Mother's Problem Ch. 03

"My pussy aches," she complained.

"You have my dick in you," he replied plainly.

"Yes," she said. "But will you do about it?"

"I'm going to fuck you till you can't walk momma," he said to her delight.

Patricia allowed what happened next one-hundred percent. With a squeal of delight, she found herself suddenly on her back.

"Come on kiddo, fuck your mother," she said.

"Fuck you?" He replied with a grin. "I'm going to wreck you."

She was pulled until she could see her spread lips accepting his cock between them. Uncomfortable being in the position, she was about to observe something when he suddenly started pounding her pussy.

"That's right my boy," she began with a moan. "Fill me up."

Daniel grunted in exertion in reply, though Patricia cared less about that. She just cared about the feeling of euphoria spreading in her body. A feeling that peeks fast and ushered her into a gushing orgasm.

Patricia had, of course, tried her own taste. On the lips of men, woman, fingers, toys, and food. Never had her pussy squirted into an orgasm so hard that she had to drink the fluid just to breathe.

"God Daniel," she said after a few coughs. She heard the messy noise her pussy was making as the extra lube squelched between his cock and her fuck tunnel. "Slow down please."

The beast that her son had become didn't seem to listen. In fact, to her, it seemed as if his thrusts became harder. It soon prompted another gushing orgasm, but this time, she lost complete control of her body as it spasmed.

"Dammit mom," she scantly heard Daniel swear. All she knew is that her body violently convulsed as it bathed in rapturous delight. Everything was right in the world, and she had to catch herself from passing out.

"Daniel?" She said trying to focus.

"Yeah?"

"Where are you?"

"On the floor," he replied.

She laughed.

"I buck you off huh?"

She began laughing uncontrollably at his misfortune.

"Hey," he said anger in his voice. "I was practically there."

Patricia tried to stifle her laughter. After a bit, she even succeeded and all feeling came back to her.

"Sorry baby," she said. "Want to fuck your mother up her ass to feel better?"

A smile broke across her face when she heard him scramble to get up. She watched her son climb back into bed and he sat on his knees between her spread legs.

"Don't you need lube or anything?" He asked. "Or maybe another position?"

"Nope. Just grasp my ankles and lift me until you see my starfish. You can figure it out from there."

He obeyed her instructions and she shuddered in pleasure as he struggled to force his cock into the tight orifice. She struggled to relax but the anticipation of getting fucked in the ass made her squirm in delightful anticipation.

"Baby," she said. "Stop fucking around and stick your cock in my ass."

"You used to kiss me to make it feel better," he said with a tsk.

Patricia opened her mouth to reply but instead of being a catalyst to reply, it became an expression of surprise as his cock abruptly slid up her back door. There was no pain in Patricia, just a feeling of fulfillment.

"Oh god," a voice said. It startled the both of them and Patricia let out a yelp of surprise.

Alicia stood in the doorway, naked and wearing an expression of astonishment. Patricia wrapped her legs around Daniel and prevented him from pulling out.

"What do you think?" Patricia asked Alicia. There was a moment that she too had been horrified, but the girl did know that mother and son fuck. "This doesn't bother you does it?"

She felt Daniel move, but a flex of her legs and he got the message. He looked at her, but she didn't acknowledge him by returning the look. Though she could see horror etched on his face in the corner of her eye.

"How did you take such a thing up your ass?" Alicia said. Patricia laughed immediately and relaxed the vice lock of her legs around her son.

"Lots of practice my dear," she said. "Is it something you want to try?"

"And much more," she said. The look of astonishment had changed to bewilderment.

Patricia bit her lip again and moaned.

"Alicia, my son's cock is the best. You'll learn to treasure it."

She now took the time to look at Daniel. His look of fear was still on his face, but she nodded at him. His cock slid out and back into her and she bit her lip even harder as it slowly reamed her.

"It looks enjoyable," she said.

"Honey, why don't you get a shower," Patricia said. "It's getting rather late. Let me finish with him, and I'll get you home."

As much as Patricia would have loved the observation, she did have to be responsible somewhere. Especially if not being meant the possibility of discovery. The amount of scandal of not only a student and teacher but incest too was delightful in practice, but not in public knowledge.

"Okay," Alicia replied and she was gone. As soon as she left Patricia looked back to her son.

"Now son," she said. "Fuck me now."

"Really mom?"

She shifted her hips, impaling herself on and off his cock. It was enough to coax him into moving. Apparently, the lack of stimulation had caused him to soften a bit, but Patricia came hard once more as her ass spread with his growing vigor.

"Mom," he said. Patricia groaned as she knew that her ass was about to be delightfully filled.

"Cum baby," she said grabbing her ass cheeks and spreading them even more. That effort rewarded her as he sank in just a bit further. A final shove of his cock and the heat of his cum spread through her body.

"Yes," she hissed watching as his face contorted in different expressions of ecstasy.

"Oh mom," he said after a final shudder.

Patricia relaxed enjoying the euphoria that the both of them shared. His deflating cock and subsequent divorce from her ass made a shudder go through her.

"You ass is barely gaping," he said.

"I keep it tight."

She opened her eyes and watched as he left the bed.

"What time is it?" She asked.

"Almost four-thirty."

She swore silently to herself before getting up out of the bed.

"Are you coming with us?" She asked him. Much to her surprise, Alicia replied to the question.

"It would be best if he didn't. One thing for my dad to see my teacher drop me off, another to see me with a boy."

"What would happen?" Daniel said standing naked now in front of the girl. It made her proud a bit that he had adjusted into being more confident. Until then, he was quiet and shy. He most likely still was at school, but now he would have two women vying over him. Or well she hoped it would be two. There was a date to work out.

"My dad would lose his mind and take it out on me," she said.

"I'll get dressed," Patricia said before leaving the two of them by themselves. Anything Alicia had to say about her home life right now, couldn't be important to Patricia. She knew the girl had a difficult life at home. That couldn't exist in the academic sphere right now. Not if she wanted to be a matchmaker for her son.

Going into her room, she quickly cleaned everything out, reapplied make-up and found a sundress to put on. Leaving her hair down, it took ten minutes to get ready. Going back to Daniel's room, she found that her son had dressed and the two of them still talking. She took it as a good sign.

"Alright Alicia, are you ready to go home?"

"Yeah, but we have a problem," she said with a frown.

"What?"

Daniel remained silent while leaning against his deck. Alicia sat on the bed and Patricia liked how it made her pussy flutter at the girl sitting right where she was just getting fucked by her son.

"So when we mentioned my dad, I forgot that a date would be hard to pull off," Alicia said. "I was just explaining how my dad will react."

She had to blink. The girl worried about what her dad would say? Patricia remembered being that way at first, but the lack of imagination honestly offended her.

"Why does he have to know?"

"Hey, be fair," Daniel said in protest.

"You have a school project to do. Tell your dad when you get home that you stayed over to work on a literature project for my class at school."

"I mean I told him I had something at school to do and would be late."

"So keep that lie up. You don't want to go home huh?"

"I don't but what about a date?"

Patricia could see the girl was worried about the date. As much as it burned to admit the girl had a point. At most, she would be able to stay an hour or two. Not near enough the amount of time at the right place to have a date.

"Maybe I can talk to him?"

The girl went pale.

"Or maybe not. You are over eighteen."

"He won't even allow me to get a job."

"But you graduate soon."

"With nowhere to go."

There was a silence there that none of them it seemed wanted to shatter it seemed. Patricia could perceive that.

"What about me then?" Daniel asked.

"What do you mean?" Patricia asked genuinely interested in what her son had to say.

"I mean, you're over here because my mom set it up for us. Is that something you definitely want?"

"Yes," she said.

That brought a smile to Patricia's face. The lack of hesitation took her back a bit. Maybe the girl wasn't so much oh a shy one than she appeared to be. That would be an issue, but either way, as long as the sex continued between a mother and son, she could care less. Daniel should be the man, but a strong woman may be better for everything.

"I want this not only because I get your mother, but I've looked at you before."

"Why not just talk to me?"

"Look you two, I need to get her home. Exchange email or numbers or something," Patricia said losing patience. "We don't have time to delve into this right now. I'll think of something, but in the meantime, let's get you home before you are in trouble."

Alicia got up from the bed and much to Patricia delight, kissed Daniel heavily before walking away. Patricia smiled knowingly at Daniel who wore a lustful expression on his face.

"Soon enough," she said.

"What?"

No answer besides a swift turn. She followed Alicia through the house and soon both of them were in the car. Patricia stated it but then turned to Alicia.

"I want to say, that kiss was hot."

"Thanks," Alicia said. The girl's face reddened.

"I want one too," Patricia said and then she leaned over and got her kiss. A long tongue twisting kiss that took both of their breaths away.

"Oh wow," Alicia said.

"Yeah," Patricia agreed.

"I wish we had more time. I'm horny again," Alicia said. She was looking out the windshield at the white garage door.

"Masturbate then?" Patricia said putting the car into reverse and driving. She too already experienced the pangs of lustful need in her body. She almost missed when the nympho inside had been locked away. Almost, though, and she put one hand between her legs to once again stroke her pussy.

"How do you do it?" Alicia asked. The car came to a stop and then drove again.

"Hold on, I need to go back towards the school right?"

"Yeah."

Patricia glanced over to see Alicia pinching one of her nipples through her shirt. With a moan, the matriarch squeezed her big clit and almost made herself cum. Thankful to not have worn panties, she decided that she needed to keep that as a thing from now on. Never knew now when she would get fucked.

"So?" Alicia asked huskily.

"How do I do it?" She replied. "I started young like you. Masturbating all the time. And I do mean all the time. Eventually, one orgasm stopped being enough and before long, it became a challenge to see how many I could get before I tired out."

"When did you lose your virginity?"

"Around your age too," Patricia lied. She didn't want to reveal to anyone how she did. That memory would stay buried. "To a neighborhood boy."

That part wasn't completely false. She did fuck a neighbor boy relentlessly as her first outside of the home. Though after a few months the unlimited access grew boring so she moved on quickly to other men.

"Do you believe me and Daniel could be a thing?"

"You really like him?"

"Yes."

Patricia drove in silence digesting those words.

"What about me fucking him?"

"As long as I can enjoy you too, it's okay."

She looked at the time on the clock and debated if there was enough time to pull over and take advantage of the girl once more. After a second, she concluded there wasn't. Especially being that they drove past the school.

"Where's the turn?" Patricia asked beginning to feel nervous. She didn't realize Alicia lived close to the school.

"Next right," the girl said. "The yellow house on the left."

"Won't he ask questions?"

"No, I told them I would find a ride home. My dad never lets me walk home, to begin with," she said. "He's terrified of some shadowy boy taking my love away."

Patricia understood now.

"I shouldn't have said anything like that. Drop me off here."

The car stopped and Alicia said nothing as she crumbled out the door and walked the last few feet to the house. As she went up the stairs to the porch, Patricia scantly saw a man standing in the doorway. With a sigh, she headed home, shivering off the feeling of disturbance she drove. Her thoughts then focused on her son.

Daniel her son, a young man and rising college student. She wondered if she had done any damage to him by offering the fountain which had given him life. That thought made her wonder what he had done as they left. A naughty smile broke across her face as she imagined him having a wank right after they left. Or at least, she hoped he did.

The thought of her son pulling it to her just after he emptied himself into her ass was almost too much to think about. Licking her lips, she moaned heavily as a bump in the road rocked her rewetting cunt just right. Before she had even made it back home, Patricia found herself once again delirious with the need for release. Worse yet, the traffic had picked up making her trip longer.

When she got home, Patricia could have left the vehicle running to take care of her now blazing loins. Shaking by the time, she parked and locked up the, exiting the car became a feat. It made her laugh as she walked into the house, realizing that her need for sexual gratification had always been like that. Minutes, maybe even seconds after a sweet release, she needed more. And more she intended having.

"Daniel," she called out, frustrated as she took off her shoes. She couldn't get naked fast enough. Or find him.

She called his name once more. There wasn't an answer. Frustrated, she was about to go upstairs to see if he sat in his room zoned out doing something when the front door opened.

"Jesus mom," he said to her and she could understand why. Across the street, the male neighbor was out and looking right at the house. Daniel closed the door fast, but she knew the man had seen her at least partially naked before the door closed. "What are you doing?"

She slammed him up against the door and yanked his shorts down.

"Mom, wait," he said, but she didn't listen to him. Instead, she took the soft phallus into her mouth with a moan. The thing wasn't impressive, but she did enjoy the taste immensely. Relishing the flavor of his cock as it dawned on her that he hadn't cleaned himself form the sex earlier. Not that she worried about unwanted substances, but at least she had the opportunity to clean up before he fucked her.

"Get harder faster honey," she said quickly before flicking the head of his cock with her tongue.

She heard him slap the door.

"Christ mom," he called out.

"Yes, grow for me boy," she said as his cock thickened in her throat. It had taken long enough but to aid him, she sucked the growing phallus into the back of her throat. She didn't even gag as the bulbous head spread the sucking orifice.

Hands went through her hair, and she gave him a few more hard pulls before slurping off his cock. Quickly she pivoted on the balls of her feet and presented herself to him.

"Come on son, fuck your mother again," she said looking back at him.

He had a look of disdain on his face.

"What did I get myself into?" he asked.

"Not into me quickly enough," she replied licking her lips. She looked down the hallway when she saw him moving behind her. Knowing that he would struggle once he got himself positioned, she laid her chest to the floor to rotate her hips for an easier entry for him. Those hips also moved invitingly to him. "Hurry up."

The sudden heat rising on her ass took her completely by surprise and even made her involuntarily yelp. A sting of dull pleasurable pain emanated in her body.

"You spanked me?" She asked. He had done it before, but the sheer force and unexpectedness took her back.

"Didn't you say I should be more assertive?" He said. Another smack on her ass sent her shivering in delight.

"Hurry," she begged.

"Aren't you my slut?"

Another smack, which made dig her nails into the hardwood floor.

"Yes baby," she said.

"Then impale yourself slut," he said. The change in his demeanor made her happy.

"Okay," she said. Another smack on her ass echoed in the doorway. She almost came from the veracity of it.

"Yes, son," he said correcting her.

"Yes, son," she said with a shudder after a pause. There hadn't really been much of a thought to her why he insisted she call him son. The thought of it originally repulsed her, but now, calling her son her actual son gave her something of perverse satisfaction. Mind back to the task at hand, she reached underneath and to hick cock rubbing up against her swollen pussy lips. With some work, she tried to guide herself down his length. She tried, but he took her again by surprise and slammed his cock all the way.

"Oh," she exclaimed as he began funding her cunt. "Yes."

"You like that whore?"

She moaned and another slap on her rump.

"I asked you a question mom," he yelled.

"Fuck yes son, I love it. Fuck me harder," she groaned into the floor. By now, she barely registered that his hard thrusts were making here slide. Closing her eyes, she allowed Daniel to destroy her cunt. Each thrust made her mind race and begin to blank with pleasure.

"Oh shit," he said suddenly. It brought begrudgingly out of her fog of pleasure.

"Not in me," she begged. "Let me swallow it."

With the sudden feeling of her pussy being empty, she had barely a second to suck his cock back into her throat. After sucking him back once or twice before she greedily drank his cum as he spasmed into his orgasm.

"Damn," he said before falling to the floor.

Patricia smacked her lips, enjoying the treat.

"You taste good," she said after a few moments listening to him breathe heavily.

"And you made a huge mess," he said.

Her eyes opened, and she saw that his grey shirt was soaked in sweat. Looking at the floor, she saw what he had mentioned. There across the floor and spread out around her was liquid. She hadn't even noticed that she had cum hard enough to squirt everywhere. It confounded her that she had and then realized that she may have passed out.

"How long did you fuck me?" She asked in confusion.

"Over an hour it seems," he replied. He had scooted back and leaned against the front door. "What was that about?"

"Me wanting to fuck," she said. A feeling of contentment then washed over her, which was a welcome to the normal regrowing hunger of her pussy.

"Oh, I thought something happened with Alicia," he said.

"No, dropped her off. She did masturbate a bit in the car, but nothing came of it."

"You sound disappointed," he said with a sigh.

"I am, she is fun and more importantly, a new toy for me and you."

There was a silence, and Patricia became aware of how sticky she had become. Uncomfortably sticky that made her want to shower. She looked at Daniel and saw he needed a shower too. An argument about how nice it would be to shower with him would be nice.