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 A Slut Mom called Torture

   I was only 10 when my father divorced my mom for another woman.  This
made my mom very angry.  As the persons who hurt her feelings were out of
her reach, she started misbehaving with almost everyone around her.  I was
her worst victim.

   Each time she looked at me a new loathing resulted.  The only problem
for me was that after attaining puberty I become infatuated with my mom. 
She had an incredible figure, firm round breasts, curvy sensual buttocks,
long slender legs.  I couldn't help but be aroused by her.  Mommy was hot.
I started to watch her long hair bounce and her hips sway as she walked. 
Even licking her lips would draw my attention.  There were times when I
watched her stroke her shapely thighs.  Somehow she knew that I was
interested in her beautiful face and glorious breasts.  She was not shy to
show her charms to me.  She often admired and fondled her breasts when I
was nearby.

   Since going into my teens my days were filled with a never-ending
maternal titillation.  I started seeing pretty, lacy underthings on Mommy's
bed, beautiful bras with nipple holes.  The novels she used to read always
had meaty stuff in them.

   Those were the days when some of my friends were getting hold of some
soft core magazines and we would look at them in the playground, the boy's
toilets and on the bus going home from school.  One day one of my friend
gave me a magazine that was full of hard core photos.  I was looking
forward to settling down in the privacy of my bedroom and looking through
it.  I hid it under the bed in the evening and grabbed it back in the
night. I was not expecting mom to come in my room at night so I took my
dress off and started stroking my cock.  I hardly went through a couple of
pages when I saw mom entering my room.

   "I'm making some tea Son, would you like....  " she let her voice trail
off as she stepped into the room and saw me naked on my bed.

   I leapt off the bed, trying to pull up my clothes as my mother said,
"What are you doing?"

   "Nothing", I blurted out, turning away so she couldn't see my cock as I
struggled to get my briefs and shorts up over my erection.

   "Yes, you were, what are you looking at?"

   "Nothing" I said again.

   She crossed the room and snatched the magazine from my hands.  She
started to flick through the pages quickly.  To my shame it depicted
various men and women in obscene poses.  The women were all very buxom, and
the men very well-hung.  Mom threw the magazine down on the bed and glared
at me in anger.

   "How DARE you bring that kind of filth into this house !  You dirty
little boy !  Is this what they teach you at that school ?!"

   I was too scared and embarrassed to speak or move.  My hand was still
clutched round my cock, which was now totally limp.

   Mother stared at him fiercely.  "Stand up !" she snapped.  "Stand up
right now !"

   I did as I was told, clasping my hands over my cock and balls.

   "Hands on your head !" barked Mom.  "It's not like you've got anything I
haven't seen before."

   Blushing furiously, I raised my hands to my head.  Mom stared at me
critically.  "That's better.  It's not like you've got much to hide now is
it ?" she said.  "I'm hardly going to be shocked by the sight of that
pathetic little thing."

   I squirmed in embarrassment at her brutal dismissal of my manhood.

   "I won't stand for this kind of behaviour son, I won't !  Lying on your
bed ogling pictures of naked women like that.  Women aren't just objects
for your pleasure, you know.  You don't judge them just by the size of
their breasts !" she continued,

   My eyes prickled with tears of humiliation.  Mom reached out and grabbed
my arm.  "Come with me.  Let's go to my room." she said, "I'm not just
going to spank you, I'm going to beat you.  I'm going to beat you like
you've never been beaten before !"

   She dragged me to her room by my hair, while I trotted and wailed behind
her.

   Once in her room She picked up a large wooden hairbrush from her
dressing table, then sat on the edge of the bed.  "Come here and lie across
my lap." she said briskly.

   I moved nervously towards her.  The hairbrush looked big and heavy, and
I was dreading the feel of it.

   "P-please Mom.  I-I'm really sorry and promise that it will not happen
again."

   Mom stared at me implacably.  "Just get over my knee right now !  I
don't care what you intended to do.  What I'm concerned with is what you
DID."

   Slowly I lowered myself onto the bed and lay across my mother's knee,
shaking with anticipation.  I knew this was going to be bad.  Mum made a
couple of minor adjustments to my position, then suddenly brought the
hairbrush down hard onto my bottom.  My buttock exploded with pain, and I
yelled and jerked my legs.  Mum then began to spank me rapidly, whamming
the hairbrush down as hard as she could.  I yelled and writhed on her lap
as the heavy wooden implement set fire to my bottom.

   "There !  This is what happens to dirty little boys in this house !" she
cried, and began to spank me fiercely with the brush.

   "There !  <ssTHWACK!> Maybe this <ssTHWACK!> will teach you <ssTHWACK!>a
..lesson"

   I didn't have the breath to respond.  Her strokes were coming thick and
fast, and I was just grunting and howling.  The pain grew rapidly in my
tortured buttocks, and I could feel the bruises forming.  Tears streamed
down my face as she continued to beat me.

   "Yes, squeal you little pig !" cried Mom viciously.  "Squeal so Mummy
knows you're learning your lesson." She continued beating me vigorously
with the hairbrush, pounding my bottom until it was a deep crimson and
mottled with bruises.

   For about three minutes, the room echoed to the dull splat of the
hairbrush, and my own sobs and cries.  Mother pounded my backside with her
hairbrush like a woman possessed.  I'd been spanked by her plenty of times
before, but never with such venom.  The pain was immense, and I lay limp
across her knee sobbing, my face red and streaked with sweat and tears, as
she continued to thrash me.  Eventually she stopped, and I could hear her
breathing heavily from the exertion.  We both sat still and silent, Mother
panting and me sobbing.

   Mother waited until I calmed down slightly, then reached up and took
hold of my balls, wrapping her hand around them.  She squeezed slightly. 
"So, do you still think that women are just tits and ass ?" she asked.

   "N-no Mummy." I said while sobbing,

   "Are you going to spend any more time drooling over nasty pictures ?"
Another squeeze.  "No Mummy !" I cried as the pain shot through my groin.
"That's good.  I'm still concerned though, so I'm going to keep a firm eye
on you from now on.  I don't want any more dirty behaviour.  I don't expect
to see *this*,"

   She slapped my cock with her left hand, "sticking up when it shouldn't
be.  If you get an erection in future, I want you to come and tell me, and
explain to me what caused it.  Then I can decide whether it was justified
or not, and whether you need to be punished.  If I catch you getting an
erection without telling me, you'll be in very serious trouble indeed,
understand ?!"

   She squeezed my balls again, maintaining the pressure as I sobbed "Yes
Mummy !  I promise Mummy !  Oooohh !"

   Mom kept her grip tight for a few more seconds, then she released me. 
"Now you go to your room and stay there until I say you can come out.  Put
that disgusting magazine outside your door, and any others you might have,
so I can come and collect them.  Don't put any clothes on either, I want
you to stay naked."

   Slowly I went to my room squirming with unconcealed delight.  I placed
the magazine outside my door as I had been told.

   About half an hour later mom came into my room again.  I was lying in a
prone position because of my bruised buttocks.  Still naked.

   "Get up, its time for a shower" She said laughing, "I'm sure you need
one."

   Mum led me into the bathroom adjoining her bedroom and ushered me into
the shower.  She then turned it on and made me stand under it while she
adjusted the temperature.  When the water was pleasantly warm, she soaped
up a washcloth and scrubbed me all over.  I didn't dare protest, and just
stood there humiliated as she scrubbed me down.  To my intense
embarrassment she even grabbed my cock and scrubbed that, peeling back the
foreskin so as to wash it thoroughly.  I stiffened slightly under her
ministrations, but she just seemed to ignore it.  I soon went limp again
when she finished off by roughly scrubbing my aching buttocks.  She then
took the showerhead in her hand and rinsed me off .  When I stepped from
the shower, Mum was holding a towel with which she proceeded to rub me dry,
just as if I was a small boy.  Then she knelt behind me and rubbed lotion
into my buttocks and thighs, which eased the pain.

   "Now, you go over there and stand in the corner, hands on head facing
the wall.

   I'm going to have a shower myself now, and I want you where I can keep
an eye on you.  I'm not having you sneaking off and doing something dirty !
And if I catch you trying to peek at me, my lad, you'll wish you'd never
been born !  Understood ?"

   "Ye-yes, Mummy !" I said hurriedly, and went to stand in the corner.  I
listened intently to the sounds of my mother undressing behind me.  It was
torture to know she was standing there naked, but that I couldn't see her.
Then I heard the shower start, and turned my eye balls left and right.  On
the right side I saw a mirror that was showing part of the bathroom where
Mom was taking a shower.

   It wasn't the best view but I'd see something.  My cock grew rigid as I
saw her firm naked body all wet and soapy.  She had big dark nipples and
dark areolas that I wished I could fondle and suck.  First time I had a
view of her lower half.

   She had such a big brown bush, a forest of fur, and I could not stop
staring at her pussy.  I was so nervous, horny, and aroused that I was
shaking.  I desperately wanted to reach down and touch myself, but the ache
in my bottom warned me that this would be a very bad idea !

   She took her sweet time washing her boobs.  They must have really been
dirty, I thought.  Only, she was giving me a show.

   She'd cup one breast, lift it, and wash it.  Then, she'd cup her other
breast, lift it, and do the same.  As if she was showing me her breasts in
her hand, she displayed them like that while washing them.  Her nipples
were totally erect from her touching herself and her pussy hairs were
glistening from the water.

   When Mum had showered, she went into her bedroom.  She came back a
moment later and told me to turn around.  She was dressed in a thin nightie
which came half way down her thighs.  Although the neckline was fairly
modest, there was no disguising the swell of her bosom, or indeed her other
exciting curves.

   "From now on, my boy, I'm going to take you firmly in hand.  I want you
to properly understand your place in life, and in relation to women.  If
you do something I don't like, you'll get punished, understood ?"

   "YES Mummy"

   "Yes Mummy." Mom smiled.  "Good boy.  I like that.

   When I speak to you from now on, I expect to hear 'Yes Mummy' or 'No
Mummy' as appropriate, and I expect it to sound polite.  If you sound
grudging or angry, or anything like that, you'll get a beating, understood
?!"

   I nodded mutely, my eyes starting to water as I realised what lay ahead
of me.

   "Time for bed, I think." said Mum.  "I want you to come and sleep with
me from now on.  If you're in bed with me, I'll know instantly if you're
playing with yourself, you will be punished very severely if I even so much
as suspect your hand has touched your prick.  Understand ?" I blushed and
nodded, too embarrassed to speak.  Mum smiled.  "Good, now let's go to
sleep.  We're going to have a busy day tomorrow !"

   That night was dreadful!  I slept fitfully, unable to relax because of
the presence next to me of my mother.  Her scent and the feeling of her
body so close to me was over-powering.  I kept telling myself she was my
mother, that what I was feeling was wrong, but it was no use.  My teenage
libido was in full control and my cock was stiff the whole time.  I did
reach down and stroke it lightly, but I didn't dare do anything else for
fear of waking my mother, who I knew was a very light sleeper.  Finally
exhaustion overcame me and I dropped into a deep sleep.

   <o>I<o>

   The next day was a Sunday.  In the morning, I woke to discover that Mum
was already up and about.  I stumbled downstairs and found her in the
kitchen.  She smiled and said she was glad to see I had remembered to stay
naked, which made me blush.  I had some coffee and cereal, and then helped
Mum to clear up the dishes.

   The day passed fairly quickly, all things considered.  Mum set me a
variety of jobs to do around the house, which were dull but at least kept
me occupied.  She would look in on me from time to time, wherever I was
working, just to check I was doing as I was told.  She would scrutinize my
work, admit that it was just about acceptable, and warn me of severe
punishment should it fall below par.

   Fortunately, however, she did not see fit to spank me again.  I was
expecting to be punished around lunchtime, but to my surprise I was not. 
Once lunch was over, Mum just sent me back to my chores.  I began to relax
a little.  Maybe the spanking part of the punishment was over, and all I
had to endure was the humiliation of being naked around the house.

   That afternoon, the weather grew hot and sultry.  I was quite glad to be
naked, since it helped keep me cool.  At about 4pm, Mum called me into her
bedroom.  She was wearing a filmy black negligee which barely hid her body
at all.  She was not wearing panties or bra, it was all her full womanly
curves for me to digest.

   "Come over here and sit down next to Mummy."

   Nervously I went and sat next to her.

   "I had a look at those magazines of yours, and I was very upset." she
began.  "They create entirely the wrong image of women, and are liable to
have put some very bad ideas in your head." she said quietly, "where did
you get those magazines?"

   I swallowed and replied tentatively "A-a friend at school, Mummy."

   Mom smiled pleasantly.  "And how did he get them?  I'm sure he didn't
buy them himself."

   I shook my head.  "No Mummy, he probably got them from a senior student.
They're allowed to have pin-ups in their rooms, and magazines, although not
ones as strong as those."

   Mom stroked my shoulder gently.  "So, even senior student wouldn't have
been allowed those magazines ?"

   I shook my head.  "No Mummy." and looked nervously up at my mother,
trying to guess what she was thinking, but she looked calm and inscrutable.
"Well, I'm relieved to hear that." she said.  "Tell me, did you and your
friend look at the magazines together ?"

   I blushed.  "Well, yes, just once, when I was looking at them to see how
good they were."

   Mom smiled.  "And did you masturbate together ?" she asked.

   I was stunned and my face turned a deep red.  "No Mummy !" I blurted.

   Mom chuckled.  "Well, you do hear stories, you know, about what boys get
up to at boarding schools."

   I blushed furiously again.  "I-I know.  We hear them as well.  I think
some of the older boys do, you know, things with each other, but I never
did Mummy, never !"

   Mom hugged me close to her and laughed.  "I'm pleased to hear it I.  I
wouldn't want to think you were turning into some kind of pervert. 
Besides, it's probably just as well, we wouldn't want you getting picked
on."

   I looked up at her puzzled.  "What do you mean Mummy ?"

   Mom paused, "Well I, it's just that when I saw your erection earlier, I
couldn't help noticing that it was quite small.  I think the other boys
might have made fun of you for it if they'd seen it."

   I blushed furiously as I believed I had a nice sized cock,

   "The ones in those magazines are about normal." she continued. 
"Although yours looks normal enough when it's flaccid, most men, even boys
your age, grow a lot more than you when they get aroused.  Maybe yours will
get bigger in time, although I'm not sure."

   My face was crimson now, and a tear rolled down my cheek.  Suddenly she
opened the magazine and said "Which do you like, this one?" and she showed
me a picture of a of a man fucking a woman from behind, with just the head
of his long cock in the woman's thickly haired pussy.  I looked and was
speechless.  By then my cock was already hard in spite of myself.  I felt
so humiliated, but there was nothing I could do.  Mum noticed immediately.

   "What is this ?!" she cried, reaching down and giving my cock a painful
tweak, making me cry out.  "What did I tell you yesterday about erections
?!" My eyes grew moist as I squirmed with embarrassment.  "Well ?!"
demanded Mom.

   "Y-you s-said I had to-to tell you when I got one and wh-what caused
it." I sobbed and said.

   "That's right." snapped Mom.  "So, why didn't you tell me ?" I said
nothing, just looked pleadingly at her.

   She grabbed my shoulders and then slapped me in the face.  "Why didn't
you tell me ?!" demanded mom again.  "Tell me is it because of these
pictures?"

   I stared at her and suddenly cried.  "Its ...not because of the ... 
pictures!"

   "Then?" she looked with a surprised look.

   "Its...  because of ...YOU"

   "You mean you got an erection from looking at me?!" she exclaimed. 
"Your own MOTHER ?!" her voice rose high.

   I nodded and mumbled "Yes Mummy."

   It was pretty disgusting, I knew that, but I couldn't help it.  Her firm
round breasts, curvy sensual buttocks, long slender legs were very
enticing. I couldn't help but be aroused by her.

   "You compel me to punish you!  Come over here and get across my knee."
she said, taking the hairbrush from her nightstand.  I rose, my cock still
hard and bobbing in front of me, and walked round to her.  I lay across her
lap and she settled me in such a way that my erect cock went between her
thighs.

   "You're a disgusting little pervert, getting hard looking at your own
mother.  I can assure you, you aren't going to do that again once I'm
through with you !"

   With that she began spanking me with the hairbrush.  The heavy wooden
oval bit into my buttocks and before long I was crying loudly.  Mum never
let up, pounding my arse mercilessly.  Despite the pain, I was still very
aware of my mother's body pressed against mine, and even the pain of the
beating could not make my cock go down completely.  I writhed and
struggled, my bottom ablaze from this treatment on top of the effects of my
other spankings.  The pain was driven from my mind, however, when my
struggles brought my cock briefly into contact with my mother's pussy.

   I gasped in shock when I felt how wet and hot it was.  My mother was
clearly very aroused !  My cock stiffened anew, and I was caught between my
arousal and the agony produced by the spanking.  The intensity of the
situation soon overwhelmed me, and I came, shooting my cum all over my
mother's thighs.  Mother immediately stopped spanking me, and pushed me on
to the floor in front of her.  I looked up at her, entranced by her nudity
and by how flushed she was.

   "Lick it up !" she hissed fiercely.  "Lick me clean, you little bastard
!"

   I bent my head, shivering with fear and arousal, and licked my cum off
her thighs.  When I was done, I raised my head and looked nervously at her,
and the fierce gleam in her eyes.

   "Go and get clean." she said.  "We'll deal with this tomorrow."

   Hurriedly I went to my own room.  I lay on my bed, trying to come to
terms with it all.  Trying to understand what had happened, and why I was
so aroused.  As I lay there, I heard soft moans coming from my mother's
room, moans which grew in intensity and finally ended in a cry.  My mother
had just masturbated herself, I realised.



   That night as I went to lay down on my mother's bed, she came holding
leather handcuffs, held together by a long length of thin chain.  My eye
went wide in surprise.  Mum grinned at my reaction.  She threaded the cuffs
round the bedpost, just below the headboard, then fastened them briskly
around my wrists.  I was now secured to the bed !  My hands could come down
about as far as my chest, but no further.  Mum grinned at me.

   "I'm sorry to have to resort to this," she said, "but it seems to be the
only way I could be sure you weren't going to wank, Now, you go to sleep
and get a good night's rest so you're nice and fresh for tomorrow.  !"

   With that, she lent over and kissed me goodnight, her breast rubbing
against my shoulder.  I lay there confused, stunned and frustrated. 
Handcuffed !  What's more, handcuffed with what looked very like sex toy
handcuffs !  My cock became stiff as I thought about being tied up like
this.  Of course, I could do nothing to relieve my stiffness, that was the
whole point !  I tried rolling over and rubbing myself on the bed, but I
couldn't get it to work, and flexing my buttocks like that was very
painful. I also realised I would suffer if Mum found the sheets covered in
cum.  So I just lay down and tried to think of other things.  Eventually I
fell asleep.

   <o>I<o>



   Next day mom went to office and sent me to school.  I tried to behave
very normal in the school.  When my friend asked me about the magazine he
gave me I told him that due to fear of my mom I hid it in the attic.

   Once I reached home I saw mom waiting for me.  After giving me my lunch
she took me to her room.  She opened her purse and produced a pair of red
satin French knickers, which she told me to put on.  Blushing, I did as she
said, and felt my cock start to stiffen as the smooth material caressed it.
Mum looked at me and giggled.  "Hee hee !  You do look good in those little
slut panties !  There's just one more touch I think we need.  Come over
here."

   I crossed to her dressing table and watched with rising embarrassment as
she picked up a lipstick from the dresser.  I blushed furiously as she
applied it to my mouth, then sat back to admire the result.  "Perfect !"
she laughed.  "If I was a man, I'd be asking for a blowjob !"

   I blushed crimson, yet my cock stiffened rapidly.  Mum noticed and her
hand lightly stroked my cock through the knickers.  I shivered, and looked
at her wide-eyed.  "If you come in your knickers, slut, I'll give you a
proper spanking, no matter how much it hurts." she said quietly.  I just
stood there trembling.  Mum stood up and led me back down to the living
room.

   Mum told me to keep the knickers she had given me on, remarking
"Lipstick and tart's knickers really suit you, Son !"

   The rest of the day was an agony of embarrassment, especially as the
doorbell rang several times.  Each time it was something mundane which Mum
dealt with on the doorstep, salesmen and the like, but it terrified me. 
Being seen naked was bad enough, but to be seen by someone while I was
dressed in french knickers, with my mouth covered in lipstick !  That said,
I was forced to admit to myself that there was something erotic about it.
The smooth satin material rubbed me in ways that my underpants never had,
and the embarrassment factor was as arousing as it was scary.  I went about
my chores full of nerves, but with my cock permanently half-hard.

   Aside from this ongoing humiliation, the rest of the day passed without
incident.  Yet there was something about my mother's manner which puzzled
me.  It was like anticipation, like a child as Christmas draws near.  There
was a tension in the air which I couldn't explain, but which I was sure did
not bode well for me !  As the evening drew on, I became nervous, imagining
that some horrendous new punishment awaited me.  Yet as the usual hour for
my spanking came and went, I became extremely puzzled.  I was sure Mum
wasn't finished with me yet, but if that was so, what was happening ?

   At the usual time, Mum took me upstairs for our shower.  As she had for
the previous few days, she put me in the shower stall and washed me.  When
she was done, however, she ordered me to bend over the sink.  As I did that
she suddenly slid a lubricated finger up my bottom.  I yelped and tried to
jerk my hips away.  Mother slapped my bottom hard, making it sting.

   "Keep still, boy !" she snapped.  "I want to see how tight your little
bum is, so just take it unless you'd rather have a spanking."

   I tried to relax as mother worked her finger in and out of my bumhole. I
groaned and gripped the sink as she added a second finger, stretching my
hole wider.  It felt strange and uncomfortable, but Erotic as well.

   Eventually she stopped and slipped her fingers out.  I sighed with
relief.  "Yes, you are tight back there." she remarked.  "I'll have to do
something to loosen you up a little."

   "Why Mummy ?" I asked nervously.  "W-why do you have to do that ?"

   Mom frowned sternly.  "Because I say so !" she snapped.  "Because I want
to !  When I say you're going to do something, you do it." she said coldly.
"I don't want any backchat, understand ?!  "

   "Yes Mummy !  I understand.  I'm sorry Mummy, I didn't mean to be
naughty, I was just curious !" I babbled urgently.

   "Good boy, it's nice to see you learning so quickly.  Come with me."

   She led me back to her bedroom.  I was shaking with pent-up sexual
desire, desperate to touch myself.

   "I know you love me.  I don't want to be too demanding.  I want you to
be able to make me happy sometimes," continued Mum, "But I don't want you
rutting on top of me.  So you're going to learn to use your hands and
mouth. We're going to watch a tape first, which will show you what to do,
and then you can try it yourself."

   She switched on the video and I stared open-mouthed at the screen, which
showed two naked women together on a bed.  I watched in silence as the
women fingered and licked each other to orgasm.  Eventually, the sequence
ended, and she switched the set off and turned to me.

   I stared at her, still shocked by what I had seen.  Mom waited for a
second or two then said "Well, do you think you could do that ?"

   I swallowed and said tentatively "I-I think so Mummy.  I'll try."

   "Excellent !" she exclaimed.  To my surprise, she then stripped off in
front of me!

   I was floored.  I nodded so violently that I got a little dizzy.  I was
breathing heavily.  Right in front of me my mother lifted her arms and
slowly pulled her dress off.

   Instead going to bed she lay down on a sofa.  "Use your fingers first,
then we'll try it with your tongue." she said and closed her eyes.

   I tentatively touched her pussy, stroking it gently.  Remembering what I
had seen on the film, I gently explored her cunt until I found her clit.  I
began to rub it.  Mom groaned and squirmed as my fingers began to stimulate
her.  I grew confident and before long I was frigging my mother's clit in
earnest.  In no time mom moaned and squirmed her way to orgasm.  When she
had recovered she sat up and spread her legs.

   "Not bad at all." she beamed.  "Now use your tongue."

   I started to lean forward, then stopped.  "Mummy, I-I got hard again
from doing that." I said quietly.

   "I know son, don't worry about it.  You're bound to get excited doing
this to Mummy.  When we're doing things like this together, you don't have
to tell me about your erections, OK ?  You won't be punished for it."

   I sagged with relief.  "Thank you Mummy !" I said with feeling.

   "Now get your face down there and start licking." said Mom.  "If you do
as good a job with your mouth as you did with your hand, you will get a
reward."

   I ducked my head instantly and began to tongue her pussy.  Mom threw her
head back and groaned loudly.  She was soon screaming in orgasmic frenzy.

   "Wow !" she exclaimed.  "Oh God, that was good !"

   Then Mom knelt beside me and began to stroke my cock briskly.  "Come on
little sissy boy." she said, "Come for me.  Shoot that cum all over your
chest."

   I groaned as her warm hand engulfed my prick and pumped it.  She whipped
her hand up and down fast, determined to bring me off as quickly as
possible.  It didn't take long before I groaned and came, shooting my load
up and over my stomach.  Mom howled with glee.  "Mmmmm, nice going !".  She
scooped a little semen off my stomach with her finger and swallowed it. 
"You go and have a wash now'



   After dinner that night mother was looking at me with a faraway look on
her eyes.  After I had cleared the table and done the dishes I asked to be
excused.

   Quietly mother said, "Sit down." She then deliberately removed her
lipliner from her purse and painted her lips a bright red that matched her
nials.  As I took my seat she continued.  "It occurs to me that you have
been studying very hard of late and I have been pleased with your
'performance' in all respects.  So perhaps you deserve a little treat."
With that she rose and slowly walked over to me.  My chair was out at an
angle perpendicular to the dinner table.  Mother straddled the chair and
slowly lowered herself into my lap while facing me.  "It also occurs to me
that you seem to really enjoy eating mushy food.  With that in mind I am
inspired to feed you your dessert."

   She reached across the table and retrieved a fresh banana from the fruit
bowl in the center of the dining table.  As she peeled it she continued
talking in low sensuous tones, "You are becoming quite skilled in the use
of your tongue son."

   By now the banana was completely peeled and she turned her attention
back to me.  She cupped my chin and said, "Now open your mouth wide and
hold it that way son." Then she did something that made my cock instantly
stiff.  She basically went down on the banana.  Watching those perfect red
lips form an O around that faux cock was intensely erotic.  After taking
about six inches she bit it off and chewed all the while staring directly
into my eyes.  I had relaxed my mouth as I watched her and now she squeezed
my jaw with her hand signaling me to hold my mouth wide open.  While still
chewing her left hand softly went to the back of my neck.  She placed her
right hand on my cheek and slowly drew our mouths together.  Opening her
mouth wide her lips formed a perfect seal with mine.  Forcefully she
frenched the goo in her mouth into mine.  In this manner she fed the rest
of the banana to me.  After I had swallowed it all we continued to kiss
passionately.  Mom was grinding against me as we frenched.  My hands were
roaming her back and her body felt oh so good.

   Suddenly mom broke our kiss and looked at me wantonly.  Slowly her hands
went to the front of he blouse and she suddenly ripped it open sending
buttons flying everywhere.  My hands instinctively went to those
magnificent half globes.  That was a mistake.

   Suddenly I was being bitch slapped.  "DID I FUCKING SAY YOU COULD TOUCH
ME ASSHOLE!" I was stunned and froze.  Mom got up and quickly walked out
saying over her shoulder, "Don't fucking move." I heard her come back into
the kitchen behind me.  She roughly grabbed my wrists behind me and slapped
them into a pair of steel cuffs.  She then straddled me again and dropped
into my lap hard, which hurt me and made her smile.  Cupping my chin again
she said, "You just never learn." She then leaned forward and continued
kissing me passionately until she was again excited and grinding against
me.

   Again she broke our kiss but continued to grind her pelvis against my
crotch as she looked at me through half opened eyes.  "Open." she commanded
and I again obeyed.  She then spit in my mouth and when I closed my mouth
in disgust she slapped me across the face and said, "Did I tell you to
close your mouth?" I knew she was not kidding around and I re-opened my
mouth wide.  She then spit into my mouth several more times before stopping
and commenting, "Much better.  Never forget I am to be obeyed, always and
without hesitation.  Now swallow."

   After I had swallowed moms spit she smiled again and said, "Now open up
again, not so wide, there you go." She then stood up and dragged her right
nipple up my chin past my bottom lip and into my mouth.  "Suck - gently." I
could not believe it.  I had always fantasized about sucking her huge
melons but never thought it would actually happen.

   "Oh God.  - Yes like that.  - Oh that feels marvelous.  Keep sucking. 
Mommy has been messaging her breasts since you were little and she is still
lactating.  I want you to drink mommy's milk Christopher." As I sucked her
tit I strained against the handcuffs.  God I wanted to touch her.

   I opened my eyes and looked down.  Her left hand was now deep down her
dress and it looked like she was finger fucking herself.  I looked up and
my heart raced as I saw that with her right hand she had cupped her other
tit and was sucking it.  Mom then started cumming.  As she came she sucked
a large portion of her breast into her mouth.

   After she came she dropped back into my lap, pulling her right tit from
my mouth as she fell.  Roughly she grabbed my head and tilting it back she
forced her mouth over mine.  she continued to kiss me for a couple of
minutes.

   Mother then stood up and roughly pulled me by my hair into a standing
position.  She went behind me and deftly removed the handcuffs.  "Turn
around sissy boy." She said coldly.  "Now I gave you a very nice treat and
what did you do?  You tried to grope your mother.  Would any of your
friends attempt to grab a handful of their mother's titties?'

   "Well....  I ...Uh." I responded.

   "Of course they would not.  What possessed you to think you could
mystifies me.  I don't want it happening again.  Are we clear young man?"

   "Yes mother." I was still flustered and way turned on but I really did
not want to piss her off either.

   The next day dawned hot and bright, and was largely a repeat of the
previous one.  It was getting late when mother took me to her room.  "I
have decided that we're going to have a special day today." she quickly
stripped naked.  "Today we will have some fighting practice.

   Listening that my cock twitched and started to rise.  Mom hugged me,
pressing my face down into her breasts, then she reached down to fondle my
cock which rapidly became fully stiff.  "If you can knock me over, you get
to put your cock up Mummy's pussy." she purred seductively.  "You'd like to
get inside Mummy's cunt, wouldn't you ?" She gave my prick one final caress
and stepped back.



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   I had no idea how skilled my mother was, but the chance to fuck her was
a powerful incentive.  My head was filled with lust and I gritted my teeth.
I rushed forward, intending to shoulder charge mother and hurl her to the
floor.  I was fast, but Maureen was faster.  She side-stepped my charge,
crouching slightly and driving her knee up into my stomach, narrowly
missing my groin.

   I dropped to the floor, the combined momentum driving the air from my
lungs in one terrific blow.  I lay writhing on the mat, gasping for breath,
as mother stood over me grinning fiercely.  "First blood to me, I think."
she chuckled, then walked to the edge of the mat.

   I stood up and closed the space between me and mom.  We reached out with
our hands upon each other's shoulders, I shot out a kick to the side of her
belly that stunned her.

   "Little wimp !" she snarled viciously, and slapped me across the face.
She slapped me repeatedly, first one hand then the other.

   only a well-placed knee in her gut doubled her over and dropped her to
her knees in front of me.  Mistake on my part though as she reached up and
grabbed my balls and started squeezing them, bringing my to my knees in an
effort to free myself from her grip.  One of my hands went for hers when I
got to my knees in front of her.  We were very close to each other,
obviously, so I jabbed her left tit with my right fist a few times until
she released me.  I then tackled her from the kneeling position and got her
head trapped by wrapping my left arm around the back of her head and
throwing my right forearm over her neck, clasping my right hand on my left
bicep.

   It was a headlock/choke hold.  Mom was able to pretty much get the same
hold on me so we had each other locked in a similar position, with me on
top of her.  I decided to get what I wanted.  I had only been with one girl
and it was pretty much a sexual disaster, with neither one of us knowing
what to do, so it was an incredible feeling to be with a grown woman who
was a sexual animal.  As I found her invitingly wet pussy in position, I
rammed my dick inside and started pounding her as I squeezed her head and
neck in the choke hold.  She shoved her pussy right back up into me, also
tightening her grip around my head and throat.

   The eroticism of the embrace clearly heightened our arousal, speeding us
to orgasm quicker than I know I've ever cum before.  I could feel her body
spasming just as I knew I was going to blow my load - or lose consciousness
- so I knew when I erupted my cum was being met by an equally violent
orgasm from her too.  We continued to pound each other, although we had
relaxed the hold around each other's head and throat as we climaxed
together.  Cum started spilling from her pussy - mine and hers - as our
orgasms started to subside.  Then she reached up and grabbed my hair,
yanking me to the side.  I retaliated in kind and we started rolling back
and forth on the floor, pulling each other's hair as a means of punishment
now.  We were also rolling around in the cum that dripped from both of us,
pretty nasty stuff.

   She managed to slightly knee me in the balls again which put me into a
defensive posture quickly to avoid more punishment to my crotch.  I rolled
over sideways but she was quickly on me, rolling me onto my stomach and
sitting on my ass and lower back.  She slammed my forehead into the
carpeted floor a few times as her pussy continued to leak cum onto my ass
now.

   I used her confidence to grab her hair while she was close and pull her
over and off me.  As she tried to get up I nailed her with a solid tit
punch that dazed her.  Then I pushed her onto her back and rained down a
few more punches into her stomach and tits as she tried to cover up.  After
a few minutes I reached down and grabbed her by the hair to stand her up so
I could slap on a full nelson.

   I was feeling more and more confidence until she slammed her heel down
on top of my foot, making me release her.  She turned around and slammed
her foot into my stomach, winding me and sending me to the floor.  Then she
grabbed my hair to lift my head up and slapped me with her other hand.  She
managed to get some payback by shoving my face into her crotch and rubbing
it what cum was left all over my face, laughing and mocking me the entire
time.

   "Come on bitch, come and suck my cunt." she commanded.  "Lick my pussy
and bring me off all over your face." She screamed.

   I hurried forward and did as I was told.  I pressed my face down between
her legs and began to lap at her pussy.  Despite the pain and humiliation,
I began to get hard.  By the time I had brought her to orgasm, I was erect
and aroused.  Mom pulled me up to sit next to her, then pulled me towards
her and kissed me passionately, her tongue forcing its way into my mouth.
One of her hands fondled my cock while the other stroked my chest.  Slowly
she licked and bit at my earlobe as she continued to stroke me, and
whispered, "You will get your reward now"

   Her strong body attacked me, nipping and biting at my aroused nipples,
grasping my balls, blurring the line between pain and ecstasy, and when she
flipped to her back and inserted me in her hot wet pussy, it was the most
incredible feeling I had ever experienced.  I just fucked her faster and
harder.

   "OH MY FUCKING GAWD...  Don..t stop shit YES fuck me, fuck me."

   She was a loud fuck and when her orgasm hit I was sure the neighbors
were calling the cops.  I turned her over and fucked her doggy-style finger
fucking her ass until she hit orgasm again.

   "Well," she said finally.  "That is pretty crazy."

   "Very," I stammered back.  "Very crazy."

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