With that, she drew back and sat down in her chair, leaving Elliott thoroughly befuddled, and with his stiffening cock pressing against his jeans.
“Would you be a dear and dish the food up, sweetie? I’m still pretty sore.” His mother nodded towards her midsection as she tenderly rubbed her stomach.
“Sure, Mom.” Elliott rose from his seat and did as his mother asked. He spooned the stew into a couple of bowls and brought them to the table. “Would you like something to drink?”
“A glass of milk would be nice. My throat’s still a little raw too,” his mother replied, her brightly-painted fingernails tracing along the smooth skin of her neck.
“I’ll bet it is,” Elliott thought to himself, wondering how many times the three boys had stuck their huge pricks deep into her mouth. Without saying anything, he simply nodded and poured each of them a glass of milk, which his mother scooped up right away and took a big gulp. Elliott watched intently as the cool white liquid shimmered as it moved from the glass into her mouth, and as he watched the muscles in her neck rhythmically contract, her felt his dick surge as he pictured her gulping their big loads of cum.
“This really hits the spot. It tastes so good,” his mother said after eating a few spoonfuls of the stew.
Elliott looked into his own bowl of the chicken stew, noticing for the first time how much the creamy sauce looked like spunk. It reminded him of the massive amount of ball-juice that his mother had pumped out of his three bullies onto this very table the night before. The cum that she’d eagerly licked up while playing with herself. And then he thought about all the milky baby batter the boys had shot both into her and on her today. Some of which he’d had to clean up. He smiled inwardly at his mother’s comment and wondered how much cum both of them had swallowed that day.
“So, do you think you’re going to be ready to start the tutoring lessons for the boys tomorrow?” his mother asked between mouthfuls.
Elliott shrugged his shoulders. “I guess so. I looked at a few things to maybe go over with them when you guys were… uh…” He didn’t finish what he was saying. He simply flicked his eyes up towards her bedroom.
“That’s good. Elliott, I think it’s best if we continue to do as they ask, at least for now. I have the feeling that as long as they’re happy, they won’t hurt you in any way. So, if you could try your best at tutoring them, I’ll keep trying to make them happy too.”
Elliott nodded slowly. He knew this was a game they were all playing at this point, and his mother was keeping up this ruse of doing it all for him in order to justify her behavior. To who, he wasn’t sure-to herself, he guessed. But it was obvious she’d enjoyed getting fucked and used by the three boys. He could see it by the dreamy look she had in her eyes. That look was there even now, even after they’d fucked her to the point he would have thought she’d have been torn in two. No, she had loved it all right. “Thanks, Mom. I think you’re right. I promise I’ll do what I can to help them with school,” he simply replied.
“That’s good, baby. And I promise to do whatever I can to help you too.”
Elliott knew from the look on his mother’s face that nobody was gonna have to twist her arm when it came to offering that help. No sir. Not only had he been witness to how she’d reacted to everything that had happened to her today, but he kept remembering that hungry look of pure rapture on her face when she’d licked up all that cum off this very table last night. With the situation as illicitly weird as it had quickly become, he decided to say something, if only to clear the air. “Mom, I uh… I saw what happened here last night.” He accompanied his words by nodding towards the table as his mother looked over at him. He could tell by the expression on his mother’s face that she knew he wasn’t just talking about the suggestive conversation that had occurred over pizza and ice cream.
“What… what did you see?” she asked hesitantly.
Elliott nodded. “I was kind of hidden in the shadows at the top of the stairs. I saw, and heard, everything.”
He saw his mother flush, realizing he’d seen her slurp up every drop of jizz she’d pumped out of the boys. “How… how did you feel about what you saw?”
“At first I was angry by what they were saying and what they wanted you to do.” Elliott paused, and then shrugged his shoulders. He decided to say something that would feed into the ruse she was already playing along to, even though he knew she’d already stepped over ‘to the dark side’. And he wasn’t just thinking of Jamal-he was thinking of all three of those big cocks, and how much she seemed to crave them already. “And then, when Jamal gestured towards my room, and I realized you were doing it to protect me, I couldn’t believe how much I loved you in that moment, and how much you must love me to do something like that.”
“Thank you for saying that, sweetheart. You mean everything to me.”
Elliott could see that his mother had gotten all misty-eyed, just as he’d hoped. “It looks like your plan to have them stop bullying me is working out. And since you’re willing to do so much for me, Mom, I’ll do anything I can for you too. Anything.”
She looked at him with a gentle smile on her face, and Elliott saw the look of happiness in her teary eyes. “I think you’re right, Elliott. They don’t seem interested in antagonizing you when they’re busy. I’m so glad to see a smile on your face for a change. If I have to continue to be nice to those boys for you to be happy, I’ll keep doing that.”
“Thanks, Mom. And if you need me to ever do anything for you, just ask.”
A broad smile came over his mother’s face. “If things continue like they did today, I’m sure Mommy’s gonna be sore a fair bit from now on. When you’re as sensitive in those areas as I am, it’s gonna take a while for me to get used to those big co-er, those large members of theirs.”
Elliott had to smile in return as his mother stumbled over her words. His mother pushed her finished bowl forward and sat back slightly in her chair, the movement causing the front of her robe to gape open, giving him a teasing view of the swells of her big creamy tits. Looking at those curvy orbs and having listened to her last few words sparked a question in his mind. He decided to be bold and came right out with it. “Mom, you mentioned being sensitive-you know-down there.” Elliott paused as he nodded toward her lap. “Are you really that sensitive on your boobs as well? I noticed what happened outside after lunch when Gunner… when he… you know. And then when I was washing your… your boobs upstairs before.” Even after all they’d been through over the last day, Elliott still couldn’t bring himself to speak crudely, but they both knew he was referring to the time when Gunner sprayed his load all over his mother’s tits and then made her lick it off-an act which resulted in a shattering orgasm for her.
Elliott saw the knowing smile come over his mother’s face as she took in what he was saying. She slowly nodded. “My boobs are very sensitive, sweetheart. It’s always been that way, ever since I was a young girl.”
“Wow, that must be nice for you.” He couldn’t help it as his eyes focussed on her sumptuous chest. She hadn’t made any move to close her loosened robe, and he felt his mouth watering as he looked into her deep line of cleavage.
Tanya saw exactly where her son was looking. She thought about how wonderful that sweet mouth of hers had felt on her body, and as he gazed hungrily at her chest, she felt her nipples start to tingle. She’d planned on putting that talented mouth to work upstairs after they’d finished eating, but she figured there’d be no harm in starting that lesson she’d promised him down here. “Yes, it’s very nice actually. Would you like to see?” She turned slightly in her chair until she was facing Elliott directly, and then fully undid the sash on her robe. She sat forward, the sides of the robe parting as her enormous breasts filled the opening. A naughty smile came over her face as she watched Elliott’s eyes open wide, his face flushing. She pushed the sides of the robe further open, her hands sliding up her body until she was cupping her breasts. “C’mere, baby. Why don’t you get down on your knees here and see for yourself how sensitive they are?” Tanya accompanied her request by slowly spreading her thighs, the robe sliding to each side as she exposed her creamy inner thighs and shaven pussy.
With his mind numbed by the rush of blood flowing to his stiffening dick, Elliott compliantly slid off his chair and crawled between his mother’s parted legs. Her scent filled his head erotically. He could smell her lavender bath fragrance along with the pure womanly essence emanating from between her legs. He quickly glanced down, noticing the lips of the pussy he was already in love with were glistening wetly. He raised his eyes. He was inches away from those mouth-watering tits, and his mind was overwhelmed by both the size and the beauty of them. They were perfect.
“Why don’t you start by kissing this one?” his mother asked. Her hands cupped her left breast and lifted it forwards, the rubbery nipple an inch or two away from his mouth. Almost trembling with anticipation, Elliott leaned forward and opened his mouth as his lips slipped over the warm nipple. His mouth was full of saliva, and he pushed a sizable wad to the front, bathing the stiffening bud with his warm spit. He rolled his tongue all around it as it came alive in his mouth, growing and hardening.
“Mmm, that’s nice,” his mother said softly. “Just lick it nice and slow like that. The boys were a little rough, so my boobs are a bit tender.”
Elliott did as she asked, softly worshipping the warm nipple inside his mouth. His lips were pressed against the soft pebbly skin of her areola as he gently sucked. He opened his mouth wider and laved the flat of his tongue over more of her flesh, causing her to purr.