However right now all he could think of was his engorged and nearly exploding cock. Brenda's hot little fist zipped faster and faster up and down his engorged shaft, and he closed his eyes and hurtled to the brink of climax. Her fist tightened around his meat as she watched his face twist into a lusty grimace. She knew he was on the verge of coming, and she pumped his cock with firm quick strokes, taking him over the edge. He fucked hard at her fist as he began to come.
"Awwwwwww, fuck, awwwwww!" he yelled.
That was when Brenda realized that she'd forgotten to have some tissue handy. As the first thick wad of come jetted from his cock, the housewife in her took over, and all she could think of was preventing a big mess.
Desperately she opened her mouth wide and brought it within range of his squirting prick. She managed to catch all the globs of steaming jizz.
She gurgled and drooled as she tasted her son's delicious salty come. She realized she was doing a very kinky thing, but the alternative was to let him spurt his come all over the room. And she had to admit that she didn't mind eating it – not at all. She caught the last few spurts, and then she licked her lips clean. Luckily Mark hadn't noticed a thing. He was just now opening his eyes after that body wracking orgasm.
"Gee, thanks a million, Mom," he sighed, "I-I really needed that."
"All right, dear, you go to sleep now," Brenda said. She wanted to get out of that room before she completely lost control of herself.
But Mark grasped her wrist and wouldn't let her go. "Wait, Mom," he said, "don't you want me to help you feel better, too?"
Brenda blushed furiously. "Mark, that wouldn't be right," she said, even as her pussy burned with need.
"But, Mom, that doesn't make sense," he said, pulling her down beside him. "You just helped me out, so why shouldn't I do the same for you?"
As he spoke he was unzipping her shorts, and Brenda gasped as he slid his hand down inside shorts and panties and touched the scorching wet flesh of her pussy. He began to rub her there, just as he'd seen her rub herself when he was spying on her, desperately hoping to get her aroused. He succeeded. His stroking felt so good on her lust-inflamed slit that Brenda just couldn't resist.
"Ohhhhhh, God," she moaned.
"Just relax, Mom, and I'll get you off," Mark said soothingly. "There's nothing wrong with me just touching you."
Brenda convinced herself that he was right. She'd jacked him off, and now he'd just return the favor. There'd be nothing more serious than that, just mother and son helping each other out in an unusual way. She started to relax, and Mark zeroed in on her clit, rimming it with the tip of his finger, just as he'd seen her do it to herself. She gurgled with pleasure and soaked his finger with a hot spurt of juice.
"Mmmmnun, yesss, honey, just do that a little while longer," she sighed.
"I'll do whatever you want, Mom," he promised.
He just wished she'd want his cock inside her. He was sure as hell ready to provide that service, any time of day or night. But he knew he was lucky to have gotten as fat as he had. It seemed fantastic to be working his finger in all that hot juicy flesh between her legs and making her gurgle and sigh with pleasure. Soon his finger was dripping with her hot cream, and she was breathing very heavily.
Mark rimmed her clit faster, and she whimpered in bliss. Somehow it was a lot more exciting to have a male masturbating her than to do it herself. She closed her eyes and shut out all other thoughts and sensations as he rimmed her clit and gave her hot jolts of pleasure that made her cream, steadily and helplessly. It wasn't long before she was approaching orgasm, the pleasure building in her pussy till she could hardly contain it.
"Ooooooo, honey, just a little more," she moaned.
Mark wanted to give her a really powerful come. He recalled all the things she'd done to herself when she was beating off, and he remembered that she'd saved the most arousing thing till last, when she plunged her three bunched fingers into her cunt and used them like a cock. He decided to use that technique to bring her off. He just wished it was going to be his cock instead of his fingers that did the job.
His prick was steadily stiffening as he played with his mother's clit, and it went stiff as a board when he glided his three fingers into the scorching slippery tunnel of her twat. It was so damned hot and juicy in there, and he just knew it would feel terrific around his swollen boner. He imagined thrusting into her, sheathing his prick in that satiny hot flesh, and he damned near came. Brenda was moaning in ecstasy as he crammed her with his fingers.
"Unnnhhhh, baby, yes," she cried, "keep doing that to me, make me come."
That wasn't very hard to do. Mark started positioning his bunched fingers in her cunt, and she shot to the brink of orgasm, creaming heavily and helplessly. She arched her body to take his plowing fingers as deep as she could get them. She felt the pleasure building in her pussy and reaching the point of explosion. That was when Mark felt her cunt clamp like a vise around his fingers and drench them with steaming liquid.
"Ooooooo, baby, you did it, I'm coming!" his mother howled.
Mark's cock twitched and drooled as he felt that steady hard clamping action around his fingers. It sure would be great to have his cock massaged like that, then sizzle his load into his mom's gulping cunt. He just had to try it. He was dying to be rid of his damned virginity, dying to make it with his gorgeous mother. As Brenda started coming down from her body rocking climax, Mark whipped his soaked fingers out of her box and threw himself onto her.
"Mark, noooo," she squealed.
"Please, Mom, let me do it," he groaned.
It was obvious that he was urgently horny, but Brenda wasn't ready for fucking her own son. He stabbed around with his steel-hard tock, trying to get into her cunt, but all he did was jab her belly. It was easy to divert the inexperienced kid. Brenda grabbed for his prick, curled her fingers around it, and started pumping.
"Ahhhhhhh, Jesus," Mark moaned.
"I'll get you off, honey," Brenda said soothingly.
Mark was just too horny to fight it. He wanted so much to plunge his achingly stiff cock into his mom's juicy little pussy hole, but her pumping fist felt damned good, too. He just let it happen. He began fucking at her fist as his urgency overtook him. All that mattered to him was shooting his load, and he didn't care how it happened.
Brenda felt that violently throbbing cock jerking in her fist, and she almost groaned with need. Once again she thought how easy and wonderful it would be just to open her legs and let Mark cram his cock into her. She needed to be fucked so badly. But she couldn't handle incest. Not yet, at least. This was something she really had to think about. So for the time being it was best just to jack the boy off. That would give them both time to think.
Using one hand to pump his nearly exploding prick, she grabbed some tissues from the besides table. Not a moment too soon, either – Mark was moaning steadily and hoarsely, fucking her fist, and it was clear that he was just about to come. Brenda tightened her grip around his cock and pumped it very fast, and that took him over the edge. She felt his cock spasm hard, and she clapped the tissue over the squirting purple head to catch his boiling jizz.
"Awwwwww, fuck, shit, awwwwwwww!" the boy roared.
Brenda shivered lustily, wishing that boiling come was flooding her cunt. She still had a week to go before Gil returned, and every hour of every day would be spent in Mark's company. She wondered if she'd be able to resist her handsome horny son if he came on to her again. That was a question she just couldn't answer. As Mark started coming down from his climax, she hastily moved off the bed.
"You go to sleep now, Mark," she said firmly, then hurried from the room before he could say a word.