The Available Mom Chapter 8

Chapter 8

"Good morning, Honey," I said into the phone. I stretched out in bed and took a deep breath, struggling to hold the phone to my ear.

"How did you sleep?" Mike asked.

"Really well," I said with a smile.

"Are the boys tiring you out?" He asked with a laugh.

"Yes they are," I replied with a smile. My mind went to Caleb fucking me in the ass the night before. The experience was still humming through my body and emotions. My left breast was slightly sore with a small bruise from my son's mouth and all I could do was smile bigger at the thought. "But it has been so good to have them here with me. We have been able to connect in so many new ways." I looked over at the dresser and the framed family pictures on it. They were similar to the ones we had downstairs in the guest room that I had looked at while Alex fucked me. "It really has been so good," I repeated.

"I am happy to hear it," Mike said, transitioning our conversation toward the real reason he called. "I have a few minutes before my next meeting and I wanted to just put a few things in your mind as you have the boys with you."

I let out a silent sigh. When Mike did this, I assumed it was convincing himself that he was being a good dad, by telling me what he wanted me to talk to the boys about. It was normal for him to do this, especially when he was going to be gone longer than expected. "Sure," I replied, sitting up in bed. "What's on your mind?"

"I was thinking about Alex and Tristan specifically," Mike said. "I know we have committed to paying for Tristan's last classes and the classes that Alex is taking. But I want them to get more focused..."

There was a soft knock on the bedroom door. I half-listened to Mike talking as I got up and opened the door. It was still early, so I was surprised to see him.

He looked at me questioningly, wordlessly wondering who I was talking to.

"Your father," I mouthed to him.

He nodded and before he could turn to go, I grabbed his hand and gently pulled him into the room.

"So what do you think?" Mike asked me. "I know you don't want to push them, but I think we need to motivate them more."

"I hear you," I said to Mike. I led Tristan to the bed and had him sit on the edge. He looked at me with desire and I winked at him as I got down on my knees in front of him. I shrugged the phone to my ear as I pulled down Tristan's pajama bottoms with both hands. His semi-hard cock lay in front of me. "But, we don't see everything, Mike. They might be more motivated than you think."

Tristan gripped his cock and began to slowly stroke it to life in front of me, the soft slapping sound of his hand moving against his balls was the perfect background to Mike's phone call.

"I know you need to take their side, Sarah. You are their mother. I-I don't want to fight about this. I just want to be sure we are pushing them into things that are important," Mike said. I could feel his frustration because I wasn't acquiescing to him. "What I mean is--"

I leaned forward and took Tristan's dickhead into my mouth. It was going to be too hard to bob up and down on him while on the phone but I needed to taste him. "Mmm Hmm," I muttered with my mouth full to whatever Mike's question was. That seemed to lead him into his next point, so he kept talking.

Tristan looked down at me, focused on my mouth as he slowly stroked his cock from balls to my mouth and back again. It was deeply intimate.

"Honestly, Tristan is so busy chasing girls all the time I don't think he is ever going to move forward or finish in any time soon," Mike said.

I pulled off Tristan's cock head and said, "Mike, he is going to finish when he is ready." My eyes locked on my son's.

"You have more faith in him than I do, honestly," Mike replied. "All I am saying is that, with him in the house right now, this is a great time to bring up these things with him."

"Mmm Hmm," I replied as I resumed sucking Tristan's cockhead.

He looked at me intensely and kept stroking. It felt like he was slowly feeding me his cock. The sensation of his cock in my mouth and his hand tapping my lips as he stroked lulled me into needing him more and more.

Every mom needs to have her son's cock in her mouth like this. This is what it was to be a mother.

"So do you think you can talk to him about all this? Look, I know it is a lot, but he listens better to you. You guys have such a good connection," Mike continued.

I pulled off my son's cock again. "Yes, I can talk to him," I said. I stood up and began to wiggle out of my shorts. Tristan pulled them down quickly and I stepped out of them. "Don't worry, I will make sure it is taken care," I said to Mike as I straddled Tristan.

Tristan guided me to his cock and I pressed down on it as he gripped my ass and pushed me down.

"Oh fuck," I mouthed in pleasure as my son's erect dick filled me perfectly.

"Thank you, dear," Mike said, happy that he had my commitment to parenting for him. "So what is your plan for the day?"

I held the phone with one hand, my other hand on Tristan's shoulder as I started to move up and down on him. The soft squelch of my wetness gripping him and sliding up and down on his shaft was like a gentle fleshy drum in the background.

"I might try to get a workout in. Maybe get one of the boys to come with me," I said as I looked into Tristan's eyes. I started to bounce faster as he moved me by his firm grip on my ass cheeks.

"Good luck with that!" Mike said with a laugh. "I can't imagine you would get one of those lazy kids to workout with you."

I bit my lip as I saw Tristan's eyes fluttering. I was bouncing fast on him now and I knew he was chasing his orgasm. I moved with his rhythm, moving my hips in a tight circle as I slid up and down on his wet, hard cock. "I can be pretty persuasive," I said to Mike. "You underestimate me."

Mike laughed and said, "No I don't. You are an amazing woman."

Tristan kept looking at me. His fingers digging into the flesh of my ass cheeks as it felt like he was using my ass cheeks like two handles to fuck me.

I knew he was close. I nodded to him and kept going, wanting my son's full nuts from his morning wood to empty into me. "Don't you forget that, husband," I said to Mike, trying to manage my breathing.

"I never do," Mike replied. "Ok I need to run. I will call you later."

"Ok," I managed. "Love you."

"You too," he said.

I hung the phone up and tossed it on the bed, bouncing fast on Tristan's cock. The rhythm was fast, even and perfect. I felt my orgasm careening toward me. "Give me that cum, honey. Give Mommy that fucking cum," I said to him in a maternal tone full of desire.

He grunted and started to spasm. His grip was so tight on my ass that I felt like a fuck toy that he was pumping himself into. The bed squeaked as he thrust himself up as he brought me down on him.

"Yes, baby!" I said to him in a stronger maternal tone, like I was urging him to swim to the side of the pool when he was young. "Give it to Mommy. Give me that dick milk! Yes! Good boy! Empty those fucking balls into me. I need it! Yes! Give Mommy--"

"Grr-Ah! Ah!" Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap. He groaned and our bodies slapped together as his dick seemed to explode with warmth inside of me.;

Riding a man as he is cumming hard is one of the most erotic experiences for me. Doing it to my son like this was almost more than I could handle. My own orgasm ripped through my body and pelvis like a laser of pleasure. My clit slammed his pubic both and all I could do was keep bouncing on him, holding my arms over his shoulders.

He looked at me with a half open mouth. His face riddled in pleasure as I kept bouncing and he kept that firm hold on my ass cheeks. This is what all moms and sons need: bodies fully joined and mommy's pussy milking the precious viscous load out of his cum-laden balls.

To say it felt good would be the understatement of the year. To say that we both needed it was equally underselling the experience. I let out a gasp as I realized I was gripping him so hard with my pussy that I was holding my breath. We both did what we could to keep going until we were both certain we couldn't milk anymore pleasure or any more ejaculate from the situation.

I sat on him like that for a moment. He was breathing heavily and took several breaths to calm down.

Finally he looked up at me and said, "So, um, how is Dad and his trip and all that?"

I smiled at him. "He is fine. Nothing new to report." I leaned forward and kissed his forehead. "Do you know if the others are up? Want me to make breakfast?"

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"All three of us?" Caleb asked. He held his coffee mug in both hands, his mouth open.

Tristan and Alex sat on either side of the table and I was across from him.

I nodded and then said, "Yes. It is all very recent and I don't want there to be any secrets between us."

Caleb nodded. He was very thoughtful. The tension in the room was heavy with revelation, but after what had happened with Tristan that morning, I just felt like we all needed to be on the same page.

"So dad doesn't know?" Caleb asked.

"No," Tristan said and I nodded in agreement.

"Are we going to tell him when he gets back?" He asked.

I took a deep breath. "For now, no," I replied. "What is between my boys and I stays between us, for now. Do you remember when Tristan crashed the car?"

"It wasn't a crash. It was a scratch," Tristan said.

"It was a big scratch," Alex said with a laugh.

Caleb smiled and nodded, "Yeah, of course."

"Your father was out of town, on an extended trip. I handle most of the money stuff and so we got it fixed, and figured it out. I knew he was going to respond in a way that wasn't really going to teach Tristan, or any of you much other than to be afraid to drive again. So we kept it from him. He still doesn't know and it doesn't matter," I paused and then continued, "Then there was the time that you got in trouble at school for correcting your teacher."

Caleb laughed.

"There are plenty of things he doesn't know. Our understanding as parents is that mom handles a lot of the kid stuff. We have our relationship and secrets and he is aware of that. He knows there are things he doesn't know. This will just be part of that list," I said.

He nodded, then asked, "What about David?"

"David doesn't know and I am not sure if anything will happen with him," I replied simply

Caleb nodded. He looked at his brothers and then back at me and said, "Mom, you are the best mom ever."

I smiled at him. "I am just your mom, doing my best to love and take care of you boys."

Alex grabbed my hand and squeezed it. Tristan took my other hand and squeezed it.

I looked at all three of them and my heart swelled. "Let's do something fun today. Just the four of us."

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The weather was nice and on a bit of a whim we decided to go miniature golfing. It seemed like a bit of a left turn and a juvenile activity, but ten minutes in, the boys were talking trash and I felt like I was on a first date; with all of them.

As a mom, it was easy to be in the moment with all three of them individually and together. We had done this for years and now as we played and flirted, it just felt like another sweet family outing.

Alex held my hand when the other two were hitting or getting concessions, Tristan picked a flower for me and Caleb kept score for me and was clear that I had a couple of free retries. We laughed and played and by the end of the round we opted to go get dinner.

We went to the diner near our house, ordered food and continued on with the night. Alex brought some cards and soon we were playing poker for french fries. Naturally, Caleb took all our food as he seemed to always have a knack for winning games. Alex held my hand under the table the whole time and I held it, rubbing my thumb on his hand as maternally and lovingly as I could. Tristan, teased me in that sweet, forgiving way that he did and Caleb always kept his foot under the table, near mine.

Nowhere in my wildest dreams did I believe I would feel so close to my three sons as I did now. I knew that all of them, even my insecure Alex, felt as connected to me. Only a mom's heart can do this.

After dinner we drove home in a quiet joy. Just basking in the fun time we had out together. I hold Tristan's hand in the back of the car and listen to Alex and Caleb talk about new strategies for whatever board game they were going to play. I put my head on my son's shoulder and smiled. Then I sent a text to my husband.

Me: I am going to go to bed early, love. I will call you tomorrow morning.

A few minutes later Mike replied.

Mike: Good night. Say good night to the boys for me.

Me: I will.

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It began in the living room.

Tristan and Caleb were getting something to drink in the kitchen and Alex sat next to me on the couch. He held my hand, then leaned over and kissed my neck. It tickled with warmth from his mouth, wetness from his lips and the tingle of his breath. He seemed to nip at my neck and goosebumps ran over my body. I turned my head and kissed him, my tongue rubbing with his gently as his hand touched my knee.

We broke our kiss and he helped me take my shirt off. He folded down the front of my bra and started to lick my nipple. My body tingled more and held his head as he suckled my nipple. He looked perfect there, sucking my nipple as my youngest son and my lover. I could feel his fixation with my tits and I loved it. I reached back and unsapped my bra to give him more access to me.

Caleb and Tristan entered the room quietly. They sat in the two chairs opposite the couch and watched as Alex licked, sucked and loved on my breast. I beckoned them over and Caleb stood up and walked over to us. Alex continued to suck my breast and I reached for Caleb, grasping the front of his pants, pulling at his belt buckle.

He undid his belt and unzipped his pants as my searching hand found his erect cock. This was what it meant to be a mom: to feel two of your sons like this at once. Skin on skin. I gripped his penis and pulled it, trying to bring him closer.

Alex pulled his mouth off my tit and stood up.

I looked up at him and then Caleb as I sat on the edge of the couch. I kept stroking Caleb slowly and I said to Alex, "Take it out for Mommy."

Alex nodded and took his pants down, his erection pointing at me and pulsing. I smiled at him, clutched him by the balls, leaned forward and started to suck him. My other hand gripping Caleb.

I had some friends that had been with two men before and one of the major comments I heard was that after a moment it was impossible to distinguish them. That was not the case with my sons. Not remotely. I knew them. Intimately. I knew Alex's cock. How it tasted and felt and I knew Caleb was different. I loved them both.

I pulled off Alex and went to Caleb, sucking him hungrily. My fingers massaged Alex's balls as Caleb looked down at me and groaned while I sucked him. I took him deep, held it and then pulled off, looking up at my boys. Tristan was now standing with them and I looked up at him. "Take it out for Mommy," I said to him.

They stood around me in a triangle and I went from dick to dick, sucking one, and stroking the other two. Feelings and memories of tucking them in over the years, reading stories and going to sports games and focusing so much on loving them all equally flowed through me. My boys each needed me and I was here for them. I was available.

My head bobbed up and down on Alex's cock, very slowly, deliberately and gently. I used suction to love on it and to make him know I was here. Then I sucked down some precum and looked up at Alex as his dick popped out of my mouth. "I love your cock, baby," I said to him. He smiled at me.

I went to work on Caleb's erection. His dick was so hard and it matched his intensity. I took a few seconds and focused on fucking his dick with my mouth, making sure he could hear and feel the muffled sounds from my throat. Then I held him deep and he groaned, his hand gripping my hair. I pulled off and looked up at him. I could see he was fully present here with his mom and brothers.

I turned to Tristan and licked his shaft. Pushing it up to his tummy and licking it up and down, then sucking the tip. I used my mouth to make love to his member, sucking and kissing it. I then licked his balls and a smile curled the edges of my working mouth as he groaned. I made sure he felt like a man: seen, loved and passionate. I sucked on his balls and looked up at him with love.

I did this a few times, focusing on each boy in the way they needed while their brothers watched and shared me.

Soon, Tristan pulled me to him and I was straddling him. I looked in his eyes as he entered me. I groaned and then leaned forward to kiss him. I rode him slowly and deliberately. I turned my head and Alex kissed me and my heart melt. My body was on fire. My boys were with me. Alex's mouth was hungry and eager, kissing me tenderly. I turned and kissed Caleb and our mouth crashed intensely. Both may hands reached for my boys and I found a cock in each hand. Caleb broke our kiss and then guided his cock to my mouth.

While riding Tristan, I couldn't find a rhythm to suck, so Caleb held my head and fucked my mouth while I held Alex's cock for support. This was another moment that I knew I loved being a mother. I could be there for all of them, I was enough.

Caleb pulled his dick out of my mouth and moved away. I turned and focused on Alex. I started to suck him when I felt Caleb behind me. His fingers probing my ass. I knew what he was going to do and I knew that I needed him to do it. I needed them all to do what they needed to do. We needed each other.

Alex took after his brother and started to fuck my mouth, he gripped my hair and thrust, not too hard but hard enough for me to enough his cock hitting the back of my throat and his balls against my chin. I groaned with a full mouth as Caleb started to push his dick into my ass. He felt big. I felt full. I pulled away from Alex and looked up at him. My eyes met his and looked down on me with love and lust in the way only he could.

Tristan gripped my ass, held me open for his brother. Caleb's dickhead was pressing and circling my asshole. I kept my eyes on Alex. He gripped my hair in his fist and I felt his confidence in a new way.

I wasn't sure if I could do what they needed. I kept eyes on Alex. He tightened his grip, looked back at Caleb trying to enter my asshole then back to me and he nodded. He said, "Relax Mommy. We are here. Your boys are here. In a gentle, sweet gesture he rubbed his cock on my chin and cheek then over my lips. I opened my mouth for his cock.

"Oh fuck!" I cried out around Alex's cock as Caleb's dickhead pushed into my asshole.

"Ah!" Caleb groaned as I squeezed his dick with my ass with everything I had. "Take my cock, Mom. Take my cock, Mom. Oh fuck! Take it. A little more. Ah! Holy shit. Holy shit."

I pulled off Alex's dick and grabbed it with both hands and Tristan and Caleb both back to move. My mouth was wide open and I looked back at Caleb. His eyes were fixed on my ass, taking his cock. Tristan was beneath me, holding my hips, his dick in my pussy. Emotion ran over me like a hot shower. My body and soul were fully connected to my three boys in this moment. I looked down at Tristan and kissed him and then I went back and started to suck on Alex's cock again.

I made muffled sounds as my body felt full and on fire with love, lust and motherhood. Every mom needs to be in the middle of her boys just like this. I couldn't move with them, and Caleb took control, holding me in place. He fucked my as from behind while Tristan thrust up into me. At the same time, Alex held my hair and fucked my mouth.

I wanted this to be the background wallpaper on my phone. This image. This moment. I wanted to always feel this. An orgasm hit me like a truck. I was taking too much and feeling too much and overwhelmed by what was happening to notice it coming. I made a muffled groan on alex's cock and they continued to fuck me.

The next orgasm made me see nothing but light and ran through my lower half like lightning. I felt Alex hold one of my hands as he kept his dick in my mouth. I listened to my boys and started to cry with love. Their distinct voices blending together like a Mother's Day card.

"Yes Mom!"

"Ah! Fuck."

"You are so beautiful."

"Ah! Yes!"

"Swallow my dick, Mommy. Swallow my dick!"

"Yes Mommy! Your ass! Take it!"

"I am gonna cum! Fuckkk!"

Tristan came first, slamming his dick up into me. He gripped my body in his arms and thrust, groaning against the flesh of my chest.

Caleb came next. He was pounding his cock into me from behind so hard that I would have fallen over if Tristan and Alex weren't holding me. He slammed his cock all the way into my ass and then bucked his hips against me, shooting his load into my deepest place.

I didn't know where I ended and either of them began.

Alex kept his hand on my hair and I felt this look on me. He needed me. He needed Mommy to see him. I looked up at him as best as I could through blurry and teary eyes. My eyes met his and he was thrusting harder, his dick hitting the back of my mouth again and again. I could see the need in his face and confidence. He gripped my hair with both hands and then it happened:: he let himself lose control. He looked at me and we held that passionate look as he fucked my mouth the way he needed to fuck it. I was so proud of him.

I could barely breathe, he was thrusting so fast and hard, but I kept looking at him. My heart was bursting with love for my youngest son. His brothers urged him on.

"That's it, Alex. Fuck it! Fuck Mom's mouth!"

"Keep going! Don't stop! Blow your fucking load in Mom's mouth!"

I was so proud of them. Alex grunted and his cock gave spurt and then erupted in my mouth. He held my hair and cried out with pleasure.

They say that every mom will never forget the birth of their children and that is 100% true. But I will say that I will never forget the moment my three sons came in me in quick succession: my pussy, ass and mouth. No thank you, no present, no special dinner, or spa day and certainly no Mother's Day card could ever compare to this. As I swallowed Alex's cum, my tears ran with tears from all the love I was giving and receiving from my sons.

I swallowed as best as I could and then took a gasping breath. My boys held me, Caleb's cock all the way in my ass, Tristan in my pussy and Alex's spent dick in my hand.

"I love you, boys," I managed to say.