Mark leaned his head back against the wall feeling the urge to jerk off. But soon he turned his eyes back on the action. He watched his mother's wonderful breasts swinging around while she rode on his best friends dick. His mother had started to fuck him again! Mark couldn't believe it. That woman was going berserk. She seemed not to notice that by now she was screaming her head off. Tom was laying on the floor with a grin on his face his hands on her waist keeping her body steady, so she could get the fuck she required.
Mark had seen enough and moved slowly away. Running up the stairs to the toilet he jerked off his load. He could have never imagined that he would feel so horny by the thought of fucking his mother. Such a thought never ever crossed even his mind. But now after seeing her beautiful naked body Mark wanted to fuck her brains out. He envied Tom and felt pathetic whilst he wiped his cum off his dick.
4 days later
Since that morning Mark had not seen Tom. For days now, Mark was constantly thinking about the kitchen incident. Each night he dreamed about sex orgies with his Mom and each time he saw her bending over he wanted to fuck her like his friend did that morning. He lusted to touch her body, her lush's breasts and plunge his rod into her wet hole. The desire was strong and the amount of frustration grew larger with each passing day.
He was flicking through the T.V. looking for nothing particular when she came back home from work.
"Hi Mark." She heard him calling from the doorway. Immediately he felt uneasy.
"Hi...I'm starving!" he replied.
"I'm Sorry. The... ah project... there was a mistake and I had to recalculate some figures. I just go under the shower before I make you something for dinner. OK?" She stood at the doorway and seemed to wait for some answer. Mark was deeply involved with the thought fucking her in the shower and required a moment to realise that she seemed to wait for an answer.
"Alright... take your time"
After a while he stood in front of the bathroom. He could hear water splashing down on the other side. The thought of her wet naked body made him tremble. His dick grew harder in his shorts. Mark quickly looked into her bedroom and saw her white underwear on the bed. His heart began to thump wildly and he broke out in sweat.
"Get a grip man.... we are talking here about your own mother for Christ sake." He whispered to himself. The thought fucking her in the shower could not be stopped anymore. He had to do it whether it would destroy his life or not. Maybe she would beg for his dick like she did for Toms.
"Very unlikely..." he muttered and sighed. But his body moved before he could reconsider his position. His fingers trembled when he opened the door to the bathroom. Immediately a wave of steam blew into his face. For a moment the bright light from the ceiling blinded his eyes. He could make out the shape of her body through the fabric of the shower curtain. The noise of the water covered his movements. His mouth was dry and his heart was nearly bursting when he ripped the curtain aside. Mark looked at her two well-formed butt cheeks and then her perfect tits of which he had dreamed for the last couple of nights.
"What the hell are you doing!" she screamed out. Her eyes showed her confusion and shock. Mark jerked. He was staring like in a trance at her body and did not realise that she had stopped the shower. She got him before he could get her. Mark was as confused by his irrational actions but the pure lust for her body took over the control over him.
"I know you fucked Tom in the kitchen!" he shouted at her. Mesmerised by his words she required a moment to think.
"How...how do you know? Mark did not reply.
"Stop gawking at me and give me my towel Mark Anderson." She said. He could feel anger in her tone.
"No." he said and trembled a little. She stared at him in shock and stepped out of the tub to get her towel. He let her not through. His mother was a head shorter than Mark and he grabbed her shoulders with ease. She yelled at him and slapped his face. But Mark did not let go. Lust and Greed took over his body. Her skin was hot and slippery. She smelled wonderful. Mark's right hand groped her full breasts and he nearly came on the spot. The flesh was softer than he had thought. He could feel the erect nipple under his palm.
"Well, I see you are enjoying yourself!" The sudden call by a different voice shocked them both. Tom stood in front of them with a big grin on his face.
"What the fuck are you doing in our house..."
"Well, what are you doing with your mother? Trying to rape her? That's not very nice is it Mark?" Tom said. Mark stared at his friend... he could not think straight. What was he doing here?
"Let her go Mark! She belongs to me."
"Only because you fucked her once does not mean she belongs to you!" Mark said.
"I rephrase it. Your mother is property of my father and me. No one fucks her without our permission."
"Mark... just let me go...please." suddenly his mother whispered.
"My mother is no ones property!" Mark yelled. "Who the fuck you think you are Tom!"
"To put it into context... just for you Mark, your mother fucked up big time in her job. She lost a lot, and I mean not some million dollars or so. This house, the clothes you wear, the food... everything actually belongs to the company your mother works for now. And it is not hard to guess I think that my father owns the company. In other words, if your mother does not act as we wish her to you will loose everything."
"Fuck you Tom. Do you really believe I buy that shit?" Mark replied.
"Tell him!" Tom said to Marks mother. Mark loosed his grip and his mother covered shyly her breasts with her arms.
"Come on tell him! Tell him the reason why you were late today was that you were fucking my father." Tom continued to grin.
"Get that grin out of your face you piece of shit!" Mark walked over to his friend and raised his arms.
"Stop it Mark!" the voice of his mother pierced through the air.
"It is true... I made a big mistake. They threatened me Mark.... they threatened me to take everything away from me, from us!" tears ran down her cheeks and Mark looked at her in disbelief.
"I had no other choice... please Mark don't be mad. I didn't want to loose you." She whispered. Mark couldn't say anything. There was nothing to say. His head spun around. This couldn't be real...
"It seems so that you have seen the little fuck in the kitchen a couple of days ago." Tom turned to Mark and patted his shoulders.
"Your mother is really a hell of a slut. Look how my dick has swollen up her cunt Mark. Do you want to see how she sucks my dick?" Tom said and chuckled. Mark trembled. He was angry with Tom and ashamed that he had seen his behaviour in the bathroom.
"Mark... go to your room. I handle this." The voice of his mother echoed in the background.
"You cannot do this MOM! I beg you don't. I don't care if we loose everything... it's just not right that they can threaten you in such a way. Don't you have any pride left in yourself?" Mark screamed he was crying. He could not allow this to happen. But both of them did not listen to him. Tom pulled down his shorts and his mother put his thick dick without hesitation into her mouth. Mark looked in utter disbelief at the sight.
She closed her eyes, rolling her tongue over Tom's dick head. She slurped loudly. Her fingers twitching his balls. Tom put his hands on her damp hair forcing his throbbing shaft deep into her. Her hot and wet saliva ran over Toms prick and he moaned.
"You are getting better indeed. My father told me that compared to two weeks ago when we started to fuck you; you are now getting slowly the hang of it. But...aahh...it is still a long way to perfection." Tom pulled his dick out of her mouth, spurting his thick white cum over her tits.
"How about you Mark? As my friend you are welcome to give it a try." Mark stood there looking at him and then at his mother. She was panting for breath, her cum glistened on her breasts under the bright light. His dick twitched... the lust in him began to burn up again.
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