What Lies Beneath - Sex Stories

What Lies Beneath

... blushing with embarrassment. &#034Marcus, you two shouldn't be doing that together! You're b*****r and s****r!&#034 &#034All we did was make each other feel good.&#034 he argued. &#034We love each other, and I don't want her going with any other boys who are going to use her and throw her away. She's better than that.&#034 &#034But Marcus, surely you know that's its not for you to do that for her?&#034 she protested weakly. &#034She has to find the right man for her by herself!&#034 &#034No. Mom, you're wrong.&#034 he said, looking her right in the eye. &#034There's two kinds of sluts. Sluts for one cock, and sluts for all cocks. You know that, right?&#034 &#034I've never heard it put that way, but I'd say that's correct.&#034 she admitted dryly. &#034I've never been a slut for all cocks, just one. Your father's, and I miss him so much.&#034 She started to tear up, so he moved up the bed and hugged her. She hugged him back fiercely, burying her face in his shoulder and sobbing as he stroked her hair and the back of her head. He let her cry herself out, holding her as long as she needed, and finally she sat up and looked at him, red eyed and runny nosed. &#034Your father used to hold me just like that.&#034 she said fondly, and that started a fresh bout of tears. She sat there and controlled it after a minute, wiping her face with both hands. &#034I'm sorry. I'm kind of a mess right now.&#034 &#034You look beautiful, Mom.&#034 he said, and leaned forward to kiss her ...

... forehead. &#034No, I'm a mess.&#034 she assured him. &#034I look a fright, but my emotions are even more jangled than usual.&#034 &#034How come? Is it because of your anniversary next week?&#034 he asked. &#034You know about that?&#034 she whispered. &#034Of course I know the date my parents got married.&#034 he told her. &#034The last day of June. It's also Miranda's birthday.&#034 &#034We had all our firsts on that day.&#034 she told him. &#034The day we met. The first time we made love, a year later. It was my first time, but not his. He was a very experienced lover when I met him, and every encounter we had was beautiful for both of us... he was very considerate that way.&#034 &#034I always do that for my ladies, too.&#034 he said. &#034I guess I'm a little like him that way. It's a mark of pride for me. I love the sounds they make, too.&#034 &#034More than you think, Marcus. Sometimes when I come downstairs and you're sitting bare chested at the kitchen table, in his chair, drinking coffee with that same ridiculous slurp...&#034 She smiled fondly at him, then yawned sl**pily. &#034Would you like me to sl**p here with you, Mom? I could hold you until you're asl**p... and maybe you'll dream about him.&#034 he offered. She smiled at him. &#034Let me go to powder my nose, okay? I'll be right back.&#034 She slipped off the bed and went into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. He took the opportunity to take his shorts off and get under the covers, also placing the cloth under ...