My Loving Son - Sex Stories

My Loving Son

... course what Emma didn't was that Mark was a first class exponent of ass fucking, he loved it, the feel of a hot woman's backside connecting with his loins like this, the power trip it gave him, added to the spice of it. The sight of his cock disappearing and reappearing out of her ass was phenomenal, he knew it caused her pain and discomfort and that gave him added impetus, and also knowing she was doing it for him. AuntCathy had taught him to treat her nipples and her clit to a fiesta, a plethora of treats, a diet of climax and anti climax. He knew when to attack and when to leave her hanging. And in moments when he gave Emma his best, she was in raptures. He had her moaning in a sweet agony, pain mixed with huge blessings of thanks for this bespoken love. Mark got her clit, her pussy; his fingers working overtime, her nipples became hotbeds of orgasmic bliss. Reaching over and around he slapped her ass, using both hands in turn he got both cheeks, this led to Emma climaxing massively. Her head bounced of the bed, her ass cinched his prick, she reached under between her legs and caressed his balls, it was the only thing she could do whilst Mark was taking her ass fucking to the maximum. He realised that he had been in her for a while now, forgetting about himself as he taught his mother there was more learning to do. She had thought she would be teaching him, but it was plainly the other way round. Mark was a consummate lover who knew, thanks to his lovely Aunty, his way ...

... around a woman's body with tender loving ease. Then it was his turn once more, happy with what he had given his mother, he took his own. His fingers dug into the cheeks of her ass and he blew his load deep into her bowels, the heat from him seared her insides bringing her last orgasm to her. Mark had every millimetre of his prick in her ass as he dumped everything he had. The sensation of it nearly killing him, this was the best, all he had learned from his Aunty had come to the fore in this one moment. He made her lie down, him on top of her while his prick pulsded away letting the last drops be pumped into her. Mark bit her shoulder softly, then slowly backing away he slipped out of her. Emma moaned at the loss and the pain of his leaving, her ass would be sore forever she thought gleefully. He roled on to his back and rested, then said. "Well Emma what do you think, you going to like it there or what?" he was confident in her answer. "If I didn't Mark, and I have to admit that I did, that really was wild baby, would it make any difference to you doing it again, and me having to accept it again?" He put his arm around her, "no it wouldn't make any difference, but we are a team, aren't we?" he said. "Yes darling, we are a team, one for all, and all for one, that's us honey, that's us." They spent the rest of the day on deck, sunbathing, swimming, perusing the boutiques for a while. Emma bought one or two things. Mark said, "by the way it's a gala dinner tonight Emma, and we are ...