Mommy
's Boy
. Chapters 1-7
This story is the property of the author and can't be used without permission. The topics are incest, non-consent/reluctance, mild bdsm, and humiliation.
Prologue
The things I do for my son, Miranda thought as pretty, blonde, blindfolded 18-year-old Cassie licked and sucked her cunt. But there are definitely advantages as Cassie's tongue grazed her clit.
"Ohhh my! Keep licking Cassie, keep that mouth on me!"
Miranda taught high school drama and for the last 10 years had picked a single student to "take under her wing" to help the student improve as an actor. For the first 9 years the results had been spectacular. 3 of her students got selected to Juilliard, 4 had careers in the either the music or film industry, and the last 2 were full time actors.
This year's pick had been a tall strawberry blonde on the girls' volleyball team. She took the drama class because she had to, not because she was interested in a career. So, it had been a surprise to all when Cassie was announced two weeks later as the pick for the academic year. It definitely wouldn't have been her choice, but her choice ended two months ago after her son turned 18 the summer before his senior year in the same school where she taught.
Just thinking about her son brought a flood of wetness which quickly ended up all over Cassie's face causing Cassie to groan and start to suck harder on Miranda's clit.
"Yes! Such a good girl! Miranda moaned as she pulled Cassie's face deeper into her crotch. "Again you little lesbian slut!"
Being called a lesbian slut had Cassie orgasm. It wasn't a huge one but it was totally different than any of the thousands she'd given herself or received from other women. She loved having the hottest teacher in school "manhandling" her with such authority. "I can't help it" Cassie thought as she slid her right hand off Mrs Pollard's left thigh and started to rub herself.
Miranda Pollard almost immediately grabbed Cassie's size B breast and pulled hard on her nipple. "I told you, you greedy little slut, you can only orgasm with permission!
The pain only increased Cassie's pleasure and caused her to have a long explosive orgasm. '...I CAN'T HELP IT! I'M CUMMING! OH MY GOD, I'M CUMMING FOR YOU MRS POLLARD...
Miranda quickly stopped yanking on the girls nipple and instead lovingly massaged her breast as she petted the girls head. And that was it, Cassie dropped into a deep and exhaustive sleep.
Chapter One
"That was beautiful mommy. I loved watching my two sluts orgasm" her son Marshall said as he entered the room with his gorgeous cock leading the way. Just hearing his voice and seeing his cock had Miranda's nipples get harder and her clit tingle. She felt like she hadn't orgasmed in weeks even though she just had.
"Off the bed mommy. Help me tie Cassie up." Marshall quickly flipped Cassie on her back and spread her arms and legs towards the corners of the bed. Tying her down was simple. They pulled out from under and fastened the cuffs that were permanently attached to the big four poster bed. Marshall then put a sheet and light blanket over Miranda who hadn't really woken up during their positioning of her.
After ensuring the blindfold was still in place he turned to me and said, "Come here cunt." I quickly went to my son and gave him the open mouth kiss he demanded from me every time he wanted sex. As usual it ratcheted up my desire to obey my son and let him use his mommy as his personal cum bucket. Also as usual he grabbed a fistful of my long hair and yanked my head back so he could kiss one of my many weak spots, this one on my neck just under my ear. Then he turned me around so his hard 7 and 3/4 inch cock was on top of the crack of my ass. It would never fit in the crack because he was unbelievably thick--almost the size of a 12 once can of coke.
He whispered in my ear, "Look at her mommy, look at pretty Cassie. Do you notice anything special? No?! Well let me explain. What color is your hair mommy? That's right, it's strawberry blonde just like Cassie's. What color are her eyes mommy? I'm sure you remember even though she's blindfolded and asleep. That's right, her eyes are just like yours mommy, a light green. What kind of body does she have mommy? Her body is also like yours, taller and thinner than the average woman. Of course, you're a MILF so your breasts and ass are a bit bigger and softer. But I'm sure her B cup will become a very big C cup like yours when she's older."
The more he talked the more I whimpered and squirmed. I was panting loud enough to be heard in the next room. The smell of an aroused woman filled the room. Unlike Cassie I was well enough trained to not touch myself even though I desperately wanted to. He pushed me to my knees and and started to fuck my face. I got even more excited being used like this by my own son. He continued to talk to me about Cassie while alternating between slapping the sides of my face with his cock and fucking my mouth.
"Everyone will believe that she's your daughter and my sister, mommy. Especially since both of you are such sluts. I'm going to fuck both my mommy and my sister. You're already my cum bucket, my sister will be soon. Do you know why mommy? Because you're going to help me turn her. That she's a dyke can't be argued---everyone in school knows it. But you're going to help teach her how important it is to be a cock whore, aren't you mommy slut? He pulled me off his cock and tilted my head so I would look him directly at him.
I knew he demanded a response, I also knew it wouldn't matter what he told me to do---I would do it as if it were my own fervent wish. "Yes master, I can't wait to turn her. I'll train your sister. I'll train her to allow your use of every one of her holes as your personal property. I can't wait to have my daughter eating my pussy while you fuck her from behind."
I guess I told him what he wanted to hear because he simply pushed his cock in my mouth and pulled me tightly against him as he came down my throat.
"Go put the clothes you wore to school yesterday back on. Then crawl back here like the mommy slut you are. For the rest of the day I'm not going to call you mommy and you're only allowed to call me sir. And don't you dare touch yourself. You'll get your orgasm when I let you. Do you understand?"
"Yes sir!"
Chapter Two
As I dressed I knew not to bother with the bra or panties I was wearing when Cassie showed up this this Saturday morning for our first "help" session. So, it didn't take long for me to put on my tight black pencil skirt and opaque white blouse that I wore to school yesterday. A quick stop in the master bathroom to tinkle and put on whorish red lipstick and I was ready to go.
When I crawled back in the room Cassie was moaning and pulling against her restraints as Marshall ran a handheld battery-operated vibrator all over her body. He motioned for me to get on the bed between Cassies legs. Then he pointed out where his cell phone was [no doubt filming everything like the room camera system] and mouthed that I should start talking.