"Well Carol, I told you it would be...well, stimulating to meet us all." Mum said as we closed the doors on the realtors smart electric SUV. We had hurried out the office after mums dominatrix display of her control over my sister and I. Well, especially my sister, whom we had left recovering from the power and intensity of her correction. Dad stayed with her to drive her to catch us up together, but mainly he really needed to fuck his daughter when she was recovered.
Our excess of castigating chastising meant we had missed the first property viewing, but it was empty so easy to do later. But the next one the owner had travelled down specially as he liked to be there, so mum, Carol and I rushed off after I had cleaned Carol up Licking that sweet nectar my sister had squirted so abundantly over Carol's lush, surgically tightened tits had been so fucking horny for both of us. We would have carried on longer, but mum had hurried us out, cutting short what was likely foreplay to rather more fun.
Mum hadn't bothered putting her too small blouse, or whatever it was back on, just using the light and transparently thin summer cardigan, which did little to support, restrain or hide her abundant, sagging tits. Carol hadn't been allowed to refit her bra on her surgically tightened and lifted, rather than enlarged, tits. I had lecherously enjoyed as slid and then shimmied her smart grey dress back on, just a little too tight after adding a few pounds her flesh wobbled and squished delightfully. As the skirt of her dress fell mum had whipped her panties down making her step out of them and be quite nude underneath. Carol had made to protest but mum was in the matriarch mood and projecting the certain something that just made you, anybody obey her despite themselves.
I had managed somehow to squeeze my rampant hard cock back into the pairs of dad's borrowed, rather too small, slacks. Even with the silicone ring removed it was uncomfortable to say the least. Sitting in the middle of the back seat I had to flop mySelf, balls and all, out so they weren't crushed. Sitting there I could lean forward to chat with my mum, my hot and horny GILF and her filthy, flirty MILF friend, whom it was now clear, as I suspected, that they had somehow been in touch with each other before.
"Oh fuck yes...Mistress? It suits you so well, you looked so, oh, so magnificent back there. May I keep calling you that?" Carol shivered and turned briefly to look at mum, who was sat upright in the passenger seat. "It suits you so and..." she looked forward at the road and swallowed.
"You were pretty filthy when we used to message, Carol, am I right that you said you had a fancy for your mother to boss you?" Mum raised a questioning.
"Oh fuck yes, not poppa strangely, but ooh, as a kid I hated it but when I was grown up, well it was weird but, yeah, well, fuck it yes, weirdly I wanted my mummy to spank me but when I got back from college I never, it never, we never...then I left and...so, yes, fuck yeah I like calling you my, well, I loved it when when you were my mistress for a bit back there, right now if we could?" Carol gave a nervous shudder as she confessed her mommy fantasy.
"I enjoyed it too Carol and think that would be best if l continue as such." Mum agreed, reaching across to stroke our little new friends fabulous, fleshily fat thigh, sliding her hand up under the dress of Carols skirt.
"Ok you two hot and horny old bitches, what the fuck is this with you two dirty mommas. You know each other I reckon and that back there was surely a bit of a set up somehow. It's like you were taken aback a bit but you weren't totally surprised Carol. Shocked for sure as mum went in full on, but just not quite shocked or surprised enough I reckon." I couldn't hold my curiosity any longer.
"Sweetie!" Mum snapped, pulling herself round to look back at me. "You forget yourself, I am your Mistress Mother and you will address and respect me as such." She cast a withering glance down at my throbbing cock raising a threatening hand, although she probably couldn't land much of blow in that position.
"Um, yes, sorry my mistress, my mother that I didn't, umm, for the lack of respect, sorry Carol." I stammered, I had indeed spoken out of turn.
"Thank you sweetie and I will add that to your castigation and your correction tonight to that already due for your earlier insolence, although my disobedient, dear darling of a daughter did lead you astray. But you do not need to apologize to Carol, who really is our hot and horny old bitch, aren't you my old, new friend?" She sat back and moved her hands back to Carols thighs.
"Yes I am mistress!" She wriggled in her seat, blushing anew at the thrill of her new status.
"But yes, sweetie, we have been in touch, well just messaging mostly, never met before though." Mum had turned her head round to look back at me. "How long Carol, do we have time to fill sweetie in?"
"Oh easily mistress." She turned briefly to mum and gave her a sweet, naughty smile. "I guess maybe fifteen or so."
"Well then, remember when we were chatting on the phone, getting more flirty, dirty and even phone sex?" Mum asked me.
"How could I forget mother, jeez you got me so fucking aroused. Those teasing selfies..." I drifted off in the filthy thought and shuddered with pleasure.
"You and me both sweetie! Well, my maternal instincts, my maternal desires for you, my own sweet son, were fucking all I could think about so after a bit of searching I found...Well I found a private forum for mature mums interested in incest, and especially submissive children."
"More like fucking obsessed about it Mistress. May I?" Carol glanced at mum who nodded that she should continue. "I had been on there for awhile before. My Tim left for Uni like a callow, geeky boy of no interest but as his first winter break was at his dad's I didn't see him for seven, eight months. Then when I did my little Tim was the hunky, handsome man of my dreams, my desires. I wanted, I needed, to have him, to show him his own mothers deepest love, but I..." She bit her lip. "I was scared, scared I was so bad to think like that, scared in case he said no."
"Oh trust me Carol, he wouldn't have said no! I doubt there is a son around who wouldn't be all in to fuck a fit little mother cunt like you." I reached a hand over to touch her shoulder And she glanced at me in the mirror.
"Really sweetie? I flashed him by accident on purpose, let him see as much of me as I could hoping he would take me. Revealing clothes, showering right before he would and the door off the latch, or sleeping on top of the bed naked with the door open. I know he came into my room, took nudes of me as I was, still am, paying his phone bills and had kept access to his cloud, still has them I get notifications he still looks at them...I just love that he has them, still looks at them." She shuddered with l,erasure at the naughty memories. "Just fucking love it."
"Oh Carol, if you had let him know you are awake...I bet he wasn't just taking photos in there but wanking and ready good and hard to fuck his gorgeous mum." I said, disbelieving she had got so close with Tim without quite closing the deal.
"Oh I know he did sweetie, mistress, there were semen stains on the sheet, some even landed on my leg and I used to taste it after." She shivered with delight. "But I just, oh I just believed, knew it was so wrong, so disgusting and unnatural and what if he just called me a dirty slut of a whore mother!"
"Oh my friend, as you have seen with us, it's the most wonderful and the most natural love imaginable. And speaking for myself, the greatest compliment my son has given me is to call me his dirty slut of a whore mother. It's what all mother are, what we should be for our sons, should want to be for ourselves." Mums hand consolingly stroked her friends thigh.
