.  After high school I moved as far out of state as possible to be away from my home life situation.  I attended a Big 10 school finishing my Bachelor’s Degree and then stayed on for another two years finishing my Master’s Program.  Now being away from my mother as long as these 6 years I had allowed her back into my life at arms length.  I learned to keep her at a distance where she could not bring me down or do me harm. 

 

About half way through my second year in Graduate School my mom told me she’d met and amazing man who was young, educated, hard working, intelligent, well spoken and more than anything else kind and generous.  At the time I was 23 years old and not interested in adding a man to my life, I only wanted to look forward to starting my career and– I particularly did not my mom setting me up with any men.  Especially considering her history with men and the fact that I was 400 miles away at school.  To my complete surprise I quickly learned the man my mother was describing was not intended for me to meet, but was someone she’d met herself.   She told me she’d been dating this man for a few months and they wanted to get married, but before getting married he wanted to meet me and have my blessing in marrying my mother.  It would not take my traveling the 400 miles to give my blessing, having my mom pre-occupied with a man in her life and not calling me 24/7 was reason enough to give my blessing.  I considered the situation and obliged her.  I didn’t think there would be any problems with her in this situation because she would be on her best behavior with a new man around so I flew home for a weekend to meet Matt. 

 

What I learned of Matt before meeting him is that he was 34 years old.  A full 10 years younger than my mom.  This was not that surprising though considering my mother’s vanity kept her in great shape.  She often passed for my sister more so than my mom.  What I did not know until getting off the plane and seeing mom and Matt pull up to the airport terminal was how good looking Matt is.  His body is not rock solid, more to the point that he’s obviously strong but big boned.  He’s well proportioned, dark and boldly handsome.  College guys are all about working out and banging a different chick each weekend.  I could see Matt was well beyond that, he was tall and confident in his stride.  It took me both hands to carry my roller bag – when he picked up the bag with one hand and put it into the back of the Explorer I could plainly see muscles moving across his back as he moved.  I was impressed, I was very impressed. 

 

The weekend home with mom was as expected, we had a good two days together and Sunday evening I was left standing at the airport terminal with my bag headed back to school.  As I finished out my last semester at school my thoughts often turned to Matt.  Being only 11 years older than myself Matt knew full well he was not a father figure to me, nor did either of us want that to be the case.  Matt does not have children of his own, due to his extreme focus on being successful in his career.  He told me straight from the beginning he and I could be friends, but he was not a step-father.  Nor did he want that title from me – so seeing what a great guy Matt is I extended my friendship and in return got his.  So now when mom would call the cell phone, I found myself less and less screening calls/sending her to voice mail and more and more answering the call to chat with her knowing that I would also get to have 5 minutes with Matt. 

 

As the months passed I finished my last semester and found myself having to move another 300 miles from school (further from home) to take my first job working in another city for the same company through which I did my intern work during my Master’s program.  I knew the move would be difficult for me.  I’m a small girl, 5’-2” and 118 lbs.  While I’m describing myself I’ll digress to give the full story; brown hair shoulder length, brown eyes, very shapely hips and ass with 36C breasts.  I called mom and Matt to ask for their financial help to more after graduation.  What I got was somewhat different, mom had taken the opportunity to insert herself in to the situation by saying that they would fly into town, rent a moving van, the three of us could pack up the van and Matt could drive the three of us to my new apartment and unpack there.  I agreed to the situation; 1. I really needed the help and 2. I was looking forward to seeing Matt again.  Our phone conversations over the months had really allowed me to get to know him I was excited about the thought of seeing him again.

 

Seeing Matt again was not at all what I expected.  Living with my mom over the past 6 months had completely worn him down.  He was still very handsome, but had lost some weight and I could plainly see the confidence had disappeared from his eye as his face drooped.  He had obviously become the victim of my mother reverting back to her abusive ways over the past months.  I looked into Matt’s eyes and he into mine, without a word between us there was a complete sense of understanding.  We decided on a local college hot spot that offered some entertainment with dinner.  Matt and I played some darts and video games while mom looked on sipping wine at the table.  When the food came mom had had more than one glass of wine which meant Instant Bitch was right around the corner.  Through dinner Matt and I were very cautious of not letting her lead us into a fight at the table.  I was happy when after dinner I dropped them at the hotel entrance.  As I pulled away Matt looked back at me as if to say “Please don’t leave me here alone.” 

 

The next day I picked up Matt to take him to the rental store for the moving van.  On the drive he asked me if my mother had ever been abusive to me.  I pulled the car to the side of the road and I started to cry uncontrollably.  He didn’t say anything more (now knowing full well the answer to his own question).  Instead he reached across the front seat wrapped his arms around my shoulders.  I felt an incredible sense of understanding in those arms and even more of a sense of comfort.  I suddenly realized that here is a grown man (like my mother’s other husbands) who has no doubt just endured the wrath of my mother’s onslaught probably all night, yet here he is comforting me.  Through my own tears I looked up at Matt and kissed him.  Not a friendly kiss, but an ‘I want you’ kiss.  I did this without even thinking and cannot even now say completely for sure where it came from.  Matt did not kiss me back, but let me go, we both composed ourselves and drove on to the rental place to pick up the van.  The next day we arrived with packed van to my new city and new apartment.  That night mom and Matt got a taxi to the airport where they had arranged to fly home that night. 

 

I started work a couple days later and worked hard to get into a new routine in a new city.  I found some excitement in being out on my own without classes or homework after a day at work.  But night time was boring and I was alone without the friends and support system I enjoyed at school.  Sometimes I would call home to talk to mom and Matt, other times I would call Matt at his work to talk to him without mom’s overhearing.  Matt never asked me about the kiss I gave him and I came to realize through our conversations that things I told him did not get back to my mom, I had complete confidence and trust in him – being away from him I began to find difficult and it was at that point I realized I loved him.  Not a passionate love, at least not yet, but a familiar love. 

 

Mom and Matt came to visit me over a long Easter weekend one spring.  Mom was in good spirits, but I could see Matt was still on the losing end of the abuse.  He’d lost more weight and I could see his musculature ripple through this continuously thinning skin.  Had I not felt sorry for him knowing the extent of his situation I would have thought more of his appearance, particularly his lean, strong 6-0 frame.  He was like a powerful tower over me even in his dreary state.  But yet I saw past that and knew him as a gentle giant with teddy bear kindness.  I was aware that mom has started drinking again from conversations with Matt.  However not until that night did I know how much she was drinking.  We’d gone to a local restaurant for dinner.  Mom had her usual several cocktails and we decided to call it a night before she started to get mean.  We got back to the hotel and I went up with them to say good night.  Mom pulled out another bottle of wine and as we chatted she chugged the whole bottle.  When she started into her bullshit I said good night and asked Matt to drive me home.

 

The drive home was not what I expected.  Matt was cautious with his words, but told me that no matter what happened he intended to stay with mom as his wife because he’d never given up on anything and he didn’t feel leaving the marriage was safe for me regardless of the cost to him.  I knew that he’d never hurt my mom regardless of whatever she did to him, not because he’s a pussy, but because he’s a real man.  I also now knew this man was staying with my mom to protect me from her regardless of the cost to himself.  I began to cry again, like a 4 year old girl hurt from a fall with a skinned knee.  Matt pulled into the complex parking lot and stopped in front of my apartment door.  I asked him to come inside to get my spare car key to drive back to the hotel so I could keep my primary set with my other keys.  We stepped inside and I gave him the spare car keys.  I still had tears in my eyes from Matt’s kind words as he reached up to use a thumb rubbing away the tears.  I could not help myself I reached up grabbed his hand and kissed the palm.  I then through myself into his arms and hugged him tightly.  He hugged me back, closed the door behind him and returned to the hotel.  About an hour later there was a knock at the door, to my shock it was Matt with the tell tale red cheek from being slapped and scratches on his neck where she’d attacked him.  I opened the door to his face when he said, ‘No matter how much harm she does I just cannot bring myself to hit a woman.  She’s passed out cold and will not remember anything until morning now.  Can I come in and rest with you awhile to calm down?’  I could not have been happier to have him there.  He sat on the couch and I sat next to him in my gym shorts and a sweat shirt.  He put his arm out and I curled up into him like a kitten into a blanket.  As we sat quietly watching TV at some point he feel asleep.  Here I was with this big strong man in his arms, truly my best friend in the world at that point.  It didn’t matter to me he was married to my mom, I was overcome with the need to have this man and my feelings overwhelmed me. 

 

I got up and quietly undressed myself, shedding my sweatshirt and cotton shorts.  I stood there naked in front of Matt when my body shook and I could feel the anticipation building between my legs.  I sat back down across Matt’s lap straddling him.  This had the obvious effect of waking him, when he saw my nakedness he jumped off the couch and I wrapped my legs around his waste and arms around his neck tightly to hold on.  He was trying to get me off him, but I held on tight and I told him how much I needed him and I wanted to thank him for protecting me.  He stood still looking at me just long enough to let me kiss him.  He did not kiss me back.  On my second kiss he told me I was about to cross a line from which I would not be able to retreat.  I looked him in the eye and said only ‘I know’.  The third kiss he reluctantly did accept my lips and wrapped his arms around my back grabbing an ass cheek with each hand to hold me up on him.

 

I relaxed my grip around his waist and let my legs fall back to the ground.  I slid down his tall frame until my face was nuzzling at his chest through his shirt.  I pulled his shirt up from behind as high as I could reach and he took it off from there.  Then stepping back I released his belt and unsnapped the 501s he filled out so nicely.  I was surprised and happy to see his cock pop free when his jeans fell off his waist with no underwear.  He smiled and mentioned underwear was something he hated wearing and purposefully did not wear underwear now because it was something that my mom did not like that was in his own little way a victory of some independence.  I could not help myself.  Sucking dick was not something that I often liked to do with guys I’d been with in college.  Their own goal was to get off themselves so sucking a dick was an option to just getting fucked and getting what I could out of the experience.  However Matt was more than I could control myself around.  I dropped to my knees and took his cock into my mouth like a baby accepts a bottle.  He tasted good and I could feel him grow in my mouth.  I let my tongue explore the underside of his shaft, around the base of the head of his cock and up to the slit at the end.  It was an incredible feeling for me and I couldn’t stop myself from exploring him in my mouth.  He was gentle and let me have my way not moving or forcing himself in me, but letting me slide back and forth at my own pace.  His cock continued to grow longer than what I could get into the back of my mouth.  I tried to get my lips all the way to the base of his cock, but the head went into my throat.  I could have taken the length, but he width of his cock would not allow it to go down my throat further so instead I continued to focus on the head and shaft.  I continued this exploring for about five minutes on not a word was said and until this point he’d not touched me in any other way.  I felt a slight twitch in his cock and looked up to him with his dick never leaving my mouth as he looked down to meet my eyes I knew he was about to cum.  I gave him an approving nod and with that I closed my eyes focused on using my tongue as much as my mouth on him and then it hit me like a cannon shot.  The first shot hit the top of my mouth and I quickly moved down as far as possible so the rest of his 6 to 7 shots went straight down my throat.  I held him there for a long while until I knew he was spent then slowly pulled the head of his dick back past my throat and slid my mouth off his cock.  He collapsed back on the couch watching me swallow what was left of him in my mouth.  I moved between his legs still on my knees and kissed him shooting my tongue into his mouth to share the taste.  He willingly accepted my tongue and kissed me back more passionately then I have ever been kissed in my life.  If my pussy were not wet and sensitive enough by this point it certainly grew and I felt a little knot of anticipation building in my stomach.  He continued to kiss me and with his strong frame picked me up from the floor in one swoop and carried me to my bedroom laying me across my bed and moving the giant overstuffed teddy bear he’d given me as a gift on a previous visit.  I felt so small as Matt stood over me laying across my bed and I could now more than ever appreciate his strength and size.  He moved toward me laying across the top of me by never quite touching my body with his except to kiss me with the same passion he’s just done on the living room couch.  My body shivered with chills and my nipples hardened until they hurt.  He moved from kissing my lips over my chin, down my neck to the middle of my chest then took a breast into his mouth and gently flicked my nipple with his tongue.  I was beside myself and wanted so badly to relieve myself by shoving my fingers in my own pussy to give myself the building release I needed.  Matt felt my anticipation and as if I had said out loud what I was thinking he continue sucking on my breast, one then the other, while moving his hands up to grab my wrists and pin me from touching myself or him in any way.  I couldn’t help myself and as I have never experience before I began to squirm uncontrollably under his body.  He let the weight of his frame slowly down on my hips and waste.  I could feel the head of his cock against the opening of labia and I so wanted him to push into me and spread my pussy lips wide open.  Instead he slowly and purposefully guided the head of his dick up and down the length of my pussy slit from the bottom all the way up past my clit and back down again.  I was going crazy and before I knew what had happened my pussy clenched up and I body went as rigid as a board pushing against his weight and I came – I came hard and deep and long.  When I started to relax I didn’t have the same feeling of being spent and not wanting more (like was so often the case with other boys I’d been with).  My body had not betrayed me and even though I had just reached the most intense orgasm I’d ever felt I was ready for more (instead of the usual clenching my teeth through the rest of being fucked until the guy was finished). 

 

Matt released his grip on my wrists and lifted his hips and guided me to roll over onto my stomach under him.  He pulled his knees up on either side and sat up on the back of my thighs.  I could feel the weight of his hard cock laying in the valley formed by my ass.  He leaned down and kissed the back of my neck pulling my hair to the side.  With his hands he rubbed my back hard and with deep massaging circles.  Where his hands went his mouth followed with kisses down and down slowly until he reached my ass cheeks.  He continued rubbing up once cheek down the other and then pulled my ass cheeks apart and ran his tough the length down my ass until he got between my leg and was licking my pussy lips.  I could feel his nose buried in my ass as his tongue worked my pussy and clit from behind.  He knew my pussy better then I knew myself and with a finger rubbed the clit gently.  When his tongue hit the clit he’d move his finger inside my pussy and rub my g-spot simultaneously.  I couldn’t help myself and I began to once again feel another orgasm coming on.  He sensed this too and kept up the rhythm with his fingers but moved his head and body back up my back until I felt the head of his cock against my pussy lips and moved his finger away.  Slowly, and without missing a beat he moved his cock past the entrance to my pussy moving in an inch, pulling all the way back out and pushing back in an inch deeper each time until I could feel his groin and balls all the way up against the back of my legs and the top of his dick bottoming out inside my pussy.  He was bigger than anything I have had before.  He was more gentle, caring of my needs, knowing of my desires and a man like no other now buried as deep into my pussy as possible.  For the first time since kissing him in the living room either of use spoke when he told me that I made his cock feel so incredibly good inside my tight pussy.  With that he began to slowly move in and out fucking me.  I could not help myself and without any thing more to grab onto I bit down on an edge of comforter clenching my teeth and the orgasm I was so close to finally took over and I once again screamed and clenched down my pussy against the side of his cock.  Matt slowly slid his cock completely out of my pussy and I felt the fire of a thousand torches shooting though my body.  I was out of control and needed more.  But now more than what I needed, I needed to feel him explode inside my pussy washing the inside with his cum.   As soon as I felt his weight come off my ass I rolled over and motioned for him to roll off of me onto his back.  I got up next to him and kissed the light hair on his stomach and up his chest.  Reaching his face I had taken the time necessary to rest myself.  I reached one leg over him straddling his waste until I felt his cock at my pussy.  Pushing back I felt his length drive into me until I was at the bottom where I could sit up on him and fuck him for myself.  He tried putting his hands on my ass to guide me but I made him grab the bed covers and rode him myself up and down, side to side and in circular motions.  I wanted his cock to feel every part of my pussy as it had done in my mouth before.  I was purposefully moving slowly although I could tell he wanted me to speed up the rhythm to make him cum.  I denied him this and made him watch me play with my own tits as I rode up and down, back and forth across his pelvis driving his cock into the deepest parts of my pussy.  He loved the show and when his eyes shifted from my kneading my own tits to looking at my pussy grinding against his hips, cock buried to the hilt.  Then I felt it.  His cock twitched and the thrust of his cum moving up the shaft I felt on the walls of my pussy until it exploded out of the top deep inside of me.  I’d never felt so satisfied in myself or having satisfied a partner as I did with Matt.  We collapsed in each others arms, me on top of him leaving his spent cock to soften inside my pussy until it slipped out on it’s own.  We slept for a short time until the motion of one of us moving stirred up both awake again.  Matt and I had one more good fucking on the bed when he turned me around and fucked me doggie style.  This time there were no points for style, it was raw animal fucking.  My banging my ass back to meet his every thrust forward, he had a hold of my waist at the top of each hip and was using my hip bone to pull himself deep into me until.  I quickly succumbed to an unprecedented third orgasm in one night no less intense than either of the first two.  However Matt could sense I was overly sensitive inside when he pulled out and turned me over shoving his cock into my face.  I had just wrapped my lips around the head when  I felt the first shot hit my tongue, Matt thrust downward into my throat and finished cuming deeper down my throat than I have ever had anything before that didn’t hit my stomach and get digested.

 

Matt and I have continued our sharing in the passion of living in the shadows with an abusive mother/wife.  I have recently gotten engaged myself to another man, but that’s a different part of my life.  I will continue to fuck Matt and I suspect the same will be true through my own marriage.  In our own twisted way it our gift to each other for having to share the life we lead with our common devil.  I don’t expect anyone else to understand or accept the fact that Matt was, is and continues to be the best fuck and most talented partner I will ever have, but for Matt and I this works and as long as we are willing and able we will continue fucking each other this way.

Tony's hands. She always imagined it was Tony touching her. She had read that some women fantasise about other men. The window cleaner or a movie star, but for Mary it was always Tony. No other man had ever touched her - she was his and his alone.

She lay on the bed and let her fingers slip into the thong, which barely covered her pussy, and began to stroke herself. She started to lose herself in her fantasy when she heard the front door and the voices of her 15-year-old son Tom and his friends.

Her pussy was wet but she just couldn't continue with the boys in the house.

Mary put on the dress she had bought when she got the underwear. It was a simple dress with a zip down the front. The type of dress that had really turned Tony on when the first got together. He loved to slowly slide the zip down, caressing her with his fingers as he revealed more of her body. Just the thought made her pussy juices flow and she so wanted to fuck. She had to plan a way of getting Tom out of the house when Tony came home because she was going to have him tonight.

Mary didn't pull the zip right up, she left the dress open enough so that anyone looking would see a hint of breast and bra, and she went downstairs.

As she walked into the lounge Tom's friends, Mike and Dave, stopped talking and looked at her. They always looked at her breasts, never at her face. As she spoke to them, their faces reddened and they looked away, murmuring their 'hellos' to the carpet.

Mary walked through the lounge into the kitchen and smiling that at least she looked good to a couple of adolescent boys. She made three glasses of juice and slipped the zip down a couple of inches so they could get a good look at her bra.

She carried the drinks into the lounge and squatted down to place the glasses on the coffee table. Her dress rose up above her knees slightly and, when she looked up, she could see all three of them gazing at her tits. She stayed in this position as she talked to them. "How was school?" and other inane questions. The boys, including her son, were red faced and fidgeting nervously, unable to properly answer or take their eyes off her breasts.

The phone ringing interrupted her game and, as she rose to answer the phone, the boys grabbed their glasses and rushed upstairs to Tom's bedroom.

As soon as she heard Tony's voice on the phone she knew that he wouldn't be home tonight. He was going on about some important client meeting but she never really heard, or even cared.

Mary muttered "Not to worry, I'll see you tomorrow" and hung up. She had to come to terms with no sex again tonight and walked slowly up the stairs to change her clothes.

On the landing, she saw Tom's bedroom door was ajar and could see them clustered around the computer. She had never seen the fascination with computer games and stopped to see what was on the screen.

"This is a new set of clips I downloaded last night." Tom was saying to his eager friends. "One day I'll get my Dad's credit card and download a complete movie instead of just clips"

It didn't register with Mary what they were talking about and, as she continued to watch the screen, a movie began to play.

The movie started with a woman talking to two men. Mary couldn't hear what was being said as the sound was turned down low. Suddenly the picture froze and a caption appeared across the screen.

"M.I.L.F. Mothers I Like to Fuck"

Mary was startled but continued to watch in silence as the next scene began. The woman was now in an apartment with the two men sitting either side of her. The first man had his hand inside her blouse. His trousers were undone and she was stroking his erect penis. The second man had removed his tee-shirt and was pushing the woman's skirt up. He pulled her legs gently apart and then positioned himself on his knees between her legs and thrust his face into her crotch.

The scene changed and now the first man was naked standing beside the sofa. The woman was also naked and she was sucking his cock . The second man, now also naked, had spread her legs even further apart and, as he licked her pussy, the camera went in for a close-up of his tongue in action.

The scene jumped again and the woman was now on all fours on the sofa. Man one was behind her fucking her hard and slapping her arse. The second man was in front of her, his cock in her mouth. The way he held her head and thrust his cock into her mouth suggested that the woman wasn't giving him a blowjob, he was fucking her mouth.

Another scene change and the woman is on her knees. The men standing either side of her, wanking. Man one suddenly cums and his spunk splashes across her face. As she turns towards man one, she grabs his cock and takes it in her mouth, letting him shoot the rest of his load into her throat. Man two cums and she releases man one and takes man two into her mouth.

Another scene change and the woman's face is in close up. She laughs as the spunk drools down her face and from between her lips. She starts to wipe up the spunk and feed it to herself when the movie ends.

Mary had been so engrossed in the film that she hadn't realised that she had unzipped the dress and was rubbing her crotch, which was now really hot and wet.

Her eyes turned to the boys, all of them desperately trying to control their erections inside their trousers.

Mary pushed the door open and stood in the entrance to Tom's room. Her dress undone and her body and underwear on full display. The boys turned and stared.

Mary walked into the room without speaking, let her dress drop to the floor and climbed on to Tom's bed. There was a porno magazine on the pillow and she picked this up and opened it at random.

"I think my body is as good as hers, what do you think?" she asked. The boys just stared and seemed frozen to the spot. She put the magazine down with the picture showing, removed her bra, very slowly, and laid back on the bed with her arms stretched above her head.

Tom and Mike were at the top of the bed and now had a topless woman lying between them. Dave was sitting nearer the foot of the bed and his eyes darted from her tits to her crotch and back again.

"Well" she said, "what do you think?"

She reached forward and took Mike's hand. She guided his hand to her breast and breathed in sharply as he squeezed her. "Gently Mike, they are attached to me." She giggled.

Tom's head was quite close to her, so she placed her hand at the back of his head and gently pulled him down to her tit. He resisted a little but she maintained the pressure and soon his mouth was sucking at her nipple.

Dave was rubbing his hand up and down her leg, enjoying the sensation of feeling the change from stocking to flesh. Each upward stroke getting closer to her pussy. At last he reached her crotch and began to rub gently. In his inexperience he was just rubbing and she wanted him to push his finger into her slit, but didn't want to disturb any of them as the explored her.

Dave was now pulling at her thong so she lifted her arse off the bed to show that she was a willing participant. He dragged her thong off quickly and pushed her legs apart. Momentarily he just stared at her glistening cunt before thrusting his finger into her.

She jumped at the pain inflicted by the jab of a finger inside her.

"Slowly and gently boys, there is plenty of time."

Tom had stopped sucking her tit and was staring at his friends finger sliding in and out of his mother's pussy. A look of confusion began to cross his face so she acted quickly. She grabbed his cock through his trousers and squeezed and rubbed. He was hard and, despite the fact that it was his mother, couldn't avoid the show of pleasure.

Mike couldn't wait to be asked so he stood up and stripped off. Mary watched as he removed his tee shirt. He pulled at his trousers and pants with such excitement she could hear the zip on his trousers snap as he pushed them down to his ankles. His young, hard cock wavered around like a flagpole. She caught hold and pulled him closer.

Grasping his shaft tightly in her hand, she licked the throbbing knob. Flicking her tongue around it, over it. Then she took the knob into her mouth and sucked and licked. She gently took more and more of his cock in her mouth it was burning and throbbing.

She released Mike's cock and turned to Tom. "Let me suck you" she said, staring into his eyes.

"Do it Tom" Mike urged, "she's fucking great"

As she continued to stare into Tom's eyes, he removed his trousers. As soon as his cock was free of his clothing, she grabbed it and began to suck. However confused he felt about his mother, there was no way he was going to resist being sucked off by a woman, even his mother.

Dave had been fingering her and watching her suck his friends while he pumped his cock with his hand. There was no way he could wait to get his clothes off. His trousers were down to his knees and he was ready!

He moved in closer and began to rub her wet pussy with his knob. He positioned himself at the opening to her cunt and began to push inside her. She moaned as his cock pushed into her and opened her legs wider to give him the opportunity to push in as deep as possible.

As Dave pumped her cunt, she sucked Tom's cock harder and squeezed and pulled Mike's cock. The boys loved the way she moaned and her tits bounced each time Dave thumped his cock hard into her. As Mike and Tom fondled her breasts, she released Tom's cock.

"Don't cum inside me boys. You can come on me or in my mouth, but not inside me, not today anyway"

To Dave the fact that she said the word cum while his cock was throbbing inside her was nearly too much. He pulled out quickly and squeezed his cock to try and prevent himself cumming at all. He wanted more and he didn't want to shoot his load too early.

When Mike saw Dave pull out, he decided it was his turn and moved down the bed. He and Dave did an awkward manoeuvre but eventually sorted themselves out and Dave made his way to the top of the bed while Mike positioned himself between her legs.

Mike wasted no time placing his cock and thrusting it inside her. He quickly got into a rhythm and every now and again increased the speed and force. Mike took hold of her leg and raised it so that she was resting it on his shoulder and began to fuck her even harder and deeper.

Dave was standing beside her, wanking, and trying to direct his cock to her mouth. She had never let Tony put his cock in her mouth once it had been inside her. She had no desire to taste her own juices. She wouldn't even kiss Tony after he had licked her pussy. But Dave was getting desperate and she relented and opened her mouth. She sucked his cock hard and took the juices into her mouth. There was no time to think about the taste as Dave began to fuck her mouth and she needed to take hold of his cock and get him under control.

Mike had been thrusting hard and fast and suddenly pulled out so as not to cum inside her. Cock in hand, he moved up the bed and pushed Tom out of the way. Mary took Dave's cock out of her mouth and held it tight. She grabbed Mike's cock to maintain control.

She looked at Tom, his cock standing hard and proud.

"Fuck me Tom, fuck me now"

Her voice was low and urgent.

Everything seemed to stop while Tom moved down the bed and spread his mother's legs. He knelt between her legs, took his cock in his hand and stroked her pussy with the knob. At last his knob touched the entrance to her cunt. He paused, looked up at his friends and his mother, then rammed his cock into her. He pounded harder and harder and started shouting "You fucking whore, you fucking whore".

Mike and Dave laughed out loud and began to wank harder. Mike shot his load first. The spunk blasted her cheek and he pulled her head to try and deliver the rest into her mouth. She turned towards Mike and opened her mouth and watched as he jerked spewing spunk all over her face. At the same time, she felt hot jets of spunk hitting her ear as Dave finally let go. She turned now towards Dave and felt his load shoot into her hair and across her eyes.

Tom too had reached his limit and pulled out of her in time to shoot his load onto her breasts and stomach.

The boys began to fall away from her but she just grabbed Mike and Dave.

"Wait", she commanded.

She took Mike's cock into her mouth and sucked it clean. She turned to Dave and repeated the action with him. She released them and looked at her son, kneeling between her legs, cock in hand, still dribbling his juices onto her.

"Come here" she beckoned to him.

Tom worked his way towards her face by straddling her body. By the time he reached her face, he was sitting on her tits. She lifted her head slightly and he placed his cock into her mouth. She sucked and licked and swallowed and wanted more. Tom lifted himself off of his mother and stood at the side of the bed with Mike. Mary began to laugh as she looked from one to the other of them, still holding their cocks.

She got up from the bed, picked up her clothes and made her way to the door.

"You three ought to get a move on, you have football practise in half an hour"

Mary smiled and left the room, heading for the shower.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I can honestly say that maybe it's one time that the truth really did get me in trouble. That is if you consider what I'm about to tell you to be trouble. You'll just have to decide for yourself on that one. Before I go much further, I better take just a moment and tell you who I am. My name is Lisa and I'm 39. Mark's father and I divorced a little over ten years ago. I remarried two years after that but as fate would have it, my second husband, Bill, was killed in a traffic accident a year after we married. At least he left me a comfortable house and a nice nest egg. I'm not rich mind you, but I don't hurt for money either. I do my best to stay in shape and, well I look pretty good for my age even if I have to say so myself. I don't have a steady boyfriend and haven't for a while, but that's by choice. After Bill died I just kind of decided I didn't need any more heartache in my life, at least not right away. Now let me tell you about Mark. He turned eighteen a couple of months before this all happened and had just graduated from high school. He's a good kid, has always stayed out of trouble, helps me out around the house, and for the most part has always gotten good grades. He's a very good-looking young man, rugged yet not sloppy. Played high school football so he's in great shape. Was quite good actually but didn't get a scholarship, blew out his knee in the next to last game of his senior season. I've always been quite proud of him and always will be. Ok, now back to my tale. Where was I? Oh yes, we had that conversation about drugs, and for any of you in my age bracket I think you'll understand. I was quite relieved to find out he smokes some weed but doesn't do anything else. For those of you not from my era, let me just explain that smoking weed was pretty much always considered to be about the same as drinking, only nicer in my book. I was very relieved to know he wasn't doing crack, coke, meth, or any of the other various hard drugs he could have been doing. He actually seemed very surprised to find out that both his father and I used to smoke. I guess any kid his age would be. They picture us all as prudish and inexperienced. If they only really knew the truth almost all of our kids would be shocked I suppose. I didn't even bother explaining to him that his very existence probably began because of smoking weed with his father at a drive in movie theatre. Even when you're being honest and open, some things are better left unsaid. Mark then hit me with a question that probably should have shocked me, but instead peaked my interest. "I was going to go pick up a bag in a little while mom, think you'd be interesting in trying some?" he asked. When I look back, I probably should have said no, but it'd been so long since I smoked or even drank for that matter that I couldn't help but think it'd be fun to get stoned and just let my hair down for a change. "I don't know mark" I said, "maybe, well I probably shouldn't." "Oh what the hell, sure, in fact I'll tell you what." I continued, "While you are out getting that, I'll go and get us a pizza and pick up a couple of DVD's." We then agreed to meet back at the house in a couple of hours and get the evening started. I went to the video store and picked out a couple of movies. Then I went back home and ordered the pizza. While I was waiting for it, I remembered that my first husband had left some boxes at the house that I've never gotten rid of and I wondered. Maybe, just maybe it's in one of the boxes so I went up to the attic to look. It didn't take to awful long to find it. There it was at the bottom of the second box I looked in. Our old bong. Thought I might as well just go ahead and give it to Mark now anyhow, so I took it downstairs with me and got it cleaned up and ready. Mark got back about a half an hour later and his timing was perfect, the pizza had only been there for about 3 or 4 minutes and was still hot. He took one look at the bong sitting on the coffee table and just had to know where the hell it had come from. I explained about the boxes in the attic and that as far as I was concerned it was now his. He seemed pretty tickled by it. So know we had food, movies, and pot. The party was about to begin. As I served up pizza he went ahead and cleaned the weed and packed the bong. By the time we were done eating the moment of truth had arrived. Mark lifted the bong to his mouth and fired it up. That old familiar smell filled the room as he passed it to me and for the first time in 18 years I took a hit and it hit me like a ton of bricks. Mark definitely smoked a lot more of it than I did. I was wasted after just a few hits. After he had finished off the bowl, he set the bong down and got up and popped a movie into the player. As he settled back down onto the couch he looked at me and we both just busted out loud laughing. We were both wasted and we knew it. He was the first to say anything. "Jesus Mom! You looked completely fried!" and that got us to giggling like school kids. We laughed about nothing for quite awhile. I'm not really even sure how long. Time is a non-entity when you're stoned. After that, we just both kicked back and were pretty quiet for a while. Mark finally broke the silence and said that we needed to smoke some more. I was hesitant but he was insistent. Next thing I knew he was sitting beside me firing up the bong again. By the time we finished off that bowl, I was messed up. This shit they smoke today is so much more potent than the stuff I remember. After he put the bong down Mark laid back on the couch. He didn't even scoot over; he just flopped down. I just leaned back against the arm of the sofa. I looked at him and realized I was starring right up his shorts. I really couldn't see anything, but the point is I was starring. I forgot how pot always seems to just make your mind focus on sex, no matter what. I really felt guilty about starring but I have to admit I was really hoping that somehow he would move just right and I'd get a peak. I'm not sure how long it was, but after what seemed like a very long time I knew I needed to hit the sack. I was just too wasted to function, and to be honest, I was dying to play with my pussy; I'd really gotten horny and could just hear my vibrator calling my name. I told Mark I was going to bed and he protested a little, but I think he knew I was too stoned to do much else. I made it to bed and stripped out of my clothes. I got my vibrator out of my dresser and turned off the lights. I lay down and began to touch myself. Damn it felt good! Pot always makes sexual feelings so much more intense if you ask me. I turned on my vibe and began to insert it. I was in absolute heaven. I was feeling so good. I lost myself in the pleasure. Now I never asked him but either I was making too much noise and he got curious, or he was being just downright naughty but I suddenly realized that my bedroom door wasn't shut completely any more. There was just enough light to see that it was open just a little. I was about to stop and get up and shut it when I happened to look into the mirror on my dresser and I could see Mark standing there watching me. If I hadn't been stoned I honestly can't say if I would have done anything different but I just went with the flow. I kept right on masturbating. It really gave it something extra to know he was watching. I wasn't positive but I was pretty sure he was naked and stroking. I couldn't believe myself but I was wishing I could see. I had an earth shattering orgasm, my entire body convulsed. I came so hard and so loud that if Mark weren't standing there watching me he still would have known that his mother had just climaxed. I was like an animal. Again I can't be absolutely certain but I think he came too. The next morning I got up late and took a good long shower. When I got dressed and went down stairs Mark was waiting for me in the living room. "Come on and sit down Mom, I have a cup of coffee here for you and the bong is packed and ready." "Oh come on Mark," I said. "Last night was fun but I'm not so sure I want to get wasted first thing in the morning." He told me to suit myself and fired up the bong. I sat there sipping my coffee as he took a couple of hits and then offered it to me. I thought to myself "Oh what the hell" and took a hit. After that I was right there with him toke for toke. We didn't stop till bowl was cooked. We both then just leaned back against opposite arms of the couch. We lay there talking and I realized I wasn't looking anywhere but straight at his crotch. He was sitting with his legs king of spread and I had I nice view of it. He didn't say anything about noticing but he let one of his hands slide down over his crotch, kind of inch by inch, until he was fondling himself. An absolute silence enveloped us and I just lay there watching him become bolder and bolder with his touches. Soon he was rubbing himself blatantly. I was mesmerized. "Want to see it Mom?" the words shocked me into reality. "Want me to take it out and show it to you?" "Your eyes have been glued to it for a long time now." "Really, I like being watched, I'll take it out if you want me to." I couldn't believe what I was hearing him say but then the words just came right out of my mouth, or should I say word. "Yes!" Mark didn't hesitate, he pushed his ass up far enough so that he could get his shorts off and in no time at all he was naked from the waist down. He then took off his tee shirt saying, "I might as well get completely comfortable." His hard dick swayed in the air with every movement he made and I couldn't take my eyes off of it. "Every time I get high I get so horny." Said Mark. "I just got to stroke it. You want me to stroke it don't you Mom?" "I know you were watching me watching you last night." "I bet you wanted to see my cock as bad as I wanted a better view of your pussy." "Mark" I said, "I can't believe how bad you are being" "What's gotten into you?" "I can't help it mom, when I heard you playing with yourself last night I realized you were just as horny as I was. I couldn't help but try and see, you are so sexy and I just knew you'd put on a hell of a show." I didn't say a word, at least not for a while. I just sat there and watch him playing with his cock. It is long and thick and it was as hard as a rock. As I watched him stroke it I my pussy was getting wetter and wetter. I couldn't remember a time in my life when I was even close to being as horny as I was right then. "You have a beautiful cock Mark, it's much bigger than your dad's" I said. Then I asked, "Would you like me to get naked too honey? Do you want to get a good look at my pussy?" He smiled and told me, "Yeah Mom, you know I want to see your pussy, your tits too. Come on! Get those freaking clothes off. You know you want to." His boldness just served to egg me on, and I started to strip. I did it slowly. I wanted to savor the moment. He might have seen me last but there was much light. Now he was going to get a good look and I wanted both of us to enjoy it. I stood up and slowly took off my tee shirt. When it was off I spun around once or twice, just for effect. Then I ever so slowly peeled off my shorts. That left me in bra and panties and I was so excited that I felt like I'd come immediately if I touched myself. I spun around once again and asked him if he liked what he saw so far. "Not bad for an old broad don't you think?" "You look pretty damned good to me Mom. I can't wait to see that bra and those panties come off." Mark said. I turned my back to him and backed up to him. "Why don't you undo my bra for me honey" I said. He didn't need to be asked twice. He reached up and quickly unhooked it for me and I let it fall from my shoulders. He then let his hands drift down my back and before he settled back down into the couch he felt up my panty-clad ass. I then spun around and let him get a nice look at my boobies. I cupped them and pinched my nipples. Then I kind of laughingly shook them at him. The way he looked at them drove me absolutely wild with lust. He looked hungry and I wanted to feed him. I stood before him in just my panties and I nice dirty thought crossed my mind. "Why don't you help me with the panties now Mark. Pull them off for me honey." "Would you like to help Mommy?" He grinned from ear to ear and reached up and put a hand on either side of my hips. He then started to slowly pull them down. I was tingling all over. He got them all the way off and I stepped out of them and then laid down on the couch. I spread my legs wide and gave him a good long look. I asked him straight out, "Do you like my pussy Mark? Does it look yummy?" I really didn't think for a second that he didn't like it. I just wanted to hear him say he did. From the way he was looking at it and stroking his cock I already knew the answer. "Mom it looks delicious" he said and then added, "I'm going to erupt if I keep looking at it." Then he said something that really blew my mind, either I'm naïve or for what ever reason I just never noticed but he said, "I've been trying to see you naked for so long. I can't tell you how bad I've wanted to. You are just so hot Mom." So now there we were. Me watching him stroke his hard rock dick. Him watching me finger my pussy. This was this had to be one of the most, if not the most erotic moments of my life. The fact that I was stoned just served to make it all feel just so much better. Something then happened that just served to prove to me just how kinky I really can be. The telephone rang and for a second we both just froze. Mark went ahead and answered it and it turned out to be his father. It seems he had scored some good tickets to a ball game and wanted to know if Mark wanted to go with him. While they were talking Mark was making gestures like a person does when they don't want to be rude but they want the other person on the phone to hurry up and say what they have to say. I felt neglected at that point and decided to tease Mark some. I got down on my knees beside the couch and crawled over between his legs. As he continued to talk with his dad I started to rub my hands up and down his thighs. He gave me a look of panic and I took that as a signal to go a little further. I took a hold of his cock and started to stroke it. It felt so good in my hands and quickly was as hard as a rock again. At that point I couldn't resist and I licked the length of the shaft. It tasted too good to pass up and as my tongue reached the head I opened my mouth and let it slide on in. So there we were, Mark talking to his dad on the phone while I sucked his cock. I can tell you this much, he had one hell of a time keeping his composure. I have to give him credit though; he did it. I really don't know how he did it because I was sucking his cock for all I was worth. Just as he finished his call I got up off my knees and straddled him. I kissed him right on the lips as I guided his big cock into my pussy. My pussy was soaked with juices so it slide right in. I gasped as it filled me and I started riding him like a bucking bronco. "Fuck me! Fuck me Mark!" I screamed, and he did. His cock felt like it was filling me up completely. I ground my cunt into him as hard and as fast as I could. "Oh God! You're going to make me cum you mother fucker!" I yelled and erupted into a mind shattering orgasm. Mark was right behind me. As my climax started to subside he said he was about to shoot his load. I quickly dismounted him and engulfed his rod. I wanted his hot load in my mouth. I wanted to taste it, to savor it, yes, to devour it and he was about to oblige me. "Holy shit Mom here it comes!" he said and I could feel his shaft swell in my mouth and he exploded giving me a mouthful of his tasty man cream. I tried my best to swallow every last drop some did drip out the sides of my mouth. That liked up until he was clean. We then lay down in each other's arms for a while and then I heard him say some magic words. "Hey Mom, how about I pack us another bowl."

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‘nearly 11.’

‘did you sleep well?’ I asked him.

‘hmmm…I haven’t slept a lot.’

‘what have you been doing then?!’ I asked.

‘ummm…just watching you sleep.’

‘ahh, that is so cute!’ I smiled, lying down again and patting the bed next to me. He lay next to me and slowly entered his tongue into my mouth. I stopped him.

‘You know what? I honestly cannot believe we never got these cute little hot pants off of me!’ I said, innocently flicking the elastic around my hips.

‘Well, that can be changed,’ he said, hooking the elastic round his thumbs and dragging them down my legs, then flinging them on the other side of the room. He took one look at my hairless mound and moaned. He buried his face into my crotch, smelling my scent. He moaned again. Then he licked all the way from my ass hole to my clit, which he took into his mouth and nibbled lightly. It felt amazing, and I moaned loudly. He lapped up my juices like a cat laps milk, before slowly inserting his tongue into my burning hole.

‘oh shit Ollie! don’t fucking stop…oh god!’ I screeched. He felt amazing. His finger pinched, twisted and pulled at my clit, sending electric pulses running through my body as his tongue plunged deep into my pussy. My hands were groping my boobs, pinching, twisting and pulling at my nipples in synchronisation as he mauled my clit. It wasn’t long before I reached my climax.

‘oh fuck bro, I’m gonna fucking cum all over you fucking face. Ahhhhhhh…I’m cummmmmming! Lap it all up bro, oh shit! Oh sweet mother of…ahhhhhhh!’

Ollie’s head popped up from between my legs, looking like the cat that had got the cream. He crawled up to me and I plunged my tongue into his mouth, tasting my own cum. It turned me on so much!

‘that was incredible!’ I said to him. ‘you are so good!’

‘thanks, you weren’t bad last night either!’

I was so hot now that I didn’t care if he was related to me, I was gonna fuck him!

‘lie down,’ I told him. He lay on his back, his cock stood rock solid in the air.

‘what are you gonna do?’ he asked me.

‘you’ll see…’ I smiled.

I straddled his waist, and lined up my pussy over his cock. Then without warning I sat down, shoving the whole 8 inches deep inside of me.

‘shit!’ Ollie yelled. ‘your not a virgin!’

‘fuck no! Can you honestly see me surviving without a guys cock?!’

He moaned his agreement and gripped onto my hips, forcing me up and down his hard member. I squealed my appreciation, tilted my head back and rode him like a horse. Both of our hips were clashing in mid-air, our crotches forcing his dick further into me than I thought possible. When he left me, I felt empty and craved him and when he invaded my tight pussy, it took all of my strength to accommodate him. But I loved every minute of it. After a while he pulled me off him. I moaned my disapproval.

‘what’s the matter,’ I asked, pouting my lips and reaching for his cock that I so dearly needed.

‘nothing, I just want to try something new.’

He told me to stand up and bend over the chest of drawers against the wall. I did as he said, and he walked up behind me, admiring my cute ass.

‘oh come on already!’ I yelled and backed onto his cock.

This new position took him deeper and deeper inside me with every push. Soon I was moaning like there was no tomorrow, bent over the drawers like the cock-whore that I was. Ollie was slamming into me, his balls slapping my clit every time, telling me that he was fucking me deep and hard.

‘oh shit, harder HARDER, I’m almost there. I’m gonna cum!’

Ollie began to pound into me each stroke going deep and harder like never before.

‘fuck I’m gonna come!’ he soon yelled and began to pull out.

‘NO!’ I said. ‘I wanna feel your cum deep inside me!’

He pulled out fully, much to my dismay, but then pulled me around and shoved me backwards over the chest of drawers before slamming into me one last time. I felt his cock shoot bullets of hot cum deep into my hot pussy. That was the last straw. I moaned loudly as I came, my pussy pulsating over his member lodged deep inside of me.

Part three

When Ollie finally pulled out of my burning pussy, we both collapsed onto the mattress on the floor and sighed.

‘that was amazing!’ I said leaning in to kiss him deeply, moaning through the kiss.

‘I agree, you are one hot little minx!’ he laughed. I smiled at him.

‘what time is it now?’ I asked.

He leaned over to the clock and told me it was ten to one.

‘what time did dad say they would be home?’

‘not before eight.’ he said, grinning.

‘mmmm…a whole afternoon of hardcore fucking,’ I giggled.

‘yes, but right now, I’m fucking starving!’ Ollie said.

We stood up and changed, although I’m not sure why. Ollie pulled on his no-ass jeans, whereas I had no idea where any of my stuff was flung so I wrapped myself with the bed sheet that lay crumpled on the floor. We went downstairs and looked in the fridge at what was for breakfast. The phone rang, so Ollie went to get it while I poured two glasses of juice for us.

‘That was dad,’ Ollie said. ‘The lads are in this football tournament that won’t finish ‘til later and then there’s a barbeque and stuff so he said they will be back later than planned.’

‘fine by me,’ I grinned, turning around to give him his juice, only to have it knocked all over me

‘Oh my god I am soooo sorry!’ Ollie said, laughing at my face. The juice, straight from the fridge, was ice cold and had just been poured all over my torso! I ripped off the wet bed sheet, leaving me butt naked and glistening with apple juice.

‘here, let me get that!’ Ollie said, leaning down and lapping up the apple juice from my tits and stomach. I moaned at him.

‘so much for breakfast!’ I said.

‘I’m having mine,’ he grinned, feasting on my tits. I leaned back against the counter and enjoyed the pleasure Ollie was giving me. He worked his magic with his tongue, leaving me squirming all over the place! As he licked off the remaining juice from my tits, I felt two fingers shoot straight into my waiting pussy.

‘Damn, sis, you’re still tight up here!’ he grinned at me.

‘I know, maybe I needed loosening up a bit,’ I said, biting my lower lip and smiling seductively.

‘but, sis I don’t know if my big cock that you love so much is thick enough for the job.’ he said to me.

‘oh I don’t know about that,’ I smiled at him. ‘I just love your huge cock, bro,’

‘no really, you need something bigger. Just trust me ok.’

‘alright then, have your way with me.’ I said to him.

He lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist. I picked up his hard cock and began to rub it gently.

‘but bro, I just love the way your cock makes me feel…’ I said, looking sad. ‘I feel empty without it.’

Ollie ignored me. He carried me over to the island of work surfaces that was in the middle of the kitchen and placed me on top, telling me to shut my eyes and spread my legs. I did as he said. I heard his clattering around for a while. Then, without warning, I felt something icy cold rub against my slit, sending shivers down my spine. My eyes popped open, revealing Ollie rubbing me with an ice lolly!

‘oh shit, bro that feels soooo good! On my clit, rub my clit. Ahhhhhhh!’ the feeling was incredible as he rubbed my clit with the lollypop. It was a matter of seconds before it had melted though, due to the intense heat that my pussy was giving out. He bent over and licked up the melted lolly, mixed with my juices and I moaned in delight.

‘get another one!’ I said. ‘shove it deep in my pussy, bro!’

‘I have a better idea,’ he said mischievously. ‘close your eyes again.’

I did as he said, biting my bottom lip in anticipation. Soon, I felt Ollie’s presence, hovering over me.

‘I’m waiting,’ I said. ‘come on bro, do me! Right here, right now!’

Again my eyes popped wide open, in sheer pleasure as I moaned deeply. I felt my pussy being invaded my something much thicker that Ollie’s tool. I looked down to see him shoving a huge cucumber in and out of my burning love hole with all his might!

‘oh fuck bro, fuck me hard. Oh yea…’ I groaned and lay back, sprawled over the counter.

Ollie had his hand gripped around his cock, jacking himself off as he plunged that cucumber deep into my pussy, watching my eyes pop open.

‘mmmm…yeah bro. No, shit! Fuck me more!’ I slurred at him, dizzy with pleasure. The feeling was unbelievable. I just felt invaded, and it turned me on so much it was amazing. Ollie soon came, streaking his jizz all over my tits and mouth. He rubbed it in, then fed me his cum with his fingers. He tasted fabulous. Then he went back to working my pussy with the cucumber, his other hand flicking over my clit and occasionally sticking a finger in my asshole. That’s what finally took me over the edge, and I flooded the vegetable with my cum. As Ollie took it out of my cunt I collapsed, exhausted onto the worktop.

on the screen from the kitchen. Finishing his breakfast he takes a bottle of water from the fridge as well as a small dish of low fat cottage cheese. Moving to the TV he shuts it off then moves to the wall pressing the panel to open the door there.

Quietly he pads down the carpeted stairs silent like a ghost. He looks around the room seeing everything as it should be the bathroom door still open. There is a bench along one wall with different types of chains hanging from the ceiling and wall. There in the corner is a work table with wall hooks holding all sorts of whips, canes, and toys. In the middle of the room is a doctors table silver chrome shining dully under the dim light. Heavy manacles hang from the ceiling by chain. There is also a small saw horse of stained wood and a pair of stocks on a small platform in the far corner. He moves from the stairs to the table setting down the water and food.

Walking from the table to the cage he types in the code to unlock the door. The door pops open allowing him to walk in standing over her helpless form. Her red hair hides her face as he looks on she begins to wiggle obviously awake. The contours of her pale ass beg him to caress her there. He crouches down letting his hand stroke her ass cheeks her whimper of fear like music to his ears. The dry cum in her ass crack from last night is hard and crusted now. Talis manages to flip her hair out of her face giving him his first look at her face this morning.

He sees her blue eyes are shoot thru with red from all the crying she has done since last night. Her lips look swollen from where she chewed on them in despair. Her hair is loose it would seem most of it escaped her hair tie during her struggles. Her collar is still fastened to her lovely throat like a trophy. He reaches down stroking her bared neck feeling her shiver with his touch. “Did you sleep well my pet?” His words sound concerned he feels her bodies shivering increase with his words. “No my arms ache and I really need to use the ladies room....Sir” Her voice sounds pain filled and hopeless sweet music to his ears. When she spoke his eyes showed displeasure at her tone. Lifting the remote into her view caused her to add the sir to appease him.

He reaches from her ass to her arms unbinding them slowly as he does this his words once more capture her attention. “If you learn today I will not bind you tonight, when I put you to bed my pet.” When he unties her first wrist he can see the pain of her freedom in those blue eyes. His hands carefully rub circulation back into her limb before releasing it. Then he unties her other wrist and does the same carefully rubbing her back to life. After a few minutes he can see the pain easing in her eyes. He rolls her onto her back now so she is fully exposed to his eyes.

His eyes travel over her body not caring the slightest bit that she began to blush. “You will use the bathroom in my view my pet.” His words once more hold that cool menace in them. “I can’t....please let me go I don’t care about anything I won’t tell th......” Her words were soft a demure but they soon turn into a whimpering scream as he holds the switch on the remote down. Releasing it he rises over her shaking form like a predator about to make his kill. “Get up now pet! I would hate to have to shock you till you made a mess in your bed. This is the only bed you may sleep in for now.” His words hold promise as he steps out of the cage door standing where he can reach her if need be.

She almost jumps to her feet then as he threatens her with that fate shaming her even more. Moving to him at the door she shivers her fear in him growing. He moves to the stairs standing there blocking any escape as he smiles to her. “Go on my pet.” He can see the bathroom from where he stands. His tone is soft as he speaks to her always watching her it seems. She walks to the bathroom hopelessly moving inside. It is then she notices there is no handle on the door. No way to seal it from his eyes or his actions.

With a whimper she moves to the toilet sitting down on the cold seat there. He says nothing but when she peaks up she can see his eyes on her. He watches as she sits there waiting for her to do as he instructed. He moves in from the stairs to the doorway watching her up close now. Soon he gets his way as her bladder wins out against her shame. The sound of her relief is heard thru out the room. He sees her blush brightly as she wipes herself clean then flushes not able to look up. He watches her with enjoyment in his eyes. He knows that with each act she shames herself bringing her deeper into his world.

He walks into the bathroom with her his hand drifts out to stroke her face. She sits frozen on the toilet afraid with him this close even to breathe. He smiles down moving in closer still till she has no room to back from him. He keeps his touch gentle with her as he strokes the side of her face. He leans into her kissing the top of her head affectionately. “I told you last night to think up five questions for us to discuss this morning. Now is the time to speak them for this is as comfortable as I will allow you for now.” His tone is now like a gentle caress as he can feel her muscles are tense as she tries to think.

Her words come out softly confused by his actions. “Might I have some clothing please....sir.” He shakes his head at her words sighing. “Is this then one of your questions?” He feels her squirm on the seat before him as he releases her chin. Leaning back against the wall he watches her as she shakes her head helplessly. “No it is not one of my questions. I am confused I came here for a job but now I am your prisoner?” He nods his head at her words. “That is a better question. You are more then my prisoner you are now my property. I paid the normal fee to have you delivered not all girls make the silver screen my pet.” He watches as she shakes her head still denying it to herself.

He waits silently watching her fight herself his eyes never miss a moment savoring it all. Finally she exhales sharply looking at him her voice is cold now with anger. “What do you plan on doing with me? Raping me till you bore with me?” He sighs shaking his head. “I doubt it there are other ways to enjoy you my pet. I will teach you what it means to be owned.” His words are soft then slowly fill with cool menace. “When I am finished with you only one type of person will fulfill you my pet.” His smile is cool like a predator once more causing her to lose much of her own angry fire.

She looks at him meeting his eyes for a time then remembers she is on the toilet naked in this mans basement. Swiftly her eyes go to the floor as her cheeks turn red once more. He sees the color shifting in her face and reaches out to her stroking her cheek once more. “Why are you doing this..sir? You are not a freak to look on I know you could get dates. Why?” He strokes her as she glances up she can see he is actually thinking thru his answer. “I am rich my pet. Most females look at me and my money with hunger in their eyes. It helps that I like my women submissive it makes for a pleasant relationship.” He strokes her face one last time then releases it waiting for another question.

She nods her head at his words trying desperately to understand so she can win free. “I saw all the stuff in there allot scares me sir. Am I the first woman you have done this to you look well prepared.” With those last words a shudder passes thru her body. In her mind she wanders about the room wondering what some of the items are for. The table and chains scaring her deeply he can see the fear in her eyes when she looks up. He smiles as he looks from her to the room. “My you are very observant my pet.” His eyes look over her naked body hungrily. “No you are not the first to sleep in the kennel. I have trained two other pets before I chose you.” He sees the look in her eyes the hunger to know all about them.

“I will tell you about them but first let’s finish this question session.” His words are not angry at her desires he sees in her eyes. “Will I ever have a chance of earning my way free of this captivity sir?” She doesn’t even realize it but without knowing his name she has begun to call him sir. “Honestly I doubt it Talis. I know you have no relations that will come look for you or close friends. I know you are alone yet young enough to be malleable to my desires.” His tone is soft but has a commanding edge to it as if to say that is the end of her time for questions.

“Now I will tell you what I expect from you. I will also explain how we can get along my pet. I think you are smart enough to know your place but we will see.” His words are soft as he rises from the wall motioning her to follow him. He looked back over his shoulder once to see if she obeyed. He heard her whimper as she stood up following him she could see the remote in his hand. “Come sit on the bench where I can explain our world.” He stands next to the wall bench where she can see chains hanging. She moves across the room edging past the table as if it might bite her. He smiles noting this but that can come later he waits for her to sit down. When she gets to the bench she sits next to him feeling the smooth cool wood on her ass she moans softly.

As she sits down he reaches behind her taking a chain about an inch thick wrapping it about her throat. She feels it her hands leap to her neck almost catching his hands. Something forces her to calm down she does not trust him but fears the shock she could sense would come. Putting her hands on her legs she sits still as he buckles the chain about her neck like a second collar. This time she hears the lock clicking shut the cool metal of it rests on her back now. He reaches down catching her right wrist as she begins to shake. She feels a length of chain enclose it then pull back till her arm is pinned to the wall. He is still silent as he now catches the left wrist restraining it just as he did the right one. Now her whole upper body is at his mercy all she can do it moan.

He reaches up and smiles at her she hears a click then feels the leather collar slide from her neck. She moans in relief as he reaches down catching a leg she feels chain about her ankle then moments later another chain goes about her other ankle. He nods at his work then begins to tighten each of the leg chains wrenching them so her legs are forced to spread open. Now she is fully exposed to his view. He nods his approval at her positioning then rises to stand. He sees her face is red but she does not fight the chains. Walking from the bench he moves to the table pulling down an electric razor then a pair of scissors. He turns back to her walking back he sits down between her legs on the carpeted floor.

“Now while I work I will tell you allot of things my pet do not interrupt me.” His words are cool and in control she remains silent scared of the scissors. “First thing first I do not like much pubic hair so I shall trim you to my desires.” She feels the cold metal hearing the clipping as he begins to trim off her bush. “I do not expect you to be perfect.... yet that is. I will train you to my taste and desires.” He slowly clears off her left lip so only stubble remains. “I expect you to be submissive to me in all things. You may ask questions of me but only if you ask to speak first. As I feel fit you may be my pet, my slut, or less.” He feels her shiver at the second name and smiles as he works over the right lip. “You may one day earn Talis back as a name if I desire it.” As he talks he continues to cut trimming all of her hair off except for a small patch above her pussy. He leaves that as he gathers up the razor she can hear the motor humming now.

“I will expect pleasure from you when I wish it. Sometimes I may deny you the same pleasure. The thing is all I do to and with you is by my choice. You may beg but I may not give in even if you beg prettily.” The razor hum over her left lip in no time at all the hair is gone from it totally naked now. “I will torment you in small ways but some you will come to love. I will punish you when I need to. Punishment will never be gentle it will be painful in some way.” The razor cuts across the right lip clearing it slowly as he stops to clean the razors head. “Not all my pleasures will be found in your body chaining you so gives me pleasure my pet. I also like to bathe my pets or be bathed as the desire comes to pass. I expect you to call me Master in private and Sir when we have visitors perhaps one day I may tell you my name.” He finishes her right lip with a small smile setting down the razor looking up at her catching her eyes in his own.

He leans in his hand strokes over her slit before he was working on it not paying attention to it sexually. Now he has decided to enjoy his work, a pair of his fingers part her pussy lips sliding into her semi damp tunnel. “You may cum because shortly I intend to cum myself.” He says softly as his fingers slip deeper into her. “If you do a good job on me I will allow you food as well as water.” His tone is cool once more as his fingers part inside her spreading her tunnel wider. She whimpers at this invasion unable to defend herself. Her body begins to respond even as her mind tries to deny the pleasure. When she hears about the food and water her stomach growls wanting both even as she spasms on his fingers.

He surprises her leaning in his tongue slowly runs over her smooth baby soft lips. He hears her whimper as her slit contracts again when his tongue touches her. His tongue moves up higher finding her clit he flails at it. His tongue is like an adder striking swiftly then retreating from her clit. After several strokes of his tongue his fingers are wet enough to move in her. He starts fingering her to force an orgasm. His lips and tongue now remain latched to her clit like a second skin lapping at it in a frenzy.

He looks up from her slit as he devours her finding her eyes on him. His eyes twinkle in excitement as he pushes her harder. Now her body is straining at the chains trying to force more of his fingers into her tunnel. He can feel her beginning to tense as he works her clit. His fingers splay on each out stroke to give her a sense of being stretched. The delicious scent of sex fills the room as he keeps pushing her toward climax. She starts panting and moaning softly not taking her eyes off him as he eats her. She feels it is close her hips try to lift but the chains are too tight on her body. He notices her action and slows down with his tongue.

His fingers stop buried in her as she wiggles on the unforgiving wood trying to feel him again. The fire in her slit is burning her alive she can feel it in her nipples it is so harsh. He licked slowly making sure each flick of his tongue was enough to torment her a little more. “OH god please please....” Her voice is full of need his eyes smile at her just above the little patch of hair he left. “I am begging you said I could cum.... SIR Please.” She almost screams as he spreads the fingers inside her his tongue driving hard once more.

He continues to work her poor slit with his tongue and fingers. Her body begins to shake as he devours her. Her body is on fire now her nipples feel like they are going to explode as she bucks against the bench. He lifts his free hand then pinching her nipple as he nips her clit. That’s all she can take her slit collapses on his fingers forcing them together. He removes his fingers from her pussy replacing it with his lips and tongue opening her to devour her juices. His eyes still look at her when she looks into his she shudders even harder. Her slit feels like it is trying to pull his tongue out at the root. He pulls back from her rubbing his face all over her smooth lips enjoying the feel of them.

He stays on her slit till her last shudder passes. He smiles up at her as he backs from her pussy breathing heavily. His hand moves over her thigh as he slowly catches his breath. When his hand comes close to her slit he can feel the muscles straining to come into contact with him. He watches as she shivers her eyes clouded with need. He rises up slowly to his feet releasing her thigh. Her eyes swell at the sight of his bulge in his sweats. He reaches to the hem of his sweats sliding them off his hips. They slide to the floor his cock swollen pointing at her. He sees her eyes are unable to look away he smiles as he steps forward.

He watches as her eyes remain glued to his cock as it leads the way. She whimpers when his head touches her lips. He smiles as his cock head strokes her lips. His darker flesh viewed against her pale lips making for an interesting sight. His voice is commanding as he nudges her lips. “Do a good job and if you bite me I will punish you by denying you food for a week.” He hears her gasp softly then he feels her lips part tentatively. He groans when he feels her soft tongue quest out of her mouth to lap at his knob.

He groans again as he looks down seeing her small pink wet tongue sliding over his sensitive head. He presses forward a little so his cock slides between her lips. He feels them close down on his shaft now her tongue begins to move over the head again. His hand reaches out stroking her cheek his words come slowly. “Have you ever deep throated someone?” Her head nods up and down as she blushes bright crimson. Her eyes meet his as he speaks once more. “I am glad you didn’t lie pet I would have trained you anyway.” As she hears his words she feels his shaft slipping deeper into her mouth now.

His cock slides about halfway into her hot mouth before he backs out the first time. His hand stays on her cheek stroking her as he slowly begins to fuck her face. Her tongue is working hard now on his shaft her shame remains but she has no choice. He moves in her mouth feeling with each back stroke the power of her suction. He moans now as he slides another inch into her mouth. His breathing is turning into gasps of pleasure as she gives him the best head she can. She feels his hot thick shaft in her mouth, unable to resist she loses herself worshipping his cock.

He can’t believe the softness of her mouth as she works him. He keeps adding an inch at a time till he feels her throat open. He growls in pleasure as he feels her fight back a gag then he is in. His head down in her throat his balls rest against her chin now. He almost loses control when she swallows his cock caught inside her throat. He groans as he begins to pump each thrust deep into her mouth. About every third stroke he lets his cocks head linger in her throat. His cock begins to swell leaking a steady coating of precum. The taste causes her to involuntarily moan. He looks down seeing her eyes meet his own then look down demurely that is it he loses control.

He yells in pleasure as he buries his cock in her throat. The only warning he gives her is to grab a handful of her hair. The first pulse of his cock sends a glob of cum down her throat. He is shuddering in pleasure backing up slowly his head enters her mouth once more. She uses her teeth to lightly skin over his cock as the next pulse causes her mouth to fill with cum. The taste is only a little salty but she loves it. She swallows the mouthful in time to get the next load. Her hot mouth filling a small bit leaks out as she swallows moaning. He can’t stop cumming each pulse swallowed as swiftly as she can.

She works his cock till he stops cumming in her mouth. Without him uttering a word she nurses on his semi limp cock. Her tongue is working overtime as she cleans his cum from his shaft. He is panting holding himself up by the hand on her head now. He looks down but her eyes are closed as she works on cleaning all of his seed from him. He slowly backs out of her mouth with a moan. His fingers move to her face catching a small amount of his cum that escaped he offers it to her on his fingers. She grins like a kitten licking at the cum as he slides his fingers into her mouth she once more begins to suck.

When his fingers come from her mouth there is a soft pop as she was sucking hard. He smiles and shakes his head. “Thank you......” She looks to the floor her skin red once more “Mast..er” Her voice is a soft whisper as she says it to him her eyes filling with small tears. He turns regarding her with a new look in his eyes. Walking to her side he sits down he carries the cottage cheese and the water. Setting the food aside he opens the water offering it to her lips which she swiftly drinks from. Then he sets the bottle aside and picks up the food he smiles lifting a spoonful of food to her lips. “Eat my pet I enjoyed your honesty, service, and submission.” His words are soft as he slowly feeds her.

He finishes his task of feeding and watering her with care. Then he walks back to the table setting aside the containers. He turns to regard her and smiles moving back to the bench he flicks a switch overhead. The chains lose their tautness her arms move to her sides to rest on the bench. Her legs remain almost fully open as if silently begging him to take her. He crouches down unshackling her legs then moving to her arms. Once they are free he uncoils the neck chain using it like a leash.

He rises smiling touching her chin with his fingers softly. “I have some things to do this afternoon pet.” His tone is soft but commanding. “I will lock you in the kennel but I want you to do something for me.” She looks up licking her lips slightly swollen from his use of her. “What would you like sir?” Her tone is submissive still but not like before. “I want you to look on the different toys here and pick the first one I shall teach you tonight.” His words are soft as he moves to the kennel door motioning her to go inside.

She moves with her head down going past him when she feels his hand on her wrist stopping her. She looks up meeting his eyes but can’t hold them looking down once more. He reaches out tilting her head he leans in then kissing her softly. Her lips are silken as he kisses them his tongue slips out to duel with hers softly. When he breaks the kiss she is panting softly her eyes with a distant glaze over them. She whimpers softly as she steps into the kennel then turns facing him. He hangs the chain on a ring within the kennel locking it into place. “I will be back my pet.” His voice relaxed as he blows her a kiss.

Shutting the door it clicks locking then he moves to his sweats slipping them on. Turning to the table he gathers her dishes then walks to the stairs. When he looks back she is gripping the grate of the cage. There are tears in her eyes he sees them and smiles. He walks back upstairs sealing the door behind him. Going to his computer he sits down setting the dishes aside. Popping open his email he opens a new email. Typing swiftly he sends a letter to BM then shuts it down. The letter was simple and precise. “BM send me dasha friend. I will need her for one maybe two nights. I will look forward to the party next month. I may even have a pretty surprise for you. ML”

Rising from the desk he goes to the kitchen with the dishes. Doing them he thinks on his pet and how proud he was today. He moves outside now slipping on a shirt and goes to the garage. He opens it walking to his car he slides into the seat to go to town. He knows in about two hours he will be coming home again. Meanwhile she is down in her kennel still crying softly but looking over the items with fear and interest. She wonders why some of them seem to excite her now.

More to Come.....

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