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Hi everyone..

I received a lot of e-mails requesting reposts of several chapters, so
I decided to repost the entire story as I've written it so far (30
chapters).

Of course you can always find the latest chapters at my homepage
HTTP://WWW.MEDIAPORT.ORG/~COOL1/DAMASTER.HTML All new chapters will be
posted there as soon as I finish them.

Comments are welcome at damaster@hotmail.com

Now enjoy !! 

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"Mary Jane's Boys" by DaMaSTeR (m+/F, con, inc, pedo, mom/son(s))


Chapter 1 - Pondering Thoughts

Mary Jane was sitting at the kitchen table, sipping her coffee and
smoking a camel.  Her mind wasn't there though.. It was miles away,
pondering over what she had been feeling lately.  Her husband used to
beat the crap out of her, but now - thankfully - he had dumped her for
some young slut he picked up in a bar.  Good riddance, she thought to
herself as she took another sip.  The bad thing though, was that she
had no real man in her life anymore.  She hated that.  She had always
been very sexual and had enjoyed the sex she got from her husband,
even after he had beaten her up.  Still she didn't wanna get hit by
him anymore so she had been looking for a new man.  First at work -
she was a waitress, not the best of jobs, but a fair and honest living 
- but it seemed like there wasn't a decent man in the world anymore,
  and she'd be damned if she'd let herself get involved with yet
another asshole.

A few days ago she had a thought though, which at the time she
immediately erased from her mind. It was too sick to even think about
it.... THEN.  Now she wasn't so sure..  She lifted her head and looked
at the picture on the wall.  God, how big they've become..  Her four
sons were staring back from the framed picture.

Jimmy, the oldest at 15, had a devilish grin. She had a feeling he was
not a virgin anymore, but she didn't care.  She lost her virginity at
13 and she never regretted it. She was glad to see he was taking
precautions though - she found a stack of condoms in his sock drawer
the other day - because she didn't want him to knock some poor girl up
like she had been at 15.  She was 30 now and still very attractive.
Long blond hair, deep blue eyes and a body Pamela Anderson would be
jealous of.

Her eyes moved to the second kid in the picture; Andrew.  He was 14
and a bit of a handful.  He was going through a bad puberty phase and
his temper was starting to be a problem.. Maybe he takes after his old
man, she thought to herself, hoping herself wrong.  He had a cute face
though and he could be very sweet if he had a good day.

Next was Brad.  At 12 he looked so innocent, which of course he
wasn't. Like all her boys he had a stack of dirty magazines hidden
under the mattrass - a stack 

she had recently been reading quite regularly,  masturbating to it in
her own bedroom, and that of her boys when they were in school.

Finally the youngest, Tim.  He really WAS innocent.  He was also the
most beautiful 10 year old in the world to her.  He had a heart of
gold and for his 

age he was extremely smart.  But which one would she pick ?  Their
names rung through her head again and again.. "Jimmy... Andrew...
Brad... Tim..." She had been thinking about this for days but had no
idea how to go about having sex with her own son.  Finally she decided
that Jimmy would probably be the best choice, him being the eldest.
She just wondered if he could satisfy her needs, and even, if he would
be interested...

She pondered this some more and finally decided to drop the idea for
the time being. He would be home soon and she still had dinner to
prepare...



Chapter 2  -  Late Night TV (masturbation/incest/pedo)

It had turned dark and the kids were in bed.  Mary Jane was still up
though, wearing her robe and watching Letterman, laughing at his daily
top ten, when she felt a hand on her shoulder.  She turned around to
find her youngest son Tim crying.  He looked so helpless in just his
underwear and his cheeks wet from tears.  "What's wrong honey ?"  she
asked.  "I had a bad dream mommy, can I stay here with you for awhile
?" She loved all her sons to death and couldn't bare to see her baby
upset.  "Sure honey, come here.." She reached for him as he walked
around the couch and sat down next to her.  Her arm wrapped around
him, hugging and comforting the boy, pulling him close.  He tilted his
head, resting it on her large, firm breast and she gasped as his 

ear grazed her nipple.  Her nipples were very sensitive, but she knew
she could do nothing about it, so she looked back at the tv, trying to
block out the feeling of his head against 

her nipples.

They had been watching for about ten minutes and she couldn't take it
anymore, 

she had to get him off her chest. So she decided to start tickeling
him, that always worked, plus she knew he liked to play around like
that, so she would be doing both of them a favor.  "Mommy stooooop" he
laughed hysterically as she tickled his side and under his 

arms, but she was relentless.  Laughing loud herself she tickled and
tickled some more until finally she saw he was starting to panic.
That was always the time to stop tickling.  She leaned over him.  "I
love you Tim." "I love you too mom," he replied.  She bent down to
kiss his forehead just as he lifted himself to kiss her cheek 

and their lips met. She moaned softly and for a minute forgot who she
was kissing. 

God her cunt was aching !  She had to get some sort of satisfaction so
she brought down her hips.   Her robe crept up and her bare cunt
landed on her son's leg.  She started rubbing up and down, humping his
leg, their lips still locked and she felt herself lose control.  Her
hand grabbed his head, kissing her son harder, pushing her tongue
againt his teeth until he finally opened his mouth a little.  She
immediately took advantage, thrusting her tongue deep into his young
mouth.  Tim didn't know what hit him, but it sure felt nice so he
decided to ask her about it later and for now enjoy the ride while it
lasted.  His mother was moaning loudly now, riding his leg faster and
he could feel his leg getting awfully wet.  She lost all control now
and fucked her cunt up and down his leg, stimulation her clit with his
flesh.  Finally she felt herself cumming. Their lips unlocked and
little Timmy fell back on the couch as he watched his mom arch her
back and shake and twist on his lower body. He robe had fallen open
and he couldn't believe what he saw !  Her tits were massive and tight
as a rock.  Her nipples were big and hard and standing straight out.
Mary Jane was still cumming and twitching until finally her orgasm
subsided.  She opened her eyes and look at her little boys' bewildered
face.

"Oh God," she exclaimed. "Oh God what have I done ?" She jumped up and
turned away from her son, closing her robe tightly.  "Go to bed Tim !"
she yelled out.  She wasn't mad at him, just embarassed by what she
had just done.  She had actually gotten off on her own son !   He was
only 10 for God's sake !  "but mom..." he started.  "I said NOW !" she
screamed at her little boy.  Timmy started to cry as he ran up the
stairs to his room.  Mary Jane was shaking now, crying about what she
had done.  How could she ever face her little boy again ??

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Chapter 3  -  Uncomfortable times

The next morning family breakfast wasn't like it usually was.  There
was a dead silence all through breakfast and the boys noticed mom and
Timmy would barely talk.. And barely eat anything.  Brad, who shared a
room with little Tim, had noticed him going downstairs crying, which
was not unusual. He had nightmares all the time, but usually when he
came back up he would be smiling.. Last night he was still crying
however.   Worse even than before he went downstairs.  If his little
brother would still be like this tonight he would just ask him what
was wrong, he thought to himself.  Maybe they had a fight or
something.. Maybe she 

hit him..

Neither of the three eldest boys knew what to think or make of the
situation, and so they all just remained quiet and at their breakfast
before catching the school bus.  As usual, before the kids left, they
all hugged and kissed mom and said goodbye, except for little Timmy,
who just walked out with tears in his eyes, obviously 

hurt about his mother's behaviour the night before.

Mary Jane noticed, but had no idea how to act or react to his tears
and sadness.  Hell, she didn't even know how SHE felt about last night
yet.  All she did know was that she had hurt her boy.  And God how she
loved him. How she loved all four of them..

But what if he develops a trauma ??  Sexual abuse can be very
traumatic for a child, and no doubt what happened last night was
sexual abuse.  As she waved to her sons one last time her eyes started
to water again and as she sank into a chair she cried uncontrollably,
hands in her face.  What the hell was I thinking last night !   He
could be scarred for life..  Hell he could have you locked up if he
wanted to, and he would be right !  What kind of mother would french
kiss her own son, let alone rub her cunt on his leg and cum like a dog
in heat ?!  She knew she had to talk to her boy about it, apoligize to
him and beg for his 

forgiveness, but she knew things would never be the same.  She had
ruined her relationship with her son, and maybe all of them.  She
would never live down the shame and guilt, but she did make a vow to
herself right then and there.  She would do anything to make him happy
again.. No matter what the cost.  If he wanted a new bike he would get
it, if he wanted more allowance she would 

give it to him.. Anything to turn him back into the smiling, playful
kid he was before last night's episode.

She would even give him his dad's computer tonight.  She knew that
even at 10 he knew how to use it, and his dad wasn't gonna use it
anymore anyway, plus he 

had asked her several times if he could have it.  In fact, she would
hook it up in his room right now as a surprise for when he got home..

She got up, walked to the sink with her new thoughts and splashed some
water in her face, wiping her tears away.  She would make it up to
him, that's for damn sure, and never again would she get so carried
away..  She just hoped he hadn't told his brothers about it.......


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"Mary Jane's Boys" - by DaMaSTeR

Chapter 4  -  Lunch break

"I'm telling you I saw her tits !"  Tim said to his brother Brad in
the school 

cafeteria.  The were sitting in a secluded table in the far corner
across from 

eachother, whispering so noone would hear.  They were in the same
school, just different grades and it was obvious Brad was
uncomfortable sitting with a kid two grades below his.  That was
probably the most uncool thing to do.  But his brother had insisted on
speaking with him, so finally he gave in.  "and she was kissing me and
sitting on my leg and everything !" "Shut up, dillwad," his brother
replied. He clearly didn't believe his brother.  "you just had a wet
dream you little pervert.." "I'm telling you, Brad, it was real," Tim
insisted, "and by the way, YOU'RE the pervert.. I've seen those
magazines you keep under your mattrass." "So ??   I'm not the one
having wet dreams about mom's tits.. That's sick man, 

you need help !" "I'm telling you the truth moron,  she had her pussy
on my leg and everything !  and then she started to shake and she got
up and started yelling at me !" "If you don't shut up now, I'm gonna
tell mom about this.  God you're sick, now leave me alone." Brad got
up and walked to his friends on the other table, leaving Tim by
himself.  "I can't believe he thinks I'm lying !" he hissed to
himself.

Tim really had no idea why his mom had yelled at him.. Maybe he did
something wrong ??   Maybe she had wanted him to do something too
instead of just laying 

there with his mouth open.  He had felt his dick get hard, maybe she
had wanted him to show her or do something with it, like the men in
those magazines did ?  He thought everything had gone okay though.  He
liked her kissing him like that and he had liked the way it felt when
she was rubbing up and down his leg like 

that and he REALLY liked looking at her tits.

Maybe that was it.. Maybe he should have grabbed her tits like he had
seen in the magazines ?    Or suck on them ?  He was confused.  At 10,
Tim was a smart boy, intelligent beyond his age even, 

but because of that he tended to think about things a lot.  Maybe too
much.  Right now he was sorry he had told his brother.  Not that it
mattered, since he didn't believe him anyway.  Still he felt he had
betrayed his mother by telling what happened.  Maybe he should talk to
her tonight, then again she might still be upset with him.

Lost in his thoughts he sat quietly eating his lunch.  After last
night he had been paying more attention to the girls and women and
especially at the tits around him.  In his class none of the girls had
tits, they were all as flat as he was, but ms.   Miriam, his teacher,
had big tits, like his mother.  He had spent the entire morning
reliving the previous night and imagining what 

ms. Miriam's tits would look like under that blouse she was wearing.
He like ms. Miriam even before today.   She was so nice and pretty,
but today it seemed somehow different.  He had looked at her in a way
he never had before, imagining her to be the one 

who sat on his leg, riding it like a horse, first instead of his mom,
later together with his mom, each on one leg, their tits bouncing and
each taking turns kissing him.  He hadn't even heard her dismissing
class for lunch, and when she finally got through to him he could feel
his face was flushed and his dick was hard again, 

just like it was last night.

He hadn't managed to sleep a wink last night.  His mind was constantly
going over the events, pondering about what had went wrong, trying to
figure out why 

his mom was so mad at him; what he had done to hurt her so badly.  And
also, why it had happened at all.  They had played before and she
tickled him like that almost every day and nothing like this ever
happened.  She'd kiss him sometimes, but always on the cheek or
forehead, never on his lips like that and NEVER using her tongue.  And
why had she let her robe fall open like that.  Of course he didn't
mind seeing her tits like that, but usually she was very careful about
showing her body.  He couldn't even remember the last time he saw her
naked or topless, or even in a bra or bikini for that matter.

But no matter how much and how long he pondered this, his mind could
just not grasp why it had happened, nor why she got so upset.

Finally he decided to just let it rest.  He wouldn't speak to anyone
about it anymore. Not his brothers and defenitely not his mother.  He
didn't wanna make 

matters worse than they already were.  He'd just ride this one out and
wait until she stopped being mad at him.

And with that he stood up, proceeding to class and back to Ms. Miriam.

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Chapter 5  -  Grief


Tim walked in right after his brothers.  Usually Tim was the first to
come into the house because he wanted to be the first one to hug his
mother.  Now he just ran upstairs without even so much as a simple
'hello'.  'You see,' Mary Jane thought to herself,  'I hurt him so bad
he can't even look me in the face anymore.' She felt tears welling in
her eyes again, but she managed to suppress them for 

the sake of her other sons.  She just hoped that the computer she
installed in his room would make him smile again, maybe patch things
up a little.   She would go up in a bit to check on him, to
apologize about last night and to try and smooth things over with him.
She wanted to go back to the way things were before.

She may have had one of the best orgasms ever with her little boy, but
it was a mistake.  A tragic mistake she might lose the love of her son
over, and that just wasn't worth it.  Besides, she had always been the
first one to yell "Hang him by the balls and let him rot in hell"
whenever there was something on the news about child molestors, and
now she had done the exact same thing.  And look what happened..  Her
boy didn't dare look her in the face, let alone play with her like
they used to before this ugly episode.

She would have to go up and talk to him, and beg him to forgive her.
And of course, as she decided earlier, anything he wanted was his.
Anything to win his love back.

--

About 20 minutes after her kids had come home and her youngest had
rushed off to his room not to return she went upstairs and knocked on
his door.  "Honey ??" No answer.  She knocked again, a little louder
this time.  "Honey ??  You in there ??" "Go away !"  a muffled voice
from inside the room yelled back.  She felt tears again.  The damage
was worse than she had even thought.  "Tim, please," she pleaded, "I
just want to talk to you.." Could it be his love for his mother had
died when she rode his leg ?  Did she permanently destroy their
relationship by her irrational, dispickable and disgusting behaviour
the night before ?  She feared the worst.  "I don't want to talk to
you," the reply came from within the boys' room. "Now 

go away !" Inside the room little Tim was crying.  He couldn't face
his mother yet, afraid that she would yell at him again.  He was a
sweet boy.  Sensitive, and her yelling at him had hurt.  Plus he still
thought he did something wrong, but he didn't know how to apologize to
his mom, because he didn't know WHAT he did wrong.  So he sent her
away.  Mary Jane heard her boy all but tell her to get lost and in a
fit of despair, pain, anger and utter helplessness she collapsed,
crying loudly as she fell to her knees.  Big salty tears rolled down
her cheeks as she snickered and snottered, crying her concerned and
ashamed eyes out in front of her sons room.  'What have you done, what
have you done, what have you done ?" she kept repeating as she rocket
her body back and forth, the palms of her hands on her 

crying eyes.

--

Timmy had noticed the computer as soon as he entered his room, but at
the moment he couldn't care less about it.  He could, and should, have
thought that it was his mom who was in the wrong the other night and
this was her way for making it up to him, but the thought never even
crossed his mind.  He really couldn't care less about that damned
computer right now, all he cared about was getting back into his
mothers' good books.  Getting her to like him again.  As soon as he
got in his room he had started to cry again and her knocking on his
door had only made things worse.  He just couldn't face her.

What if she had felt his hard-on ?  God he was so embarrassed, and a
part of him was mad at his mom for putting him through all these new
emotions a boy his age shouldn't have.  The main focus of his thoughts
was still 'what did I do wrong' though, and although he did nothing
wrong at all, he didn't realize that.  His mom had never raised her
voice to him, and now she had, and that was all the proof he needed.
He was in the wrong, he screwed up and now she hated him 

for it.

After he told her to leave the second time he could hear his mom
crying in the 

hallway.  She was crying out loud and he could do nothing but cry
along, feeling worse than he had ever felt before.  He must have hurt
her real bad for her to cry like this.  The only time he had 

ever seen his mother cry was a few weeks ago when they rented 'the
Champ'.  Hell, they all had cried, even Jimmy, his oldest brother,
who'm he looked up to in great respect and admiration.  He remembered
how his mom had held him and how they had cried together, his head on
her chest... 'on her tits,' he thought and he felt his penis get hard
again ath the mere thought of his mothers' bosom.

Her tits looked so much better than those of the girls in Brads'
magazines.  Much firmer, much harder and much rounder, and of course
the added bonus that they were his mom's tits he had been looking at.

He noticed how his dick had gotten hard and he blocked the image of
his mothers' hot tits out of his mind and decided to feel guilty some
more.  He started crying again, clutching his blanket as he layed back
on his bed and 

slowly fell asleep.


Chapter 6 - Wondering kids

"Where's mom ?"  Andrew asked his older borther Jimmy.  Jimmy
shrugged.  He had no idea.  He had seen her going upstairs earlier,
but hadn't seen her come down.  "Maybe she's having a talk with Tim,"
he replied. "he has been acting weird all day." "Tell me about it,"
Brad added.  Jimmy and Andrew looked up at him.  "Why, what happened
?"  Jimmy asked.  Brad knew he had said too much already.. Of course
his brother had been either 

lying or daydreaming when he told him about him and mom, and he knew
he should keep his mouth shut about it.  "Well ??"  Jimmy asked again.
Now Brad shrugged. "Nothing, just that he was quiet at breakfast," he
saved the situation.  "And when we got home earlier he didn't even say
hi to mom.. He just went straight upstairs." Both brothers looked at
him, staring at him like he was insane.  "Yeah, weird," Andrew finally
said.  'Thank God they bought it,' Brad thought to himself .  "I'll go
see what's keeping her," he finally added.  His brothers nodded in
agreement, glad they weren't the ones who had to go up and see what
was wrong.

Brad got up and walked up the stairs, finding his mother in front of
his and Timmy's room.  She was crying, her eyes red and puffy, her
nose running and he could tell she 

was upset.  Maybe Tim had been telling the truth.   Why else would she
be crying like this ?

Slowly he walked up to her and kneeled beside her.  Carefully placing
his hand on her shoulder, he spoke softly.  "Mom ?" She didn't look up
at first, but after a second nudge she finally raised her head to her
son.  "Mom, are you ok ?"  He asked, genuinely concerned.  She wiped
the tears from her cheeks and eyes, but was unable to hide her fluffy
red eyes.  A blind man would have spotted she had been crying from
miles away.  "Mommy's fine honey, just fine." He didn't buy it,
obviously.  "If you're fine then why are you crying ?"  He asked.  He
wanted to know what was wrong with his otherwise so cheerful mother.
He loved her and he hated seeing her cry like this.  "Is it because of
what happened between you and Timmy last night ?" He asked.  At this
point Brad didn't care about betraying his brothers' trust. All he
cared about was getting his mother to stop crying.  She stared up him
in disbelief.  Had Timmy told him ??  How could he !  Then she thought
about it some more and decided it was unfair to blame him.  Of  course
Tim had to tell someone.. You don't get raped by your mother everyday
and it's only natural that he needed to talk about it to SOMEONE.  She
should be thankful it was his brother and not the cops he had talked
to.  It didn't make her feel any less embarassed though...  "So you
know about last night ?"  She asked carefully.  "Does that mean it's
true ?"  He asked.  Then she knew Brad might have heard from Timmy but
he had not believed him about it until now.  Oh well, maybe it was for
the better that things got out in the open.. At least she didn't have
to hide it now.  She nodded her head at Brad and the 12 year old boy
nodded back, smiling at her.  The he said something she would have
never expected, something that humiliated her more than anything ever
had in her life - even the time when some girls pulled of her panties
in the gymroom back in highschool when she was 14 and pushed her into
the boys locker room.  Her son actually asked her if she would let him
look at her tits as well.  She was flabberghasted.  Her mind could not
accept what she had just heard her 

boy ask.  A bright blush formed on her face, a blush of shame,
degradation, humiliation and - partly - anger.  "Are you crazy ?!" she
yelled out to him.  "What happened last night was a huge mistake that
should never have happened.  It was an accident, and I'll be damned if
I ever let that happen again !" "But mom..." he started.  Mary Jane
didn't let him finish though.  In mid- sentence her hand hit him in
the cheek, throwing his head backwards.  He stared at her in disbelief
and shock, the stood up an ran into his, and Tommy's, room, crying.

Mary Jane stared at her own hand, shocked at herself.  Never had she
hit any of her children, and never had she given them any reason 

to cry, and now she had two utterly unhappy sons crying in their room,
probably hating their own mother.  'God, forgive me," she begged on
her knees as, once again, she cried.

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Chapter 7  -  Courage under fire

She must have sat there for about ten minutes before she stopped
crying.  Thoughts had ran through her mind. Thoughts about her two
youngest boys and how much she had hurt them and how she would buy
them whatever they wanted to get them to forgive her.  Also thoughts
about jail, in which - if she was not mistaken - they didn't take too
kindly to child-molestors, and for all she could tell she had molested
her youngest son, Timmy.  Looking back it was hard for her to even
believe she had rubbed her pussy on his leg like she was riding a bull
in a rodeo, but she had.  She had also stuck her tongue in his mouth
and, maybe worst of all, at the time she had enjoyed it.  In fact, if
she was honest with herself, it was one of the best sexual experiences
she had ever had.  Maybe it was the thought of incest, the danger of
getting caught, or maybe she 

was just incredibly horny at the time, she really didn't know, but
fact was - whether she liked it or not - she had thoroughly enjoyed
it.

Now little was left of her enjoyment the night before.  Torn up in
guilt and shame; consumed by remorse and humiliation.  In all counts
she was a broken woman who had destroyed her relationship with her two
youngest boys, and she was sure that it was only a matter of time
before the other two would find out, and then she would more than
likely lose them as well.

She couldn't really blame Brad for asking her if he could see her
tits.  He was a teenage boy with raging hormones and he had heard his
brother had been all but fucking his mom, so naturally he would wanna
know if he could get 

a piece of hairpie as well.  Had she been a bit more understanding at
the time and explained to him what the situation was things wouldn't
have gotten out of hand and she wouldn't have had to hit him like she
did, probably alienating him from her and more than likely 

destroying any love he had for his mother.

Still, she knew she could never do anything like that again, getting
off on her own son.  It was too sick for words.  And now it was time
to confront her two boys and try to sort things out.  She knew Jimmy
and Andrew would probably be playing their Nintendo until dinnertime
which wasn't for another two hours, so the risk of them barging in was
fairly small, and if they did she would just ask them to leave them be
for a while because they had something important to discuss.

She took a deep breath, lining up her thoughts, and stood up,
straightning her 

skirt and blouse and running her hands through her long blonde hair,
to put some model back into it.  She knew she probably looked a mess,
but there were more important things to attend to right now...

Again, she breathed deeply and then she opened the door and walked
into the boys' bedroom.....

---

Chapter 8  -  How to explain child abuse to a 10 and 12 year old

"Sorry to barge in like this but the three of us need to talk."  She
started as she walked in.  Tim was lying in bed, his eyes wide open
and red from tears, brad was sitting in his deskchair, his cheek
bright red from her slap and tears still rolling down 

his face.  Neither of them answered, so she sat at the footend of the
bed and continued.  "Brad, I am so sorry I hit you, I had no right..."
He just looked at her, obviously still upset with her, but she decided
he would have to wait.  At the moment Timmy was more important,
because she had hurt him more than she had Brad.  "Timmy ?" He
remained silent.  "Timmy we need to talk about last night..." "So
talk.." he replied and once again he reminded her of his
intelligence..  "Ok.. What I did last night was wrong, very wrong, and
it should never have happened." The boy shrugged and looked away.  "I
don't know what came over me," she continued. "It's just that.. Well,
I don't know really; I just lost control...  I am sorry sweetheart.
Truly sorry." Timmy looked up at her.  "You are ?" "Yes I am..  And I
will do anything to make it up to you, if I still can.  Look, I
already put dads' computer in here.. It's yours now, you can have
it.." "Thanks," he said, but she sensed his reluctance.  Of course she
had known that giving him the computer would not restore the damage,
but it might be a start.  "Also, anything else you want, you can have
it.. I really want to make it up to you, show you how sorry I am." She
turned to Brad; "and that goes for you too..  I don't wanna loose
either of you.  You kids are my pride and joy and I'd do anything to
make you love me again.." "We still love you mom," Timmy said out of
the blue.  She turned to him and saw his smile, the one she thought
she'd never see again.  "We do.." Brad added, and smiled too.  Mary
Jane almost burst into tears again, but she managed to control
herself.

They might still love you, but they are also still very hurt.. They
need a bit 

of pampering to get them back on their feet again; back to normal.

"Thank you both," she replied. "you are both very sweet, but I still
feel lousy about what happened, so you just tell me what you want and
it's yours.. I have 

some money put away, so I can go get it for you right now if you
like...."

The boys looked at eachother then Brad turned to his mom again.  "Do
you really mean anything ??" She nodded, "yes sweetheart, anything you
want and it's yours, no matter how much it costs..  What I did was
bad, so consider it my punishment.  If you do something bad I punish
you, so it's only fair I get punished when I do something wrong..
Especially when I do something like slap you or yell at you for no
real reason." She looked at both her boys, showing them her sincerity.
She actually thought she might be able to save the situation, although
she wasn't particularly proud at buying their sons love and affection.
If it worked it worked.  Afterall, she had all but begged for
forgiveness, and she didn't really see it 

as a bride, but more as a gift for forgiving her.  "So what do you
want ?" she asked again...  "Well," Brad answered. "I know whay *I*
want.." "Tell me and it's yours..." The boy cleared his throat and his
head flushed bright red.  Then he looked at 

his brother again.  "Well ?  out with it," Mary Jane insisted,
"remember I said anything.  Money is not important, you two are.."
"What I want won't cost you a cent, mom," Brad spoke softly, almost
whispering.  "So what is it ?"

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Chapter 9  -  The wish

"I want to see your tits, like Timmy did." He blurted out.  Mary
Jane's jaw dropped as she stared at her son in disbelief.  Anything in
the world could be his, and he asked if he could see her tits ?!  "Are
you insane ?!" she hissed at Brad.  "That's what started all this in
the first place !" "But..." Brad started again and again she
interrupted him; "No buts.  I am not 

gonna show you anything and that's final !" "Well, that shows how good
you are at keeping your word," Brad hissed back, "just get out and
leave me alone. First you hit me and then you lie to me about how
sorry you are.." "I didn't lie !   I meant every word I said !"
"Anything you want, anything you want," he mimicked his mom in a high
pitched voice, the continued "you should have said that the anything
only applied to what you had in mind and not what we wanted.." Mary
Jane didn't know what to say at that.  Her boy had a point.  He had
specifically asked her if she really meant 'anything' and she had said
yes, and now she was backing out.  But his request was absurd.  What
happened last night was an accident; a spur of the moment thing that
should never have happened.  Sure she had fantasized about it for a
while, but she didn't really mean for it to happen.  Now Brad was
asking her to deliberately show him her tits.  She just couldn't.
"I'm sorry Brad, it's just not on.. Anything 'normal' you want and
it's yours." "Save it," Brad answered.  "Fine," Mary Jane answered, a
little ticked off, "what about you Tim ?" "You heard Brad.. Forget it.
I'm not gonna make a fool of myself asking for something to have you
turn it down." "It's not like that Tim," she protested.  "Yes it is !"
he screamed at her.  Now that he knew he did nothing wrong the day
before he was mad at her for what she did yesterday.   He felt sorry
for her a few minutes ago and was about to tell her it was allright
when he found out she had been lying.  "You lied to us mom !  You said
we could ask for anything and then you say you 

didn't, you're nothing but a big liar !" She looked back and forth
between her two sons, seeing there was no way to reason with them,
since they both looked extremely pissed off.  "Fine !" she said as she
stood up off her son's bed.  "If that's the way you want it, that's
the way you'll have it." And with that she turned around and walked
out the room, slamming the door behind her.

She was too pissed off to think clearly and besides, she had to take
care of dinner.  Jimmy and Andrew were still downstairs and they
needed to eat, even if she lost her appetite.

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Chapter 10  -  Night falls

Dinner was quiet, just like breakfast.  Nobody spoke and even when she
had asked Brad and Timmy about their day in school they hadn't spoke.
They just ignored her, and that had hurt her more than anything ever
had.  Her own two boys ignored her, and she knew she had noone to
blame but herself. 

She hadn't eaten a bit and neither had Brad and Timmy and even Andrew
and Jimmy didn't eat as much as usual.  They must've sensed something
was wrong.  Of course they did.. They'd need their head examined if
they didn't, because it was obvious.  Timmy usually didn't stop
talking during dinner and now he hadn't said a word.

She cried again, feeling helpless and lonely sitting in the dark.  The
kids were in bed and she was still up, thinking of how to handle this
situation.  If she didn't show Brad her tits she'd lose both her boys
and if she did she would lose her dignity.  She'd be nothing but an
incestuous slut.  Or would she ?  It wasn't like they hadn't ever seen
her tits before.  Hell, they drank from it and it's not like they were
asking her to have sex.. Just a quick peek at her tits 

and all would be forgiven and forgotten.

She pondered this for about an hour and finally came to the conclusion
that she had no choice.

Finally she stood up, walked to the liquor cabinet and poured herself
a scotch.  If she was gonna go through with this she'd have to get the
courage to do it, and usually courage was found in a bottle.  The
first sip burned her throat a little, but she quickly gulped down the
glass, poured another one and drank that right after, then walked up
the stairs to pay their two boys a visit.

--

She opened the door and flicked on the light, closing the door behind
her.  Brad and Tim were in bed but both awake and staring at her.
"What do you want ?"  Brad asked.  Mary Jane scraped her throat.  "I
decided you were right earlier, I did say anything and I did come back
on my word." "So ?" "So, I'm here to give you what you want." "You
mean..." Brad started.  "I mean I'm going to show you my tits.  If
that's what you want, then - humiliating as it is for me - that is
what you will get." The boy smiled, obviously pleased - and he was.
Brad had only seen tits in the magazines he had stashed under his
mattress, but he thought they were the most fascinating things in the
world and he couldn't wait to see his mother's tits up close.  He'd
been thinking about that for weeks, inspite of what he had told his
brother back in school earlier.  In fact, he felt his cock getting
hard already.

Mary Jane felt she was shaking.  Her legs were getting wobbly and her
heart was pounding in her throat as she started to unbutton her
blouse.  Timmy got up and sat down on Brad's bed, and as they both
stared at their mom taking of her blouse, she unbuttoned the last
button.  Her blouse fell open, still covering her tits.  She wasn't
wearing a bra - she 

hardly ever did - and so when she slowly trailed the inner circles of
her breast for her mid-chest down under her tits and sideways, her
blouse pulled sideways and out 

popped her big, round tits.  She closed her eyes, trying not to think
about how nasty this was, but she couldn't help it.  This WAS nasty
and as much as she hated it, she was starting to get horny.  "Come
closer mom, we can't see !"  Brad's voice said somewhere in the
distance 

and without a thought and without opening her eyes she took a few
steps towards the bed.

The boys were all but drooling at the sight of her swaying, bouncing
tits.  "Your tits are beautiful mom," Brad said again, "much better
than those in the 

magazines !" God she was getting horny now.  Her cunt felt like it was
on fire and her nipples were so hard it almost hurt her !  She opened
her eyes and to her shock she noticed her boys were about a foot away
from her, their faces only a few inches from her tits.  She could
actually feel their breath on her nipples and it was driving her
crazy.  'If I don't get out of here fast I'm gonna cum right here in
front of my kids,' she thought.

"I wanna touch it," Brad said out of the blue.  Timmy nodded, "me
too." And before Mary Jane could object the kids had their hands on
her tits.  She tried to say "No", but through her moans at the touch
of their hands, it didn't sound anything like it.  She knew she should
end this but it felt so damn good.  Her nipples are so sensitive and
to feel her boys' palms run across them was making her hornier than
she already was.  Her cunt was dripping in her panties and some even
running down her inner thigh.  She had always gotten extremely wet,
like a leaking faucet, but never ever like this.  Her panties were
soaked with her juices, her inner thighs wet and dripping from her
cunt moisture.  Instead of pulling away, she found herself licking her
lips and moaning and pushing her tits forward into their little hands.
Overtaken by passion and pure lust she moaned and squirmed her legs
together, causing some friction in her dripping pussy.  She glanced
down at the boys' underwear and notices both their cocks were hard.
Hell she had no idea boys that age could even get hardons, but they
did.  Not big but big enough to form a tent in their underpants and
big enough to make her orgasm at the sight of them, combined with the
feel of her boys' hands on her tits.  "AAahhhh hnnggggggg" She moaned
out loud as she shook and bucked under the tiny hands groping her.  It
was a long, powerful orgasme, starting deep in her belly and spreading
through her entire body like the ripples of a stone tossed into a
lake.  Then, as the orgasme subsided and her senses returned she
realized what just happened; realized she did it again..  She quickly
pulled away from her kids, yanked her blouse over her tits and ran out
of the room crying, leaving Brad and Timmy behind baffled, their hands
still in the air.  "Just like last night," Timmy remarked..

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Chapter 11  -  The becoming

Mary Jane hurried back to her room and threw herself on her bed,
burying her face in the pillows and sobbing silently.  What was
happening to her ??  How could she have come to doing these perverted
things with her sons ?  She had always enjoyed sex in any and all
variations, but this was incest for God's sake !   Not to mention
pedophilia and child molesting !  It was as if her free will had
vanished at the touch of their hands.  As if her cunt had done the
talking instead of her mind.  It had felt like she was in a sort of
daze, knowing what was happening but unable to control her reactions
to it.  "Goddammit !" she screamed to herself, hitting her pillow with
her fist.  It had been wrong the first time but it was even worse the
second time.   She all but let them masturbate her, although
effectively they did masturbate her just 

by rubbing her tits.   And she had loved every second of it.

She was just about to throw another tantrum when she heard a knock on
the door.  "Mom ?" she heard Brad ask from outside her room.  "Mom are
you ok ??" She turned onto her back and sat up, the wiped the tears
from her cheeks.  "Yes honey, I'm fine," she replied, not very
convincing.  "Can I come in ?" "If you must." The bedroom door slowly
opened and Brad walked in, still in his underwear.  His hard-on was
gone now - see, how come she even looked at that ?  She was sick ! -
but he was still excited, she could tell by the look in his eyes as he
eyed over her blouse looking for her fleshy tits.

He sat down on the bed beside her.  "Mom, why did you run away ?"  He
asked, genuinely concerned.  "Because," she replied. "it's wrong.  I
shouldn't let you touch me like that, you're too young, I'm too old
and you're my son." "But I wanted to mom," the boy rebuttled. "How can
it be wrong if I wanted to ?" "Well..." she started.  This time is was
her who got interrupted though.  "And you wanted it too." She
swallowed.  She didn't want to.  Not really anyway.  Maybe deep inside
she did want to, but her mind didn't want to.  "No, honey, I didn't.."
"Then why did you let us touch your tits mom ?" Damn, she knew Timmy
was smart, but Brad obviously was no dullard either.  Her mind thought
of an excuse but was unable to find one.  Finally she had no choice
but to admit it to herself.  She did want it. And she wanted it bad.
But that didn't make it right though.

"Okay," she finally admitted, "maybe I did want it, but it's still
wrong." He shook his head as he placed his hand on her breast,
moulding it in his young hand.  "No mom, it's right and you know it."
Her pussy contracted at his touch, but she managed to back away from
him.  "No !" she yelled, "I will not let this happen again !" Her boy
looked in her eyes and his voice turned calm and soothing.  "Oh but
you will," he said, moving forward, grabbing her tit again,"you know
you want it, and me and my brothers are here to give it to you." "You
haven't told Jimmy and Andrew about this have you ??"  She almost
panicked for a second.  "No mom, I haven't, but I will soon, and when
I do, they'll want a piece of you too, I'm sure." Mary Jane gasped for
breath as her son massaged her left tit, partly in shock and partly in
excitement from his words and touch.

Her juices were flowing again and she could feel herself go into
another daze at the thought of her four boys.  Four young body's to
play with.  Four young hard cocks ready to go at all times.  She
wanted to but just didn't have the will or strength to fight it
anymore and as her son opened her blouse, exposing her tits once
again, she leaned back determined to enjoy the ride.....

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Chapther 12  -  The morning after

Mary Jane woke up and found Brad lying next to her, leaning on his
elbow, watching her naked body.  He smiled at her and she smiled back.
Last night had been wonderful, even better than before because this
time there 

was no guilt; no fear, no regrets.  She bent down and kissed Brad on
the lips, he greedily returned it, his hand on her tit again.  God she
started dripping again, but she managed to pull away.  "Not now son,
later.  You have school today remember ?" "Oh mom, do I have to ?" She
smiled at him again, "yes you do honey, but I'll be right here
tonight..   Now go get dressed.." She kissed him again and he got up
and walked out of the room.  Her eyes followed him, or better yet the
stiff little cock he was following.  Last night had been great.  After
she had given in to her lusts, her son had bent down and sucked on her
tits, bringing back memories of wayback when he was still a baby.  He
had sucked hard and his tongue had flicked over her nipples in his
mouth.  She remembered grabbing his hair and pushing her tit deeper
into his face, moaning and groaning under his young body.  Then she
had felt his hand on her knee, slowly working it's way up under her
skirt, working it's way up to her cunt which was so desperate for
attention.  Her cunt that was literally drooling, soaking her panties
yet again.  She had known he knew what he was doing, not because of
experience but because of the magazines he had stashed in his room.
Amazing how much a kid can learn from those pictures and stories.  As
his fingers reached the wet crotch of her panties she gasped and a
chill went from her cunt up her spine to the top of her head and back
and as he started rubbing her through her panties whilst sucking her
nipples she knew she was her sons playtoy.  She knew she could not
deny him, and she didn't want to, not then, and she also knew she
would give all her sons the same benefits and pleasures, needed to be 

overtaken by them, but from this day forward would never fight it
again.  She wanted to be their toy.  Their sextoy.  She needed it, she
longed for it, ached to be used by her sons, be their personal slut.
And as she remembered how his fingers penetrated her cunt for the
first time, she also remembered what she had said.  "Brad, tomorrow
you will tell your brothers about this." He had looked up at her, not
sure what to think.  "I am yours Brad.  You and your brothers'.  I am
your slut and I want all of you to use me anytime, anyplace,
anyhow..." "Are you sure ?"  he had asked her and she had smiled and
said she was absolutely positive.  He had agreed and lived up to it,
diving down and eating her cunt, fingerfucking it.  Then he had gotten
above her and she had sucked his little cock until he came all over
her face.  They hadn't fucked; maybe he had been afraid to mess up,
maybe he just didn't want to, she wasn't sure, but she wasn't gonna
tell him what to do.  She wanted for Brad and his brothers to tell HER
what to do, she knew that now.  She knew she was submissive now, after
being forced into this by her son.  Agreed, he didn't have to push too
hard, but that's how she wanted it.  Yes, she finally admitted it to
herself... She was a submissive, incestuous slut, and you know what ??
She was proud of it !

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Chapter 13  -  Baffled Brothers

Mary Jane was halfway down the stairs when she heard her boys talking.
Not proud of it, but eavesdropping anyway, she halted in her tracks,
listening 

to the conversation.

"...She told me herself !" was the first thing she could make out.  It
was brad.  "Oh come on, you should get your nose out of those dirty
magazines, maybe you'll stop drooling over mom."  Jimmy replied.  "I'm
telling you the truth... Tim, am I lying ?" "Hey don't ask me," Tim
said, "I wasn't there last night, but she did kiss me and show us her
tits.. We even touched them." "You guys must think we're complete
morons," Andrew butted in, "wake up guys, april fools is a long way
away".  "Just ask mom when she comes down then," Brad tried again,
"she told me she wanted to be our slut and she told me she wanted us
to fuck her whenever." "Oh sure," Jimmy, at 15 her oldest son, said
again, "I'm just gonna say 'hi mom, is it true you want the four of us
to fuck you and call you slut instead of mom ?', sorry dude, but I
don't wanna spend eight weeks in hospital thank you very much." "But
you want to fuck her don't you ?" "That is beside the point.  It's
never gonna happen, no matter how bad any of us wants to." "Well, it
almost happened to me when she was rubbing her naked pussy on my leg,"
little Timmy offered.  "Tell it to someone who'll believe you," Andrew
answered.  Then Brad had an idea..  "I'll show you when she comes
down." "Show us how ?" "You'll see.."

And that was Mary Jane's cue to walk in.  She thought it would add to
the dramatic effect.  She could feel her knees shaking, nervous about
what was going to happen - about how their lives would change and how
it would effect the boys and of course herself.  She was also excited.
Her deepest desires, both the desire for her sons as the desire to be
submissive and humiliated, were about to come true.  Of course she
still had her doubts whether or not she had done the right thing.  It
still was illegal for starters, but on the other hand, she knew she
wanted it and she knew her boys wanted it, so at least she wouldn't be
hurting anyone anymore.  There would be no need for yelling at her
sons or hitting them.  She would probably never have to masturbate
again, unless the boys wanted her to, and in turn the boys would never
have to spend half the night jerking off into dirty magazines.  It
actually seemed like everyone would come out a winner here.  She
smiled and stepped into the livingroom, dressed in a long black dress,
she 

always though looked good on her and complemented her tight figure.

Andrew was the first to notice her.  "Hi mom," he smiled then turning
to Brad, "I believe Brad here has something to say to you." A smug
grin appeared on Andrews face and Jimmy almost pissed himself
laughing.  Yeah, Andrew had his little brother cornered.  He had to
say something now, and the chance of him saying something really
really dumb was pretty big.  Both Andrew's and Jimmy's jaws dropped
though, when Brad stood up and walked to their mother, greeting her
with a "Goodmorning slut" followed by a long, deep French kiss.  Brad
turned around to his brothers and now he was the one wearing the smug
look.  Jimmy and Andrew couldn't believe their eyes as it was, but
when little Tim got up and repeated his brother's ritual, their eyes
almost popped out of their sockets.

"Goodmorning boys," mom finally said to her two eldest sons.  "How
about a kiss ?" Neither Andrew nor Jimmy could move, or even speak and
in result they both just sat there, staring.

"Come on guys," Brad said, "come here and get your kiss.. Or feel her
tits, like this.." Now his brothers really lost it as they watched him
stand behind their mother and cup her tits in his hands and started
squeezing them.  Mom didn't even move, she just stood there watching
them as they sat there watching her.

Then Jimmy turned to Andrew and whispered something in his ear.
"Excuse us for a second," Jimmy finally said as they both got up and
walked into the kitchen.  Mary Jane looked down at Brad and Tim and
shrugged, smiling.  They would come 'round.  They were probably
discussing what to do now, maybe even pinching eachother to see if
this was real.

"Mom," Timmy said, "can I still call you mom ?" She sank to her knees
and straightened the boys shirt.  "Sure you can.. You can call me
anything you want from now on.  And anything you wanna do with me is
fine too. So anything you want me to do, just tell me and I will do it
for you." He looked at her and smiled.  "Good," he said, "because I
like calling you mom.." With that she hugged her little boy and felt a
lonely tear of happyness run down her cheek.



Chapter 14  -  Kitchen talk

"Did you see that shit ?"  Jimmy said to his younger brother, still
not quite believing what he had just witnessed.  "No, I turned blind
just before it happened," Andrew sneered. "Of course I saw 

it, it wasn't hard to miss !" "Okay," Jimmy agreed, "dumb question..
Man it got my dick hard, he just grabbed her by the fucking tits man
!" Andrew nodded.  "Mine is hard too, but I still can't believe this
is happening.." "Me too, but it happend." "I know," Jimmy said as he
nervously walked circles on the kitchen floor. "but I still think
they're having us on or something, you know." "Yeah I know," Andrew
nodded again, "when we get back in there they're probably laughing
their asses off..  Still, they did french kiss her and he was
squeezing her tits.. I'd give my arm to squeeze her tits like that !"
"Yeah, but it just can't be true.  We'd have noticed something before
now wouldn't we ?" "Probably," Andrew agreed, "I mean this all seems
to have happened overnight.   That's just impossible.  I mean, Brad
said she had sucked his cock.  He fingered her for fucks sake !" "Or
so he says anyway.. Still, even if it IS a joke, mom had to be the one
to put them up to it, and it's as hard for me to believe she told Brad
to tell us he fingerfucked her and shoved his cock in her mouth as it
is to believe he actually DID it." They both sighed, confused as to
whether or not they should act on what they saw and risk either being
laughed at or grounded for life, or just drop the entire 

thing and see what would happen.  For a few minutes everything was
quiet in the kitchen, both of the boys thinking over the situation.

Finally Jimmy broke the silence, coming up with an idea.  "Let's say
it's real..  Let's say she wants to be our slut, like they claim she
does; why would she dress in her least revealing clothes ?" "Good
point," Andrew agreed. "I mean sluts wear slutty clothes.  Short
skirts, 

tight tops, high heels or boots or whatever, not a high closing
can't-see-shit 

long dress with a turtleneck.." "Exactly..  I think they're having us
on, but maybe we can call their bluff.." Andrew looked at him with a
gleam of pleasure in his eyes.  "remember, don't fuck with the
jokester..." "damn straight," Andrew laughed.  "So what do you have in
mind ?"


Chapter 15  -  Bluf

Mary Jane and her boys were sitting on the couch when her Andrew and
Jimmy walked back in.  She turned to them.  "Did you boys figure it
out yet ?" "I think so," Jimmy answered with a grin, "but if you're to
be our slut, you need to dress a little less conservatively." Andrew
stepped in, doing his part; "Yeah mom, I mean a slut wouldn't wear a
long dress now would she ?" She smiled, surpressing a burst of
laughter.  They thought this was all a joke, and now they were calling
her bluff.  Incredible !  She pulled a straight face again, but was
cracking up inside.  Still, she couldn't blame them for thinking that.
It must be hard to believe such a thing.  Afterall, it's not everyday
that your mom says she wants to be your slut and sex- slave, now is it
?

Of course she could just fall on her knees, whip out their cocks and
start sucking, but she had told herself to do whatever her boys wanted
to, so she wasn't about to take any initiative here.  They could have
been fucking her now, had they told her to, but since they didn't,
they'd just have to wait.

She needed a cock fast though.  Last night with Brad she had had a lot
of fun, 

and she had had several intense orgasms, but they hadn't gona all the
way, and 

her pussy remained unfucked by cock ever since her husband had left.

For now she decided to just play along with Jimmy and Andrew.  If they
wanted her to dress like a cheap slut, she would.  She might need to
alter some of her clothes, but she would make sure the boys would like
what they saw.

"Well boys, I guess you're right," she said finally, "if I am to be a
slut, I should dress like one.  Have anything in particular in mind ?"
"Not really," Andrew shrugged.  "You ?" she asked, turning to Jimmy.
"Not really.. Something hot though." She smiled.  "Okay, you go on to
school now and when you get back you'll see the new outfit.." "And
what if we were to tell you we weren't gonna go to school today ?"
Jimmy asked with a develish grin.  "Well then I would say that I may
be your slut, but I'm also still your mother 

when it doesn't concern sex."

Jimmy smiled.. He figured she'd say that.  This just proved to him
this whole thing was a hoax.  "Sure mom, whatever."

With that the boys got up and left, and Jenny was faced with the task
of finding the sluttiest thing she had to wear for the boys.  She'd
see what she could find, and if she didn't like it, she'd just go out
on a shopping spree.  She had seen some very hot clothes at the
sex-shop in town.  She just didn't know if she had the nerve to
actually walk in to such a place.  No sense in worrying about it just
yet, first she was gonna check her wardrobe.  She had the whole day
before the boys would return, and she planned to use every minute of
it.

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Chapter 16  -  Spree

Mary Jane had been going through her closet, in search of her most
slutty outfit, but the most revealing thing she had was the skirt she
had had on the day before.  Her blouses and shirts were all wide,
sweaters had turtlenecks and dresses were either way too long of way
to boring.  She hardly had any sexy lingerie to flaunt, although she
thought she might go without later on and really give her boys
something to drool over.  She had tried on everything in her wardrobe,
most things twice, before she decided to grab her creditcard and get
her butt over to the adult store downtown.

She had just sat there in her car, staring at the store for about
twenty minutes, scared to go in there.  What would they think ?  She
wanted to be a slut for her boys, but she sure as hell didn't want
anyone else to think of her that way.  If word about it got around
town it'd ruin her reputation for good.

As she watched the store it appeared to her that only men were going
inside and that scared her even more.  What would the guy behind the
counter think of her ?  And what about the other customers ?   They'd
all eye her up and down and make 

lewd comments, maybe even grope her.  The thought of some drooling old
man touching her sent shivers down her spine.  She had checked her
watch and noticed she only had about two hours before her boys would
come home, and she did want to make them happy tonight.

Finally she had taken a deep breath, got out of the car and walked
into the store, determined to get what she wanted.

And now she had it.   She had tried on her outfit, checked herself in
the mirror, applied make-up, checked herself in the mirror again, did
her hair and checked 

the mirror again until finally she was satisfied with the look.  She
looked like a five dollar hooker, just like her boys had wanted.  In
fact she looked so good she was turning herself on.  She gigled to
herself at that thought, yet couldn't deny the fact that her pussy was
starting to get a little damp again.  She checked her watch again.
The boys would be home soon.  She would just wait in her bedroom until
she heard them.  The effect would be more dramatic if she'd come
walking down the stairs.  She grinned at the thought of the looks the
boys would have on their faces.  They probably wouldn't even believe
it was her.

She remembered how the guys in the store had eyed her up and down when
she was trying this stuff on, complimenting her on how it fitted her
and complemented her curves.  Luckily the crewd remarks had been few,
or she would have probably run out the 

store screaming.  "Your husband is a very lucky man," the guy behind
the counter had said as he handed her the receipt.  She had smiled at
him and then without even thinking about it she had blurted it out.
"It's not for my husband.....  It's for my sons." Her face had flushed
bright red as she heard her own words and she saw the poor guy was
lost for words too.  He had looked at her, trying to see if she was
joking, but clearly she wasn't.  "Well," he finally said, "I'm sure
they will love it."

With that she had felt embarassed even more, and she had hurried out
of the store.  She laughed about it now, as she remembered his face
when she told him, although she still wondered why she had even said
it.  She decided not to think about it anymore.   The boys would be
home any minute 

and she could barely wait to surprise them.  She hadn't made dinner
either.. What was the point ?  If all went as planned, she would be
the main course.


Chapter 17  -  School's out.

Jimmy, Andrew, Brad and Tim were on their way home.  Normally they
would take the bus, but they were all a little nervous and figured the
longer it would take for them to get home the better.  Andrew and
Jimmy were still afraid she'd be mad at them for calling her a slut,
and Brad and Tim were just nervous about what was going to happen
tonight.  "Man, we're in so much trouble when we get home," Andrew
sighed.  "I can't believe we called her a slut and told her to dress
like one.  I mean how disrespectful can you get ?" "Stop whining,"
Jimmy snapped, a little irritated.  His brother had been complaining
all day, nagging him about it.  What was done was done and it couldn't
be turned back, they'd just have to face the music.  "Besides, you
know as well as I do that you've got the hots for mom." "Oh and you
don't ?" Jimmy didn't answer.  Of course he had the hots for mom.  She
looked sensational and had the body of a cheerleader.  Further more he
liked the idea 

of having her as his personal slut.  His mind had been absent from
school all day thinking about it - picturing himself as he called her
a whore and told her to suck his cock.  Brad and Tim didn't speak at
all.  They were too nervous to speak, and besides, it wouldn't have
made any difference.  They had tried to convince Jimmy and Andrew that
it was for real, but they still didn't believe it.

Of course for Timmy and Brad it was easier to understand.  They
weren't old enough to know that women are usually not sluts; or at
least they don't like to be called sluts even if they are.  They
weren't old enough to understand that it's wrong or immoral to have
sex with your kids, and so for them it was easier to believe this was
really happening.

Deep down inside both Jimmy and Andrew hoped that it was true of
course, but they just couldn't bring themselves to accept it yet.  Not
until they were absolutely sure anyway.

The closer the boys got to their home the slower they started walking.
No matter how slow they walked, though, the house was staring to get
closer and closer and finally they were standing in the driveway.
After a long, deep breath they stepped forward and entered..



Chapter 18  -  Surprise package

"Mom, we're home," Jimmy yelled, figuring it was best to get it over
with.  The boys all stared up the stairs as they heard their mother
come down.  Their jaws dropped as she slid down the stairs, walking
like a tramp, crossing 

her feet over sideways with every stap, shaking her ass.

The boys were drooling by the way she walked alone, not even by the
way she was dressed, because that was something that went beyond
drooling.  That was something that almost made them pass out on the
spot.

Jimmy and Andrew recognized it as being latex, and it fit her body
like a glove.  She was wearing a short, a VERY short, black skirt,
that ended about two inches under her pussy.  The top she was wearing
was actually a latex bra, leaving her tanned, slim waist exposed, as
well as her shoulders, and through two little holes her brown nipples
were standing out straight.  The ensemble was finished by a pair of
black latex gloves that reached over her elbows, and a pair of high
heeled, latex, thigh-high boots that reach almost all the way up to
her skirt.

Her long hair hung down over her shoulders, adding an even bigger
impact to the outfit.  Her lips were painted a bright, but dark color
red and she managed to create a 

stunning, yet extremely slutty look with her blue eyeshadow.

And, did Jimmy see right ?  It looked like she had no panties on under
that skirt !  Jimmy thought he was gonna faint when he saw his
mother's pussy hair peek back at his staring eyes.  This was fucking
incredible.  Even the chick in the porn flicks he had watched 

with his friends last week at his friend Jake's place were no match
for this hot fucking chick walking down the stairs.  His cock was rock
hard and felt like it could burst out if his jeans any second,
splattering cum all over the ceiling !

"Oh my God I can see her pussy, Jimmy," Andrew whispered, nudging his
big brother with his elbow. "I can see her fucking pussy, man !" "I
know.. this is fucking incredible !" Jimmy was as excited as his
brother was.  Andrew couldn't keep his eyes of his mother's bush and
Mary Jane noticed her staring sons as well as the obvious bulges in
their pants.

She could feel her cunt starting to leak again and knew it wouldn't be
long before her pussyjuices would run down her thighs.  The latex felt
great, hugging her body like a second skin.  She had spent almost an
hour polishing it up to make it all shiny and she knew she looked
absolutely sensational in it.  Her big tits squeezed together, forming
two almost perfectly round shapes in the tight, black, latex bra and
as she walked she could feel the air brush against 

her exposed nipples and across her wet cunt.  Never had she felt this
exposed before, nor this sexy for that matter.   She knew that,
dressed like this, she could have gotten any man she wanted.  She only
wanted her sons though.  She loved her boys to death and what she
wanted to do 

most in the world was to be their alternative for masturbation.  Their
loveslave.. Their slut.  She wanted her boys to use her in every way
they wanted to, be it to get her off by eating her cunt and fucking
her all night, or just to have her masturbate while their jerked off
into her mouth, she didn't care, as long as her boys were happy and
she got the sense of being controlled she had always unconsciously
longed for.

She took the last step and stood in front of her boys, at about 6 feet
away.  She put her hand on her hip, tilted her foot to the right and
tapped it rhythmically on the floor.  "So," she spoke in her most
sensual voice, "what do you think boys ?" As she spoke she ran her
other hand up from her belly over her tit, giving it a light squeeze
before moving further up and gently biting on her finger.  She knew
she was driving the boys crazy, especially Jimmy and Andrew.  Brad and
Timmy were probably too little to understand what was happening,
except for them staring at her tits and her perky, erect nipples
sticking from 

the holes in her latex bra.  "Do you think I would make a good slut
now ?"

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Chapter 19  -  excellent

"I... I.. I think you would make an excellent slut," Jimmy stammered.
His mind was racing now.  This all WAS for fucking real !  This was
like a dream come true.  He could do whatever he wanted to his mother,
and best of all, he could call her slut and do all the nasty things
the girls in school wouldn't let him.  He had called Becky a slut
while he was fucking her a few weeks ago and she slapped him in the
face and threw him off her.  He wondered if his mom would take his
load in her mouth.  None of his girlfriends had wanted to.  They all
said it was gross and disgusting.  And now he had this beautiful, hot
lady standing in front of him encouraging him to call her his slut and
to use her however he wanted.  This was, without a doubt, the best day
of his life !  "You look sensational mom," he finally continued.  "So
I see," she smiled, glancing down at the bulge in his pants.
Immediately he felt his face flush red and he covered his crotch with
his hands.

"It's true mom," Andrew added, "you look like a million bucks." "I
thought you wanted me to look like a cheap slut ?" she smiled back.
"Well, for a cheap slut, you look like a million dollars," Andrew
smiled back.  "Thank you dear.  I am glad you boys like my outfit."
She turned to the two youngsters, who still hadn't said a word.  "And
you two.. How do you like my outfit ?"

Brad frowned.  "well, it's... different.." "Different good or
different bad ?" Brad shrugged.  "I don't know.. Good I s'pose." "I
like it too, mom," little Timmy said smiling up at his mother. "you
look like those girls in Brad's magazines !" Now Brad blushed in
embarassment.  He poked his brother in the ribs.  "Thank you Timmy, I
will take that as a compliment."

Mary Jane stepped back again, eyeing her boys.  Clearly they were
nervous - at 

least Jimmy and Andrew were - like she was, but she had gotten this
far and wasn't about to back out now.  It was too late for that
anyway.  She took a deep breath, knowing full well that what was about
to happen would change their lives forever, and stepped up to Jimmy.
"It's ok for you to touch me now, Jimmy.  I'm yours."


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Chapter 20  -  Havin' a good time

This was it, he though as he stepped forward a little to the side of
his mother.  He reached out and grabbed her right breast, molding it
as he bent his head forward kissing her neck.  He could feel her hard
nipple poking his palm and the soft moan, coming from deep within her,
told him she enjoyed his touch.  She threw her head sideways, allowing
her boy better access to her neck and shoulder, and she pushed her
chest forward, feeding her tit into his hand.  His fingers sought for
her nipple and found it, pinching it, twisting it and pulling at it.
He growled as he felt her breathing go faster, slowly turning into
panting.

Andrew stared at it, feeling the throbbing in his crotch, and stepped
forward, 

to her other side.  He placed his hand on her thigh, between where her
boots ended and her skirt began, and slowly started to move upwards,
creeping toward his mom's cunt.  He bent down and wrapped his lips
around her left nipple and as his fingers touched the fuzzy hair on
her wet pussy, he sank his teeth lightly into her nipples.

Mary Jane squirmed and widened her stance a little, forcing her way
too short skirt to crawl up even further, to just above her mound,
allowing Brad and Timmy a clear view of her mom's wet cunt as it was
fondled by their brother.  She slowly started to pump her hips back
and forth, rubbing her pussy up against her sons hand.  God, she was
so horny.  The feel of her two oldest sons rubbing and pinching and
sucking her most intimate body parts was driving her wild with passion
and lust.  She just let it all engulf her, allowing her boys to guide
her. Control her actions.

Jimmy reared his head, grabbing her head and tilted it towards him and
pressed 

his lips on to hers, forcing her mouth open with his tongue.  She
kissed him back greedily, licking her tongue around his and sucking it
deep into her mouth.

The two young'ns were still watching this, their little pricks hard,
having no 

real idea what to do.  It seemed that their mom was busy enough
without them.  Then brad saw an opening.  He walked behind his mom and
sat down on the ground.  He lay his head in his neck and above him was
his mothers dripping pussy.  He remembered the taste of it and
couldn't wait to get another taste, and so as his brother rubbed her
clit, he buried his face between her lips and plunged his young but
eager tongue into her hole.

She was still humping back and forth as she felt something penetrating
her.  She had a feeling it was Brad, but couldn't be sure.  She didn't
care who it was, it felt great !  She hadn't felt such pleasure
before, ever, and she didn't want it to ever end.

Jimmy had take his lips off his mother's and now their tongues where
wresting in mid air. His fingers were still playing with her nipple,
making it more and more sensitive by the minute.

"C'mere Timmy, you can lick her ass," Brad called to his brother,
momentarily removing his tongue from her mother's cunt.  He
immediately placed it back though, as little Timmy walked up behind
his mom and got on his knees.  Mary Jane had of course heard Brad and
decided to help.  Her hands were still unattended to and so she flung
them behind her, pulled her skirt up to her waist and pulled her
asscheeks apart, exposing her asshole to her youngest son.

At 10, little Timmy had know idea why he would lick his mommy's ass -
or anyone's ass for that matter, but since his brother had said he
should, and his mom seemed to be okay with it, he decided to do it.
If only because he was a bit jealous of his brothers who got to be all
over her.  He looked at his mother's asshole up close and took a deep
breath before sticking out his tongue and getting it between her
asscheeks.

A shiver went through Mary Jane's body as she felt Timmy's tongue
licking her hole.  She move her fingers closer to her asshole and
pulled, opening her tight hole for her little boy.  Timmy didn't
hesitate.  He pushed his tongue forward, reaming his mother.  She felt
her cuntjuices running down her legs, her nipples being pinched and
sucked, her mouth being licked and her cunt getting rubbed and licked
at the same time and she felt an orgasm building up deep down.  She
moaned and panted uncontrollably while her boys were building her up
to her biggest orgasm ever.  She couldn't believe she was still able
to stand up, 

her legs were trembling so bad.  It must have been her boys, holding
her up.

Then it hit her.  She climaxed with a loud moan, followed by several
shorter, softer ones as her 

body spasmed and every muscle in her body flexed itself.  Her knees
gave way and Brad got out from under her just a split second before
she sank through her knees, unable to control her muscles and without
the strength to stay on her feet.  The boys stepped back as their mom
sat on the floor, convulsing, shaking and moaning as the effects of
her orgasm subsided.  Brad and Jimmy smiled at each other, knowing how
bad their mom just came, and Brad knew she was feeling good, just like
the other night when he had eaten her out like that and Timmy thought
back of the night she had humped his leg.  She had been shaking then
too, but not nearly as bad as now.  He hoped she was alright..

When she finally stopped shaking, she looked up at her boys and smiled
at them.  Timmy felt better right away..  It was like before except
now she wasn't gonna 

yell at him.

Jimmy looked down at his mother.  She was on her knees and her latex
skirt was around her waist.  Her cunt still 

dripping, forming a small puddle on the floor.  Her thighs were
dripping wet as well and her left tit had a glob of Andrew's drool
dangling from it.  "God, you really are a fucking slut," Jimmy finally
hissed at her.  "Hey man, relax, she's still mom.." Andrew said,
giving his brother an angry look.  But when Jimmy saw his mother like
that, knowing what had just happened, he knew he could no longer
respect her and as good as he had felt when they started, he now felt
nothing but disgust for her.

Mary Jane looked up at her son, and saw his disgust and knew she had
made a big mistake.  She wanted to be their slut, but she never
intended to lose their respect for her.  When he called her a slut
before, it was part of the sex, and not really meant 

the way it sounded, but now it sounded quite different coming from
him.  The tone of his voice told it all, spelled it out to her.
Jimmy's respect was gone for good and she felt tears welling up in her
eyes again.

"That's right mom, you are a slut," Andrew jumped in, kneeling down
and hugging her, "but your still our mom.." She wrapped her arms
around her boy, knowing everything would be fine with him, and when
Brad and Timmy joined in for a group hug, she knew they would be fine
too and that took some of the pain away.  She closed her eyes as they
sat there like that for a few minutes, hoping Jimmy would join them,
but he didn't.  Finally he spoke.  "hey slut," he hissed at her.  She
lifted her head up and opened her eyes just as a glob of Jimmy's cum
spurted from his cock.  It hit her right on the nose, dripping down
leaving a string of sperm dangling 

from it.   Jimmy had been jerking off while she was hugging her boys
and now he was unloading in her face, humiliating her with his grin.
"Open.." he hissed as the second spurt hit her on the lips.  The size
of his cock amazed her though.. It was thick and long, about 8 inches 

and considering he was still growing, it would turn into a monster in
a few years.

She didn't know why, but she obeyed her son, opening her mouth wide
just in time to catch the third squirt.  Jimmy moved closer, still
jerking his cock, putting just the head of his cock into her mouth.
She felt another squirt hitting the back of her throat and as her son
jerked off in her mouth, she started to get that feeling again.  That
burning sensation way down in her belly.   God she was actually
enjoying this !  "Don't you dare swallow, you slut," he panted as he
shot a few more loads into 

her mouth before his balls were finally empty.

His brothers said nothing, but just watched in amazement as they saw
their brother now pushing his cock into her mouth.  He pushed it in
deep and then started to pump his cock in and out.  Thick globs of
sperm squirted from the sides of her mouth, dripping down her chin.
The string of cum that was hanging from her nose now formed a string
between her nose and the shaft of his cock, moving back and forth and
he force-fed her his 

now sperm-covered dick.

Mary Jane knew she should be shocked - she didn't wanna be humiliated
like this, she thought - but she wasn't.  She was loving it.  She
could feel his cock throbbing way back in her throat.  She loved the
taste 

of his cum and the warmth of it where it covered her face, and she
found herself licking her tongue around his shaft as he face-fucked
her.

She was a little amazed that his cock hadn't limped after he came, but
she wasn't complaining.  She loved the feel of his cock between her
lips, although she was still a little worried about his feelings
toward her.  He was fucking her face 

like crazy, using her like his slut like she had wanted, but maybe he
was taking it a little too far.  She'd worry about that later though.
Right now she was trying to focus on the 

job at hand:  Sucking another load out of her young boys' balls.

His balls were banging her chin as he fucked her face faster and
faster.  His sperm was still dribbling down her chin and half her
mouth was still full of it, obeying his blatant order not to swallow.

Andrew, Brad and Timmy still stood there, observing in silence their
mother being use by their older brother.  "Jimmy, lighten up a bit
man, you're hurting her," Andrew came forward.  "Shut up," Jimmy
panted, never missing a stroke, "I'm givin' it to her like she wanted
us to." "Yeah, but you could go a little slower," Andrew insisted, "I
mean.." "Fuck slower !" Jimmy hissed at his brother. "This cunt wanted
it and now she's getting it.  You just shut the fuck up." Andrew
didn't give up.  "I'm telling you, you are hurting her !" Jimmy paused
and looked at his brother, then back at the slut beneath him.  He
pulled out his cock and held it in front of her sperm covered face.
"Am I hurting you, slut ?"

Mary Jane glanced up at her boy.  It hadn't hurt.. Well, maybe a
little, but she could handle it.  She shook her head.  "I didn't hear
you, slut !" She tried to speak while not swallowing.  The result was
that her son's cum spewed from her lips and a big glob drooled from
her mouth as she answered her 

boy.  "No," she mumbled as best she could, then added "please fuck my
mouth some more.."

With that last line she surprised herself.  His cock had felt so damn
good pumping her face that she had to have more of it.  Her cunt was
burning, her nipples hard as marbles and her mouth was hungry for
more.

Jimmy smiled down at her at pushed forward again.  His slut greedily
opened her lips and sucked his rigid cock back in.  "See ?" he turned
to his brother, "told you she wanted it." Andrew stood there with his
mouth open for awhile.  Then his urges took the better of him.  Hell
if his brother was gettin' some, he sure as hell wasn't gonna miss out
!  He smiled back at his brother with newfound enthusiasm.  "Yeah, I
see," he replied as he took off his pants, "well, in that case, I'm
gonna fuck her juicy cunt." "Be my guest," Jimmy grinned, grabbing the
slut by the hair and fucking her harder.

Andrew kneeled behind his mom, his thin cock standing straight ahead,
and aimed at his mom's gushing cunt.  "Spread your knees, slut," he
ordered her with a smack on the ass.  This was one of the times the
pictures and stories in those magazines were proving to be quite
educational.  She obeyed, spreading her knees apart to allow her son
better access.  God she wanted to feel his cock inside her so bad she
would beg him, if her mouth hadn't been filled with Jimmy's cock.

Brad and Timmy were still watching, not sure whether to join in or not
- not even quite sure how they felt about all this.  They were
  confused - Timmy more so than Brad.  "Come on you guys," Jimmy said
as he glanced over to them, seeing the question-marks in their eyes.
"Why don't you jerk off on her ?  I'm sure she wants you to, don't you
slut ?" Mary Anne nodded furiously.

That was all the encouragement they needed.  If their mom wanted it,
they would make her happy and do it.  Quickly the boys stripped, being
observed by their mom through the corned or her eyes.  She was so
focussed on her two babies, that she had forgotten about 

Andrew sitting behind her and she moaned as he pushed his cock into
her without warning and started fucking her.

Brad and Timmy were naked now and each took place on either side of
her face and started to jerk off at the sight of their mother getting
fucked both ends by their brothers.

Andrew was fucking her furiously.  He grabbed her hips and pulled her
into him 

with every thrust and she moaned around Jimmy's cock every single
time.  "God what a great cunt mom !"  He panted.  She smiled inside
both for his compliment and for his fucking skills.  In a way she felt
dirtier and sluttier and more disgusted with herself than ever before,
but she was also proud of herself for giving her boys what they
wanted.  She loved 

her boys and she was just showing them how much.  Of course deep down
she knew that that was just an excuse to blind her to the fact that
what she was doing was wrong, immoral and sick - not to mention very,
very illegal, as well as driving out the thought that she was doing
this for her own deranged pleasures more than anyone else's -
including her sons.

It only took Andrew a few minutes to reach his orgasm.  He bucked and
pounded as hard as he could, driving himself all the way up her
cunthole, spewing his young semen into her womb.  Jimmy shot another
load into his mom's mouth just as Andrew spilled his final drops.
"Now swallow you cunt," he hissed at her, panting, breathing heavily,
sweating 

like a pig, pulling his cock from her mouth.  She held her lips
tightly around it, cleaning his cock as is pulled back, then 

tilted her head back and slowly, savoring the taste, swallowed her
son's two loads.

"Oh God, mom, I'm gonna cum !" Brad whispered as he jerked off beside
her face.  She turned to him and opened her mouth, preparing to
receive another load of cum.  The boys jerked and spasmed as he shot
his little load in his mothers face and 

mouth.  Her face was glazed with sperm, like a facial mask, and as she
felt Andrew pulling out of her cunt she turned to her youngest.

She wrapped her lips around his small but erect penis and sucked and
licked on 

his cockhead.  The boy moaned and groaned as he started to cum and
Mary Jane felt something shooting in her mouth that did not feel like
cum at all.  It was wetter... warmer.  And it tasted different, too.
It was bitter.  Then it dawned on her.  The boy was too young to have
sperm, but the jerking off had stimulated his cock in a different sort
of way.  She remembered her husband had told her once that, when he
used to jerk off as 

a child, when he came, piss would come out instead of sperm.  That was
what was happening !   Her young boy was pissing in her mouth !

A shiver went through her body and before Mary Jane realized what was
happening she was cumming.  The sheer nastiness of it all go the
better of her 

and she orgasmed in arrhythmic spasms as she drank her son's piss.

Finally the orgy had ended and the boys fell down on the couch,
relaxing from this tiring experience.

"We're done with you now, slut," Jimmy said to his mom.  "Go wash up,
you're a fucking mess !"

She immediately got back on her feet and started to walk up the
stairs.  Her jaws were aching a little, but she was more satisfied
than ever before.  Then she felt it.  She hadn't really thought about
it when it happened, but as 

she now felt Andrew's sperm dripping from her cunt and running down
her leg it dawned on her..  She could get pregnant !

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Chapter 21  -  Clean and Worried


Goddammit !   How could she have been so careless ?  So stupid !?  She
could get pregnant, for God's sake, and if she did, surely the
neighbors would have their suspicions.  It's not like she ever dated
or anything, so how 

could she be pregnant ?  First thing in the morning she would see her
doctor and get on the pill.  Maybe there was no harm done this time.
God, she hoped not.

She put her clothes in the hamper and stepped into the shower.  The
water was nice and warm already and the feel of it on her skin made
her relax a bit.  Sperm was still covering her face, as well as
running down her legs, but soon she would be clean again.  Clean to
make dinner.

As the water ran down her legs it washed away Andrew's cum, and after
that she 

slowly slid her face into the stream of water, feeling the sperm wash
away.

She should have stopped Andrew from cummin' inside her.  Should have
told him to cum in her face or on her ass or wherever, but she hadn't
thought about it at the time.  And even if she had remembered, she
wouldn't have been able to say anything anyway.  Not with Jimmy's cock
pounding away in her throat.

Her jaw still hurt a little from it.  She hadn't sucked cock in a long
time and she figured her jaw must've been a little rusty in that
department.  Soon she would be able to suck for half an hour again,
like her husband had made her do sometimes.  Before he left her that
is, and usually after he beat the crap out of her.  It was his way to
make up for it.  He'd hit her a few times, say he was sorry and let
her suck his cock.  He was so sensitive.

Maybe it was because of him that she developed this submissive
behavior, maybe 

it had been inside of her all along, she really didn't know.  She knew
though, that it was never this good with her husband, and she never
liked being in his control.  Maybe that was because he used to beat
her.  Again she didn't know.  She hated 

the beatings.. The sex was usually good with him though, but somehow
it was never actually great, because of those beatings.  A little
control okay, but she didn't care much about being punched in the guts
or face.

Now it was different though.  She was submissive again and enjoying
it.  She knew her boys would never hit her or kick her and she knew
they loved her.  Well, maybe Jimmy was the exception there.  She had
seen the look in his eyes.  A look of utter disgust.  She shivered as
she saw that picture pop up in her mind.  Had she lost his respect
forever ?  Or would he eventually come around ?  She'd just have to
wait and see.  It was far too late to turn back now, and - quite
frankly - even if she could, she didn't want to.

She stood there for awhile, bathing in the hot stream of water, before
she finally stepped out of the shower, dried off and got dressed,
ready to prepare dinner.


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Chapter 22  -  Boys talk


As their mother walked up the stairs, sperm dripping from her cunt and
face, the boys watched her - still panting and sweating over what had
happened.  "You were right man," Andrew turned to his brother. "She is
a fucking slut !" Jimmy laughed. "Told you she was.  She was
practically begging me to fuck her face some more !" "Oh man, you
should've felt her pussy !" Andrew boasted.  "It was soaked !" "I will
soon enough..  Gonna fuck her up the shitter as well." "Me first Jimmy
!" "Sorry bro," Jimmy grinned, "I get first dibs on that one.  Next
time you fuck her face !" "SHUT UP !" little Timmy suddenly screamed.
"shut up okay, you shouldn't talk about mom like that, it's not right
!" And with that he hurried off up the stairs.  The brothers could
hear him slamming his bedroom door.  "What's his problem ?" Andrew
turned to Brad.  He shrugged.  "I don't know.  I mean mom WANTS us to
do this doesn't she ?" "She said so," Andrew reassured his brother.
"Are you okay with it ?" "Sure," he answered.  "If mom is okay with
it, then so am I." "So did you like what we just did ?"  Jimmy asked.
Now it was Brad's turn to grin.  "You bet !  Mom's really hot !"
Andrew and Jimmy both smiled.  "Yeah, she sure is."  Andrew answered.
"She's a fucking slut and she's all ours!"


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Chapter 23  -  night falls


The house was quiet.  It usually was this time of night.  The
grandfather's clock downstairs had just struck two and everyone was
asleep.  Everyone except Jimmy.  He couldn't sleep.  Not tonight
anyway.  He was still thinking about how his brothers had been talking
about mom, and he couldn't believe that that was really how she wanted
them to talk about her.

Luckily nothing had happened during dinner or afterwards.  They had
just eaten, no sex, nothing and he was glad about that.  In a way.  He
had discovered a lot of new feelings today and he had liked those, but
he just couldn't bare to watch or listen to his brothers going at his
mom like that.

At dinner Jimmy and Andrew had kept talking disrespectfully to her.
"Slut, pass me the salt", "Slut, pass me the milk", "can you still
taste my sperm you slut ?" He just couldn't understand why they'd
speak to her like that and what was even weirder, she didn't even
punish them for it.

As he thought back a little further to when they were all having a go
at her earlier, his mind drifted away from his anger at his brothers.
He remembered how her tits looked in that latex bra with the holes in
them.  How she had moaned and groaned when he had licked her asshole.
How she had her mouth around his penis when he peed and drank it all,
and he couldn't help but get a hardon again.

He began stroking himself slowly as he relived the events of that day.
Mom was so beautiful, even compared to the women in Brad's magazine,
and he already thought they looked very beautiful.

As he continued his strain of thought, he got more and more aroused.
His hand moving faster and faster up and down his little pecker.

Finally he just couldn't take it anymore.  He pulled up his underwear
- which left his dick sticking out at the top - threw the covers aside
  and stepped out of bed.  Slowly and silently - so as not to wake
Brad - he moved to the door, carefully 

opened it and shut it behind him even more carefully, before he
proceeded down 

the hall to his mother's bedroom.

Carefully he opened her bedroom door and walk over to her bed.  He
watched her as she slept, breathing peacefully.  She lay on her back,
her head tilted to the side - facing him, and her blanket only barely
covered her breasts as her chest moved up and down with every breath.


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Chapter 24  -  Mom's night


Mary Jane went to bed a little after midnight, in her mind still
worrying about the risk of pregnancy, but more so lingering in the
afterthoughts of today's events.  In a way she couldn't believe she
went this far this soon, but she was glad she did.  Today had been the
most intense day of her life.  She still wasn't particularly proud of
the fact that she had fucked her sons.  

In her mind she knew it was wrong, and if anyone ever found out she
could get into a whole lot of trouble, but now that she had gone this
far and had a taste of newfound lust, she didn't ever want to give
this up.  She felt a new woman, in sync with her feelings and
emotions, and opening herself up to her innermost desires and if felt
great.  Even in her marriage she had craved sex.  Heck, even as a
teenage girl she loved the feel of a good hard cock between her
thighs.  And now she had one.  Hell, she had four !

She got in bed, decided to not wear her nightgown.  She had a hunger
deep insider her that had to be fed, and she was going to feed it.

Running her fingers over her torso she drew circles around her
nipples, pinching them like Jimmy had done earlier.  Twisting them and
rolling them between her fingers.

Never had she felt so complete as this afternoon, when she had her
four boys exploring every inch of her sexuality, and the thought of it
was making her pussy drip again.

Slowly her hand slid down to her bush as she lightly stroked the
smooth layer of hair that kept her pussylips warm.  Her fingers still
sliding down, she found her wet spot and ran her finger inside of her
and up through her slit, spreading her juices around.  A moan escaped
her when her finger brushed against her clit and as she pictured
herself in the orgy earlier on, as if she was out of her body and
observing, she masturbated until she finally shook and trembled in a
delightful orgasm.

She smoked another Camel afterwards and finally she had fallen asleep,
dreaming of her four boys, their cocks and her pussy.  The smile on
her face was one of complete satisfaction.


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Chapter 25   -  Timmy and Mom


Timmy pulled back the covers, exposing her body as he rolled them down
to her feet, and stared at her again.  She hadn't awoken so now he was
left staring at her breasts as they moved up and down in sync with her
breathing.  The nipples were hard and sticking out like they had when
he and Brad had touched them the other night.  Her stomach was flat
and muscular and with her legs slightly spread he could see her sweet
pussy.

His hand went down and his fist grabbed his little dick as he started
to jerk off again.  His free hand moved carefully and slowly to his
mother's nipples and rubbed them gently, barely touching them.  She
moaned in her sleep and Timmy figured she enjoyed what he was doing,
even if she was sleeping.

He took a step closer, towards her beautiful face, and held his little
cock in 

front of her mouth as he continued to masturbate.  His fingers were
now pinching her nipples ever so gently, still trying to get himself
off without waking her up.  His breathing got heavier and her moans
more frequent and he slowly pushed the 

tip of his cock against his mother's lips.

In a reflex, her mouth opened slightly, still not waking up, and the
head of his cock entered her mouth.  He could feel her breath on his
balls and shaft.  His jerking slowed down a little, trying not to hit
his mother in the mouth with his fist.  He jerked as the tip of his
cock hit her tongue.

He moaned as he felt her tongue lapping his pisshole in her sleep, and
he tightened his grip around both his cock and her nipple and as he
did she opened her eyes and stared at her young boy as he jerked
himself off in her mouth.  She didn't pull back but instead started to
bob her head back and forth, sucking on his cock.  "Oh mom !"  the boy
gasped.  "suck it mom."

She had been dreaming about sucking cock and when she woke up and
found her son's cock in her mouth, she was ready for it and started to
suck.  Her pussy had that burning sensation again, both because of her
dream and the fact that her youngest son had his cock in her mouth,
and she was slowly starting to stroke it again as she blew her little
boy.

"Suck it harder," he encouraged her.  Even the little boy was at the
mercy of his lust now and although he knew he could never call her
names like his brothers had, he had no problem telling exactly what he
wanted.  After all, that was what she wanted him to do anyway.

With his words she felt a tingle going through her body.  Her ten year
old son 

was all but ordering her to suck his cock, and she loved being in his
control.  She sucked harder, pushing her lips down firmly around his
cock.  Her cheeks caved in as she created a vacuum in her mouth,
sucking as hard as she could while continuing to lick his pisshole
with her tongue.

She knew her boy couldn't produce any sperm and would probably piss in
her mouth again, like he did this afternoon, but she didn't care.  The
taste hadn't been all that bad and it was probably one of the most
exciting - and nasty - things 

she had ever done.  Quite frankly she could hardly wait to taste it
again.

Roughly she shoved two fingers up her cunt as her free hand started to
massage 

her son's balls through his underpants and finally, as she continued
to suck and lick his young cock, she felt a warm stream of his piss
fill her mouth.  Her fingers slid out of her warm, wet cunthole and
moved up to her clit, rubbing it frantically, working herself to yet
another quick but explosive orgasm.

She swallowed as fast as she could, but there was just too much, and
so a stream of her young boy's piss squirted from the corners of her
mouth and ran down her cheek.

Finally Timmy pulled his cock from his mother's mouth and kneeled down
beside her.  "I love you mom," the boy spoke tenderly.  Mary Jane felt
tears flowing into her eyes at her son's gentle words.  She leaned
upon her elbow, raised herself up and kissed the her son on the lips.
"I love you too Timmy," she said with a loving smile.  "So what do you
want to do now ?"

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Chapter 26  -  Kinky Jimmy

The boy looked down at his smiling mother, thinking about what she had
just asked him.  What did he want to do now ?  He didn't really know.
What could you do with a woman ?  Especially if she was your mother !
Mary Jane finally made up his mind for him, seeing he had no idea what
to do.  She turned herself away from him, her pussy facing him, and
spread her legs wide.  Her fingers trailed in between her wet cuntlips
as she begin to rotate her hips.  "Why don't you fuck me, baby ?"  she
said teasingly as she brought her, now wet, fingers to her mouth and
sensually and provocatively started to lick them.  "Would you like
that ?  Would you like to fuck your mommy, Timmy ?" The boy didn't
speak - just nodded, his eyes glued to her pussy.  "Then come here,"
she whispered, reaching out to him with both hands.  His little cock
was still hard and leading the way as he moved towards her.  "Now come
and lie on top of me." The boy slowly kneeled down on the bed between
her legs and lowered himself onto his mother.  He could feel her pussy
hair rubbing against his young prick and it made him shiver a little.
His mother wrapped her arms around him, hugging him close, and
whispered softly urged him to relax.  She slid her hand in between
them and gently took his cock in her hands, guiding it to her entrance
and the boy moaned as he felt his penis enter the warm wet inside of
his mothers pussy.

His penis wasn't very big yet, only about 5 inches long and very thin,
but she 

enjoyed it nonetheless - if only because of the look of ecstasy on his
face.  She loved him so much, and right now her own pleasure had to
take second place 

to that of her virgin boy.

"Now push," she whispered in his ear.  Timmy pushed his hips forward
slowly, until he couldn't push any further.  His tiny ballsack was
resting against her 

asscheeks.  "God mom," the boy panted, "this feels great.." She smiled
to herself, pleased that he enjoyed it.  "Now just pump honey," she
instructed, "move your hips and pump your cock in and out of mommy's
cunt." Timmy slowly started to move his hips, pulling and pushing his
little cock in and out of her wet pussy, thoroughly enjoying the
feeling.

"Fuck me harder baby," she urged her boy, aching for a good, hard
fuck.  Timmy started to fuck her as fast as he could and before too
long he felt that 

weird, but great sensation in his belly again and he orgasmed with a
loud moan, sending a small squirt of his warm piss into her cunt, then
slid out of her.

Mary Jane was a little disappointed.  As good as that warm stream had
felt inside her, she had hoped for more than just a few drops.  She
wasn't satisfied and hadn't cum and she knew she'd have to masturbate
to get off.  Unless...

"Was that ok, mommy ?"  little Timmy asked.  "Did I do good ?" She
smiled at her boy.  "You were fantastic honey." She meant it too.  For
a ten year old boy he had fucked her pretty good, but because of his
age she knew it would be impossible for him to really please her by
fucking her.  She had another idea though.

"Now baby," she started, "why don't you stick your fingers in my pussy
?" She spread her legs even wider.  "Sure," he smiled.  If that's what
his mother wanted than that is what she would have.  He got down on
his knees on the floor and ran his fingers through her pussyhair.  She
moaned as he touched her clit.  The little boy stuck out his finger
and found her hole, pushing it in.  Remembering how he had fucked her,
he started to pump his little finger in and 

out of her pussy.  "More baby," Mary Jane gasped. "more fingers..
Please fuck your mommy with more fingers !" The boy complied, and
added two more fingers.  Now his middle three fingers were fucking her
cunt, pumping in and out, and the boy watched closely as he saw her
pussylips stretch around his fingers every time he pulled out.  Mary
Jane still wanted more though.  She wanted to feel his entire hand up
her cunt.  She wanted to feel filled and 

she needed something big stretching her cuntlips. 

"Do it Timmy !" she hissed at him.  "Stick your whole hand up your
mommy's cunt." The boy looked up at her, not believing what he was
hearing.  Was that even possible ?  "But mom.." he started.  "Just do
it Timmy.. Fistfuck your mother.  Shove your hand up my cunt !"

He shrugged his shoulders.  "okay," he said, as if it would be her own
fault if he would hurt her.  He pulled his fingers out slowly and
added the remaining two before pushing forward again.  His fingers
slid in quite easily, until he reached his knuckles.  He started
pumping again, figuring his hand would not go in further.  He had no
idea how deep a pussy was, but he figured this was as deep as it could
possibly go.  He was pretty amazed when his mom pushed her hips down
furiously and actively forced herself down on his hand.  He stared in
amazement and he watched his arm.  It stopped at his wrist.  That was
where her pussy began anyway.

He had his entire hand up her cunt !  He couldn't believe it, but he
thought it was pretty cool !

Mary Jane was in total ecstasy.  Completely filled with her sons hand
she started to thrust herself onto it, forcing it even deeper inside
her as he slowly started to fistfuck her.  Her fingers moved down and
she began rubbing her clit furiously.  She was moaning loudly now and
bucking her hips on his hand.  "Ahh ohhhh, yess !  Ram your fist up my
fucking cunt !"

He had been fisting his mother for a few minutes when he finally felt
her cunt 

contracting around his wrist.  She started to buck and spasm again and
he knew 

she was having that really good feeling again, so he slowly pulled his
hand out of her.  Her gaping cunt was dripping with her juices and his
hand was all wet 

and slimy.

He watched his mother cum for a minute until she finally relaxed and
lay back on the bed, gasping for air.  She looked down at her boy and
smiled.  She tapped her hand on the bed, urging 

him to come and sit beside her and he did.

"Thank you son," she smiled at him.  "That was wonderful." She put her
hand in his neck, pulled him down and kissed him long and hard.  "I
love you," she whispered as she pulled away.  "I love you too mom," he
smiled back at her.  "Now go get some sleep, ok ?  I need my beauty
sleep you know ?!" He laughed.  "You don't need a beauty sleep mom..
You are beautiful enough for me." With that he kissed her cheek and
walked out of the room, leaving his mother in the bed, crying at her
sons words..

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Chapter 27  -  The very next day


Mary Jane had just made breakfast.  Some eggs, toast and jam and of
course a nice big glass of milk for each of her boys.  "Mornin' mom,"
she hear Andrew's voice behind her.  She turned around and smiled at
him.  "Good morning Andrew," she answered a bit uncomfortable.  She
remembered that he was the one that came inside her yesterday, and he
was the reason she had to go get the pill today.  Of course she would
have to keep an eye on herself.  She might be pregnant already, and if
she was she had a lot of thinking to do.

Andrew walked up to his mom and kissed her.  Her boys had always
kissed her in 

the morning, but never before like this.  She squirmed as she felt his
lips press onto hers and she knew that, should he offer to fuck her -
or even just grab her and fuck her without asking - or whatever, she
would do it, but luckily he didn't.  He'd be late for school and that
couldn't happen really.  School was important and she never let them
skip class for no reason.  And skipping school because you wanted to
fuck your mom wasn't exactly a valid reason, now was it ?

After a few moments he pulled back and smiled at her, then sat down at
the table.  "Did you sleep well ?" he asked.  She nodded.  "Like a
baby." "No regrets or second thoughts ?" His concern for her feelings
touched her.  "none whatsoever," she replied.  "Good," he grinned at
her.  "because I really don't want this to ever end." "Neither do I,"
she reassured him. 

She decided not to tell him about her getting the pill.  He might
figure things out and worry about his mom being pregnant with his own
baby.  It was bad enough that she had to worry about it herself, and
she didn't want to put such a burden on her young boys.  As soon as
they left for school today she would go to the doctor and get the
prescription, and then she would just hope for the best.

"'Morning mom," her three other boys said as they entered the kitchen
together.  They all kissed her and they all kissed her on the lips.
This time she just felt warm inside.  Jimmy had called her 'mom' as
well, instead of the degrading 'slut'.  She considered that to be a
good sign.  She might have overreacted before, thinking she had lost
his respect forever, and she felt more confident about everything now.

Jimmy was the last one to kiss her and the only one to use tongue, but
that was okay.  She gladly accepted his tongue in her mouth and she
kissed him back passionately, feeling his hands on her ass as he
pushed his hips forward, dry- fucking her.  She could feel his hard
cock press up against her crotch and she felt her knees go weak.  For
a minute she was afraid he would fuck her, but he just pulled back
after a minute or so and sat down with his brothers.  "Later mom," he
said as if he had read her mind. "Don't want to be late for school."
She smiled at him.  "Yeah.. Later."


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Chapter 28  -  The boys agree

The boys didn't go to school.  They had decided the evening before
that they would go to the park and discuss things.  How things would
continue around the 

house, and most of all, how they would behave towards their mother.
Her turning into an incestuous slut had come as a complete surprise.
Just a few days ago she was a simple housemother, not she was their
sex toy, and as much as they liked the idea, they had to talk about
it.

Yesterday was the first day the boys had ever done a thing like that
together and although it had been a memorable experience, they didn't
feel quite comfortable doing stuff like that around their brothers.
Even Jimmy, who seemed to be 'into it' most of all had felt a little
awkward doing it to his mom with 

his brothers there watching.  His sexual urges had gotten the better
of him though, so he had lost his feeling of embarrassment and he
fucked the hell out of her mouth, but he wasn't quite sure he could do
that again.  At least not until he knew his brothers were okay with
it.  A little fooling around he could handle, like this morning when
he rubbed himself against her, but he had to be sure that him actually
using his mom like the slut she apparently wanted to be would not harm
his relationship with his brothers.  The four of them had been close
and he had to be sure that that bond between them would not be broken.

So they agreed to cut class and go to the park today.  They sat on a
park bench and Jimmy was the first one to speak.

"Listen," he started, "I just need to know if you guys are okay with
what is happening with mom and all." He turned to Brad and Timmy;
"Especially you guys.  You got pretty upset yesterday." "Well," Timmy
replied, "you were pretty mean to her.  Calling her names and all."
"Yeah, I know.  But that is what she wants isn't it ?" "Oh come on,"
Andrew kicked in, "something snapped with you yesterday.  You weren't
doing it for moms sake." Jimmy sighed.   He knew his brother was
right.  "Alright," he said, raising his hands apologetically, "I
snapped yesterday.  I 

mean after we started she just looked like a two dollar whore and I
got upset.   I mean I like the idea of her being our slut, but I'm
afraid of losing our mom in the process." "That won't happen Jimmy,"
said Andrew, "you know she loves us and she always will.  I called her
a slut too, but when you said it, it sounded like you hated her guts."
"I know.  I thought about that most of the night and I know I was an
idiot for 

thinking that, but at the time I did.  Now the thought of her being
our slut really excites me, you know ?" "I know," Andrew said.  "Me
too," Brad and Timmy added.

Jimmy smiled at little Timmy.  "I know you do Timmy..  I heard you and
mom last night, and it sounded like you were having a ton of fun."
Timmy blushed.  "How much did you hear ?" "Everything.  But don't
worry, it's ok.  I just want you guys to know that the 

next time, no matter what I call mom, I still love her and she will
always be mom to me.  Are you ok with that ?" His three brothers
nodded in agreement.  "As long as you don't mind me just calling her
mom," Timmy added.  Jimmy smiled at his little brother.

"Can we all agree to call mom whatever we want to call her and do
whatever we want to do to her without the others getting mad or upset
or anything ?" "Sure Jimmy," Andrew said with a grin, "there is enough
of mom for all of us, right ?  And if she likes it, why should we
argue about it ?" "Exactly.  So does everyone agree ?" The all nodded
and agreed, and with that, their meeting had come to an end.


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Chapter 29  -  Jimmy and Mary Jane

Jimmy had decided to go straight home and tell his mom they hadn't
gone to school today, and instead had discussed amongst themselves how
they felt about 

the situation.  Maybe she'd get mad, but he was willing to take his
chances.  She would find out sooner or later anyway.  His brothers had
gone off to the mall and hang out for a while, and so he had walked
home by himself, left alone with his thoughts about himself and his
mom, and - most prominently - his cock buried in every hole she had.
He walked faster with every step, his cock growing harder by the
minute, and when he finally reached the front porch of their house, he
was out of breath.  He leaned against the door catching his breath.
>From within the house he heard the vacuum-cleaner buzzing away and he
>grinned 
to himself.

Mary Jane never heard her son come in, nor had she noticed him
sneaking up behind her.  She was too busy vacuuming and was facing the
opposite direction, 

humming to herself.  She had gotten back home about an hour ago, and
now she was humming contently. 

She got the pill and as of now she needn't worry about getting
pregnant.  Of course she still could be pregnant already, but she
figured that the chance of 

that was fairly slim.  She had decided not to worry about it for now.
Her period was due next week and she figured she'd start worrying if
she missed it.

Jimmy crept up behind her slowly, watching her ass wiggle in her tight
jeans, again grinning as her drew closer and closer.  His hands moved
passed her sides slowly and lingered for a moment, careful not 

to touch her just yet.  He moved his hands in front of her massive,
firm tits, forming cups with his palms and slowly I pulled back,
capturing her bosom and pulling her against him as he pressed his
crotch up against her ass.  "Hi mom," he grinned as he touched her.
Mary Jane jumped up at his touch.  She jumped away and turned around
swiftly, her eyes wide.  "Jimmy, what the fuck !  You scared the shit
out of me !!" Jimmy laughed as he saw the bewildered look on his
mothers face.  She was shaking like a leaf but slowly her angry and
startled face turned into a smiling one.  She walked up to him and
playfully hit him over the head.  "You asshole, you could have killed
me !" Jimmy was still laughing and Mary Jane couldn't help but start
to giggle herself as she thought of how her face must've looked.  Soon
they we're both laughing.  "Jeez, mom, you should've seen the look on
your face !" Jimmy managed to get out between laughs.  Finally after a
few minutes they began to calm down a little, and Jimmy told his mom
about what happened today and why they had skipped school.  "I
understand Jimmy," she said after listening to his story, "It was
probably a good idea to talk it over between yourselves.  Frankly I
was a bit worried about you myself.  I thought you might've lost
respect for me yesterday." He nodded.  "I think for a moment I did,"
he admitted, "but it was just happening so fast.  I just didn't know
how to handle it, but now I do." She smiled at him and ran her fingers
across his cheek and tenderly kissed him 

on the lips.  "I'm glad Jimmy," she said, "I won't jump to any
conclusions again, no matter what you do or say to me.  Just remember
I am yours to do with as you please, as long as you never forget that
I am your mother and you still have to answer to 

me if you screw up." He nodded.  He understood what she was saying,
and having her confirm her wants once again made him feel more sure of
himself.  Less afraid to use his mom, fuck her and make her suck him
and anything else he wanted to do to her. And WITH her.  "I know mom..
I love you."

She felt her eyes water when she heard her boy say that, and she
hugged him tightly.  He hugged his mom back.  "So you're sure you want
to be dominated by me ?"  He whispered into her ear.  She nodded
against his face.  "Sexually, yes."  Came her reply. "Why ?  Do you 

have something in mind ?" 'Oh, yes,' he thought to himself, smirking,
'oh yes indeed !' "Perhaps," he said as he broke their hug and looked
her in the eyes.

Mary Jane felt her face flush and a tingle went through her pussy and
up her spine.  She knew Jimmy was more than likely not only the most
experienced of her sons, 

but also the most kinky, most dominant and possibly most perverted.
She wondered what it was he wanted her to do, or what he wanted to do
to her.  In any case, she was ready for whatever his sick little mind
could think up, and she was more than willing to cater his every need
right now.  Her pussy had started to drip again and she could feel her
panties get wet.  She could just picture him on top of her, fucking
her brains out, and that picture was driving her into a horny frenzy.
Her nipples were hardening and were quite visibly poking through her
thin white shirt that said "I survived my ex-husband and all I got was
this lousy t-shirt" - a present her sister Ginger got her when her
husband finally upped and left her.  "So exactly what do you have in
mind, Jimmy ?" Jimmy's look sterned as he spoke.  "You may start by
calling me Sir, you little slut."



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Chapter 30  -  Submission

Mary Jane's eyes twinkled at her sons words.  It shocked her a bit at
first, but it also made her cunt tingle in a way it never had before.
Of course she should call him Sir, if she was to truly be submissive.
"Yes sir, I'm sorry sir."  She said with a sparkle in her eyes.  Jimmy
saw it and knew she was his.  "That's better," he said, "now for some
ground rules." She looked at him.  Ground rules ?  What did he mean ?
"Sir ?"  She asked, remembering to address her son properly.  "You
heard me.  I have thought up a little dress code for you to follow."
Actually he hadn't thought anything up yet, but he figured he would
make it up 

right there on the spot.  "First of all, from now on you will only
wear short skirts and pumps. You will 

not wear a bra and you will not wear panties, unless you are
instructed to do so. Do you understand ?" She nodded.  "I didn't hear
you.." "Yes sir," she whispered as she lowered her head. "Should I go
change now ?" "No, when I'm done with you, you can change.  Now I want
you to take off your clothes." "Yes sir," she said obediently as she
pulled her shirt up over her head.  "No !"  Jimmy said harshly,
correcting his bitch.  She dropped her shirt down again and looked at
him.  "Do it slowly.  I will sit and watch you."

Jimmy sat down on the chair and unzipped his pants, letting his boner
jump out 

of his fly.  Mary Jane looked at it and she actually started watering
from the 

mouth.  "Go on slut," Jimmy emphasized his order.  "Do it." Slowly she
hooked her fingers under her shirt and moved her body like a snake,
arching her back and gyrating her hips as she slowly pulled it over
her head.  Her tits were shaking and bouncing in their captivating
prison.  Her hands moved over her bra, rubbing her tits and cupping
them - squeezing them a little.

Jimmy had grabbed his cock and was slowly jerking himself off at the
sight of his mother doing a hot strip act right in front of him.

Her hands moved down and unbuttoned her jeans.  She turned away from
her boy and bent over, rotating and pumping her hips as she dropped
them to her ankles.  Slowly she slid onto her back and lifted her legs
up to her chest and removed her pants completely.  As soon as they
were safely gone she spread her legs apart widely and rubbed herself
over her panties, massaging her clit as she sought eye contact with
her horny teenage son.  She knew she was driving him crazy, but that
was the whole idea, so she licked 

her lips at him.  "Yeah slut," Jimmy panted - still jerking his cock
slowly so he wouldn’t cum to quickly, "take it all off and masturbate
for me."

Pulling her legs up again she pulled off her panties and tossed them
on the floor.  "No slut," Jimmy interrupted her, "lick them.. Lick the
crotch and taste your own wet sloppy cunt." He was right, she thought.
Her cunt was wet and sloppy and this rather kinky request had made it
even wetter.  This was what true sluts did, she figured, and she was
more than happy to oblige her son - her master actually - in his
request.  She sat up on her knees, spreading them wide apart and
leaned forward to her boy as she grabbed her wet panties and brought
them to her face.  The smell made her head spin and her pussy ache,
and hungrily she attacked her 

used underwear, lapping her tongue at the crotch.  She moaned as she
licked and anyone would think she was dying of thirst the way she was
lapping her cuntjuices off her panties.  She was thoroughly enjoying
her own taste and the nastyness of what she was doing and she licked
her stained crotch like there was no tomorrow, moaning loudly while
keeping eye-contact with her son.

"Yeah, lick it," he panted, "and pull out your tits.  I wanna look at
those fucking tits of yours.."

Her sons lewd behaviour and language were driving her crazy.  She slid
her free hand into her bra and pulled her tit up and out of it’s
captivity.  She did the same to her other tit and now they both were
pressed up by the bra.  Her nipples were hard as a rock and she
pinched her nipple, twisting it between her fingers and pulling it
hard, stretching her tit.

"Now finger your cunt, slut.  Masturbate for me." Again, she was more
than willing. She dropped onto her back again and as she spread her
legs her fingers found her cunt and started rubbing it hard.  She slid
a finger into her wet hole and then another and another.  Three
fingers began to plunge in and out of her cunthole as she fingerfucked
herself for her son.  It was the first time she had ever really
masturbated with anyone watching and 

she found that she was enjoying it tremendously.  So much in fact that
she felt an orgasm welling up deep inside her.

"Go on, mother," Jimmy hissed - his voice sarcastic as he spoke the
word ‘mother’, "cum for me.  Make yourself cum." Her fingers moved
in and out of her pussy faster and faster and her other hand 

started to rub her clit hard and fast.  Her breathing increased and
her moans got louder and louder.  Her hips started to pump back onto
her hands, her tits bouncing left to right and up and down as her body
was overtaken by an immense orgasm.  A stream of cuntjuice squirted
from her pussy and onto the floor and Jimmy watched in amazement.  He
had heard of women gushing like this when they came but he had never
seen it.  Mary Jane was as amazed as he was however.  She too had
known it was possible, 

but this was the first time it had ever happened to her and the feel
of her juices literally splashing against her hand and dripping off
her fingers make her cum again right there.

Jimmy was still looking at the puddle of cuntjuices forming on the
floor and he jumped up and ran to her when he felt he was cumming.  He
had meant to keep it in for a while longer, but what he just witnessed
had taken him right over the edge and past the point of no return and
he knew he was going to cum.  He dropped beside his mothers face and
she hungrily sucked in his cock just as 

it spurted it’s first thick load of sperm.  It hit the back of her
throat and she instinctively swallowed unable to force it back into
her mouth.  She managed to salvage the next three or four squirts
though and she kept them 

in her mouth and played with it with her tongue to get as much of her
sons, now familiar, taste as possible.

He withdrew his softening penis from her sperm-filled mouth and
watched her as 

she opened wide and gurgled his cum.  "That's it you cumslut," he
hissed at her, "play with my cum.." She closed her mouth again and
shook her head wildly as if she was making a sperm-milkshake.  Then
she sat up and opened her lips slightly and drooled her 

sons sperm down her chin and onto her big tits, massaging it in with
her hands.  Bubbles of cum formed around her lips and she stuck out
her tongue and lapped it back into her mouth before finally swallowing
the load.  She smiled up at him - her lips and chin still wet and her
teeth glazed in sperm - as she continued to rub her tits.  "May I go
change now sir ?" she asked with a nasty grin on her face.


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This story is still in progress you guys (and girls).  I would
appreciate your comments. Send them to damaster@hotmail.com Also check
out the website.  It will have all the new chapters as soon as I
finish them.  HTTP://WWW.MEDIAPORT.ORG/~COOL1/DAMASTER.HTML

DaMaSTeR

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