Matriarch Reliever Pt. 03

He was surprised to see her nearly unaffected by his thrusting, as he burrowed deep inside her throat, he felt some air coming from her nostrils. The thrusting back and forth became empowering as Troy finally started feeling like he was in control. His mom had given herself to him at this moment, and now, he could do whatever he wanted.

He moved his hips back and forth, as grunts from Lindsey showed she as soon feeling the effort work against her. Her eyes dampened as Troy took his sweet dear time jockeying her lips. "You need a break?" He asks her sweetly, before she wiggles her head indicating no. He saw her weak wiggle, one that considered that she might need one, and took her in even further. He went fast, back and forth, feeling her body tense up as she turned redder and redder. Troy was there, and pulled her in as deep as her could, spraying out a hefty load down her esophagus. He kept her there for a little bit, as she voluntarily sucked in the rest, finally pushing him away as he let his hands down.

Troy was dumbfounded, now sitting down in the shower as the hot water now mainly sprayed onto her. Lindsey took some deep breaths, gasping roughly as she looked over to Troy with a shallow smile. "Wow Troy, I never guessed you had that it in you. You're such a good son. My big strong man," she says, leaning over to kiss his cheek.

"I'm full of surprises Mom."

"So it would seem... I better up my game."

"No Mom, things are perfect right now."

She smirks, as they get up. Finishing their shower, the two help each other dry off, as she pats his back with towels around their waists.

-

A week had passed, as Troy and Lindsey continued their exploration of their desires. He'd have mornings and nights filled with enjoying her, as she soon began changing some things up around the house.

She'd often spend much of her days naked at home, going off to yoga for a couple hours, and then running home in the hopes of spending time with Troy. They'd talk all day, becoming greater friends as they divulged secrets about everything. He'd tell her about his fantasies, and even his simple dreams of what he wanted in life. She'd entertain him, loving the fact that he was so infatuated with her.

Lindsey had pleasured Troy all day and night, often cuddling and talking afterwards. She lay there one night, divulging into him her secret kinkiness. He suspected as much as he found out she was a fan of spanking, but that was just the beginning. He wanted that, and though he tried, Lindsey wouldn't let him get past the bounds set on their first night. She relieved him by blowing him, using her hands, and even her feet; but he only was able to enjoy her legs and feet, maybe even rubbing her back some. It was strange, restrictive, and while the pleasure was good, the week passed with feeling of excitement, but also separation as he knew she was holding back.

As the week went on, Troy tried to please her. He'd woken her up at night, wrapping his lips around her pussy and sucking deeply. She divulged for a few minutes before making him stop, saying that she wanted to wait. He was confused, and even ashamed, but he respected her enough to stop.

That next morning, Lindsey and Troy had their new typical routine. She'd wake him up, happily pleasuring her loving son, as he had now gotten into the habit of massaging her feet and legs in the morning, giving back what he could to her. They showered, ate, and so on. Lindsey had planted her soles over his crotch, and ate an orange that morning, reading from her tablet. "What'd ya wanna do today sweetie?"

"Um... I'm actually gonna go out and meet a friend."

"Really, okay. I'm gonna go on a run, maybe I'll stop that Chinese place a little bit later and we could just eat out tonight."

"That'd be good, sure, let's do it... but in all honesty, I'd much rather eat something else though..."

"Oh, what?"

"You," he said with a smirk.

"Look, I'm sorry about last night sweetie, but you gotta realize this is all very new for us."

"I know, I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable... I just feel like it's not fair with all the... I don't know."

"Troy, it's fine really. I love what we've been doing, and I don't wanna quit. In fact, you don't even need to worry because Shauna and I have been dealing with all that recently."

"What? You mean..."

"No, I mean, she's come over a couple of times and we just go through the motions, it's cathartic that's all."

"Oh, I didn't know that... so she comes over whenever I'm not here."

"It's not like that sweetie, I just need to get off every once in a while, and Shauna knows what she's doing with me. You'll get there one day too, just... I just need some time to adjust that's all."

"Okay, I'm gonna go I guess," he says, putting his plate into the sink and grabbing his backpack. Lindsey looks over to him, feeling a bit bad, watching him leave as he doesn't say goodbye. She yells over to him as he walks out the door, "love you!" but he doesn't respond.

"Shit," she says to herself, "I hope he'll be okay." She had been with Shauna a couple of times over the past week, truthfully, she'd started finding her enjoyment of girls again too. She'd spent so much time pleasing Troy that a softer woman's touch was nice here and there. But she shouldn't have told Troy, it wasn't fair to him.

-

"Hey Shauna," Troy says as she answers.

"Troy, hey... what's up?"

"Nothin' I'm just driving downtown, but hey... I need some help with something, I know this is kinda weird but could I come meet you somewhere, I need some advice."

"Um, sure. I'm not busy at all, here, I'm at work, can you come to my office?"

"Sure, text me the address," he says.

"Kay, see you soon."

Troy mapped her address quick, driving down the highway, he sits silent for a while. He usually talked to himself in the car, always finding it kinda therapeutic, but now... he was thinking.

He drove not very far, finding Shauna's work to be in a tall office building downtown. It was the picture of a western corporate office, having reflective windows, hallways smelling of cleaned carpet, and stressed out employees rushing back and forth to keep up with the stress of the day. He walked inside, finding Shauna talking to the receptionist. "Hey Troy," she said a bit ecstatic, giving him an awkward but seemingly sincere hug. She guided him down the hall, giving a few more commands to her receptionist before taking him into a nice corner office. She closes the door, having him sit down as she locks the door, and shuts the blinds.

"Nice place, you work here? I thought you just did yoga with my mo... I mean Lindsey," he says, realizing that there aren't many who'd understand his relationship with her.

"Well, I've needed to start working full-time recently, but this is my dad's accounting firm, and he squared me away with a job," she says as she balances herself on the edge of her desk, crossing her legs as she lets her hair down a bit. Troy sat in the chair just facing her, his head being level with her waist, as she sat seductively in front of him. "So... how can I help me nephew?"

The two chuckle awkwardly, "Listen... I..."

"Oh don't worry Troy, I know about your guys's little arrangement. Lindsey's happy to be a mom, if you're to ask me, I think you make a great son for her... don't worry about the technicalities."

"Well, I'm happy to hear someone understands, It's been impossible for anyone to get that she's more of a mom than I've ever had."

"I've never known a better Mom than Lindsey too. She's always talking about you when we're together."

"Well, that's what I'm kinda wanting to talk about... I need your help with something."

"Okay, is it about her?"

"Yeah, look I know you guys were together a while back in the day," he says slowly, as the idea of Lindsey and Shauna together is now becoming quite the turn on. "And I know you guys still hook up now and then... right?"

"She tell you all this Troy?"

"Yeah, but look I need you to be discreet."

"What's this all about?" Shauna sounds a bit defensive, Troy stands up as he lets his arms down looking straight at her.

"Honestly, I don't know how to say this, so here it goes... I need your help to fuck Lindsey."

The two sit quiet a bit as Shauna soon starts to giggle. "You what? You've been fucking for a week now, that's what she's told me."

"No, I've been getting blown for a week."

"Well... are you giving back at all?"

"No, I'm not cause she's not letting me."

"Really. That's not the Lindsey I know, are you sure you're just not being weird about it."

"Look Shauna, I've tried a few times now, and even last night. But she tells me that she needs to wait before she feels comfortable."

"Ah... now that sounds like her. So you're telling me you wanna give back, but she's saying she's not ready?"

"Yes, that's exactly what's happening."

Shauna laughs, sitting down in her chair and taking her shoes off as she sets her feet up on her desk. "So, what do you want me to about it?"

"I don't know really. She just told me this morning that you two hook up now and then and that's what keeps her sated for the most part."

"Okay, Troy... listen up, I'm gonna tell you a few things about your mom that are gonna make things a hell of a lot easier." Shauna motions for him to sit down as she looks him dead in the eye. "Sated... ever since I've known her, Lindsey has been one of the most driven people I've met. She's been totally committed to being your mother, and she was committed to job, her marriage, and her schooling before that. Truth is, she's never satisfied. Once you get Lindsey into something, she'll never stop until she's found something else to obsess over."

"Okay, but what bothers me is I'm afraid she'll just be with you, and not really move to me."

"Honey, you're fine. Stop being so insecure. Lindsey's just transitioning, but trust me - she's as straight as they come, and from what she's told me about you, she's dying to have more of you. And secondly, Lindsey's never at a point of becoming comfortable - she's there and back before you know it, I guarantee she's dying to have you but she's waiting for some other stupid reason."

"What would that be?"

"I don't know... she's always up and down about what she's feeling. Truth is, if you want to make more of what you have with her, you need to convince her."

"Okay... good, how do I do that?"

"Well, truth be told, I think I can help you with this. Did you know that she wanted me to blow you?"

"What, but you're a..."

"I'm not into guys, yeah? Well, I can do a blowjob, they're not that hard. But the night she starting blowing you, we had sex for hours before that, and Lindsey told me later that she wanted your first time to be with her... not me."

"Oh, well that's good to hear," he says with a sigh of relief.

"Relax Troy, your Mom loves you, and she's crazy about you. But I think she'll need some convincing... from my end of the table."

"Okay, how do you plan doing that?"

"Well, a little jealousy never hurt anyone... come here," she says with a dark smile. Troy walks over to her side of the desk as she already begins to take off her panties under her skirt. He's surprised to say the least.

"I thought you were a..."

"Lesbian... come on Troy, it's the 21st century. I like girls sure, but I was into your mom more than anything."

"So, you want me to..." he says while starting to unbutton his jeans.

"Oh God, no. Get down here and show me how good you are with pussy." Troy laughs a bit, getting down on his knees and traversing his head into her skirt. She was shaved, pale, and fairly tight and young. He felt her slight grip on his head as she pushed him in, he attempted to do what he only imagined someone would do, he'd never truly eaten a girl out before.

Shauna gasped as pulled up her skirt to reveal his face now smashed into her nether regions, his kissing lips sucking up and down, putting his tongue in as deep as he could. She was mounted her legs onto his shoulders, pulling him in deeper as she tried to muffle her gasps so the office wouldn't hear. The pleasure was intense... unexperienced, but filled with potential. "You're sure... ah... you've never... Oh God... done this before."

He doesn't say anything as he looks up to see Shauna obsessed with his sucking. He felt the muscles of his lips tire as he realizes he's very new to this, and needs some serious practice. Focusing on her clitoris, her plants his lips over the surface area, smashing his tongue in and around her pink opening. She bites on the sleeve of her shirt, as Troy keeps exploring how to better pleasure her. Ever since he's known her, Troy's had kinda a crush on Shauna. He liked blondes, and she pulled it off well. Her tan skin and jumpy demeanor just oozed sex, she always had eyes that could stare deep into your soul, and she was so naturally flirty. Even her breasts, perky and round, had always caught his eye. He decided to get a little more of what he wanted.

Delving his finger deep into her vagina, Troy felt the soft wet skin inside, it was tight and succulent, feeling like the perfect place for a cock. He'd never really had experience feeling pussy, and Shauna was, as he realized, his first in many ways. She moaned louder, likely making some level of echo in the office, as he inserted two fingers into her, back and forth. He went in slow, feeling the back of her opening as he pulled out strong lifting up his fingers to graze top of her insides. He rubbed around her clit some more, coming into suck again, as snaked his tongue up and down her labia. Back and forth, back and forth, Shauna was now panting a bit, as she had lost much of her quick, attentive mind and was now drowning in a murky miasma of lust and pleasure. She felt Troy move his head away, keeping his fingers in her she felt his tongue on her to bare heel. She laughed out loud, "ah... Lindsey told me... ah... you were a foot guy... ah... how am I?"

"Well, I love hers, but you've got those runner feet that taste and smell amazing," he says, keeping his nose in her toes for a bit.

"Come on... ah! Focus..."

Troy now committed to make her go crazy. He delved back deep in her, planting his strong lips over her clit and moving down to burrow his tongue into her, moving it around and around. He kept his fingers going fast in and out, back and forth, then rubbing them clockwise over her clit. She grabbed her breasts and squeezed them hard, pinching her nipples while Troy manhandled her buttocks, pulling her into him.

"Ah! Oh... my God! Oh!" She moaned, as he felt her body shake in orgasm. Exploding like a well overdue volcano, she gripped her legs tightly around his head, as his face was engulfed in her skin. He liked Shauna a hell of a lot more now. She gripped his hair roughly, thrusting back and forth, jumping her body like a convulsing, contorting serpent, obsessed with her newly found friend.

After a few minutes, she left go, letting him pull away as the two began putting themselves back together.

"Okay Troy, I think we can make this work." They laugh a bit as he takes some last tastes of her feet, she giggles in the tickling of his tongue. "That's actually kinda nice."

"Well, I'm glad to see my fetish is appreciated," he says, setting down her feet and walking over to grab a chair and sit by her.

"It's not a fetish. Oh my God, what is it with your generation and having to label everything, you like feet, it's fine. I'm not a huge fan of guys, I like some girl on girl, I love tits and I'm a girl, but I don't label myself... you're all fucked up about this shame shit."

He smirks, as Shauna's half-sarcastic critical remarks make him feel a bit more secure inside. "So, explain to me how I'm gonna get Lindsey to let me do that to her?"

Shauna puts on her panties again, feeling a bit dirty as she tries adjusting her sweaty, pleasured self. "Ugh... well," she sighs out of relief. "Honestly, it might take some time, but it'll be worth it," she warns. "You have amazing potential, but you need finesse, experience, I think we should practice more often."

"Seriously, you're cool with that?"

"Listen, if you're willing to put out like that on a regular basis, I'll be just fine. And really, I don't want you going down on the girl I love without the proper training, so you and I are gonna need some serious time to get things straight."

"So, maybe I'll come by a bit later," he says.

"No... you're gonna come by every day. Except, not here. Meet me at my place, and we'll spend a couple of hours getting down the basics."

"Don't you have to work?"

"This is my dad's place cutie, I can leave whenever I want. Just don't let your mom know, and tell her your out doing whatever the fuck it is you do..."

"Okay, I can think of something..."

"Good, and I'll stop hooking up with her too. Now she's gotten a taste for all the sex she's been missing out on, and soon enough she'll be begging you to eat her out... simple enough?"

"Sounds perfect... but I do have one favor though..."

"What?"

"When we're doing this, could you tell me about what it was like between you guys?"

"Haha... gladly, anything else?" She says with an endearing smile.

"Nope," he says, happy and excited, standing up to leave. She walks him to the door, giving him a nice kiss on the cheek. He looks back to her, grabbing her arm, "hey... thanks for this."

"Just do good by me, by giving her your best huh... she's the best thing that's happened to... well... either of us."

Shauna closes her door, watching Troy leave through her shades. He looks over at the receptionist, taking a mint and giving a confident nod... "oh God, what am I gonna do now," she says to herself. "I'm taking my former girlfriend's adopted son slash lover to my house to give me oral, only so I can sex starve her to the point of him being able to finally go all the way with her. The fuck is happening to my life?" she thinks to herself.

-

Troy drove around for a while, thinking to himself about all that's happened. He's infatuated with his mom, and now her best friend's gonna give him everything he needs to start giving back to her. He hasn't told a soul, and isn't planning on it, but now, Lindsey's out on a run, and he needs to stay out of the house. The past week he's barely left, divulging into all his desires and still not getting enough.

Right now, he wants to be alone for a bit, gather his thoughts. He runs to Starbucks, grabbing an iced coffee, and drives into the far part of the parking lot and smokes a joint he had in his glove box. "Fuck... I gotta slow down. Mom's been nothing but good to me, and I was a dick to her this morning," he says to himself, sucking in the joint as car starts stinking of that smoky pungent smell of his cheap weed. His phone vibrates, and he sees that Lindsey had texted him a few times.

— I'm really sorry about this morning sweetie, anything I can do to make it up to you? —

— You're really sweet to think about me, and I just wanna take our time with all this —

— Do you wanna watch a movie tonight? —

Troy responded finally, "Hey, you're a great mom, I'm happy with how things are... yea let's go see a movie."

-

Lindsey had sat there for a while after Troy left. She wanted him to be happy, and she really wanted what he wanted, but she just couldn't wrap her mind around the sex. Getting him off was one thing, being lovers was another... at least in her mind. She was also scared of getting too serious, too fast, and the last thing she wanted was to lose Troy. She got on her exercise clothes, a tight sports bra, some yoga pants, and her dirty old running shoes.

She ran for several miles actually, trying to work off the stress and burn some calories after laying around all week. She'd stopped at a coffee shop, taking a break and texting Troy a bit, by the time he responded, she was still on her run.