A special thanks to Estragon for all his editing help. (Re-edited: March 2011)
PART THREE: THE COMPLETE SEDUCTION
This morning I got up a little earlier than usual for a Saturday, and after getting dressed in a cute flower sundress that made me look 16, and pink stay-ups, I headed downstairs. No one was there. I knew that Mark would still be sleeping, no way would he get up in the morning on a weekend. Dad would be at work as usual, but where was Mom? I went upstairs and she was in her room. I knocked and she said come in.
She was on the internet shopping on Victoria's Secret. I smiled. She was dressed semi-slutty; obviously she had limited options in her closet. She was wearing the black stay-ups again, a cream skirt, I had never seen, that was a couple inches below the knee, and a tight blouse that showcased her breasts.
Mom got up and said, "Good morning honey."
I walked up to her and gave her a kiss on the cheek, something I never did. "Mandi, I guess I have been way too hard on you. I need to apologize for everything. I am a slut, not you."
"Yes you are, but I think it is great though. It makes you more real. Instead of the strict bitch Mom I hated, I have a dirty whore Mom. It is easier to deal with you now. Plus it kind of turned me on."
"My being a slut turned you on, did it?"
"Sure, plus watching you get fucked by uncle was kinky as hell. So when is your shithole going to be stuffed by uncle's massive cock?"
"Mandi!"
"Well?"
"I know but..."
"Well, since I am the lookout every time he rams your ass, I need to know."
"And I was afraid that you would be traumatized by what you saw. That's a laugh. OK Mandi, I will play along. Your uncle and auntie will be here tonight for a cards night. You can be the lookout while I get 'my ass reamed' by my brother. OK?"
I threw myself at my mother and whispered in her ear "You are going to be a good whore for me, right mummy?"
I slid my hand down and rested it on her ass cheeks, I cupped them firmly, waiting for a reply, my Mom weakly said "Yes."
I smiled and kissed her on the lips. I started soft and gentle. She stared into my eyes in a state of shock. Her subservience overwhelmed me. Finally, she broke the kiss and said, "Mandi, this is wrong."
"I know, Mommy."
"Good. I don't want you to turn out like me."
"Oh Mommy," I said, as I slid my fingers into my cunt right in front of her, "It's too late. You already saw me eating out Carla. I am a slut, just like my mother."
"Oh Mandi, I...."
She paused as I pulled out the fingers and brought them to her face. She began to open her mouth, but I pulled them away and took it in my own mouth. "Hmmm, very tasty. Too bad it is wrong, Mommy."
My mother did not say anything, as she fought between her mother role and her submissive role. I looked at my watch, shrugged and said, "I am going to Carla's now, I need my pussy sucked," and walked out.
I got to Carla's, and knocked this time as her rents could be home. The door was answered by her mother, who was wearing a dog collar and a white garter and matching stockings. I said, "Hello, Mrs. Hamilton."
"Hello, Mistress Mandi," she replied.
"Slut get back up here" Carla yelled from upstairs. Mrs. Hamilton blushed, but instantly closed the door, turned around and rushed upstairs. I leisurely followed, quietly chuckling the whole way. When I arrived upstairs, Carla said, "Hey sexy, do I have a story for you."
I smiled and said, "It seems you do. Do tell." Her mother was on all fours, waiting silently.
"Well I came home and took a nap, after the exhausting afternoon with your whore Mom. I woke up around 9 and went downstairs. Mom was watching TV and she was crying. She also had been drinking as I saw an empty bottle of wine on the table and a second half done beside it. She was still in her usual work outfit which included a blouse, a lengthy black business skirt and black pantyhose. Anyway, I sat down beside her and asked what was wrong. She said that she had just lost a big case she had been working on for months. One that she thought would finally teach those big corporations a lesson. But, as usual, big money talks, so big corporations walk. I asked if she would like a foot massage. She said that would be great and so I massaged her stocking-clad feet for about 15 minutes while we discussed why the world was so fucked up. I eventually asked if she would like a back massage and she said that would be great. So she took off her blouse and lay on the floor. I massaged her back for a bit and suggested that she take off her bra so I could hit all the right spots. She said sure and I unhooked her lace bra. I continued massaging my mother, who clearly seemed to be getting more relaxed. I finally suggested that I remove her skirt, so I could get to her lower back and she just made a soft moaning sound. I took that as a yes and slid off her skirt. On the ground before me lay my drunken mother in only your black silk pantyhose and matching thong. I massaged her back, slowly sliding lower until my hands were firmly on her ass. I continued to tenderly massage her ass and continued to listen for a sign of protest. Hearing none, I slyly ripped her pantyhose as I continued to massage her perfect ass. After creating an opening so I could get access, I moved back up and my mother gave a moan of disappointment. I moved up to my Mom's ear and whispered 'Mommy, you are so beautiful.'"
"My mother whispered back, 'Thanks honey I...'"
"I interrupted her and said, 'Mommy, your daughter is going to finger fuck you now.' My hand reached down and with a little bit of contortion as I said this I had a finger slowly insert into her pussy, just barely."
" 'Mommy, do you want me to finger fuck you?' I asked, my finger lingering just inside her cunt."
"She moaned quietly as her ass lifted up trying to get my finger in her more. In her drunken state I doubt she really processed the fact that it was her daughter fingering her."
"I moved down a bit and inserted two fingers in and fingered her fast. When I could tell she was near orgasm I stopped. She begged, 'Please don't stop, I need to cum so bad.'"
"I smiled and said, 'Mommy, I learned today that you are a bad, bad girl.' She looked at me confused. 'Mommy, before Mandi's mother ate your daughter's pussy, she admitted that she had been between your legs too.'"
"My mother blushed and started to realize the situation she was in. She attempted to cover herself up. I got up and demanded her to get on her knees. She did not quickly obey. I started fingering her again, her body betrayed her mind and she started moaning to my strokes. I stopped again and said, 'Now Mommy, things are going to be different from now on. You will submit to me. You will beg to eat my pussy.' I reinserted by fingers and fucked her until she quaked with joy.|
"I lifted up my skirt and said, 'Do you want to lick her daughter's pussy?'"
"She seemed embarrassed, but whispered, 'Yes.'"
"'You understand once your tongue touches your daughter's pussy, you are mine?'"
"'Yes,' she whispered."
"'Well I want to know all your dirty secrets then.'"
"My mother blushed and said, 'If tell you everything I have done, you will hate me for ever.'"
"I laughed and said, 'Mom, I have had over 200 women eat my pussy, took cocks in all three of my holes and just today seduced Mandi's mother, Mrs. Johnson. Can you top that?'"
"My Mom laughed and said, 'Well you are indeed just like your mother. Well, when I was a kid I started masturbating at a young age and fucked myself with anything I could find: bananas, hairbrushes, cucumbers, carrots, bottles. I eventually let my brother, your uncle, eat my pussy and in return I sucked him off. Soon I became addicted to his cum and sucked him off everyday. So it was inevitable that one day I let him fuck me. His thick cock filled me completely. I thought I was going to die of pleasure. In college, I ended up seducing every roommate I had, 5 in total, and began fucking pretty much any guy I met. In college, I fucked or/and sucked over 300 men and played with over a hundred girls. After school was done though, I realized I had to settle down and I trapped your father. I behaved for the next 15 years, only fucking him. But when I hit my mid-life crisis, my hormones took control again and I began to have relations with a few women. Mandi's mother, your ex-babysitter Kara, the post-woman among others. But Carla, I never slept with any other men.'"
"I shook my head at my mother and said, 'Mommy you really are a slut. Are you ready to fuck your daughter? To be your daughter's slave?'"
"Mom clearly past the point of no return replied 'Oh yes.' I leaned in and kissed my mother. Our tongues danced inside our mouths until I broke it. I then sat on the couch, opened my legs and said, 'Crawl over here whore.' I honestly briefly worried that calling my mother a whore was going too far, but she crawled over and buried her head between my legs. Her tongue was like a magic, she licked, she nibbled, she sucked on my clit; when I was close, she stopped and moved down my legs, her tongue siding down slowly. She looked up at me and said, 'I see you got your stocking fetish like I have.'"
"I smiled and said, 'Yes, all my sluts must always wear stockings, stay-ups or crotchless pantyhose.'"
"'I assume I must too.'"
"'Of course Mommy. You can get rid of all your pantyhose though, I need easy access to my property whenever I want it.'"