What Lies Beneath - Sex Stories

What Lies Beneath

... she said, getting a little panicked. &#034I can't be your slut; I'm your mother!&#034 &#034So what, you're my mother?&#034 he told her. &#034You're also a slut, and sluts need cock. You haven't had a cock since Dad died, have you?&#034 She shook her head. &#034It's worse than that.&#034 she told him truthfully. &#034No matter how much I masturbate, I can't come.&#034 she admitted. &#034I can't come unless Jason tells me to, and he's...&#034 &#034Oh, man!&#034 he said. &#034Really? Go get on the bed, on your hands and knees, Jennifer.&#034 &#034But Marcus, no, you're my son...&#034 She saw him fold his arms sternly again, frowning, and hastened to obey. &#034What are you going to do?&#034 she asked nervously, looking over her shoulder to see him slowly approaching. &#034Marcus, I'm your mother, we can't...&#034 &#034Jennifer, shut up.&#034 he said flatly, smacking her bare ass with his hand. She jumped and shrieked a little, but she stayed in place. &#034Quit being my mother for a little while and be my slut. You need to be a slut, you know you do, and I'm the only one who can fill my father's shoes.&#034 She drew in a ragged breath as he ran his fingers over her pussy. &#034Open your legs for me, slut.&#034 he told her. &#034Open them up wide, and lay your head on the bed.&#034 &#034Yes sir.&#034 she said, doing as he told her. She felt his hands slide up and grasp her hips as his mouth covered her sex. He licked her a few times, then tongue fucked her as his thumb ...

... pressed lightly against her asshole. &#034Come for me, Jennifer.&#034 he told her, moving his head back a little. Immediately, she was quivering and moaning, spasming with the f***e of the orgasms rocking her petite frame. &#034Come for me, Jennifer.&#034 he said again, as she was settling down, and the sensations redoubled, causing her to scream silently, her hips bucking convulsively. He pulled her over onto her side and held her in his arms until she came down, then kissed the side of her face. &#034Go take a shower and go to work.&#034 he said softly. &#034Everything is going to be better now, I promise, Mom. I'll take care of you.&#034 &#034Oh, my big boy, I love you, Marcus, I love you so much!&#034 she said, weeping happily. &#034Thank you, thank you so much. You have no idea how much I needed that.&#034 &#034I know, it's okay, Mom. I love you too. But you can't be late for work.&#034 he said. &#034Go take a shower, and we'll talk when you get home. Plus we have most of the day together tomorrow.&#034 &#034Okay.&#034 she said, kissing him once more, and got off the bed. &#034Jennifer, I think you should call me sir or Master when I give you an order.&#034 he said, smiling. &#034Yes sir.&#034 she said, smiling back. &#034You are more like your father than you know.&#034 He grabbed his shorts, not bothering to put them on, and went to his room to get dressed, just another pair of the terry cloth shorts and a T-shirt. He went downstairs and found Miranda cooking breakfast. ...