*I’ve written this story through chapter 11. 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/)
[Chapter 6](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hi3d0w/the_sex_talk_chapters_6_mf_inc_cheat/)
[Chapter 7](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/idx3ai/the_sex_talk_chapters_7_mf_inc_cheat/)
When the stay-at-home order arrived, Naomi had a surge of mixed feelings. With her husband now home all the time, she assumed that would be the end of her special education with David. Relief at the end of her betrayal commingled with longing for her lost intimacy with David. This lasted all of three days.
“How’s work, dear?” Naomi checked in on Barry.
“I’ve been struggling with this damn program, but I think I got it to work.” Barry didn’t look up from the laptop in front of him on the kitchen table. “I hope I’m back at the office soon.”
“Me too.” Naomi quickly exited the kitchen and climbed the stairs. It was time to check on her other man. She opened her son’s bedroom door without knocking. “Hello, Davey, if you have a moment …” Her jaw fell when she saw that he was having a video chat with one of their married neighbors. The computer screen was angled so she could see the naked woman bravely shoving a massive, red dildo in and out of her vagina. David sat on his computer chair with only a t-shirt on. He worked his long thing with both hands.
“… better than … ugh … Charles. I wish you could … come over …” The woman on the screen said.
That was Mrs. Abbot. Naomi hadn’t recognized the PTA mom without her clothes on. How many women had her son corrupted?
“Shit, Paige, I gotta go.” David took his hands off his dick and reached for the keyboard.
“Wait –” Paige said, and then the screen went blank.
“Hey, Mom.” David lazily turned his chair toward Naomi. His dick thrust proudly out of his lap. “Close the door. Dad’s home.”
“Oh, right.” Naomi softly shut the door and locked it. “I … I didn’t mean to interrupt.”
“It’s okay.” David waved his hand dismissively at the computer. “I was just killing some time.” He could see that her dark eyes were fixed on his dick. “I’d rather have you than her anyway. You’re the most beautiful woman I know.”
“Really?” Naomi blushed. Her hands went to the buttons on her dress, slowly releasing one after the other. She had exposed a good deal of milky-white cleavage by the time she realized what she was doing. She clasped her hands in front, but left her dress half-way undone. “You’re just saying that.”
“No, it’s true.” David gave her his winning smile. “And since I’m ready, we should move right on to your next lesson. You ever do it, doggystyle?”
“From behind?” Naomi could feel her vagina gush at the thought. She’d seen it once in that Game of Thrones show her husband liked to watch, but never thought she’d give herself up like a dog. “Never,” she whispered. So much for an end to Barry’s betrayal.
“Perfect.” David pointed to the bed. “Finish undressing and get on your hands and knees.”
“Okay.” Naomi rushed to comply, pulling off her dress and discarding her underwear. “But we have to be quiet and quick. Your father could wander up here anytime.” She climbed onto his bed and turned her butt toward him. This was such a vulnerable position. She was offering herself up to him, without any eye contact.
“Wow, I thought you might say no with Dad in the house.” David stood and got behind her on the bed. “What does that make you?”
“A bad wife.” Naomi hung her head. She could see her boobs hanging below her swaying a little as her son rocked the mattress getting into position. Maybe doggystyle wasn’t the right name for this position. She’d never felt more like a cow.
“A bad wife, yeah. But I was thinking that you’re totally my slut now. Not his woman at all.” David pressed the fat head of his cock into her folds.
“Oh, Davey. Oooohhhhhhhhh.” She could hear her slickness back there. “Where did you learn to say such things? We never taught you … aaaaaahhhhhhhh.” She tensed as the long cock entered her.
“You’re my mommy slut.” David got into a nice rhythm behind her, enjoying his mother’s repressed moans. “Say it.”
“I’m … uh … uh … uh … your mommy slut, Davey.” Naomi didn’t know what to do, so she put her head to the sheet below and let him have his way with her.
“No you don’t, Mom.” David seized a fistful of brown hair and raised her back up so that her back arched beautifully. “Keep your arms straight and face forward.” He rode her like that for a while, letting her get used to the new experience. “You like it?”
“Ugh … it’s … so rough.” She bit her lip to stop herself from screaming. A new kind of orgasm approached. Waves of pleasure moved deep inside her.
“Do … you … like … it?” He punctuated his words with hard thrusts. Her delicate, pale body shook before him.
“Uh huh … uh huh … oh, God.” She wanted to bury her face in the mattress to stifle her cries, but David had complete control over her. “Eeeeeiiiiiiiiiiiiii,” she shrieked as the ecstasy took over.
“Damn, Mom. Dad’s going to hear you.” David laughed. So this was home lockdown. Doing it under his father’s nose might make up for all the other women he wouldn’t be able to see. He slowed his pace down as she mewled. In case his father checked on the wailing, he didn’t want him to hear their bodies slapping through the door. Sure enough, thirty seconds later, there was a knock on the door. David released his mom’s hair and let her face fall to the sheet. But he kept his slow and steady pace with his hips. He could tell she’d recovered enough from her orgasm to be terrified. All the little muscles in her back tensed up.
“David?” Barry’s muffled voice came through the door. “I thought I heard something.”
“I’m watching a movie, Dad.” This was the life. It had been rare that he’d taken a wife with her husband so close by. Now he got to do it with his mom? It was pure delight to hear the old man pathetically check up on him.
“Can I come in, son?” The knob shook as Barry tried to turn it.
“It’s … um … a dirty movie, Dad. Sorry, but I was supposed to go on a date today. But with being stuck here … you know.” He looked down as his mom craned her neck to look back at him. Fear and awe filled her eyes.
“Oh … um … I see.” Barry’s voice lowered to where it was barely audible through the door. “I just … well, of course … I …” And then they heard no more from him.
After a minute taking her son’s hard dick gently from behind, Naomi finally gathered enough courage to speak. “Is he gone?”
“Yeah.” David laughed and grabbed his mom’s hair again. He turned her face forward and brought her shoulders up to the position he liked. “He didn’t even ask where you were. What a dummy.”
“Oh … my … he was right there. And he didn’t even know … I was skewered … on your … ooooohhhhhhhh.” Behind her, David sped up the pace again. It felt so good, Naomi’s body automatically pushed back against each thrust. It seemed her body was doing lots of things on automatic recently.
“What are you?”
“Your mommy slut.” Naomi squealed. If she wasn’t careful, she’d bring her husband back up there. No, he thought his son was watching porn, and Barry wasn’t going to do anything about it. She let out a few more moans.
“And what is Dad?”
“A dummy … ah … ah … a dumb-dumb … oooohhhhhhh … dumb … as … a rock … oooooohhhhhh … Davey.” Without warning, Naomi felt the familiar hot splash in her womb. Her son was going to knock her up for sure. With her stupid husband right in the same house.
~~
“Where have you been?” Barry didn’t look up from his laptop at the kitchen table as his wife walked into the kitchen.
“I went out for a walk. Why? Did anything happen while I was out?” Naomi tried to look innocent as she took a glass from the cabinet and stepped to the sink.
“Nothing, nothing.” Barry paused and looked up at her. She looked quite beautiful. Almost like she had an extra luster. Walks seemed to agree with her. “Just don’t go upstairs for a little while. David is having some … issues. I swear, he spends far too much time thinking about girls. He needs to get his head on straight.”
“Uh huh.” Naomi nodded and took a sip of water. “Maybe you should think about going out for a walk. I think it would do you good.”
“No time.” Barry looked back to his computer and rubbed his eyes. “I have to focus on my work.”
“Very well, dear.” Naomi quietly left the kitchen and ascended the stairs. Even if he wasn’t on a walk, she could visit her son. David could handle his father if he knocked again. Her pulse quickened. She was about to take another dose of David’s stuff while Barry worked away on his stupid computer. Her life had gone completely off the rails, and she loved every second of it.
~~
Over the next couple weeks, Naomi and David humped behind Barry’s back all over the house. It seemed that without his normal dating activity, David was even more insatiable. But Naomi did her best to satisfy him.
“Not … in here … Davey … the door doesn’t … lock,” Naomi said between kisses. Even as her tongue roved David’s mouth, her hands pushed at his chest, trying to move him away. Minutes earlier, he’d found her loading the washing machine. Now he had her on top of it. She gasped as he tore at her dress and bra, exposing her boobs. When his mouth clamped down on her nipple, Naomi cradled his head. “He’s right on the other side of that door.”
“Mpphhh dddduuummmmyy,” David murmured around her nipple.
“You are such a hungry boy.” Naomi cooed and pulled him in closer. Her eighteen-year-old son couldn’t keep his hands off her. Pride and love surged inside her. And soon after that, something else surged inside, too. With her legs spread wide and her arms draped around his shoulders, Naomi eagerly took his dick. She hunched up into him. Even when the washing machine thumped on the floor with their rhythmic movements, Naomi didn’t pull away. She did pray that her husband wouldn’t come investigate.
~~
The Suzuki family sat in the hot tub, the jets bubbling away. Barry and David wore their trunks, and Naomi wore a modest one-piece. Not that it mattered, the turbulent water obscured everything below the surface. The waxing moon sailed high overhead, and the night air was humid and warm.
“I needed this after my day at work.” Barry sighed. He sat opposite the rest of his family, his head leaning back over the edge of the tub.
“Yeah. This feels good on my sore … body.” Naomi glanced from her son’s smirk to her oblivious husband.
“Why are you so sore?” Barry took a long pull of his beer. His eyes lost some focus.
“All my walks, dear.” Naomi held back a smirk of her own. “I’ve been doing lots of walking.”
“Right.” Barry nodded.
“Hey, Dad.” David’s hand moved unseen under the water and caressed his mother’s thigh. He noticed her involuntary shiver, but otherwise she didn’t give the game away. “What made you want to marry Mom?” David’s hand moved over to her hand and brought it back to his lap. He pulled her fingers under the waistband of his trunks and waited to see what she’d do.
“Well …” Barry looked up at the moon and finished off his fourth beer. “She was beautiful. I hope it doesn’t embarrass you to hear that a man might find your mother pretty.”
“Thank you for saying so, dear.” Naomi sunk down on the bench until the hot water was up to her chin. She didn’t want Barry to notice her arm moving.
“No, I’m cool.” David kept his face neutral, as if he was listening with rapt attention. Down below, his mother’s hand moved along his cock. Her movements felt more playful than anything else. Brushing her fingertips over his head, and gently toying with his protruding veins.
“Right.” Barry nodded. “And she was smart, and sweet, and loyal. And my parents approved.”
“Loyal, huh?” David looked over at his mom and she quickly gave him a head shake. But her hand didn’t leave his dick.
“Yeah.” Barry yawned. “She’s always got my back.” He pulled himself out of the hot tub, showing off his pale, pudgy body. “Well, I’m off to bed. Don’t stay up too late you two.”
“We won’t,” Naomi said innocently.
“Goodnight,” David said. When the sliding door closed behind Barry, David leaned toward his mother for a kiss.
“No kissing, sweetie. He could see us through the door. Or the windows.” She turned her face sideways to avoid him, but her hand worked harder on the pole in his trunks.
“He had four beers tonight, Mom. He’s probably already asleep.” David tried to kiss her and was again rebuffed. He wasn’t used to her saying no. “Fine, I’ll give him five minutes to get to bed. But then you’re bending over for me.”
“Stop talking like that, David. I didn’t raise a spoiled son.” But sure enough, five minutes later Naomi found her swimming suit around her thighs and she was taking her son from the back again. Her breasts splashed in the hot water as she gripped the edge of the tub where her husband had so recently rested his head. “Oh … sweetie … oh … sweetie.” Water violently splattered between them as her wide butt met his narrow hips over and over again.
“You still worried he’ll see … ugh … see us?” David pressed his fingers into the flesh around her hips.
“No … yes … I don’t …” Naomi was losing herself. Things had changed so fast.
“It’s time we had the talk about … anal sex.” He pulled out of her. He watched her still pushing back at him rhythmically, apparently surprised at his absence. “I’m not going to bother asking if you’ve ever tried it.”
“We can’t … you’re too big … oh … no …” Naomi cringed as that large head pressed against her butthole. She should have seen this escalation coming, but it had blindsided her. When the year had started, losing her anal cherry to her son while her drunk husband slept inside hadn’t been on her bingo card.
“Relax, Mom. Trust me. This is all just part of our sex talk.” He smacked her left butt cheek with his dick as the jets bubbled all around them. “You want me to show you everything. Right?”
“I … do …” Naomi focused on the melody of David’s deep voice. She took a long inhale.
“Good, girl. Good, slut. Here we go.” He applied pressure. Her sphincter resisted for a second, and then gave way. He sunk in with a plop. He let the head rest just inside so she could get used to the feeling.
“Oh … goodness … oh … sweetie … so full.” She wiggled her butt a little. When he pushed a little further, her fingernails dug into the fiberglass of the tub. “Wait … wait … wait …” But he wasn’t waiting. And after a few minutes, she was glad he hadn’t. Naomi grabbed a towel with her left hand and shoved it into her mouth to keep from crying out. She certainly didn’t want the neighbors to hear her getting sodomized by David. Waves rolled in the hot tub and splashed out onto the deck. “I didn’t know … I didn’t know …” It was true. Naomi had had no idea her body had this other pleasure center. Soon, she was pushing back at him like she had so recently learned to do. She knew this would become a habit too.
David and Naomi did stay up late that night, humping in the moonlight. She took two loads in her butt and wondered how anything could be so perfect. Later that night, she gingerly got into bed next to her snoring husband. She curled up on her side and felt the trickle of semen running out of her ass. As much fun as they were having carrying on right under Barry’s nose, Naomi hoped the stay-at-home order would be lifted soon. She didn’t want to get caught. A little space would be a good thing for the Suzuki family.
*I’ve written this story through chapter 11. 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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