Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. <!--ADULTSONLY--> Disclaimer update August 2020 Disclaimer stuff: This story and all the stories I write are a work of fiction. Each and every story line comes from my imagination, from a world that I have built in my head. By reading my story lines you are taking a peek into my imagination. Any characters, places, businesses and/or circumstances etc. described herein are entirely fictional and are a product of my imagination. None of the following is based on real organisms or organizations, and any semblance to anyone or anything real, living, deceased or imaginary, is purely coincidental. There is no place called Cherish Valley in the United States that I am aware of. Every story I write contains sexual situations between adult females and young girls and boys. These stories should not be read by anyone who is either not old enough to do so or who would be offended if they did. Most if not all of the stories I write contains explicit pornographic material; it is not for minors under the age of 18 or close-minded people. I write stories for my own enjoyment. I write stories in which adult women are degraded, humiliated, and fucked by young girls and boys, although I have changed things up a bit recently with a couple stories that aren -(TM)t exclusively lesbian in nature. Bottom line is I write stories for my own enjoyment. At this time I am editing my own stories. Please forgive me if there are spelling errors or grammar errors. I try and catch the errors by reading and re-reading the story several times. Also, I have noticed that with ASSTR, when I upload my story on notepad, the special characters such as quotes and apostrophes dont come out right. I have made the choice of removing the apostrophes as that seems to be the most annoying but for now, leaving the quotes in place. This should make for a little better reading. Anyone who is an adult or age of majority, of course, is welcome to continue. I have several stories on Storiesonline.net and readers have contacted me there. If you send me a message from Storiesonline.net it will send an email notice to my email. The anonymous message feature on Storiesonline.net protects your email address and my email address. I hope you enjoy the story. ** Dr Emma Lee 4 In the months that followed, Timmy and I settled into a routine. With Justin gone almost three weeks a month, Timmy would move his clothes into the master bedroom, then move them out again just before his father got home. Timmy never asked if we were going to divorce but I had the feeling that he wouldnt be disappointed if we did. We still had sex at home, all over the house actually. Timmy programmed his favorite paid porn sites, which I paid the monthly costs, on our large screen TV, but he made sure to enable the parent control on those channels so his dad couldn -(TM)t stumble across them. As we got more comfortable with the community, I found I liked the pet play the best. We would practice at home and at the community. I really liked the obstacle course as it gave me a good workout. I didn -(TM)t mind the barking, panting and begging or pooping and peeing in the sandbox. Timmy loves it when I hump his leg as he sit in the lounge area with the other boys laughing and talking about school, ignoring me as I rub my cunt on his leg. In the spring time the international dog shows started up. We would watch them on the large screen TV then have our shows for the community. I finished fourth in my our first dog show with Candy finishing fifth. As luck would have it, Mrs Beck and her family moved out of state. She was the community accountant. I applied for the job and got it. It paid 40,000 a year and if I was going to divorce Justin, I would need to make more than that if Timmy and I were going to stay in the house. Justin didn -(TM)t know I was planning to divorce him, Timmy knew of course, there were no secrets between us. When Justin was home, Timmy was jealous of him, anytime Justin talked to me or when we went to bed and Timmy was regulated to his room. Timmy knew all about his dads vanilla sexual tastes, because I told him, and I think Timmy looked down upon his father because he knew his dad was a wimp in bed and he wasnt. As soon as Justin walked out the door with his luggage for the next trip, Timmy and I tore each others clothes off and fucked like rabbits. One of the first things I did as the community accountant was to propose a change to the board. I suggested that the boys pay each other to fuck us. If a boy wanted to fuck me, he paid Timmy five dollars for the privilege. The amounts would be worked out by the boys, that way, they could use the money they earned selling us for a fuck to place bets on the other games the community played. The boys would get their -fuck money - as I called it, from us, this way, the boys learned the value of a dollar and the art of negotiation. Alice and I went to The Pussy Cat Gentleman's on Friday nights as ladies night out. I was a full nudity strip club with no alcohol served. Mannie and Timmy would wait at their house for us to return. Alice and I would return a little bit horny and the boys would have their way us, swapping us back and forth, and when they tired of it, Alice and I would entertain each other. She had the cutest little brownie of any mother at the community and I have tried them all. I would draw lazy circles around the muscle with my tongue as she lay on her stomach purring from the attention I showed her anus. When we first went to the club, we both studied how the girls swung around the poles, how they took their clothes off and teased the men. On the third visit we asked the club management if we could talk to the girls, under the pretense of maybe working there. There we learned how to primp our hair, apply make-up, and spray perfume in strategic places. And of course the men always trying to hit on us while we were trying to enjoy the show, the men were annoying. Timmy asked if I was going to work at the strip club and I said I wanted to but not until I divorced Justin. Anyway, Alice and I got really good at stripping and the boys would be asking Timmy and Mannie to sign us up every weekend. I got permission from the board to purchase a dozen dildos that could be strapped around the thigh. The idea was, when we gave the boy a lap dance we would sexily impale either our anus or cunt on the dildo attached to his thigh. It was a requirement that when we finished the lap dance, we would kneel next to his thigh and clean the dildo with our mouth and tongue. In the spring time the first community dance Timmy and I attended was Prom night. We rented the boys tuxedos with wing-tip shoes. The week before the Prom, I taught Timmy how to slow dance. Alice and I went to the hairdresser the day of the dance and get our hair done and a mani-pedi. At home before leaving for the community, Alice and I carefully colored each others cunts and anus. Pink on the clit, red on the cunt lips and pink on the anus muscle. I had Alice take a black marker and write an -~M -(TM) on the inside of either ass cheek with my anus making the -~O -(TM). I did the same to her. When we got to the community, there was a partition from the front door to the inside door so the boys couldnt see us getting ready. Alice and I and the other mothers got nude, put on our finest jewelry, necklaces, our best stilettos or pumps, touched up our lip stick and make-up. I took a black marker and wrote -~SLUT -(TM) across Alices forehead. She wrote -~LITTLE GIRL -(TM) across my forehead. Alice and I colored our aureoles neon green, attached nipple clamps that had a silver chain between the clamps, and I removed my wedding ring. I dont why I kept the ring on this long. We danced and fucked the night away and the best part was that Timmy made eighty dollars selling me to the other boys. He wants to upgrade is game controller. That night laying in bed with Timmy I couldnt ever remember being this happy and content. I had a young man to look after and care for, had all the sex I could want and somebody I could tell my deepest darkest secrets too and not be judged for it, plus it didnt hurt that I paying job to keep me busy when Timmy was at school. As for Alice and the Webelos troop, we would plan the weeks meeting on Monday evenings either at my house or hers. Almost always Timmy and Mannie would be in the basement playing their online games. Alice and I would go upstairs to the master bed and some quality time. Alice was the dominate one in our budding relationship. She had a type-A personality. She was also very skilled in the use of the strap-on, if not better than Timmy and Mannie -(TM)s skill of using their cocks. I had no problem allowing Alice to take charge our sex life. It was during one of these Monday evening planning meetings that we both blushed as we caught each other staring at each other. Later upstairs as we French kissed and were ripping each other clothes off that I said the -~L -(TM) word, as in, -~I Love You! -(TM) Alice blushed for a second, then smiled and pushed me onto the bed and straddled my chest. -~Prove it -(TM), she said, and I replied, -~Come here then -(TM). We told the boys before Alice and Mannie left to go home, that we had feelings for each. Timmy and Mannie asked that if we were to get married would they be brothers? Alice and I blushed as the boys asked us questions. As usual, the boys were way out in front of us in terms of understanding relationships. Julie Parker, the ministers wife, now there was a complicated relationship for me. Julie made a mockery of her religion while at the community, but outside the community, she was all prim and proper preachers wife. What did Dr Nelson say? You can be somebody different outside the community, but here, this was your true self, or something like that. It still bothered me though that Julie and her son would make a mockery of their religion. Julie her son Pete attached a dildo with a wide base to the cover a bible. When she was in the lounge area, she would impale herself on the dildo, fuck up and down on it as the boys made fun of her. At Halloween, she would dress up as a sexy nun. Sometimes in the S&W room, Pete would duck tape a ten inch cross to an electric vibrator, hang his mom upside down and massage her clit with the vibrator. An erotic sight for sure. Other times, Julie and I would fuck a dildo between us on the playroom mat with the boys making wagers as to who would come first, or Julie and I doing a sixty-nine as Pete and Timmy watched. But the next day at the Word of Life morning worship, I watched as Julie smiled greeting the congregation, and then sing with the choir like nothing had happened. Her son, Pete, was in my Sunday school class. He would smile at me the whole time and I would blush being self-conscious. It was hard knowing that Pete heard my confession from the previous Sunday, knowing he had told me to suck so many cocks and lick ass, but I did it without complaint. Pete was the -~minister -(TM) for the Sunday afternoon religious meeting at the community. It made sense, Pete would sit on stage with his father every Sunday morning, listening and observing his father. For confession, I heard the other mothers confess their sins, hell we all did. There was a female Lutheran minister, Mrs Day, in the community. She too confessed her sins to Pete. Some women confessed for having sex with their husband -(TM)s, others confessed for being prideful, jealous of other mother -(TM)s, jealous that their son is fucking another woman. Twelve year-old Pete would at times admonish the mothers for having jealousy, for it is the sin of jealousy that can destroy a community like ours. As mothers we must take care not to have jealousy and to confront other mothers who show jealousy. Pete said it was not up to our sons to stop the jealousy from within, that rather, it was the mothers, us, who should confront the sin, report the sin to him so that appropriate punishment could be metered out. As I knelt next to Timmy listening to the confessions and the sermon, I felt that way, jealous of Timmy of fucking other women. Timmy said it didn -(TM)t bother him to see her fucking other boys but his favorite was watching her fuck other women, he loved lesbian sex and he hoped that Alice and mine relationship would blossom. ** Now it is the end. I hope you enjoyed this little series (sorry readers, I ran out of ideas).