Ultimate Mother Fucking 7

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It was just so fucking beautiful to have such a pretty, sexy mother
all taped up so cute. Every mom should be so naked and fucking
helpless for their kids... even if it might piss the mommy-bitch off a
little.

So what though? Once a cute little mommy was all stripped naked,
slapped around a little until she got calmed down enough to tape up so
fucking hot... and then maybe taken for a test ride or three... what
the fuck problems was the bitch still going to be giving her kid?

None... by the time any mom had been stripped naked and given so much
hot foreplay like the boy had been willing to play through these past
couple weeks, then the mom wasn't really any problems at all anymore.
Maybe if she got a little pissed off that the kid had yanked her hands
behind her back again and taped her wrists to elbows, it was just too
fucking bad... it made her tits stickup nicer... and it calmed things
down too... just like the duct tape wrapped around her mouth a couple
times quieted things better too.

It was nice just to get a little piece and quiet... at least without
Mom yacking herself. She had been yacking far too much all day long...
ever since the boy had brought a few friends back to the apartment to
help put the first rape to the bitch. The fucking way she was trying
to scream for half the attack, a kid might almost think that the really
was trying to getaway before all that cock was put right to the little
bitch.

Not that it really mattered... whether she was still acting like she
didn't want it or not. She was still yapping enough even a few hours
past the first rape so as the kid figured some tape over the mouth
would be a little more peaceful for himself... Mom could still cling to
her protest right up to the bitter end if she really fucking thought it
was worth it... wouldn't change anything... if she was into game
playing then Heaven only knew the boy had played his own share of games
on the sexy mommy-fuck himself as he had systematically worked towards
her total seduction to the point where he now just had her all taped
down on the families couch just waiting for the kid to get a full sperm
buildup for his first actual breeding of her that he was just about to
put to her.

With Mom all taped up nice and peaceful like, it probably was more
conducent for the kid's relaxation and sperm replenishment. He hadn't
actually shot into his mother's fertile and unprotected ovulating womb
earlier when he had taken a turn at the rape-date with the black kids
whom he had fixed up for the foreplay party... none of the kids had...
everyone had been under very strict orders to pull their shooting
pricks out of whichever of Mom's sexy, tight little holes they were
busy screwing to shoot all over either her face or her tits...

the kid had lied to his friends and told them that he didn't want his
mother impregnated... raped but not bred. Everyone had an easier time
with the distinction... after all, in this neighborhood 95% of all the
young mothers would be getting raped by either their own children, or
the kid's best friends.... but there was always the unwritten code that
you tried not to impregnate another kid's mom cause money was just too
damn tight.

Of course, the boy was really kinky enough that he did actually want
his mother bred and money be damned... he'd raise enough coin to feed
the new mouth later by working his mother on a few street corners and
doing some shit on the Internet too... it wasn't that the boy didn't
really want his mother impregnated at all... and it wasn't even that
the kid wasn't allowing his young black friends to sperm into his
mother's cunt because he was opposed to black-breeding her... in fact
he definitely did have some very firm longer term plans that his mother
would positively be black impregnated later... but for Mom's first new
breeding, the boy wanted to be certain that the next bastard was his.
It would just be more special having a mother-son baby... would the kid
be the boy's son or daughter? Or a little brother-sister? And not
only would Mom's new baby be her fourth child, but it would be her
first grand-kid too... Mom was going to be a grandma in her early
thirties... and in about six-seven years when the first grand-kid got
old enough to take his own go at the bitch, she could become a
great-grandmother before age forty.

Such delicious laughs were why incest was best.

Delicious laughs and just being able to look down at one's own mother
taped up so fucking cute, all naked on the family couch... the kid
casually continued to squeeze and pinch his mother's breasts as he bent
over to lick at her face some more...

'shh... it's okay Mom... don't keep recoiling so... you're going to
make me feel bad if you don't start responding better. Your tits are
responding nice... your nipples are fuck-hard... I don't think they
have ever been any fucking harder, have they? Huh... and you know how
wet your pussy is... I shoved that cucumber in pretty easy didn't I?
Yeah... it went up nice and easy... maybe even as easy as I will put my
cock into you here in just a little bit now... I want you ready to
totally moan though Mom. You're going to fucking stop acting like you
don't love this... I want you begging for the baby when we do it... you
know how that song goes... the one about some little fuck that got
herself all knocked up again? The guys says she is having a baby and
it's the most wonderful way for her to tell him that she loves him. I
know you love me Mom... even when you were being difficult the last
couple weeks, you showed me a lot of love with all the fun we were
having... but I still am not sure that you love me all the way and
really want my baby yet. You know, I had to tape you all up again
cause you were being too fucking difficult there... I just wanted to
show you some movies I made of some of our fun the last couple weeks
but you are too small-minded... I can't fucking understand your
problems with pornography at all... you're going to be a regular movie
star now... you should love to see how pretty you look on the
television. Once I have your Internet site made up, me and you can get
high-speed access and sit down to just browse through all your pictures
that will be up there for hours. I think I want to have a really
interactive site... you're too dumb to know what that means, but
basically the way I see it, when anyone types in www.mysexslavedmom.com
they would end up with a picture of you on the front screen looking
straight into the camera with the biggest smile on that pretty little
face of yours.... I think maybe you will be on your knees for the
opening shot too... and I will have you in a little semicircle of the
boys. You looked so beautiful earlier today in your various little
combo interracial sandwichings the boys had you in... black and white
is such a pretty contrast, don't you think? Don't get too horny now
though... for the opening shot you wouldn't be getting any of that big
nigger cock that you loved today though... the opening shot can't be
hard-core... the boys would just be holding your hair to show you are a
good little sex-slave-mommy... and their big cocks would be aimed at
you but none would be in you. To see any real pictures of any of your
sexy little holes getting filled, a person would need to click on the
part of your body they love most... ass guys would then see where I
have your video clips of you getting wrecked... tit guys would go to
titty heaven and see all the great footage we will have of you being
titty fucked and stuff... pussy guys would go straight to the pure
stuff, and will even be able to see where me and you will do it very
soon now... that would be hot though... won't it... we'll do it knowing
people will see us make our baby together. Tell me you love that
Mom... tell me you can't wait to show the whole world how much you love
me.'

Of course with the tape over her mouth, Mommy-Fuck couldn't really
blab back anything... all she could do was lay there wiggling just a
little with that cucumber up her cunt and the kid tweaking her tits as
he continued to say whatever came to his mind right to her face
in-between the intermitted licks and kisses he put to her all around
the tape keeping her nice and quiet.

'Hey Mom... if I took the tape back off your mouth for a bit... would
you behave yourself again? I don't really like having yo tape you up,
you know... I'm not a bad guy at all. If you would just fucking admit
you needed this, you should really be thanking me now that you can get
the best cock you always deserved. If you promised to behave yourself,
I could probably take the tape off your mouth for a bit... I'm going to
leave your hands taped together now that you forced me to do that
again... but if you are a more friendly girl, I won't keep your mouth
taped... okay? If you agree to this, what I want you to do is hump the
cucumber now ten times... just wait while I grab it to steady it for
you... and now hump it if you agree... come on Mom... was that a hump?
You need to really hump... come on... was that a hump Mom? I can't
tell unless you really hump that ass up... get the cuke here to slide
for you... come on... hump if you take my deal... that's it... hump
Mom...that's three... four...five,six,seven... now you're going... hump
it good... yeah... oh... I think that was eleven... umm... Mom were you
agreeing to my deal or just fucking the cucumber cause you're horny?
Geeze... now I'm not sure if you took my deal or not... what? What are
you trying to say? I can't understand a word with the tape over your
mouth... do you want it off? I bet you do... don't you... but we can't
be certain until you make a promise to behave. Hmm... I think maybe
you're willing, but I'd just feel a lot better with a good promise from
you... I think we can tell better if we bend you over the coffee table
and try this again... would you like that? Yeah... I'm sure you
will... okay... make this easier... I'll help you get up since it will
be more harder for you all taped up now... we don't want the cucumber
to slide all the way out either... okay, careful.. careful Mom... it
might feel really weird trying to move with a big cucumber up your
cunt... come on though... we'll put you face first over the coffee
table... that's it Mom... yeah... see this way I can be sure that none
of your little fingers are crossed when you make the promise. That's
smart of me, isn't it? Now... then, that cucumber stuck in there good
didn't it... you will be able to hump against it easier doggy-style
here... I'm pretty sure you want to be agreeable again so I'm going to
show you mercy too... I want you to know what a nice master I am for
you... so since you love fucking this cucumber so much, I will let you
hump it twenty times this time to prove yourself to me... and don't
worry... even if you go over and fuck it thirty or forty times, I will
still take it as a yes cause I'm being so nice now... SO WAIT... WAIT
MOM... you need to hear this deal first... don't you?'
***

What fucking matter was it, what the deal was... the kid didn't honor
his deals... he broke them all... he always tried to act like he kept
the deals, but he didn't... it was a fucking insult to her that he
thought she was still stupid enough to keep anymore of her deals. If
the little bastard thought it was funny to make her hump this cucumber
now, she would just do it... the only reason though was to get the tape
off her mouth... she wasn't sure how she might still escape getting
bred by her own kid... but she sure as hell knew she would need to free
of her bondage for any chance at all... maybe she should have tried to
say something to her husband when she had the chance to ask him for
help before?

Not just on the phone now... now it was too late... what could he have
done now, being away on business again? Hubby had just made a phone
call and the kid had almost made her fake phone-sex with the poor fool
while the boy was going to really do real sex with mommy for daddy to
listen too... if the boy had his way, there would have been no use
trying to scream into the phone what the kid was doing to her... she
would have had no opportunity for escape now. Just thank God that the
kid's sick intentions were thwarted, but the issue really wasn't
whether the kid was going to get his plans now or not...

maybe everything could have been derailed sometime along the way
before it had got to this point now today... maybe if she could have
just been smarter somehow and had told her husband that first day when
the kid tried to dry-fuck her... or when he gave her the panties...
or... umm... well... maybe the best time was the past Sunday... the
family was getting ready to go to church again as it did every
Sunday... it was right after the boy had just forced her to like give
him at least a dozen or twenty some blowjobs the previous day... and on
Sunday... the most sacred day of the entire week... the boy got all
fucking ignorant with her again... right when her husband was
practically going to catch them finally.

Yeah... Sunday was the day she should have opened her mouth about what
was going on... Heaven only knew the kid gave her enough reasons and
opportunities all day long.
***

'Hey Mom, is that you?'

The boy was up early again... it was Sunday for Heaven's sakes... the
boy wasn't going to try anything on a Sunday when her husband was just
laying there in bed down the hall? Maybe if she just acted like
normal, the boy wasn't really going to try anything...

'Yes, what did you want?'

'Could I show you something here Mom?'

'I was just going to take my shower, honey.'

'It would just take a moment, Mom... I could show it to your really
quickly in the shower if you like?'

FUCK THE KID... he was going to get them both caught and then who knew
how far her husband would go? He could kill the both of them maybe...
you saw it on the news all the time where the jealous husband did a
double murder without even thinking about it... and those times it
wasn't even the son screwing the wife.

Even if the boy was being smart enough about this to realize that he
couldn't actually have real sex with his mother, the distinction might
be lost on hubby that this was now only oral that mommy was doing for
the kid. How could the boy have been so smart to figure such a good
way to force her into this compromise of her integrity against her
will, but still be so fucking dumb to be trying things so dangerous
with the rest of the family right there to maybe discover everything?

Of course... guys could be as smart as they wanted to be, but when the
cock got hard, it just totally took control of the thinking... didn't
it?

How could a young mother figure a way out to get her kid to leave her
alone now? It was going to be one damn hard excavation for her...
maybe if that damn Tracy had put out on Friday like the little bitch
was supposed too, than the kid would have moved on... but now with the
twitty twat out of the picture supposedly, Mommy was definitely going
to have to take her own steps to get the kid laid so that he would be
able to get past the convenience of having her right where he wanted
her now.

Unfortunately, there wasn't time to take the more elaborate route to
solving the problem right at the moment... and the kid was expecting
her to step into his room for him. If she just blew off the request,
the boy might damn well follow her ass straight to the shower... it
would be a lot harder to pretend innocence with the kid in the shower
with her [should hubby wake before business could be conducted this
morning now.] There really was only one way to handle the kid when he
was being so fucking unreasonable with her first thing right off the
bat on a Sunday morning.

Weird... her knees actually were shaky as she went to push the door to
her son's room open... you would think by now, that she wouldn't be so
shocked to see her kid laying there on the bed with his covers kicked
off and that cock standing up erect.

'Honey... no... not now. It's Sunday.'

'So what? Shut the door, Mom. We wouldn't want anyone else butting
in here now, would we?'

'Please... wasn't yesterday enough?'

'Yesterday was great, Mom... you suck cock so fucking good... I think
I had you in my dreams all night, cause look at the wood I woke up
with.'

'I'm your mother.'

'Right... so suck me now then.'

'You can't just make me do this anytime you want... we have to be
smarter,'

'Mom, you know Dad sleeps late... remember how he was sleeping right
while we were in bed with him Friday night? You remember that when you
thought it was just a dream yourself?'

'Did you drug him somehow?'

'Naw... why would I have done that Mom... I think I was drugged maybe.
Probably I was... I doubt I ever would have been so stupid to make you
suck my cock like that if I wasn't crazy on drugs, huh? It's pretty
good I did though... we never would have realized how much you love
sucking my cock if we hadn't just gone for it and made you admit it
though. I bet you were dreaming all night of how great if felt to suck
my cock all day yesterday too, huh? I want to cum all over your face
before you go take the shower to get ready for church.'

'I can't even believe you...'

'Believe me Mom... it's okay. This is just for fun... it isn't
serious or anything. We both know how much it turns you on... here...
let me take off that robe and we'll see how hard your nipples are and
how wet your panties are, okay?'

'no... please, there's no need to do th...'

'It's my pleasure Mom... I know you are going to love sucking my cock
again, but I don't mind playing with you a little too.... just let me
take the robe off and... yeah... look, they are pointy again, see...'

'You're so... Please... we just have to stop this.'

'We haven't even started yet, Mom... that is like saying we'd need to
go before we came... or should I say 'cummed?''

'shh... shh then... we have to be quiet.'

'I won't suddenly scream out just before I shoot all over your face
Mom... what do you take me for? I know we need to be quiet... you just
worry about sucking me and I'll enjoy it nice and quiet for you.... I
should see how wet you are first though if you step against the door
and stick that ass back a little...'

'That won't be necessary... just let me do this then.'

'Okay... you're eager for this morning... do it then Mom... Ohhhh
yeeeeahhh... uh... that's the way... okay... I love it when you kneel
there... you look so fucking pretty kneeling submissively at my feet...
yeah... yeahhh... oh Mom... that's the way to suck my cock.'

'do it... do it for Mommy... cum for me...'

'Easy Mom... easy... you'll haVE FUUUUck! What was that? Mom...
don't stick your finger in YEEEE.... MOM!'

'You like that... come on... cum for me... do it.'

'Slow down, Mom that is weird when you put your finger in like... oh
GOD.... you're licking my balls now... Mom, I never knew you could do
this so filthy.'

'just cum... it's important... cum all over my slutty face... soak me
baby... what did you call me yesterday? A glazed donut? Glaze Mommy's
pretty face again with all your sticky, messy sperm... do it... you
want too? You want to shoot it in my mouth and make me swallow? Glaze
Mommy like a fucking donut... do it... cum for me... I feel your cock
twitching... just do it quick.'

'okay... yeah, okay... yeah... Mom... yeah... now... now...
NOWWWughhh... ugghh... uhhhh... yeahhhh... yeah Mom... yeahhh....
wow... that was... so good... so fucking good Mom.... look... I got you
good again... yeah.... you like that huh? You licked my balls for me
this time... that was really good. But I'm not sure about the finger
in my...'

'Listen to me... that was just for this morning. It's Sunday now...
we can't do anything today. Your father will catch us for sure. He'll
kill us both. Do you want that? I'm not happy with you this morning.
You need to be more responsible about this now... you don't want your
dad to find out now do...'

'Of course. Of course, Mom... you really got a lot of sperm on your
face this morning. I didn't think I'd have that much after the seven
blowjobs you gave me yesterday. You better go get yourself clean again
in the shower before Dad does get up then... don't worry... you sucked
me so fucking good, I'll probably be clamed until at least after
church.'

'No more today...'

'Yeah... don't worry about it Mom... I know.'
***

Okay... yeah, that was the start of everything on Sunday... there
wasn't really any chance to get help then... it still wasn't really
anything that had gone far enough yet to really ask for help. Sure...
the kid was clearly now very much dominating her... but if all he
wanted was the occasional blowjob, than was it really going to be that
much of an inconvenience for her to have to give him one? The truth
still was that she really didn't mind sucking cock... the truth still
was that she had always been an especially oral girl ever since she had
the first penis in her mouth back at age five... and the truth was that
maybe she did miss being able to suck a lot of cock since her husband
considered it too dirty to do with the wife?

If the kid could have still been calmed down just a little... made to
realize that the only real problem was his taking too many chances with
Dad possibly discovering everything... or maybe corrupting the younger
kids too if they possibly walked in on the act as their older brother
was putting it to Mom... maybe... maybe then... actually... all things
considered, the right decision was still to be going along with the
boy.

Sure it was... even as of Sunday morning for the first blowjob...
there was no point now in kicking herself over it... so the boy has now
raped her and things had gone too far... or were about to if the boy
was going to be able to breed her now as he was talking about...

but on Sunday morning... at least for the first blowjob... she really
couldn't have been suspecting that the boy was still beyond control or
that he was planning to take things to far with his mother yet. He was
so far still settling for just the quick blowjob... and since she sort
of liked to suck cock herself... what was the real harm that she had
allowed herself the little dalliance into her firstborn's bedroom for
just a little quicky morning get-up call?

There was no real call that she would have tried to resist the boy any
more than she had there the first go the kid wanted Sunday morning...
there was no real opportunity that calling her husband would have made
anything any better at all... as long as the boy was going to settle
for just a few blowjobs then it could be dealt with until the young
mother would be able to work out her plan again to get the kid laid by
some other slut... and once that mission would be accomplished, the boy
would move on...

he just needed to understand that there would be nothing but the
blowjobs between himself and Mommy... and that he really had to stop
taking such fucking chances with Dad or anyone else practically about
to catch them in the act.
***

'Hey Mom, let's walk to church today okay...'

'Excuse me?'

'You like to walk so I will walk with you for protection. Dad can
drive everyone else, but it is such a beautiful day. I'd like to
escort you, if you wished.'

'That's fine, honey.'

'Come on, Mom... you love to walk. Dad wouldn't let you most days
cause of the neighborhood but what could happen if I'm with you?'

'Sweety, that is really kind of you to offer, but you don't want to
walk your mother to church.'

No, but I want to detour you into an alleyway for a little fun before
church time slut... come on Mom... this is another important test for
you today... you know what I want... come on, you little slut... you
want this too.

'Sure I do, Mom.'

'You're Dad wouldn't like it.'

'Why don't we ask him, Mom? HEY DAD, MOM WANTED TO ASK YOU IF SHE
COULD WALK TO CHURCH THIS MORNING?'

'What?'

'Ask him, Mom...'

'Ummm... well, you son here has been gracious enough to volunteer to
escort me to church if we were going to walk today. We could make this
a family affair and all walk if you wanted.'

'I don't want to walk... maybe the kids will.'

'You wouldn't mind then if we walked?'

'Knock yourselves out...'

'You're not concerned anything could happen?'

'What would happen? It's Sunday... and the boy can handle most things
that would come up by now. Just be careful and stay out on the street
and you'll be good.'

'Yeah... okay... so how about it... anyone else want to walk with
Mommy?'

'Not me, I want to ride with Dad.'

'Me too...'

'Looks like it will just be us after all, Mom. Don't worry, it will
be a fun adventure...'

'Yeah... I suppose.'
***

Why had she agreed again... she had just told the boy that they were
not going to be doing anything at all again for the rest of the
Sunday... now the kid wanted to walk her to church. He didn't just
want to walk her to church... the boy was going to try to get another
blowjob from her... probably in some skanky back alley as though she
was nothing more than a cheap streetwalker that the kid had picked up
for an easy score...

Why was she going along with it? Shouldn't she feel more offended? A
good Mom should just tell her husband straight off when the kid was
this much out of control. Maybe getting a blowjob from his own mother
was something most boys thought would be a fun laugh and nothing that
serious at all... but it wasn't sucking the kid's cock that was now
leaving the bad taste in her mouth... with the taboo broken, the young
mother realized now that it probably was just stupid uptight hypocrisy
by society that interfered with a better bonding between a mother and
her boy children... sucking a boy's penis for him wasn't really
anything too dramatic by itself... and the mother/son relationship
should just make it more of a maternal bonding issue than anything
else...

the babies got to milk the mother's tits and everyone said that breast
feeding was very important for bonding... why wouldn't the reverse be
true if more mothers were going to suck their young son's penises for
them?

Simple cocksucking was not even real sex... and it was probably
actually helpful in it's purest form for mother-son closeness... but
the problem was now that the boy was taking things too much for
granted...

instead of the innocent beauty that their new closeness could be
bringing, the boy was now being far too sneaky about everything...
making it cheaper and dirtier... sexualizing the act.

Forcing the young mother to ask her husband for permission to take
this walk where she would have to suck the kid's cock again... plotting
this next go to take place in some trash-filthied back alley when they
were supposed to be headed to the sanctuary of church...

the kid really had a flair for the dramatic. How could a mother not
face the facts as they continued to assault her? The kid wasn't just
out for some innocent fun here... maybe even getting his cock sucked
was just incidental to some more masterful sinister plan... maybe the
greater goal had far grander designs on the ultimate compromise on her
limitations?

Of course... it was always easy to over-think an issue. Whether or
not a mother should ever find herself walking with her son to church
under such circumstances as were now in play was a rather moot
consideration when the boy was suddenly suggesting that the couple
should take a quick shortcut through the alleyway just the next block
away from home.

'Why?'

'Why do you think, Mom... I tried to keep it under control but I was
just watching your ass... you have a really sexy walk you know. You
wouldn't shake it unless you knew what you were doing.'

'Oh for fuck's sake... I wasn't walking for you. I didn't even know
you were looking at me that way. We don't have time for this.'

'We'll be quick, Mom. It will be more dangerous since we need to do
it in public this time... someone could recognize us, or maybe even
come along and want to join in so we are going to have to be fast.'

'There is no way... you are totally sick to even want this.'

'You want it to Mom. You could have said no.'

'Yeah... and made your father suspicious. You are so bad when you put
me on the spot like that. Why are you so hell bent on pushing things.
You should be happy with what you have. Not every boy gets to do what
I've let you already... but there is a limit okay... do you understand?
It would be way too stupid to try anything today... it's Sunday
anyhow... of every day during the week, we can't be doing this on a
Sunday.'

'I don't even believe Mom... you think if God was real that he would
even be letting us do this stuff? Or maybe he likes to watch? They
say God sees everything... he'll be watching us in the alley.'

'That is blasphemy... don't you even care?'

'I do... but think about it Mom? What rules of the bible are we even
breaking?'

'How about adultery for one? And honoring they mother too...'

'Your marriage is a sham Mom... I can tell... Dad doesn't deserve you
and he sure has never made you happy... I am honoring you... I know you
need hotter sex... all we are doing is making each other feel a little
better cause we love each other, right? If I fell down and scraped my
knee, you'd kiss it without question... but I have a different owie
now... it is making me just as uncomfortable though... and you could
really kiss it and make it all better...'

'Someone is going to hear us... quiet.'

'If anyone sees us here, they will wonder what we are talking about
too... come on Mom... just scoot into the alley. they have the
dumpsters in there setup for a little protection so no one will see
from the street... there is even a mattress there for us to lay on.'

'Oh fu... no way. THERE IS A MATTRESS IN THE ALLEY?'

'Sure Mom... I think this is where a lot of the neighborhood kids
bring their dates... I have to admit I was wanting to take you down
there for awhile now.'

'I'm not your date... I'm your Mom.'

'Of course... but come on... we don't have a lot of time now... the
alley is clear now so let's just do this.'

'very well then, but... but you have to start getting smarter about
this at home.'

'I definitely will, Mom. Come on now... we can go do it on the
mattress.'
***

The kid loved it... there was just something primal about doing it in
a back alley, especially with your own mother.

One could only imagine how many other back alleys she was in before...
but maybe this was a new one to her? The look on her face sure read as
though this little excursion was something that was of considerable
angst to her.

Poor Mom... on the one hand, her mommy instincts were clearly still at
play... she wanted to be good and figure out someway to right her
tilted relationship with the boy... you could just see it on her face.
On the other hand though, the kid was doing such a damn good job on
seducing the slut, that she was going to lose the battle. Chains were
only as strong as their weakest links, and an army would never win when
it was fractured and parts of it were collaborating with the enemy...

Mom's basic instincts and hesitations may all have wanted her to turn
and bolt... but the pussy was in power now and so she was walking back
towards the filthy mattress in the back alley just as sure as the boy
was following her cute little ass.

'Oh God, it's disgusting.'

'It's not that bad, Mom.'

'You can smell it... gross.'

'It's okay Mom... all the kids use it.'

'We can't... there is no way.'

'We have to Mom... I want to hump you.'

'What?'

'I want to hump you... not fuck you though. You will keep your
panties on and I'll just cum on them.'

'You said you wanted a blowjob.'

'Just to get me hard... I want to cum on your panties after we hump on
that mattress today.'

'NO... no way. That wasn't the deal.'

'We didn't have a deal Mom. We're just here to have some fun. Come
on, you know it's hot when we hump.'

'No it isn't... that is wrong. You can't fuck me.'

'I never said I was going to fuck you... it's like just play...
everyone says a dry-fuck is no big deal anyhow... lots of girls will
even do it on the first date.'

'WE AREN'T DATING!'

'Of course, Mom... come on though... just get down and start sucking
me.'

'Wait, don't just... oww, my hair... stop it.'

'Someone will probably come along and want to horn in on you Mom...
let's get this done before you do end up being fucked.'

'Nooo... this is going too far. It's too dangerous. You have to let
me go.'

'Easy Mom... look how hard I am... don't try to fight me, you know you
want this.'

'STOP IT... MMM... DON'T YOU TRY TO... MMMMM..... STOOOP! MMMM...'

'Come on Mom... don't shut your mouth... open up... do it...'

'MMM... Don't... mmmm... I won't.... mmmm'

'Come on Mom... stop being so difficult... just let me get it in.
Don't keep closing your mouth. I'll pinch your nose so you can't
breath.'

'No... mmm.... stommgghppphhh'

There... like that...'

'sllurrrppp...'

'Yeah... see, it's okay... no one is looking Mom... just suck.'

'sssllluprppp'

'We don't need anything fancy like with your finger or nothing... I
just want you to suck me a little before I hump you so I can shoot onto
your panties... okay... that's great Mom... yeah... suck me... okay...
great. Now, let's hump.'

'UHHH... YOU LITTLE BASTARD... you can't just treat me this way.'

'It's okay, Mom... just lay back there. You can keep your nice church
dress on in case anyone comes along...'

'You aren't list...'

'HEY, don't try to get up...'

'LET ME GO!'

'MOM... NO!'

'UGHHHH!'

'STOP IT... IT'S OKAY MOM.'

'NO... GET OFF MEMMMGHH'

'SHH shhh... shhh... I don't have any tape with me Mom. If I knew you
were going to try to be so loud... JESUS... you don't want anyone to
see us here, so quiet the fuck down and stop the hysterics... can I let
go? Are you going to be reasonable?'

'Get off me... please.'

'No, you like this... your just anxious cause you're all worried
someone could see us. Keep your voice down and no one will... it's
okay Mom. you'll love it once we get started.'

'Don't'

'I'll just pull up your dress so I don't get it dirty too... if I just
sperm on your panties than no one at church will be able to tell.'

'please... don't you care about me at all?'

'What... Mom, don't be ridiculous... of course I love you. I'm only
trying to have some fun... you love this too, but you're just too
uptight to admit it.'

'ohhh... oh god.'

'Do you think He's watching now Mom?'

'Don't talk like that... you're going to go to Hell.'

'No... it's okay Mom... this is hot. I bet anyone would love to
watch... spread your legs a little more for me.'

'Ughh... no... ugghhh...'

'Okay... yeah... gonna do you now...'

'this is so wrong...'

'The reason I love humping you like this is I can feel your tits
against me at the same time here... and we can kiss too.'

'mmusssqk... don't.'

'The difference for whores or lovers is that whores don't like to kiss
when they do this, do they Mom? Cause it's too intimate for them... we
can kiss though when we do it.... mmusssqk.'

It really did feel pretty damn good to just have Mom pinned to the
skanky mattress and to be humping the hard-on into the crotch of her
panties again... putting a few wet, sloppy kisses down onto that sexy
kiss-me mouth was just enough to really spin the head and twist the
guts so all a kid could do was feel himself about to blow.

'OH MOM... I'M GOING TO SHOOT... don't moVE...'

With Mommy laid down on the mattress and having just been taking the
ride, it was fairly easy for the kid to pull back just as he felt the
approach. Mom's dress had only been lifted off her rather crudely to
get it out of the way for the panty-hump... now the kid needed to grab
at it again as it fell back between her legs with his own surrender of
the space. With the dress pulled up with the one hand though, it still
allowed fairly good control of the shot with the second hand. The boy
pushed back in to make sure every splurt would land on the target zone
as he just erupted in his glory again. For the ninth shot in roughly
one twenty-four hour period, the load was again quite impressive...

by the time the kid's cock finished shooting onto his mother's panties
as she lay prone before him, the garment really did look quite
drenched... the kid made sure to finish the job using the head of his
cock to rub most the spilt sperm into the material before he finally
stood back up and reached for his pants.

'I told you not to do it.'

'It's sort of fun now though that you are going to church with sperm
covered panties though... isn't it Mom.'

'No I won't... you can't just think you will do this whenever you
want. You are completed wicked when you won't listen to me.'

'What are you doing, Mom?'

'I'm taking them off...'

'You can't go to church without panties on...'

'Well, I can't very well wear these ones now, can I?'

'Mom... just leave them on... no one will know.'

'You came on them... what if I get pregnant?'

'You can't get pregnant from my sperming on your panties, Mom.'

'How do you know that?'

'You aren't even ovulating today.'

'HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT?'

'You aren't right...'

'That's none of your business... I am anyhow...'

WHAT... No fucking way. If Mom was ovulating than the entire time
schedule was off... the kid would have to fuck her now... but wait...
she wasn't really ovulating... this was just some bullshit she was
telling the boy cause she felt pissed off or some shit from the kid
just putting a pretend hump to her... right?

Yeah... don't let the bitch have any satisfaction though. It was sick
enough that she was taking the panties off. Was there any way to force
her to wear them?

'I still don't think you could get pregnant.'

'But you didn't even ask... I thought you were as worried about maybe
getting me pregnant as I was.'

'Of course... you know I think about it... that is why I thought I had
you figured out for later this week.'

'You figured me out? Why?'

'Just so in case we did... I mean... you are liking what we are
doing.'

'No... no... I'm not. You have to realize it.'

'You can't even pretend Mom. You are.'

'Someone could have caught us here today.'

'That's part of the thrill... you know you find it exciting. When we
get home after church... when Dad lays down for his nap... we will
dry-hump again and you will leave the panties on at home all night.'

'I will do no such thing.'

'We'll see... come on... we better get to church now before some gang
does come along and takes you.'
***

It felt so wicked to sit on the sacred wooden pews of the families
church without her panties on... she just felt like the most total slut
in the entire world. Could her husband tell? Could God?

Why was everything happening to her... she may not have been a perfect
girl her entire life, but she had always been the best mom she could
possibly be. She would have done anything for her kids... her love and
devotion to the children was unconditional.

How could her first born now be treating her in such a grossly
disrespectful manner?

Maybe it was her fault... if she simply would tell someone of the
sinful taboos she was breaking with the boy, maybe some sort of
salvation could still be won? Should she tell her husband? What would
he do to the boy? To her?

No... only as a last resort... things hadn't really reached a point
yet where her husband needed to know... had they? Even if the kid was
being a handful... and maybe a mouthful or two now as well... he still
was at least controlled enough to realize that he was never to cross
the final frontier... and the little session in the alley
notwithstanding, for the most part the kid was sort of careful not to
get them caught by Dad.

The boy knew better... he knew that there was no telling what Dad
would do to put a stop to the boy playing him as the fool and sexing up
Mommy. The damn kid just got off a little on the dangers of being as
bold and daring as the little bastard could be while having his
forbidden fun.

Really, it was probably quite understandable... danger did sometimes
add a little spice to things... the risk of exposure was always a major
aphrodisiac... at least to her. As a little girl, she always knew the
boys were being quite wicked with her when they used to offer her candy
or even money to keep their little games with her a secret from her own
mother or father. Always wondering if her own Mom might walk in on her
and Uncle while they said their hellos during every family get-together
was a huge turn-on that never failed to wet her panties as a
youngster...

Some risk of humiliating exposure was hot... even sitting in church
without her panties on was exciting even as she burned in the shame of
just how wicked it was.

Had He just watched her in the alley? Of course He had. He watched
everything.

She should confess... but how? Should she come clean on everything?
Wouldn't the father wonder why she hadn't made the first confession
last week? She couldn't confess everything... what would she say...
surely if the father wouldn't break his vows for murder confessions, he
would keep her sacrament over her unwitting manipulations at the
mercies of her son?

The boy might be confessing everything to the father anyhow... maybe
the kid already had the previous week and now the father knew that she
had kept her sins to herself? She had to tell someone...

'Forgive me father, for I have sinned.'

'How long has it been since your last confession'

'One week.'

'Go on.'

'I've... I've committed adultery against my husband I've gone against
the commandments of God and broken my vow of fidelity.'

'Yes.'

'I've... I wasn't actually with the... man though.'

'The commandment says let their be no lust in your heart... do not
covet thy neighbor's wife. Your vows were to love, honor, and obey
your betrothed and to let no other put asunder the union you entered
into before the eyes of the Lord.'
***

What could really be attained in confession anyhow? Of course the
priests would tell her that it was a sin and she should just go and sin
no more... but it wasn't that damn easy. Was it?

People said on the news that half the priests were committing acts of
far greater perversion now than she was anyhow... YES... what she was
allowing the boy to do with her... the gratification's of his lustful
yearnings using her femininity... it was obviously an extreme affront
to the conventions of society... but it wasn't anything she was
actively encouraging and certainly nothing she had set about to
orchestrate...

whatever her own duplicity in how everything had progressed now with
the boy... she was still mostly a victim herself... the boy was just
being too unreasonable... how could she handle him without calming him
down some and making him see that he really needed to find a girl his
own age if he was so horny for sex?

A priest would never understand... they just thought everything could
be solved through repression. Don't touch yourself there, or you'll go
blind... right... confessions were fine for most sins and getting into
Heaven... but sometimes a situation got more complicated.

Sharon already knew most of what was going on... maybe she could help
somehow?

'So, tell me everything girl.'

'I... it's gotten really crazy Sharon.'

'Have you done him?'

'No... no! He never even asked for that...'

'So what... you said he wouldn't do anything that you didn't agree to
last week... what have you been agreeing too? Spill it girl.'

'I,,, uhh...'

'Have you had oral?'

'ummm... yeah.'

'Really? You sucked him off.'

'He sort of made me.'

'He did? Like how... did he force you?'

'Oh Sharon... do you think I should tell Dwayne?'

'No way... you know how he'd freak... but I can't really tell how
serious things are unless you give me some details here. How did you
end up sucking him off? You say he forced you?'

'Well... yeah sort of... the little buggar just knows how to make it
seem like the easiest thing to do, but then it goes too far every
single time.'

'But you did suck him off then... right?'

'Yes Sharon... I did... I think like seven times yesterday.'

'SEVEN! Did he cum for you seven times?'

'yes...'

'Holy fuck, what a little stud. How did he make you do it seven times
anyhow? You must have been wanting it too.'

'Well... you know. I never really had any problem with it... it's
just not with my own kid.'

'You have to just get over it girl... forget that he's your baby and
just concentrate that he is now your young stud. You weren't thinking
about the nine months you carried him in your belly while you were
sucking his cock, were you?'

'No, of course not...'

'You were thinking about his big, hard cock and how fun it was to
suck... weren't you?'

'But he's my son...'

'How big is he?'

'What?'

'Is he bigger than Dwayne?'

'Sharon!'

'He is then... isn't he?'

'Maybe a little...'

'Or a lot? Does he shoot a load? He must if he can spurt seven times
in a single day.'

'Jesus... you're as bad as when we were kids.'

'I think your making way too big a deal of this honey. You want my
advice, I think you should lay the kid.'

'That's crazy.'

'Is it? You've sucked him off seven times... did you do it today
too?'

'yeah...'

'How many times? Just before you came over here?'

'No... this morning. That is the problem. Dwayne was in the house
and Michael wouldn't take no for an answer.'

'So... what does he do? Does he just come up to you and say 'hey Mom,
I need a blowjob?''

'Yeah... something like that.'

'It is so wild Leta... why are you so hung-up on this.'

'Cause it's a sin Sharon... you would know this if you went to church
still.'

'I know what the sins are Leta... they're all what's fun in life. You
have a really great opportunity here and you're blowing it cause you
just can't enjoy it.'

'You don't even understand... do you know what Michael did to me today
on the way to church?'

'Tell me...'

'He took me into an alley and pushed me down onto the filthiest,
soiled mattress you ever could imagine and then molested me.'

'What did he do?'

'He wanted to shoot onto my panties and have me wear them into
church.'

'Really? That's sort of icky?'

'I know... that is what I'm trying to tell you. I don't even get
you... I thought all this would shock you and you'd try to help me
figure a way out of this mess... not be trying to tell me to fuck my
own kid.'

'So... are you still wearing the panties then?'

'I certainly am not... I took them off straight off in the alley...
you don't think I would go to church like that?'

'I don't know... were they the crotchless panties that Michael gave
you?'

"No... what matter is it? Would you like the panties?'

'No, course not... I just never had a guy want to shoot on my panties.
I guess it might be fun for them though. Most guys really get
interested in a girl's panties don't they?'

'I suppose... remember how we used to go shopping for lingerie and try
to figure out just which pairs would get peeled off of us the fastest?'

'I sure do... those were fun times girl... but I'd like to hear more
what else you've been up to with Michael.'

'You are really getting off on this...'

'I'm sorry, but yes... I am, okay? And you should be too... if you
could just accept it... why don't you talk to me about it? Did you
tell the priests?'

'I... yeah, I sort of confessed today?'

'No shit? I remember confessing once that I was with five guys at
once... I think I almost killed the father as I just gave him all the
details I could. He kept trying to cut me off, but I told him how
fucking good it felt that I could have one stud underneath me as I
climbed up for the ride... got a second guy right behind me to put it
up my tight little butt at the same time... and then had a third
beautiful cock to pacify myself on while I felt those two monsters
practically rubbing against each other as they filled me to the brim.'

'I can imagine that might be quite the confession for a father.'

'What happened today? What did he tell you about fucking your own
kid?'

'I didn't exactly tell him that it was my own son...'

'You didn't?'

'No... you're the only one who knows... besides Michael and myself...
and maybe some of his friends if he showed anyone the pictures...'

'THERE'S PICTURES?'

'Umm... yeah...'

'And you haven't let me see them? I'm hurt...'

'I don't have them... Michael does.'

'So... what do they show? You sucking him off?'

'Yes... and just softer cheesecake stuff...'

'Like what? How many pictures does the kid have of you?'

'Probably enough to publish his own copy of PlayBoy.'

'Wow... I could never feel comfortable of some guy having pictures of
me... there isn't much I won't do, but making porn is one of the
things.'

'You think I wanted to? You think I just agreed so easily when
Michael tricked me?'

'I don't know... how'd he do it?'

'He... he... you wouldn't understand.'

'I think I do understand Leta... I know this is obviously tearing you
up, but it seems like inside you must be enjoying yourself... I mean if
you let him have pictures of you. He could probably blackmail you into
just about anything now...'

'He is... that is what he's doing... it's like blackmail.'

'It's only blackmail if you don't want it... but you do don't you?
You are having fun too right? Have you orgasmed with the boy?'

'I... yeah...'

'Really? How... did he eat you too?'

'He taped me up the first time?'

'He bound you?'

'Yes... he said he wouldn't do anything I didn't want, but then he
breaks the deal... I told him no, but he just said he didn't believe me
and I would like it so he taped my arms behind my back and ate me...
but I didn't cum like that.'

'You must have felt fucking fantastic... your own kid had you taped...
he could have did anything to you... he could have fucked your right
there.'

'I know... he took off my clothes.'

'Wow... now that would make for some hot pictures... but you say you
didn't cum?'

'No... I couldn't... he wanted it though so I faked it.'

'Awww... that's it?'

'I ummm... I came for real though the next time.'

'Excuse me?'

'I... I can't even believe I'm telling you this...'

'Please girl... there's no secrets for us.'

'I sort of let him talk me into taping him down to his own bed...'

'GET OUT!'

'No I did... and it was just supposed to be for teaching him... he was
tricking me that he wanted to fuck some little bitch at the dance on
Friday and he needed to know how to eat pussy first.'

'That's pretty smart... God, I love your son.'

'Yeah... well it was all a trick I think... considering what he did to
me now the last couple days. I don't even think he was ever going to
fuck Tracy.'

'Tell me about you and him, when you came for him.'

'What's to tell? He kept asking me to teach him but I couldn't really
trust him after he taped me up and humiliated me, making me sit on his
Bug's Bunny plate and everything, so I...'

'His what?'

'Umm... it's not important... he just does such weird stuff... that's
the problem. But it was his idea that if I taped him down then I would
be able to control things better.'

'Sounds sensible.'

'I thought it could maybe work... so I did it... and then I just
taught him how to lick me...'

'and sonny boy was such the quick study that Mommy couldn't help but
cum all over his darling little face, huh?'

'a couple times...'

'Fuck... you silly twat. Your kid's a raging stud... why the hell do
you have a problem with this?'

'What if I got pregnant?'

'Use protection.'

'I can't take the pill and Dwayne had the operation so if I suddenly
had a diaphragm in the house, how would that look?'

'Like you had a hot young stud making your toes curl up again... what
about condoms?'

'I can't even stop him from forcing me to blow him... how am I going
to make sure he will wear a condom?'

'You said yourself that he is not pushing the fuck right? I bet he
doesn't want a new little brother or sister any more than you do...
most guys don't really want the responsibilities of becoming a
father... and I don't know any kid that ever wanted to think about
their own mother being knocked up again and having some new little brat
to fight for attention with.'

'Even if I could get him to wear a condom... it's too wrong. How
would I ever get him interested in a proper girl his own age? Condom's
aren't even one hundred percent effective either.'

'No... they sure aren't. I thought I had protection when I was
impregnated with Tami... but look at the joys I have being her mom now.
Sometimes life is about taking a chance and even if you don't always
get what you want, you can still get what you need.'

'What I want, is for Michael to just get himself a girlfriend his own
age and become normal again... did you ask Tami for me if she would be
willing?'

'I... yeah, I did... sorry girl... Tami isn't really into boys anymore
now that she had her older lovers. I think she will realize that boys
can be fun too the way we did, but for now she isn't willing to help
you.'

'Damn... what would you think if I got Michael a prostitute?'

'You'd be about the coolest mom ever... at least I bet that is what he
would think... but are you sure that he wouldn't rather have you as his
whore? It's not cheap to turn to a pro to lay your kid when you could
perfectly do the job yourself.'

'I just can't risk getting pregnant... and I'm not sure I haven't
encouraged him too much already. I want him to find a girl for
himself.'

'Well... you will have to do what you think is best, but you know what
I think you should do. What do you think you might do with the kid
when you get home now?'

'I don't even know... he said he was going to hump me again... and
make me wear the panties all night this time.'

'No way... really? Are you going to let him?'

'I... if his father isn't home, I don't know how I'm going to stop
him.'

'Can you do it okay with the other kids there, or would you like me to
sit for you?'

'I... no... I think I could keep them entertained with a video.'

'Well... if you ever needed any help with sitting for them or
anything, just let me know... although I'd really like to see some
pictures too.'

'You're fucking incorrigible Sharon. I can't believe your best
girlfriend tells you that I'm being molested by my own son, and you
offer to baby-sit my kids to give him more opportunities.'

'Just trying to be helpful...
***

Helpful? Was it really all that helpful to weaken a mother's own
resolve in dealing with such a sinful and potentially dangerous
situation? Talking with Sharon was maybe the worst thing that the
besieged young mother could have did.

Maybe the boy's assault on her that morning and his blasphemous
disrespect towards the divinity would have been enough to weigh upon
the young mother's mind with a cry that she had to just bite the bullet
and take whatever actions were necessary to stop her son his rather
innocent seeking of sexual gratification, before things really did go
too far.

It was just so damn difficult to ration such a situation where a line
should be drawn in what could be acceptable behavior for a normal young
man, and what was becoming borderline psychotic.

Some interest in a boy's own mother was totally understandable...
wasn't it? And maybe if the mom was as hot as she was... and if the
neighborhood was such a bad influence and exposed the boy to too many
bad examples of what was acceptable treatments towards a girl...

then... maybe no real line in the sand had been crossed at all.
Sure... as a couple things had transpired between herself and the boy,
maybe she would have preferred that he would have listened to her when
she was reluctant... but after the fact... had the boy really done
anything that outrageous with her?

Some of the stuff was pretty weird... and a little icky... but if she
was to get a better control on the boy and make him just act a little
more respectful to her... than maybe everything could still be okay.

She could never ever fuck the boy... no matter what Sharon was saying,
actual fucking was way too risky... but no girl ever got pregnant from
just sucking some cock... did they? She had a good seventeen years
herself of doing a lot of cocksucking before it had ever got her
pregnant... although to me fair about it, there was only really the
twelve years of cocksucking from the first time she could remember...
if anyone had stuck there cocks in her mouth before that, she really
couldn't remember... and as for the pregnancy part... that really was
more about when she started to spread her legs too.

If she kept her legs closed now... or at least kept her panties on
when she did spread them for her kid, she should be safe enough.

Probably, the only real ultimate taboo would be if she did ever fuck
the boy... and he wasn't interested in it himself, so she could sure
make it a condition... she would just tell the boy they could do
everything else... she would suck him off within reason if it was safe
to do so... he could lick her too if he wanted... and maybe they could
make out occasionally or do some pretend humping if the kid really
insisted, but there was never to be any real fucking at all... the only
hole that the kid had access to was her mouth... yeah... it seemed like
a fairly reasonable compromise... she would make the deal with the boy
as soon as Dwayne headed out to the bar when she got home.
***

'You weren't going to the bar, then honey?'

'No... Jim's coming over and we're going to watch the game. Scotty
and Susan already asked for permission to go over to the Anderson's for
a play-date. Michael said that he was still working on that project of
his and that he could use your help when you got home.'

'He is? Is he in his room then?'

'Yeah... I think so... I never saw the kid this interested in a school
project before. It's good on the boy.'

'I guess he is growing up. I better go see how he is doing.'
***

'Hey Mom... shut the door.'

'Listen to me, Michael...'

'Here, let me kick the covers off.'

'Damn you... your Dad is just own in the living room.'

'I know... it's dangerous, isn't it?'

'It's too dangerous... listen, I want to talk to you... but you have
to put some clothes on. Your Dad could come in here...'

'He's going to watch the game with Jim.'

'I know that... listen to me, okay... I made a decision today but you
have to listen to me.'

'Tell me, Mom...'

'First, get your clothes on... listen... I decided that what we are
doing is wrong, but maybe I can understand that you need to have a
little relief just until you can find a nice girl your own age.'

'I don't want any nice girl my own age, Mo...'

'A little slut your own age then... sweety, just listen to me, okay?
I had a chance to think about things and I guess you are sort of
right... maybe I have been too hung-up on some of the more innocent
relief that you have been wanting. It isn't really that big a deal
that I'm your mom, except for real sex... that is something we could
never ever do.'

'Like fucking...'

'Yes... keep your voice down... we can never ever fuck... ever... you
understand.'

'Of course Mom... I never even asked you to fuck, did I?'

'No... you have been very reasonable about that... I would feel better
talking to you about our new deal if we could maybe go out for a drink
at MacDonalds or something...'

'Yeah, like we are going to be able to talk about this deal there...
the television is so loud out there Mom that there is no way that Dad
will hear. If your worried about Scott or Susan walking in on us, why
don't you wait to talk to me about this until they leave and Jim gets
over hear?'

'Yes... I should go see them off... you get dressed though before I
get back. Your Dad could walk in at any second you know.'

'Sure Mom...
***

Was it a crazy deal to be making with her own kid? Shouldn't she feel
like the most wicked mom ever for even considering anything so
outrageous? She was basically planning to pretty much offer the boy
total and free access to her sexuality for anything short of actual
intercourse. Why did it make her feel so excited and alive?

Dwayne didn't have a clue... and luckily her younger innocents were
none the wiser either... would they ever grow up the way their older
brother had? It was so difficult to imagine that little Scotty would
ever want to be so base with his own mother... but than Michael had
once been the sweet little angle too... that didn't stop the boy now
from enjoying putting his stiff penis into mommies hot mouth.

At least Susan would never act with such disrespect for her own
mother... she might have other issues... the type Leta herself had once
had with her mother... but that was the way girls were. A rivalry with
Mom was totally expected... having a boy want to basically sexually
slave Mommy, was a far crazier situation.

That was what she basically was now... wasn't it? A sexual slave to
her kid's lustful yearnings. If she made the deal with the boy, she
might at least get some say back as to when she had to satisfy the
boy's randy desires... but there was still going to be that underlying
understanding that the kid had forced her into cooperating a couple
times and that the eventual appeasement arrangement had come under a
state of some degree of duress.

All she was really going to be able to accomplish now was to make the
best of a very crazy situation... she would agree to take care of most
of the boy's basic needs... than she would find a good quality
prostitute to fuck the kid as soon as was possible... once the boy saw
how great it actually was to screw some slut for real, he would get
past this innocent puppy-luv crush he maybe had on her now.

It was the best possible plan...

just so long as none of the rest of the family would get wise... it
would all work out for the best.

'You kids have fun over at the Anderson's now... if you need anything,
you just phone Mommy and Daddy right away.'

'It's okay Mom... you should come too. They're going to even have a
clown.'

'Really? That sounds like it would be a lot of fun, but Mommy is
going to have fun here today helping your brother.'

'What's he doing anyhow Mommy?'

'Oh... it's for what bigger boys do... you might understand it better
in a few years. I guess you might even do a project like this too
Scotty?'

'If it's fun I will...'

'Well... I think your brother is having fun... and I guess it's okay
that I'm helping him today too.'

'You helped him a lot with this project, Mom.'

'Yes I did, didn't I... I helped him out a whole bunch yesterday when
you were watching your cartoons. Hopefully he can find a little
study-partner at school though soon and I won't have to be helping him
out so much this week. If I do though, you kids have to understand how
important this is and not bother Michael and Mommy when I do go help
him out okay.'

'We could maybe help too?'

'That's sweet of you to offer Susan... but you're a little too young
now. You kids just go kiss your Daddy and then scoot off to your
party.'

'Okay Mommy.'
***

FUCK! What type of shit was that? Did it fucking turn her on to be
talking so coy about her slutty behavior with Scott and Susan? It was
sick... what was she doing? She was just trying to be smart about
things right? She really didn't say anything that inappropriate...
nothing really inappropriate at all... she had kept everything totally
clean...

yeah, but if they had been able to read between the lines or guess at
just what her little euphemisms were all about...

the wickedness was how it excited her to be so coy about it though.
Surely she didn't want to risk the danger too... if she ever did
anything to hurt her family... how would she ever live with herself?
She couldn't... couldn't take any risks... she had already risked too
much. it was now time to just get things back under control with the
boy.

With Dwayne now tied up to the game with Jim, it was the perfect
chance... or at least as good a chance as she could hope for with her
trusting husband in the apartment too... Dwayne would only be getting
up to use the can... and that wouldn't happen until half-time at the
earliest.

'I guess I better go help Michael out with his problem now then...'

'Sure, sounds good honey. Could you get us a couple more beers
first?'

Some guys were perfectly happy with a cold beer and a good game on the
television... others wanted some more of the finer things in life.

At least the boy had put his clothes back on since the last time his
mother had been in the room.

'So Mom... you were saying you had a new deal for me?'

'Sit down on your bed honey... we have to keep our voices down so your
dad doesn't hear us.'

'Of course, Mom.'

'Listen to me carefully honey... I do understand you are growing up
now... you're becoming a man... and you have needs... I understand
that... but you have to understand I'm your Mom too...'

'I do...'

'Don't interrupt... listen... what we've been doing... it's okay... I
mean, I know I protested and stuff, but if you can agree to a new deal
with me than maybe we could figure a way to have a little fun with each
other and make each other feel a little good without actually letting
anything go too far...'

'Now your talking Mom...'

'Listen to me first... you are too impulsive... I can understand that
you're just horny, but you aren't considering what I want... the stunt
you pulled with me this morning is just an example...'

'But you liked it...'

'No... even if I did... that doesn't excuse the facts that twice today
I said no, and you went ahead anyhow...'

'You don't need to keep saying no then...'

'OHHH... listen... that is what I'm trying to tell you. I won't say
no, but you have to agree to the deal then...'

'Okay, so what is it then?'

'No more forcing me into anything... I'll try to accommodate you
within reason once or even twice a day where we can... but only until
you find a nice girl your own age... and only when we can be safe about
it...'

'Accommodate me how, Mom?'

'You know... like I'll... I'll give you fellatio and you could maybe
perform cunnili...'

'You'll suck my cock off willing?'

'yes... I'll willing suck your cock. and you can lick my pu...'

'Will you suck me right now?'

'Wait... we are still making the deal. You have to understand what
will be permitted and what won't. You aren't allowed to tape me up
anymore... or try to do things to me in public... and I want all the
pictures back from you... all of them... no copies or anything... do
you understand?'

'And then you will suck me off when I want you too?'

'You have to agree that there is never any real sex ever... don't even
ever talk about it...'

'Like if I was going to want to fuck you.'

'Exactly... that is an impossibility... you should find a nice girl
your own age.'

'Yeah, you told me... okay... I probably will then. Maybe Tracy will
give me a second chance.'

'Even if she doesn't... there are lots of girls... a good looking boy
like you shouldn't have any trouble at all...'

'I think it will give me more confidence having you as my girlfriend
for awhile now...'

'I am not your girlfriend... I am your Mom... even when we do this
stuff... you will show me some proper respect. The stuff about taping
me up and humiliating me has to stop immediately...'

'You can still wear your panties tonight after I cum on them...
right?'

'No... why would I want to do that?'

'I don't know... maybe just cause you know how much I'd enjoy it.'

'The only reason to do it would be to humiliate me or your father...
this isn't going to be about that... if we make this deal, we are only
doing it cause I can help you feel a little better and maybe you can
help me feel better too... okay... do you agree?'

'I suppose... but I don't think you're wearing the panties is really
all that humiliating to you and Dad wouldn't even have a clue... it
would just be fun for us... you could maybe wipe my underwear against
you or pee on them or something... I'd wear them all night...'

'Why would you do that?'

'It's probably just a guy thing Mom... I'd do it though if you
wanted.'

'I don't...'

'Couldn't you just wear the panties this once... just see if you like
it or not... Dad won't know.'

'Well... there is no point even talking about this... there is no way
we can do anything with your Dad in the house now anyhow.'

'Oh come on... you came in here to make this deal.'

'The deal is that we don't take any more crazy chances getting
caught... other people might not be as understanding about this as I
am... and your Dad would kill us.'

'Dad won't find out... he's too busy with the game... when was the
last time he ever checked on us? We have to be fast though just so he
doesn't get suspicious... don't bother to take your dress off or
anything... we'll do it like in the alley with our clothes on.'

'I don't think we should...'

'Mom... you want me to agree to your deal... I will then okay? I
promise I will obey your new deal... and I'll try to get a nice
girlfriend my own age since it's so fucking important to you... but you
have to make this worthwhile too... you saw how hard my cock was... let
me show you again.'

'You really have no shame...'

'It just gets in the way Mom... let me lay down here... you can just
come over and grind on me a little... I'll cum good for you and you can
find out if you like wearing my sperm all over your panties for the
night.'

'Look... if we hear anything, we stop immediately... we aren't taking
off any of our clothes... and I stay on top so that I can get off you
quick if your Dad does start to come... open your text book there so
that we can pretend we were looking at it if he does come down the
hall.'

'Sure... now let's just do it...'

'Okay... remember... only once or twice at most per day... you were
crazy yesterday but that was way too much... I didn't enjoy it that
much... I was sore when I woke up today.'

'You probably never sucked so much cock before, did you Mom?'

'You might be surprised, honey...'

'Really? Care to tell me about it...'

'I certainly will not... you'll just have to use that perverted
imagination of yours...'

'You can bet I will, Mom... oh... that is sooo hot... I love it.'

'Yeah... well, you just fantasize all you want if it makes you get off
any quicker... this really is so stupid... I don't even know how you
compromise my judgment so easily...'

'Don't stop now Mom... hump me... I like it when you are on top... do
you want to sit right up like a cowgirl on her pony?'

'No... not really... I don't want to hurt you...'

'You won't Mom... it feels good when you hump on my cock.'

'Just be very careful... we can never afford any accidents. I should
be wearing pantyhose for this too... my panties aren't very
protective.'

'There better than your crotchless ones though... when did you even
put these panties on? You much have known we'd be doing this when you
got home?'

'I put the panties on cause I don't like walking around with no
panties on... your dad would think I was the perfect slut if he saw me
like that...'

'ughh... lean forward so I can put my face in your tits... I'm getting
close now Mom.'

'Okay then... do it for me... cum up on my panties...'

'I need to spin you on your back so I can soak them the best...'

'No... just shoot into the crotch while I ride you... that will be
good enough...'

'Oh Mom... I'm going to cum... take hold of my cock for me and aim it
so it gets on your panties... oh yeah... YEAAAH'

'shh... quietly...'

'ohhh... yeah... shooting... Mom... get it on your panties... let me
try to get some on your ass... uhhh... yeah... that's good... oh...
hump on me Mom... let it all get on you.'

'Are you done, honey?'

'Mmm... Mom... let me kiss you on those lips... mmmccch'

'I'm glad it was fun for you... see... we can have fun okay even when
we're smarter about this.'

'Yeah... you're right Mom... that was really hot. You're going to
wear the panties now... right?'

'You're incorrigible.'

'Stand up... I want to see how wet I got them...'

'There soaked, Michael.'

'Is any of it. your own wet Mom... did I make you wet in your panties
now?'

'Maybe a little...'

'I'm glad you are finally admitting this is fun Mom... so... we can't
do anything else for the rest of the night then?'

'No... this is already your third time today... even this was more
than I should have given you.'

'Well... I'm just glad you did then. Thanks Mom.'
***

The little prick... even trying to give the boy the sweetest deal any
mother probably offered any kid, and the bastard never had the
slightest intentions of honoring anything... did he? Acting so damn
thankful that she would ride him to an orgasm and then wear the panties
for the night... it was almost the stupidest thing for her to agree to
too... when Dwayne suddenly felt a little frisky after the game... were
the panties still quite wet when he had put his hand up the hem of her
dress?

How much might Dwayne have actually felt before she was able to wiggle
off? Enough to comment... she had to look the slut when she admitted
to feeling a little randy herself... and on a Sunday...

She half expected Dwayne to give her a slap... but he was obviously a
little randy himself to have put the hand up her dress anyhow... even
if he was probably mostly just doing it for show with Jim.

If there ever was a time to tell Dwayne that the boy was overstepping
his boundaries with Mom's love... maybe that was it... when her husband
had reached up and felt the panties the boy had just spermed on...
other than maybe that sick stuff the kid had done when Daddy was
drugged the Friday night [he had to be drugged... right?] and now with
the phone call just a while ago... Sunday was the closest Dwayne came
to stumbling in on the truth of the situation...

now that the boy had raped her and was obviously planning to do much
more, maybe Dwayne would figure things out somehow and intercede to put
a stop to the festivities... but what was the point now? It was
practically too late... the kid had raped her... it HAD HAPPENED.

All of her best planning and scheming to somehow figure a way to keep
the kid under control, and it had all turned to shit anyhow... fuck...
it was so brutal and rough too... why had the kid taken such glee at
how rough the niggers had been on her... or how he had mistreated her
himself?

Surely, she had tried her best to accommodate the boy... didn't that
count for anything... she could have probably gotten used to the
understanding as she put it to the boy last Sunday... if only he had
lived up to his end of the deal... but for the kid, he always wanted
something more?

What was he saying now? Was he just counting as she humped against the
damn cucumber that he had shoved into her cunt? It was so outrageous
the way the kid was showing no respect to her at all... but what could
she do. Even after trying to make it the deal that he wouldn't ever
tape her again, here she was with tape over her mouth and both her
hands behind her back again.

She had to get free... she just had too... it might be impossible to
stop the kid from breeding her like he now was planning to do, but if
there was even the slightest chances, she would need to be free to
fight or run when the time came... for now, she had no real choice but
to agree to the kid's sick intentions to humiliate her further... and
maybe try to reason more with him if he took the tape off her mouth at
least...

to think... she had actually been willing to confess all of her most
heart felt secrets to the kid when she still thought he had some
respect for her and she could trust him still...
***

End Post Seven

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