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 Author: Kiwi Cat
Title: It's a disease
Summary: A sex junkie finds a new outlet for her addiction.
Keywords: Fb Inc



   Liz had an addiction.  She had struggled with it since her early teens.
Over the years since then she had seen therapists, counselors, hypnotists
and priests.  Nothing had made much difference until she finally gave in
one day.  Then once guilt was out of the way it took over her life.  She
lost her job, her husband of ten years decided that he couldn't handle it
any more and left her and their son James who was eight at the time.  He
still loved James and left her with the house and paid regular monthly
child support and saw James a couple of times a week at least.  But he
could no longer stand to be part of Liz's downward spiral.

   Her latest series of self help sessions had told her that addiction was
a disease so it was not her fault.  This didn't change much but made her
feel better about how her life had turned out.  You see Liz was a sex
addict.  All through high school she had just thought she was easy and
enjoyed fucking.  But after that she discovered that she was steadily
fucking her way through all the men in the office she worked at.  After
being caught rutting with the mail boy atop the photocopier at work she
lost her first job.  More jobs had come and gone over the years and she had
met Steve.

   At first he loved having a girlfriend then wife who would tear his
clothes off him the moment he got home and would try act out any fantasy he
could come out with.  But sex at least three times a day began to wear him
down.  Then he discovered that she would skip work to bring other men home
to satisfy her in their bed during the day.

   At first he forgave her when she begged and promised that it would stop.
But all that happen was she got better at hiding it for a time.  But her
cravings made her sloppy and she was caught time and time again.  Every
male friend they had ended up between her legs, the neighbors all had a go
and she would even ring up and order takeout just to get a chance to make
some uni students day by blowing him in return for a pizza.

   When Josh came on the scene things calmed down for almost two years
until her hormones kicked back into overdrive.  Then each day was the same,
looking for that frantic moment of passion when she felt alive, felt needed
and wanted.  Those few seconds when she was the center of a man's world and
through his passion she could feel her own release.  Masturbation never
worked for Liz, she could cum easily enough and loved watching porn to wet
her appetite.  But it wasn't the same, it wouldn't put out the fires deep
inside her.

   After Steve finally threw in the towel and left them she basically gave
up working.  She could seldom keep a job for more than a couple of weeks
until the women of the workplace joined forces to evict her.  So now she
lived on her child support and what donations she gathered from the
numerous men who floated through her life.  Often three or four 'uncles'
would pass through their house each day, each stopping for long enough to
ram home into her hungry sex and deposit a load or two deep inside her.

   Liz had let herself go somewhat, putting on a few kilos now she was in
her thirties but she was still attractive enough to pull willing men into
her bed.  Long black hair framed her face and she always kept her lips
glossed with shiny lipstick to leave marks on her lover's cocks.  Her
breasts sagged a little more than in her twenties but were still an ample
handfull for her men to hold onto while they pounded into her.  Her butt
was a little bigger but many loved that as they took her from behind.  One
thing she did pay attention to was keeping her pussy waxed smooth.  Ever
since she was in highschool she had always preferred it that way and knew
that most men agreed.

   Now days James was eleven and growing to look like a miniature version
of his father.  He had mousy brown hair and a slight build that would
probably evolve more into a runners frame than a bulky muscleman.  Of
course growing up with a total slut like his mother had meant that he was
aware of her activities.  He loved her but tried to avoid all the strange
men passing through and it was one of those unspoken topics that they both
avoided.  Now puberty was starting to hit him and he began to see the
appeal for all those adults with easy access to a freely available woman
like her.  For him the girls at school were on another planet and like most
boys his age he resigned himself to remaining a virgin forever and getting
what relief his hand could provide.

   It was on a day in a rare fit of domestic motherlyness that Liz was
tidying up James' room.  Emptying his rubbish bin she discovered a sizable
wad of tissues at the bottom.  It was a little odd since he was in
excellent health and had not had a cold in months.  As she transferred them
to the big bag of rubbish she was filling she caught wiff of a familiar
odour.  A smell she had known now for almost two thirds of her life.  Stale
cum.

   Blinking in surprise she sorted though the tissues and found them glued
together by a dried mass that the smell wafted up from.  The thought hit
her that her little boy was growing into a man.

   For a normal woman that would have been the end of it, perhaps with a
little talk about puberty and the birds and the bees.  But Liz was far from
normal when it came to sex.  It buzzed around in her head all day until he
came home from school.  Like normal he said hi, gave her a hug, grabbed a
snack and headed into his room and shut the door.

   Now her mind filled with thoughts of what he could be doing in there. 
Liz tried to imagine what his eleven year old cock would look like, not
having seen it in years since he learnt how to bathe himself.  Right then
he could be perched on the edge of his bed, shorts around his ankles as he
worked his fist up and down it.  Pumping until he wasted his delicious cum
inside another wad of tissues.  The image of cum going to waste burned into
her brain.  It didn't matter that it was her son's nor that he was only a
boy.  There was cum in her house and it wasn't being given to her!



   Storming down the hall Liz threw open James' door to find him half naked
in the act of changing out of his school clothes.  Laid out on the bed were
some trackpants and a tshirt, his usual relaxing attire.  Liz herself was
dressed in a similar manner, tight sweatpants that hugged her arse and a
tshirt that clung to her chest.  As normal she had neglected to wear
panties or a bra, they tended to just get in the way when one of her men
wanted to fuck her or she was forced to masturbate for some release.

   "Don't you dare waste it!  Don't you dare."

   James looked up in shock as he turned to the door.  "Mum?  What?  I'm
getting changed in here."

   She snatched his shirt from his hands and flung it to the side.  "There
will be no masturbation by you under my roof James.  It is a horrible
waste. No I say, No!"

   She was almost frothing now and he recoiled from her beginning to see a
side to his mother he had never before.

   "Mum you are scaring me, what is going on?"

   She grabbed his arm and yanked him back in front of her.  "I know what
you do in her to yourself.  And it won't be happening again."



   Suddenly she switched tracks as her irrational mind was diverted as her
addiction took over.  "Mum can help you.  With your release.  I know it is
hard for a boy at your age.  Mummy will help you out."

   Steering him backwards she walked until the back of his legs hit the bed
and he toppled backwards onto it.  Looking up at her as she stood there he
felt a mixture of panic, confusion and something else.

   "Mummy knows a much better way of releasing all that pressure in you. 
Just lie still and let me take care of it for you."

   Leaning down she grabbed his shorts and began to tug them down past his
hips.  Instantly he tried to pull them back up and there was a brief
struggle before she knelt astride his knees and shoved him back down onto
the bed.

   "Do as I say James.  I am your mother."

   Meekly he lay there as she tugged down his shorts and his underwear. 
Lifting one of her legs she yanked them past his knees til they dropped to
his ankles.  Her eyes were then glued to where he was trying to hide his
crotch with his hands.

   "Mum no, this is embarrassing.  What are you trying to do?  Get off me
please Mummy."

   Taking his wrists with her hands she had little trouble in prying them
away from his groin and she felt herself suddenly go wet between her thighs
at the sight of his stubby little boy cock with its few soft downy hairs
just beginning to surface.  Catching both his wrists with one hand she held
them together on his chest as her other moved to his groin.

   Grasping his cocklet with two fingers and a thumb she began to roll it
back and forth as he gasped in pleased but bemused surprise.

   "James, I need you to cum for me.  It is going to happen so you may as
well just enjoy it."

   She kept manipulating his little cock until it swelled to its full
height.  It was a respectable three inches for boy his age, far from huge
but for Liz it was a cock and it was in her hands.  She would not be
letting go until she got her creamy reward.  He started to hump up into her
hand, unable to control the basic urge of all males to get his rocks off.
But Liz had other plans for his cum than just spurting all over her hand
and his fingers.

   "Mommy will show you the best way sweetie.  Just lie still for a
second."

   Rolling off him she reluctantly let go of his little boy cock for just
long enough to wiggle her own pants down to her ankles where she was able
to kick them off and across the room until they draped across his tv. 
Again she slid atop her son, this time her bare legs straddling his own
naked skin.  "Just relax baby, it will all be good in a moment."

   Rising up she reached down and took his shaft in her fingers and held
him pointing up.  Moving herself into position she settled the head of his
cock at her opening, the entrance where he had emerged from eleven years
ago.  He whimpered at the sensation of heat and wetness, not believing that
this could be happening.  Letting her weight settle down she sank onto him,
a low moan coming from her lips as him member was swallowed into her
insatiable sex.

   "Oh yes, that's what Mummy needs.  A nice stiff cock in me.  My lil boy
is growing up now."

   One hand yanked her tshirt up to expose herself then leaning forward
atop him she let her heavy breasts fall down across his face.  "Touch them
with your hands James and suck on them if you want.  Mummy will do the rest
of the work." Lifting up she slid forward until only his cockhead was
inside her before she inched back down.  James's hands found her breasts,
cupping them and pushing them together as they hung across his face.  His
lips found a stiff nipple and he was rewarded with a hiss of pleasure and a
milking squeeze down below as he began to suck on it.  To the almost
innocent young boy this was all too much.  He had tits in his hands and
mouth and a hot wet cunt humping up and down his cock.  His mother made
barely another dozen rises, slipping up and down his slippery shaft before
he suddenly groaned and went rigid.  His little boy cock spasmed inside her
and he squirted his feeble baby cum into the womb he had come from.  But
Liz wasn't finished yet.  She knew teenage boys could usually stay hard if
they had sufficient reason and so she just kept up the same motion, riding
out his orgasm and cruising through it to the next wave of pleasure.

   She kept riding him, smothering him with her breasts as she slid her
greasy cum slicked cunt up and down his little pole.  Five minutes of the
steady fucking had his grunting under her again and squirting another
couple of bursts of his incestous seed up into her.  But still she didn't
pause, instead speeding up slightly now she was warmed up.  The motion of
her cunt working its way up and down was filling the room with the wet
sounds of sex.  She squirmed her hand down between their sweaty bodies
until she found her clitoris and began to mash it with her fingertips as
she rode the boy.

   "Come on baby keep sucking on Mummys titties until I cum.  Getting close
to cumming on your cock.  Oh I am so glad I did this.  Now I will always
have a cock around when I need one."

   Her humping became faster and more frenzied as she rammed herself up and
down her sons penis.  "Gonna cum James, you are gonna make Mummy cum on
your dick.  Oh fuck yeah!" She began to spasm, her cunt clenching around
its tiny intruder time and time again.  Her spastic movements caused him to
fall out of her but she was already in the throes of her orgasm.  Swearing
and spasming she fell atop his little body as he came for his third time,
squirting a last two bursts of his seed inbetween their roiling bodies.

   As the waves of pleasure slowly began to pass she rolled to the side and
James was able to breathe easier although he kept his hands up cradling her
breasts.  "Mummy?  Um..."

   "Sssssh baby.  Mummy loves you so much now.  More than ever.  And you
and her are going to do this every day.  Before school, when you get home
and probably before bed as well.  You are Mummy's hard little cock for her
to cum on now."

   "Oh, um ok." James fell silent as he was tired out and it was all too
much for an eleven year old boy to handle.



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