DAVY and HIS SLUTTY MOM

Part 3

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With the three boys dressed and back outside playing ten-year-old games, Jim and Jena settled in for post-coital nap.� "That was great fun," remarked Jim as he began settling down.�

"You shouldn't have involved those boys like that," Jena countered.

"Why not?� They all had great fun, I had great fun and you had great fun."

"What if they say something to someone?"

"Is that what you're mainly concerned about?� Well, don't worry your pretty little head, my dear.� If one of them say something, who would believe them?� If Davy came home and said he was involved in an orgy with Jake's mom, would you believe him?"

Jena tried to visualized the overweight neighbor lady cavorting naked with the three young boys.� "No, I suppose not," she replied.

"Besides, if one of the little bastards squeals on you, you just cut them off."

"Cut them off?� You expect me to carry on with them like that?"

"Good insurance, Jena.� All guys, even ten year old boys, like a slut available to them to suck their dicks.� They talk, no more suckie-suckie."

"Gawd, Jim, you make me feel so..."

"So slutty?� You are slutty.� That's what I like best about you, Jena.� Besides being a good secretary, you're a total cock slut, no matter whose cock we're talking about."

"Gawd, I suppose you're right.� I am a slut.� What kind of mother sucks off her own kid?"

"A slut mother, that who.� A slut mother like you."

"You make me feel so... dirty."

"Get over it, Jena.� Just enjoy who you are.� Davy certainly will and so will his two friends.� Now, shut your trap, woman and let me get a fifteen minute nap, then I'll fuck you again.� Okay?"

"Whatever you want, Jim.� You're the boss."

"That's right, I'm the boss and I own your ass."

"Yes, you do, yes, you do."

"And don't forget it, slut."

"I won't forget, baby."

"See to it that you don't.� Now, close your eyes, my love, and close your mouth before I plug it shut with my dick."

"Jim..."

"What now?"

"My car.� It's running rough and leaking oil.� I need to find another one, but I can't afford a car right now."

"So now you want me to buy you a fucking car?� I pay the rent, pay the utilities and give you some extra walking around money every week, not to mention the raise I gave you two months ago."

"I know.� I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked."

"That's right, you shouldn't have asked.� Now, shut the fuck up, will you?"

"Sorry, baby."

"Hush!"

The room fell silent and soon the two lovers were both sleeping soundly.

"Mom!� Mom!"

Groggily Jim opened his eyes just enough to see Davy and his two buddies standing beside the bed.

"Mom!"

"Oh, what is it, Davy?" Jena crossed crossly.

"We're hungry!"

Now wide awake, Jim glanced over at the digital clock on the night stand.� '1:32 PM? Damn!� We slept longer than I thought,' Jim said to himself.

"Just go out and play," Jena answered her son.

"But, Mom, we're hungry."

"I'm not dressed, Davy and..."

"Get the fuck up and feed them, Jena," Jim growled as he tossed off the covers exposing them both.

"Jim!" Jena exclaimed pulling the covers back over her naked body.

"I said, get up!" Jim repeated as he rose from bed.

"But, the boys..."

"The boys?� The boys have already seen you naked, so get your ass up.� I'm hungry too."

"Davy," Jena began as she clutched the sheet to her large breasts, "you and your friends go to the kitchen..."

Jim brusquely cut her off,� "Stay where you are, boys!"

Coming around to her side of the bed, he grabbed Jena's arm and pulled her out of bed still clutching the sheet for modesty, modesty that was quickly stripped away leaving her totally exposed to the stares of the grinning boys.� Almost as quickly as she was exposed, Jim delivered a stinging open-handed slap to her lovely bare buttocks that sent her scurrying out of the bedroom with the three boys close behind, snickering at the sight of a red handprint that quickly appeared on her left ass cheek.

Once in the kitchen, Jena sought to cover up with an apron, but it only covered her frontal area and left the rear uncovered.� 'Well, it's the best I can do,' she lamented as she tied the apron strings behind her back.� Her dilemma now was how to stand and fix something for lunch without having her back to the gawking boys. Turning to face the boys, she saw Jim saunter into the kitchen with his big dick swinging freely.� Dourly, she wondered how long Jim would allow her even this minimal cover.

"What's for lunch?" Jim asked casually as if the situation was normal.

"Ummm, I have some left over casserole, but it's only enough for two.

"For the boys... how about PBJ sandwiches and chips?"� In unison, the three ten year olds nodded their menu approval in unison.

"Well, then get to it, woman," Jim quipped earning him a glowering look.

Going to the fridge, she had to bend over to get the leftover casserole.� Naturally the apron fell forward, exposing even more of ass to the staring boys.

"Who has a hard-on?" she heard Jim ask followed by giggling. She tried to ignore it as she took the casserole to the microwave and began nuking it on reheat to a serving temperature.� Not wanting to give Jim the satisfaction of seeing her red faced, she remained facing away as she pulled out the chips, bread, and peanut butter from the cupboard, the strawberry jelly from the fridge along with a jug of cold milk and began assembling the boys' lunch.� All the while she heard boyish giggling.�

"Davy, please get us all a glass for our drinks," she asked as calmly as possible.��

"Yes, Ma'am," her son politely responded.�

"I'll have a beer," she heard Jim say.� "Get one for your mother too."

As she worked on the sandwiches, she saw Davy out of the corner of her eye at the fridge retrieving two long necks; he too� was now naked. She briefly closed her eyes wondering what further humiliation Jim had in store for her.

Once the sandwiches were made, the microwave bell dinged, signaling that the food within was ready.� Gathering up the three sandwiches, stacked and layered with paper towels, she served the boys first.� It didn't surprise her to see the two neighbor boys sitting at her table nude, their clothes carelessly strewn about on the kitchen floor.

As she returned to retrieve the chips and the milk, she heard Jim admonishing the boys, "Hold it, kids.� Wait until Miss Jena sits at the table."

After placing dinner plates and flatware out for herself and Jim, she returned with the warmed up casserole.� Having placed it on the table, she began to sit, but Jim stopped her saying, "Let's see some tit, Jena.� These boys want to see some tit.� Besides, everyone else is properly undressed for lunch, but you're not.� Now, lose it, sweetheart."

Having no choice but to comply, she removed the apron.� On cue, the three boys began clapping and shouted out, "Nice tits!"

Jena didn't know whether to blush or laugh at the contrived situation.� To Jim's satisfaction, she did both, pausing to heft her jugs with her hands and jiggle them about.

With her little impromptu show over, she sat blushing.� Jake, who was sitting directly across from her called out, "Do that again!" She declined pretending that nothing had been said.

After a moment when it became apparent that she wasn't going to 'do it again', Jim growled, "The boy asked you to do it again, Jena." She snapped her head towards Jim and glared at him.� He glared back sternly.� "Do it again," he said evenly.

"Please, Jim..."

"Do it, slut!"

Knowing she couldn't refuse him, Jena cupped her tits and jiggled them for a moment.

"Not like that," Jim said.� "Stand up and do it."

Jena stood, hefted her tits in her hands and shook them while looking Jim in the eye.

"Don't look at me.� Look� at the boy and do it."

Jena, now completely humiliated, looked at young Jake, lifted her tits and shook them for the boy. When she was finished, Jim began clapping and was joined by the three boys.

"Can I sit now?" she asked when the clapping ended.

"Why of course," Jim replied. As she took her seat he added, "Let's eat!"

All during lunch she felt the young eyes staring at her while they munched on PBJ.� With the food all consumed, she was surprised when Jim complimented her casserole.�

The boys stood and were ready to go, but Jim stopped them. "Wait a minute, guys.� What do you say?"

"Thank you, Miss Jena," Zeke replied.

"Yeah, thanks," Jake added with a grin.� Davy too thanked her and began picking up his clothes.

"Not so fast, boys."� The three stopped and looked at Jim.� "That's not a proper thank you."� The boys looked questioningly at him and to each other.

"Davy's mom put on a little show for you boys.� Now you need to put a little show for her."

Jena, rightfully afraid of what Jim had in mind protested, "No, Jim.� Don't do this.� Please?"

"What?� You think I'm going to have them blow each other?� Hell, they probably do that all the time, but that's not what I had in mind.� I'm not even going to ask them to touch one another."

Turning back to the three boys he said, "How many of you beat off at night?� Raise your hands."� All three raised a hand.� "Good.

"Now, to show your appreciation for all Miss Jena's done for you this afternoon, I want you all to stand in a line in front of her and jack off for her."

For a moment the three naked boys stood there dumbly.

"Come on, boys.� It's nothing that you haven't done a hundred times this month already and besides you get to look at her naked while you do it."

Looking over at Jena's son he added, "Davy..."

Davy shrugged, stood before his mom and began wanking it.� He was soon joined on either side by his two friends who also began stroking their small immature dicks.� To Jim's amusement, Jake was the first to close his eyes and begin jerking about. He was soon followed by Davy and then by Zeke. All three boys were too immature to produce sperm and so they all had a dry cum.� With their now wilted little dicks still in their hands, the three boys waited for further instructions.

Jim, satisfied with the show, told them to get dressed and go out and play.� The three broke, grabbed their clothes giggling and rushed out of the kitchen.

With the boys gone and once again alone together, Jim said, "Now, tell me you didn't enjoy watching that!"

Jena looked at him sheepishly and smiled.� "Yes.� Yes, I did enjoy that, you dirty old sot!"

"Good!� Now, com'ere, babe.� I think I have something for you."

Glancing down, Jena saw that he was erect.� "Is that for me?"

"Damned right it's for you!"

Grabbing her by the arms, he pushed her up against the countertop.� He lifted a leg under her knee, nestled in and jabbed upward into her wet waiting snatch.� On the third or fourth hard stroke up into her, she looked around his shoulder and saw the three boys, now dressed and standing in the doorway watching them fuck.� While Jim continued to fuck her standing up, she watched the three boys watching them.� Rather than be alarmed by it, it thrilled her to be seen like this. With another half dozen good strokes, each causing her to rise on the ball of her supporting foot, she felt herself letting go and falling into a vortex of wanton lust.

As he pummeled her pussy the boys heard him say over her cries of ecstasy,� "Yeah, cum on my dick, whore! Cum on my fucking dick!"� The rhythmic clasping of her pussy around his pummeling rod triggered his own climax and with a primal howl, Jim began shooting his seed into his whore. With her pussy getting sloppier and sloppier, Jim continued fucking her until his cock wilted to the point of uselessness.� He stopped thrusting, gasping for breath and just stood still holding her hiked leg in position, her still pulsing cunt dripping long strands of spermy fluid onto the floor.�

"That was good, baby.� Real good," he finally said letting her leg down gently.

"The boys," she whispered as she panted, "the boys were watching."

"Let'em watch," he replied as he kissed her neck.

"They're gone now," she whispered back.

"They'll be back," he answered. "They'll be back."

Leaving the mess in the kitchen for later, they retired back in her bed to snuggle.� The snuggling turned into tit sucking and then cunt licking and then into a 69.� That's how Davy found them a half hour later.� He didn't say anything, but quietly watched the two adults orally pleasuring each other.� When the couple finally broke apart, Jim saw Davy, shirtless, standing in the door with his hand down his shorts.

"Where are your two friends?"

"Their mom came home.� They had to go home," Davy answered pulling his hand from his shorts.

Jim gestured to him saying, "Com'ere, boy."

Davy approached the bed and when he was close enough, Jim reached over and tugged his shorts down off his hips explaining, "I want you naked when your home.� Even if I'm not here, I want you naked for your mother."

"Jim, leave him alone," Jena chided.

"Davy, go out and play," she added.

"No, he stays and he plays," Jim countered sitting up in bed.� He then rose and retrieved the bag from his morning shopping trip. Davy, mindful that Jim was the boss, shucked his shorts.

Returning to the bedside, Jim reached into the bag and pulled an object out. It was lime green and sort of transparent.� At first Jena wasn't sure what is was.� But once the shape registered on her she knew what was, a faux-cock made of a soft jelly like substance that gave it sufficient rigidity, yet it soft enough to yield.� Then she focused on the other feature... the straps. She looked at Jim questioningly and then it hit her.

"You can't be serious!" she nearly shouted.

"Oh, I'm very serious," Jim replied with a grin. "You've love it!"

Davy looked at the two adults and the strange object not understanding any of it.

"No!� No, I won't!� God, please don't make him..."

"Com'ere, boy," he said to his whore's ten year old son. Davy stepped up to Jim who was now sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Do you know what this is?" he asked waving the dildo around and making it flex.

Davy looked closely and nodded.� "It's a dick! A green dick."

"That's right, it's a dick.� A toy dick.� A toy dick for you."� Davy looked up still not understanding.� "Let me show you how this works."

Davy stood mutely as Jim wrapped the straps around his hips and under his crotch and tightened the straps.� Davy looked down at the obscene lime green dick now jutting from his crotch.��

Turning to the boy's mother, Jim explained, "It's hollowed out at the base so his cock and balls don't get squished."

Turning back to the boy he asked, "Comfy?" Davy nodded that the sex rig was comfortable.

"You can't make us do this!" Jena protested.� "For god's sake, he's my son!"

Ignoring her complaints Jim told her, "I'll show you how the straps go later on, so you can use it when I'm not here."

"Aren't you listening?" she shrieked.� "You can't make us do this!"

"Am I going to have to tie you up to do this?" Jim asked calmly.

Jena looked at the obscene faux-cock her son was wearing and then back to Jim.� A moment later, she bolted for the door.� She didn't get very far.� Anticipating this, Jim tackled her before she got to the door.� For the next minute, Davy watched amused as the two nude adults wrestled on the floor.� But Jena was no match for Jim's size and superior strength; she was easily subdued.

"Bring me the bag, boy!" Jim ordered while holding her hands behind her back.� Davy grabbed the bag and ran over to his mom and her boss, his long toy cock bobbing before him.� "Reach in there and get the handcuffs."� Davy quickly produced the shiny new handcuffs.

"Handcuff her!"�

"No, Davy, no!" his mother pleaded, but he cuffed her anyway.

With her hands secured behind her back, Jim rose up.� She immediately rolled over and began kicking at him, landing a few good blows to his legs.� Laughing, Jim grabbed her by the ankles, lifting her butt off the floor while spreading her open.� She continued to struggle, hurling vindictives at him, but he held her firmly in his grip.

"On the night stand," he told Davy, "there's a tube of lube.� Go get it."� Davy went to the nightstand, picked up the tube and brought it back.

"Is this toothpaste?" he asked holding it out to Jim.

"No, it's not toothpaste.� Just open it up, squeeze out a good glop and smear it all over your toy dick.� Davy did as he was instructed, amazed at how slippery the goo make the toy.�

"Now, you've seen me fuck your momma.� Now, you fuck her with your toy."

"No, Davy, no!" pleaded Jena.

Looking across his shoulder and down at his pleading whore Jim hissed, "Shut the fuck up or I'll put a gag on you!"

Then addressing her boy he told him, "Pay her no mind, Davy.� She's mine to use as I see fit.� Now, put that cock in her cunt!"

Obeying the order, Davy moved between his mother's legs as Jim held them apart and looked down at her shaved cunt.� The lips were swollen and flushed a deep red from all the use it had received since last night when she had brought Jim over for a night of fun and games.� She never imagined then just how far those games would go, but now she knew. Davy went to his knees and Jim adjusted the elevation to make it easier for the both of them.� Her son put the head of the lime green faux cock to her pussy lips and watched it disappear into the mass of her swollen labia.

"Oh, god!" Jena cried as she felt the faux cock sliding into her, but there was nothing she could do to prevent it.� It bottomed out against her cervix and then began to withdraw until it came all the way out.� But, not for long.� Davy put it back into his mother and pushed in deep again.� He withdrew, careful not to withdraw too much and then sank back into her. In, out, in, out, with each passing moment he got better and better at it until he was pumping away with youthful exuberance.�

After the very first penetration, Jena stopped protesting.� It just felt too good, and the more young Davy fucked her with the strap-on, the better it felt.� Still, she knew that she shouldn't be enjoying this, but she was.� Soon she heard herself saying the vilest things imaginable that a mother could say to her very own son, "Fuck me!� Fuck me!� Fuck me, Davy.� Fuck my slutty pussy, you little mother fucker!� Fuck me, baby.� Make Mama cum for her baby boy!� Make me cum!"

By then Jim had released her legs and had stood back to watch the wanton salacious coupling of mother and son, even if it was with a faux prick. Actually that made it even better than if it was skin-on-skin bareback fucking.� The boy would grow into that soon enough, Jim knew, his own insatiable cock growing harder and harder.� This was just simply too nasty and too good.

"Best damned secretary I've ever had," he muttered out loud as the scandalous show continued.

Once Jena was uncuffed and their fucking was over for the moment, Jena hit Jim on the shoulder with her fist and demanded, "I want a car, damn you!"

"Oww!" Jim said with a laugh, faking that her blow actually hurt even a little bit.

"I never agreed to do all this!� You owe me, Jim.� You owe me, damn you!"

"Settle down, now.� The boy might think you didn't enjoy that."

"I didn't!" she spat.

"You're lying.� You loved it," he declared grabbing her, pulling her to him and laying on a passionate kiss while grinding his renewed hard-on into her belly.�

Try as she might to be angry with Jim, she just couldn't.� He was fun and he made her feel good, but he didn't need to know that.� Still, it was rather shocking that she enjoyed Davy fucking her with that hideous green dildo so� much.� Her tingling, throbbing pussy felt more alive than ever.� Even her nipples ached they were so hard.�

"Admit it, you loved it," he said breaking the smoldering kiss.

"I did," she admitted.� "I loved it, but... it's so wrong to make Davy do that."

"He'll get over it," he quipped.� "Now, about that car..."

"You will?"

"Baby, you are the most valuable piece of ass in town.� I'm going to keep you.� Keep you until I get tired of you and then I'll throw you away like a used condom.� But, in the mean time, I figure that if I keep you happy, you'll keep me happy."

"A car?� What kind of car?"

"It'll be a company car.� For you to use until I'm done with you."

"Oh, don't be that way, Jim.� I'll be good.� I promise."

"Just being honest with you, Jena.� I told you that when I first took you as my whore."

"I'll be your whore, if that's what you want.� I'll do anything you want me to do."

Turning to Davy he said, "Did you hear what your slut mother said, Davy.� She'll do anything I ask her to do."

Turning back to the boy's mother he said, "What I want you to do now, is take the strap-on off Davy.� Then I want you to suck his dick."

To his surprise she replied, "Whatever you want, Jim.� But, I want that fucking new car."

"Then earn it," he replied.

Jena blew him a kiss and turned her son around so that she could remove the strap-on.� As she did so, she realized that she could wear it as well as Davy could.� A mental image formed of Jim hogtied and helpless, his asshole puckered up as she approached him. 'Wouldn't that be fun?' she thought with a malicious grin.

With the toy discarded onto the floor, she led her son to the bed and had him sit on the edge.� "Mommy's gonna suck your penis, Davy.� Would you like that?"� Davy nodded enthusiastically that he would like that very much.

As she began fellatio on her little boy, Jim retrieved his cell phone and made a call.� "Jerry?� Let me speak with Jerry...�

"Jerry, Jim Smith here...

"I'm fine.� Listen, I need a new company car ASAP...

"No, I didn't wreak my Mercedes, I just want something sporty to cruise around in chasing pussy... Mustang, you have any Mustangs in stock?� Convertibles?"

Upon overhearing that, Jena renewed her efforts on her son's cock.

"Three of them?

"Great!� What color?"

Jim paused and holding his hand over the phone's microphone relayed, "They have three Mustang convertibles.� Will that do?"

Jena, still sucking her son's dick, nodded energetically.

"They have one in black, one in white and one in red. Which do you want?"�

Jena pulled off her son's immature cock just long enough to reply, "Red!"

"The red one, Jerry, is it automatic?...

"V-6 automatic! Great! I'll take the red one, Jerry.

"When can I pick it up?

Tomorrow?� On a Sunday?... Fine with me.� I'll pick it up just after noon.

"Thanks, Jerry."

He hung up, but before he put the cell phone down, he lifted it and snapped a photo of Jena sucking her young son.� Jena said nothing, but pulled away from her son.� She watched as Jim approached, wondering what he would want next.

She didn't have long to wait before he said, "Davy, your slutty mother wants you to suck my cock.

"Isn't that right, Jena?"

She started to protest, but before she could say anything, Jim held up his index finger.� His meaning was clear to the kneeling slut.� She had willingly made the bargain and now she knew that she had to keep it.

Turning to her son she said, "It's okay, baby.� Do it for Mommy."

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