"Oh fuck me Mark!" Jennifer yelled as her husband fucked her from behind.
Mark and Jennifer just got into a huge fight, and they are now making up in the only way they know how.
"Oh yeah baby! Fill me up, fill me up with your cum!" Jennifer yelled.
Whenever the couple got into a fight, they would always make up with hot, steamy sex. Was it the most healthy thing to do? They didn't know, but they also didn't care. It worked for them and they enjoyed it. They've never had a fight that didn't end with Mark's cock deep inside his wife.
"Oh fuck I'm cumming!" Mark moaned.
Make up sex was always their favourite sex to have. It was always the hottest and most intense sex they ever had.
"YESSS FILL ME!"
Mark emptied his load deep inside his wife. He pulled out of his wife and they cuddled up on the bed. They gave each other soft kisses.
"I love making up," Jennifer said before drifting off to sleep.
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2 years later.
"Oooooohhhhh," Jennifer moaned as she fingered herself.
Her husband, Mark, passed away a few months ago.
Jennifer has not dealt with her husband's passing well. She's been grieving and crying everyday. She's been mad, sad, infuriated, but she's also been very sexually frustrated. Jennifer and Mark had a very active sex life. Mark used to fuck her daily, sometimes even more often if their 20 year son, Alex, wasn't home. For Jennifer to go from all that sex to no sex was hard for her, so she's been masturbating often to cope with it.
Jennifer continued fingering herself, increasing her speed as she neared orgasm.
"OH YESSS!" she moaned.
She was so close, seconds away from cumming, and then she heard the front door open.
"Mom I'm home!" Alex yelled from downstairs.
"Fuck," Jennifer whispered as she reluctantly removed her fingers from her dripping pussy. She's never been closer to orgasm without cumming before in her entire life.
Jennifer put her panties back on and then put some leggings on top. She went downstairs and saw Alex sitting on the couch with his feet up.
"How many times have I told you to not put your feet up on my couch?" Jennifer asked, clearly upset.
Jennifer was very sexually frustrated right now that anything would set her off. She knew it wasn't Alex's fault he came home at the wrong time, preventing her orgasm, but her lack of release was making her easily agitated anyways.
Alex could tell his mother was mad at something so he just took his feet down without complaint.
Jennifer went to the kitchen and noticed the full trash can.
"Why have you not taken out the trash yet?" Jennifer asked her son, still clearly annoyed.
"Uh I-" Alex started before getting cut off.
"Uh, Uh, Uh," Jennifer said mockingly. "Just be useful for once and take it out."
Alex got up quickly and went to get the trash bag. He put on his shoes and took the bag outside.
Jennifer sat down and opened her phone. She opened her bank app and saw a charge from their combined bank account for $200. After Mark passed away, Jennifer and Alex got a combined account.
She noticed that the $200 was withdrawn at a strip club. Alex blew $200 at a strip club.
Alex walked back inside, not knowing what was awaiting him.
"THAT'S IT! FIRST YOU PUT YOUR FEET ON THE COUCH, THEN YOU FORGET TO TAKE OUT THE TRASH, AND NOW I FIND OUT YOU BLEW $200 AT A FUCKING STRIP CLUB! YOU KNOW HOW TIGHT MONEY IS RIGHT NOW. OH AND YOU INTERRUPTED MY ORGA- NEVERMIND. BUT STILL, I'M SICK OF IT!" Jennifer screamed at her son.
"Mom I'm sorr-" Alex started before being cut off.
"I DON'T WANT TO FUCKING HEAR IT ALEX. I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU FOR THE REST OF THE NIGHT!"
Jennifer stormed off to her room and slammed her door shut while Alex went to his.
Jennifer sat on her bed and thought about what just happened. She had a right to be mad. Alex was 20 years old and still acted like a child. He certainly didn't look like a child though. Jennifer hated to admit it but her son had grown up very nicely. He was almost a spitting image of his dad, and Jennifer had definitely noticed.
"Maybe I overreacted," Jennifer thought to herself. "I'm only this mad because I didn't cum. Actually, I could masturbate right now. Alex won't be coming here anytime soon."
She stripped out of her leggings and then removed her panties. Within seconds her fingers were deep inside her pussy. She fantasized about her husband fucking her as she fingered herself, but the more she thought about it, the more she realized that Alex and Mark look so similar, that her fantasies were getting distorted between her husband and son.
She tried to picture Mark but the face in her fantasies would look like Alex. She knew she should stop, but she was so sexually frustrated and needed to cum so badly, even if it was to fantasies of her own son.
"Ohhhh," she moaned as quietly as she could.
She was getting closer, and closer, and closer, until finally, *knock knock knock.*
"GOD DAMMIT!" Jennifer said a lot louder than she intended.
"One second," she said loudly.
She reached down to get her panties and pants, and once again put them on without having achieved an orgasm.
She put her leggings on and then yelled "come in!"
Alex opened his mother's bedroom door and was about to speak until he smelt something funky in the air.
Even though Jennifer never came, her room still smelt like sex, albeit a lot less than it would have had she came.
Alex ignored it and began to talk.
"Mom, I just want to say that I'm sorry for how I've been acting lately. You're right, I'm 20 years old and it's time I start acting like it. First thing tomorrow morning I'll apply to as many jobs as I can. I'll start respecting the house rules and will treat the house properly. Also, and most importantly, I'm going to start treating you with the respect you deserve. You've sacrificed so much for me, and you're a strong, independent, beautiful woman. It's time I start treating you as such," he said.
Jennifer stood up and walked over to her son. She looked at him for a couple seconds before pulling him in for a hug. For a moment while they hugged, Jennifer forgot who she was with. Mark and Alex look so much alike, they sound alike, they act alike, and Jennifer was so frustrated and horny that the next thing she did was just an immediate reaction.
"Apology accepted, I'm so happy we made up," she whispered into his ear. She then pulled back and planted a kiss on her son's lips while grabbing his crotch. Alex was frozen in shock. Jennifer dropped to her knees, kissed her son's quickly growing bulge, and began undoing her son's belt before he said "uhhhh mom? What are you doing?"
Jennifer snapped back to reality. This wasn't Mark, this was her own son.
Jennifer quickly stood up.
"Oh my god Alex! I'm so sorry!" Jennifer exclaimed.