SAMBA Pt. 05

An adult stories – SAMBA Pt. 05 by mantonrichards,mantonrichards The Preamble: – The usual applies here. All characters are fictional and over the age of 18.

This work is inspired by the stories ‘BTSC’ and ‘Room 209’ by the author ‘klrxo’. Also thrown in are elements of the many mom/son stories I’ve read over the last 25 or so years.

It started out as my own spin on the above stories, but soon took on a life of its own. Too big for one single story, so split over a series.

It should be obvious, but this story isn’t a stand-alone. Please read the other parts before this one.

Part 5 continues the adventures of Mark, Mandy and other characters. Mandy demands changes at home and Claire gets an offer from her friend.

*****

Saturday morning started with Mandy being woken by her husband’s roving hands.

“Wake up, Mandy,” Dan whispered. “No work today. You know what that means?”

“Ugh, what is it, honey?” grumbled Mandy.

Dan didn’t answer and began kissing her up her back and neck, nuzzling about her ears. Mandy knew what Dan wanted, of course, but her thoughts weren’t really with her husband.

No, instead she was a little sad not to be woken up by her son in his usual way, which was to latch onto one of her titties and suck hard. She had found that boob time was one of the most powerful ways of bonding with Mark and was always part of their morning ritual if possible.

Then Mandy recalled that she had an important task to accomplish today, and for that, she needed Dan to be in the best possible mood. A rare show of intimacy with her husband was called for, though this would be purely functional and without the emotional satisfaction that she had become accustomed to with Mark.

Mandy removed the plug that she still often slept with up her butt, knelt in the middle of the bed, and asked her husband to get the KY. Dan couldn’t move fast enough and within five minutes was bellowing like a wounded animal as he shot his cum into his wife’s ass.

Not long later they were both downstairs in the kitchen having their breakfast. Dan was still grinning like he had won the lottery, which for him was not far from the truth as he had for the second time in his life enjoyed his wife’s rear end.

“Dan, I need to talk to you about Mark,” began Mandy.

“Oh?” said Dan, raising an eyebrow.

“I think we’ve both been impressed with his progress over the last few months, haven’t we?”

“Yeah, he’s doing well. He’s so little trouble I barely notice him recently.”

“He is doing well. But we aren’t in the clear yet. And for Mark, it’s not merely enough to do well, is it? We want him to excel. Do you agree?”

“Of course, Mandy. Are you saying we should be doing more for him?”

“Precisely. The SAMBA programme has got us this far. Dr Dearlove has sent me some further material I want you to look at. Here, read this,” said Mandy, handing Dan her tablet which had Serena Dearlove’s documents open on it.

Dan read in silence for a few minutes, a slight frown forming.

“Co-Sleeping for Mothers and Sons? Isn’t Mark a little old for sleeping with his mom?” asked Dan.

“Absolutely not. You know he still has some anxiety about school? Well, being with me on school nights is going to reduce that.”

“I don’t know…” Dan trailed off, looking confused.

“I thought that we were together on this?” said Mandy.

“We are, honey. It’s just an unusual step, that’s all.”

“You’ve seen Dr Dearlove’s credentials. The data in her research is quite clear. I don’t see what the problem is.”

“I’m not arguing with you, Mandy,” said Dan, now feeling on the defensive.

“Good, because I do a lot for you, such as what I let you do this morning. We have to be a team on this. Besides, you get so little rest as it is during the week. Having a room to yourself will help you get a good night’s sleep.”

“I guess…”

“Here’s what I propose,” said Mandy. “Sunday night through Thursday night, Mark is with me in our room. You sleep in the guest room. Then Friday and Saturday you are back with me.”

“I suppose…but what if he sees you naked or something?”

“Oh, for god’s sake, Dan. Let’s not give him a phobia about naked women. It’s all perfectly natural. So, what if he sees a bit of boob? I hope you’re not trying to find excuses not to make this work?”

“Of course not!” exclaimed Dan, holding up his hands.

“Good. It’s settled then. Honey, you are doing the right thing. Mark is going to feel so much better!” said Mandy, hugging and kissing her husband.

She couldn’t wait to tell Mark the good news when he came home tomorrow. It would also be their first night sleeping together, with Mark finally getting his fair share of the marital bed. The more Mandy thought about it, the more ridiculous it seemed that sons were excluded when they had such specific needs. She knew that one day, Dan would see the sense in it too, once he understood what it was all about. For now, it was better to bring him into the programme slowly so that he could adjust to the new reality of their family life.

*****

Chrissy and the two boys woke up in a tent that reeked of body odour and sex. Before they even had breakfast, Chrissy insisted that the two boys go to the river to wash, despite their protests that the water would be too cold.

She laughed from the bank as they splashed around with chattering teeth. Even more amusing to her were the shrivelled cock and balls of the two boys that she spied between their legs, that only the night before had stretched her so when up her butt.

After, while the boys frantically towelled themselves dry, Chrissy went for a dip herself. She enjoyed the shock of the water on her pussy and asshole, making both feel once again fresh and tight, while her nipples hardened like the small pebbles underfoot.

The three spent the day hiking, the young men always competing for her attention, trying to impress her or catch her eye. They also spent as much time admiring Chrissy’s round ass in her tight shorts as they did the scenery. It made Chrissy laugh, for they were on a nature trail, and what could be more natural than a pair of horny boys trying to catch a glimpse of some cotton wedged up the ass-crack of a middle-aged mom. She teased the pair with frequent stops to stoop and pretend to do up the laces on her boots. The material being pulled taut across her full backside made the eyes almost pop from the boy’s heads, and gave them throbbing erections with the memory of what they had done with it the previous night.

They stopped to snack on a rocky outcrop at the summit of one of the hills. For a change, Steve and Mark also appreciated the view beyond Chrissy, for it was a clear and bright day and they could see for miles, with their campsite itself just visible far below.

Although everything would probably change rapidly when they all returned to their camp, Chrissy was just pleased to be enjoying what was otherwise a normal day out with two young men, as any family would do. She knew sex was the most powerful motivator for these teens, but getting them away from video games and exercising in clean country air was also good for them. A healthy boy was a balanced one and after all, a mom couldn’t spend every waking hour making her son or his friends come, much as she may like to.

When they returned to their camp late in the afternoon Chrissy sensed their need for her and what only a mom could provide. Each boy in turn took her alone to the tent, spat on her anus, and fucked her round motherly ass slowly and lovingly until, with cries of delight, they once more flooded her rectum with their hot seed.

The lack of a proper lube made for harder work for the boys as they thrust in and out of her tight hole, though it was nonetheless enjoyable for all involved, and left Chrissy with a reddened and tingling sphincter. She had enjoyed diddling her clit throughout, taking her mind off of any small discomfort. Since it was her fault for leaving the lubricant at home, she could hardly complain, and so took her humping like a good mom should. Feeling those hard dicks flex and pump inside her made it all worthwhile.

Later, after dinner when Steve and Mark became horny once more, Chrissy had to beg them not to bang her up her shit-chute again that day.

“Please boys, even I have my limits!” the busty mom protested. “I still feel like I got the two of you lodged up there right now!”

She ignored their pleas and obvious disappointment. Instead, kneeling before them on the floor of the tent, Chrissy gave each boy’s cock and balls a thorough tongue bath, before sucking the sperm from them and down her throat.

For Mark, seeing Chrissy’s throat work as she swallowed his load was almost a sacred moment, for here was the ultimate proof that he was accepted by her.

“Thank you, Mrs Nielsen,” said Mark as his knob slipped from between her lips, leaving a sticky trail across her chin

“You don’t need to thank me,” said Chrissy, smacking her lips. “It’s no trouble at all. It’s much better this way than to have you poor babies jerking off into a tissue all alone in your room at home.”

Mark couldn’t agree more. He thought of Scott at that moment, suddenly understanding how much the other boy had needed his mom the other week, while his own was away. Any remaining jealousy melted away as he realized that by clubbing together the SAMBA moms were ensuring that no boy was left behind.

Chrissy was just as diligent after Steve and Mark had both come, cleaning behind the rim and under the foreskin, so each boy went to sleep that night with a clean prick, and more importantly, feeling cherished by a beautiful mom. Chrissy instinctively understood that it was more than just the physical coupling that the boys required, they needed a maternal figure who would do anything for them without question, and care for them intimately in every conceivable way.

*****

Chrissy and Steve dropped Mark back home late on Sunday afternoon. They were keen to get home and so didn’t stay long, just enough for Mandy to hug and kiss each of them before they departed.

Mandy helped her son carry his things inside, noting that while he looked in need of a good wash and smelt of a campfire, he was as handsome as ever and had even caught some sun on his usually pale face.

“Have you had a good time, honey?” Mandy asked Mark as they got inside.

“Awesome, Mom. It was great to see Steve again, and Mrs Nielsen made sure there was plenty of time for bonding activities.”

Mandy laughed at how casually her son referred to their sexual escapades, even though they both knew very well it was the main reason for him going on the trip. She could easily imagine his cute face, all scrunched up, as he was brought to climax by the busty blonde’s hot body.

“That’s so sweet of her. I was hoping she would. You got to do some of your favorite things with her?”

“I got to do her butt twice, Mom!” said Mark, proudly.

“That sounds wonderful, sweetheart. That’ll explain why you look so happy and relaxed. Chrissy is very good to you.”

“I know. If only she and Steve lived closer.”

“It’s not that far and don’t forget, she’s got Steve to take care of. Anyway, I’ve got some good news for you.”

“What’s that, Mom?”

“Why don’t you go have a shower, and I’ll make us both a coffee. I’ll see you in the living room when you’re done.”

When Mark joined Mandy on the couch twenty minutes later, she was pleased to note he now smelt fresh once more, and he was bursting with curiosity.

“What is it, Mom? Have I missed something over the weekend?”

“Well, actually it’s from before the weekend even. You remember how you were asking about spending the night in my bed?”

Mark nodded. How could he forget? He thought of nothing else each night when he went alone to his bed, yearning for his mother’s curvy body pressed against his lean one.

“I called Dr Dearlove before the weekend and explained our situation and how you felt excluded from your mom and dad’s bed. She was very understanding and told me how she guided other families with the same needs. At SAMBA they’ve been doing research on the subject and Dr Dearlove has published her work on what she calls co-sleeping for moms and sons.”

“That sounds exactly what we need, Mom!” said Mark excitedly.

“It sounds like what all moms and sons need if even half of what I’ve read is true. It’s something that will help with your anxiety and in the document, it says it ‘promotes a healthy, natural and more fulfilling nocturnal experience for mothers and sons.”

“What do we do about Dad though?” Mark asked, concern clearly showing on his young face.

“Relax, I’ve already spoken to him about it,” Mandy soothed her son.

“Really? How did he take it?”

“I don’t think he’s a hundred per cent convinced of the benefits yet, but I have got him to agree to let us try it. We need to prove to him how successful it can be. And for him too, of course. Naturally, I’ve left unsaid how unfair the current arrangement is. We both know that, of course, but remember your dad is quite a way behind us on the programme. He’s still thinking in the old way, about husbands having exclusive access to their wives. We both know that’s not the future.”

“How else am I to get everything out of the bonding activities if I can’t get the full experience of being with you overnight?”

“I know, honey. But your dad still doesn’t know the full extent of our sessions together. That’s another thing that Dr Dearlove mentioned. We need to slowly introduce our intimacy into the family structure in a way that doesn’t make your dad uncomfortable or threatened.”

“Yeah, I hate how we have to hide it.”

“Let me take care of that side of things, Mark. Remember I know your dad far better than you. You don’t want to do or say anything that will make him regret his decision, because as of tonight, you are with me Sunday through Thursday. Isn’t that great?!”

Mark’s face lit up like a young child’s on Christmas morning as he grinned ear to ear. Mandy had seen his ecstatic face plenty of times as he shot her full of cum, but this was different to the short-term pleasure of sexual release. She hoped this signalled a deeper contentment with more lasting long-term character-building possibilities, and that by letting him bed her as a man he would mature into one she could be proud of.

Mark flung his arms around his mom, hugging her tightly.

“Thank you for doing this, Mom! All I ever wanted was things to be fairer and more balanced. I’ll be able to relax after a bonding session without the rush out to school. And you’re going to love it too, Mom!”

Mandy hugged her son back, pleased that her son wanted to spend more time with her than ever before. In a matter of months, they had already built a relationship the strength of which any mother would envy. Rather than her son going his separate way, exposing his vulnerabilities to and getting hurt by girls his age, he had trusted her to continue to provide for all his emotional and physical needs.

Just then Mandy saw over Mark’s shoulder, her husband Dan, appear.

“Hi Mark, I thought I heard you about. How was camping with your friend?”

“It was a lot of fun, Dad,” said Mark, pulling away from his mom. “We did a lot of walking with Mrs Nielsen and other stuff. It was exhausting but it felt good. I think Mrs Nielsen was feeling sore after as she’s not used to getting so much exercise.”

“Well, she’s not as young as you two, that’s for sure. I’m pleased you’re getting out more. These friends from the course you and your mom were on seem such a positive influence. I remember not that long ago you’d be lurking in your room for whole days. If this is what SAMBA does then I’m all for it.”

“I was just telling Mark how you’ve agreed to the co-sleeping plan. He’s feeling very relieved, Dan,” said Mandy.

“I still think it’s very unorthodox, Mandy. I’m just a little worried you’re a bit old for all this, Mark,” said Dan.

“But Dad -” Mark started to complain, fearing that now that he was so close to realizing his dream, his dad was going to stop those long nights with his mom before they had even started.

“That’s enough, Dan,” said Mandy, cutting off her son. “We’ve been over this already. Please, let’s not go back on this. It’s unproductive and damaging to Mark’s confidence. We all need a smooth transition, as a family, and with a positive attitude.”

“Sorry, I’m not intending to be negative. I support you both if you think it will help. Don’t think I haven’t seen the changes in you too, Mandy. I see how much better you are as a mom now. I appreciate how devoted you are to Mark. And you and I haven’t had any serious disagreements since you both embarked on the programme. Whatever you’re both doing, keep it up!”

Both Mark and Mandy turned and smiled at each other. Mandy took one of her son’s hands in her own and gave it an affectionate squeeze. While she knew how important this was for Mark, she was glad that Dan had acknowledged the change in her. It may have taken years, but she had finally found her role as a woman and had no intention of going back to a traditional family unit.

“Mark, I just need a few words with your mom. I bet you’ve got some homework to do still?”

“Yes, Dad,” said Mark, rolling his eyes. He got the hint though, and left his parents to it.

Dan sat down beside his wife, gathering and composing his thoughts with care. He knew he had to be careful crossing Mandy once she had made up her mind to do something. Mostly he liked the quiet life, but there was one thing still troubling him.

“Mandy, you know I’m trying my best to support you on this. I’ve got eyes and have seen all the positive changes these last months. But…I just want to check you’ll be wearing something appropriate when Mark’s with you?”

“What do you mean?” replied Mandy in confusion.

“You, know, something modest while you’re in bed.”

“I won’t be wearing anything,” said Mandy flatly.

“What?!” cried Dan, suddenly sitting bolt upright.

“Let’s not go over this again. You seem to have an obsession with this,” said Mandy, rolling her eyes.

“I don’t, honey! Please believe me, I’m just trying to understand, that’s all.”

“If you had read Dr Dearlove’s paper properly then you wouldn’t be asking. Didn’t you read how today’s teens have an unhealthy image of women? Do you even know what it’s like with young men and pornography these days? It’s damaging, Dan. Ask yourself if you’d rather your son see a wholesome mother and wife as the idealized female form, or that of a young slut with fake breasts and a dozen tattoo’s?”

“I’m sorry Mandy, you’re right,” said Dan, hanging his head in shame as he was chastised by his wife. “I want him to be inspired by a woman like you.”

“This is a large part of the co-sleeping plan. Yes, it’s about Mark feeling safe, secure and loved. It’s also highly educational so that he learns about normal women’s bodies and how to have respectful boundaries. Do you understand?”

“Yes, of course.”

“I promise everything that happens with Mark will be age appropriate and done to enhance mother and son bonding.”

“I trust you, Mandy. I guess I’m just old-fashioned, and these modern methods of raising a boy will take some time to get used to.”

“They’re new to me too, but we have to seize these opportunities with both hands. Look at Mark. He’s not questioning any of this and look at his progress. I think we can both learn from him. I’m proud of you for giving up your bed for Mark. As adults, we sometimes have to make sacrifices for our children and accept that their needs come first. Why don’t you go talk to him, let him know you fully support him?”

*****

Dan Wheeler retired at his usual time that Sunday night, awkwardly wishing his wife and son a good night. He climbed the stairs towards the spare room where he would be sleeping, convinced by Mandy that this was the best course for everyone. Nevertheless, if only subconsciously, he was aware that something had forever changed within the family unit.

Once Dan was gone, Mandy and her son settled down to watch a movie. They sat close together on the couch in the living room, their arms around one another, enjoying some simple time together at the end of the weekend.

However, by the halfway point of the movie, Mandy had pulled up her top and unclasped her bra to give her son access to her full and sensitive breasts. While both mother and son remained captivated by the action on-screen, Mark weighed and fondled each warm and soft tit, enjoying the simple teen thrill of feeling up a grown woman’s boobs. For Mark, toying with those smooth, round handfuls of flesh never got old. While such harmless fun was missing from most young boys’ lives at home with mom, Mark thought it the perfect accompaniment to an evening’s entertainment. By the end of the movie, Mark was rubbing, pinching, pulling and tweaking his mothers’ firm nipples until they ached and Mandy could stand it no more.

With her husband, Mandy would never have been willing to tolerate the mauling for so long, but she accepted it with Mark as it now seemed essential to a mother and son routine, and it pleased her to see his happy face as he freely handled what had once been strictly off limits.

“Let’s go to bed. It’s late and you have school tomorrow,” said Mandy, pulling her top back down.

They turned out the lights and Mark eagerly followed his mom up the stairs. Mark took no time at all to get ready for bed and within minutes was lying on his dad’s usual side of the bed waiting for his mom. He twiddled his thumbs anxiously as he heard the sounds of Mandy busy in the bathroom through the crack of the open door.

“Hurry up, Mom,” Mark whispered to himself wanting his first night with his mom to begin with no further delay.

All afternoon and into the evening, Mark had been getting progressively more excited as the hour drew nearer. Having his mom help him come was one thing, but with the change in the sleeping arrangements, he now felt like his mom now belonged to him. His full possession of her seemed to him like the natural conclusion of what they had started at the academy. That stunning, curvy mommy body would be his to play with all night if he wanted.

Pre-SAMBA, Mark had always known his mother was an attractive woman and had many times tried to imagine what she was like naked. The reality had turned out way better than anything his fevered teenage brain could have dreamt up. It had also turned everything he knew about women on its head.

Until his mother’s body was unveiled in all its glory to him, his perception of what women were all about came from the porn that he had seen. He had quickly learned that true sexiness was not an anonymous girl screwing for money, but something much closer to home. Once he had sampled the delights of mommy mouth, pussy and ass, he was hooked. Mark couldn’t ever get enough of her and would be forever grateful to the academy and Dr Dearlove for revealing to him how women his mom’s age are at the peak of desirability. And what girl out there would ever want to please him like his own mom?

Mark heard his mom brushing her teeth and the anticipation built up for him unbearably. He had only last night filled Mrs Nielsen’s mouth to overflow with his sperm, but that was now almost forgotten. Now after all those lonely teen years, he was getting what he was owed. He’d be able to enjoy the delights of his mom’s body nearly every night.

The bathroom light clicked off and Mandy emerged naked from the bathroom. Mark felt like his heart skipped a beat as he saw her there, her tanned curves illuminated by the soft light of the bedside lamp. Her voluptuous body and mane of long, dark hair, seemed to Mark almost designed to make a male’s juices flow at the very sight of her.

Mandy was aware of her son’s intense gaze and she revelled in it, for there was nothing quite like the passionate desire of a teen boy. She paused a moment, hand on hip, unashamed as she stood with jutting breasts and parted thighs. Being the object of such lust made her feel more feminine than ever before. That her son would choose her over some young schoolgirl gave her confidence she had never had during all her adult life. It wasn’t only Mark; Steve, Scott and the twins all hungered for her body. Since joining SAMBA, she had ceased to be invisible to males and now had a value she never had as a simple housewife.

Mandy smiled at her son, and slipping between the clean, crisp sheets, joined him in the bed.

“What took you so long?” said Mark.

“Oh, Mark!” laughed Mandy. “You’ve got me all night now. What’s the rush? Your dad is in the other room asleep, and we won’t be disturbed now.”

“You don’t know how much I’ve looked forward to this, Mom. Dad can’t keep you to himself anymore.”

“Of course, I know what this means to you. Don’t forget, I’ve wanted this too, ever since Dr Dearlove opened my mind to how things should be at home. I’ll always make sure you get everything you need. Which reminds me, Dr Dearlove suggested that I leave the door unlocked in the bathroom now. You don’t have to ask if you want to come in. I can see now that it wasn’t fair of me to keep you out sometimes.”

“That’s good, Mom. Being there with you is something I have that nobody else does. And you look so beautiful sitting there…doing your thing.”

Mark rolled closer to his mom, reaching out with a slightly shaking hand, he ran it down her ribcage, from the side of one breast, down her waist, and over her hip to her thigh. Even after so many times near her body, and so many times inside it, Mark was still in awe.

Despite the many times her son had come on her, or in her, she was touched by these moments when he seemed almost shy. Fucking her had given him an outwards confidence, which she knew was good for him, but underneath he was still her sweet young man, who like any other, got super excited when playing with boobs and butts.

Mark edged even closer, now holding his mom gently around the waist and pulling her towards him. He leaned in, nuzzling against and between her boobs.

“What did Dad say to you earlier after our talk?” enquired Mandy, curious to know what had gone on during the father and son chat.

“Dad said that he was sorry for saying I was too old to sleep with you and that he fully supports us. He also told me to be careful not to stare at your body and if I got excited in any way then to remind myself that you are my mom.”

“And are you excited?” asked Mandy, though she already knew the answer.

“Of course, I am, Mom! You’re the hottest woman on the planet. Dad’s stupid, because reminding myself you’re my mom just makes me stiffer than ever!”

Mark was now pressed up to his mother and Mandy could feel his erection prodding her on one side.

“I think your dad sees me as some kind of problem for you, doesn’t he? He doesn’t realize I’m the solution,” said Mandy, grasping the boy’s stiff penis in her hand. She rubbed gently up and down the shaft, watching Mark’s reaction keenly.

Mark groaned, his eyelids fluttering and he stretched out beside his mom, giving himself up entirely to her caresses.

“Just think how it’s going to be from now on Mark,” said Mandy as her other hand went to her son’s balls. “If you wake up from a bad dream, I’m going to be right here, my boobs ready for you.”

“Yes!” exclaimed Mark as Mandy pulled the soft skin back and forth on his hard cock.

“The night before, or after, a stressful day you can mount me and pound my pussy, getting all that sticky sperm out to ease your tension.”

“Oh…yes,” Mark almost sobbed, writhing under the influence of his mom’s skilful hand.

“Maybe you’ll wake up in the morning and want to play with mommy’s butt.”

“My god, yes!” Mark’s voice broke with his rising passion.

“Or perhaps I’ll choose to wake you up with a blow-job!”

Mandy’s hand flew up and down her son’s long cock, pulling his foreskin back with every stroke. She watched excitedly as his whole body went rigid, his head held back, mouth open in a soundless cry.

“C’mon, shoot, Mark! Come for me!”

“Uh…Mommmmmm” Mark whimpered, his face looking almost pained.

The boy’s midsection rose from the mattress and time stood still for a moment, for both mother and son. Then Mandy felt Mark’s impossibly stiff shaft throb in her hand. To her delight, hot semen sprayed from the swollen head of his penis, most of the droplets falling on Mark’s belly and chest. Mandy slowed her fist down to a gentle tugging to coax out the last of her son’s emission.

“Wow, it’s all over you, honey! And my hand and the sheets are all wet and sticky,” giggled Mandy, while lifting her hand to examine it more closely.

The thin sheen of Mark’s cum covered her fingers. Mandy studied her hand for a moment, always fascinated at seeing and feeling Mark’s plentiful semen on her skin, and as a direct result of her efforts. Bringing her fingers to her lips, she licked it all off, taking each finger into her mouth in turn. She then pulled the covers back from Mark, exposing his upper half.

“I only changed the sheets earlier today. Luckily, it’s mostly on you,” said Mandy as she cast her eyes over her son’s torso.

Mandy turned over onto her knees and bent down towards the boy. The strong and pungent odour of teen cum filled her nostrils. It was a scent she had become intimately familiar with over the last months, and one that she no longer wrinkled her nose at. Finding the largest pool of semen on his belly, she puckered her lips and sucked the fluid up noisily. Pulling back and looking about she found a few smaller blobs and these too were slurped up and swallowed with the same efficiency as a mom would have approached any other cleaning task in the home.

“There we go. We won’t be sleeping in it now. I was surprised that you still had so much after a weekend with Mrs Nielsen. Didn’t you come lots with her?” said Mandy as she once again covered her son, and cuddled up beside him.

“I did, Mom. But I can’t help it with you. You know that.”

Mandy felt a lump form in her throat, hearing how she still had such a powerful effect on her son. She also noticed that Mark was sounding very drowsy and that he was struggling to keep his eyes open.

“It’s nice to know I’m still doing a good job,” said Mandy as she leaned to one side and turned off the bedside lamp, plunging the pair into darkness. “Here, let me put my arm around you and you can snuggle up to Mommy.”

Mark accepted gratefully and with his remaining strength lifted his head and shoulders enough for his mom to curl a loving arm about him. He rested his face against her neck, draping one arm and one leg over her. Mark sighed deeply, never before having known such contentment. Finally, after months of waiting he’d been able to shoot his cum at the hands of his dear mother, knowing he could now go to sleep in her embrace and her bed.

“Did you get all my cum, Mom?” Mark mumbled; his lids too heavy to lift.

“Yes, honey. It’s all in mommy’s tummy now.”

Mark yawned and within seconds he was asleep.

Mandy stayed awake longer, the taste of her son in her mouth a powerful stimulant. She wondered how other mothers could go without that rich delicacy that their sons made in such abundance. Even though she had consumed every trace she could find, Mandy knew that the strong smell would permeate the air of the room for the remainder of the night. She didn’t mind in the least, for it was a reminder that she had done her work well. Also, Mandy couldn’t help thinking that like a wild animal, her son had left his mark upon the marital bed, making it his own.

Hugging her boy tightly to her, Mandy reflected on the difference between going to bed with her son and her husband. With Dan, there was no reaction to seeing his stunning wife undress before him or lying by his side. Instead, all that Mandy could recall was a brief grumble about work and how tired he was before his head hit the pillow and he was asleep. What a contrast with Mark, who had awaited her arrival with impatience and greeted her appearance with boundless enthusiasm. Yes, Mark was driven by his teen hormones and perpetually thinking about what his mother’s body could do for him, but that was preferable to coming to bed with a middle-aged man who was indifferent to her attributes most of the time.

Once again, Mandy had embarked on something solely for the benefit of her son’s well-being and yet found herself rewarded for it. Her relationship with Dan had wavered over the years, and Mark’s behaviour before SAMBA had placed a particularly big strain on the marriage. Now things were improving, but the added space that they would have between them from co-sleeping with Mark could only make things even better, Mandy thought. After all, familiarity bred contempt, so a little distance and competition for her attention would only make Dan appreciate her all the more. All this could be achieved without the damage that affairs did as couples grew apart. By keeping it ‘in the family’ Mandy believed she had found the best solution for everyone. She only hoped that with time, Dan would see that too.

*****

At about the same time that Mark was erupting in his mother’s hand, over at the Reece household, Claire was poised over her son, her tongue flicking madly about the head of his cock.

“Awww, Mom, please stop teasing,” said Scott as he squirmed beneath her.

Claire rested on her hands and knees above her boy, her breasts dangling onto his belly, her pussy hovering inches above his face. Though her son kept poking forth with his prick, she dodged his attempts to get it into her mouth. Claire was enjoying too much her power over Scott and for the moment was happy to hear his frustrated whimpers, while his penis quivered in the air, desperate to be engulfed in her warm, wet mouth.

“Do you think if I get you extra hard, you’ll come even more for me?” Claire asked.

“Please Mom, it’s impossible to get any harder. Let me in,” Scott begged, his upward heave sending his cock sliding along Claire’s cheek instead of into the wet oval he desperately wanted.

Claire laughed at the tone of desperation creeping into her son’s voice. Of course, she was going to give him the pleasure his young body demanded as she did every day, but she would hold him off a little while yet. At nearly every bonding session she had allowed herself to be dominated by Scott, which always ended up with him getting his way with a face-fuck. Claire would never have confessed how wet it made her when she submitted to his demands and was used by her son, even if she did accept that was her role as a mom. And it didn’t hurt to once in a while remind him of who was the parent and the one ostensibly in control.

Scott attempted a few more abortive tries to push past his mother’s lips, then gave up. Giving his mom what she wanted, he simply lay there while her snake-like tongue danced all about his swollen glans.

“Oh, man…holy fuck, Mom!” Scott cried, almost delirious under the intense stimulation.

Scott had been looking down between their bodies, past his mom’s boobs, trying to aim his rigid cock and align it with her mouth. Now his gaze shifted up to her bare vulva. Normally his mom’s labia were tightly compressed, but as she knelt over him and became more aroused, Scott could see that the lips were now slightly spread with a dark furrow between them.

Scott was curious and his attention was drawn upward as he had never fully explored his mom in this part before. While he had fucked her there a few times now, that wasn’t nearly the same as getting to know her cunt intimately, and suddenly he felt that urge rising in him.

He didn’t have much room to manoeuvre, squished between his mom’s thighs, but Scott managed to get his hands on her pussy. The teen thumbed Claire’s labia further apart, revealing the soft folds within. For perhaps the first time, Scott had a true appreciation for what made his mother a woman. This was a sight that very few would ever have, and here she was sharing it, allowing her son to get his face right in there and know her like only a husband normally would. Scott felt fortunate that under the SAMBA method, those rights now extended to him too.

Scott had enjoyed the same view with Mrs Wheeler, but this was on a whole different level. Not only was his mom rewarding her son, but she was showing depths of trust and devotion that she reserved for no one else in her life. His mom was proudly displaying to him the fruits of compliance with the programme, and what was available for him to enjoy every day if that was his wish. Even the heady scent of her femininity wafting into his nose in such proximity felt like a gift to the young man, offered by a woman who felt no shame whatsoever in spreading her thighs for her son.

“This is so perfect, Mom,” said Scott.

“I’m glad you like what I’m doing. You don’t have to ram it in my throat like a maniac to have a good time with me,” said Claire before returning her attention to her son’s quivering cock once more.

“No, I meant your pussy. It’s so pretty, Mom. Now I can see it clearly and it’s all mine,” said Scott.

He traced the outline of his mom’s mound with a finger, then driven by an impulse, pinched her labia shut and released them. Fascinated by the plump, yet elastic flesh, he did it again.

Claire moaned, both at Scott’s light touch of her vulva and also at how he had described it so possessively. No person had ever complimented her on her pussy before, or spoken of it with such awe and passion. With her son, she had the ultimate admirer and one with a claim to the closest connection of all.

Scott moved on from the thick lips, running his fingertips down to the hot and humid entrance to her vagina. He pushed with one finger, which sank without difficulty, for his mom was by now very wet. The delicate tissue made way for his exploratory digit, the smooth texture clinging gently until he was buried inside her to his knuckles.

Suddenly Scott was struck by the thought that where he had his finger buried, was where his dad put his cock. Now that Scott was finally falling in love with his mom’s pussy after neglecting it for so long, the recognition of this simple fact irritated him. As ever, what he wanted was for his mom to swallow his sticky load when he came, but on this occasion, he decided that he would shoot up his mother’s cunt, just to spite his dad. Even though his dad would never know, the idea still put a smile on Scott’s face. He whipped his finger out, making his mom twitch with surprise at the sudden withdrawal.

“Turn around, Mom,” said Scott.

“Am I doing something wrong?” asked Claire, worried that somehow, she wasn’t pleasing her boy sufficiently.

“I want that pussy. C’mon, turn around,” Scott demanded, mildly annoyed that he was having to explain himself. Why was he always having to answer questions about what he wanted to do with her body?

Claire sensed something a little dark about Scott’s mood, even though at the same time she was delighted that he had requested her cunt. Normally he longed to finish in her mouth just as much as she loved to feel his shaft buck and throb at the back of her throat. Turning about, Claire arranged herself so that she knelt astride her son. In one deft movement, she grasped Scott’s penis and brought it to her vagina, inserting it just as quickly.

“Ahhh, yeah,” Scott grunted in satisfaction.

“We should be quick, Scott. I’ve already been in here much longer than usual. One of these days we’re gonna get caught,” said Claire as she glanced at Scott’s bedroom door, as though expecting Jim to burst through it at any moment.

“Dad’s asleep, Mom. He’s always asleep at this time. But I kind of wish he could see me fucking you because then he might treat me with a little more respect when he sees how you love it,” Scott replied.

The boy then took hold of his mom’s hips and pulled her down on him, completing his possession of her pussy. Both mother and son gasped at the intense intimacy of their shared physical connection; a unique bond that only the others on the SAMBA programme could ever understand.

“I get it, honey, I do. I wish we didn’t have to hide this from him, but he wouldn’t understand.”

Claire knew better than her son her husband’s jealous nature. She wished that they did have Jim’s blessing so that Scott could enjoy long nights of love-making in his mother’s bed. If only husbands could move on from this antiquated sense of entitlement, thought Claire, and see the beauty of mother-son couplings. One day, perhaps it was possible, with people such as Dr Dearlove working to remove the stigma.

Claire sank onto her son’s chest, mashing her breasts against him, her face almost touching his as she gazed into his eyes. How young he looked, thought Claire. She was still amazed after all this time that a boy his age preferred the company of a mature woman like herself, and also relieved that he did not need to suffer the cruelty and rejection that she knew the girls his age was capable of. For now, she could provide all the benefits of a sexual relationship for him, without any of the problems.

Scott brought his arms up around his mom and gripped her by the shoulders, his fingers digging into her like talons. He felt her relax into his embrace, just as she did when he held her for a face-fuck. Scott had been fucking his mom for long enough that he now believed he understood what made her tick. What his mother wanted, even if she didn’t openly admit it, was to be used by her son; she wanted to be his sex toy. Scott neither knew nor cared why she was this way, but was simply grateful that she made their bonding activities work in the way that was best for him by making his pleasure the priority.

“Yes, that’s it, Scott! Hold me tight and fuck me!” Claire urged her son.

Scott was too excited by the foreplay and the sudden strange desire to come in his mom’s cunt for a change. He began to drill up into the slippery orifice that clung to his pumping cock.

“Damn that feels good…where Dad fucks you…but it’s mine now too,” Scott panted.

“Oh baby, I want you to enjoy it just as much as you do my mouth,” said Claire, and she lowered her head, nestling it by his neck as she gave herself entirely to him.

There wasn’t much room for long thrusts with his mom atop him, but Scott made up for it in power, driving up as hard as he knew how between her thighs. The harder he humped; the harder Scott gripped Claire’s body.

As it had been the other hundreds of times with her son, the pure sexual aggression, lust and hunger for her body were unlike anything she had experienced in her life before SAMBA. This only confirmed to her the importance of what she was doing and why it had to take precedence over her husband. Claire reasoned that by provoking such strong reactions in her son, she had to be not only doing something right but necessary.

The bed rattled as Claire took her son’s fully erect cock right up to the entrance to her womb. With her eyes screwed shut and buried in Scott’s neck, the wife and mother had no choice now but to submit to her boy’s selfish use of her cunt. But as always when he used her body for his pleasure, Claire was not the least resentful; on the contrary, she understood the necessity of what she did for him and longed for the next time.

“Scott! Oh, Scott!” Claire could only whimper, her voice muffled between her son’s shoulder and the pillow.

It was a joy to her to feel her vagina and labia stretched and pummelled, just as it was on other occasions with her lips and throat. It was wonderful to be needed so, and know that it was her maternal body that had aroused him to such an extreme.

Despite how Claire had cautioned Scott about the dangers of being discovered, a part of her almost wished that she could be seen by Jim so that he too could witness the true beauty of mom and son love. In her fantasy, her proud husband would watch and encourage the incestuous pair, even facilitating their couplings.

These thoughts were, like the jolts of pleasure from her pussy, now bursting in her brain like fireworks. All of a sudden, Claire heard a gasp from Scott, and the boy shuddered.

“Oooooh…aaaaaah,” Scott groaned, as he was hit by his orgasm.

For only the second time ever, his seed shot up his urethra and spurted into his mother’s hot, wet cunt. Up until the very last seconds he had been debating whether or not to pull out and make his mom swallow after all, as he always did, but the stimulation was too much and he was left with no time to switch.

“God damn, I’ll never get tired of your hot body, Mom,” gasped Scott as he loosened his hold on her soft, feminine curves.

Now that the fucking was over, Claire’s paranoia returned, instantly dispelling her sexual fantasy.

“That was nice, Scott, but I should go. I’ve never been here this long,” Claire said as she started to rise.

Scott had relaxed his hold on his mother as he lay bathing in post-orgasmic bliss, but when Claire attempted to dismount him, he restrained her.

“Not yet, Mom. I’m gonna stay inside while I go soft. So, relax,” Scott insisted.

Claire tried again to move, but Scott was far stronger than she and was left with no choice but to comply. She sank back onto her son, still astride him with his slowly wilting prick up her flooded cunt.

“Oh, man, what a body,” said Scott running one hand down his mother’s back to her ass.

The teen felt euphoric, his brain drowning in endorphins and oxytocin and having just come hard up inside his loving mother’s pussy. He began playing with the full, round cheek of her ass, grasping it in his hand and squeezing it. He moved on, his fingers exploring the crack and the little dimple he found there. The little wrinkled hole was so small, yet he remembered how he had once gone in there. That long weekend had been so full of delights that he had forgotten what it was like until his recent experience with Mrs Wheeler.

Scott tickled the small orifice for a moment, then he tried to push the tip of his finger inside. He struggled with the dry and resisting anus, and then his mom tensed and wriggled her butt.

“Please don’t do that,” Claire protested weakly.

“I just want to feel what it’s like inside. It was amazing up Mrs Wheeler’s ass and I was thinking about trying again with you soon,” said Scott, still attempting to penetrate his mom’s nervously constricted butt-hole.

“I know I said we’d do everything, but I’m not sure about that, Scott.”

“I want to do everything, Mom. If Mrs Wheeler can do it, then so can you. Don’t you remember what Dr Dearlove said about every mom doing anal? Why don’t we try some ass-fucking next time?”

“Don’t ask me about that now. Please, let me up,” said Claire weakly, anxious about the direction the conversation had taken and feeling trapped in her son’s embrace.

Scott ceased his attack on his mom’s sphincter, slapped her ass gently and released his powerful hold on her. Claire lifted herself, disengaging from the now wilted cock that plopped out of her. As she moved across her son and out of the bed, warm drips fell from between her thighs and landed on Scott’s belly.

Claire got out of bed and stooped to retrieve her clothes. Scott watched his mom and was treated to a superb view as she bent over; two long legs held close together, with strong thighs, topped by a broad, full, motherly ass. As she bent, her cheeks parted revealing a tight little anus, and below that the pouting lips of her cunt.

“Your asshole looks so cute, Mom. I promise I’m trying anal with you again. I bet you’ll love it,” said Scott, with his eyes fixed on his mom’s ass crack.

Claire stood with her clothes, turning her head slightly. She liked doing things to make her son happy, but in this case, even just thinking about his eager prick nudging between her cheeks made her ass-ring tense up.

“I wish you wouldn’t keep on about it, Scott. Anyway, it’s time for us both to get some sleep. I’ll see you in the morning,” said Claire as she quietly left her son’s room.

*****

Mark awoke with a start. He sat up quickly in confusion, looking around to see what was wrong. For a few seconds, nothing made sense and his surroundings were unfamiliar. He blinked rapidly as his eyes adjusted to the shadowy room. As his faculties returned his unease dissipated, for now it hit him that there was nothing wrong at all. He was exactly where he was meant to be; in his mom’s bed! It must still be early, Mark realized when he saw the small amount of pale light bleeding into the room from behind the blinds.

The teen looked to one side and saw his mom, on her side, facing away from him. She was half-covered, her back bare, and by the slow rise and fall of her ribs, Mark judged her to be still asleep. Moving closer, he leaned slightly over his mom and seeing her peaceful face and slightly open mouth confirmed this. He took a moment to look her over, his eyes feasting on the sight.

Mandy’s dark hair spilt over the pillow, a stark contrast to the bright white linen. The skin of her shoulders and back looked flawless in the dim light, while her waist and hips were still concealed beneath the bedding. Curled up on her side as she was, only accentuated the full curve of her hips. Her round and ripe breasts peeked out from underneath her arm, which lay bent at her side.

This was the dream that Mark had longed for and a dream that had now come true; he had spent the night with and had woken up in the same bed as his sexy mom. For Mark, this now completed the journey he had begun only a few months previously when he hadn’t fully realized the full benefits of forming a closer bond with his mother.

Yearning to feel her delicious body in contact with his own, Mark slid up behind his mom. With his face close to his mother’s neck, the boy inhaled the fragrance of her hair as it brushed his nose. Curling around his mom, Mark pressed his soft cock into the wide split of her ass and put an arm around her.

Mark dug under his mom’s arm searching for a boob. His searching fingers found a nipple, and he began to tweak it. He sighed with deep satisfaction, for everything now felt right in the boy’s world. His only wish was that his dad had made way for him in this bed sooner. Mark knew that his mom needed the sex just as much as he did, whatever the initial goals of the SAMBA programme may have been. He’d witnessed his mom thrive just as much as he had since they’d started fucking.

Mark thought back over the last few days. Being with Mrs Nielsen again had been very exciting as the blonde beauty always took his breath away. His cock began to stir as he recalled his friend’s mom swallowing his cum, her pretty blue eyes looking up into his own as she did so. But even after all that, there was nothing in the world like coming back to the home comforts that he was now enjoying.

Mandy stirred, mumbling something. Mark gave the nipple a final twist and let it go. He had wanted to play more, but had other plans for this morning and feared any more attention to her especially sensitive nipples would wake her up. Cupping her boob for just a moment, Mark moved on, running his hand down to her belly. He rubbed her gently, loving the fact that while his mom kept fit, she didn’t have the lean body of someone obsessed with working out. As a result, Mandy had just enough ‘extra’ for her son to hold on to.

Passing his hand smoothly over her mommy hips, Mark came to the zone that got his blood pumping. Pulling his pelvis back a little so that he had room to work with, Mark caressed her ass cheeks. He stroked and squeezed alternately, switching between taking great handfuls of meaty ass flesh and running his palms over the smooth buns. All the while, the teen was silently thanking his lucky stars that he’d been fortunate enough to have access to such glorious feminine perfection. There was no doubt in Mark’s mind that his mother was in her sexual prime, and just when he was old enough to fully appreciate it.

As his arousal grew, Mark started handling his mom more boldly, pulling her buttocks hard apart, kneading her firm globes and letting them spring back together. Grinning all the while, he did this many times, his breathing becoming heavier and his cock swelling until it strained upward, hard as iron.

“Fuck yeah! What an ass!” Mark whispered to himself.

The teen could not contain his lust any longer. His penis throbbed, desperate to be buried in the heat of his mom’s butt. Bringing his fingers to his mouth he spat on them and transferred his saliva to his mom’s anus, wetting her all around the little dimple. Repeating the action, this time Mark worked the slippery fluid up his mom’s back passage with his finger. At first, the strong ring clung tightly to his digit, but he waited patiently, as even in sleep his mom’s muscle remembered to behave, and it relaxed for the intruder, just as she had trained it to do with the plug. Cautious not to disturb his mom, Mark probed his mom’s anal canal with care, enjoying the freedom the explore her rear hole whilst she slept.

Satisfied that his mom’s backdoor was now ready for action, Mark completed his preparation by lubricating his penis in the same way. The teen edged up to his mom and with one hand holding open her butt-cheeks, he directed his cock to her little wrinkled orifice. He had just begun to apply the pressure required for insertion into the place he adored most on his mom when he heard a noise.

The bedroom door handle turned and slowly opened! Mark froze with a hand on his mother’s hip and the tip of his cock at the gates of paradise. The boy instantly closed his eyes and with a heart that had been beating with passion, but now panic, tried to steady his breathing.

*****

Dan Wheeler had woken up to the shrill alarm on his phone, set for the usual time he had to rise on a Monday morning. Like Mark, it took a moment to shake off the disorientation of waking in a strange place. He’d been out like a light as soon as his head had hit the pillow the night before and had managed a full night’s sleep, but as he twisted about in the much narrower space than he was used to as he sought his phone to stop the awful noise his memory slowly returned.

He was in the guest room where he’d agreed with Mandy he’d be sleeping during the week from now on. It felt odd because other than the odd weekend or work trip away he’d spent every night sleeping with his wife. But he knew this was simply a habit and he’d soon get used to the new arrangement. He couldn’t deny that he’d been caught off guard by his wife’s suggestion, and his initial feelings were doubtful. Then as he had thought it over, he could see the practicality of it.

After all, he had to be awake much earlier than the rest of the family, and outside of the weekend, Mandy and he didn’t make love.

Dan always had a tight schedule, with little time to hang around in the mornings. He rose, showered and dressed with his usual efficiency. Dan was pulling on his jacket as he passed by the door to the master bedroom. Not knowing quite why, he stopped. Turning to face the door he reached out, pausing with his hand on the door handle.

It was a strange feeling that struck Dan, reminding him of when he was a child standing curiously outside his own parents’ bedroom, wondering what was going on inside. He started to turn the handle, on the one hand feeling what he was doing was somehow wrong, yet on the other knowing that he had every right to enter his room.

As quietly as possible, Dan turned the handle until it clicked and then pushed the door open a foot, before sticking his head into the room. His eyes swept the room and settled in the direction of the bed.

His wife lay on her side on her usual half of the bed, her bare shoulders visible above the covers. She appeared to still be deep in sleep. Behind her, cuddled up close with an arm around Mandy was Mark, his face also peaceful with his eyes closed.

Both were close together in a way that Dan had not imagined and yet mother and son looked so innocent together, that he immediately brushed aside the negative thoughts that threatened to rise. The husband and father suppressed the complex wave of emotions that bubbled inside him. Partly jealous, yet at the same time he yearned for another male to appreciate the superb body that his wife retained at forty.

Dan shook his head as if waking from a daze, and told himself that this was nothing more than bringing his wife and son closer together and helping him to grow as a man. And if his son got a glimpse of tit or ass then maybe he’d respect his old man a little more.

Just as quietly as he’d come, Dan retreated, gently shutting the door. What surprised him as he headed down the stairs was that he noticed how he had a partial erection in his pants.

*****

As the bedroom door closed Mark breathed a sigh of relief. He waited until he was sure that he had heard his dad go downstairs and then returned his attention to his mom.

Mark jerked quickly on his cock to regain the stiffness he had lost and tugged open his mom’s springy cheeks once more.

“Fuck you, Dad,” the teen whispered to himself as he once more directed his knob to his mom’s exposed asshole.

With a suppressed grunt Mark eased himself inside his mom’s hot, clingy shit chute and his whole body quivered a little with the excitement of it all. For Mark, sliding up inside his mom’s butt would never get old. Beyond the mere pleasure of getting his rocks off this way, he now adored his mother more than he could imagine any other girl. Being able to indulge in the ultimate mom and son bonding activity first thing in the morning made life worth living.

Ringing his mom’s waist with his arms, Mark pushed on until he had pushed his full-length up Mandy’s rectum. His eyes screwed up as he revelled in the incredible sensations he could only get from ass-fucking; the soft, moist depths and the strong anal sphincter gripping him tightly.

Mark withdrew until he had just the tip of his penis inside his mom, then with a heave of his hips, slid back inside. His belly smacked against his mom’s ass, making her flesh wobble with the impact.

“Oooof,” Mandy gasped, waking with a start. “Oh, Mark! Oh!”

“Good morning, Mom,” said Mark, now starting to pump as he held on to his mom more tightly.

“You should have woken me first, honey, before putting your dick up there. I think I need the bathroom,” said Mandy.

“You can do that later, Mom, after I’ve come up your ass.”

“I wish you would wait, Mark,” Mandy complained.

Mandy meant what she said, and yet also wished she wouldn’t get so aroused when her son chose to take advantage of her big, round rear-end when she needed to poop. But how could she blame the teen when he had awoken next to her nude and available mommy body? And Mandy had to confess that the attention sure beat waking up to Dan who would only get up and leave her without a word or a glance.

Mark upped his pace, the rapid smacking of his hips to her ass sending ripples through her thighs, hips, belly and tits. It seemed that with each thrust he surged deeper than before.

“Oh, God. So good…so tight…fuuuuck,” Mark panted with passion.

“You still love mommy’s ass then, baby?”

“Mom…ugh…you have no idea…it’s the best thing in the world!”

Mark closed his eyes, set his jaw and upped the pace. His hard, young cock shot back and forth within the gripping ring of his mom’s loving anus. Mark was delighted with the progress he and his mother had made over these last months. Mandy had gone from reluctantly taking a dick up her butt, to making it as easy and accessible as possible for her son. They had reached an important milestone, for Mark at least, in that they now did anal more than anything else.

Mandy did her best to relax and open up her asshole for her son so that he could fuck her with all the youthful energy that she had come to expect. By arching her back, and pushing the swell of her half-moons back at him, she was able to spread her rear cleavage to the maximum extent. This she did out of motherly love, for her rectum was already feeling the pressure to expel that which was descending.

Mandy had always preferred time to prepare so that she could enjoy the experience as much as Mark, but once he was started it was unfair to make him stop. Sometimes she’d allow him to mount her ass anyway, as she could tell that he was too horny to wait. Mandy had spoken to Chrissy about it, and Steve was just the same with his mom, oftentimes pounding his mom up her rear hole regardless if she needed to shit or not. As Chrissy would say, ‘Boys will be boys.’

“Do that thing of yours,” panted Mark over his mom’s shoulder.

“Huh? What’s that, honey?” asked Mandy, her thoughts interrupted

“Squeeze that asshole.”

“Like this?” said Mandy, bearing down with all the power of her well-trained butt muscles.

“Ugh…oh, Mom! Again, Mom!” cried Mark, as he continued to hump his mother’s big, round ass.

While the head of Mark’s dick stabbed his mom’s dark depths, his root was clenched over and over, in time with his movements. The intense stimulation threatened to overwhelm him, so he suddenly ceased his movements in his mom’s rump.

“What’s wrong, baby?” Mandy asked.

Mark’s long cock throbbed in his mom’s rectum, so close to spitting out his white-hot load.

“Was gonna cum,” Mark mumbled, breathlessly.

Mandy lay still, waiting patiently in her son’s tight embrace, feeling his penis twitch while he cooled off. A pressure was building in her bowels, but she understood that as much as she now might need him to withdraw from her tight ring, he was unlikely to heed her requests.

After a minute, Mark’s erection had stopped threatening to spill its sticky juices and the teen resumed with some slow strokes into his mother’s beautiful bottom. Her soft interior was displaced by his hard meat as it surged up within her.

“Oh, Mark! My Mark!” moaned Mandy as her butthole was stretched and expanded exquisitely by her flesh and blood. She knew that if it weren’t for her growing need for the bathroom she would have been coming in waves by now.

His mom’s vocal approval encouraged the young man to once again start banging that ass with passion.

Mandy could not wait much longer; she needed Mark to come soon. Meanwhile, she bit her lip as her body was rocked by the pummelling her son was giving her sturdy backside. She preferred the anal sex sessions when she was empty and prepared for him and yet at the same time, Mandy got a certain sadomasochistic joy bringing her son to a climax when she felt uncomfortably stuffed to the extreme.

Mark huffed and puffed, swinging his hips, knowing he was causing turmoil in his mom’s guts but far too aroused to care.

For the next two minutes, not a word was said. The bed sheet became rumpled under the incestual couple’s sweaty bodies. Mandy whimpered and Mark grunted until with a sudden cry, the teen arched his back, his ass twitching as he injected his mom with a stream of hot jism.

“Oh god, Mark!” Mandy sobbed in relief, though her anus pulsed rhythmically in time with her son’s throbbing dick.

The pair lay together panting for a minute, then Mandy reached back and gently pushed on Mark’s thigh as she wriggled in his grasp. Mark got the hint and his prick exited his mom with a mighty slurp. Her bowels grumbled noisily.

“Thanks, Mom, that was great! You’re the best!” said Mark, landing a whack on his mom’s ass that made her flinch and fart in surprise.

The happy teen got up immediately, went through the door to the adjoining bathroom and stepped straight into the shower, his dirty, bouncing cock leading the way. As he began soaping himself up under the hot spray, Mark was aware of his mom hurriedly making her way to the toilet, through the frosted glass of the stall.

“Oooooww,” Mandy groaned as she discharged her heavy and troublesome load with a loud splash, which Mark heard quite clearly over the blast of the showerhead.

Mark grinned as he thought how perfectly his new life co-sleeping with his mom was working out. What could top waking up in his mom’s bed and fucking her hard up the shithole?

Long after Mark had hopped out of the shower and dried himself off, Mandy remained bent forward on the toilet seat, breathing deeply with the immense relief she now felt in her bowels. It had undoubtedly been hard on her, but she also felt huge maternal satisfaction by seeing her son exit the shower standing straight, with his broadening shoulders back and chin out. The contrast with her slouching, hesitant son of six months ago was stark.

At least her anus now took these energetic humpings without complaint, Mandy told herself. Out of curiosity she reached back and probed between her cheeks with a finger. Her hole was wet and to her surprise was still dilated the width of her fingertip. What once would have alarmed her now only filled her with pride. There was no need for concern; from experience she knew that her relaxed asshole would close up again completely over the next few minutes, ready for when her son needed it again.

*****

“Thanks for coming, Mandy,” said Claire gratefully.

“Of course, anytime you need to talk, I’m here. You know that,” Mandy reached over the table and patted her friend’s hand reassuringly.

“It’s about Scott,” Claire confessed.

“I might have known! What’s he done?”

“It’s more what he wants to do. He keeps asking about doing anal with me. He really liked doing it with you and now he talks about it every day,” said Claire, frowning now with worry.

“I’m sorry. If I’d known that I was going to trigger this reaction – ”

“No, don’t blame yourself,” Claire interrupted. “You gave him a wonderful time. It’s one of the things I should have made more effort with, but he had seemed so happy with his blow-jobs.”

“And he’s a very lucky boy to get those! I know what it’s like when they get obsessed with something, but he shouldn’t keep nagging you if you don’t want to do it.”

“I do want to. At least, I want to let him try it again. And I want to see what it’s like, but I get scared, Mandy.”

“Didn’t you and Jim ever…?”

“SAMBA was my first and only time. But you and Mark do it all the time now. Tell me what it’s like for you.”

Mandy took a few sips of her coffee and set the mug down. She sat back, staring off to the side as she tried to organize her thoughts. Mandy had never had to describe these experiences to anyone else.

“Honestly? It’s the best sex I’ve ever had,” Mandy paused, shaking her head. “I can’t believe how I missed out on it for most of my life. I thought I’d just try it at SAMBA like all the other moms, then forget about it. Of course, when we got home Mark wouldn’t let me forget, and I’m glad he didn’t. It wasn’t easy at first, but only because it was so new. It only gets better and better, Claire.”

“It doesn’t hurt?”

“Not anymore. And the orgasms are out of this world! One of the best parts though, is how the boys just go out of their minds when they are up our butts. It makes a difference to them that we are giving them something so special. And when they come inside, you’re in for a real treat as you can feel their dicks pulsing much better than in your pussy. Afterwards, you won’t want them to come out. It’s just nice to let them stay there as long as they can while they go soft.”

“It sounds like you love anal as much as Mark.”

“Yeah. There’s no other way a mom and son can make such a deep connection, so I understand why Dr Dearlove makes such a point about including it in the programme. She says how it’s so healthy for the boys to have anal bonding sessions with their moms and I’ve seen the positive effect it’s had on Mark. You could have that with Scott, but you have to be willing to step outside your comfort zone.”

“I know. I hear what you’re saying, I just wish it was that easy for me.”

“Well, why don’t you start by thinking back to how it was at the academy when you tried it with Scott that time?”

“That was different. All of us moms had Dr Dearlove to supervise and instruct the boys. It’s easier as part of a group, especially as we had been doing all the other activities together and getting caught up in all the excitement. I remember enjoying him exploring my asshole with his wriggly finger, plus he was saying the nicest things about how I looked and how much he loved me.”

“It sounds to me like it started great.”

“It did. It felt strange at first to have something back there, but as I knelt there with my eyes closed, he started to work his finger deeper and it started to feel wonderful. I would have been happy for him to play there all day, but then we moms all had to roll on our sides for the penetration. I tried to relax, Mandy, but it did sting a little when he went inside.”

“I know, me too,” Mandy confessed.

“I could hear all the other moms and sons. I’m not gonna lie, it was beautiful being there as we all got to know a new way to make our boys happy, but you know what Scott is like. Sometimes he only has one speed. He pounded me so hard, Mandy. I wanted him to enjoy it, so I just lay still and then, without warning he unloaded right up my ass. The next day I was sore but felt like I had done what I needed to do. You know the rest; it was always oral after that.”

“I think you did amazingly well,” said Mandy, smiling sympathetically at her friend. “It was pretty much the same for me the first time too. Most of us moms are in the same boat as we’ve never had a chance to learn. But it’s just those first few times we need to get through. I’ll always be thankful that Dr Dearlove has shown us moms our potential and the ultimate way to please our boys.”

“Don’t you worry about it being dirty? You know…back there?”

“Not at all. Sex is a messy business, and the boys don’t mind at all. They just want to get into their mom’s tightest hole!” laughed Mandy. “Scott won’t notice a thing, believe me. He’ll be so focused on fucking that round ass you’re offering him.”

“I guess. I do want Scott to know all of his mom, as the other SAMBA boys do. He deserves that much.”

“Then let me help you. You simply need a gentle reintroduction to anal sex without feeling under pressure. I tell you what, rather than letting Scott go straight at it, why don’t you let Mark try it with you? He’s very experienced now, and I can be with the two of you to keep an eye on things. That way it’ll be a controlled environment, just like it was with Dr Dearlove.”

“Really? You wouldn’t mind?” Claire looked at her friend with hope in her eyes.

“Of course! How long have we been friends? And I’m positive Mark will be more than happy to help out.”

“Thanks, Mandy.”

“No problem. Scott’s going to be so proud of you. And I know this is all for the boys, but you deserve to feel good too. I promise you that Mark will help you discover the most incredible feelings that you never knew you had, that all women have. I’ll try and find a time for you to come around, when Dan is out and Mark is available, okay?”

*****

A week later, Claire got a call from her friend.

“Dan’s away tonight on a business trip. Can you come over tonight, about eight?” Mandy asked.

Shortly after eight that evening, Mandy answered the door to her friend. She could tell straight away that Claire was nervous, for the other woman was biting her lip while her hands fiddled with the strap on her bag.

“Come on in, Claire. Let’s get you a drink,” said Mandy as she led Claire into the kitchen. “Mark’s already waiting upstairs in the bed, but he’ll just have to be patient. You need something to calm those nerves.”

“Oh, you can tell? I don’t know what’s got into me.”

“It’ll be fine, Claire. We’re going to take everything at a pace you feel comfortable with. I’ve given Mark very clear instructions, so he’ll go easy on you. Is a glass of white wine okay for you?”

Claire nodded and Mandy fetched two glasses, then went to the fridge and retrieved a bottle she had opened the night before.

“Have you told Scott what’s going on?” said Mandy as she began pouring the drinks.

“No, I thought it best to keep this quiet for now. I don’t need the stress of his questions or expectations. As far as he or Jim are concerned, I’m just on a social call.”

“Here you go. This will relax you,” said Mandy as she passed a full glass over to her friend. “I forgot to tell you when we met up last week, that Mark is now sleeping with me five nights a week.”

“What about Dan?” Claire replied, her eyebrows raised at the news.

“We’ve talked it over. I reached out to Dr Dearlove as it didn’t seem fair that Mark was excluded from my bed. She recommended her co-sleeping plan and I persuaded Dan that it was best for everyone. He gets a good night’s sleep in the guest room during the week and at weekends he’s back with me. Of course, he doesn’t understand all that’s involved yet, but that’ll come in time I hope.”

“Wow, I’m so pleased for you!” said Claire as she hugged the other mom. “I feel like I’m being left behind!”

“Thanks. You’ll get there, I’m sure. Every family is different and it’s not the pace that’s important, is it?”

“Scott would love it, but I’m not sure I could convince Jim of the value it would bring to the family. Mark must be thrilled.”

“He is. I think he finds it comforting to have my body right there for him all through the night. I wouldn’t have it any other way now. It’s just perfect for moms and sons like us on the SAMBA programme. Like last night, for example. Poor Mark woke up and just couldn’t get back to sleep. So, we cuddled for a bit, but then he quickly got an erection and I let him mount me. Afterwards, he had no problem at all sleeping.”

“That’s going to be good for him the next day at school,” said Claire, impressed with the obvious merits of the co-sleeping plan. As a mom, she knew that there was nothing like being immediately on hand to help out her son when he was in need.

“Exactly. Shall we drink up and get ourselves upstairs?”

Claire nodded and the two women downed their drinks in seconds. Claire was already feeling the warmth from the alcohol radiating out from her tummy as she followed Mandy up to the bedroom, giving her the courage that she needed for what was to come.

Entering the bedroom behind Mandy, Claire was touched by how her friend had gone to the effort of lighting scented candles about the room in advance. Mark lay stretched out, half-covered on the bed, illuminated by the soft flickering light.

“Hi Mrs Reece,” said Mark cheerily.

“Hello, Mark,” Claire forced out, her throat now constricted with lingering anxiety.

“Mark, move over and make some space while Mrs Reece gets undressed,” said Mandy as she closed the door behind them.

Mandy pulled a chair up to the side of the bed and sat down, while with trembling hands Claire removed her clothes. Mark watched, licking his lips at the thought of getting his hands on his mom’s friend. He had been very excited ever since his mom had suggested the plan to him. He was going to teach another attractive mom how nice it could be to get fucked in the ass.

Claire stood naked before the bed, suddenly feeling out of place, confused by the combination of nerves, anticipation and the booze now making her feel slightly warm and fuzzy. She looked to Mandy for help.

“It’s okay, Claire, you’re doing great. Why don’t you get in next to Mark and get to know each other,” Mandy encouraged her friend.

Mark pulled the covers back as Claire slid in beside him. The mom barely had time to settle before the teen had pressed himself up against her, staring intently down at her breasts. His hand went to her hip, but he did not stop there, instead running it up and down her flanks. Mark’s heart beat rapidly in his chest; he’d been trying to play it cool, but here was another sexy, naked mom in bed with him. Quite different to his mom, Mrs Reece nonetheless had motherly curves and full breasts that would make any teen boy’s dreams come true. Unable to resist, Mark went straight for one of her little pink nipples, taking it in his mouth and sucking hard.

“Oh!” Claire gasped in surprise, her eyes flicking over to Mandy.

“Mark loves boobs. Just lie back and enjoy it, Claire,” said Mandy, who now leaned forward on her seat, fascinated to watch her son with another woman.

Claire sank back onto the pillow, her mouth still agape and her eyes wide. But a deep flush was now rising from her neck up to her cheeks. Mark sucked noisily, pleased with how the nipples hardened and grew longer. As he roamed back and forth between Claire’s pink-tipped mounds, the boy reached behind her and cupped one perfectly smooth ass cheek in his hand. Mark moaned deeply, his face buried in the hot mom’s chest, as he felt his passion rising. He had never thought of his mom’s friend sexually before, but now that she was revealed and available to him in all her glory, he could see that just like Mrs Nielsen and his mom, she was way more desirable than any girl of his age.

“Why don’t you play with his balls, Claire? Let him know how much you want him!” said Mandy, becoming aroused by the action on the bed.

Claire reached out between Mark’s thighs, finding his loosely hanging sack. She lifted it, weighing the heavy balls in the palm of her hand, before rolling them about with her fingers. The back of her hand and her wrist brushed against Mark’s cock, which was now standing straight up along his belly.

“Oh, Mandy! They’re so soft! And he’s stiff too!” exclaimed Claire.

“He’s stiff for you, Claire. That’s the effect we have on boys like Mark with our mommy boobs and butts!” replied Mandy.

“Can I suck him?” Claire asked breathlessly.

“Of course, you can,” said Mandy. “Mark, leave her boobs and lie down.”

Mark was more than happy to obey his mother. Breaking off from Claire, he left the mom with swollen breasts and nipples, glistening with his saliva. He flung himself down on his back, his dick thrumming expectantly.

Claire lifted a leg over him so that she was atop the boy and facing towards his feet, her ass hovering mere inches from his face. With the greatest of care, Claire held Mark’s penis so that it lay across the flat of her hand, feeling its heft as she had done with his balls. She traced a finger up from the root to the tip, still covered by his foreskin. Mark’s shaft twitched at the contact.

“He’s got a lovely cock, Mandy!” said Claire, turning her head to look directly at the other mother.

Mandy noticed that her friend appeared to have lost her initial nervousness about being here with her son. She was proud that Claire was just as delighted with Mark’s body as she was. To her mind this was the perfect union; helping her best friend to learn the joys of anal sex, whilst allowing her son to enjoy the body of another mature mother.

Claire leant down until her head was close to Mark’s groin. She paused, inspecting the smooth, clean shaft, and licked her lips.

“It’s yours, Claire. Put him in your mouth,” said Mandy lustfully.

In one fluid motion, Claire opened her mouth, moved forward and engulfed the head of Mark’s cock. As she closed her eyes, Claire’s cheeks hollowed and her tongue swept around the bulbous end. Mark’s whole body jerked as if he had received an electric shock.

“Ooohh…Mommm!” cried Mark, as his eyes rolled back in his head.

“I’m here, honey!” said Mandy, as she got up from the chair and moved over to sit on the bed next to the couple.

Now she could see something she had never seen before – her son’s erect penis being clasped by the wet lips of a loving mother. The conjunction of her friend’s mouth and her boy’s rigid prick was one of the most erotic spectacles she had ever beheld. She found one of Mark’s hands with her own, entwined their fingers and squeezed, to show him she was with him all through this. Mandy could tell by the rapid vibrations on Claire’s inward-sucking cheeks that inside, her tongue was working madly to stimulate the sensitive glans.

“Is she making you feel good, baby?” said Mandy.

“Fuck…she’s so good at this,” Mark replied as he writhed under Claire’s oral attention.

Mandy felt no jealousy as her son praised the other woman. On the contrary, she felt greatly relieved as a mom should, that her son was getting such immense pleasure. It was not her place to feel resentment or possessiveness, for she could take the credit for arranging this meeting, and the sexual relief it would bring to her son. As a mother, it was her job to see that all his physical needs were met, whether at her hands or that of another woman.

Claire ceased twirling her tongue around the head of Mark’s cock and pushed forward, relaxing her throat and allowing the full length of the teen’s penis to sink into her until her lips were wrapped around his root. Mark groaned as Claire’s jaw stretched wide.

“Mom! I’m in her throat!” Mark blurted out as his hips lifted from the mattress, trying to cram the last fraction of an inch inside Claire’s mouth.

“I know, Mark. It looks amazing. She does this for Scott all the time,” said Mandy.

Mark loved fucking ass more than anything, but just for a moment, he wondered if he had the right mom, and felt an envy for Scott Reece that he had never known before. To be able to fuck, and shoot his sperm down a throat was now high on his bucket list.

Claire barely heard the other two, as she was so intently focused on the dick lodged in her throat, further even than her son could go, as Mark was longer than he. Her nipples still tingled from the sucking and her cunt was dripping wet. After around fifteen seconds she pulled back, coughing and spluttering, needing air but still desperate to make the boy happy in the way she knew best. Taking in a large lungful of air, Claire once again swallowed the teen, forcing his cock-head into the very narrow space at the back of her throat.

“Oh God!” gasped Mark.

“Why don’t you make her feel as good as she’s making you feel? Lick her asshole, Mark!”

Mark opened his eyes, which had been screwed up in ecstasy, and looking down the end of his nose realized that Claire’s butt was right before him. Tugging his hand free of his mom’s he clapped his hands to Claire’s buttocks and pulled them apart. Right in the middle of the hairless valley, Mark spied the small, wrinkled, pink orifice of Mrs Reece’s anus. This was why she was here, he remembered, so that he could show her the best way for moms and sons to bond together.

Pressing his face into Claire’s sexy widespread ass, Mark extended his tongue searching for the woman’s sphincter. He felt a little thrill as he made contact, feeling Claire’s anus contract as he probed. Mark teased the hole, flicking the tip of his tongue over the tiny wrinkles and ridges of Claire’s butthole.

Mark had never thought to do this to his mom and he wondered why she was suggesting it now. Not that he was complaining; he could hear Mrs Reece moaning around his cock, and the very thought that he was turning her on by licking her rear hole made him stiffer than ever. The excitement was too much and Mark shoved hard, driving his cock deep into Claire’s throat.

Claire was used to Scott’s rough use of her during oral sex, but unused to Mark’s longer cock she gagged and pulled back, turning her attention back to pleasing the head instead.

Mandy watched from the sidelines, yet felt privileged to be present to witness the pairing of a mature mom at the peak of her sexuality with her son, each driving the other crazy with their lips and tongue. Both now seemed lost in their world. Mark’s face was hidden, sandwiched between Claire’s ass-cheeks, his neck straining to keep his place with his mouth fused to the mother’s grateful anus. Looking at Claire, Mandy saw that she was alternately sucking and nibbling on the head of Mark’s cock, his foreskin how pulled back tight, spit running from her mouth and down the shaft to his balls.

Mandy hated to interrupt the couple but knew if this went on much longer then Mark would come in Claire’s mouth. She could read her friend and right now it was obvious that Claire hungered for her boy’s sperm.

“Claire…” said Mandy, as she reached out and touched her friend. “Claire, you mustn’t make him come. Not yet. He needs to fuck your ass.”

Claire opened her eyes and let the long cock slip from her mouth. Just in time, for the glistening shaft quivered, and the flared, angry redhead looked ready to burst.

Raising slightly and propping herself up on her forearms, Claire looked to Mandy, her expression one of disbelief.

“Mandy,” Claire said weakly. “He’s got his tongue in my asshole…it’s incredible…it feels…it’s like…”

“I know. We’ll let Mark carry on a minute or two. You deserve it. You’re an amazing woman, wife and mother.”

Claire closed her eyes once more and hung her head next to Marks throbbing penis, as she surrendered completely to the boys probing tongue. Mandy watched, rubbing her friend’s naked shoulders and back, as Claire wriggled her rear end, quietly moaning as Mark circled and stabbed at her most private hole. By now, her anus was wet, open and receptive.

Mandy was so pleased that her son appeared to be enjoying pleasuring Claire this way as much as her friend was to be on the receiving end. She thought that the couple looked so sweet together, and short of actually fucking, there was nothing more intimate she could imagine than Mark making out with her friend’s butthole. Seeing that her son’s raging erection appeared to have calmed a little, Mandy decided it was time to move on.

“That’s enough now, Mark,” said Mandy.

Mark let his head fall back onto the bed, his chin wet from his endeavours.

“I love it, Mom. She’s got such a cute asshole, I didn’t want to stop,” Mark declared, though the boy was clearly out of breath.

Mandy moved up the bed to check out Claire’s behind, pulling her buns apart now that Mark had let go of them.

“You did a great job, honey. Mrs Reece looks super relaxed for the next stage, don’t ya think?”

Mark grinned up at his mom, then back at the anus he’d just spent five minutes loving. He was already thinking about how good it was going to be to shove his prick up there.

Mandy once again took control, getting the couple to separate so that Mark could get up, and so that she could position Claire on her hands and knees in the center of the bed. Her friend had gone very quiet, meekly spreading her thighs and sticking her ass up in the air as she sank her upper half onto the mattress. Her pussy lips were parted, plump and a shade that indicated that she was highly aroused.

“Get behind her, Mark, while I get the lube,” said Mandy.

“You’re gonna love this, Mrs Reece, just like Mom does. It’s better than in the pussy, you’ll see,” said Mark, who was stroking the curves of Claire’s twin half-moons with eager hands while he waited.

Mandy returned to her son’s side with a tube of KY in her hands.

“Mark’s going to spend a minute lubing up your anus and rectum, just like at the academy. Everything’s going to be fine, Claire. Just relax and let him work his finger up there,” said Mandy reassuringly as she popped the top on the tube and squeezed a big blob of the jelly onto Claire’s still slightly gaping anus.

“Go for it, Mark,” said Mandy as she settled down on the bed next to her son behind Claire. She could feel her own heart beating with excitement, eager to watch her son prepare the way for his cock.

Mark didn’t waste any time, quickly catching the lube before it slid off Claire’s anus, spreading the cool, thick jelly all around the kneeling mom’s sphincter. Circling ever closer to the entrance, Mark soon had the tip of his finger in the very middle of the attractive-looking dimple. With very little effort, his finger popped inside and Mark followed through until he was in up to the knuckle.

Claire’s ass-ring clamped down on the invading digit, her buttocks tensed and she drew in a sharp breath. Mark’s head snapped around to look at his mom, his eye’s bright and a smile full of joy on his young face.

“Mom! She’s so hot and tight! This is gonna be so good!” Mark exclaimed loudly.

“I know, honey. It’ll be the perfect fit for your cock. Now make sure you turn your finger plenty as you want to make sure every bit of her rectum is coated with lube so she can enjoy this as much as you do,” replied Mandy.

Looking down at her son’s dick, Mandy could observe the magical effect that exploring the older woman’s asshole was having on him, for he was beginning to re-stiffen for the adventure ahead. Squeezing more lube onto the palm of her hand, she grasped Mark’s swelling member and started to rub up and down the length.

In his turn, Mark twisted his finger about in Claire’s clenching butthole, delighted to be free to investigate the smooth walls that would soon envelop his hard dick. As usual, when he was penetrating a woman’s anus, he was fascinated by how the skin was now stretched perfectly smooth as all the wrinkles vanished, now only a thin ring bunched up around the circumference of his finger. Mrs Reece’s anus was paler than his own mom’s, slightly pinker, yet the region about it was still a darker shade, somewhat like a bruise, before blending with the white skin of her ass.

“Oooooh, Mandy…I can feel his finger moving around in my butt!” moaned Claire, now swaying her round ass from side to side as she was stimulated by the unfamiliar intrusion into her back passage.

“It’s wonderful when you get used to it, Claire. You’ll learn to love Scott doing that,” Mandy replied.

Mark was impatient to begin and show their guest the best way for moms and sons to have sex. He expected that Scott would be thanking him forever after he got his mom addicted to this form of love-making. He withdrew his finger carefully, Claire’s tight ring gripping him all the way.

“You’re ready, baby. It’s time,” said Mandy, who gave her son a few more quick tugs with her hand, then moved to the side.

Claire’s ass was sticking high in the air, so getting off his knees, Mark crouched behind the older woman and brought his prick up to the target.

“Let him in, honey,” said Mandy, as she stroked her friend’s thigh comfortingly.

Mark’s brow furrowed as he leant in, applying pressure to Claire’s orifice. The dimple sank slightly before suddenly yawning open and engulfing the boy’s cock.

“Ahhhhhh!” gasped Claire.

“Ughh!” grunted Mark.

Mark grabbed Claire’s hips to steady himself and pushed on, through the anal-canal, and up into the incredible welcoming heat of her rectum. He didn’t stop until his balls were nudging against Claire’s gaping cunt, and her round ass was pressed to his belly.

“Fuck yeah! What a hot ass!” said Mark.

Mandy scrambled around to peer between her son’s thighs from behind. She could see Claire’s twitching anus around the root of Mark’s cock, and she thought it was the sexiest thing she had ever seen.

“He’s all the way in, Claire! It’s so beautiful! You two are perfect together!”

“Oh, Mandy, I feel so full. It hurts a little bit too,” groaned Claire.

“Just relax. Enjoy that fullness. It’s one of the things that makes it so special. I promise the pain will stop very soon.”

“Ooooh…so full…” Claire continued to moan.

Mark’s whole frame tensed as he pulled back from the sweet suction of Claire’s smooth rectum.

“Go slowly, Mark,” Mandy cautioned.

She watched as the penis was slowly extracted and emerged glistening with lube and the head had almost cleared the sphincter muscle, before reversing and beginning its journey back inside.

“Trust me, Claire, you look incredible with a cock up your ass. You’re a natural,” said Mandy.

“Oooooff…that’s deep,” moaned Claire.

“Let him go deep and it’ll feel good for you both. Just breathe deep and slow and you’ll be okay,” replied Mandy.

Claire said nothing, but Mandy noticed her friend taking her advice. Taking deep and steady breaths, Claire visibly relaxed and Mark began to fuck her more smoothly.

“Mom, thanks for bringing her here. Her ass is amazing. She’s still so tight,” said Mark.

“I’m glad, baby. Carry on pumping her nice n’ easy like you’re doing.”

The couple continued to make anal love almost silently for the next few minutes, while Mandy watched mere inches away from where the action was taking place. After all the times she’d been fucked this way, this was the first time she’d been able to see it happen. She now had a good idea of what it looked like when Mark was drilling her butt, and she thought there was no act more beautiful between a woman and a young man.

“You’re doing great, Claire. When you let a boy like Mark fuck you this way, you’re giving him one of the best feelings in the world. Think how Scott’s going to react when he tries this with you,” said Mandy.

Claire sobbed, but it wasn’t possible to tell whether from passion as her imagination ran wild, or the strain of accepting the relentless thrusts of Mark’s cock into the depths of her colon.

Meanwhile, Mark sped up his insertions, enjoying the slick tunnel that had been made available for his pleasure. She may not have been his wide-hipped mom but the woman underneath him had a superb, gripping anus that was perfect for fucking.

The teen hunched right over Claire’s back, eyes closed, jaw slackening as he kept up his butt-banging rhythm.

“I love your ass, Mrs Reece. It’s so fucking good…better than any pussy,” Mark panted.

“Oh my God…oh…oh, Mark!” cried Claire as Mark clapped against her rear.

“You feel it now, don’t you, Claire?” asked Mandy. “You’re learning how to bring a boy off with your ass. It’s our duty as moms to offer up our holes to our boys, but that doesn’t mean we can’t enjoy it too!”

“Mandy…oh fuck…this is intense,” groaned the mom on all fours.

“You can come, Claire. Let it happen. This is what being a mom is all about!”

“Ugh! I’m being stretched!” gasped Claire, her hands clawing at the sheets.

“Yes! But in a good way! And Marks going to come so hard because of you!”

Mark had by now really picked up the pace. He opened his eyes and was rewarded by the sight of Claire’s ass jiggling to his pounding hips. His mom’s friend was panting loudly now and Mark knew he couldn’t hold out much longer. He strained every sinew to thrust the tip of his dick as far up Claire’s colon as possible, hoping that when he came, he would ejaculate very deep.

“Ah!.. Oh!…Mandy…I can’t…I…” Claire started to babble.

Mandy saw the tell-tale trembling in Claire’s thighs. Quickly lifting Mark’s balls away from her friend’s pussy, she could see that the entrance to her vagina was opening and closing like a little mouth, and she knew also that those very same contractions were now happening in her anus and rectum too.

“Shit…she’s squeezing me…gonna make me come…right…up…this…ASS!” Mark shouted.

Way up in Claire’s bowels, Mark’s penis erupted, the hot jets coming thick and fast. His balls pulled up tight into his body as he experienced an orgasm among the most intense that he had ever known.

“Mandy, he’s coming in me!… I can feel him throbbing so hard! Ohhh God!… Please don’t stop!”

Mark groaned and slumped across Claire’s back; his strength depleted. He ran his hands up the mom’s ribcage and dug under her, seeking her tits, clutching them, and rubbing the nipples.

“Ah, Mom!” Mark sighed. “That ass is so fine…I love it.”

Mandy moved up the bed to her friend’s side. Claire had one side of her face resting on the mattress, with her arms at her side. Her eye’s blinked slowly and she looked exhausted, and her cheeks flushed.

“He’s still twitching inside you, isn’t he?” Mandy asked.

“Yeah.”

“He probably will do for another minute. Enjoy it.”

Claire merely nodded as she continued to bear the weight of Mark on her back, while he pulsed weakly in her butthole.

“They are so funny when they go all quiet afterwards. Our boys, I mean,” chuckled Mandy.

“But he came so hard, Mandy. I’ve never felt it so strongly.”

“Yep. One of the benefits of anal. Do you see now?”

Claire nodded again.

“And you came hard too, didn’t you?” said Mandy.

“I couldn’t help it. I didn’t think I would, but…it kind of felt uncomfortable, yet at the same time, it felt so good. It was like my brain was getting all the signals mixed up.”

“That’s how it is for me too.”

“He’s still very deep, Mandy,” said Claire, shivering slightly at the thought of Mark’s long cock buried so far up inside her anal tract.

“I’m very happy for you. Not many moms get to experience this. I know it’s been with Mark and not your Scott, but that’ll come. And he’s going to love you so much for taking this step. You can now give him everything he needs.”

Mark stirred, propping himself up on Claire’s back once more. He looked down where he was joined by the woman and slowly pulled back. Inch by inch, he extracted his dick from Claire’s warm, wet, clingy asshole until the head popped free. Her anus instantly closed up, still shining with lube.

Mark threw himself down on the far side of the bed, his still-large cock flopping onto his belly. He turned his head in the direction of Claire, admiring the round ass that was still presented high in the air.

“You did very well, young man,” said Mandy, praising her son. “You’ve shown Mrs Reece just how good anal sex can be for us moms. Did you have a good time?”

“Yeah, Mom. It was great. Scott’s going to have a lot of fun with that ass.”

“It’s all about keeping you boys happy. We moms are prepared to do whatever it takes if it gets you through this difficult stage of your life.”

“Come on, Mom, you love it just as much as Steve, Scott and I do!”

“That’s because, at our age, we reorient sexually away from our husbands to younger men. It’s a natural cycle, honey.”

“Is that true?” said Claire, as she came out of her sexual stupor and slid down on her front.

“Yeah, Dr Dearlove explained it all to me. It makes so much sense when you think about it.”

“I’ve not felt the same about Jim since Scott and I started SAMBA. I mean, I still love him and he’s a great husband and father, but I’d rather share my bed with Scott like you do with Mark.”

“Why not try it? It’d be good for Scott too. And it’d be so sweet the two of you waking up in each other’s arms. He’d have a hard-on for you every morning!” laughed Mandy.

“I don’t think I could persuade Jim of the benefits,” said Claire, looking downcast.

“You never know, Claire, let’s keep hoping,” said Mandy, trying to console her friend. “Say, how’s your ass feeling now?”

“A little sore, but better than I thought it would be.”

“It gets easier every time. But now and again even I can feel delicate after. I don’t mind. Anyway, the way I look at it, is even if it hurts a bit at least you know you’ve satisfied a boy!”

“You’re right. Even when Scott has humped my face real hard, I can see the good that it’s done him, and how happy he is after,”

“And it’s important, as Dr Dearlove said, to remind them of how well they have done. I think Mark deserves a reward for all his hard work this evening,” said Mandy, turning towards her son.

Mark had been lying quietly, recovering from the ass-fuck, and listening to the two moms talk. At the mention of ‘reward,’ he perked up, opening his eyes in time to see his mom move between his legs, pushing them apart so that she had room to kneel between them.

Mandy leaned forward, took her son’s balls in her hand and starting at the base of his cock, began to lick the still slick and semi-erect shaft with delicate flicks of her tongue.

“Mandy, I should be doing that,” said Claire.

Mandy paused and looked up, seeing the hunger in her friend’s eyes. It was obvious that paying homage to Mark’s cock was something Claire needed and would be the perfect way to round off the evening. Backing off, she swapped places with the other mom.

Mark took the opportunity to sit up against the headboard and spread his legs wide. He was enjoying the attention of two moms who seemed equally devoted to him at this moment.

“Mark, thank you for everything,” said Claire as she knelt forward between his legs and gazed adoringly at his cock and balls. “I know it’s going to hurt a little until I get used to it, but I can see now why your mom lets you do it with her.”

Leaning forward, Claire lifted the silky pouch that contained Mark’s balls up to her lips. She kissed them and then, unable to resist, sucked one and then the other into her mouth for a moment.

Mandy sat to one side; the corners of her mouth lifted in a slight smile as she watched her best friend show her gratitude to her son for showing her the joy a mother could get out of being ass-fucked. This latest adventure would be good for Mark too, Mandy decided. Possessing the body of another mature woman and riding her rump to completion would be sure to boost his confidence and self-esteem. After all, not every young man got to shoot his cum up the ass of his mom’s best friend!

Claire’s lapping tongue crept up Mark’s long shaft, her eyes closed, losing herself in cock worship. Though still shining with lube and their mingled fluids, his beautiful penis had given her such intense sexual feelings that she never knew existed.

For his part, Mark was pleased that he had convinced a formerly doubting mother of the thrills to be had by accepting a teenage dick plunging into the depths of her rectum. He was sure she’d be repeating this with Scott, and perhaps, other times with him. The icing on the cake was that she was also clearly besotted with his long member, even in its present state; freshly extracted from her rear love hole. Watching her clean him up, head bowed and ass up was something he would make his mom perform next time, Mark decided.

“Turn around, Mrs Reece, I wanna see your butthole again,” Mark demanded.

Claire stopped lapping at Mark’s re-stiffened prick and looked up at him shyly from under her lashes.

“But Mark, I’m sure it’s not very pretty back there now,” said Claire.

“Go on, Claire, why don’t you make Mark happy?” said Mandy, encouragingly.

Claire kissed the head of Mark’s cock, then turning about, inched her ass towards the teen’s face as he remained propped up against the headboard.

Although he was by now used to the delights of mature, naked, women’s bodies, Mark’s eyes still almost popped from his head. As Claire knelt away from him, Mandy moved up the bed, leaned over her friend’s back and held Claire’s buns open for her son, pulling them wide for the young man’s inspection.

Unlike Chrissy Nielsen’s bubble-butt, or his mom’s big maternal ass, Mrs Reece’s was of smaller proportions, but still deliciously curvy. The firm, springy flesh parted in his mom’s hands, revealing the shadowy inner surface.

The skin of Claire’s cleft was moist with sweat and traces of lube. Naturally, what grabbed Mark’s attention most was the orifice itself, now a little puffy; the delicate tissue reddened slightly by its recent exercise. It wasn’t often that Mark got to examine the after-effects up close after fucking an ass, and he loved what he saw.

“That’s so cool, Mom,” said Mark, as his eyes flicked briefly to his mom’s face. “Her asshole is still open a little!”

Mark brought the tip of his finger up to Claire’s anus, and finding it still loose, buried the digit inside her clasping warmth. The muscles of Claire’s back and buttocks tensed briefly, and then the mom dropped her head, resting her forehead on the mattress. She took a shuddering breath and groaned.

“You see, Claire?” said Mandy. “Our boys will never get bored of our asses. We moms are so lucky to have another tight hole they love!”

Claire said nothing, her eyes squeezed tightly shut, as she allowed the boy to play around in her back passage to his heart’s content. Mark whiled away the minutes twisting and curling his finger about, testing the elasticity of those silky rectal walls.

His proud mom watched on, amused by the look of total concentration on her son’s youthful face. Mandy knew, as Claire was now beginning to understand, that young men of this age had very simple requirements to make their lives happy and complete, and moms like them had everything needed. All that they had to do was to make themselves available and the boys would do the rest.

Looking down Mandy noticed Mark’s cock standing up and throbbing against his belly.

“That juicy hole of Mrs Reece’s sure has made you stiff again,” Mandy chuckled.

“Yeah, I want to have it again. It’s super wet in there!” Mark replied excitedly, licking his lips.

“You’re a greedy boy!” laughed Mandy. “I think once is enough for her tonight. I tell you what, I’ll suck that beautiful cock of yours while Mrs Reece goes take care of her business in the bathroom, okay?”

Mark huffed and then slowly withdrew his finger, which emerged with a faint pop.

Claire slowly rose, her face and chest flushed a deep red. Strands of her hair were stuck to her damp face and her nipples were fiercely erect. Still silent and without looking the other two in the eye, Claire slid off the bed, and with a hand cupped behind the split of her cheeks she waddled to the bathroom.

Mandy didn’t keep her son waiting. As soon as Claire was off the bed, Mandy was in her place kneeling between Mark’s thighs, sucking and slurping on her son’s long cock like a dutiful mother. There was no teasing or finesse, just repeatedly impaling her soft throat on his stiff prick, almost retching as she sought to bring him off as quickly as possible. It was getting late and what her son needed now after an exciting and busy day, was to come as fast as possible so that he could get some rest.

The frenzied couple on the bed were so caught up in what they were doing that they barely noticed the grunts from the bathroom as Claire sought to expel as much as possible of the thick blobs of cum from her asshole before she went home.

When Claire had freshened up and emerged from the bathroom, Mark was already lying on his side with his eyes closed. She watched as Mandy covered the boy up and ruffled his hair. Going over to him, Claire leaned down and kissed Mark gently on the cheek. Without a word, she got dressed and the two women tip-toed out of the room, shutting the door quietly behind them.

“Can I get you another drink?” asked Mandy when they were both downstairs.

“No thanks, I should be getting home,” Claire replied.

“Well, let’s have another girl’s night out soon,” suggested Mandy as she escorted her friend to the front door.

Claire turned to her friend and wrapped her arms around Mandy in a warm embrace.

“Thank you and thank Mark, for everything.”

“You liked it then?” said Mandy.

“You know I did! It was incredible. I did enjoy it in a way back at the academy, but this was different…more intimate. I wish I hadn’t waited, but then Scott was always happy with my mouth,” Claire answered, releasing her friend.

“Well, now you have options. I bet Scott is going to love your ass just as much as your mouth.”

Claire nodded and then looked towards the floor, seemingly embarrassed.

“I guess I’ll have to get used to all that cum and air pumped up there!”

“But it’s so nice when they shoot!” replied Mandy, shuddering slightly at the memory. “Besides, it’s a small price to pay for the wonderful feelings and making a boy’s day.”

“In a few days, when I’ve recovered, I’m going to lube up my asshole and go to Scott’s room and surprise him.”

“And he’ll come like a rocket! They always do!” laughed Mandy. “By the way, you made an impression on Mark, I could tell. He was very passionate about your ass. If you ever feel like some more time with him, I’m sure he’d like that and I won’t mind. You’re almost like family.”

“Thanks again, Mandy. I’ll keep you updated. And let’s do that night out soon,” said Claire as she headed out the door.

Mandy waved her friend out and within half an hour she was slipping into bed, snuggling up behind her sleeping son, while her butt plug was once again nestled in her anus, for she was missing the comfort its solid presence brought her.

“My sweet little rump rider,” Mandy whispered in the quiet, darkness of the room.

Reaching around him, Mandy found Mark’s soft cock and balls. She marvelled at how clean they felt and how fresh he still smelled after an evening of sex. She hoped that he was now enjoying pleasant dreams, in contrast to the disturbed sleep he had been having before SAMBA. Sharing her bed with her son, as she now realized mothers and sons this age had always been meant to do, gave Mandy peace of mind. Incest may have been a dirty word to some, but as far as she was concerned, it had saved her and her friend’s families.

The last thing she remembered before sleep took her was lovingly fondling Mark’s for-once flaccid member, and enjoying the moment, for she knew that come morning he would be hard again and battering for entrance at her mouth, ass or pussy.