"You're going to make me your whore? Son is that any way to speak to the woman who fed you from her own breast, who nursed your wounds, who gave birth to you?" Gina asked.
"I, I am sorry mom I didn't mean..." David found himself tripping over his words, his head still spinning from his first sexual escapades with his own mother.
"It sounds perfect David, I can't wait to see how you make mommy your whore. I was only trying to make you squirm a little." she said with a wink as she slid her hand slowly up his inner thigh.
The thought of making his own mom his whore had his mind spinning. To literally make her do his bidding was beyond what he ever believed could happen with this. David knew he had to establish the upper hand to truly make her submit to him. To create a formal more strict relationship with his mother sexually he would have to be more dominant, more commanding, all the while, not being overbearing. Who knew if it would go beyond tonight or if this would be a continuing thing.
David swallowed the lump in his throat and extended his hand to his mother sitting on the couch still partially dressed.
"David, let's get some sleep for tonight. Let's get ourselves back to a sense of normalcy and discuss this tomorrow."
"Okay Mom."
"And David," she paused, "please throw out the rest of the drugs."
"Okay." I replied with no real intention of doing so.
I went to bed, still high, and figured I wouldn't be sleeping. I went to close the door so I could strip down for bed. Reaching to close the door, I said fuck it. Maybe it will give us another opportunity to pick up where we left off. I took off my pajama bottoms and laid on top off the covers completely naked, making sure to leave the light on my desk on so mother would notice ad she walked by.
As I lay there recounting the events of the night, I became totally amazed by what a freak mom had become, and became even more turned on.
I was lost in the moment, reflecting on her passion, her touch, and watching her play with herself ...and suddenly her voice broke the silence.
"David, we still practice modesty here." as she pulled my door shut. "Good night, Son."
"Good night, mom. I love you!"
"I love you too. Now get some sleep dear."
And sleep I did.
***********
I woke up shortly before noon, dying of thirst and needing to piss in the worst way.
Without thinking, I hopped out of bed and darted to the bathroom, still without a stitch of clothing on. Battling my morning wood, it was difficult to relieve myself. I decided to run a shower so I could piss in there without having to force my cock down, which is painful and sometimes messy. Kill two birds with one stone, piss and shower at once.
As I felt the rush of urine flow out of my cock, I recalled the initial feeling of the orgasm my mom gave me with her throat. It was the most intense orgasm I had ever experienced. I couldn't wait to pick up where we left off. So much for getting rid of the morning wood, my thoughts gave me a instant erection.
I quickly rinsed off, turned the water off and went to grab a towel to dry myself...
No towels, shit! None in the cabinet where they used to be stored. I was cold, so I ran out of the bathroom to go grab a towel from the laundry room. I didn't feel like I had anything to hide after what had happened between us last night. As I came out of the hall and rounded the corner to the kitchen, I ran right into Aunt Tami, my mom's younger sister.
Having knocked her off balance, I grabbed her arm so she wouldn't fall.
"David!" Mom shouted, "Have you lost your mind? Where are your clothes!?"
As I turned back down the hall I tried to explain myself.
"Sorry mom, I showered and couldn't find the towels."
Not having any better ideas, I quickly returned to my room, leaned up against the wall and covered my face with my hands.
Mom walked in soon after with a towel in her hand, looked at my morning chubby.
"Get dried and dressed, and as I said last night, we are still a modest household."
"Yes mom."
I locked the door as she left, dried myself off, took a few hits off my pipe, threw on shorts and a t-shirt. My dick was still semi erect and was pushing against the material of my shorts. Oh well I figured, at least im covered.
When I got out to the kitchen I was instantly accosted by aunt Tami's razor sharp wit.
"Well I came by to see you this morning, I saw WAY more of you than I bargained for." The two sisters laughed hysterically at her little quip. I only grinned sheepishl, as I was embarrassed.
Trying to recover, I blurted out "Well you're not going to want to miss the 5:30 show then, NAKED dancing midgets lead the way for me!"
His embarrassment subsided as they all chuckled over the idea.
"David," his mom's tone changed, "did you throw out the items we discussed last night?"
"No, I hadn't gotten to it, I'll take care of it today."
I hated lying to her. Especially in the new light I have seen her in, a wonderfully sexual, caring, and suddenly hot mother. Her sundress seemed to look sexier than I had ever noticed before. Looking at the way it clung to the small of her back as it gracefully draped off her ass, made my cock swell again.
"I trust you son, please keep your word on this. Promise?" I couldn't escape her piercing eyes staring right through me, her words cut me deep.
"Well enough on that subject!" she perked up again, "Tami, I have to do some shopping, would you like to join me?"
"No, I think I'll stay here and do some catching up with my favorite nephew!" She replied as she threw her arm over my shoulder, "I wanna hear some of his college stories, I imagine two semesters worth could thoroughly entertain me, living vicariously you know." She winked at her sister.
"Alright then. I should be a few hours, try not to monopolize all his time. I would like to see him get started on some yard work before I get back." She picked up her purse and car keys and glided to the door with a seductive swing in her step I had never noticed before.
"Sure thing, mom."
"See ya sis!" Tami hollered through the screen door. "Wow, what has gotten into your mom? I haven't seen her walk like that, well, since she met your dad. Did she go and meet a guy?"
"Not that she has mentioned."
Tami's amused grin ran from her face, sitting across the table from me. "So your mom told me everything, David." She paused to grab my hand and look into my eyes, "Meth is a hell of a drug. Bad shit happens around that stuff, I know. I lost my first fiance, Travis, to that stuff. He is locked up for accidentally killing his brother while cooking a batch. His brother... he was only 10. I still cry about it to this day. Even if he wasn't locked up, he will never be the same."
"Wow, I'm sorry Tami, I had no idea."
"I don't talk much about it, nor about my own use. I for the most part have been off it for 20 years."
"I didn't know you had ever done it, and what do you mean, 'for the most part'?"
"I'll be honest with you, over the last 20 years... I've dabbled about 10 or so times, with boyfriends. I'm sure you know why. But I never keep any on hand and refuse to allow myself to become addicted."
"Well, before I throw it all out...what do you say? For old times sake? I really don't want to waste it all, you know?" I must have looked pathetic asking, because she started laughing at me.
"Hmmmm...I shouldn't David." I could almost see the anticipation and excitement as she looked away.
I stood up and grabbed her by the hand. "C'mon Aunt Tami, just this once and I'll throw it out. Promise." As I stood up, I tugged at her hand while she reluctantly followed me to my room.
"Oh my gawd, I can't believe I am letting you talk me into this." She murmured as she paced nervously around my room, hands to the side of her head in disbelief. "Not one word to ANYONE about this! Got it!?"
"Promise." I smiled at her as I pulled the bag and pipe out from under my pillow. As I loaded the pipe, Tami continued to pace my room, looking at the pictures on my walls.
"Oh my gawd! I remember this day, the day I got my drivers license. My 1970 Dart Swinger dad rebuilt for me. First thing I wanted to do was come pick you up for ice cream. Your dad set you on the hood so he could snap this picture of us. You have chocolate ice cream everywhere... even in the backseat... what a mess, you were such a cutie. First born to our generation. You were spoiled rotten, and still managed to grow up a sweet young man."
"What do you mean I WAS cute?" I asked as I took the first hit from the pipe.
She took the pipe from my hand and hit it, as she exhaled she replied, "Yes, were. You are now a handsome young man, from what I saw this morning, grown up too." She said with a wink and a chuckle.
Hitting the pipe again, she continued to look around my room when her eyes grew big as saucers. She began to gasp and choke as she exhaled. "Someone forget to shut off his adult video? Or has this all been a plot to get me in your room to watch some torrid x-rated videos with you?" She queried with a sarcastic sneer.
I realized she was staring at my laptop that had been playing since last night. "Oh shit! I forgot to turn it off last night," I answered as I reached to close the screen, only to be deflected by her hand.
"Let's turn the volume up and see what kind if pornographic flavors our little Davey has gravitated to. Besides nothing goes better with some 'Go Fast' than some horrible acting, compensated by gratuitous nudity and horribly lewd acts of sexual congress, wouldn't you agree?"
"Um, well... I suppose" I replied nervously. Who could tell how she would react to the subject matter of the video I watched with mom last night.
"Holy shit Davey, are they supposed to be mom, and son?" she asked not looking away from the screen.
