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This story is a sequel to my 'Minding Matty' story published in the Gay Adult/Youth category.
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Life Gets Better (Chapter 2)
By Peter King
After our night together, I was worried that our working relationship would change. But Clare came into work on Thursday morning and seemed exactly the same as she'd ever been. We discussed her assignments, worked out how to deal with some client problems and got on with our projects.
She departed at 5pm with a friendly 'see you tomorrow' as if Wednesday night had never happened.
Friday afternoon, Clare said 'How about you come over tomorrow for lunch? I know Matty would like to see you".
I wondered to myself how that would go but agreed.
Saturday at one, I knocked on the door and Clare opened it. She was dressed in a loose summer dress and looked great. Matty was sitting at the table in the kitchen and beamed a welcoming smile towards me.
"Hi Matty" I said "How are things going?"
"Much better" he replied "the doctor says he can take the plaster off my arm next week and the shoulder cast soon after that".
"Great" I responded "so you'll be able to help with the chores".
"Hah, hah, hah' was his unenthusiastic reply to that comment.
We had lunch and chatted about life, the universe and everything. Then we watched an old film on TV and a very pleasant afternoon passed by.
I said I thought I probably ought to head for home but both Clare and Matty exclaimed that I should stay for dinner. So I did. I helped lay the table while Clare prepared the food and then we spent a convivial hour eating it.
I started to help Clare clear the table but she suggested that as I was there and it was getting close to Matty's bed time and as I had done this in the past, I could help Matty get ready for bed. Matty enthusiastically agreed.
I looked at Clare's face to see if there was a message in her expression but she looked completely normal. I thought to myself: I would enjoy it, Matty would enjoy it, and later, watching the recording, so would Clare. I couldn't see a downside and so I agreed.
Matty and I went upstairs into his room. I resisted looking around to see if I could spot the camera. I undressed Matty and we walked into the bathroom together. I shut the door and we exchanged smiles.
"So what do you fancy doing?" I asked.
He looked down at his cock, erect as usual.
"That needs some attention." he said "Would you suck it for me?"
I started to kneel in front of him but he said "You get naked too".
I stripped, putting my clothes on the bathroom stool. I was very conscious that everything we did would be watched, and enjoyed, by Matty's mother.
I knelt before Matty and took his cock between my lips. My hands held and stroked his bum and I pulled him towards and then away from me so that his cock slid in and out of my mouth. Matty soon came, his body tensioning and then thrusting himself forward as his cum shot down my throat.
I was rock hard at this point. I released Matty and stood up. He looked up at my face, then down at my cock and he lowered himself onto his knees. He licked the tip of my cock, then sucked it into his mouth, his warm, wet lips enveloping me completely. I held his head gently in my hands as I pushed my pelvis forwards and backwards, fucking Matty's fourteen year old mouth. I couldn't hold it for long and I grunted as I came.
He made a show of rolling my cum around in his mouth before swallowing it.
I helped him wash and get ready for bed and then, with a kiss on the forehead, I wished him good night. His mother came upstairs to do likewise and then we went back down to the living room.
I sat on the sofa and Clare walked over and stood in front of me. She then lowered herself onto her knees and proceeded to undo my belt, unzip me and then she gestured that I should raise my bum and she pulled down my trousers and boxers in one swift move. Her hand grasped my cock and started to play with it. She was watching my face all the time she was doing this and I showed no resistance.
Then she lowered her head and took my cock into her mouth.
If you've never had your cock sucked by a son and mother on the same day, then I can only tell you that it's a mind-blowing experience. I quickly became fully erect. Clare's hand cupped my balls and gently massaged them as her lips and tongue worked their magic on my cock. I was close to cumming when she raised her head, my cock sliding out from her lips. She grasped my cock in her hand and pulled upwards. I stood in response.
She released me and, with a practised move, pulled her dress over her head and off. She was naked underneath. I kicked off my shoes and trousers and undid my shirt, dropping all the clothes on the floor.
Clare came over to me and stood with her back to me, leaning onto me and pressing her body against mine. I wrapped my hands round her and hugged her.
Her bum was pressing against my erection and I moved one hand down to feel and play with her cunt. With my finger I felt for and the gently rubbed her clit, feeling it swell in response. My other hand stroked her breasts and played with her nipples.
Her breathing grew harder as she became more aroused, as did I.
She reached down with one hand, between her legs and felt for my cock, pulling it down and then, bending down over the sofa, she positioned its head between the lips of her vulva. She was wet and my cock slipped inside her with little resistance.
I fucked her and she moaned quietly as I thrust in and out of her body. Then, with a muted squeal, she came and so did I. My cum spurted into her cunt and then I leaned forward so that my body lay on hers.
We rested there for a few minutes as we came down from our erotic high, our breathing slowed, our hearts pumped less furiously.
Clare went into the downstairs bathroom and came out with a flannel with which she washed my cock clean of our juices. Then she went back in and I could hear the sounds of her washing herself.
When she emerged, we both dressed and then I wished Clare goodnight. We kissed at the door and I headed for home.
Work dominated for the next couple of weeks. We were busy with our projects and clients, working all hours and weekends so we couldn't meet outside the office for a while.
We got through the peak period and work pressures eased. One Friday, Clare asked if I was free the following day. She told me that Matty's casts had been removed and that he was going to have a friend for a sleep-over and she wondered if I'd like to join them for the evening meal.
I turned up at 6pm and we chatted for a while before sitting down to dinner. Matty was almost fully active again with his casts removed. Some movements still caused him pain -- his muscles had seized up under the plaster but the doctor had told him that this was normal and would ease over time.
Came Matty's bed time and he and Dean, his friend, disappeared upstairs to wash and get ready for bed. We could hear some muted whispers from the bathroom and occasional laughter. Then we heard Matty's door close and all became quiet.
Clare put a finger to her lips and walked out of the room, returning shortly thereafter carrying a tablet computer. She switched it on, selected a program and sat down next to me holding the tablet so we could both watch the screen.
It showed Matty's room. The two boys were sitting on Matty's bed wearing their pyjamas. They were talking but evidently the camera didn't have a microphone and there was no sound. We could see them looking at each other, then down at their laps, then Matty's friend stood up, pulled off his top and then dropped his pyjama bottoms so that he stood naked in front of Matty. We could see that his cock was erect.
Then Matty stood up and also stripped naked. That made for two erect teenage cocks! They were a well matched pair: smooth, boyish bodies, cocks about 4" long, their ball sacks tight against their bodies.
Matty reached over and grasped Dean's cock, stroking it. Dean leaned over and lowered his head towards Matty's cock and took it into his mouth.
As we were watching this on the screen, Clare placed her hand on my lap so she could feel my cock as it rose and hardened. I placed my hand over her mound and gently massaged it through her dress.
On the screen, we could see the boys talking again. Dean had released Matty's cock and stood up. Matty went over to his bed and got onto it on hands and knees. We could see Dean get on to the bed behind Matty and start to finger and play with Matty's hole. Matty looked back and signalled Dean to stop. Then he leaned over to his bedside table, opened the drawer and took something out, passing it to Dean.
It must have been a bottle or tube of lube. Dean applied some to Matty's bum with his hand and then continued to play with his hole. We could see that he was sliding first one and then two fingers inside Matty, loosening him, preparing him. Dean positioned himself on his knees closer to Matty and then he placed the tip of his cock at Matty's rosebud and slowly slid in.
For a few moments they didn't move. Dean was fully inside Matty and the two boys stayed still, presumably just enjoying the sensation. We saw Matty turn his face towards Dean and say something. Dean started to slide in and out, fucking Matty who responded by pushing his bum back and forth. Slower at first and then faster. After a short time, we saw Dean's buttocks clench and then both boys stopped moving, Dean's hands on the sides of Matty's buttocks, his upper body erect and stiff, mirroring his cock inside Matty's body.
After a minute or so, Matty collapsed forward onto his bed, Dean's cock sliding out of his bum. Matty rolled over and we could see his hard cock pointing up towards the ceiling. Dean moved forward and lowered his head, taking Matty into his mouth.
Dean's head rose and fell as he sucked Matty's cock and it didn't take long before Matty's body stiffened and he shot his cum into his friend's mouth. Matty reached under his pillow and pulled out a cloth which he passed to Dean who spat out his mouthful.
Both boys lay naked on the bed for a while, chatting before pulling on their pyjamas and getting under the covers, Dean on a pull-out bed beside Matty's.
While we'd been watching the boys having their fun on screen, Clare and I had become very aroused. I was rock hard inside my trousers and Clare's juices had soaked through her dress under my hand.
She looked at me and whispered "I want you to take me in the arse".
We lost no time shedding our clothes and Clare disappeared again, returning almost immediately with a tube of lube. I bent her over the sofa so her bum was towards me and I could see her rosebud just above the mounds of her cunt. I lowered my head towards her and caught a clean but musky smell. I leaned closer and extended my tongue, licking her hole. I explored her further, pushing the tip of my tongue into her arsehole and rimming her, enjoying the slightly sour taste and the knowledge of the ecstacy that it would be giving Clare. Then I reached for the lube and applied it generously. I gently worked my forefinger inside her, slowly pushing through the strong ring of muscle, feeling her relax as I wiggled and twisted my finger. I played with her for a couple of minutes, waiting until I thought she was ready and then I added another finger. After a couple of minutes more I pushed a third finger inside her and stretched her hole in readiness for my cock.
While I was playing with her bum, Clare was emitting quiet squeals and grunts of delight. I had one hand fully engaged with her hole but my other hand stroked her back, her buttocks and reached between her legs and stroked her vulva, playing with her clit.
I withdrew my fingers, applied some additional lube to my cock and positioned it at her dilated hole. I slid inside her, feeling little resistance as my cock reached deep into her arse. I fucked her slowly, withdrawing almost fully before plunging back in, my pubic area slapping and pressing against her buttocks.
We carried on for five minutes and then I withdrew fully and stepped back. Clare got up off the sofa and lay on her back on the carpet. I got down on my knees, one either side of her body, my bum resting on her thighs. My hand grasped my cock and I started jerking off. Clare lay there, watching me. She reached with her hand and felt my balls, tight against my body, stroking them as I brought myself to climax. My cum erupted over Clare's stomach and breasts, a few drops hitting her mouth. She extended her tongue and licked her lips and chin clean.
Clare's hand abandoned my balls and started to play with her cunt, She stroked and lightly pinched her clit and then her other hand joined the action and I could see her fingers sliding inside her as she masturbated. She must have been right on the edge as it took no more than 30 seconds before her whole body went rigid and she clamped her legs tightly together and emitted a continuous strangled scream as she came.
I collapsed on top of her and we lay there for a while, wet and sticky from my cum on her body.
After a few minutes, Clare suggested that we go have a shower together. I was game so we walked up to her room and went into her en-suite which had a large walk-in shower. She turned on the water and checked it was the right temperature. Then she beckoned me to go under the water first and she followed me. I just stood there, letting the warm water run over me. I turned round a couple of times extending my arms over my head to ensure every bit of me was wet. Clare turned off the water and squirted some shower gel into her hands. She told me to face away from her and to raise my arms and to lean with them against the shower wall. She started to soap me, first my shoulders and neck, then down my back, my buttocks, she pushed my feet apart and slid her fingers into my crack to wash and stroke and play with my arse hole. Then down my legs.
She told me to turn round. Again she started at my shoulders, running her soapy hands over my chest, down my stomach, carefully skirting round my cock and balls and continuing down my legs. She was now kneeling in front of me and the sensation of her hands running all over my body had given me yet another erection. She kissed the tip of it and took the head into her mouth, then leaning forward she took the rest of my cock deep in her mouth and started to suck me off. One of her hands grasped the base of my cock, the other massaged, stroked and gently squeezed my balls. My breathing got deeper and I erupted in her mouth.
After swallowing my load, Clare got to her feet, turned the water back on and I rinsed off the soap. Then we swapped places and Clare stood under the water while I put the gel onto my hands. I turned off the water and Clare adopted the same position I had. I also started at her shoulders, running my hands over her skin, down her back to her buttocks. I stroked and squeezed them, sensing that she loved this feeling. Her sighs and other sounds of pleasure encouraged me. I pushed my fingers between her butt cheeks and felt her hole again. Then I slid forward until I could cup her vulva in my hand, gently rubbing it and feeling her clit grow as my fingers touched it.
I carried on down her legs and then told her to turn round. I got a fresh lot of shower gel and started to soap her shoulders, then running my hands down to her breasts, dwelling on her nipples, lightly pinching them, then massaging her breasts some more. The expression on her face told me that this was a great turn-on for her, so I continued for a couple of minutes before working my way down over her taut stomach and then down the front of her thighs, to her knees and her lower legs. My face was now level with her cunt and she lifted one leg and exposed it fully to my view. I could see that the lips of her vulva were engorged and her clit was protuding from its protective folds of skin. I leaned in and licked her clit. She lowered her hands and clenched my head, pulling it towards her so that my mouth was tight to her vulva. I played with her clit with my tongue and lips and she squealed with delight, clearly making an effort to keep the sound down -- we didn't want to disturb Matty.
I pushed my tongue inside her vagina as far as I could and I tasted her juices. Her body stiffened as she came, her hands pressing my face against her and my tongue even deeper.
She slowly came down from the sexual high and released my head. I stood up, turned the water back on and we both washed the remaining soap off our bodies. I dried Clare with a towel, rubbing her body, touching again all the delicate places but, this time, with the towel between my hands and her flesh. She then did the same to me.
I got dressed, kissed her on the lips and went home.