It came as a real shock watching my Mother being used by three men, not only used, but actually enjoying it. I watched the video of her, Nolan, Grant and David many times over the coming week. The result, my arm got very sore and I must have shot my load hundreds of times.
She wasn't what you would call a loving Mother, sure she loved us, me and Dad, or at least I think so, no, she was more your social climber type, always egging Dad on to do better, holding diner parties to impress his boss or clients. In fact at times she could be so off hand that even the few friends I had refused to come to my house. In the end I joined the RAF simply to get away. But this was different. I hadn't ask to witness her performance and all I could think about was Dad.
Problem was, I was drawn to the video. The more I watched it the more I realised what a good looking sexy woman she was. It started to do my head in. "This is fucking crazy," I thought, I was starting to find my own mother attractive. But could I really see myself fucking her?
It turned out that David was Dad's boss and it was he who had used Mum's ambitions to turn her into a fuck slut. I don't know how it got started, but now, whenever customers were visiting he would make sure to send Dad away on business and then use Mum to entertain the clients. OK, so Dad got lots of sales and made lots of money, which Mum promptly spent on lots of new things for her, but the fact remained she had still become a total slut.
I couldn't get away the following weekend but I could get to the phone. I waited until just after 12:30 and called home. A man answered, "yes," I recognised David's voice, "O, hi, I'd like to talk to my Mother please." In the background I could hear the unmistakable sounds of Mum having an orgasm. "I'm sorry, you must have the wrong number." The bastard hung up. My imagination went into overdrive thinking about her dressed like a whore entertaining some Japanese businessmen. I wondered what she must look like on all fours with their little willy's filling her cunt and mouth.
After weeks of soul searching I decided to confront her, but first I wanted to watch, just one more time. It wasn't difficult to pick a date, I simply phoned Dad and asked him when his next business trip was. "David's got me visiting people in Germany next week, I leave on Thursday but should be home by Saturday though if you fancy going for a pint." Great, that left Friday night.
I got to the house early and parked up a few blocks away, sure enough, just as it got dark David pulls up and five minutes later there off. From what I could make out she had a short skirt on this time. Giving them a few minutes, I entered the house and set about hiding the mini cams. Technology is incredible these days and I'd borrowed these devices from a mate in the RAF photographic section. They're normally used for close circuit intelligence surveillance and look a bit like mini endoscopes only the picture is transmitted back to a base unit, a bit like a radio mike. You can zoom the picture and pan the camera angle. The cameras are about the size of a biro with a cigarette packet sized transmitter connected by a thin cable. They record sound and vision in full colour.
I set one in the bookcase facing across the room and the other in a display cabinet facing down the room. Back in my bedroom I set up the video monitor and mixer. This would allow me to cross fade from one camera to the next or record two pictures at the same time, sort of picture in picture. There was nothing else to do now but wait.
The sound of the front door opening snapped me from a shallow sleep and I strained to listen through the closed door. I could hear several voices and for a minute thought they were coming my way. Suddenly the screen lit up as several small tables lamps were switched on illuminating the lounge. Two elderly men entered first followed by mum and David. Mum was wearing a fairly short skirt, blouse and high heels. Again, she seemed slightly tipsy as she took up a seat between the two men on the sofa. David sat in the chair opposite.
It all looked a bit strained as they sat there making small talk, as though no one wanted to make the first move. I could see David and mum exchanging glances but the two men seemed content to simply sip their drinks and talk shop. They were both extremely well spoken, probably ex public schoolboys but seemed totally out of there depth as far as this situation was concerned. Eventually David got up and put some smoochy music on. "Rita, why don't you give John and Paul a little show." Mum got the message and standing in front of the two men went into what I can only describe as a very erotic dance routine. Through half closed eyes she pouted her ruby lips at them as she ran her hands over her ample body, paying special attention to her tits. Then, very slowly she lifted the short skirt, up one thigh at a time, giving tantalising views of her black stockings and lacy suspender belt.
The two men sat spell bound as she started to unbutton the blouse, exposing more and more deep cleavage. With the blouse completely discarded she started on the skirt. Undoing the button on the side and lowering the zipper before wiggling her hips making it slid to the floor. I wasn't sure about them I was sure as hell getting horny. I now had a full frontal unobstructed view of my mother dressed in a silky black bra that really pushed her tits up and out, tiny black panties that only just covered her shaven cunt, suspender belt, stockings and high stiletto heels. She was standing with her legs apart, arms raised, piling her long hair up and holding it above her head before letting it slowly cascade down over her neck and shoulders again. I made a mental note to produce a picture from that frame.
Switching to the other camera I could see the expression on the two guy's faces as they watched the show. Both had very prominent bulges in their trousers which they tried to straighten from time to time. David sat there with a permanent smirk on his face. I mixed in the picture from the other camera giving me the full frontal again with a small picture in the top corner showing the two men.
Mum leant forward as she undid the bra, allowing both full tits to swing free right in front of their faces. It was too much for Paul and he reached out and grabbed a handful. Mum simply stayed in this position while he played with her nipples and weighed her tits in his hands. "Oh my, these are lovely," he said leaning up to suck a nipple. Not to be outdone, John claimed the other tit, holding it still as he too sucked on the nipple. Holding both men to her tits mum straightened up bringing all three of them to a standing position. The two men had there hands everywhere, feeling her up through her panties, running their hands up her stockings, letting their fingers trace the outline of her cunt and arse through the thin material. She looked like she was loving it. She stood there with her eyes closed making little groans and murmurs, her hands on the back of their heads holding them to her tits while shouting encouragement. .
"That's it boys, suck on my big titties." One of the men removed her panties and both stood back to admire her shaven cunt. "Now that is nice," John said gently rubbing his fingers across her prominent mound before cupping it in the palm of his hand, "and so smooth, you really are a naughty girl aren't you." With John's hand monopolising mum's cunt, Paul started on her arse, gently parting the cheeks and probing with his fingers for her hole. "David tells us you like it up both holes, it that right my dear?" Mum simply groaned as his finger penetrated her arse. "I'm looking forward to finding out," Paul said adding another finger. I switched to the other camera and got a good side view of mum standing erect with two fingers up each hole. Both men were frigging her like crazy and it wasn't long before her knees buckled and her first orgasm swept over her. "My, my, she does get very wet doesn't she," John said removing his fingers from her cunt and offering them to her mouth. Without hesitation she licked them clean. "Bet she won't lick these," said Paul taking his fingers from her arse. Looking him in the eyes mum grabbed his hand and slowly but deliberately licked both fingers. The two men were gobsmacked.
