Justin's eyes moved back and forth, taking in the scene before him. I knew he had expected something different, but obviously not this. Had I not been so intent on my plans for the night, I would have laughed at the look on his face! I let him stand there gaping for a few minutes, then snapped my fingers to get his attention. He started slightly at the sound, but focused on me. I pointed one forefinger, tipped with a blood red nail, at the floor at my feet. "Get over here, my son, and kneel." Justin hesitated for a moment, then moved toward me, still unsure of what to expect from his normally mild mannered mother. He dutifully dropped to his knees before me, and looked up. I felt the same surge of sexual power that had rushed over me in the shop earlier that day, and I drew in a deep breath, pushing my breasts up and close to popping out of the cups of my bodice. I put a hand on Justin's head and pulled him toward my crotch.
"Unfasten my garment between my legs and eat my pussy, boy. Eat it well, or the pretty slave shall pay." I tried to sound menacing, but wasn't sure I succeeded. Despite my uncertainty at my performance, my son did as I commanded, unfastening the snaps between my thighs and burying his face in my crotch. I felt his mouth covering me and his tongue invading my most intimate parts. I ground against his face, urging him on, and began speaking to our lovely 'captive' on the bed. "Oh, my lovely little one, how good Justin's mouth feels on my pussy. His tongue is perfect on my clit as he teases it. You'd love to feel someone's mouth on your sweet pussy now, wouldn't you?"
"Ohhhhhh. . .yes, Mistress." Darcy breathed, her breasts heaving, no doubt aching for attention.
"Mmmmm. . .yes, oh yes, son. Eat Mommy's pussy. Eat it good. Make Mommy cum for you." Justin's hands grabbed my hips and he worked my clit, sucking it, then he slid his tongue over my nether lips. Each drop of nectar that fell was caught by his eager mouth. I gripped his hair, pulling on it rather hard and hearing him grunt with pain, but I didn't care at the moment. Everything felt too good to let him stop. "Oh, Darcy, my sweet girl, my son's mouth is wonderful. He's eating my pussy. He's licking and sucking every inch of me. His own mother. Isn't that horribly dirty?" I watched her squirming on the bed and knew my words were turning her on as much as they were me. She longed to touch her own clit and rub herself to climax, but she couldn't. "So dirty. So bad. Justin's a bad boy. Eating his Mommy's pussy like this. Making her feel so good. . ."
Justin moaned into my slit, and I knew my words were turning him on now as much as they were Darcy and me. "You like being a dirty boy, don't you son? You like for Mistress to make you eat her pussy, especially since she's your Mommy, don't you?" He moaned again, and another surge of raw power coursed through me. "You want to fuck my pussy though, don't you, my son? You want to fuck your own Mommy. Shame, shame, shame. Well, you have to earn it. You have to earn the right to fuck this pussy. I think first you need to watch me fuck that sweet little slave on the bed with my big vibrator. Before that though, you need to make me cum. Right now!" I jerked his hair, and then his tongue pushed into me as hard as he could make it, and I felt my climax gush forth. My knees buckled slightly and if his hands hadn't been on my hips, I would have dropped to the floor. I felt as if my orgasm would never subside, but it finally did, and I regained my composure.
"Come to the bed with me, my son, and hand me the vibrator." Justin complied willingly, smiling slightly. He reached for the lube, but I stopped him. "Oh, no, slaves don't get lube." Both sets of eyes widened slightly as both Justin and Darcy watched me pick up the ten inch long and 2 inch thick phallus that sat waiting. I stroked it lovingly. "Lick her nipples, son. Don't do anything else, but lick her nipples." He sat down on the bed and ran his tongue lightly over first one, then the other. "Make her beg for it, boy. Give her no mercy. Lick and suck her nipples, but don't let her cum." With my permission granted, Justin began feasting on each rosebud that peeked up at him. I knew just how sensitive those hard buds were, and I knew this was going to drive our girl crazy in a very good way. I could see her pussy lips glistening as her juices were flowing freely. I took the vibrator and slid it along her slippery cleft, making her gasp. I pressed it against her clit for just a moment, eliciting a shriek from her luscious mouth.
"Oh dear, we can't have that noise, now can we? Justin, my son, fuck her mouth with your cock while you work on her nips. Make her suck you with all she's got. Little slave, don't you dare let him cum either, or you'll feel my wrath!" Again, I wasn't sure how well I did at being commanding, but they were both obeying. Justin took just enough time to unzip his fly and pull his cock out, then he positioned himself over Darcy's mouth and buried his cock to the hilt, resuming his work on her nipples. She was moaning around his thickness, and I could hear the wet slurping sounds as he thrust in and out of her delicious mouth. I began to tease her again with my toy, sliding it up and down against her soft pussy lips and then letting it kiss her clit for mere seconds before removing it. She was gushing now, but she still was held back from the release she had to be craving. Justin was enjoying the feel of Darcy's talented mouth and tongue around him, and I could sense him straining not to release yet.
