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Greetings Cats and Kittens... this is your old pal SplatCat here... Just so
you know all future posts will be under the name RedPaw from now on.
Due to many requests I have decided to try and keep the story going a bit
longer. I do have others I will be posting shortly that I'm working on....
Snow Day Part 2... Poor Kathy is still being tormented by her sex crazed
daughter.
NEW!! Mother's Obsession... a mother tries to bring the stories she reads
on alt.sex.stories to life in her own family...weather they want it or not!
NEW!! Cleaning up..... a short story about a day in the life of a husband
forced to lick his wife's sloppy pussy clean after her lovers leave for the
night.
And now....
Making Mother My Slut 16b
(All dressed up and no one to blow)
Janice sat on the corner of her bed avidly chewing on the crotch of her
pussy soaked panties. The taste of her own juices flooding her mouth, Janice
thought about her sons words about getting use to the taste.
"Does he really expect me to lick another woman's..PUSSY!" she thought to
herself. "My God what is he planning to turn me into...."
She looked over at her son as he dug through the pile of clothes on the
floor, picking out his mothers "costume" for the day. As she watched she
found her eyes drifting toward his crotch. Her heart fluttered a little as
she eyed the bulge beneath her son's jeans. Images of the previous night
flashed through her mind...
"God it felt so good... The deep thrusts... the endless pounding he gave
my pussy....the feel of my little boy's big dick inside me.." Janice began to
suck on the panties harder as her pussy began to drool with desire. Suddenly
the taste wasn't so bad, and she even thought the idea of crawling between
her bosses long shapely legs wasn't all that bad either.
"What do you think mom?"
The sound of her son's voice brought her out of her day dream and she
looked at the clothes she would be wearing for the day.
"Mith loopth fin hooneth..." Janice said, as she tried to talk around the
wad of spit soaked silk in her mouth.
"What?.. Take the panties out of your mouth you stupid slut," John said
laughing.
Janice's face burned brightly with shame at her son's words. One of the
things she found hardest to get use to was him constantly calling her a slut.
She reached into her mouth and pulled out the balled up wet pair of panties
and then stretched her mouth a few times before repeating what she had said
earlier.
"I said, it looks fine honey."
"Good. I'm glad you like it... not that it really matters." He said
with an air of confidence. "Either way you'd be wearing it today. Now get
dressed while I go make a few phone calls."
Janice placed the spit soaked panties down on the bed and got up to change
into her assigned clothes.
"Ah..ah..that's a naughty girl mom. You forgot your mid day snack on the
bed."
Janice looked back in confusion. "Wha.... Snack?"
John grinned wickedly and walked passed her toward the bed.
"Of course mom. I mean, if you don't keep them tasty... they don't make
much of a snack do they?" John held up the panties Janice just had in her
mouth.
"Oh God... ," was all she could think as he came towards her and began to
stuff the now cold pair of wet panties between the lips of her shaved pussy.
She kept her eyes closed the whole time, till he had managed to stuff them
snugly within the moist confines of her cunt. To her shame the feel of her
sons fingers probing her cause her nipples to stiffen...a fact she new her
son did not miss.
When she opened her eyes she saw him just standing in front of her with a
smile on his face. He leaned forward and kissed her sweetly. This caught
Janice by surprise, the sudden change in attitude from cruel and degrading to
sweet and caring.
"You see what happens when you're a good girl mom." John said as he held up
his hand to show off all the juice her pussy had drooled onto his fingers as
he stuffed her cunt full of the panties.
Janice suddenly understood what he meant. He had given her the kiss as a
reward for being slutty enough to get off on his abuse.... He was praising
her for being a "good whore". She was outraged, humiliated... but still
managed to whisper out a "Thank you" to her son before going to put on her
clothes...
******
The outfit was actually quite stylish and tasteful, which surprised
Janice. She had expected her son to dress her like a 2 dollar whore right
off, but instead he had laid out a mid-length light tan skirt, pearl-white
button up blouse, toupe pantyhose, and black flats for her to wear. Even
more surprising, he had included one of Janice's old bras for her, so she
wouldn't have to worry about going braless today.... or so she thought. Upon
closer inspection she noticed several "alterations" to her clothes.
The bra was definitely one of her older ones, as it fit very tight and
caused, a good portion of her nipples and surrounding tit to "squeeze" out of
the holes he had cut in the center of each cup. This made her nipples look
impossibly long and hard under the blouse. She also discovered that moving
made the light cotton blouse brush deliciously over each straining nipple.
The cotton panel crotch of the pantyhose had been cut away to keep her
bald pussy exposed. Fortunately the knee length skirt would more than hide
this fact... unfortunately she realized now, that if her pussy grew wet
while she sat, it would quickly show up on the light colored skirt as a wet
spot. Something she could not hide at all.
The shoes were also picked for a reason, one she dearly hoped she was
wrong about. Her son had chosen the plain black flats not for their
conservative looks.... but because he planed for her to do a lot of walking
instead of driving. He wanted to "show off" his new prize to the world.
Lastly, laying on the bed was one of her smaller dildos, and a butt plug
that was much larger than she thought she could ever get inside her. She eyed
them for a moment and then picked both up and dropped them into her purse and
headed down to present herself to her son. As she passed her mirror, she
appeared like the conservative, middle-aged mother she once was..but
underneath she still felt like a slut... Her pussy was bare..her nipples
tingled with each step and once her son made her shove that huge plug up her
ass, she new her ass would be wiggling as she walked.
Her son had made a very powerful statement to her in choosing the
conservative clothes. She now new that no matter what she wore, she would
still be a slut...his slut. The image in the mirror was a lie. It was the
"old" Janice Monroe. The typical mother of one and independent business woman
was gone forever...and she now knew it.
Janice would have to make the best of her new life....
********
Janice grunted as she stood holding her skirt up around her waist with
one hand...and trying to push the greased butt plug up her straining ass with
the other...
"It...ugh...won't.....ugh...fit...John.. It's just to big," she whined as
her son watched her lean up against the stair's railing and pushing the huge
plastic knob up against her un-yielding ass....
"I was afraid of that. That's why I called around and found out where we
can get you a few new toys to help "stretch" you out a little.
Janice dropped the shinny buttplug on the floor and turned toward her son.
Her stomach suddenly sank and her breath grew short. She had a horrible
feeling about just where her son had decided to go to get her new "toys".
"John, you don't mean that shop near my work...... the one where I bought
my other ..other..umm...stuff"
"You mean where you bought your dildos, and buttplug, and porno magazines,
and...." John let his voice trail off. "Yes that is exactly where I mean
mom...why?"
"I just don't..I mean maybe we should go somewhere other than...." Janice
fumbled to find a way of convincing her son not to make her go back to that
sex shop. He new nothing of what she had done there last time..and didn't
dare tell him.
John watched his mom puzzled for a moment. She was hiding something from
him, that was for sure...exactly what though he didn't know, but it did have
to do with the Sex Shop downtown.
"Please John...we can go anywhere else but there... Please.."
"Why mom? Tell me why and maybe...just maybe I'll change my mind."
Janice new if she told him he would make her go back anyway, and maybe do
more than just buy new toys...much more. No, her best bet was to just say
nothing and hope nothing happens at the shop this time.
Pray she could just get in and out with no hassle
John waited for his mom to say something, but when she just hung
her head low and said nothing, he knew she had decided not to argue the
point.
"Good, now that that's settled we can get going."
"I'll get my car keys...," Janice said in a defeated tone.
"Oh don't bother mom. We're taking the bus to downtown... oh and since the
plug is too big for the moment.. Use the smaller dildo I gave you instead.
That way you'll have something to keep you entertained on the ride.
Janice didn't try an argue...she just hiked her skirt back up and began
pushing the pink dildo against her asshole till it forced it's way in and
sank deep into her bowels.
John watched the whole thing and then picked the plug up off the floor.
He held it up to Janice's face and just said... "Mom, when I'm done with you,
you'll wish your ass was tight enough to hold this inside without slipping
out. He smiled, gave her a peck on the cheek, dropped the plug and walked
out the door.
Janice looked down at the monstrous piece of plastic her son had dropped
and was worried that he meant what he had just said....
...
.....
But she was scared over the fact that it turned her on..
Janice ran after her son...slamming the door behind her as she left.
**************
Well folks that's it for right now... I've got other stories on the way.
For more stories and pictures come visit my webpage at
http://www.pe.net/~redpaw
I haven't had a chance to archive everything, so the site will be updated
often in the next few weeks.
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