[M/s] [Anal] [Fiction] Assfucked By My Heartbroken Son – Rose Bud

Julie wiped sweat off her forehead as she tidied up Jamie’s apartment. It astonished her how the usually gentle and cheerful Jamie could live in a pigsty. The apartment was strewn with litter. Trays of half eaten microwave meals lay stacked in the kitchen sink, cans of unfinished beer crowded the living room.

She reminded her husband in the car that Jamie wasn’t himself. Since his girlfriend broke up with him, it was as if he sank into a pit of despair. Jamie was their son.

They knocked on the front door and were greeted by a husk of his former self. Jamie was beyond unkempt. He had weeks old stubble and a foul odour clung to him like a wraith. It was obvious from his gaunt, pallid complexion was the result of being seriously deficient in Vitamin D. Julie looked past him and noticed the curtains were drawn, permanently, she figured.

“Go clean yourself up,” Adam said, his tone an order.

Jamie didn’t resist, he was probably at such a low point, that he wasn’t going to fight anything.

Julie gave her husband a gentle squeeze to reassure him. She knew it broke her husband’s heart to see his son in such a pathetic state. Still, He’s hit rock bottom, and now all they can do was concentrate on getting him back off his feet.

She drew the curtains, sunlight blazing harshly into the apartment, as if it was cleansing a tomb. She was grateful for the day to be sunny and breezy; the wind would help clear out the mustiness.

Adam wasted no time to start cleaning up the place. He didn’t bother asking whether it was OK with Jamie, it’s going to happen whether he liked it or not. Following his lead, Julie donned a pair of gloves and got to work. They worked in silence, the only audible noise in the apartment was the sound of the shower running.

Half an hour later, the sound of running water stopped and out came a very red and a very scrubbed up Jamie.

A breath caught in Julie’s throat.

It’s amazing what a good wash can do for a man. In place of an aspiring tramp, was a clean shaven, curly mussed up haired lad. Before his depression, Jamie kept in very good shape, like most of the beach town dwellers, he had a fondness for surfing. It was a wonder how weeks of junk food abuse had done very little damage to his lean muscular body. Julie took a moment to admire his angular cheekbones, now that the mangy beard was cleaned off. There were stress lines around his eyes, but his eyes shone a dimly lit hazel. Maybe, with a little help, she and her husband will polish that glow back to its former brilliance.

“Sorry for being a mess,” Jamie said, one hand scratching his head, the other clinging tightly to the towel wrapped around his waist.

“It’s ok.” Julie tried hard not to imagine what’s hidden under the towel. She reminded herself that this was her son, not just another chiselled young stallion.

“Where’s dad?”

“He went to the car to get some things.”

“Cool.”

Julie went up to Jamie, they were dangerously close. She felt the heat coming off his body, just inches away from hers.

“You know, we’re always here for you,” she said, resting her gentle hand on his rock-hard pectoral muscles. She wondered why so many lads are so fit these days. “If there’s anything I can do for you, I would.”

His face turned a few shades of red. “Thank you.” The room felt heavy. Not the same musty heaviness from earlier, but an electrically charged heaviness. A spark would threaten to cause an explosion. At least, that was what it felt like to Julie. “You best get changed.”

Without a word Jamie retreated to his bedroom, and even from behind, Julie couldn’t help but admire his body, especially his cute ass.

It was evening by the time the apartment looked satisfactory. Adam decided that the best way to round off the evening is to have a few drinks to help bring Jamie out of his slump. They laughed and cried and reminisced the good old days. To be honest, Julie couldn’t remember the last time she’s been this relaxed. Maybe coming over to see Jamie was good for them too. Their restaurant was bustling and everyday there was something to do.

God, what an intense season. She always enjoyed sex. But between her son’s depression and their busy work lives, there was next to no time for intimacy. These days, she’s lucky to find the time and energy to masturbate. She craved the taste of cock, of the power she felt she had over her husband as she wrapped her lips around his cock. She loved the prize she gets when she sucked them off into oblivion.

They had the lights dimmed in the room, and confident that Adam and Jamie wasn’t watching, she rubbed her mound with her hand.

God, she was horny. She thought about all the times she fucked her husband in public.

She wished she was alone with Adam right now; she was ready for some fun.

Looking up from the table, she could make out a figure hunched over the living room table. Typical Jamie, he gets drunk easily and he must’ve really knocked them back tonight. She was glad they came. As much as her husband, she was concerned for his wellbeing.

Jamie and Alice seemed like the idea couple, almost. There were talks of marriage too. For them to break up so suddenly, poor Jamie must’ve been hurting so much inside. Maybe today is the first important step to get him back on his feet.

A pair of hands wrapped around her waist, breaking her out of her thoughts. Adam.

God, it’s been a while hasn’t it? They been so busy and sex was the last thing on their minds lately.

His hands slipped under her top, cupping her pendulous breasts.

“Mmm,” Julie groaned, trying to stifle it before Jamie heard her. But she didn’t swat his hands away. God no, she wanted to be teased.

She needed it.

It’s been a while since Adam was this active.

His fingers circled the areola, drawing up excited goose bumps and driving her crazy. So close yet so far. She felt her nipples harden into acorns. Finally, the pads of his fingers danced over her sensitive, aching nipples.

“Christ,” she cursed under her breath, her eyes darting over to Jamie. This was so naughty.

Adam pushed her over, forcing her to go on all fours. His hands yanked down on her jeans, panties and all, until it snagged over the curves of her ass.

Here?

God, Adam was being really bold. What if Jamie wakes up? She couldn’t ignore the fact that her pussy twinged with excitement at the thought of it.

His hands spread her ass, revealing her tender little asshole then she felt a pool of liquid splash down, leaking over her ass and coating her sopping wet pussy. It must be the drink that was making him so adventurous. His hands wrapped tightly around her hips, not letting her get away. The primitive act pushed the boundaries of her arousal. Oh god, is he going to fuck me in front of their son?

Again, a smidgeon of worry flashed through her mind as she looked over at Jamie. But it was tamped down by the gleeful, illicit thrill. What if he catches her being fucked on all fours like this? Wouldn’t that be a sight to see?

She could hear her husband’s heavy breathing, heavy with lust. She’d let him claim her, right here, right now.

The bulbous crown of his cock snapped her wide awake as it grazed the tight entrance of her asshole.

“Honey, that’s the wrong hole” she moaned. Ignoring her, he pushed his cock against her asshole.

Oh god, he wants to fuck my ass.

She gritted her teeth desperately as another inch of his hot pulsating penis penetrated her. She felt her asshole spread, accommodating his girth, letting herself get filled in the ass.

In front of her son.

Its been such a long time and now they were doing it, her husband had to fuck her in her naughty asshole!

It was hopeless, her moans were escaping her mouth. She struggled to contain herself. The room was deathly quiet. She swore that she could hear his cock raking the insides of her ass.

*You idiot, my voice will come out if you keep this up…*

She clamped her hand over her mouth. They were going to get caught.

She couldn’t believe how wild her husband is being. But it wasn’t so bad, she was so fucking horny. She loved the indescribable thrill of being caught.

Fuck, he was increasing his tempo now, her ass becoming more accustomed to his anal assault.

“Harder,” she begged. She could feel her orgasm building. “I’m about to-”

“You going to cum?”

That voice. Jamie!?

“What?” Julie looked over and realized her mistake. It was Adam who was asleep!

His hands reached over and greedily grabbed her breasts, tugging at her nipples.

“We need to stop,” she mewled as she pushed back into his cock. They had to stop, she knew. Yet her body had a mind of its own, enjoying the physical closeness he pushed on her.

“You feel really good, mom,” he grunted.

Oh god, I’m being assfucked by my son!

Sweat beaded her face as she looked over at Adam, she could’ve sworn he shifted a little.

It was no good, his cock simply felt too good.

“I need you mom,” he whispered into her ear.

“You can’t, I’m your mother!”

Was she saying that to him or herself?

“Please… I need your comfort.”

She bit her lip, struggling to keep her head above the fog of pleasure clouding her mind. She thought about the pained look in his eyes. The glimmer of life dimming out slowly over the last few months.

But he relented. With an audible groan, he plopped his cock out.

Oh god, she needed to help him.

She needed to soothe her son’s pain.

She sighed and reached back with her hands and grabbed the sides of her butt. She spread her ass until it was taut like a drum.

“Fuck me hard,” she demanded, lust overwhelming any vestiges of her reasoning.

His hands clawed at her hips, delighted with her acceptance.

Slowly, his crown nudged against her ass, eliciting a sensual groan from her lips. Her tongue licked her bottom lip, her throat moved up and down, swallowing with erotic anticipation.

His hands caressed the sides of her thighs, trying to soothe any worries she might have had. Julie could hear the loudness of his breathing, dripping with raw animal lust and need. His fingers clawed into her sides as he sank into her, slowly, inch by inch.

She had to bite her tongue, lest she scream and wake Adam up. The thought of Adam being so close, the risk of being so dangerously close to being caught, only excited her. God what’s wrong with me?

Sensing that her ass was getting used to his penetration, Jamie pushed as deep as he could, until the base of his cock rested on her ass. She could feel sweat dripping off him, splashing down and traveling along the curve of her spine.

“Christ!” Julie hissed and savoured the feeling of her rear being explored so fully. Juices from her excited pussy leaked down her inner thighs.

He pulled away slowly, until he was almost out of her rear and pushed right back in. He repeated the movement over and over, as if he’s trying to melt into her. Each time he grew in confidence, his pace and intensity grew and grew. Julie felt his cock exploring the very depths of her ass. She felt the walls of her ass wrapping itself around his thick hard cock.

“I can’t hold it,” he whimpered.

“Cum in me. Cum!” She begged. All that matter right now was to feel his orgasm exploding inside her. She was needy, desperate for it.

Jamie gritted his teeth as he reached his climax, desperate to moan out his pleasure. Like a tightly coiled spring, his balls tensed and no longer able to hold on, he ejaculated. Spurt after spurt of hot, pent up semen filled up Julie’s ass, triggering her own climax. She stifled her cries of passion as a shockwave of pleasure rocked through her entire body, emanating from her ass.

He clasped onto her from behind as he rode out his orgasm. He gripped on like a child desperate not to lose his mother. Julie sorely wanted to comfort his damaged soul.

“Thank you, momma,” he whispered into her ear, but all she could do was pant noiseless breaths and caress his hand. Slowly her own orgasm ebbed, leaving silence but the gentle snoring of her husband and their swallowed gasps. He pulled out slowly and delicately, and a thick dollop of his cum plopped out of her ass and hit the floor.

Exhausted, Jamie snuggled his head into the nest of Julie’s now cross legged lap.

“I haven’t felt so clear headed since the day Alice left me.”

Gently, soothingly, Julie ran her delicate fingers through her son’s mussed up hair. “You’re hurting so much inside Jamie, you can’t keep it all to yourself.”

“I know.”

Her heart ached for him, she thought they lost his confidence, his cheer but she felt hope residing within him. Ultimately, Jamie will have to get back on his feet by himself, but in the meantime, she can be there to help him.

“We’re here for you. I’m here for you. Just come see me anytime you want me.”

A look flashed across his face, was there more to her offer? “Thank you.”

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