A Mother's Work
Chapter Six
He put her down on the bed. She couldn’t help but look around. Clark, of course, was a neat kid. Keeping everything clean and tidy, It would almost past for an adult’s room if it wasn’t for the Metallica posters (yes, Clark Kent likes Metallica) and other young man’s miscellany. It was a comfy bed, and just big enough for the two of them. She looked up at her son as he removed his shirt, she hadn’t realized just how buff he was. Clark was fit for his age, always was, but in the moonlight, covered sweat, he was divine. Her little boy was quite the stud, as he was about to demonstrate.
Martha followed Clark’s lead, removing her bra, she was about to do the same to her panties when Clark stopped her. “I’ll handle that.” He said with a sexy kind of confidence. Martha couldn’t help but smile. He was on her now, kissing her neck as she had done for him, but he was heading lower. He kissed and licked her breasts, with an odd kind of gentleness, obviously afraid of hurting her. He went lower, light kisses on her stomach, and licking her naval. He stopped just short of it. Yes, that it. “Ungh! St-stop teasing!” Martha whimpered. “Ask nicely” “What?” “Ask. Nicely.” “P-please..!” “Please what? I want to year you say it, Ma.”
“Please eat my pussy!” Martha cried.
And that was it. The panties were gone. Just… gone. Not that Martha cared. Clark had his head buried firmly between her legs, and was sending waves upon waves of ecstasy though her. She could barely think. The kind wasn’t just a natural, he was a pussy-eating prodigy! It was hard to believe this was his first time. She came. HARD. Shaking and shuddering. Screaming. “Oh God, oh God.” was all she could say, as she looked down at Clark, still licking away like a mad man. Looking up at her with pride. “That’s enough, that’s enough for now.” She managed to get out, they sat there for a while, until Martha could recover.
“Okay, Clark, now I’m going to pay you back, sit up.” He did as he was told. She stood there, glistening in the moonlight, soaked in sweat and uh… womanly juices. Clark sat on the edge of the bed, gawking at Ma. “HA! Don’t need no lacy bra or thong to get this boy drooling.” Martha thought, rather proud at this accomplishment. She slowly kneeled down in front of Clark.
She had noticed his bulge back when they were on the couch, and nearly jumped in surprise. He was a big one, no doubt about it, and she could feel just how hard he was, like steel straining against his jeans. She was almost worried that monster of a thing would just rip straight through his pants. It didn’t, thankfully.
But looking at it close up, she felt a combination of excitement and fear, This was going to be quite the mountain to climb.
She had Clark stand up for a moment, so she could take off his jeans. As she was unzipping them, she stopped for a moment, just to feel his legs, and his ass. He had quite a nice one, certainly worth a feel. She did this for a few moments before getting on to the main course. His pants were off now, and flung across the room. Now, the only thing between her and her desire were a pair of white boxers. The boxers honestly looked like they were going to burst under the strain. But Martha had had enough waiting. She pulled those boxers down as fast as she could, and almost got knocked out as his monster cock sprang free! It was massive. Martha Kent had seen some dick in her time, but man, they were nothing in comparison to this. It was almost a foot long, at least, and thick as all Hell.
”It’s so BIG!” Martha gasped in amazement. She hadn’t even meant to say it, she just blurted it out. But hearing his Ma’s sheer wonder at the size of his tool aroused Clark to no end, his pre-cum was really flowing now, and he wasn’t the only one dripping on the floor. This was going to be messy.
Now, something Clark didn’t know, hell, something JONATHAN didn’t know was that back at her old high school, Martha had a… bit of a reputation. She wasn’t shy of the boys, if you know what I mean, and in some, very private circles, she was known as “Martha The Mouth.” Clark was about to unwittingly find out why.