Happy Bonding - 3

Mother and son are changing the family dynamics

Chapter 3
The months passed in a blur of deceit and passion. As the baby grew inside her, so did the bond between mother and son. They had created a new reality, a twisted version of the family they were meant to have. And as the due date approached, Sheila knew that their world was about to change forever.

But for now, they held onto the illusion of normalcy. They shared knowing looks, hidden touches, and whispered promises of a future together. The anticipation was agonizing, but the thought of their love being out in the open, untainted by secrets, was worth every lie she told to her husband.

Mark had noticed that something had changed between mother and son, but he blamed it on the pregnancy. It bothered him that his wife wouldn't let him touch her anymore, even though he knew she only loved him. How wrong he was. He would never get his beautiful wife on his cock again, but that was beyond his imagination.

Meanwhile, Alex turned his mother into his willing plaything. He lived out all his fantasies with the willing 40-year-old. He lovingly cared for all her holes, and she began to get used to it and look forward to every session. At first, she had her difficulties, partly because of the growing child in her belly and Alex's consideration for it. After all, it was his child.

So he concentrated on his mother's throat. She had a strong gag reflex, which Alex lovingly tended to at first. He gave his mother homework to train it as often as possible. Sheila was very reluctant and asked him to refrain, but she knew it wouldn't help. So they both trained, and at first, Sheila regularly vomited all over his cock. As punishment, she had to sink the vomit-covered cock deep into her throat again and again. That taught her a lesson.

When Alex wasn't there, she used her toothbrush, the handle of her hairbrush, and various dildos that she had bought with Mark's credit card. Mark naturally wanted to know what she had spent the money on, and she told him exactly what in a cold tone. He tried to tell her that she could fuck him and that she didn't need dildos, which made her furious and she accused him of having hurt her and the child the last time, even though he knew about her situation.

Mark turned pale with fear and tried to calm her down, but she showed no mercy and demanded that he make it up to her with more money and expensive presents. She also made it clear to him that he shouldn't expect to have sex with her for the time being. If he cheated on her, she would pluck him like a Christmas goose.

Mark was devastated, but was understanding and didn't want to lose Sheila under any circumstances. He knew he wasn't an alpha male and would never find a woman like that again. Sheila, on the other hand, increasingly enjoyed the power she had over Mark. Her tone towards him became harsher and more impatient.

One evening she ordered him to massage her, oil her pregnant belly and lick her pussy clean, which was soaked with sweat from the day. Mark did as he was told. She wanted to know how far she could go and demanded that he lick her asshole clean the next day. Mark didn't want to at first, but Sheila hissed venomously at him to finally do as he was told, and so Mark did. She ordered him to lie on his back and then she sat astride on his face with pleasure. Mark licked and licked as well as he could, but he was just a wimp, and so Sheila's sweet, wide ass slid and rubbed all over his wet face.

When her ass was finally in the right position to completely cover Mark's face, his nose in her cunt and his tongue working hard on her asshole, she called Alex to share in the fun. Mark was fully focused on satisfying her and didn't notice. She knew she was doing the right thing, and Alex took it all in. He was very happy for Sheila and congratulated her on her wonderful success with Mark. What a wonderful, emancipated woman.

Meanwhile, as Alex had requested, she practiced deep-throating with her new dildos. For the first time that evening, she managed to overcome her gag reflex. In her joy, the pregnant woman completely forgot about the man beneath her, who had his tongue deep in her asshole, and jubilantly stretched her arms and legs upwards so that her full weight was now resting on him. This success brought her to climax.

Before Mark passed out, he noticed his wife's orgasm and was pleased by it. He hoped she would appreciate his efforts and thus strengthen their bond. But the bond had long since been torn. Mark was just too stupid to notice.

Sheila’s climax was such a wonderful warm and heartbreaking feeling for her. When she came to her senses again, Mark lay unconscious and limp beneath her. She thought, what a wimp, and slapped him several times in the face. "Mark, wake up, come on." she yelled at him. With the fifth or sixth slap, he woke up, but she didn't notice and slapped him hard on the balls. Mark writhed, but Sheila just looked at him pityingly.

She had done it; her husband was subservient to her, and she had accomplished the task set before her by her son. She could hardly wait to show Alex what she accomplished. She was sooo proud of herself and rightly so.

Mark spent the rest of the evening taking care of his blue balls. When Alex returned home, Sheila immediately took loving care of him. Mark was a little jealous, but of course didn't say anything. Alex wanted to know how their day had been, even though he had overheard everything.

Mark tried to appear as normal as possible, but he was still a little dazed; his throat and face ached, as did his balls. "Everything's been normal today," Mark panted. "Maybe I've caught a bit of a cold," Mark said. "Yes, dad, that's what you sound like. Get some rest; after all, you're not so young anymore. Go rest, Mom and I'll fix dinner and then call you," Alex said. "Good idea, my good boy," Mark said, thinking, "At least someone's taking care of me."

As soon as Mark disappeared into the bedroom, Alex went to his pregnant mother, grabbed her braid, pulled her head back harshly, and said,

"So how was your day, my dear slut?".

"Absolutely wonderful, my darling." she said.

"What did you learn today?" Alex asked.

She immediately replied, "From now on, your father is my personal slut. I can overcome my gag reflex whenever I want to, and I'll only let you fuck me," she said.

"Wow, what an awesome day for you, Mom. Then show me what you've got, slut, and then make dinner," ordered Alex.

"But your father could come out of the room at any moment," she feared.

"Then go fast, my pretty one. My cum should disappear down your throat today," Alex said.

At that moment, Sheila was already opening his pants, and before his long, hard cock was even fully unwrapped, it disappeared into her mouth. Past her full red beautiful lips, over her long tongue, past her uvula, to the entrance of her throat, and then, bit by bit, deeper and deeper. She was so proud of herself and sought approval from her son. He looked down at her benevolently and praised her.

A pleasant shiver came over her, and she felt safe with her son's cock deep in her mouth. No remorse or second thoughts. This was reality now, and it was a good thing. Alex came hard in her throat, which widened considerably. His cock was young and strong, and Sheila felt that once again. She was so proud of him and herself.

After Sheila slowly pulled his beautiful, long cock out of her throat, she swallowed a few times and coughed a bit, gave him a deep French kiss, and prepared dinner. Alex and his mother ate and celebrated alone that evening. Mark stayed behind, hungry, and didn't complain. When his wife got into bed, she lay down next to him in disgust and deliberately kneed him in the balls again as she turned over. "Oh dear, please excuse me" she said with a malicious undertone.

Mark immediately apologized. "No need to apologize, you're welcome," she said, smiling. Mark didn't know what was happening to him. He felt the cold and didn't know what to do with it. He smiled back. Sheila turned around, and her last words to her husband that day were, "Tomorrow, please take care of my asshole and cunt again. Clean them thoroughly in the morning and evening. My juices should be able to flow freely." Mark said nothing, only a tear rolled down his face. "Understood?" Sheila snapped, and Mark simply said, "Yes, honey." She smiled contentedly. What a beautiful day and she fell asleep content.