really, you see I'm fine."

"You are fine, mom." He said, turning onto his side to face her. "I was watching you just now...you're beautiful."

"Honey, that's so sweet." She kissed him softly. "I get hot all the time and skanky," She winked, "But not that."

"Well you are." He kissed her again, "Very beautiful."

"So are you my pretty bad boy." She ran her fingers through the scruff on his cheek. "Shave for me tomorrow? I like you better that way."

"Whatever you want, mom."

"Honey." She took a breath, "What you just said meant a lot, but know what means more?"

"What?"

"You calling me mom and not Molly and meaning it." She swallowed and Mark saw her eyes were getting misty. "Molly wasn't a mom and sometimes...well what we do, I still don't feel like one. But I try, baby. I do."