Spinning around, I heard Him enter the house. He called out, âMooooooooom!â Rarely now was I spoken to as "momâ. Normally it was slut or bitch or whore or cunt or whatever pleased Him to call me at that time. After the past few months, I found myself still responding to Him with such passion and need. He was after all my Master, as well as my Son.
His tall frame filled the entrance to the kitchen and I could tell from the look in His eyes this was my Master standing before me. I found my knees rather quickly and lowered my lashes. It was difficult to breath beneath His powerful presence. His voice was deep and I knew when He spoke that He meant business. " I have a surprise for you this weekend mommy slut" He laughed, my body quivered. "We are going to go to campus and sell Your hot little body to anyone who wants to fuck it, what do you think of that?â His large hand reached out to pet my golden hair. I didnât want to believe His words, Surely He was joking. Lifting my eyes it was clear it was no joke. Again Master laughed, "You will do it bitch and please them all or Iâll beat you". I whimpered. "Yes Master"
As I gazed in the mirror at myself I wanted to storm in and tell my son, and yes he was my son, that I was not going to be tossed out to anyone for a hot fuck. I was his mother after all and I just wasnât going to do it. He had laid out a short skirt and a black thong with a cotton blouse that tied just between my tits. I was so exposed. I just couldnât do this. The thong was digging into my tight ass as I pulled up the skirt. As I folded forward to fasten the straps on the heels my tits almost spilled from the shirt. How could He take me into public like this? Someone might see, and I swallowed nervously. That was the idea. My son was no longer content to keep his slave private, and oh God, he was going to make men pay for fucking me. I looked back into the mirror and knew what I was to become. His whore.
I had just reached out for the handle of the door when it opened. He stood there at the door, that grin I had come to love and hate at the same time pasted on His face. I watched in amazement as the bulge of his cock grew more prominent beneath His shorts. Helpless my body responded. My cunt juiced and my belly ached to be used by him. All my desires to dissuade Him from this adventure melted away, now my only thought was to please this Man, my son, My Master. "Ready cunt?" He said. I could only nod and followed Him out the door.
Sitting in the passenger side of his car we drove onto campus. A group of boys stood on the sidewalk a hedgerow behind them, and as he pulled up I heard his command. "Pull up your skirt bitch and rub your clit slowly. Do not stop no matter what". I could see the group moving to the car. They were moving to his side thankfully. I wished it was dark but it was still the middle of the afternoon. I had no choice but to obey. I slid up the hem of my already to short skirt, opening my thighs wide I lowered my trembling hand to my mound. I was wet of course. It still amazed me that I could get this wet being treated like a bitch in heat and could not understand how this happened. I was humiliated and embarrassed and almost angry that he would demand this of me. I shivered as the soft pad of my fingertip whispered between my slit. I could not look up, hearing the voices and light banter of the boys as they came to the window I blushed even more. Surely they could see my sons mom rubbing her clit right clearly. I swallowed as one boy I knew said, "Hi there Mrs. Conner" I did not turn my head but whispered softly. "Hello"
My cunt was dripping and aching with each stroke of my own touch. I wanted to scream to master to let me stop before I embarrassed myself even more and came. I could not help my hips from lurching upwards and the hot little moans rolling between my lips only got louder when He leaned in to me and said, "So sexy mommy bitch. Show them all how hot you are".
How could I resist Him? I couldnât, I knew that. I heard my window roll down and t hen I became aware of people so close. I didnât dare look. I knew the boys were crowding around my side of the car. I heard my son tell them it was ok to touch and then I felt a rough hand cupping my breast, the rough touch causing my nipples to harden instantly and ache with longing. This couldnât be happening to me. My son couldnât be allowing this to happen to me his mother. There was laughter around the car but all I could feel was my finger plucking my clit to drive me closer to release. I cried out loudly and there was silence around me. My body tensed and I literally pissed squirts of cum all over the dash board of his car I came hard then collapsed against the back of the seat.
Master reached over and poked His finger into my cunt. Drawing it out he made a point of showing the others how wet his mommy was then pushed his finger into my mouth. I had no choice but to suckle and lick it clean, tasting my own pussy. There were moans around me. I heard them talking and then someone opened my door. A rough hand pulled my knee to the side forcing me to turn so my thighs were opened. A boy/man was kneeling and didnât waist anytime before shoving up the hem of my skirt and pressing his face into my snatch. I moaned. So many eyes upon me, master, sitting right beside me. encouraging this. I felt his tongue slide over my wet slit, finding my clit and nipping and it then sinking deep into my cunt. He began slowly fucking me with his tongue. God, this boy was skilled. I found my hips pushing forward, meeting each thrust of his tongue. Rough hands tangled in my hair and I was drawn back against master. His lips brutally found mine, I moaned and let the ecstasy drive me to yet another release. Again I felt myself pissing cum around this boys tongue before god and everyone.
âFuck!â the boy who had just eaten my pussy swore. âYou were right. She does have a sweet cunt!â
âThat will be 50 dollars for each one of you who wants to use this little whore.â
Money sailed over me to master and he nodded as he tucked it into his pocket. I noticed then there was a line before my opened cunt. Lifting my eyes to master as he nodded and I lay there. His hand ripped away the ties holding my blouse together so my tits were fully exposed. It seemed then as if many hands were groping and tugging on the peaked nipples. It hurt but the pain was a slow ebbing pleasure building. There were strong hands behind my knees, tugging my ass to the very edge of the car seat. My thighs were shoved open and a man loomed above me. He looked to master and then slid his cock into my wet slit. It was not huge but not small either. I heard his groans and grunts as he fucked me hard. He cried out just as my hips were lurching to meet his savage thrusts and I felt the sweet spurts of his cum fill my hole. He pulled away. Grinning like a cock of the walk and tucked his meat into his pants. His buddies laughed and patted him on the shoulder as he moved away. I felt Master pull me up and I drew my legs into the car. The door was shut firmly. I had heard talk of a party in the hills and would Master please come and bring me. Master laughed and said "Oh yes, sheâll be there" It was getting dusk and as I looked down I could see my skirt pushed up over my waist, my tits still bouncing free of my shirt.
Master was pushing His shorts down, the swollen head of his dick peeking out "Suck it cunt!" He said. I leaned over and mewled. I loved the smell of his meat, so close to his ass.. Darting out the tip of my tongue, flicking it over the head, tasting. His moans only encouraged me to feed more. I knew we were heading to the mountains some place but all I cared about right now was serving master, my son. I parted my lips and wrapped them around the head to the rim, tugging and plucking like suckling on a lollypop. My saliva drizzling down the hard length of his cock. I felt his hips thrust and opened my mouth to nurse from my boyâs cock. My head bobbed in his lap as I fucked his cock with my mouth. I closed my eyes and pushed the head deep into the canal of my slutty throat. I could tell master was close to shooting his wad into my throat but then the car slowed and halted. Darkness surrounded us.
The music was still singing from the radio. Masterâs hands lifted my lips from his meat and put it away. Dragging me by the hair out his side of the car noted we had not gone into the mountains but were in parking lot in town. Other cars were there and people, even some girls were getting out. My son led me to the front of the car then pushed my face into the hood. My ass was lifted and exposed. My skirt tangled around my waist. My tits pressing into the heated metal, master took no time in shoving his cock into my slit. Pounding it hard and fast. I screamed, my muscles clenching, drawing his cum from his hairy sack up the length of his dick to pool in the bulbous head. With one savage thrust I felt him explode inside me. His friends cheered him on and I once more came with many eyes upon the slut of a mother I had become.
