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Monday morning, 7:00 am.
Ken answered the knock on the front door, letting his best friend Tom in. "Why so early? asked Tom.
"We've got a busy day ahead of us buddy!" replied Ken.
"I thought we were just going to hang out?" asked Tom.
Nope, but you're going to love it." said Ken, leading Tom into the Kitchen.
Tom walked into the Kitchen and froze, the wind knocked out of him at what he saw. Kneeling on the kitchen floor was Ken's mom, Christine. She was wearing nothing but white 4-inch heels and white thigh-high nylons. She had her hands behind her head and her chest pushed out.
She was the most erotic thing Tom had ever seen. Christine smiled and said: "Hi Tommy. I take it you like what you see? Ken made me his fucktoy this weekend. He's been fucking me non-stop in all three holes since Saturday afternoon!"
Tom staggered to a chair and sat, unable to take his eyes off Christine saying: "Ken, I'm so happy for you, but this is cruel. Letting me see my #2 dream girl like this when you know I can't touch her! I have to do my mom first, and I've no idea how!"
Christine stood up and slowly walked to Tom, her hips and tits mesmerizing him with their motion. She stopped in front of Tom, put her hands on his shoulders, and let him stare at her tits for a moment before leaning down and kissing him passionately, letting her tits rub against his chest.
Tom was so aroused and so hard that the instant his friend's naked mother slid her tongue into his mouth, his cock exploded, filling his shorts with cum. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" Tom cried.
"Not at all sweety, it's what I wanted." purred Christine. "Your mother will be stopping by shortly. She thinks you boys are out chasing girls. She thinks we're going to be alone. She and I are going to my master's bedroom and "comfort" each other as we often do. Alice has a particular fantasy that we act out together. She fantasizes about being tied up and fucked by you." said Christine.
"Me?" squeaked Tom.
"You," replied Christine. "It's what she wants, but I don't think she'll ever do it without a little help."
"We play a game together. When she gets here, I tie her up, blindfold her, and get her revved up, before doing her with my trusty strap-on. The blindfold helps her make-believe it's her son mounting her. Only this time we're going to replace my fake dick with your real one. There's one, maybe two, things you have to do first to be ready. Come with me" Christine smiled.
Christine turned and went to the office off the kitchen. The two boys followed, mesmerized by Christine's incredible swaying ass. There was a large flat screen on the wall of the office with two chairs in front of it. There was a small table between them with a box of Kleenex, some hand towels, and lotion.
Christine explained: "Alice wants this, but will resist it. She is, however, like me, a submissive. We have to get you inside her, where you have to stay hard long enough to bring her to orgasm and fuck her into submission. Once she cums, submits, and has your load planted in her, I think you'll be home free."
"That means you can't have a hair-trigger, you have to last long enough to make her orgasm, preferably more than once. The term we use is "Stamina," said Christine. "So, while I'm getting Alice ready, Ken's going to show you some home movies we made this weekend," said Christine.
"You're an 18-year-old virgin about to fuck his first woman. His dream woman. You need stamina that most teenage boys, slipping into their first pussy, just don't have. Ken sure didn't." Christine said with a tender smile, looking at her son. "Don't worry Ken, you rocked my world harder than it's ever been rocked, anyway."
"So, Tommy, you're going watch videos of me getting my brains fucked out by my son, and maybe some others, and fire off one or two more loads before coming upstairs to cover your mom," Christine said in a sultry voice. "You know your own body, don't overdo it but make sure you can hold off your first orgasm inside your mom until you make her submit, understand?" asked Christine.
Christine explained: "The normal sequence of the fantasy is I tie her up, blindfold her, and play with her until she's ready. Then, I strap on my tool, mount her, and pound her. This time I'll text Ken instead of putting on the strap-on. You must be in the room in an instant, but don't be early either."
"When you come into the room, Tom, come straight to the bed and kneel between your mother's thighs. She'll think it's me. Position yourself over her but try not to touch her."
Christine said: "I'll grab your cock and position it. I'll ask her: "Are you ready for me to fuck you, mommy?" When she nods yes, I'll guide you into her. Go balls-deep in her immediately and collapse on her, then hold still. It won't take long for her to realize there's a man inside her."
"When I pull the mask off, kiss her, tell her you love her, but she's now your slave. Use your own words, but emphasize she's your possession, slave, fucktoy, whatever. Those are her triggers. Start stroking her slowly, keep fucking her firmly and deeply, and no matter what she says, don't pull out!" Christine explained.
"That's why you have to last! You need to fuck through her resistance until she submits to you," Christine concluded.
"Yes ma'am," replied Tom.
"Both of you get naked now, so you're ready the instant I text you," ordered Christine.
Christine looked at her son and said: "As for you, buster, you will keep your hands off your dick. I've been draining you nonstop since Saturday, and you have things to do and mothers to fuck later today, so save yourself." With that, Christine sauntered out of the office closing the door.
Christine went up to her master's bedroom and arranged the bed, tying some ropes to the head and foot of the bed. When she was ready, she texted Alice: "Your son needs you slut. Get your ass over here so I can fuck my slave mommy! I'm in bed waiting. The door is unlocked. Get over here this instant, slut!"
Alice had been waiting for the text and knew what was expected. She was dressed in a simple yellow sundress and 4-inch pumps, as ordered by Christine, acting as her son's stand-in. Under the dress, she was wearing sheer nylons and garters, and nothing else. Her pussy, as always, was shaved completely bald, except for a small blonde landing patch. She was already damp.
Within minutes she was coming through the Brown's front door. She quickly locked it, pulled off and discarded her dress, and hurried up the stairs.
Upon seeing Christine, Alice said: "Are you ready for mommy, Thomas?" She gave her son's stand-in a passionate kiss and immediately spread-eagled herself on her back on the bed.
Christine quickly tied her arms and legs and slipped on the blindfold. Christine then began some slow sensual foreplay with the beautiful blonde. Christine started whispering into Alice's ear: "You're so beautiful, mommy. I love your firm perky tits. I'm going to suckle them just like I used to."
Christine began to kiss and nuzzle behind Alice's ears and in the hollow of her throat while caressing her flat stomach and slim thighs. Eventually, Christine went to work on Alice's breasts. Both women preferred men, only turning to each other out of desperation. That did not mean they did not appreciate how only a woman knows how to play with another woman's body.
All through the foreplay, Christine kept up a steady stream of comments like: "Do you like my hands on you, my mommy slave? Beg for your son and master's dick, slave. Where do you want your son's cock slave, your cunt, or your ass? I own you, mommy!"
For her part, Alice fired right back: "Fuck me, Thomas, fuck your whore mother! Yes, Tommy, I'm your slave. I'll do anything my son and master tells me."
At first, Christine only caressed the outside of Alice's thighs and her stomach, teasing Alice by avoiding her cunt. Slowly and surely, Christine started moving her caresses to the inside of Alice's thighs, and up to her pussy. As Alice's movements and sounds became more urgent, Christine would lightly run her hand over Alice's cunt. Alice never failed to hump up and try for firmer hand to pussy contact.
After almost twenty minutes of teasing, Christine whispered into Alice's ear: "Are you ready for my cock mommy?"
Alice moaned and cried: "Yes baby, stick your cock in my tummy! Fuck your mom Tommy, I need it so bad! I'm your slave! I'll do anything or anyone you want. I'll be your slave, just fuck your mommy, Thomas. Now, Thomas, now!"
As planned, Christine left the bed for a moment and texted: "Now." to Ken. Within moments both boys came into the room, sporting rock-hard dicks.
As instructed Tom walked quickly to the bed, kneeling between his mom's legs, and positioning himself with stiff arms over his mom's body. Christine took Tom's cock in her hand, positioned his cock at the entrance of his mother's cunt, and lightly slapped Tom on the shoulder. With an involuntary grunt, Tom sank balls deep in his mom and collapsed onto her body.
Alice moaned at first, then went still for a moment. "Who, who are you?" Alice squeaked. "You're not Christine, you're a man." she cried. She went still again, pressing her face into Tom's hair and inhaling.
With a jerk, Alice wailed: "It's you, Tommy, isn't it. Oh my god, this is wrong, you're my son. We can't be doing this! With that Christine whipped the mask off Alice.
Alice then looked up into the eyes of her son. Tom told his mom: "I'm not pulling out mom. I've wanted this too long. You've wanted this for too long. It's time you had a stable relationship with a man, and that's me. You might as well enjoy it because it's happening. I love you too much to stop. You feel too fucking good! I couldn't stop if I wanted to."
With that, Tom pulled his cock almost out of his mom's cunt and began a gentle but relentless pumping into and out of his mom's body.
