Matriarch Reliever Pt. 03

Hey Guys,

Sorry for the delay on this story. Semester's just starting and I had to move, so I just wasn't too in the mood to write for a bit. I'm planning on part 4 to come relatively quickly after this one. Thanks for reading, hope you like the story. I've gotten some suggestions from where I should go with the characters. If you have any suggestions for how you'd like the story to go further, or what you'd like to see, I'd really like the input.

I also kinda wrote a longer summary of the previous two stories at the beginning, it was just set the stage and allow people to jump in. Feel free to skip it if you like, the story starts off at "The Morning."

Happy Reading!

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Lindsey, in her mid-thirties, a MILF if there ever was one, was now finally starting to enjoy herself for a very long time.

She'd been in a loveless marriage, having escaped an industry of sex and desire, she'd felt starved. But in her mind, she was meant to be a mother more than anything. Her distant husband's son, Troy, a strong, curious, and dashing high school student had been her main focus.

She cared for him, helped him through the myriad of tragedy after his father's death, and had recently given him comfort throughout the night. Troy had never known what it was like to have a mother, his own leaving their family when he was very young. As he and Lindsey bonded, he kept wanting more.

She was an energetic, and sentimental woman, loving her long hours at yoga, her gossip with girlfriends, and coming home to comfort the only son she's known. As she spent her days out, Troy was done with school, and wanted more than just hugs and kisses, he wanted her.

Her closet was his playground, as she often lazily left dirty, sweaty clothes lying about. He'd explore her scent as much as he could, as his desire for her grew, in ways he wasn't entirely comfortable with either. He'd often crave for the scent of her soles, her feet, and although he'd always assumed that was wrong, he couldn't seem to help himself.

As weeks went on, after the passing of his father; Troy was now in quite the lucky predicament. He'd been given hundreds of millions of dollars as being the only recipient of his father's assets. He and Lindsey lived in a comfortable Orange County home, one that'd become a place of rest for both of them.

The two talked more than they ever had, and Lindsey had fallen deeply in love with the idea of being a mother, and especially, being a mother to Troy. She had an idea of him being attracted to her, knowing she herself was beautiful she often teased him. She'd place her feet close to him, having him rub them for her, and letting him get a taste here and there. She thought is was innocent fun, and it slightly remedied her oppressed seductive nature.

Eventually, Lindsey had crossed a barrier with Troy, as he asked her to spend the night with him. He simply needed comfort, and someone who'd hold him to sleep, and be there when he awoke. She'd have no problem with that, seeing it as a basic motherly instinct to make sure her child felt safe and nurtured in his sleep. However, she'd slept naked her whole adult life, and for good reason, and it was something she couldn't see herself stopping anytime soon.

Troy went to bed alone that night, but as his mind drifted to despair, Lindsey stood at the door, with no clothes, bare and beautiful while he realized she was perfect for him. She told him that she'd much rather cross the awkward nudity barrier, than bear the idea that her newly found son would sleep sadly alone.

That night, while Troy tried to keep his sexual thoughts away, he was engulfed in his desire for her. Her large, soft, and sultry breasts pillowed his head as she wrapped the rest of herself around his backside. She whispered stories to him, tempting him to sleep, as she too found herself strongly attached to him. She wanted more, but oppressed her sexual side again, as that had become so accustomed to her mind.

The next day, Lindsey devulged into her previous lover, and now friend, Shauna, a slightly younger, blonde beauty who still held feelings for her friend. Their love life was short and sweet, but Lindsey wanted a man, and now she'd found one... in a way.

Shauna was critical at first, nearly rebuking Lindsey for being so seductive with the boy. He had strong desires, and she teased and teased, Shauna felt that Lindsey was nothing short of abusive. But as a long walk on the beach subsided, the two realized that tensions were high, and that they really cared about each other.

As such tensions needed to be relieved, the two quickly drove to Lindsey's house to re-live what was once an more than daily occurrence for them... they made passionate, and tireless love. While Shauna first showed initiative, it was Lindsey who was in it for the long haul. And as Shauna realized her former lover hadn't felt the sensual touch of another in years, she delved deep into her, giving every ounce of pleasure she could to Lindsey, who often screamed her name in pure release and lust.

Hours passed, and the dusk turned to dark as the two rehashed some old feelings, talking about what could've been, and ultimately, Shauna left her friend before she reopened to many old wounds. While Lindsey severally needed that release, and was very grateful to Shauna, she didn't want their love to be more than a close friendship. But she knew one thing, after all that desire had come out, and after all her oppressed sexual feelings were released, Lindsey knew that Shauna was right, and that Troy needed what she had.

She cleaned the house, and waited eagerly for her libido-driven son to come home. She had an idea of what she would do, and she refused to abuse her child. He had his wants, and she now began to devote herself to doing exactly what every good mother should do... give her child exactly what they want, what they need, and what they deserve.

Troy walked in, a bit confused and depressed from a long day, and found his loving mother hugging him tightly and kissing him powerfully. She pulled him upstairs, explaining how she'd felt, how she'd been a bad mother for teasing him, letting him on without a proper reward. She committed to him that she would never let that happen again, and without warning - she began to swallow his desperate erection.

For all that night, she traversed below the sheets as Troy feasted upon her toes. He enjoyed her soles, her calves, and her thighs, but she stopped him before he went further. She wanted to take things slow, and going only as far as she needed as this new barrier now crossed made her slightly hesitant. Troy couldn't have been more happy with the nights in her arms, and now as she sucked passionately, worming her tongue up, down, and around his tip, pulling deeply into her throat, he felt like he'd gotten more than he ever could imagine. As he tasted her toes, delving into his tabooed desire that she so loved, Troy was overcome with relief as Lindsey spent most of the night bobbing up and down, kissing and sucking like she was addicted.

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The Morning:

Troy slept, no... he nearly hibernated as his exhausted form was now drained and pleased. He had come home to a miraculous surprise, and as his mother labored over his cock for several hours, Troy had felt nearly super human as he had so much to release. Last he remembered she was cuddling with him, kissing his neck and cheeks and calming him down so that he could sleep.

His dreams were out of context, but Lindsey made some passings by as he dreamed of her nude body before being distracted by some random mental phantom. He felt the tempting light of wake begin to pull him, and soon Troy opened his eyes only to see his mother's erotic spreading form under the sheets, her creamy skin and tan legs laying over his chest, and her sealed tight lips forming on "O" around the base of his cock. She sucks hard, as if she were deprived of him, now succumbing to her passion for pleasing him. Troy made a deep moan, as he felt the soreness of the night before now healed with her sucks. He gave a weak "hey," sounding a bit awkward and distracted as Lindsey tapped his leg lovingly, showing that she was excited to see him awake.

He grabbed her calves, and feet, squishing them a bit in his hands as he still struggled to maintain consciousness. The pleasure of her sucking, the popping of her lips, the tingle of her fingertips running up and down his shaft following her lips course. In a way, Troy had believed he was dreaming, but this was far too real, and he had become quiet in his anticipation for her.

Lindsey had spent the previous night quite aroused, and she admitted to herself that though her hours with Shauna were other worldly, she needed more... much more. To her surprise, she had felt no shame, neither before, during, or after her time with Troy. She felt like a good mother again, and she was now set in making this a very regular thing between the two of them. She'd held him tight last night, as he seemed to finally pass out, but she was shocked at how much he let out too. Each orgasm gave stream after stream, and Lindsey - a woman with ample experience in Playboy - was not only impressed, but very excited, even giddy.

She'd been so long without a real man, feeling his organic, soft-skinned, veiny cock in her hands. Her sex toys were getting old, predictable, and Lindsey soon remembered how her sexual fulfillment often relied on a man's orgasm as well. She loved hearing him roar, having his seed inside her as it shot with vigor and intensity. Finally, she felt useful, fulfilling, and completely devoted.

Unlike many of the women she's met in the Sex Industry, Lindsey has always loved feeling matronly, caring, and devoted to one man. Troy was perfect for her, as she wanted no more than just him, and to completely focus on his needs. Lindsey had seen many cocks over the years, and from what she was able to glance at from Troy's father, she assumed he'd be a very average boy. But Troy was something else in her eyes. While Troy had no idea, Lindsey had seen him in the shower, sometimes spying out of curiosity as she wondered how big he'd become. She saw it as her motherly responsibility to make sure he was growing, and while that excuse was poor at the time, it gave her a glimpse at the impressive rod he'd come to acquire.

The night before, she nearly gasped as she pulled him out, having a long, vascular, and very thick erection. She got wet at the sight of it, licking her lips like a kid at a candy shop, she'd found much more than she was looking for, even larger than the shower peeking could suggest.

Truth is, Lindsey was a well trained lover, and often a self-considered Pleasure Artist. She was a bit kinky, and her time in Playboy gave her ample experience in blowing guys. She liked challenging herself, and often found herself naturally leaning towards deep throating as she saw that most guys nearly worshiped her afterwards. She'd gotten so good at it, that when she left, she still had some high end clients that would call her for just that reason. But as the years went on, and as her time with Shauna subsided, Lindsey thought she'd lost her skill. But Troy was in for a surprise as she found her muscle memory to be quite resilient. It was like the good ole days, and now with her motherly nature, she was looking forward to making her son worship her as well.

Her tongue wiggled a while, but now firmly set as a buffer between her bottom teeth and Troy's saliva soaked cock. She felt him still dreamy as he touched her legs and feet, moaning and warning her he's almost there. In her experience, she knew that meant she'd now sprint to the finish. She bobbed up and down, keeping short breaths between her nose, gripping his thighs for leverage, and keeping her tongue well sticked out, she pressed down, feeling his protuberance fill her throat cavity again and again. In and out his cock went, as the sucking sounds of slurping saliva muffled under the sheets, Troy exploded in release.

She felt the warm, thick substance, now shooting down her throat as she made a fast halt when he first started to cum. She kept him deep inside, letting him throb everything out until he groaned a bit. The tip was sensitive, and she was now done. She sucked a few times more, her cheeks gaunt was deep as she made sure every last drop was taken care of.

She pulled him out, as he rubbed her back in gratitude, she took some deep breaths, sucking in air as the first of many blowjobs was finished. She kissed his thighs a bit, getting up from under the sheets to then sit next to him, her round and ample breasts are now a bit red from the heat as drops of sweat run down her body. She stares into Troy's eyes, who now looks shocked to see his dream is still true. He still keeps breathing, not saying much as her figure towering over him is smiling like a proud parent.

Without saying anything, she turns around and reaches over to her nightstand, grabbing some mouthwash and giving it a gargle before spitting it into the trash. She gets under the sheets, moving over to her post-orgasm mess of a son as he still tries to catch his breath. "Whew... good morning darling," she swoons, whispering in his ear as her breast again pillow his cheeks. "I think I bit off more than I can chew with you..."

He chuckles a bit, not knowing what to say after all that has changed so fast. "Yeah... how's that?" He asks quietly, now slumbering in her musty form.

"I haven't drained you yet Troy... this is gonna be a lot of work," she giggles a bit, kissing the top of his head over and over.

"I can't believe this is happening," he says with a somber tone, smiling and calm, nuzzling his nose into her bosom.

"Let's just take it slow darling, no need to rush."

"I know... but... I mean, you need to get off too right?"

"Well, yes. But I'm being a good Mother by focusing on you," she says, moving his face out of her bosom. He sits up a bit, laying his head on her shoulder as he hugs around her side, she still staying very intimate with him.

"Mom... that felt amazing," he endears as she giggles, running her fingers around the borders of his jaw. "I mean... I'm positive you know that by now, but I can't tell you enough how amazing that felt."

"Thank you Troy," she whispers. "In all honesty, your big... really big, even for me. This is gonna be fun."

"Really?" He asks, a bit insecure and young.

"Really. Can I tell you a secret?"

"Yeah, it's our rule to tell one everyday remember?"

"Oh yeah! Well, secretly, I have to say... I used to peek on you in the shower every once in a while and I have to say, you're even bigger than I first thought."

"Are you serious?" He asks relieved, and ecstatic. "Did you think I was... I don't know..."

"Attractive, sexy, tempting?"

"Sure," he chuckles.

"Of course sweetie. I mean, I didn't tease you because I didn't find you quite the looker. It's why I'm so surprised you haven't had a girlfriend yet."

"Well. I don't know, that's just cause I switched around schools a lot."

"Sure, and it's also because your into MILFs... right?"

"I don't..."

"Troy," she interrupts, hugging him a bit tighter. "Remember don't lie. It's okay to admit you have feelings for me, I'm totally fine with it."

"Okay. Can I tell you a secret?"

"Please," she says, kissing his neck.

"Okay... about a month ago..." he stops.

"Troy... what? You can tell me."

"Well, I kinda bought some small cameras... like tiny ones, and put them in your room..." he stops, sitting up and looking at her in the eye. He's surprised to see her a bit calm.

"You did?"

"Yeah... and I kinda wanted to see you naked, so I watched you after yoga and stuff."

She sat there for a second, grinning a bit with pride. She looked up at him, matching his eyes. "Well, I knew you were always in my closet and stuff, but cameras... I didn't know."

"I know... I stopped after the first few times, and I'm really sorry. I've been feeling bad about it."

"What'd you think?" she asks, biting her lip.

"Meaning... of you?"

"No, of the bed... yes me sweetie."

"I thought you were beautiful, a total MILF."

She giggles, shaking her shoulders a bit. "That's no secret sweetie," she says enigmatically.

"I know," he says.

"No, Troy. Those cameras were as clear as day."

"What? What do you mean?"

"Well, baby. Look, when I got home from yoga that day I'd known you bought those, I saw the package when you were out and about. I knew what you were planning on doing."

"Holy shit. I thought you had no idea," he says shocked. "Come to think of it, you were a bit frisky that day, and you made me crazy with your feet too."

"You can't get much by me Troy, Mommy knows best, right?"

"No kidding."

"Well, I was happy to see you so infatuated with me. It's only fair, seeing that I enjoyed those peeps of you showering."

"Yeah... Damn, I love you mom."

"And I love you Troy. Come on, help your mom get a good shower in and she might just suck your cock."

"Yes ma'am!"

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It was his first shower with Lindsey. He'd often dreamed of this, fantasizing about her while the water spilled over him. But now, as Lindsey and him washed themselves, she made sure it would be a memorable experience. He rubbed her back, kneading the soap into her skin, and even helping her shampoo her hair. She gave him ample room to explore her, as she still kept him from spending too much time on her breasts, tummy, and opening. It seemed like she was trying to ration out Troy's allowances of sex. He was okay with that, as even getting a blowjob once from her was a dream, and to have a night full of them was more than he could've expected.

She stood at nearly his height, as Troy kept his eyes completely on her. They washed for a while, taking their dear sweet time and not saying a word. Soon however, Lindsey saw that Troy's erection had come back, and she gave him a seductive wink before kneeling down and going to work.

The feeling was gradual this time, as Troy had been so stimulated in the past day that another beloved blowjob would take a while before he'd climax. She was steady, shallow, mainly focusing her sucking on the tip, massaging the shaft with her grip. She took a few minutes to enjoy the balls, as the hot water brought them to full sag, she eagerly kissed them, sucking them down and groaning in delight of their taste.

Troy was amazed, gasping every few seconds with pleasure, as her tasteful sucking become more and more intense. She took her time, gradually moving deeper and deeper, maintaining eye contact with him for most the time. Water splashed on Troy's back, as it moved down in streams down his legs and over to her body. He relaxed, trying to keep his knees strong, and his patience even stronger - hoping this moment would last a long time.

Lindsey saw her son become more complacent, laying his head back and enjoying the constant sucks back and forth. She wanted to give him a shock, make him go crazy for her.

Out of nowhere - she grabbed his hands, placing them on the back of her head as Troy soon shockingly looked down. She pulled out a bit, meeting the edges of her lips on his tip, giving her just enough room to say a few things. "Listen, I'm gonna give you as much practice as you need okay... part of being a man is knowing when, and how, to take control."

"Ah... got it. So you want me to push?"

"I want you take control of me, pull me back and forth and don't stop till you're good and finished... okay?"

"I don't wanna hurt you though..."

"Baby, I'll tap out if I need to, but don't go easy, I wanna see what you're made of."

Troy decided to take her up on her demand. He scooped up her hair with his hands, pushing them to the back of her head and shoving his member into her mouth. She felt his rough pull jam her into his abdomen, feeling her nose squish against his soft groin. He kept her there for nearly five seconds, enjoying the feeling of his cock deep down her throat. He pulled her out a bit, shoving her back into him again. At this point, Troy began thrusting his hips, as if he were just having regular sex with her, as her eyes maintained a near perfect contact with his.