Relative Perversions

Relative Perversions: Ch. 11 - HSIC (Head Slut In Charge)

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Les has made up with his main slut but now must deal with series of encounters with other sluts that want him to make them his property. During one such incident, his interest is piqued in a possible mystery.

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[Incest/Taboo] ()

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Wednesday, February 6

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, 2019

Les had enjoyed a deep and well-deserved sleep after a satisfying night with Candi where they had cleared the air and made up after her discovery of his similar relationship with Lucy. As much as he dearly wanted to remain in bed and snooze, it was Wednesday so he knew that he better get his ass in gear and get ready for school. However, that was when he became acutely aware of an intensely pleasurable sensation on his cock. The hot, wet pressure gliding up and down his shaft could only mean one thing.

Opening his eyes, he gently craned his neck to glance down at his crotch only to find a distinct lump under the sheet pumping up and down in the area of his cock. Grinning wickedly, he tenderly pulled the sheet off to expose Candi worshipping his dick lovingly. Even though he had not turned the bedside lamp on, the sun was beginning to stream in through the bedroom windows lightening up the room and causing the lewd mother to squint briefly since her eyes had been accustomed to the dark beneath the sheet when she had slid down earlier to work for her morning load of cream. When she could focus again and saw her dominant son gazing lustfully down at her, she never broke contact with the tube of meat between her lips as she grinned sluttily up at him and winked before resuming her bobbing on his pole. Her eyes bored into his and never broke from his gaze as she began hammering his full length in and out of her throat.

Les groaned and sank his head back on the pillow. No matter how many times he experienced it, he would never get used to his slutty mother's head game. She had perfect control of her gag reflex unlike stories he'd read where girls had no reflex at all. Candi could completely suppress hers as if she had none, but that was a ruse she liked to employ, such as now. When her son was totally relaxed and into the blowjob that included a unique intimacy with her throat, she relaxed her control on one stroke when he was completely sheathed in her esophagus. The resulting retch caused her throat to clamp down and massage his entire shaft in such an exceptional way that it took the teen's breath away as he bellowed, "Oh, FUCK!!!!!"

Candi grinned at her owner while her mouth was still stuffed full of cock. As she regained control of herself, she continued to work the dick she'd come to worship fulltime bobbing up and down for a couple of minutes before once again resuming its passage into her steamy throat. When she felt he'd sufficiently recovered from the first incident, she relaxed again and retched on his cock hard for a couple of hard gags. She held out for as long as she could before she popped off his cock to gulp down air while allowing all the saliva in her mouth to cascade onto Les' pole and her pumping fist. By now, her eyes were watering, and she had to spit onto his cock and her fist to clear all the saliva that kept forming in her mouth before she trusted herself to go back onto sucking her boy's cock again.

Candi repeated this process of bobbing, throating, retching, and recovering as Les fought his body the entire time. His cock wanted to cum so badly, but he knew that prolonging the experience extended not only his pleasure but Candi's as well. The young slut owner understood that his wicked mother got off on this kind of activity as much as he did, and he would not deny her unless doing so gave her greater ecstasy.

His personal slut could tell how close he was to popping his nut, since she had become intimately familiar with his body after weeks of sucking and fucking. When she felt his getting to the point of no return, she slid back until just the crown of his cock was sealed between her lips and no longer sheathed in her warm, tight throat while her fist pumped furiously on his shaft. With one last roar, Les arched his back and erupted into his mother's mouth. Candi purred contentedly as her tongue and tonsils were bathed in hot, thick cream pulsing from her son's rigid cock. After three ropes filled her mouth, the slutty mother popped her lips off of the cock she worshipped so much and allowed the remaining geysers to arc over her beautiful face coating her features and even beading in her brunette hair. All the while, she kept the initial jizz on her tongue as a precious treasure savoring the rich flavor. It was tangy and slightly sweet to her tastebuds. As his release slowed to dribbles leaking out to flow over her fist and his shaft, she decided that she might need to adjust Les' diet in order to sweeten his cum a little more. While she definitely enjoyed his flavor, he was likely to begin collecting a harem of other sluts for his use. So as a good slut mother should, she wanted to make sure that he would fulfill and satisfy every little piece of ass that came his way until they were all crawling on their knees begging him for more. Candi giggled throatily as the image filled her mind of her virile and studly son becoming the man she always dreamed of owning her and others. When she saw that Les had recovered enough to lift his head to gaze at her cum soaked features, she grinned at him and opened her lips enough so that he could see the pool of pearly grey goo cloying on her tongue and filling her mouth. With a wicked gleam in her eye, she closed her mouth before gulping noisily and reopening her mouth to present her vacant orifice to her owner to inspect that she had indeed swallowed the treasure that he had generously given her.

Les could only stare down at his mother while he trembled. He still felt the aftershocks of his orgasm, but Candi's cum-slicked fist still pumping his sensitive cock was sending bolts of electricity up his spine. He forced himself to remain staring her in the eye though. As submissive as Candi was, he also knew that moments like these were important. He needed to perfect conveying with no words and a look alone how pleased he was with his slut while not revealing too much vulnerability himself. It was a dance of dominance and submission. He had to reveal some vulnerability it was true, or any sub that he took would only ever see him as a cold, heartless bastard in it for only his own pleasure. However, he also had to present a foundation of resolve and strength so that the sub could see it and rest assured that he would be there for her and would provide comfort and support when she needed it.

Reaching down, he began to stroke Candi's lustrous, yet now cum-dotted, hair before slipping it down to do the same to her cheek. Cooing lovingly, the slut leaned into his palm in a show of her appreciation of the gesture as well as reveling in the feel of submission to such a powerful yet tender owner. Finally, she drew away from his hand and turned back to it to begin licking it clean with sensuously slow swipes of her tongue along the skin. Once she had removed everything from his hand, he settled back to watch as his slut mother dipped down to start her work of cleaning the rest of his cum from his cock and abdomen from where it had landed during his orgasm. When that was done, the curvy MILF sat up on her knees to finish her cum-cleaning job by licking the last of his load from her hand that had grasped his shaft during the combination handjob/blowjob. Les chuckled as he compared what she was doing to the image of a cat cleaning itself, and he supposed that it was an accurate description. When she was done, Candi grinned excitedly down at her owner and winked lewdly at him before bounding up off the mattress to make her way toward the master bathroom.

Les watched his mother sashay from the room with his eyes glued to her bubble butt. From his periphery, he noticed her gaze back at him over her shoulder to make sure he was watching her. When she was satisfied that he was, she put an extra swing to her hips as she walked in order to make her ass jiggle and wobbled in an enticing manner. Upon reaching the door to the bathroom, she continued watching her owner as she crouched just slightly while jutting her ass out toward him. Giggling merrily, she popped her hips up and down to send the globes of her perfect booty jiggling and clapping together in a soft slapping of flesh. Meanwhile, the recovering teen enjoyed the twerk show that Candi gave him before she blew him a kiss from her cum-glazed lips and disappeared into the bathroom. Although he wanted nothing more than to lounge in bed until his slut returned for round two, he knew that he had classes today. However, he was heartened by the fact that he would be spending the afternoon continuing Violet's initiation into service to him. Thus emboldened, he rolled to the edge of the bed and stood up.

Since he figured that he had given Candi enough time to use the bathroom and maybe finish cleaning the jizz from her face, he padded into the bathroom in order to catch a quick shower with her before getting ready for school. He entered to find the shower already running and steaming up the room with her in the stall that had been designed big enough to fit six people with a bench opposite the spray heads. The buxom mother was in the process of lathering her hair in a way that thrust her large tits out in an appealing way. Noticing her owner standing outside the glass watching her, Candi grinned mischievously and then opened her mouth to reveal the pearly cum on her tongue. Apparently, the wicked slut had cleaned her face off by scooping the last of the load onto her tongue but had held it until she could show her owner the prize she treasured. With an impish smile, she once again gulped down her son's seed while she continued to lather her body.

Shaking his head and chuckling, Les joined Candi in the shower and caressed her body. Soon, both mother and son were soapy as they embraced and kissed passionately. Knowing they had little time, the lusty teen reached down and quickly brought Candi to three orgasms in rapid succession as he strummed her engorged clit. The excitement of the morning's activities had obviously brought her to the edge long before Les touched her, so she went off like an explosion which ended in her son having to help her to the bench when her legs threatened to give out. He finished the job of washing her body before standing in the spray to wash the previous night's sweat and sex from himself while inadvertently giving Candi a show that she thoroughly enjoyed. All too soon, the pair shut off the shower and exited to grab towels. They used the towels they held to dry each other's body rather than their own in an intimate gesture that came naturally rather than having to be thought of. Once dry, Les smacked Candi on the ass making her squeal before sending her to go get dressed for the day as he made his way to his room in order to do the same.

So as to avoid an incident similar to the previous afternoon, Candi drove her son to school rather than allow him to take the bus where she was sure that Han and his cronies would be lying in wait. Though just a year ago Les might have objected on the basis of being embarrassed to be driven to school by his mother, he had long since discarded such childish thoughts, most likely helped along by the numerous blowjobs she had provided him in secluded areas before dropping him off. Yes, he mused that feeding his slut mother a generous dose of spunk into her belly each morning had probably gone a long way toward making him more comfortable being chaperoned to school by his mother. She dropped him off with a chaste kiss on the cheek that was appropriate to any glancing at the pair but was made incredibly steamy when she whispered encouragement and ideas for all the nasty things that she wanted him to do to Violet later when the young woman picked him up from school.

He grinned triumphantly as his phone pinged when he exited the car and trooped toward school. Discreetly angling his phone so that no one else could see the screen, he opened it to find a message from Violet. She told him how much she missed him and looked forward to him using her like a fucktoy for his own enjoyment later when she picked him up from school. To whet his appetite, she sent several pics of her shaving her snatch to get it ready and be nice and smooth for him. She also included a fashion show of selfies of herself in various lingerie that she'd obviously taken the night before. With each pic, he could feel himself growing harder and more amped up. So intent on what was on his screen that he wasn't paying attention to where he was going and bumped into a group of girls in his class.

"Hey, watch it, creep!!!!" one of them exclaimed. "Watch what the fuck you're doing, or I'm calling the school cop!"

If the incident had happened even three months prior, Les probably would have slunk off in shame while trying to minimize how many people saw the incident. However, after becoming an internet sensation over the past few weeks with the incidents on campus and his growing confidence thanks to his mother, he wasn't having any of it. "I apologize. I wasn't watching where I was going and accidentally bumped you. It won't happen again."

"Damn right it won't! This is the #MeToo era! I won't put up with disrespectful boys trying to cop a feel!" This was Betty Waters, a notorious attention seeker on campus. And true to form, she was gathering a crowd with her antics. Little did she know that Les wasn't in the mood to play her games.

"I apologized and explained that it was an accident. If you can't understand or accept that, then that's your problem. And as for trying to cop a feel, I was looking at the pics my girl sent me. She's a college woman and not an immature little highschooler like you, so I've got NO motivation to feel up the likes of you. So, if you'll excuse me, you've interrupted my conversation with her, and I'm gonna get back to it."

"That the skank that got on her knees to you the other day? Whores like her give women a bad name and make perverts like you think they can treat women like shit!"

Les had had enough and he stalked forward until Betty backed up in fright and was trapped against her locker. "Who the fuck do you think you are calling my girl names like that? She trusts me with her submission and loves me enough to take care of the need she has that small-minded fools like you make her feel ashamed of. She pledged herself to me because I'll NEVER mistreat her or make her feel bad about herself. You talk about raising women up in one breath, and in the next rip another woman down for following her desires that have NOTHING to do with you! What she wants doesn't harm you or anyone else, so back the fuck up and take a look at your own actions before you accuse anyone of anything. While you parade around trying to be Mandy Jo 2.0 and beg for attention at any turn, my girl is content with who she is and what she wants that she isn't starved for attention like your immature ass. Let it go, Betty. Grow up and mind the problems in your own damned life that make you such a judgmental ass." Finishing his tirade, Les turned on his heel and didn't give the petty girl a chance to retort as he ignored all his classmates watching with a fair few filming his latest episode.

Shaking himself to relieve his anger, he reminded himself that the small person wasn't worth his time and returned to his text conversation with Violet as he got to his locker. For a wonder, no one was blocking it as Mandy once again held court with her followers. Many of them split their attention between him and her as he let his new slut know about the latest antics of his classmates while gathering his books for the first half of the day. Les could practically feel the eyes of everyone on him as he exchanged his books, but he ignored them. He was getting used to the attention even if he didn't enjoy it the way that Mandy or Betty did. Once done, he turned to head to class and chuckled to himself at the number of eyes that suddenly darted away trying to appear as if they hadn't been watching him. Though the one exception was Mandy. She steadily watched him while still chattering with her friends, but Les paid her no mind at all. He was focused more on Han and Louis with their heads together at the back of the crowd accompanied by a few of their cronies.

The dominant teen wasn't scared of any of them in the least, but neither was he stupid. They greatly outnumbered him and had no compunctions about fighting dirty. Therefore, Les avoided them and did nothing to provoke them, not even a sneering look. The last thing he needed was to be cornered by himself away from school staff in a corridor or room. Hustling to class, his phone pinged again with more lewd selfies, but this time it was Candi putting on a lingerie show for him. She was discreet enough to crop her face out of the pics in case anyone else should happen to see his phone. The effect between Violet and his mother's teasings was that he began to get a painful hard on that wouldn't go away. He playfully bantered with Vi during class about what he was going to do to her in a few hours to pay her back for all the teasing. She simply responded back with a "promise!?!?!" to his text. What she said after that had to wait though as his math teacher sprang a pop quiz on the class to a collective groan. That meant, Les had to put his phone away, but it distracted him all the same because he could feel its vibration constantly going off over the next hour during the quiz. The amused teen grinned to himself as he answered questions and felt confident that he would pull off at least a B on the quiz.

When the bell rang, he dropped off his quiz along with his classmates and kept an eye out for Han and his crew. It was weird to think of them as that as it had been Amir's crew less than a couple of weeks previous, but the powerful basketballer had somewhat drifted from the group after the flagpole incident. Les was reminded again of the other teen's disgusted comments on Louis' racism. It made him wonder if Han was aware of his partner's feelings on anyone not white. Since Les' next class was a coaster that he had pretty much aced already added to the fact that the teacher adored him, he felt confident enough to mess with his phone through the period. He waited until he was seated in his usual place in the back corner out of eyesight and the bell had rung before he pulled the device out. He had to bite his tongue and scramble to keep from cursing out loud and dropping his phone.

Not only had Violet escalated to selfies and videos of her playing with her pussy and fingering her ass, but Candi had also stepped the game up to a whole other level. The first pic that greeted his bugged-out eyes was Candi's smirk over the shoulder of another woman as her hands reached around to unbutton the other's blouse. The photo was still cropped to hide identities, but Les recognized that mischievous and lewd smirk anywhere. The other woman was obviously holding the phone, and her mouth showed her licking her blood red lips sensuously. The caption below it read, "i apologize sir but i couldnt wait to give u a peak at ur surprise isnt she tasty"

Les had to bite his knuckle to keep from groaning aloud at the next pic. The woman's blouse was gone, and a black and pink, lacy bra was just visible behind Candi's hands as she thoroughly groped the big set of tits that were barely contained by the lingerie. The mystery woman's mouth revealed that she was gasping in delight, while Candi licked the side of her neck. Les' wide eyes stared at the pic burning the image forever into his hormonal brain.