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(M-teen/F, nc, rp, inc, drugs) *** She was 15 when she had me, and in a strange twist of fate, I was 15 when I had her, lol. So she was 30, and still in good shape. Not a supermodel, to be sure, but I've seen guys with a lot worse looking women. And she exercised regularly, so her body was firm. To be honest, I had never thought about her in a sexual way. In fact, I seldom thought about her at all. She was just a nagging, always on my ass mother of a teenage boy. But that all changed one night. I was hanging out in the basement, with Chris and Matt. They were both 17, almost 18, and a "bad influence", as my mother constantly harped at me. But of course, that only made me want to hang with them even more. They had taught me a few things, like how to shop lift small stuff without getting caught. And which houses in the neighborhood had windows that could be peeked in at night, with totally clueless housewives putting on a skin show and not even realizing it, as they got ready for bed. And once, even watching a fuck session. I jerked off so many times, remembering that night. I told the guys it was a shame we couldn't video tape it, and then blackmail them into letting us fuck the wife. They both grinned wickedly at that one, but didn't say anything. I was really surprised that two cool guys like that allowed a 15 year old like me to hang with them. I never thought about it till long afterwards, but maybe they planned what happened all along, and only used me to get my Mom. Even after I thought about it, I didn't care. Fucking her was too much fun to worry about the "why" aspect. Whether it was intentional or not, they had been "priming" me, talking about all the pussy they had gotten, and what sluts women were, and that entire "women's lib" thing was a pile of shit, because women existed to be dominated by men. They existed for us to fuck, when we wanted, however we wanted. To a horny 15 year old, that was powerful talk. Anyway, it was about two weeks after watching the couple fuck. The three of us were in the basement, smoking pot and watching a porn dvd that Chris had stolen from his old mans collection. I was hornier than hell, watching the broads sucking cock and getting fucked in all three holes. When Mom walked in and caught us. She immediately began to freak out, demanding that Chris and Matt leave, take the pot with them, and never step foot in her house again. Matt had already gotten up and was standing behind her. She saw the action on the screen and turned beet red with anger, asking what I thought I was doing, watching that sort of thing. Chris stood up and faced her, and calmly told her we watched it cause we didn't have any pussy to fuck for real. Mom looked shocked, then raised her arm to slap Chris. Before she could swing, Matt grabbed her from behind and pinned her arms. Her struggling was useless, but it did make her bathrobe open a bit. I hadn't really noticed till then, but she must have come downstairs straight from taking a shower. Her hair was damp, and it was obvious now she had nothing on under the robe. At least, no bra. Chris lifted the bottom of her robe and spread it wide, revealing my moms cunt. He licked his lips. "Maybe we didn't have a pussy to fuck before, but it sure looks like we got one now!" Matt had allowed her struggling to help him fully open the top of her robe, revealing her still firm breasts. They looked fantastic, to me. But, to be totally honest, they were the first real tits I'd ever seen, if they had weighted 20 pounds apiece, I would have thought they looked great. The fact that they were my mothers was totally forgotten. Until Matt started groping one and reminded me. "Do these look familiar, Tim?" "They should, you used to suck on them when you were a baby." "Would you like to try sucking them again?" Mom snapped out of the shock of being held and exposed. "Tim, no, you can't son, stop these creeps, make them let me go!" Matt held her tight, but continued to massage her boob. Then Chris stepped closer to her. "Well, Tim, if you don't want to suck them, do you mind if I do?" With that, he took Moms breast away from Matt and pinched her nipple, not hard enough to make her scream, but playfully. Then he lowered his head and began to lick it until her nipple began to stiffen, then he started sucking it. Moms struggling had caused her other boob to come free of her robe, and now it was bouncing around. And my cock was straining against my under-shorts. Suddenly, Chris's cock was out of his pants, and pointing straight at my Mom. Matt bend her arms and forced her to her knees. My mouth became dryer than it had ever been, I knew what was going to happen. Chris was going to make my Mom suck his cock. This was the defining moment, I could stand and watch my Mom get orally raped, or I could try and stop it, protect her. I have always blamed the pot, and the horniness of being 15, but I stood there and watched the live sex show in front of me. Matt yanked on Moms hair, making her yell out. Before she could close her mouth, Chris's cock was in it. "You bite me, bitch, both you and your son are going to die." She seemed to sag, not just physically, but mentally too. She resigned herself the fact that she was going to suck cock tonight, and her son was not going to help her. I don't know if it ever occurred to her that he would join in. To be honest, at that point, it hadn't really registered with me either. Mom knelt, with Matt holding her down. I guess her plan was to get it over with as quick as possible, because she really began working on Chris's dick, sucking for all she was worth. It was too much for a 17 year old boy, he came fast, shoving his dick down her throat as far as he could. He told her to swallow it all, not to spill a drop, or she'd get the shit beat out of her. Mom obeyed, keeping her lips sealed tight around his shaft while she swallowed. She hung her head in shame, but her ordeal wasn't over yet. Matt was still behind her, and had worked his pants and shorts down to his ankles. He shoved her forward onto her hands and knees, and mounted her doggy style. Her head was done, she was done trying to fight back. She just knelt there, getting fucked while her own son watched. And her son was getting hornier and hornier every second. Chris nudged me, "You getting turned on by this?" I blushed, my erection pushing against my pants was obvious. Made brave by the pot, I answered. "Yes, I am, so fucking turned on, you wouldn't believe." "Go for it, man, her mouth is empty, and I can tell you, she's a fantastic cock sucker." He rubbed my hard on through my jeans. That was all I could take. I dropped my pants, kicked them off, along with my shorts, and stepped close to Mom, I waved my cock in her face. "Suck it." She started to protest, but Matt interrupted his doggie fucking long enough to reach up and grab one of her tits and pinch her nipple. "Go ahead, whore, give your son a blow job, suck him off. Or you are going to really get hurt." Mom never changed her expression, just opened her mouth for me. I slipped my cock in her mouth and closed my eyes as she started to suck on it. I closed my eyes and moaned. It was every bit as good as I imagined, better, even, knowing it was own Mother sucking me off. I arched my back and shot my load in her mouth, coming much sooner than I wanted. In all the porn stories I have read on the net, the women always keep sucking until there is no more cum left in the guys cock. I guess Mom didn't read those stories, because she had stopped sucking, and showed no interest in starting again. I pulled my cock out of her mouth, and stroked it, one more gush of cum spurted out, hitting her in the face. Watching me, and seeing that happen, pushed Matt over the edge, he came in Mom too, shooting deep into her cunt. He pulled out and shot a couple loads over her ass. All three of us got in front of her, looking her over. Chris grabbed her arm and pulled her to her feet, left her standing there, nude and dripping cum off her face and ass. "Damn, Janice! You are really a mess. You need another shower." He took her arm. "Come on, we'll get you cleaned up." They started moving towards the stairs, and Mom yanked her arm away from him. Chris turned and looked at me. "Is she always this bitchy after she makes love?" I didn't bother to point out that it hadn't really been "making love", it was actually "rape." I also didn't ask why we were following Mom upstairs. Chris and Matt were, so I did. And we followed her right into the bathroom. She tried to shut the door when she walked in, but Matt blocked her and we all went in together. "You go ahead and shower, Janice, we'll just watch." I said nothing, after all, after getting gang banged by three teenagers, one of whom was her own son, letting the boys watch her shower seemed tame. Mom is usually really fussy about the bathroom, having a fit if I get any water on the floor, but this time, she just didn't care. The three of us stood there, enjoying the show, with Chris and Matt making occasional comments about Moms tits or her ass or her cunt. I glanced at them, they both had their cocks out again, stroking as they watched her. I know should have been angry, or embarrassed, or something, but I really wasn't. After all, I had just watched both of them have sex with her, and I had gotten a blow job from her too. She finished with her shower, and stepped out. Matt and Chris both had towels, and dried her off. They grabbed her arm and led her to her bedroom, then sat her on the bed. She didn't even bother to try and cover her breasts or her cunt now. Matt stared. "You just got raped, and raped good, but it's not over yet, not anywhere near over. "You're our cunt now, our toy, we're going to get fucked every day, whenever we want." "Us, and your son too, he's just as horny as we are." "And from the way he looked while you were sucking him off, he don't feel one bit guilty about it." "Don't think of going to the police, that will only make things real, real bad for you." "Besides, you don't want the entire world to know you sucked your own sons cock, do you?" Mom didn't answer, so Matt grabbed her hair and yanked on it, pulling Moms head up. "He asked you a question, you don't want the whole world to know you blew your own son and fucked his friends, do you?" Mom just shook her head no. She was beyond speaking. "So you ain't going to give us any trouble, and you ain't going to call the police, or do anything stupid, right?" This time, she nodded her head yes. "We'll be back tomorrow, with the outfits you are going to be allowed to wear here in the house, you'll wear what we tell you, when we tell you, and you won't bitch, will you?" Again, Mom just nodded her head to agree. "Now, since it's going to happen, you might as well make it as good as you can." He handed mom a joint that Chris had lit up. Mom took it without changing her expression and began to inhale. Matt sat down on one side of her, Chris on the other, and each took a breast and began playing with it. It was so intense, or erotic. Mom sitting there nude, and two delinquents playing with her jugs like it was nothing, and her just allowing it. Matt grabbed my shirt with his free hand and pulled me closer, then stood up. He was still holding moms tit, but offered it to me. "Here, take this while I get undressed." I sat down beside my Mom and began playing with her breast. Considering that I had all ready cum in her mouth, playing with her tit seemed pretty tame. But it sure was fun. And it was giving me another hard on. Well, maybe watching Matt strip and knowing he was about to fuck Mom again had something to do with my erection too. In seconds, he was completely nude, and hard. He took Chris's place next to Mom, and her other tit. Then he reached over, took her hand, and put it around his cock. "Just play with it lightly, don't make me cum yet. I'm saving my load till later." Chris striped quickly, and took my place and the tit I was handling. My turn now. Down in the basement, we had only dropped our pants for the sex, now I was going to be completely nude, in front of Mom and my friends. Well, Mom had all ready seen my cock, up-close, real close. Then I was totally nude, and I was a bit relieved to see that my cock wasn't much smaller than either of theirs, at least, not when it was hard and it counted. Matt and Chris looked at me, and laid back on the bed, using my Moms tits. They wrapped their legs around hers, and pulled back, spreading Moms legs wide and opening up her cunt. I was staring right at it, right up inside it. "Go ahead, fuck her. Get your first real cunt, you came out of there, now you can cum in there." I couldn't back down, not in front of the two older boys, my buddies. To be honest, I didn't WANT to back down, I wanted to fuck her. I wanted to have real sex. I moved forward, got on the bed between her legs, and put my cock against her cunt. With a thrust of my hips, I was inside my own Mother, I was fucking her! I knew fucking was supposed to feel fantastic, but I had never imagined anything so great. We hadn't worried about rubbers, I was fucking Mom the way fucking was supposed to be done. I also wasn't the least bit concerned about her getting pregnant. I suppose I should have been worried about her catching something from those other two, but I was more involved with my own sensations. I tried to think of things I hated, to slow myself down, but it didn't do much good, I came way faster than I wanted to. I stayed in Mom till my cock shrank, something I had read in on line porno stories soooo many times, and it did feel good. When I finally pulled out, my buddies clapped. Matt laughed, "So, what's it like to be a real Mother Fucker?" I just grinned. "It feels great." "Mind if I get sloppy seconds?" "Go right ahead." Of course, neither of the other guys had worn condoms either, they didn't give a shit if she got knocked up,.... not their problem." That's pretty much the way it went for the rest of the night. Fucking and smoking a few more joints, just to keep Mom compliant. I lost track of how many times I fucked her, and how many times Matt and Chris fucked her. I only know the bed was a mess when I finally woke up, the room smelled like pot and cum, and Matt and Chris had left. I had a weird taste in my mouth, and instantly knew it was cum. So I had sucked one, or both, of them off too. And when I tried to move, I got a ripping pain in my ass. No need to wonder what had happened, only to wonder if it had been one of them, or both? I left Moms room and showered, trying to come to grips with the changes in our life now. My two friends had made it perfectly plain Mom was going to be there sex toy, or slave. And from the taste in my mouth and the soreness of my ass, maybe I was going to be their toy too. I was still in the shower when Mom came in, still nude, sat down on the toilet and began to piss. I should have been shocked, Mom had always, always, locked the door and insisted on total privacy in the bathroom. After last night, though, I guess any idea of "privacy" was gone for good. Maybe using the toilet in front of me didn't shock me, but when she stood up and stepped into the shower with it, it did shock me. She acted like I wasn't there, almost. Even when I took the soap and began running it over her body, she just accepted it. I took that as a sign that it was ok to do what I wanted. I washed every inch of her, even making her bend way over so I could soap her ass up. Our shower has the nozzle on the long hose, so I used it to spray up her asshole and clean it out good. Not an enema, exactly, but a nice clean butt-hole. I also used the spray to flush her cunt out good, and gave her a mild orgasm doing it. I sat down in the tub, between her legs, so I could really see what I was doing. I said "mild" because she stiffened up and trembled, from the position I was in, I could even see her pussy lips quivering, and her nipples became thick and long. In a way, it was almost disappointing. She was more like pudding in my hands, doing what I wanted, but showing no reaction to it at all. Some enthusiasm or resistance would have been more fun. But, she was nude and it was sex, so I didn't complain. Then I had her flush out my ass too. I had never really done that before, I have to admit, the water hitting my asshole felt great. In fact, it felt so great, it gave me another hard on. I stood up and had mom suck me off right there in the shower. It was the best yet, being in her mouth, with the feeling of the water spraying over me. I came fast, didn't have much of a load after last night, but that was hardly a surprise. We got out of the shower and dried each other off, then I left to get dressed, and Mom began to brush her teeth. While I was dressing, I tried calling Chris and Matt, neither answered their cell phones. Then I headed down for breakfast. I walked past the bathroom, and Mom was still brushing her teeth and gargling. I had heard about women doing things like that after being raped, either they take showers every 10 minutes, or constantly wash their hands or change clothes continually, it was a reaction, they felt "dirty". I told her she had brushed enough, get something on and get my breakfast ready. I was ordering her around, I know, but I wasn't really sure how this "sex slave" thing worked. It was sort of difficult to spend an evening fucking your Mom, then get up the next morning and act like everything was perfectly normal. Mom came downstairs, fully dressed. I mean "fully", she was acting like it was minus degrees outside, she had an undershirt, shirt and sweater, heavy pants, and shoes, not sneaks, like she normally wears. Another response to last night, I had heard that rape victims often try to hide their bodies as much as possible. I had the radio on, more from force of habit than anything else, when the local news came on. The story almost made me collapse. "Two local youths, Matt Reman and Chris Vort, were arrested early this morning, for attempting to purchase drugs from an Undercover Officer. After the police officer identified himself and informed them they were under arrest, they jumped the officer and beat him, then tried to get the drugs and run. They were later caught by the back up squat and are now in the County Jail awaiting arrainment. "When we contacted their parents, Mr. and Mrs. Reman refused to comment. Mr. Vort said his son was a delinquent, and was exactly where he belonged." "Further, Mr. Vort said he had no intention of posting bail, so his son would probably be right where he belonged for quite awhile." I was in shock, but not really surprised, yet again. Those two were dumb enough to do something like that, trying to beat up a cop, steal his drugs and think they could get away. Mom had sat there with her mouth open all through the story. Then she began to laugh and cry, probably for happiness, at the same time. Chris and Matt got what they deserved, but that left me with a crisis, and a huge decision to make. I could let it all end now, and go back to being Mom and me, perfectly normal, and jerking off every night to internet porn, OR I could try and keep the sex slave thing going and get real pussy whenever I wanted. I looked at mom, stood up and moved behind her. "I don't see what you're so happy about." She threw her arms up and laughed again. "Those two rapist hoods are in jail, and are going to be, for a long, long time!" "I know, I feel sorry for you now, Mom." The smile, grin, quickly faded from her, she seemed to shrink setting in the chair. "Why?" She asked it in a very small, quiet voice. I took a handful of hair and gently pulled her up out of her chair, and turned her so she was facing me. "They said they were going to be back today, with the outfits you'd be allowed to wear." "Since they aren't coming back, that means, nothing to wear." I shoved my hands up inside her layers of shirts and under her bras, kneading her tits again. She tried to resist me. "You realize, they're lawyer will try some tricky maneuver, like using me for their alibi for where they were last night." "Now, I'd be under oath, and I'd have to admit we spent the entire evening and night gang banging my own mother." Or I could be convinced to lie, IF you do what you're were told, and keep me happy. Your choice, what will it be?" Tears started to form in Moms eyes as she began taking off her clothes. THE ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 51