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They got pregnant with Timmy shortly after the marriage. Over the years Justin worked his way up the corporate ladder. He was a VP for sales for Rocky Mountain Fish. The company shipped fish all over the country and parts of the world. His job kept him on the road three weeks out of the month, which made it lonely for her, not to mention her son basically growing up without a dad. Katie never got a chance to work in her field of accounting as she was raising Timmy on her own. This past summer they moved out to the suburbs to a big house with a 3 car garage, 4 bedrooms and 3 baths. Suburbia, with its cookie cutter houses. At five feet nine inches, she kept herself in shape going to the gym twice a week and kept up with the latest diet fads. She got horny looking at some of the young men at the gym but could never workup the nerve to talk to them or flirt with them, something felt off about doing that plus she would -(TM)ve been cheating on Justin. It never occurred to her that maybe he was cheating on her Timmy started sixth grade at the new school and had a hard time making friends, new kid and all. He was starting puberty and had all the awkwardness of a pre-teen. As far as Katie noticed he had wet dreams with the died cum stains on the bed sheet and his underwear. Shortly after the school year started she was getting dressed and she noticed a pair of her panties had dried cum stains on it. She was disappointed and was going to confront Timmy about it, but thought better of it, at least he like girls, she thought. She enrolled him in the Webelo scouting program hoping that he would make friends, Alice Johnson, who lived the next block over, was the den mother and her son, Mannie, was also a scout. She liked Alice and volunteered to be the assistant den mother. She and Alice got along great. Katie liked being around her. When they moved, they stayed at the same church, driving the twenty minutes to the Word of Life mega church. She was a Sunday school teacher for the sixth grade. She started teaching Sunday school when Timmy was in the fourth grade and at first it was awkward having Timmy sit in class as she taught the word of God but now, two years later, it was nothing. He was attentive and even asked questions about the scriptures. Katie considered herself a godly woman but she did have needs, sexual needs, and she was a little ashamed of herself when she started surfing porn sites for videos to masturbate too. It was during one of these times that she came across the advertisement for Dr Emma Lee. Justin had no problem with the cost of the therapy or even that Timmy would be going to therapy, as long as it helped him over come whatever problems his son might be having. Then he left for his next trip. When she met with Dr Emma, she didn -(TM)t know that Timmy was probably suffering from premature ejaculations along with his wet dreams. But after 18 weeks of sessions, Timmy was a confident, self-assured young man, his puberty acne cleared up, he was getting top marks for his school work. It was a real turn around for him, and her, but Justin didn -(TM)t even notice the change in his son, as long as Timmy was passing in school, he didn -(TM)t care. Mother and son were disappointed. As a godly woman, the therapy sessions bothered her because it broke all kinds of taboo, she couldn -(TM)t bring herself to say the -~I -(TM) word. The one major benefit though of having sexual relations with her son was it satisfied her need for a man around the house. Timmy was the one she could share things with, cook for, do things for, dote over. She hated to admit it, but, she was doing things with Timmy that she would never do with her husband, or ever did with her husband. When Justin was home and they did have that fuck in the master bedroom, it still wasn -(TM)t that great. He was happy to have a wham, bam, thank you ma -(TM)am and roll over to go to sleep. As much as she fought it, she compared her husband to Timmy. Timmy was so much more enthusiastic, wanting to learn new things, try out new positions, chase her around the house. He appreciated what she did for him and that made her feel wanted again. She pulled into the clinic front parking lot and got out the car and walked in the front door. She was here to see a Dr Sharon Nelson, a pediatric doctor. She was being referred by Dr Emma. Apparently, she was the contact point for a mother son group called -~The Community -(TM). Dr Emma said the group met every Saturday and Sunday year around at the clinic, meeting in the conference room downstairs. Katie wasn -(TM)t sure about the group but Timmy was very excited about joining it and Dr Emma said at least check it out, might have some fun, and its a safe place for you and your son. Katie smiled putting her purse on the counter: -Hi, Mrs Scott, I have an appointment with Dr Nelson. - She knew Mrs Scott from the last 18 weeks. Dr Emma had mentioned that the all female support staff that worked at the clinic were all mothers who had their sons had gone through the same therapy sessions. Mrs Scott smiling: -Ah, yes, Mrs Hill, how are things on the home front? - Katie smiled: -Things are good, very good. - Mrs Scott typed on the keyboard: -Great to hear. Dr Nelson, is through that door down the hallway and last door on the right. - Katie turned and went through the door and down the long hallway, her heels clicking on the tile as she walked. She knew the complex was big from the outside, but seemed bigger from the inside. She knocked on the door. Dr Nelson: -Come in! - Katie: -Hi, Dr Nelson -- - Dr Nelson: -Hi, I know who you are Katie. Please call me Sharon. Have a seat. - Katie sat down and put her purse next to the chair. Dr Nelson: -How were the therapy sessions? - Katie looked around the office. It was spartan, no pictures or diplomas or awards, just a desk and a chair. It was almost like Dr Nelson was temporarily using this office, just to meet people. Katie: -The therapy sessions were very good. I can see a big difference in my son, his school work and making friends. - Dr Nelson smiled: -Tim, yes? - Katie: -Timmy, yes, he has really grown and shown maturity during the therapy sessions. - Dr Nelson smiled: -Well that -(TM)s wonderful to hear. So, I am the new couples coordinator for the community and it is strictly for mothers and their sons who have completed the therapy sessions. - Katie was now nervous: -A safe place, Dr Emma called it. - Dr Nelson: -Yes, it most certainly is. It is also a group where we meet other mothers and their sons, share our experiences, and generally relax without the fear of being caught. - Katie nodded. -You mentioned, new couples? - Dr Nelson smiled: -Yes, we call all members, couples, mother and son couples, like you and your husband would be a couple, or a boyfriend and girlfriend would be a couple. We find it easier to refer to our members as couples. - Katie squirmed a little: -I find the word a little strange, I mean, a mother and son being a couple and all. - Dr Nelson: -Yes, it is for all newbies, that -(TM)s what we call new couples. It was for me and my son when we finished our therapy sessions. - Katie sat up: -You too? But you -(TM)re a doctor, a medical doctor. - Dr Nelson: -Yes, but I am not a psychiatrist nor do I know much about mental health issues as it relates to male puberty. In that respect, I am just like you, learning my way around this also. - Katie: -How old is your son? - Dr Nelson: -Kyle, he is fourteen. We started the therapy sessions when he was ten, he was an early bloomer. - Katie nodded. Dr Nelson: -So I coordinate your introduction to the community. I present our findings to the board of directors -- - Katie with a concerned look: -Findings? Board? - Dr Nelson smiled: -Of course, admission to our community is pretty much automatic but we still like to be sure of who we let into our special group. As for the board, there are three mothers who make up the board, they make the decisions about functions, and get-together -(TM)s, parties and generally set the rules. - Katie: -Are these board members also members of the community? - Dr Nelson: -Oh yes, they and their sons also participate in the community. - Katie: -Is Dr Emma on this board of directors? - Dr Nelson: -Oh no, she and the clinic keep a hands off approach to the community. They let us run the community and they refer new couples to us. - Katie nodded her understanding: -So what does this -~findings -(TM) mean? - Dr Nelson picked up her smart phone and ran her fingers over it: -We have five mothers who, believe it or not, are private investigators. They are also members of our community with their sons. They report directly to the board. - Katie sitting forward in her chair: -Okay. - Dr Nelson: -While you and Timmy were in the therapy session the past 18 weeks, we had one of our private investigators follow you around. - Katie: -What? - Dr Nelson: -We have to be sure that you aren -(TM)t law enforcement, report to law enforcement or are any way involved with law enforcement, and you -(TM)re not. - Katie with a look indignity: -Of course not, I would never do such a thing. I am a woman of faith and would never do anything to harm other people. - Dr Nelson looking at her smart phone: -And we believe you. You are just trying to help Timmy, but we had to be sure. Also, we did a background check, no bad credit, actually you have a really excellent credit rating, you not in debt over your head, you car is paid off and you home will be paid off in ten years at the rate you -(TM)re paying. - Katie sat back: -What did they find out about me? - Dr Nelson running her fingers over her phone: -No social media accounts, no file sharing or video sharing apps or accounts. You do have an account with BF though. We caution new couples about posting anything about the community on it, keep that account clean and separate, as we say. We have other ways that we share information with the community. Let -(TM)s see, your a den mother for the local webelos troop... - Katie: -Assistant den mother. - Dr Nelson: -Sorry, assistant den mother, a Sunday school teacher at the Word of Life and a stay at home mom. - Katie: -So I -(TM)m good then? - Dr Nelson: -Oh, yes, no problems came up during our search, which is usually the case. - Katie smiled: -Good. So what -(TM)s next then? - Dr Nelson smiled: -Can I see your smart phone? - Katie handed over her phone. Dr Nelson laid Katie -(TM)s phone on top of her smart phone: -So I am going to transfer an app called, oddly enough, The Community, to your phone. The app was developed by a young man, who is now a junior in college, but was developed by him when he was senior in high school. He is now attending a major engineering school on the east coast. He and his mother are part of the community and when he is home on winter break or the summer break, they come to our community events. In fact, all of our college students still attend community events here with their mothers when they are home. We also have a dozen or so men who are married now, some with families, that when they visit home, he and his mom find the time to come to the community and reconnect with everybody. - Katie: -Cant the mother come to the community without her son? - Dr Nelson: -No, afraid not. It makes it awkward for a lot of the couples to have a mother attend without her son. - Dr Nelson handed Katie her smart phone: -So tonight, in the comfort of your home, tap on the app, create a login and password and you will have access to the messaging feature. You wont see any names of members, just the messaging, which comes from either me or the events and game coordinator. - Katie put her smart phone in her purse. -Events and games coordinator? - Dr Nelson: -Yes, but more on that later. So this Saturday, I have set up for you and Timmy to be introduced to the community -- - Katie squirmed in her chair: -Um, I -(TM)m not so sure about this -- - Dr Nelson looked up from her phone: -No problem. Take your time in deciding but you know Timmy has come so far during his therapy and you were a big part of that, that with our community, your relationship with Timmy could be so much stronger by taking it to the next level. - Katie: -Relationship? - Dr Nelson: -Sure, whether you accept it or not, you and Timmy are in a relationship, like boyfriend and girlfriend. By joining our community, you can strengthen that relationship, help Timmy achieve better results in school and life situations. - Katie fidgeted with her fingers: -Im not comfortable with the term relationship, I mean, Im his mother and he is my son. - Dr Nelson: -Sure all couples in he community are mother and son, but a lot of the couples in the community are in committed and loving relationships. Kyle and I are in a committed relationship, even though, I am married to my husband, Kyles father. - Katie: -Yes, but -- - Dr Nelson: -As Dr Emma said, it is a safe place for you and Timmy if you would like to continue his therapy by joining the community, we -(TM)re there to help you. - Katie blushed: -Well, I do like it but -- - Dr Nelson: -But what? - Katie blushed again: -I just wish I could get something out of it. I Mean, hand jobs and blow jobs and tit fucking, but nothing for me. - Dr Nelson sat back in the chair: -So what was the hardest thing for you to do in therapy? - Katie squirmed and blushed: -Blow jobs, but Timmy calls them -~skull fucking -(TM) as, in hey mom, how about a skull fuck? - Dr Nelson chuckled: -For me, it was tit fucking. That evening after Dr Emma showed us tit fucking, Kyle went on the internet and wanted to try a different position. He showed me a video of where the man was sitting on the woman -(TM)s face, his ass on her face as he pushed his cock between her tits. Every time he went forward and backward rubbing his cock between her tits, his ass would rub over face. Kyle had a big smile on his face as he looked at me. Fuck, I just nodded my head and the next thing I know, I -(TM)m licking and kissing his ass as he fucks my tits. - Katie: -I -(TM)m glad Timmy didnt see that video. But still... - Dr Nelson smiled: -No problem, let me show you the conference room then, describe some of the activities that go on there and then you can decide. - Katie nodded: -Okay. - Dr Nelson and Katie walked out the front of the clinic and around the side. Dr Nelson was explaining that when she and Timmy come here on the weekends they were to use the underground garage. Even though there were fifty parking spaces, Dr Nelson mentioned that it in time and as they got to know other couples, it would help if they did ride sharing. Standing at the entry door in the garage, Dr Nelson explained to Katie that only she and the three board members had special access to the conference room, not even Dr Emma had the special code to enter. Inside the door was a short hallway with cubbie holes. In these holes couples were to put their electronics, smart phones, tablets and such. There was to be no recording devices within the conference room with the exception of the smart phone that Dr Nelson was holding and the special smart phones the board used. Katie put her smart phone in a cube. Dr Nelson: -We have no internet access in the room, we have WiFi, blue tooth, and cell phone signal suppression technology in the room. Several of our boys are really good at tech stuff. Okay, I am going to set your access to the door and when you bring Timmy, I will set his access. For you, you have to use your thumb print. Here, put your thumb on my smart phone. - Katie placed her thumb on the screen and a green light scanned her thumb. Dr Nelson smiled as she placed her cell phone on the reader next to the door: -Perfect. All couples have to use their thumb print to access the door so when you bring Timmy for the first time, I will set him up. But in the meantime, you -(TM)re entering as my guest. - The door slightly popped open when she put the smart phone next to it, then she pulled it open. Dr Nelson: -Careful, the door is heavy. - They entered another room, a locker room, that had full size wooden lockers and other half size lockers stacked on top of each other all around the room. It was a beautiful room, like a high end locker room at a gym. Dr Nelson: -This is where couples undress and dress. - Katie: -Undress? So we are expected to be naked? - Dr Nelson chuckled: -Of course, what fun would it be if we were dressed? The rules state that mothers are to be naked, but her son can either be dressed or partially dressed or naked. - Katie with a concerned look: -Why are we naked and they are not? - Dr Nelson: -Oh, our boys get naked alright, inside, but to enter the conference room, we must be naked. It heightens the anticipation or horniness of our boys. - Dr Nelson paused to let that sink in, then continued: -The rules also state that we must wear stiletto -(TM)s, six inch stiletto -(TM)s or six inch pumps, our choice - Katie: -Stiletto -(TM)s, pumps? Six inch? Jesus, I the most I -(TM)ve worn is three maybe, three and half inch heels. - Dr Nelson: -I would go buy several pairs today, different types and colors, and wear them at home, break them in. - Katie: -But why stiletto -(TM)s or pumps and six inches? - Dr Nelson smiled: -A study, published in the academic journal 'Women and Behavior', found that for all females, attractiveness was rated much higher in stiletto -(TM)s and pumps than compared with other types of shoes. The results indicated that the female walk is perceived as much more attractive when wearing six inch heels than not. Plus, it gives us that sexy look. - Katie smiled weakly and fidgeted with her fingers. Dr Nelson continued: -Over here is a community shower, with clean towels, a sauna and a whirlpool. There are extra hangers over there, put your used towels in the basket there. The room is cleaned twice a week by teams of mothers. Once you join, you -(TM)ll be assigned to a team -- - Katie: -Very nice! But our sons don -(TM)t help out in the cleaning? - Dr Nelson shook her head: -No, they have other more important things to do, like their homework. We don -(TM)t want them to be distracted by cleaning the conference room as that is women -(TM)s work. - Katie couldn -(TM)t disagree with that. Dr Nelson looked around: -There are no assigned lockers, it -(TM)s first come, first serve. - Katie looked around the room and nodded her head. There were padded benches in front of the lockers, there were hooks inside the lockers. She peeked in at the showers. Katie: -Um, I see the toilets and urinals there, is there like, um, no privacy for going to the bathroom? - Dr Nelson smiled: -No, it saved on costs when we remodeled the room a couple of years ago. - Katie didn -(TM)t look convinced. Dr Nelson: -Look, when you and Timmy were doing the in-home therapy sessions, did you use the bathroom? - Katie: -Yes. - Dr Nelson: -Then what -(TM)s the difference? - Katie shrugged and looked around the bathroom. It had high end mirrors, sinks and faucets: -I guess so, just never thought of it like that before. - Dr Nelson: -In fact, we dont have stalls in our bathrooms here, everything is in the open, it creates a sense of community. So, lets go see some more. - Dr Nelson opened the door at the end of the locker room and Katie followed her into the what was known as the conference room. Katie was shocked by what she saw. The room was massive, it was probably the same square feet as the clinic upstairs. Dr Nelson: -Over here to our left is a full size kitchen with an island. The kitchen is fully stocked. Some of our mothers are really good cooks. We can make and bake pretty much anything here. - Katie took in the kitchen. Two full size stainless steel refrigerators, two double ovens, two massive sinks, there were bar stools around the island, lots of cabinets. Dr Nelson: -Over here is our lounge area with sofas and recliners. We like to keep towels on the furniture, because, well you know, leakage? - Katie smiled and nodded. Dr Nelson: -Our community rules state that we are not to sit on any furniture here, not the bar stools or on the furniture in this area. Only our boys can sit on the furniture. We are expected to sit on the floor or stand. - Katie joked: -Sounds like, -~no pets on the furniture -(TM), policy or something like that. - Dr Nelson chuckled: -Yes, its exactly that, we should have a sign made up saying that. But, the community would have it no other way. - Katie followed Dr Nelson down a short hallway: -Down this short hallway are the beds -- - Dr Nelson opened the door and stepped inside. Katie gasped. There were six king size beds along the wall with night stands between them for spacing. For a moment she was confused: -Does this mean? - Dr Nelson smiled: -Yes, couples have penetrative sex. - Katie put her hand to her mouth and blushed: -But, but, thats -- - Dr Nelson: -Incest? - Katie nodded still looking at the beds which were neatly made. There were bottles and tubes of gel and different shapes and sizes of dildos on the night stands. Dr Nelson: -No Katie, we call it fun. There is more mother son sex in this country than is admitted too. Here in our conference room, it is a natural progression from Dr Emmas therapy. - Katie: -But, Timmy and I -- - Dr Nelson finished her sentence: -Not had penetrative sex yet? - Katie was embarrassed and nodded. Dr Nelson: -Thats why I bring you here first, with nobody around, and without Timmy. We all found it difficult to have vaginal sex and anal sex with our sons the first time, but that is a natural reaction. Now, its normal and for us, no big deal and so it will be for you. - Katie with a worried look: -I still dont understand. - Dr Nelson: -Look, our community, this conference room, allows us to have sex with our sons in a non-judgmental way and in a safe environment. This also allows us to have sex with other boys and dare I say, with other mothers. This whole community is built around sex with our boys and with each other. - Katie stepped back a little: -Fuck! And other mothers? - Dr Nelson: -Yes, look closer at the night stands. - Katie saw dildos, strap-on -(TM)s, and double headed dildos. Katie with a worried look: -But my faith, it doesn -(TM)t allow for sex outside of marriage let alone with another woman. - Dr Nelson: -We have religious couples in our community and they are active participants. Put your faith aside Katie and embrace the power of sex and openness. A lot of mothers are resistant to having sex with their son, until they try it of course. As for women, its natural that we have sex with each other, thats what females are made for, plus our boys just love watching us. And those toys on the night stand are dishwasher safe. - Katie: -But, pregnancies? And diseases, and fuck, I -(TM)ve never had anal sex before, ever, not even with my husband. - Dr Nelson: -A lot of mothers, before they come here, have never had anal sex before, especially with their husbands. As for pregnancies, you will get a 90 day supply of birth control pills, and then after that, I will write you a prescription for it. And diseases, well, this is a closed community, no outsiders obviously. Its not like Timmy is out there poking his cock into every cunt he sees walking around and you certainly havent been cheating on your husband. The threat of STDs within our community is very low to non-existent and we want to keep it that way. - Katie nodded her head but was hesitant. Dr Nelson: -When was the last time you had sex with your husband? I bet several months ago? - Katie blushed: -Longer, more like six months. When he comes home from his business trips he just wants to relax. Timmy tries to show him what he -(TM)s been doing in school and such, but is disappointed when his father shows no interest. - Dr Nelson: -Thats the same with all us mothers. But, we find that when we introduce our sons to penetrative sex at home, he is always enthusiastic, willing to learn new positions and wants to fuck us every night. Imagine every night Katie, more sex than ever and even more sex when you join our community. - Dr Nelson paused and looked at the king size beds: -Think of these beds as an extension of your home. Couples use these beds for sex, sometimes the beds are all in use at the same time, sometimes, this room is used for orgies, it doesnt matter, its all sex and more sex than you -(TM)ve ever know before in your life. - Katie: -Anal? And vaginal sex? How do I start that with Timmy. - Dr Nelson smiled: -Anyway you can and I would suggest you start tonight. The main thing is to teach Timmy about sex so that when you both come here, he is not embarrassed that he did something wrong when he is with another mother. Teach him what you like, teach him the positions you want. Some mothers, before they came here, said that their husband only like the missionary position or vanilla type sex. How boring! So you can imagine that they taught their son all their favorite positions. - Dr Nelson looked at Katie: -And wear those stiletto -(TM)s when you have sex, because you will be wearing them here when you are being poked. - Dr Nelson paused and looked around the room: -Just think, you will being the one to take his virginity, why should some girl in high school take his virginity when you will be in his life forever and she wont? - Katie nodded her head: -Well, if other mothers can do it, so can I. It would be really, really nice to have a cock in me again. - Dr Nelson: -Thats the spirit. Our community is all about sex and fun. Now let me finish showing you the rest of the conference room. - Katie followed Dr Nelson down the hallway to another room on the left. Inside the room were four stripper poles with each having a good size stage to walk around on. Dr Nelson flipped a light switch on the inside wall and the lights went down low and a disco ball started to rotate with strobe lights. Katie: -Jesus, we -(TM)re strippers too? - Dr Nelson: -Not strippers, entertainment. The boys select the music and are the MC. Our boys can volunteer us to be entertainers. Timmy can volunteer you for entertainment duty. - Katie: -Volunteer me? - Dr Nelson smiled: -Oh, yes, it is our boys who determine what we do and dont do in the conference room. One of the rules here is that he gives permission for you to fuck another boy or if a boy comes up to him asking if he can fuck you, he gives permission. If you want to have sex with me, for example, I have to ask Kyles permission and you have to ask Timmys permission. - Katie: -Why? - Dr Nelson: -It gives our boys a sense of purpose, of control, makes them feel important and allows them to make the big decisions. So in your gym bag, make sure you have clothes to do a strip tease if you -(TM)re volunteered. - Katie: -I have never stripped before. I would have no idea how to start swinging on a pole. - Dr Nelson: -You will in time, but for now, I would suggest asking the mothers who are very good at stripping, to either teach you or take you to a strip club and learn the different techniques. - Katie shook her head: -Jesus, this is something. - Dr Nelson turned on the lights and walked back down the hallway towards the lounge area. They walked across the open area in front of the kitchen: -We have only just started. Let me show the next room, you might be interested in. - Dr Nelson walked into a darkened room and turned on the light: -As you can see, this is our religious room. It is only used on Sundays and all couples are required to attend religious services one Sunday a month in the afternoon. That way, it gives our Christian couples a chance to attend their own church services before coming here. - The room had religious icons and the walls were painted with murals. Dr Nelson smiled as she looked around: -Several community members are pretty good artists, don -(TM)t you think? They painted all the nude scenes on the walls. - There was nude Mary and Jesus, a nude baby Jesus with his cock sticking up in the manger. There was a large mural of mother Mary and Jesus, both nude. Katie a little upset: -Fuck, this makes a mockery of religion. I -(TM)m a religious person as you know. - Dr Nelson looked around the room nodding her head: -It does, but nobody cares. You can act one way outside these walls which is well and good, but inside these walls, you are somebody else. Besides we do have very religious couples within our community and they pushed the board for a room like this. Notice the chairs and the pads next to them? Our boys sit in the chair and we kneel next to them. It is hard on the back at first, but in time, you -(TM)ll learn to kneel for up to an hour. - Dr Nelson paused waiting for Katie to say something. She was looking around the room at the chairs: -As you see there is a confessional along wall that has padded holes where the boy can stick his cock through, something like a glory hole. There is a twelve year-old boy here who is an up and coming youth minister. Before the start of Sunday afternoon services, we are expected to line up outside the room and when it is our turn in the confessional, confess something to the young minister. Something, real life. - Katie: -Real life? - Dr Nelson smiled: -Of course, it gives a certain legitimacy to the room. The young minister absolves you of your sins from the past week. - Dr Nelson walked over to the confessional and stepped inside it. As she spoke, her words were amplified around the room: -The board rules state that it must be a real life confession, something naughty you did during the week, or something you did at work or home, some sinful thoughts you had. In either case, the boy can ask questions and you must answer, no matter how embarrassing. And I wouldn -(TM)t lie about anything, as you can tell, everybody can hear what is said. - Katie: -Are there any penance punishments? - Dr Nelson: -Oh, yes, that -(TM)s the best part. On Sundays, permission to fuck is suspended so we dont have to ask our boys. Thats because the minister can tell you to suck ten cocks, or lick five anus or fuck fifteen boys, whatever comes to his mind for your punishment. - Dr Nelson paused: -You see the alter there? It is about waist high so everybody can see. The young minister will say -Mass - here. While he is saying Mass, a mother is secured to the top of it and he can do whatever he wants to her while he is giving his sermon. The mother by the way, is randomly selected from the mothers in attendance. - Katie was shocked at the scenes in the religious room: -Of course. - Dr Nelson turned off the light and walked down hall and flip another light switch walking into a room. Dr Nelson: -This is the gaming room. The boys play their first person shooter games here, but not on the internet, but by direct connection to the equipment. The mothers on the opposing team will suck on the cocks of the boys on the other, trying to distract them. They have different variations of distractions but the idea is, the team member who is the last one standing, wins. Competition is pretty fierce and some couples take it pretty seriously. - Katie looked in the room. There were recliners and gaming equipment on either side of a heavy black curtain that hung from the ceiling. Dr Nelson: -All of our games are played in here except on special occasions. - Katie: -Oh, like what kind of games? - Dr Nelson pointed to a large concrete area on the corner of the room: -Over there, we have spitting games. - Katie: -Spitting games? - Dr Nelson: -Sure. Some boys are really good spitters. One game is played where the mother is kneeling and boys see how far away they can land their spit on her. The record is ten feet. Another game involves the boy standing two feet from his mother as he spits into the air and she tries to catch the spit with her mouth. - Katie: -Gross! - Dr Nelson smiled: -Don -(TM)t knock it till you tried it. Besides, there are couples that take this seriously and train for it and they would be upset to hear you characterize their favorite game that way. - Katie: -Sorry. So do you and Kyle play at this game? - Dr Nelson: -Sometimes. We dont practice much as Kyle likes to the play the shooter games. Over there, we have bullseye targets. This is the -~clean and jerk -(TM) game where the mother gives a hand job to her son and when he cums, she directs his cock towards the target aiming for the center. The record distance for hitting the bulls eye is six feet. Of course, the couple who has hit the center of the target the wins. We do have competitions for all the games and we give monetary awards to the boy. - Dr Nelson walked down the hallway and flipped on the light: -The next room is the S&W room, or shackles and whips room. - Katie looked inside: -Oh my god! - Dr Nelson smiled: -Yes, there are couples who are into BDSM and bondage. So this room is for them. - The room had rings, hooks, and straps hanging from the ceiling, equipment with rings and attachments. There were two wooden benches that had different size dildos attached. There were two wooden stocks in the corner with pads around the inside of the holes. In the other corner of the room, the concrete floor was exposed but there were different size pipes, two, three and four feet in heighth and secured to the floor with a large ring on top of each pipe. Katie pointing to the pipes sticking up from the floor: -Fuck me! What are those used for? - Dr Nelson: -In their play, the boy will put a collar on his mother and secure her neck to the pipe, then he will secure her wrists either to the side of the pipe or behind her back. His mother is forced to kneel, in the case of the taller pipe, bent down low, like a stress position. Then he can fuck her at his leisure as she suffers being attached to the pipe. It -(TM)s great fun. Kyle and I do this sometimes. - Katie: -Is that a milking machine? - Dr Nelson smiling: -Yes, the newest one on the market. The boys can milk two mothers standing up, or milk mothers on their hands and knees like cows. The milking machines are usually used by couples whose mother has large breasts. - Katie: -No doubt. Damn. And the dildo bench? - Dr Nelson: -What ever the boys want to use it for. As you see, it has the two headed dildos for the anus and the cunt. Great fun! - Katie looked around the room. Dr Nelson still smiling: -Dont worry, there is adult supervision in this room. The boys have a very good time here but sometimes it can get out of hand, so we have a mother observe the room at all times. - Katie: -No shit! Have you used this room? - Dr Nelson: -Oh yes, many times, not only the pipes but, Kyle likes to string me up by one ankle with my fingertips just touching the floor and torture my cunt and ass with vibrators. Other times, as I am hanging upside down with my wrists secured behind my back, he will put my head in a bucket and then pee into it. His lovely piss will splash down my mouth and nose and slowly fill the bucket up. Its wicked! - Katie with a worried look: -Has anybody been injured here? - Dr Nelson: -Not that I know of but thats why we have supervision here. - Dr Nelson turned off the light and walked across the hall and flip another light on: -Across the hall is our workout room. - Inside the room, there were stationary bikes with dildos instead of bike seats. There was a large pink mat in the middle of the room with several double headed dildos on it. There were chairs around the mat. There were a dozen Sybians lined up along the wall. There were several rocking horses that had a Sybian as a -~saddle -(TM). Katie pointed to the mat: -Whats the mat used for? - Dr Nelson smiled: -Dildo competitions. Two mothers will get on their hands and knees and another mother will insert the long dildo into their cunts. The boys sitting around the mat will make wagers because the first mother to cum, loses. It -(TM)s great fun. - Katie: -Do you participate in this as well? - Dr Nelson: -Of course, we all participate in one way or another. We have Sybian competitions and rocking horse competitions. We joke that we have the most used cunts of any female in the world. - Katie: -I can certainly see that. - They walked a little further down the hall and Dr Nelson turned on the light: -This is our pet play room. - Katie looked inside and gasped. On the walls were dog collars, leashes, floppy dog ears, what looked like tails, and flesh colored straps hanging neatly in rows. On the floor beneath the collars were dog bowls neatly lined up along the wall. There were various equipment that looked like it would be used for an obstacle course spread around the floor. To the left were bleachers. Dr Nelson: -A lot of our couples are pet play aficionados, some couples take the pet play seriously, and when the international dog shows come on we watch it on the 80 inch flat screen on the wall over there and then we have our own dog shows afterwards, giving out award money, which makes it very competitive. - Katie with her hand to her mouth: -You also participate in this pet play? - Dr Nelson: -Sure. If Kyle enters me in a dog show, then we either practice here or at home. Katie: -So, all the mothers here participate in one way or another? - Dr Nelson smiling: -Of course, silly, like I said before, we all participate in the rooms here. - Katie walking out to the hallway as Dr Nelson turned off the light: -Who pays for all this? Is there like dues or something? - Dr Nelson and Katie walking back to the lounge area: -Glad you asked. It does take money to run this place. We pay that college junior, the boy who created our app, to keep it updated and secure and with the awards we give out for the different games, it takes money. We have monthly costs to the clinic like utilities, and we -(TM)re saving for our next remodeling. We ask each mother to pay 200 dollars a month if she can, and if not, to give what she can and when it comes to maintaining this place, her sweat equity, because, you know, we don -(TM)t like contractors in here. - Dr Nelson looked at her smart phone: -Like I mentioned, we have weekly cleaning teams. I run a team, the other three board members each run a team and since the four of us have the master key, so to speak, that allows us to get the mothers in to clean this space. - Katie: -What if I cant pay the 200 a month? - Dr Nelson smiled: -Pay what you can. We have an accountant and you can make payment arrangements with her. Our wealthy female benefactors do make large donations each month that cover the costs of the game awards, but we do ask each mother to pay what she can. - Katie nodded her head. Dr Nelson smiled as they reached the lounge: -So, can we count on you and Timmy as newbies? - Katie hesitated. Dr Nelson: -Look this is a safe place, you dont have to hide your activities here and there is nothing to be ashamed of and nobody will judge you. Sure this place is built around sex, but its also fun for you and your son. You meet like minded couples, make life long friendships. Like I said, we have boys who are young men now, married with their own families. I heard a rumor last week that two of the men have referred their wife and son to Dr Emma. - Katie: -How is that gonna work? I mean, you said the boy has to attend with his mother. - Dr Nelson: -Oh, sure. The man still needs to come with his mother and his wife will attend with her son. Just think, the grandson poking is grandmother. So what do you say? - Katie: -Well, it is a lot to think about, especially about penetrative sex with Timmy. Can I text you on the app when I -(TM)m ready? - Dr Nelson smiled: -No problem. - Katie smiled a little: -Say with all this boy cum shooting out all over the place, how do the boys recharge their balls? My husband is good for one time and then it takes several hours for him to build up again. - Dr Nelson chuckled: -When you come here for the first time, we give Timmy a pill that is similar to Viagra, except it speeds production of testosterone and therefore his sperm. Afterwards, I give you a 90 day supply to you so your son can keep producing sperm at home and here. - They walked out of the room and into the locker room. Dr Nelson secured the door behind her. Katie: -So how do you find time for all this? I mean, arent you a full time doctor? - Dr Nelson: -Oh yes. I have an office at Mercy Medical. I see six patients a day, all in the morning hours, the afternoon is my own. My husband is a brain surgeon at Mercy and his income allows me to work my own hours. - Katie: -A brain surgeon? Wow. - Dr Nelson: -Yeah, but the problem is, he is married to his job and not me. He knows his way around a brain better than he knows his way around my body. Hell, sometimes he gets lost just driving home he so focused on his work. But with Kyle, I get all the fucking I need. He is enthusiastic, willing to learn new things and he and I indulge each others fantasys. - Dr Nelson laughed: -Sometimes I think I created a monster. When he is horny, fuck, he cant keep his hands off of me or his cock out of me, which is a wonderful thing. - Dr Nelson got serious for a moment: -It reminds of George, my husband, when we met twenty years ago. He was the same way, sex all the time, flowers on special occasions, homemade meals, but sadly, over time his work became his mistress. Hell, I was lucky to get pregnant with Kyle, but thank god I did. Now Kyle, brings me flowers, he is learning to cook, he spoils me on special occasions... - Katie: -Sounds like we all have the same problem. - Dr Nelson reflected for a moment: -It is easy to fall in love with your son, you will see and nobody here will judge you for it. Like I said earlier, there are a lot of couples in our community who are in committed relationships. Mothers who worship their sons, mothers who kiss the ground they walk on... - Dr Nelson looked up at Katie smiling: -So when you are ready, text me on the app, take your time, there is no rush. - Katie opened the car door: -Thank you, Dr Nelson, I will be in touch, I just have to work this out in my mind. - Dr Nelson smiled: -Understood. - ** The end -- well sort of.