BedRoom Chapter 15

“Yeah but doesn’t that stuff taste nasty?”

Monica gave him a questioning look. “You mean to tell me you’ve never tasted your own ejaculate.”

“No way…that’s just seems gross!”

Monica giggled playfully. “It is not gross. You just need to try it and you’ll see what I mean.”

“Too late, Mom…it’s already all over your legs.”

Monica lowered her foot back to the floor and placed her hands on her hips, making her big busts protrude outward.

“Oh what a shame…well I guess we’ll just have to make more then, won’t we?”

“Right now?”

“Yup, right now buster…and don’t tell me you can’t. You’re a healthy teenage boy, so I know better.” Monica said, grabbing his hand and playfully pulling him from the bed.

“Where are we going?” Alex giggled.

Monica jumped up on his back piggy-back style, making her son reel back and forth for a moment. “Into the mancave, loverboy!”

Alex carried his Mom over to the closet. He started to turn on the light, but she stopped him. 

“No, leave it off.”

“Mom, it’s pitch black in there.”

Monica nibbled on his earlobe. “So what’s wrong with that…you afraid to play in the dark?”

“Fine,” he said, stepping into the closet.

Monica slipped off his back but took his hand and held it as she reached back and closed the door behind them.

“I can’t see a thing now.” Alex said.

Alex’s mom giggled and gave him a wet smacking kiss on the chin. “I know…fun isn’t it?”

She grabbed the waistband to her son’s boxers and slipped them down his legs until they fell to his feet.

“Geez, Mom!”

“You can’t masturbate with boxers on, goofball.” Monica said.

Alex felt his mom twist around and his erection bumped against her ass and slip up under her nightie. As she backed against him, Monica took her son’s other hand and guided both his hands under her gown and onto her soft hips. Alex felt the tiny straps to her G-string.

“Your turn…pull em off,” she whispered.

“Pull what off?” He asked, even though he already knew the answer.

Monica giggled. “My panties silly.”

“Oh,” he muttered, then slipped his thumbs under the straps and pulled them down until he felt them fall to her feet.

Monica quickly pulled off the nightie and stepped out of her panties. She turned towards toward her son and threw her arms around his neck. As her big bobbling breasts melted against his young chest Alex’s breath quivered with excitement.

“Guess what?” Monica said softly.

“What?”

She hugged him tight, mashing her warm tits against him and bringing her lips to his ear. “We’re both completely naked,” she whispered excitedly.

Monica felt her son’s cock twitch and throb against her tummy. “Are you ok with that?” She asked.

“Yeah umm sure.” Alex answered.

“Me too,” she said softly, then pulled him deeper into the darkness, past the silk curtain. “Let’s get to the swing.”

They blindly felt their way to the swing and Alex stumbled onto it and sat down. Monica let out a playful little SCREAM as she fell forward onto him, her big naked tits mashing up against his lean teenaged chest.

“Shit, I hope that wasn’t too loud. This certainly isn’t the time for your father come investigating strange noises again,” she said.

“That’s for sure. I think he’d be a little shocked.” Alex said.

“His naked wife laying all over their masturbating teenaged son…I think so.” Monica giggled.

Monica’s hip slid along Alex’s shaft as she straddled one of his legs. He could feel the heat of her genitals and a neatly trimmed patch of pubic fuzz tickle the top of his leg.

“You better start stroking that thing, sweetheart. It feels like it’s gonna blast off like a rocket ship,” she said with a little giggle.

Alex reached down excitedly and starting yanking on his throbbing pecker.

“Do you need some spit, love?” Monica asked softly.

“No…it’s leaking plenty.” Alex answered.

“Mmm, that means being naked in the dark with mommy is getting someone excited…”

“Good,” she said, laying flat against him and resting her head on his chest, just under his shoulder.

“Put your other arm around me.” Monica whispered.

Alex stretched his free arm around her, feeling the smooth bare skin of his mom’s back. The lewd creamy sounnd of cock-stroking filled the air.

“I noticed that you like to stroke your penis really fast. That must be how you like to make love to a girl huh?” Monica said.

“Y-yeah, well no…I mean I don’t like for it to end quick,” he answered.

Monica giggled. “Well of course you don’t sweetie. Just because you like to make love hard and fast doesn’t mean you’re racing for the finish line. That’s why they call it monkey sex.”

“Monkey sex?”

“Yeah, monkey sex, you know, the kind of sex that leaves clothes all over the place, bed sheets torn, things broken, the nieghbors complaining…and an odd scatch or two.” Monica explained with a little giggle.

“Wow, well I’m not sure I’ve gotten to experience any of that yet.”