"Uh! Uh! Uh!" the teen groaned and rammed his cock to the hilt in the molten, throbbing clit.
Doris felt the scalding gush of his cum as it tilled her cunt and she arched her back and pushed her cunt up against him. Her cunt damped down on his spurting cock and milked the come from it. He lay on her jerking body, shaking and panting, his own body trembling with pleasure.
The two embraced, their gasps for air the only sound for several seconds. Doris stroked the teen's back and ass gently.
Regaining his breath, Mark rolled slowly off her and lay on his back, eyes closed. The waves of pleasure still flowed through his young body. Doris looked at his slim body and his glistening cock and smiled dreamily to herself.
Rising to her elbow, she leaned over him and lapped at his half hard cock, licking it clean, relishing the taste of his cum and her own juices.
"Thanks, Mrs. Turner. That was even better than the other," the teen said.
"Thank you, Mark! And call me Doris."
"Okay. Uh.. have you ever done that with Pete?"
The question hit like a bomb. Doris froze and looked at the teen.
"Why do you ask that?"
"It's just that he has acted different the last couple of days. Like he had just learned a secret or something."
"But he's my son," Doris replied, trying to see what the teen's reaction would be before she admitted the truth.
"Yeah, I guess that makes it different."
"Are you going to tell him that you.. fucked me?"
"Not if you don't want me to," Mark replied.
"Well, I don't want to come between you two. You're good needs."
Mark lay there and thought long on her statement. Finally, he raised up and swung his feet to the floor. He pulled his pajama bottoms on and stood.
"I guess I'd better get back to bed before Pete wakes up," he said, looking down at her naked body.
"Yes, I think you had better. Good night, Mark," she said with a soft smile, reaching out to touch his hand.
"Night, Doris."
He left the room and she lay staring at the ceiling for a long while before dropping off to deep.
CHAPTER SIX
Two days later Doris returned from a shopping trip and entered the kitchen, finding the dishes and clutter of Pete s lunch scattered on the table. On second look, she saw that he had had company. There were two places and clutter from two lunches. She paused to listen. There was the sound of voices coming from the teen's room.
She laid her packages on a chair and walked quietly down the hall toward the door to Pete's room. It stood slightly open. She stopped close to it and listened. Mark's voice reached her ears.
"So what did you do then?"
"I crawled between her legs and fucked her," Pete replied.
Doris caught her breath. Was Pete telling Mark about her? She strained to hear each word.
"Was it good?" Mark asked. "You bet! It was fantastic!"
"How many times have you done it with her?" "Three. Fucking that is. She's sucked me off a couple of times," Pete replied.
"Came on! Tell me who she is!" Mark insisted. Doris let out her breath a little. At least Pete hadn't told the other teen who the woman was. "No way. If I keep it a secret, then it messes it up for me. I won't be able to get any more pussy from her," Pete declined.
"Okay. If that's the way you want it," Mark said.
"Well, anyway, you won't tell me who you've been fucking," Pete added.
Doris perked up again. Mark had told Pete about fucking her. Maybe not her name but about the action, at least. As she listened, her pussy began to twitch. Her panties were getting damp at the crotch. Her nipples were going rigid inside her bra. Heat and lust began to boil up slowly in her belly. She began to formulate a plan. She decided to enlighten both teens as to who the other had been fucking and at the same time, get some good sex out of the revelation.
She went back to the kitchen. Picking up her packages, she opened the back door and closed it loudly.
"Pete! I'm home!" she called.
Walking through the house, she met the two teens in the hall.
"Hi, Mark!" she said, smiling seductively.
"Hi, Do-Mrs. Turner," Mark replied, almost slipping. Pete glanced at his friend curiously.
"I see you've had your lunch," she remarked.
"Yeah," Pete replied. "Mark ate with me. I was just going to clean up the mm."
"Thank you, dear. I'll be in in a minute," she said, turning into her bedroom.
The teens continued into the kitchen. She heard the clatter of dishes and the noise of their clean-up. She dropped her packages on the bed and sighed. A look of cunning crossed her face. She turned to the door and started out of the room and then paused to remove her panties.
The two teens were just finishing their clean-up as she walked into the kitchen. She thought momentarily about her pussy-she liked the feel of the air caressing it and the sexy feeling it gave her.
"About through?" she asked.
"Yeah. All through," Pete replied.
"Tell you what. I'll get us some Cokes and then let's go into the living room and talk. Okay?" She looked from one teen to the other.
"Okay," Pete said with a look and a shrug. "Suits me," Mark echoed.
They sat quietly for a few moments, sipping their Cokes and looking at each other. Doris was sure that just a little of her thigh was exposed to the two teens..
"What have you two been doing this morning?" she asked.
"Just goofing off," Pete replied.
"How is the summer going for you, Mark?"
"Okay. Nothing too special," the teen replied. His eyes were flicking from her legs to her face.
"Oh! Nothing special?" she teased. Her eyes fixed on his and he blushed a little.
"Uh… a couple of things have been special," he corrected.
Doris uncrossed her legs casually and slightly parted her thighs. She watched the faces opposite her. Both sets of eyes dropped quickly to the hem of her dress and then looked back to her face.
"Got any girl friends," Doris asked, looking at Mark.
"No. Most of them are too silly," he replied quietly. His eyes were flicking back to her knees, unable to resist.
She let her knees inch apart teasingly. She saw Pete's eyes widen as he glimpsed the white inner flesh of her thighs. He stared for several seconds then it must have dawned on him that what he could see, Mark could see. Pete glanced at Mark to see where he was looking. Mark was staring at the slowly opening gap between Doris' legs.
Doris felt her cunt-juice begin to seep from between the lips of her hot pussy. Her clit tingled and her cunt pulsed. She looked from her son's crotch to the other teen's crotch. Both had distinct bulges in their laps.
"Of course you know that Pete doesn't have a girl, either," she continued.
"Yeah, he told me," Mark replied, glancing at Pete.
"Both of you are getting to the age when girls are taking on a new meaning, and you will have new ideas about them."
"How?" Pete asked without thinking.
"You will start having sex on your mind," she explained, ignoring Pete's expression.
Both nodded uncomfortably; She let her legs part a little more. Mark started to sip his Coke and almost choked suddenly. Doris knew that the teen had seen her pussy. Pete was sitting very still, his eyes fixed on the hairy slit that pecked from under her dress.
Doris slid down in the chair a little, her dress slipping up her legs as she went. Her pussy burned under their eyes. Her breathing became rapid.
"You both know about sex, I'm sure. At least, Pete does," she said. Her son stiffened. "I had a talk with him. How about you, Mark?"
"Enough," the teen mumbled.
The bulges in their laps had become large and she could see Pete moving a little as his cock throbbed. She let her hand drop into her lap, pushing the dress down, blocking their view of her cunt. Both almost winced.