Mother’s Submission- Chapter 18

Alex slipped on the pair of boxers his aunt had found for him. He sighed as he thought about how the day had gone. Pain still filled his heart as he remembered exactly how it had looked when he walked in and found his mother, his submissive, fucking his dad.

“Why did it hurt so bad”, he wondered to himself as he sat on the bed. It wasn’t like he didn’t fuck other women and he’d honestly thought of letting his mom fuck another guy. But, when he’d walked in and caught them together, it felt like she’d been sneaking around and cheating on him.

And, if he was honest with himself, the fact the she was with his dad, the same man who she had so much history with, made it feel like she would rather go back to the way things were, before she and Alex got together. That was what hurt the most, and made him the most angry, that she would rather be with a man who had cheated on her, than Alex.

However, after a nice, hot shower and an amazing fuck with his aunt, Alex felt that his head was a little more clear. He couldn’t just disappear into the night, but he could take a few days and figure out what he wanted to do next. “I should at least text her though, to let her know what I’ve decided”, he thought and he grabbed his phone.

“I’m staying at aunt Polly’s place. I’ll be back in a few days, once I’ve figured out what I’m going to do next. Please don’t call me. Just let me have some time to think things through”, he texted and immediately a reply came. “Okay, if that’s what you want”, Alicia texted back. “I won’t bother you. Just know that I love you and I’m sorry.”

Alex looked at the message before setting his phone down on the nightstand beside the bed. He fought down tears as he felt his heart breaking. He grabbed the pair of shorts Polly had found and slipped them on before heading toward the kitchen.

As he got close, he could smell garlic. “What smells so good”, he asked, coming up behind Polly. She smiled at him seductively and said, “Spaghetti. I was already going to fix it for dinner, now I’m just stretching it out for two people.” “What’s wrong”, she asked when she saw his face. “Nothing, I’m fine”, he said, turning away. “What should we drink with dinner”, he asked as he opened the fridge.

“There should be a bottle of wine in there”, Polly said and Alex quickly found it. He grabbed two glasses from the cupboard and filled them, just as Polly dished up the food. As they sat down and started eating, Alex smiled. “This is delicious. Mom always said you were an amazing cook”, he said, but with the thought of his mother came pain.

Polly reached over and placed her hand on top of her nephew’s hand. “It’s alright to show that you’re in pain. You’re hurting right now and you don’t have to hide it, not around me”, she said sweetly. “Thanks”, Alex said and resumed eating, although he kept quiet.

After they finished, Polly cleared the dishes and put them in the sink. Then she turned to her nephew, her eyes alight with hunger. “Did the food help any”, she asked, biting her bottom lip. “It did”, Alex said and Polly smiled. “Good, because I’m ready for dessert”, she said and got on her knees, crawling under the table.

“What’s for dessert”, Alex asked, his dick stiffening in anticipation, helping him to forget his pain. “Something hard and cream filled”, Polly said as she pulled down his shorts and boxers.

She ran her tongue over his balls as she started stroking his growing shaft. She could feel it getting harder, bigger, in her hands and it felt amazing. Then she got an idea. She took his dick in her mouth and ran her tongue over his growing cock. Sure enough, the feeling of his dick hardening in her mouth, from her efforts, was exhilarating. The feeling of power she had to make him excited gave her a head rush and she started sliding her head up and down his cock.

Soon she could feel his dickhead hitting her throat and she once again relaxed herself, allowing his large member to slide down her throat. Alex moaned loudly as his aunt’s mouth brought him immeasurable pleasure. He groaned as her throat vibrated on his dick each time she took him to the base.

And, to top it off, she would pull off periodically and run her tongue over his balls while she stroked his rigid shaft. “Get up and bend over the table”, Alex said firmly. “I’m going to pump that tight little cunt full of my seed.” Polly happily obeyed, crawling out from under the table and then bending over it, spreading her legs as she did so.

Her sopping wet cunt invited Alex in, her juices running down her thighs enticingly. He rubbed his large dick up and down her slit before sliding inside her. Polly cried out as her nephew’s cock filled her pussy, stretching it farther than she thought was possible.

As he started pounding her cunt, Polly moaned loudly, her large tits rubbing against the cool wood of the kitchen table. With each thrust, Polly could feel Alex’s full balls bang against her clit, sending her into a cloud of ecstasy.

Alex groaned as his aunt’s tight pussy squeezed his dick like a vise, her cunt muscles contracting and then relaxing, as if it were trying to massage the cum out of his cock. He reached forward and grabbed her hair, yanking her head back ans causing her to cry out in pain and ecstasy.

Polly’s moans sped up as she felt an orgasm explode from her pussy, the feeling of having her hair pulled pushing her over the edge of bliss. Alex thrust deep inside his aunt as hard as he could and then grunted as he exploded, cum erupting from his dick and painting his aunt’s womb.

She moaned as she felt his cum pulsing inside her, filling her innermost sanctum. She couldn’t believe how good it felt to have her pussy filled to overflowing with her nephew’s seed. Then, when he pulled out, she could feel the mixture of their juices running down her leg and she nearly orgasmed again.

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Alicia Morgan lay in her bed, feeling the pain of her decisions. She touched the pillow that Alex normally slept on, missing him intensely. She pulled the pillow to herself and could smell his cologne on it. She inhaled deeply, feeling her heart breaking again at the pain of missing him.

“What if he never comes back”, she whispered into the darkness of her room. He’d opened up a wonderful new world for her and she didn’t want to go back to the way it was before. But she knew that she couldn’t force him to come back, to forgive her. She just had to hope that the love they shared was enough to give them a chance.

To be continued…