The Sex Talk Chapters 6 [MF] [inc] [cheat]

*I’ve written this story through chapter 9. All chapters are available on my subscribestar website. You can find the link in my Reddit profile if you’re interested. If you prefer to wait, I’ll post about a chapter a month here. All characters in sexual situations are 18 or older. Thanks for reading!*

*Previous Chapters:*

[Chapters 1 and 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/f1sso4/the_sex_talk_chapters_1_and_2_mf_inc_cheat/)

[Chapter 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/f1su4x/the_sex_talk_chapter_3_mf_inc_cheat/)

[Chapters 4 and 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gormh0/the_sex_talk_chapters_4_and_5_mf_inc_cheat/)

“Davey?” Naomi’s small hand trembled as she knocked on David’s door. Her husband had left for work only minutes before and she’d rushed up to David’s room. It was supposed to be the day that David would finally give her the full sex talk. He was going to put it in her. Naomi hadn’t ever been this excited. Not even on her wedding day.

“Come in, Mom.” David yawned and turned his head on the pillow.

Naomi opened the door and walked in. She smoothed out her dress and frowned when she saw he was still in bed. “Oh, I didn’t mean to wake you.” She stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. She didn’t know what to do with her hands, so she fiddled with her wedding ring. How odd that she should feel so out of place in this room where she’d mothered her eighteen-year-old son for all those years. This was a familiar safe space, she reminded herself.

“It’s cool.” David smiled up at her. He didn’t make any effort to get out of bed. He knew his morning wood was pitching a tent under his blanket. “You couldn’t wait, could you?”

“Well … I …” Naomi had trouble making eye contact with her son, she looked around the room. David had left clothes strewn about and there was an empty soda can on his desk. Even though he was so manly and had recently shown her so many new things, he was still just a teenage boy. “I wanted to go over some rules, okay?”

“Sure.” David raised his eyebrows. She’d always been a bit lax with rules. He wasn’t worried.

“First, we’re only doing this so you can show me how to please your father.” Naomi folded her arms over her large chest and looked into her son’s eyes. Confidence returned to her as she took up her more familiar in-charge role. “So, we’re only going to do it one time.”

“That’s fine.” David reached under the blanket and jacked his dick with both hands. It was obvious what he was doing, but he didn’t much care if he distracted her.

“Second …” Naomi’s eyes flitted between her son’s handsome face and the bouncing blanket above his lap. “We’re going to use a condom. You have a condom, right?” Naomi remembered how she had tried and failed to fit her husband’s condoms on David’s big thing all those weeks ago. She hoped he had one that would fit.

“I have condoms.” David’s gaze fell down to his mom’s lovely boobs hiding behind her conservative dress.

“Good. And three, even with a condom, you can’t have … you know … an orgasm inside … me.” Naomi tried to sound like an authority, but her voice squeaked a little as she said those dirty words.

“Fine, Mom.” David gave her an exasperated look. “I’ll follow your rules. Now get undressed.”

Naomi didn’t care for his demanding tone, but she quickly took off her clothes and neatly put them on his desk.

“Your panties and bra, too. We’re having sex.” David watched her turn away from him and wiggle her panties down her legs. She then stood up straight and reached behind her and unfastened her bra. He could tell from the speed she’d disrobed that she couldn’t wait to get his dick up inside her. Her nervous anticipation was so sexy. “Good, the condoms are in my sock drawer. Grab one.”

With one hand covering her boobs, Naomi went to the drawer and retrieved a foil-wrapped condom. Her knees felt week, and her stomach seemed like it wanted to leap out of her throat. She turned toward him.

“Drop your arm, Mom. I wanna see your tits.” David pulled the blanket off him so she could see him stroking his dick.

“Oh, Davey.” Naomi understood his need. She wished he wouldn’t use such language, but boys will be boys after all. She removed her arm and let her breasts dangle free. The hungry look in David’s eyes sent a shiver down her spine. “So, I … um … just put the condom on?” She walked carefully over to the bed, aware that each step caused her boobs to wobble and shake.

“We have to have some foreplay first.” David took his hands off his dick and pulled her on top of him. He grabbed her roughly and moved her so that she sat astride his hard abdominal muscles. He ran his hands up and down her sides, feeling the undulations of her motherly body.

“Your father doesn’t really like foreplay.” Naomi let herself be moved about. She was putty in David’s hands. “Once he’s ready, he just sticks it in. And … you seem … ready.” She shuddered as David leaned up and feasted on her breasts. He licked and sucked, starting with the undersides and then working each nipple carefully.

After a while, David leaned away from her boobs and looked up at her. His mom was breathing hard, and her eyes were unfocused. Her hips were already making little circles, rubbing her wet pussy on his stomach. “I’m not Dad. Foreplay is important.”

“Okay,” Naomi said dumbly. She clutched the condom packet in her hand tightly and let him treat her body like an amusement park.

After a good long while, he flipped her over onto her back and loomed over her. He scooted his hips up toward her face and let his penis hang, cantilevered out over her breasts.

“You want me to put it in my mouth?” Naomi had never seen anything so alluring as his dick hovering above her boobs.

“Nah, we’ve had enough foreplay.” He shook his hips and watched his mom’s brown eyes follow his swaying dick. “You can put on the condom now.”

“Okay.” Naomi ripped open the foil packet, pinched the top, and rolled the condom slowly over David’s meaty head. She had done this for her husband many times, but with David’s size it was like doing a familiar act in a bizarro world. The condom stretched and just barely made it down his penis. “There.”

“Spread your legs wider. It’s going to take some work to get this in.” David scooted down between her legs and rested his dick on her belly. With his heavy balls resting on her pussy, the head extended up well past her belly button. “See? It’s got a long way to go.”

Naomi put her hands behind her knees and opened her legs as wide as they could go. She looked down at her stomach and nearly fainted when she saw how far inside her the penis would go. “Maybe … we shouldn’t … uuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhh.” But it was too late, David had shifted his hips lower and pushed the head inside her. “Slow … slow … slowwwwww.” Naomi moved her hands to his six-pack and pushed with her fingers to keep him from plunging it in.

“Yeah, sure.” David let the head rest just inside her pussy, giving her time to adjust. He could feel her squeezing against him. God, she was tight. Well, not for long. David chuckled to himself, but his mom didn’t notice. She was too busy looking down at the long pole protruding from her pussy with wide eyes. “We’ll go at your pace. Whatever you need, Mom.”

“Ooooohhhhhhhhh.” Naomi couldn’t form words. It hurt and it felt exquisite. Her fingertips released their pressure on his stomach a little and the great, long thing slid in half an inch. “I … I … don’t think … I’ll ever be … able to take … all of it.”

“Don’t worry, Mom.” Each time David slid a little in, he gave her several minutes to get used to him. “Unless I hit your cervix, you’ll adjust. You have a deep cervix?”

“I … I …” Naomi looked up at her strong, muscled man. When had he become a man exactly? She wasn’t sure. Her brown hair fell over one eye and partially obscured her vision. “I don’t … know about my cervix.”

David laughed. “Of course you don’t. Dad’s too small.”

“Yes,” Naomi squeaked. She bit her bottom lip and looked back at the leviathan worming its way past her entrance. The veiny thing was more than halfway in. “What does … the cervix … feel like?”

“It hurts, Mom.” David reached up and grabbed both tits and squeezed. “If I hit a cervix, I usually just drop the woman. No point if her pussy’s too small.”

“Oh.” Naomi hoped she had a deep cervix. She watched in silence over the next several minutes as more and more of the penis inched into her. She remembered what it looked like on top of her belly and tried to imagine where it was inside her. It was probably pushing around her organs. Eventually, his balls rested on her butt. “I … did it.” She looked up from her vagina into her son’s bright eyes.

“Nice, Mom. Does it hurt?” David couldn’t get enough of the proud, tortured expression on her face. It was the perfect perversion of that motherly expression she’d had whenever he’d succeeded at something. She was minutes away from being completely his. His stupid dad had lost her without even knowing it was happening.

“It doesn’t … ohhhhh … hurt that … much.” Naomi’s hands went back behind her knees and she held herself open for her son as his hips jerked back and forth. At first, it was just short little strokes, and Naomi thought that’s what sex was going to be like with him. But then the strokes lengthened out, and a revolution of feeling took over her vagina. She grimaced as she braced for each slow plunge. It hurt less and less and pleasure took over. “I guess … I can … take it all.”

“You’re as good as a virgin, Mom.” David patiently explained this part of the sex talk. “One thing I’ve learned as I’ve broken in women is that the first step is always to resize her pussy.”

“Ooooohhhhhhh?” Naomi braced for another impact. She was so totally at his mercy. Thank goodness he was gentle with her.

“But once we pop your big cock cherry, then the real fun can begin.” He kept his hips slow and steady.

“It … gets … better?”

David laughed again. She was so green. “So good you’ll want it again and again.”

“Rules … Davey.” Naomi scrunched up her face. Was he going faster? “One … time … thing.”

“Whatever, Mom.” David could feel her pussy loosen around him. She was still gripping him, but not quite like a vice. He sped up his rhythm. “Welcome to real sex. You’re never gonna be the same, Mom.”

“But … this is for … your father.” Naomi knew that was no longer true. This was for her and for David. No one else could intrude on this magic.

Ten minutes later, she looked up at her sweaty son. His muscles flexed with each stroke. She realized he was now pummeling her vagina with his thing. She had adjusted.

“Mom … I’m going to … fucking … cum.” David watched her breasts flail and her pretty, twisted face contort further. She was going to let him dump it in the condom while inside. Perfect.

“Okay,” Naomi squeaked between clenched teeth. It was the most beautiful sight watching the happiness spread over David’s face as he found his release. She completely forgot her rule about not doing it inside. She didn’t even mind his crude language. She felt him shake and she reached up, grabbed his back, and pulled him down onto her chest.

“Ugh … ugh … yeah … ugh …” David emptied himself, and then let his weight transfer to her breasts. He leaned his mouth to hers and they kissed deeply. After a while, he broke the kiss and pulled out of her. The condom head was bloated with cum. He crawled up next to her. “Look … Mom.”

“Wow … you always make … so much.” She watched him take off the condom and toss it on the sheets. She’d have to clean that up later. He leaned next to her and she tenderly put her left hand on his penis. The hot flesh pressed against the cold platinum on her wedding ring.

“You didn’t cum.” David put his cheek on her sweaty breast and let her fondle his still hard cock.

“I don’t ever orgasm during sex, sweetie.” Naomi’s right hand went up to his hair and gently stroked his messy bedhead. “I think I’m just built that way.”

“Nah. We’ll fix that.”

“That was the only time, Davey. Remember the rules.” Naomi was so sure.

But not ten minutes later, she rushed back to the sock drawer and retrieved another condom. Seconds after that, she was on her back with her legs spread again. David’s penis slipped right in the second time.

David pounded her all morning. Finally, he could tell she was getting close. Her thighs trembled and her pupils dilated. On the sheet around them there were two more spent condoms. “You like … that spot … right there?” David jabbed her deep with his dick. He’d found one of her pleasure centers.

“Aaaaahhhhhhhhhh.” Naomi had almost no control of her body. Her hands scratched and fumbled on David’s hard chest. She didn’t know whether to push him away or pull him in. “Yeeesssssss. I ddooooooo.”

“You’re just like all the other sluts in this neighborhood.” David pounded away at her. He knew she was ready to cum. He just had to push her over the edge. “Tell me you’re just another slut. Beg for it.”

“Yes … Davey … treat me like … one of … ugh … your sluts.” Naomi was practically beside herself. “Please … dig me … out. Do it … harder.” Those words sent her over the edge. “Zzzzzpppppphhhhhhh.” Her body seized up and her mind faded to just one little pinpoint of pleasure, which then exploded out like the big bang. “Aaaaaaahhhhhhhh.”

David pounded her harder. This was just perfect. He could see nothing but the whites of her eyes. She looked like she was having a stroke. There was no going back for her. Once a woman had experienced a real orgasm, they were hooked. And he was her new dealer. He let her calm down some, but never stopped pounding her. “I own this pussy now.”

“Ooohhhhhh.” His words penetrated her haze of pleasure. It was true, but she didn’t want to let him know he was right.

“Dad’s … lost … you. You’re … mine,” David said between savage strokes. “Tell … me.”

“Nnnnnnhhhhhh.” Naomi shook her head.

“Tell … me.”

It was too much. “I’m … yours … Davey. Not … your … father’s.” The humiliation stoked another wave of pleasure. Oh, God. She was going to orgasm again.

“Aaaahhhhhhhh.” David and his mother came together.

~~

The warm afternoon sun filtered into David’s room. Condoms were strewn around mother and son on David’s bed. They had been going at it all day. Naomi felt his hardness press into her hip. Automatically, she sprung out of bed and hopped over to the sock drawer. Time for another round. They had all day if they wanted. She stared into the drawer in disbelief. “We’re all out of condoms.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll cum outside this time.” David beckoned her back to bed.

“I’m not sure.” Naomi shifted her weight from one bare foot to the other. She was a sweaty mess. Maybe she should just take a shower. She made the mistake of looking back at David, drinking in the sight of his hard body and regal manhood. “You promise to do it outside?” She took a step back to the bed. She had had so many orgasms with his penis deep inside her. She couldn’t bring herself to stop. Just a few more.

“I promise.” David smiled his winning smile. Her pussy was going to feel so much better bare.

Within minutes, he almost had her cumming on his cock again. He put her legs over his shoulders and really let her have it. “You’re not just … my slut. You’re my … mommy slut.”

“I … aaammmmmmmmm?” Naomi had fallen so far. The concept of a mommy slut would have seemed insane to her weeks ago. And now she was one.

“Say … it.”

“Yes … yes … I am … your mommy slut. Whatever you want … Davey. Ooooohhhhhhhhh.” She orgasmed again on his penis. And again and again. She was so busy with her pleasure, that she barely registered when he went rigid and cried out. She felt the heat inside her and her most intense orgasm yet washed over her. All she could think before her mind went blank was that he had completely claimed her now.

They lay in a heap on the bed and slowly returned from their shared pleasure.

“I … shouldn’t have let you do that.” Naomi caught her breath and pushed him out of her with a sickening plop. She could feel his stuff running down over her vaginal lips. She crawled out of bed. “We need to eat something.”

“I’m going to take a nap.” David curled up on his side and pulled the blanket over him. “Make some lunch and I’ll come down when I’m ready.”

“Okay.” Little surges of electricity moved through Naomi. She was sore and aware that she was walking like a woman that had just traveled miles on horseback. She picked up her clothes and headed to the door.

“And, Mom?” David looked up at her round, wobbling butt from bed. “Whose pussy is it?”

Without turning back, Naomi grabbed the doorknob. “It’s yours … Davey,” she whispered.

“That’s my good mommy slut.” David closed his eyes with a dreamy smile on his face.

Naomi left the room to shower and make them some food.

*I’ve written this story through chapter 9. All chapters are available on my subscribestar website. You can find the link in my Reddit profile if you’re interested. If you prefer to wait, I’ll post about a chapter a month here. All characters in sexual situations are 18 or older. Thanks for reading!*

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