DAVY and HIS SLUTTY MOM

Part 5

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Jena looked at the naked slumbering big man sprawled across her bed with a mixture of affection and disgust.� She couldn't decide whether to hate him or to hate herself.� Then she thought of the new Mustang convertible she was getting the next day and all was forgiven.� After all, she reasoned, it had been fun, even if it was sort of depraved.� Besides, she convinced herself, Davy didn't seem to mind participating, and she was certain that he'd keep his mouth shut and no real harm had been done.

Suddenly her contented smile faded as she thought of Davy's two friends, Jake and Zeke... she wasn't so sure about those two, and that concerned her.� But then she remembered what Jim had said about that, "If one of the little bastards squeals on you, you just cut them off," and, "even ten year old boys, like a slut available to them to suck their dicks.� They talk, no more suckie-suckie."

"Suckie, suckie," she said softly, but out loud and a grin spread across her face as she recalled sucking �on the two boys' immature dicks.

"What did you say, Mom?"

Hearing her son's voice behind her, she turned and replied, "Nothing, dear. Just talking to myself."

Davy, not knowing what else he should do, just stood naked before his equally naked mom.

There was an awkward moment, but Jena asked, "Davy, why did you... why did you put Jim's... uh... penis in your mouth?"

"Because you wanted me to.� You said..."

"I know what I said!" she snapped. "But... did you want to do that?"

"Sure, why not?� You said it was okay and Mr. Jim is really nice."

"He's not very nice, Davy, he's..."

"He's a lot of fun," her son interjected. "And Jake and Zeke, they say doing it's fun too."

"Jake and Zeke?� They do that? They..." Jena paused searching for the right word.

"Yeah, they blow each other."

"Oh, I see..."� Jena did see and in her mind's eye she envisioned the two young step brothers going down on each other; it was a vision that stirred her loins, just as actually watching her own son blow her boss was an unexpected turn on, as was her own acts of fellatio upon her very own son, Davy.

"Well, we'll discuss this later on. Meanwhile you need to go to bed."

"Can I sleep with you, Mama?"

"No!� You can't sleep with Jim and me."

"He won't mind."

"No, he probably wouldn't, but it's just not right.� You sleep in your own bed.� Now, scoot!"

"Can I sleep naked?� Mr. Jim says I'm supposed to be naked."

"Oh, I don't care!" his conflicted mother replied.� "Just go to bed."

�It had been a long and eventful day for ten-year-old Davy.� As soon as he lay in his bed, he began playing with himself, but was soon fast asleep.

Jim woke late in the� morning. Taking stock of his surroundings, he saw that Jena was awake and was just silently looking at him.� She smiled and wished him good morning.� Needing to relieve himself, he trotted off to the bathroom to drain his bladder.� Heading back to bed, he bypassed Jena's room and entered Davy's.� Seeing the naked boy sprawled on top of the bed covers, Jim took the kid's dick and tugged it until the boy woke up giggling.

"Com'on, boy," he said with a grin.� "Let's have some fun with your mama."

Curious as to what Mr. Jim had in mind, Davy rolled out of the sack and followed, his attention now drawn to the man's bare hairy buttocks.�

"On your feet, whore!" Jim commanded as he strode into Jena's bedroom.

Jena, seeing her son following closely behind Jim, stood up, thinking that it was time to fix them some breakfast.� To her surprise, Jim got back in bed and invited Davy to join him.� Thinking that Jim had brought her son to bed for sex, turned and headed for the door.

"Where the fuck do you think you're going?" Jim barked.� "Get your ass back in here, woman."

Jena turned back, barely concealing her annoyance with him.� "Okay, what do you want, Jim?"

"We both need a good-morning blowjob!"

"Both? You expect me... Oh, for heaven's sake.� Leave the boy out of it!"

Jim turned to Davy who was now lying next to Jim.� "How about it, boy?� You want your mother to suck your dick?"

Davy grinned, nodded and exclaimed, "Yeah!"

Turning back to the boy's mother Jim said, "See, it's two to one for blowjobs.� How about being a good whore and make it unanimous?"

Jena, knowing that she was trapped and had no real choice in the matter, stepped up to the bed. Still she couldn't help but voice an opinion, "You're a bastard."

"Yes, and you're my whore... Or have you already forgotten?"

"No, I haven't forgotten, Jim."

"Then get to it, babe.� Take it nice and slow, Jena. Davy and I are in no hurry this morning, so just a languorous suck job on the both of us." Jena crawled up onto the bed between Jim's legs and began lowering her lips to his soft prick.

"Start with your boy first, Mommy," he commanded as he put a palm to her forehead.� Jena glared at him, but complacently moved over to Davy, who spread his legs to make it easier for his mom to get to his already stiff prick.

For Davy, the feel of his mother's warm wet lips slipping over his erection was electric.� She'd blown him a few times the day before, but for the novice boy, it was all still new and exciting.� He just couldn't believe how good it felt, but then again, his mom was an expert at giving head.�

She sucked for a minute or so before Jim told her, "Now, suck me, Mommy!"

Releasing her son's stiffie from her lips, she moved back over to her boss' big prick which was now at full alert and began sucking on him.

"Ooo, yeah, that's a good cocksucker," he praised.� "Yeah, suck my fucking dick, slut...

"Not so fast, I want a long slow blowjob to start the new day.

"Yeah, that's it, slide those full red lips slowly over my prick.� Yeah, that's it, nice and slow...

"That's good for the moment.� Now, suck your little boy. Be sure and show him what you can do with your tongue."

Jena released the big cock and look the little cock into her mouth again.� She knew what she was doing was wrong, but she just couldn't help but let it excite her.� Soon she was enthusiastically going back and forth, from big cock to little cock to the big cock and back to the little cock, giving her best to both and keeping them both on edge, but never allowing either of them to go too far. But after a good thirty minutes of sucking cock, her jaws and her tongue were growing tired.�

Taking matters into her own hands, she finished off her little boy. Jim relished watching the boy writhing in pleasure as his mom brought him off with a dry cum.��� Her boss was so hot and bothered by it all, that he didn't last very long when she returned her attentions to his prick, blasting a huge morning load into her sucking maw.

For several minutes, Jim lay trying to catch his breath.� Jena, having swallowed it all, sat back and awaited further instructions, her attention split between a very happy man and a very happy boy.� She was pleased with herself for pleasing the two males, and any pangs of guilt or remorse would have to wait until later.

When Jim was able and wanting to speak again, he turned to the boy and asked, "How was that blow job from your mom?"

"Great!" Davy replied honestly.

"You want her to blow you again sometime?"

"Yeah, you bet'cha!" Davy replied with a grin.

"Hear that Mama?� Your boy wants you to blow him again."

Turning back to the boy, Jim said, "From now on, whenever you want a blowjob from her, you just tell her.� Tell her and she'll blow you."

Turning to Jena he added, "Got that, slut?� You suck him when he wants a sucking."

"Oh, Jim... Please..."

"That's right, you're to please him as well as me.� Now, I'm hungry enough to eat the asshole out of a hog!"

"I don't have a hog's asshole for you to eat, I only have some eggs and maybe toast," she explained dryly.

"Eggs and toast it is!"

Breakfast was simple and quick, with Jena waiting on the two males hand and foot.� Then it was off to the shower with the three crowding into the tub like the morning before.� Soapy hands were everywhere, including Jena's on her son.� Then it was back to the bedroom for more morning sex games.

"Your mom has been a good sport this morning, Davy.� How about if we reward her?"

"Sure, okay," the boy replied.

"Okay, Mom, on the bed and spread those legs!" Jim commanded.

Jena, having given up on resisting anything Jim wanted to do, lay sprawled out like the whore she was.� "Okay, Davy, now get in there and eat your mama's pussy."

Having done this before, Davy didn't hesitate to nuzzle into his mom's cunt and began licking up her snatch sap.� Jim was pleased to see how she spread her legs even wider, without coaxing, to give her young son's mouth better access to her folds.

After a few minutes of Davy rooting around in her sex, Jim was surprised to hear her say, "A little higher, baby.� A little higher.� There, that's it,� baby.� Lick me there.� That's it, that's my clit. Yes, baby, yes. Oh, fuck..."

The first time Davy had experienced the pungent taste and odor of his mom's pussy, he wasn't so sure he liked it.� He didn't necessarily dislike it, but it was rather funky, sort of like the time when Jake talked him into sniffing his armpit, only to have the bigger, stronger boy put a head lock on him and hold him there.� But fresh from a shower, the intensity of the aroma was diminished and the taste delightfully salty without being strong. He also liked the silky feel and topography of her twat on his tongue. He liked it, he liked it a lot and making his mama squirm and hearing her talking dirty made it all the more fun to lick her like this.�

As his tongue began to tire, he wondered how long he would be required to keep it up.� Would she or Mr. Jim be angry with him if he stopped? Just then he was surprised to have his head trapped between her squeezing thighs.� Then he was yanked free and pushed out of the way.� Now off to the side by his mother's legs, he saw Mr. Jim on top of his mama, his hairy naked buttocks thrusting down and forward into her, again and again.� They were fucking again.� He didn't understand why, but he liked watching them fuck, it was sort of like watching Zeke or Jake beating off, only better, much better.

The boy sat up on his heels watching the two adults fornicating, his mom's legs high in the air, the man saying dirty nasty things to her and she saying dirty nasty things in return.� He felt the bed bouncing and the heard the headboard knocking against the wall each time the man's bare butt drove down into her.� He heard the wet squishy sounds of cock and sopping pussy mating and the soft slapping sounds of groin meeting groin.� All in all, it was a great show for the ten-year-old boy.

He heard Mr. Jim call out, "I'm cumming in your cunt, whore!� I'm cumming in your slutty cunt!" and heard his mother respond, "Give it to me, you bastard!� Cum in me, baby!� Knock me up!"� A moment later the two fornicators were silent and motionless for several minutes before Jim rolled off to the side and dismounted.�

There was a minor collision between the spent man and naked boy as Jim rolled off his slut, but Davy made room for him. "Okay, boy, you're up," Jim said to the boy.� "Get in there and clean up her cunt."

Davy started to get up and retrieve a wash cloth or towel, but Jim grabbed him by the arm and pushing him between his mother's splayed legs told him, "Lick her clean."

To Davy, her now swollen and blood engorged pussy looked so different than it did just a few minutes before, before he began licking the first time that morning.� In the well lit bedroom, he saw that it was red and very wet looking, especially with the trickle of white cum now leaking from it.� At that moment� it wasn't very appealing looking to Davy, but he'd done this before. Suddenly a big strong hand had him by the back of the head and pushed his face into the raw looking mass of freshly fucked pussy.� With the hand holding him, he had no choice but to start licking.

The first thing he noticed was how hot her wet pussy felt on his face and lips, then he discovered that his mom now tasted different.� Not bad, just different and he set his tongue to work lapping up the juices.� When the hand released the pressure on the back of his head he continued licking until the taste diminished.� With his face glistening wet, he sat upright, and looked over at Mr. Jim who was grinning ear to ear.

"God damn, that was hot!" he heard the grinning man say.� "Fucking best sex ever!"� Then he reached out and mussed up Davy's hair.� "Absolute fucking best!"

Knowing he'd done good, Davy grinned back, ready to do whatever else the man wanted him to do.� He didn't have long before Jim suggested, "I think your mother would like it if you sucked her tits."�

Davy sprang into action and latched his lips around his mom's tit. As he began sucking a meaty nipple he felt her hand gently caressing his head and heard her say, "That's right, baby,� Suck on mommy's tit.� Mommy loves having her tits sucked by her big boy."� Meanwhile, he felt a big hand slide across his naked buttocks, stroking the smooth globes of his ass as he suckled his mom.

'Damn, I could play with these two all fucking day,' Jim thought to himself as he felt up the young boy,� 'but, nooooo, the old bat is coming home this afternoon.� Why doesn't she just stay with her mother, the two hags should be happy bitching at each other.'

He glanced at the clock, 10:15 AM.� 'Better get a move on, old boy.� Still need to pick up that car for Jena and they won't open until noon.'� He removed his hand from the boy's butt and came back down on it with an open hand.� CRACK!

"Owwwww!" shouted Davy as he bolted up from his mama's tit.

"Time to get a move on," Jim announced.� "Best we all get another shower, then we'll go pick up your mama's new car."

Rubbing his stinging butt, Davy couldn't help but feel excitement at the prospect of a new car for his mother and him.�

"Oh, god," moaned Jena. "Do you have to go so soon?"

"Yes, in fact I do, so get your whore's ass out of bed and get cleaned up.� We all smell like we've been holed up in a whore house all weekend."

"We've been here all weekend," Davy helpfully interjected.

"Yes, we have," laughed Jim rubbing the kid's head. "Guess I meant to say a whore's house."

Davy didn't get it and just shrugged.� Adults could be so obtuse at times.

Jena leaned into Jim and whispered, "I wish you'd stop calling me a whore around Davy.� I don't want him calling me a whore too.� It just wouldn't be right."

"It might not be right, Jena, but it'd be accurate.� Now, don't get all uppity with me, or I might take my belt to you."

"You wouldn't do that!"

"Don't tempt me, Jena.� Your boy might enjoy seeing you spanked."

"Okay, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said anything."

"That's right, you don't say anything, you just do as I say and we'll get along just fine."

"Yes, sir.� I'll remember that."

Cleaned up and dressed nicely, the three set out in Jim's Mercedes to the Ford dealer to pick up Jena's new car, arriving there just minutes after 12 PM.� Out front was the sparkling new red Mustang convertible, gleaming in the sunlight with the top already down.� Upon seeing the car, her car, Jena could barely contain herself.� Once he realized that that was THE car, Davy couldn't contain himself either and shouted out, "No way!"

Jerry, the owner of the dealership and with whom Jim had done a lot of business with over the years, greeted him at the door. "The car you want is ready, Jim," Jerry greeted.� "Paper work is all ready for you to sign.� We'll just add it to the master lease for your fleet.� Insurance will be in effect as soon as you drive it off the lot."

Jerry had all the papers laid out on his desk, ready to sign.� In moments the deal was done and Jerry handed Jim the two sets of keys.�

Outside, Jena and Davy were checking out and marveling at the new wheels, their new wheels, when Jim strode up. "Here's the key, Jena," Jim said handing one set to her.�

"Oh, Jim!� It's beautiful!� Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

He replied by adding, "I'll keep the other set of keys in case I have to repossess it for non-performance."

"I'll be good.� I promise I'll be good," she said with pleading eyes.

"You'd better be."

Turning to Davy, Jim knelt down and told the boy so that his mother could overhear. "Remember, I want you naked when you're home with your mom.� And I want you to get lots and lots of blowjobs from your mama.� It'll help make your dick grow bigger if it's sucked on often."

"Really?"

"Why don't we find out for ourselves?"

"YEAH!" the boy enthused.� Jena just rolled her eyes and bit her tongue, wondering how she was going to put that genie back in the bottle and not anger Jim in the process.� Surely he couldn't be serious!

Jim turned back to his red-headed stacked secretary.� "This weekend was great fun. Best I've had in years.� Just don't fuck it up, cunt.� Now, I'll see you bright and early in the morning.� You might want to wear your knee pads tomorrow."

"What color?" she saucily replied causing Jim to laugh. Then he said his goodbyes and was gone.

Turning to her son, Jena said, "Well, let's go for a ride!"

"Yeah!" Davy exclaimed excitedly.

After cruising around town for an hour and a half, Jena returned to her modest home.� It took her a while to figure out how to get the top up, and before she did, Jake and Zeke were checking it out.

"Cool car!" Jake declared to Davy.

"Yeah, awesome," agreed Zeke.

Even the boys' loathsome mother stopped by to comment on the sexy new set of wheels.�� "You must have made someone very happy," she told Jena.� "You go, girl!"� It was the first time Jena had ever seen the usually unpleasant obese woman laugh.�

With the top secured, her old car relegated to the street and the new Mustang secure in her one car garage, Jena went inside to have a glass of wine or two and celebrate. No more getting stranded at the most inconvenient times.� No more getting wet feet when the old junker leaked during� a rain storm.� No more burning up on hot days and no more freezing when it was cold, and no more funky odors. Life was good for once!

Her good mood only lasted until ex-husband's lawyer called and asked her to bail him out of jail.� "Let him rot!" she told the weasely sleaze ball.

Hanging up, she shook her head.� It was all his fault that Davy had been there all weekend, seeing and doing things no ten-year-old boy should ever do.� But then again she realized that if Davy hadn't been there, would she now have her new car?� Maybe, maybe not.�

She wondered what her son thought about the events of the weekend and what he now thought about her?� Would he be scarred for life?� She rather doubted that as the boy seemed to have had as much fun as her perverted boss did. Davy was, after all, male and all the males she ever knew where all somewhat disgusting creatures; that included Davy, who always seemed to be picking his nose or playing with himself.�

She sighed.� "No need to be fretting over it," she said to herself.� "What's done is done and there's no going back."� Thinking of some of the most salacious moments with her son, a� smile spread across her pretty face and she added, "Besides, it was fun!"

About then she heard Davy and his two friends thunder into the house.� She thought about them too and what she'd done with them. That too brought a smile, a wicked smile to her lips.� She pursed her lips and thought of the all the young penises those lips had embraced in the last thirty six hours or so.� It was a thought that brought up mixed emotions.� On the one hand, she was embarrassed about having sex with the young neighbor boys, but absolved herself of any responsibility for her actions by putting it all on Jim, her wicked boss. Until this weekend, she didn't realize just how wicked the insatiable man was.� On the other hand, just the thought of sucking those little penises made her wet.

'Well, that won't happen again,' she resolutely told herself.� No sooner had she resolved that, doubts crept into her consciousness. 'What if the little bastards squeal? I'll just deny it all.� But would that horrid woman believe them or believe me? She's such a hard woman to get along with and could really cause me a lot of trouble.'

"Mom!"

Hearing her son's voice she turned and looked.� Davy and his two friends were standing in the doorway, all three stark naked.

"You're all naked!" she blurted out.� "You can't do that!� Now, all of you, go put your clothes back on, right this minute!"

"But Mr. Jim said I had to be naked when I was in the house," pleaded Davy not understanding why his mom was acting so upset.

"Mr. Jim's not here," she countered.

"But he said..."

"Put on some clothes."

"No!" replied Davy.� "Mr. Jim's the boss and we have to do what he says."

"Well, they can't be naked," she replied pointing to Jake and Zeke.

"Why not?� I'm naked..."

"We like being naked too," injected Jake.� "It's fun!"

"What will your mother say?" asked a distraught Jena.

"You ain't gonna tell her, are you?" asked a suddenly alarmed Zeke.� "She'll get really mad at us!� Please don't tell her, Miss Jena! She'll whip the tar out of us!"

"No, I won't tell her.� I... I.. Oh, for goodness sakes!�

"Davy,� please, just... just... you and your friends, just go to your room!"

"Yes, Ma'am," her son replied.

With the boys out of sight, Jena had a moment to think things over.� What struck her the most about the encounter with the boys wasn't so much that they were all naked, she rather liked that, but how terrified Zeke appeared to be at the very thought that Jena might tell on them.� It had always troubled her to hear the two neighbor boys screaming as the old bag beat on them for whatever reason, and she seemed to find a reason at least once, if not twice, a week.� On more than one occasion she had almost called the cops, but the beating du joir had ended.

Suddenly she realized the nasty woman's harshness towards the two young boys was a blessing in disguise.� No way would either of the boys say anything to her that might bring down the house upon them. And Jena reasoned, that would be especially true if the boys idolized her.� Suddenly it was all very clear to her.� A grin spread across her face and she made her way to Davy's bedroom.

She was just going to talk to them, or so she told herself, but what she saw from the open door changed her mind.� The three boys were all still naked, but Zeke was kneeling in front of Davy, sucking Davy's� dick while Jake stood ready to be blown next.

"Now, boys, I really don't think you should be playing that game," she said stifling a grin.�

Zeke slipped Davy's dick from his mouth and joined the other two to look towards the doorway and Davy's mom, wondering what, if anything, Jena was going to do.

"But if you are going to play like that," she added with a warm smile, "would you mind terribly if I watched?"

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