"Payback time, you spiteful, ungrateful little cunt. Your frumpy, dumpy mummy is going to teach you a lesson like your pathetic daddy never could!" Carol spat out the words with relish as she stood at the head of the table her daughter was strapped to. She hadn't believed my arch-manipulator mother, our mistress mother, could have given her the chance for such divinely perverse revenge and retribution.
Now we were at the heart of this lesson in submission and obedience for Suzy. Now she would really find out why she was naked, spreadeagled face down and strapped to the table. It wasn't by chance, some twist of kinky fate, albeit a very, very kinky one, that she had found herself not just agreeing, but pleading to be subjugated to the deviant desires of mother dominatrix, my own dear mum.
Suzy had been persistently cruel and vindictive to our fabulous new fuck buddy, my madam and her mum Carol. Not just through the teenage struggles, that's to be expected, but now deep into her twenties. Aping the cruel comments of Carol's ex, Suzy had undermined her mother for years with caustic, Snippy, comments about her mums height, weight, face looks and style generally. Suzy did so from her perspective as a self consciously overly-pretty blonde, with a conventionally perfect baby doll body, a magnet for a certain type of man who like the baby doll rather than a real woman.
That hadn't, however, stopped Suzy repeatedly returning to and relying on her mother. The baby doll type men, well more especially their money, proved not to be so reliable as her dumpy, dumpy mummy. Carol had lived in the shadow of her haughtily snide and snippy daughter until she got chatting to my mum, through a mature mums incest online private forum. So, when mum greeted Tom at the railway station she said he was our first guest at what was becoming Inn C'Est, that honor in fact belongs to Carol.
When the rest of our family met Carol she was, we thought, just our realtor, unaware she and mum had been in flirty, dirty contact already. Pretty much as soon as we all got meet her she got to experience, relish and revel in how much we desired her hot, buxom bouncing beauty, unlocking her true sensually suppressed and derided, self confident self. And how.
At age 50, just when she was exactly twice her spiteful daughters age, Carol unlocked her many delightful, debauched and depraved desires. Just with a little help from her new friends, my insatiable, incestuous family.
We first met Carol the day we viewed the partially restored house and holiday cottage business (https://www.literotica.com/s/aging-parents-visit-grown-son-ch-19). We didn't know mum and Carol had kind of set up in advance what happened that day. It started with mum demonstrating how to chastise a daughter to shortly after my fantasy role play of Carol's son as part of her own long held incestuous fantasy.
But what had really helped Carol throw off the shackles of lifelong and inhibition was the first weekend she came to stay with us. Dad had an invite to a trade junket, meaning a few days at a great hotel spa, yes he was supposed be retired and had definitely sold the business. He kept a keen interest, however, and many contacts in the business and with the work still to do at our new purchase that was all useful again. It was also all expenses paid for him by a long standing supplier, and for plus one. Mum had always raved about this particular Spa and so my sister begged to go as the +1 now that she too could properly meet dads needs during the trip.
So one Friday morning mum, my son Tom and myself hugged goodbye to dad and babe as they whooshed silently away in dads fancy EV SUV. Mum set Tom and myself to do some chores for the rest of the morning whilst she loafed around, ogling us and fingering herself constantly as we all three were naked. It was still a novelty for my son to be with his naked, indeed openly masturbating grandma and he could certainly sustain an impressive erection. So as we busied ourselves with the dull but essential tasks, his arousal just spiked mine, so we were both as randy as anything by lunchtime.
"Well my two fine young cocks," Mum stood up, cunt dripping from two hours of self-stroking, put her phone down and ruffled in a bag. "I have a special something planned this weekend and any moment now..." The doorbell chimed, it must have been whoever she had been on the phone just now. "Tom, go and let our friend in, having heard so much about you my darling, she is particularly keen to see my grandson." Tom looked at her and down at his hard cock. "As you are boy, as you are." Mum dismissed him with a wave.
Tom rushed off, stiff cock bobbing. We had explained how I and my sister were pledged in obedience to mum on matters sexual, but as so much younger, just passed 20 last week, that he was free to, well, retain his free will. After a few days though he wanted to be all in to please his big, bouncing and beautiful slut whore of a grandma. He wasn't yet pledged to subjugation, but so far he was relishing the abundance of his dear, sweet old granny's fanny and other favours as reward for being a good grandson.
"Well my dear friend, isn't he gorgeous!" Mum cried out to greet Carol as she followed Tom back into the airy kitchen-living room. Carol's eyes were glued to my sons firm-ass butt cheeks as he led her in, then when mum turned him round she lasciviously appraised him up and down, eyes resting on his yearning, hard uncut cock.
"Oh he is mistress, even more so than you described! It's been so frustrating that you didn't share photos, but it's worth it now." Carol looked sensational in a clingy dress that caressed every lush, buxom, beautiful curve.
"Carol, this cock is of course my grandson Tom, and Tom this horny old slut is Carol you have heard so much about!" Mum clapped her hands. "Oh my fabulous friend we will have such, such fun in mind this weekend. With a little help from our two cocks." Mum gave an excited, dirty chuckle as she closed in on Carol and the two gorgeous mature matriarchs embraced and shared a long, passionate kiss. Late in life, perhaps, but they, together with my beautiful sister, were releasing their natural but long suppressed sapphic sensuality. Mum stepped back from Carol and over to Tom, who shivered with delight as granny caressed his quivering cock. "May he give you a hand to make yourself comfortable?" Mum asked Carol, a twinkle in her eye as she used her hand to make her grandson uncomfortable!
Carol shook herself with delight. "Oh yes mistress, absolutely." With that mum pushed Tom forward, he looked uncertainly back round at his gran and with a nod she indicated the hem of Carols dress. At last it clicked with my son, he knelt, gripped the dress at either side and stood, lifting it off and over. He dropped it to gawp and gaze at now the naked, fabulously fleshy MILF before him.
Carols naturally large tits, moving hypnotically as she breathed quickly, that had been lightly tweaked and tightened to recover a preternaturally pert and perkiness for a fifty year old mother of two. Carols tummy had some lush fleshy rolls and ripples from age and motherhood, to mark her as a real woman. Her snatch was now shaven smooth, succulent and shiny already from her obvious state of anticipatory arousal.
"Tom, it's rude to just stare like that." Mum said chuckling. "Don't just stare, fuck the slut, fuck the horny whore! She has come for your cum, boy, give it to her."
