He ran up the stairs two at a time. He could hear them arguing and knew, by the tone of his mother’s voice, that if he didn’t intervene soon, things would reach a point where something drastic would happen.
Giancarlo Carluciano, the prodigal son of Donna Maria, had been in Italy. He had been conducting business on the family’s behalf when he got the news of his father’s death. He wanted to come home right away, but was told not to. Now he had returned just in time to hear the arguments. When he inquired, he was told it was his mother and her consigliere, Loranzo Spatafora. Two hot-headed people who rarely gave in to their ideas once they were formed.
Without knocking, Giancarlo opened the door to his mother’s office. They both turned towards him angrily, not wanting to be disturbed. Both people’s faces relaxed as soon as they saw him.
“Giancarlo, my love, when did you get in? I’ve missed you so much.”
His mother walked over and hugged him close before giving him a deep peck on the lips. He looked at them both and asked what was going on.
Lorenzo looked at him, seeming exhausted. “She wants to go to all-out war against the remaining four families. I have tried to explain that it would be suicide for us. Even if we got the two remaining families involved, we would be understaffed and would lose so much. I don’t think we would be able to recover from it.”
She looked at him angrily. “We need to strike while the iron is hot. They are all demoralised, seeing that we have now taken over two families. They won’t be able to fight back.
“On the contrary, they will be on their guard; they will know something is up. It is better to negotiate with them and do something down the line.”
Giancarlo took his mother’s hand and led her to her rooms. “I think it’s best you both relax for a bit. You can both talk when you have calmed down. You’re not thinking straight when you are angry. Consigliere, go to your rooms and draw up a plan of what you are thinking, and I will talk with Mother. I will then look at both plans, and we will work out the best way to move forward.”
Lorenzo nodded and walked out as Giancarlo led Donna Maria into her rooms.
Giancarlo sat on her bed and motioned for her to sit on the floor beneath him. She sat down in a hump and grunted as Giancarlo started to massage her neck. If there was one thing he knew, it was that when his mother was angry, she didn’t think straight, and one of the best ways to clear her mind was a good massage.
Donna Maria shrugged off her jacket as her son’s hands began kneading her shoulders, releasing tension. His hands worked magic on her, and her low moans made him smile. He knew it was working.
His hand slid over her neck and shoulders, making her relax. He leaned forward, kissing the top of her head, his hand sliding into her bra and cupping one of her breasts. She leaned back, her head resting on his crotch as both hands slowly caressed her breasts. His fingers flicked over her nipples, which were already standing to attention.
Donna Maria reached behind, unclasping her bra and letting it fall away. She just relaxed and felt it all wash away as he carried on massaging her shoulders and caressing her chest.
“I’ve missed you,” she murmured.
“I’ve missed you, too, Mother.”
Donna Maria sat up and turned to face him. Their heads moved closer, and their lips touched. They slowly started to kiss, his hands caressing her breasts as her hand started to rub the visible outline of his erection over his trousers.
Giancarlo gently pulled away and undid his trousers, letting them drop as he pulled down his boxers at the same time. He sat back down as his mother gripped his hard cock. They kissed each other again before she moved her head to his crotch, taking his cock into her mouth.
Their eyes never left each other’s as Donna Maria slowly started to suck her son’s cock, taking his shaft all the way down her throat. Giancarlo slid his hand through his mother’s hair, massaging her scalp as she started to massage his balls, sucking hard on the tip.
“Mother. Take off your skirt and lie back on the bed.”
They both stood up. Donna Maria pulled down her skirt and panties and sat back on the bed. Giancarlo pulled off the rest of his clothes and got to his knees in front of his mother. She purred as he spread her pussy lips open and buried his head between her legs.
His mouth clamped over her pussy, sucking her and flicking his tongue over her clit. She moaned and whimpered, encouraging him to continue. His hand slid under her buttock, pushing her hips up to his face as he ate her out, her head snapping back in pleasure.
“Yes, baby, you make Mommy so happy.”
She only used the term “mommy” when she was frisky with him. Since his eighteenth birthday, she had been grooming him in the family way. It was the same as she used with some of her subordinates. It was a way to keep him loyal. He didn’t seem to mind, as when things went wrong with his love life, his mother was always there.
Giancarlo stood up and leaned over his mother’s amazing body. He lay directly on top of her, their bodies pressed together, as he slowly entered her. Donna Maria wrapped her arms and legs around him as he slowly started to move in and out.
Donna Maria buried her head in her son’s shoulder, gently biting him as they made love, her moans urging him on. Giancarlo rolled over, making his mother lie flat on top of him. They held each other as he slowly pushed his hips up into her aching pussy. She moved her lips to his, locking him in a passionate kiss.
“Yes, honey. Make love to me. I have missed you so much. No one compares to your father, but you are the only one who comes close.”
He pulled her even closer, crooking his legs and slamming up into her harder, making her grunt and whimper in pleasure. Her body shook in pleasure as her orgasm slowly rippled through her body. He seemed to know exactly how to control her, and she seemed lost in his eyes as they glazed over in sheer pleasure.
She climbed off him and lay back beside him, panting. He smiled down at her and sat on the edge of the bed. He patted his lap and laughed. She smiled and clambered towards him, lowering herself onto his hard shaft. She sat on his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck, her breasts once more pressed against his chest.
She bounced on his lap as he held onto her hips, helping her ride him. He kissed and bit her neck, leaving marks on her.
“I’m going to cum, Mother.” He grunted.
Donna Maria climbed off him quickly and got to her knees between his legs and wrapped her lips around his cock, sucking him hungrily. Giancarlo held the back of her head, gently pushing his cock down her throat. He held her there and let out a low groan as he flooded her throat with his warm love juice. She kept her eyes fixed on him as she swallowed his load without complaint. She sucked him for a few seconds more before pulling away from him.
Giancarlo collapsed back on the bed as his mother climbed on top of him and cuddled up. They slowly kissed before she nuzzled up to him, kissed his neck, and closed her eyes.
oO0Oo
“Lorenzo, my mother would like to say something to you.”
It was the next morning, and they were once more in Donna Maria’s office. She was sitting behind her desk with her son by her side. Lorenzo stood in front of them, not sure of what was to come. To his surprise, she wasn’t angry anymore; in fact, she was more on his wavelength.
“Lorenzo, my loyal friend, you are right. Giancarlo has advised me on a great way to go forward, and we wanted to discuss it with you. In the meantime, he has suggested I make amends for our little argument we had yesterday.”
Donna Maria stood up, walked around her desk, and stood in front of Larenzo. She smiled at him, cupped his crotch, and gently gave him a peck on the lips. Donna Maria got to her knees in front of him and unbuckled his belt. She gently unzipped him and pulled down his trousers and underpants, freeing his already growing cock.
She wrapped her hand around his cock, gently stroking him to full hardness, and started to lick up and down his stiff member. She took his cock into her mouth, taking his cock all the way down her throat.
It wasn’t long before she was sucking him hard, slurping and making a lot of noise, adding to the eroticism of it all. He slid his hand through her hair; his head tilted back in pleasure. His light moans and whimpers urging her on.
Giancarlo sat on the edge of the desk, watching his mother go to town on the older man’s cock. He gently rubbed at his crotch, getting off by watching his mother. He could see his mother cup Lorenzo’s balls, caressing and kneading them. He could see them bouncing slowly as Lorenzo struggled to stay in control.
“Don’t worry, man, shoot your load down mom’s throat.”
As if to agree with him, Donna Maria made a noise, almost like a purr. Lorenzo knew he couldn’t hold back, so he just let go. With a pleasurable sigh, he let go of his inhibitions, and he started to shoot his load. Donna Maria sucked him hungrily, swallowing his cum and licking him clean.
Donna Maria stood up. She pulled Lorenzo close and kissed him passionately.
“Giancarlo has an idea that I think you may be in line with. He also says that he has improved his marksmanship since he was last here, so I have decided that we will all go to the range to watch him practice.”
To Be Continued…
