"Hi Mom, I'm home!" Jake sang out in his usual way when he arrived home from University classes. He'd been aroused all day looking at the scantily clad nineteen year old babes in his classes, and now he was planning to retire to his bedroom to work off some frustration.
"Mom?!" he called again, perturbed that her usual response was not forthcoming.
Maybe she was out with her friend Cindy, thought Jake. Those two were always hanging out at each other's places, getting up to who-knows-what.
Actually, Jake had a bit of an idea of the activities that his Mom and her MILF friend Cindy pursued. He cast his mind back to the last two times when he interacted with the duo. On the first occasion he ended up fucking them both in the ass under instruction to solve Cindy's gut health issue. In their most recent encounter he blew a huge load in his Mom's mouth before Cindy gave him a cock piercing.
Even momentarily thinking about those interludes aroused Jake, and he detected his cock beginning to firm. He decided that he'd incorporate another fantasy involving Cindy into his scenarios as he jerked off in his room this evening.
"Jake, is that you?" a quiet voice whimpered from behind the closed door of his Mom's bedroom. It was fortunate that Jake was already upstairs, because the voice was soft and subdued and would be easy to miss.
"Mom? Are you okay?" asked Jake in a concerned manner.
"I'm okay Jake. I'm glad you're home," she replied in an uncharacteristically meek way. Kate was always the brash and domineering type, and Jake felt a little distressed to hear the timidity in his Mom's voice.
He crossed the hallway and tried the handle but the door was locked. "Mom, it sounds like something's wrong. What's happening?" As the only man about the house, Jake was protective of his Mom, and he was always proud to do what he could to help her out in times of need.
"Everything's okay Jake. I'm just in a little spot of bother. But it's going to be alright, don't worry. You don't need to come in. I've called Cindy and she's on her way to help me out."
The exchange didn't tell him anything about the real problem and Jake remained concerned. "What's happened Mom? What can I do to help? Should I call an ambulance?"
"No!" Kate panicked, and then her tone softened. "No. Thanks Jake. I'm going to be okay. Can you just let Cindy into the house when she arrives?"
"Okay Mom, whatever you say. I'm just going to get changed and wait up here, so if you need anything at all just call out."
There was a long pause before Kate replied in a sincere way. "Thanks Jake."
Jake shuffled to his bedroom, wondering what might be the matter. His head filled with all sorts of worst case scenarios. Had she slit her wrists and was waiting for Cindy to come and bandage them? Had she swallowed some pills? Had someone hurt her?
He changed into his about-the-house uniform, which consisted of an old pair of boxer shorts, bare feet and no shirt. Jake sat nervously on the edge of his bed, ears straining in case his Mom needed attention. He was definitely not in the mood for masturbating now, with a feeling of dread hanging over him. He dared not even turn on music in case he missed a call for help. So when a knock at the door came, he was downstairs in a flash.
Kate's friend Cindy was waiting at the front doorstep, dressed neatly in fitted beige business attire, stockings and heels. She looked a million dollars, and even with the emergency at the forefront of his mind, Jake couldn't help but admire her beautiful Asian face and hot body.
"Hi Jake. I've come as fast as I can from work and left the kids with Jeff. How's the patient?" asked Cindy as Jake stood aside. She offered him a quick peck on the cheek and brushed past heading briskly for the stairs.
"Patient?" replied Jake following in her wake. "What's going on?"
"Oh, didn't Kate tell you?" replied Cindy, glancing back over her shoulder as she ascended the steps to the bedrooms. "She's had a little accident with a -. Never mind. I'll let her tell you about it later."
Jake remained worried, but Cindy's presence put him at ease. Cindy would know what to do, whatever it was.
Cindy knocked on Kate's door. "Hi Kate, it's me. Can you let me in?" Jake hovered behind, hoping to catch a glimpse of the emergency, or maybe even be invited to help. Kate did not reply, but moments later, the latch on the door clicked and Cindy turned the handle.
Cindy turned to Jake with a kind expression, but addressed him in a serious way. "I'm going to go in to help your Mom. I'll let you know if we need anything. It's going to be okay Jake." With that, she opened the door a tiny crack and then slipped her body through sideways, not affording Jake a chance to see anything on the other side. The door clicked and Jake slumped to the floor, leaning despairingly against the hallway wall.
Jake could hear muffled voices. From the pitch he could tell that one was his Mom and the other was Cindy, but he could not make out anything that was being said. Even pressing his ear to the door didn't clarify anything.
There was murmuring. Then some agitated voices. A pause.
Murmuring again, then a shriek of pain. Jake abruptly stood, hoping he'd be called in.
He could hear a running faucet in his Mom's bathroom. More murmuring. A few long moans. And then a sharp squeal. Silence once more.
Jake couldn't stand it any longer. He
had
to know what was going on. He marched to the bedroom door and raised his hand to knock. Bad move he thought. Be bold. Take control. He turned the handle. The door was unlocked. Jake opened the door prepared for the worst.
Jake couldn't believe his eyes. His Mom was naked in a doggy pose on the bed and Cindy was behind her, dressed only in her skirt and a bra, with fingers from each hand jammed into Kate's behind. His mind shot to recent sex education classes from school where they'd witnessed a video of a woman giving birth from this position.
"What's happening?" asked Jake, not understanding.
"Jake, I told you not to come in," replied Cindy, turning her head toward him.
"Are you in pain? Are you having a baby Mom?" asked Jake.
Cindy stifled a laugh. "No Jake. It's just that Mom's had a bit of a - an insertion accident."
"What do you mean?" asked Jake, again with no idea.
Kate blurted in exasperation, "Oh for fuck's sake Jake. Can a Mom get no privacy at all in this house?" She sounded angry.
Cindy addressed Kate in a measured way. "I think we've all shared some pretty private things in this house Kate. Let him know. He can give us a hand."
"I've got a dildo stuck, okay?" Kate said curtly.
"Where?"
"In my ass. Okay? Satisfied? I've got a dildo stuck in my ass."
"Mom that is so fucking hot!" replied Jake with an admiring grin.
"Do you think?" replied Kate. She was actually making a sarcastic expression, but Jake took it as affirmation.
"Yeah!" Jake's grin broadened further. "But how can it be stuck? Can't you just pull it out?"
Jake stepped forward into the room and Cindy shifted her body to the side, revealing all manner of hoses, pumps and contraptions. The large circular black base of a dildo jutted from his Mom's asshole, with the body of the toy inside her body. Cindy withdrew both hands from Kate's ass and wiped her fingers on the bedspread.
"It's a special one Jake," informed Cindy. "It's inflatable."
Kate spat her words in a defensive way. "Okay, it's a dog dildo. Happy Jake? Your Mom fucks an inflatable dog dildo."
"Mom! Does this mean that you -," Jake began inquisitively.
"Of course not Jake!" replied Kate in a mixture of shock and embarrassment. "It's a toy. It's just pretend! But please don't tell anybody Jake."
"Of course not Mom. I think it's cool!"
"Really?" asked Kate, looking to her son with fondness and feeling her heart melt.
"Yeah sure. The kinkier the better Mom!"
Cindy interrupted the admiration-fest. "Here's the problem Jake. It's a dog dildo with a knot. This hose pumps up the knot."
"What's a knot?" Jake asked innocently.
Cindy continued, explaining calmly, "You know when a dog fucks a bitch, after he cums, the penis swells at the base into a knot. It forms a plug so that the semen can't leak out, and helps the chances of fertilization. The knot has been inflated inside your Mom's butt, and the dildo won't come out."
"Can't you just deflate it?" asked Jake, thinking the solution was patently obvious.
"There's the problem Jake. The hose attachment has come off. And it connects on the inside. That's where the release valve is. We can't get to it," said Cindy in a matter-of-fact way.
"Gosh. What are you going to do?" asked Jake.
"Well we're just working through options now. If you've got any good ideas, then we're all ears," replied Cindy. Kate remained on all fours throughout the conversation, but Jake could tell from her breathing that she was stressed or at least pissed off.
"I feel so dumb," admitted Kate, with her head hanging listlessly. Jake was worried that she might cry.
"Don't worry Kate," replied Cindy in an upbeat way. "We
