Damn. It’s almost Noon. I can’t believe I slept this late. I guess fucking ten college guys dry will do that though. I wonder where Steven is. Maybe he went back to his place for the night. Oh well, I’m sure he will find me if he wants me.
Sliding out from under the covers I make my way to my feet. I really expected to be a lot sorer than this. Especially my ass. After David gave me that first good ass reaming, it seemed like everyone wanted to do it. Guess all the practice with vibrators and dildos paid off. I throw a robe on and make my way to the kitchen. There I find a note from Steven.
“Hope you slept well. I didn’t set your alarm when I put you to bed. You were great last night. The guys want to make it a regular thing but I’m not so sure I want to share you quite that much. Anyway, I left a copy of the video for you if you want to see how you looked. I put it in your stash spot in case you forget about it after you read this note. Just a reminder, I have a date tonight with Stacie. She said she wants to stay in so I will probably just bring her back to my place around seven or so. I’ll be out this afternoon with some of my friends. See Ya Later- Steven. P.S. I spent the $1100 you made on a gift for you. It’s in you stash spot too.”
Such a sweet son. Not only does he blackmail me into being his subservient slut slave, but also he whores me out to fuck and suck 10 of his friends. Then to top it off, he takes the money I earned and bought me something. I better get a cup of coffee and get upstairs to see what he got me. And maybe take a look at that tape too.
I set my cup down on the dresser and open my closet door. I move a few things out of the way and open my hiding spot. This is where I keep all my toys and other things that I don’t want my husband, Jack, to find. There on top is a gift-wrapped box. Below it is a tape marked, “Pool Party.” I pick up both and go into my sitting room. I slide the tape into the VCR and turn on the TV. The music comes on as the screen fades from black to show me strutting out to where Steven and his friends are sitting by the pool. It’s obvious that my son has taken the liberty of doing some of his own party planning and hid a video camera somewhere near the patio looking out to where the party was starting. I pulled at the silk bow on the gift-wrapped box and lift the lid. Inside is a dark blue velvet bag, like the kind that Crown Royal comes in but longer. I loosen the tie at the top and spread open the bag. I reach in and pull out the most beautiful crystal dildo I have ever seen. In fact I have actually never seen one, except for pictures on the Internet. I also knew that they were quite expensive, but I had earned $1100 the night before on my back and several times on my knees. I notice an engraving on the base.
“To the best slut whore in the world. Use this when I can’t be around and you need to fuck one of your hot little holes.”
It dawns on me that my son would have had to make this purchase in advance. In fact, much in advance to get the engraving done. That means he has known for a while that he was going to whore me out to his friends at the pool party. Such a sweet son.
And speaking of the pool party, it looks like my son hid more than one camera, as there is now a different shot of me stripping for the guys. I watch the show admiring how well I looked and how well all the guys responded. Without thinking, I begin to stroke the crystal cock in my hand and begin to develop a nice, warm, wet feeling between my legs. I don’t make it to the end of the movie, but I am sure I will finish it later. I also broke in the new dildo, using it on my pussy while I watch the slut that I am on the screen sucking off her son in front of ten guys.
I’m sitting around the house later that afternoon. When Steven comes in. I stand and walk to him and place a kiss on his cheek. “Thank you so much,” I tell my son.
“For what?” he asks me.
“For everything. For the gift, for the video, for whoring me out to your friends, for making me your slut slave, for everything,” I gush. “Is there anything I can do for you know?” I ask hopefully.
“No, not right now. I gotta get ready for my date with Stacie. And as for those other things, some you deserve, some you earned, and some is so you will think of me when I’m not here,” Steven explains.
“Well if your sweet girlfriend doesn’t give you what you need, you come find me. I’ll take care of you just the way you like.”
“So you think Stacie is sweet. I kinda thought you didn’t like her,” Steve asks me.
“Well to be honest, I got really jealous of her getting fucked by you too. But I guess if you can share me with your friends, I should be able to deal with you getting it from someone besides me. Anyway, she is really hot. Do you enjoy fucking her?” I ask, my curiosity getting the better of me.
“It’s different than when I am with you. With you, I just tell you what I want and you do it, no questions asked. And that is really fucking hot in my book. With Stacie, it is more of a compromise. She tells me what she wants and I tell her what I want and we try to meet in the middle. Pun intended,” my son laughs.
“Well you get to enjoy the best of both worlds then. A hot young girlfriend and a hot older submissive slut slave at your beck and call. And you know I will do anything you want,” I tell my son, emphasizing the word, anything. “In fact, I will be on the computer tonight looking for hot chats, so if you want to or need to, come in and see me when you get done.”
“Okay, we’ll see,” Steven says as he places a hand on my ass and squeezes, leaving me with another kiss on the cheek. Then he takes off back to his place to get ready for his date.
Truth be known, I am jealous of Stacie. She is young and hot, with looks that cross between Britney Spears and Christina Applegate from her younger days on “Married with Children.” Besides, she has a better chance of keeping a hold of Steven than I do. And since my son didn’t want me to service him before he left, he has plans to build up a load to give to her and not me. Well maybe I’ll finish that movie and try out that crystal dildo again.
It’s about six thirty when Steven and Stacie come walking into the house. I am watching some dribble on TV and sipping a double. Since Jack isn’t around this weekend I can allow myself a drink or two or three. I found out long ago that whenever I drink, I get very sexually aroused. And that wouldn’t do if my straight-laced husband were around. And of course there is the hope that after Stacie goes home, Steven may want to play for a while.
“Hey, Mom. Is it okay if we watch a program in here? It’s on the dish and not cable so we can’t watch it at my place,” Steven explains.
“Sure, help yourself. I’m just channel surfing,” I allow knowing I would let him do whatever he wanted right now or any other time for that matter. Steven takes the remote and punches in the information and gets some movie. Barely five minutes later, his cell phone rings. He stands and moves into the foyer and talks for a few moments before returning.
“I need to go help Mark,” he tells us. “His car is broke down and he needs me to see if I can get it going or give him a ride. I’ll try not to be too long. Stacie you want to go or stay here?”
“I’ll stay here. I’m sure your Mom can keep me company,” she says.
“Okay. Great. I’ll be back when I can. Call me if you need anything,” Steven says as he turns to walk towards the front door.
Stacie turns and looks at me as Steven walks away. “I hope you don’t mind me staying around. I’ve been stuck as a tag along for car repairs and it’s not something I really enjoy.”
“No, not at all. We’ve never really had much of a chance to get to know each other,“ I offer trying to hide my jealous feelings.
“That would be nice. I don’t have much in the way of female friends, and my Mom and I don’t really talk, so it’ll be nice to hang with you,” Stacie says.
