She pushes back hard against me, wiggles to get it all the way into her. I feel her weight as she sits back onto me. I feel her cheeks spread and engulf my face completely. She holds her butt in place and starts to grind. I feel her wetness all over my chin, feel the tight little hole of her rear end push against my nose as she sits back on my face.
"Ooooooo, right there, honey! Don't you fucking move an inch, this is my favorite part. That cute little nose of yours is right where it was meant to be. You have no idea how good you make mama feel, baby doll."
She laughs through her heavy breathing and moaning.
"Uh, uh, uh...oooo, fuck! Uh, Uh..."
She grinds around in little circles. She is rubbing herself up and over my face. My face soaked by her wetness, she is literally dripping.
Her pussy is filled with the 9" rubber life-like cock dildo that is strapped to my face. She is fucking the facial dildo she has strapped over my head. Leather straps around my cheeks, chin, and up over my head hold it tightly in place at the back. It is locked to my face and head by a small metal padlock that I feel bumping against the back of my neck between my shoulders as she pumps and grinds. My wrists and arms are pulled back behind me. They are cuffed to my ankles, all of which is cuffed together and locked to a spreader bar behind me holding me in an upright kneeling position. This positions me perfectly such that she can mount the dildo and my face by lowering her rear onto it, she can sit on my face and use me as a stool, a chair. She bends slightly forward at the knee, her butt in my face covering it, she squats onto me. Her hands steady her as she grips the back of the bar in front of her.
We are in my mother's basement, her play room. The facial dildo I'm wearing was a birthday present, a birthday gift from my loving mother. Standing before her as I am always dressed when I am in her house, dressed in lace panties, thigh high stockings, heels, short little-girl's dress, made up and hair done the way she trained me to do it three months ago, she presented the gift to me. She gave me a large gift wrapped box, big bow, the card read, 'Happy Birthday to my special little boy, to my loving son! Love, Mother Dear.' I remember the look on her face, the smile on her lips as I unwrapped it and looked at it, looked at the huge facial dildo. And I remember her fitting me with it, putting it on me and explaining that when in the house it would be a new and very regular part of my 'outfit'. There was a second present that came in a smaller box. It was a CB6000 penis restraint, a locking harness that prevents erection. It was a birthday I'll remember for some time. I now wear them both in her house, the cock harness both in and out of her house. She holds the key.
I've been her 'loving son' as she calls me for over a year now. I remember the conversation we had shortly after she found out I was a 'submissive little fag boy' as she calls me sometimes, shortly after she sent me to please a male friend of hers. She told me that my father was submissive too and her kinky slave years before I was born, that he built the 'play room' cleverly hidden behind the furnace room in her basement, the room that is now mine, my special room. She told me he built it to her specifications, complete with 'X' cross on the wall, two whipping horses, one short and close to the floor, the other large and capable of suspending two people over. She told it all to me. She told me she loved my father dearly and that when he 'up and died' on her, as she told it, it broke her heart. He was the love of her life. He was also her submissive cuckold husband. She told me that theirs was a very special relationship. And now that she found out about my sexual fantasy and 'dirty little ways' she intended to exploit it all to the fullest, make ours as special a relationship as she'd ever had with my father. I have willingly become her submissive house boy. I am addicted to her, addicted to the way she rewards and punishes me, her 'loving son'. I love my mother dearly and will do anything to please her, anything to earn the touch of her hand.
She is fucking hard, holding the bar in front of her tightly, looking at the mirror on the back-bar behind it. She grinds the dildo deeply up into her pussy, grinds little wet circles all over my face. Her panties delicately displayed down around her ankles, her skirt up over her back, her naked rear end is all over my face.
"Uh, uh, uh...oooo, fuck, uhhhh...", she cums hard.
She explodes as she always does, soaks my face with her juices. I smell her pussy, her scent as she rubs it up and down across my soaked chin. I feel her start to rock gently up and down, feel my nose run up and down across her tight little hole, up and down between her slippery butt cheeks.
"Ahhhh, yes!"
She rises and falls several times, the full length of the rubber life-like cock moving in and out of her pussy. She slows, pulls up gently, pulls away. She is finished with it. She is through with me, I know this. We've done this so many times before.
I see her pussy lips glisten and close together at the end of it as she gently slips up and off of the rubber cock. She steps away from me slightly, panties holding her ankles together above her shoes, leaving the dildo bobbing on my face behind her. She wipes herself quickly with a small bar towel and tosses it to the floor. She bends slightly and raises her panties up over her knees, slips them back up over her beautiful rear end and then lowers her skirt. It was up and over her back, flipped up quickly as she moved her rear into position toward my face almost half an hour ago.
"My, my little boy, you do amaze. Or maybe it's me that amazes me. All I know is that I never cum harder than when I fuck that face cock of yours."
She sips the half full glass of wine on the bar in front of her, sits on the bar stool and spins slowly on it to face me. She looks down at me restrained and kneeling on the floor at her feet, my face glistening with her juices. The huge dildo stands straight up. A permanent erection for her to use at will. It still has the condom one that that she always has me apply before inserting into herself.
"Even Doris doesn't come close to getting me off like that thing does, honey. That was a very good choice on my part. It was the perfect gift for you, honey."
She sips her wine.
"You made mama very happy, baby. You always do.
Tell me you like that, baby. Tell me."
She listens as I stammer, mumble through the huge ball gag that is in my mouth, the ball gag on the other side of the facial cock harness I have locked to my head and face.
"Mm yeth, mmth, ethh I uh lv..."
I am unintelligible with this huge ball in my mouth. I feel my mouth filled with saliva and her juices around it, can taste and smell her all over me.
She laughs, giggle girl like.
"Speak up little boy, I can't hear you. What did you say, honey?"
