Mike's mom stared at the screen in disbelief! Since the night before, when blindfolded and hogtied, her mystery lover had spanked and fucked her like a two dollar whore she wanted to tell him how good it made her feel and how much she wanted to be used again. Her ass was still sore as she squirmed in the chair and just the thought of talking to him made her wet. She logged on, dreaming of his fist in her hair plunging her face up and down his stiff cock. She slid her tongue out and over her lips like she could taste the precum again as it again filled her mouth.
She was trying to figure out how to tell Bigwood how much she enjoyed being used as his fucktoy the night before without sounding like the cock hungry slut se was. As she started to type, she was startled to read, "Sorry we couldn't get together last night." Her jaw dropped to the floor. Her eyes stared at the words on the screen trying to make sense of them.
"You're funny" she typed.
"Why?" he replied.
"Because you spanked and fucked me good last night. I can still feel your cock in my mouth"
"It wasn't me" Bigwood replied. "I got an IM from you this morning that you had to cancel, something about your son not having class that night."
Mike's mom stuttered in disbelief. Shocked, she quickly signed off and went into the living room and poured herself a drink.
"If not Bigwood, then who was it that had forced her to suck a cock until she gagged, slapped her ass bright red, and then fucked her like a blow up doll?" She was getting wet again just thinking about it. She needed to think. "How could this happen?" Her hands were shaking as she poured herself another shot of bourbon and tried to get a grip on things. No one else had access to her computer; no one except Mike that is. Her eyes widened in surprise. "Mike wouldn't do such a thing. Would he?"
By the time Mike got home from night class she was a nervous wreck. She had spent the whole evening drinking and worrying about who the stranger was that had treated her like such a slut. By the time she knocked back her third bourbon and started on her fourth she was convinced that it was Mike that had taken advantage of her and she was furious.
"Hi mom." Mike noticed that his mom was drunk and disheveled. "Are you Ok? Is everything all right?"
She stood up rather unsteadily and her words were slurred as she came towards him. "I think we need to talk about last night." She could barely get the words out and was trying to poke Mike in the chest with her finger but she kept weaving back and forth making it very difficult for her to get her finger to poke Mike. She started to fall over. Mike grabbed her arm to keep her from falling and let her fall back onto the couch. Her skirt came up her thighs, revealing her trim legs. She saw Mike looking at her exposed thighs. She could see it in is eyes, he was looking at her like a piece of fresh meat, his gaze traveling up her legs to her breasts and finally with a wolfish grin into her eyes.
"How could you do that to your own mother?" she yelled and stumbled to her feet again facing Mike. This time she tried a roundhouse slap that Mike easily ducked. The slap missed by a mile and the momentum swung her around until she was facing away from him swaying unsteadily.
Mike decided it was time to take control of the situation, and his mother. He reached out and shoved her so hard she fell face down on the couch with her ass bent over the arm. She was still sputtering as he shoved her face firmly into the cushions. He reached down and pulled her skirt up over her back exposing a pair of nice white panties. Mike grabbed a handful of panty in each hand and ripped them down the middle exposing those tight ass cheeks he had enjoyed so much the night before. Faced with her well-rounded cheeks so deliciously exposed Mike didn't hesitate. He started spanking his mother in earnest. Each hard slap landing on one cheek, then the other, back and forth, over and over, until her cheeks were bright red.
Mike's mother's cries and screams had continued until the tattoo of spanks on her ass quieted her and replaced her muffled cries with moans.
"Now that I have your attention" Mike said. "Let me tell you how it's going to be from now on."
"You are my slut!" He punctuated each word with a resounding slap to her inflamed ass. "You will do whatever I tell you to do and if you don't I will spank your ass till you cant sit down."
His mother's ass now twisted and turned with each spank. Her moans were growing louder and more frequent.
