Mother Yes!

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Continuation from Part-3...

Previously, Sam's sexual frustration leads him to his best friend James's house, where he has a heated but fruitless encounter with James's milf mom.

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Mother, yes!

Chapter 04

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The building of NewAge Studio stood alone in the middle of a huge lot with very few cars. Sam asked James to park in an empty spot near the entrance, the building guard looked at them suspiciously as they entered.

Sam told James that he has to pick something up from the building and that it'd take him only 5 minutes, asking James to stay in the car and James didn't mind. He was happy about the day out and was already planning for the events after.

Sam crossed the huge lot and entered into the building. It was an office building and the company names were listed at the entrance. The place didn't look new age at all, a bored dude sitting at the reception, mid-40s with a gut and coffee stained tie, called out to him in a high pitched voice,

"What do you want kid?"

Sam hesitated at first and looked at the board of names. NewAge was at the fourth floor. "Never mind, found it," he muttered. The reception guy stood up and smirked. "Good for you, but all visitors must sign in." He replied sarcastically, pushing forward a visitor log and a chewed-up pen. Sam signed his own name and scribbled a different company's name in the visiting slot, then hurried into the elevator before the man could double check everything.

The elevator dinged open to a fourth-floor waiting area with two saggy sofas, a scratched table with year old magazines, a flattering photo of an actress on the wall, and a tiny desk in the corner marked reception. An old lady sat behind the desk, hunched, hair like steel wool, looking over the counter up at him through her thick glasses. The whole setup looked like a failing dentists office.

"Lost, boy?" she croaked with a gravel like voice.

"Umm I'm looking for the New Age Studio?" he stuttered.

"Who's asking?" she raised an eyebrow.

Sam froze, he realised he had stumbled in without proper planning, like a dumbass. What was he expecting to do anyway? Walk in and ask if his mom did porn for them?"

"Are you here for work? or to pick someone up? the old lady pressed.

Ideas exploded in Sam's mind.

"Work." he replied quickly. "A friend gave me the address."

The old lady chuckled. "It's always a friend. You look like a kid, have you got an id?"

Sam quickly fished out his college ID and handed it to her. She squinted at it, then at him, then hummed under her breath.

"Wait here," she ordered and heaved off her chair. She walked with a hunch and a limp, shuffling to a closed door and vanishing behind it.

Sam sank onto one of the sofas, worrying that James might come up. After almost 10 deafening minutes the door opened and the old woman peered from inside.

"Come on in Sam," she motioned him in with his ID still in her hands.

Inside was much more cozier than the entire building combined. They entered a huge lowly lit room with a giant edwardian desk in the end, behind it was a grimy window overlooking the parking lot. The walls had huge movie-like posters of porn movies, everything from hardcore to parodies, among them Sam saw an old poster that still had the name "HotRod Productions" on it. Sam walked up to it and examined while the old receptionist stood waiting.

A few moments later, a side door swung open, and a short, balding man strutted in. He was thin, tattooed arms, white shirt and pants, a hefty gold chain dangling around his neck. He looked exactly as you'd imagine an old pimp to be.

"Yeah, we had to reinvent ourselves from HotRod," he spoke, plopping behind the desk. "But I miss the good old days of HotRod." he smiled through his newly cleaned teeth.

"Young man says he was recommended by a friend," the old lady gave a mischievous smile and placed Sam's ID on the desk which the man picked up.

The man picked it up while scratching his crotch. "You'd be shocked, Sam--how many 18-year-olds roll in, thinking they can fuck and earn for a living."

"Sit," the old man snapped his fingers at Sam. Sam dropped into a chair in front of him.

"Now tell me who sent you? Or did you jerk off to one of our award winning movies and then follow us here?"

Sam saw the cunning in the old man's eyes. "I want some information," Sam decided to not play any games and asked.

"What kind of information?" the old man sat back into his chair.

"What kind of contracts do your actors get?" Sam nodded at the posters.

The man grinned. "I can draw you one and you can see for yourself but I'd have to see your little dick first,"

Sam's blood boiled. "Do you include the blackmailing clause separately or is that default?" he snarled.

The man looked at the lady then back at Sam. "You look familiar." He picked up Sam's ID again--Jenny's name was highlighted in bold under "guardian."

"Hmm, Sam and you're 20? Interesting." he old man hummed.

He pulled out a pendrive from the drawer and booted up the laptop on the table.

"We switched from HotRod to NewAge about 10 years back, at that time a lot of good talent left us, one such talent was Jenny." Sam's stomach dropped he realized that the bastard must have figured it out.

"Jenny was one of our dumb whores that didn't understand the importance of a stage name," he sneered, "She was too hungry for cock to care." he then plugged in the drive.

Sam's head burned as the man abused his mother. "But she did have a lot of nicknames, Jenny XO, Showstopper Jenny and one of them was Jenny-Two-Time," He cackled and fished out a video from a long list from the flash drive, pressed play and turned it around for Sam to see.

The same magenta color screen popped up with HotRod Productions title card--shivers hit Sam like the first time he watched one of the video, "Oh wait," the bastard skipped ahead. The video resumed with a close up of a woman's septum ring, It was big, golden and had a hanging ornament on it. A hand came into the frame, toyed with it, then yanked on it, making the woman moan in pain. Camera zoomed out--Sam's mother Jenny, was being dragged by her septum ring, by a hulking Black dude. Sam felt his mother's pain through the screen, but her eyes had a strange pleasure in them. She looked more mature than in the Brunette lineup movie. She was butt naked, wearing only bangles, and ornaments. The Black man dragged her into a second room where another Black man was lounging, stroking a monster cock. He stood up grinning on seeing Sam's mother, Jenny.

The first guy dragged and forced her to her knees, pulled out his cock, yanked on the ring again--her mouth gaped in a pained yelp. He rammed his thick, veiny cock in, stretching her lips wide. The second man stepped up, shoving his massive dick against her stuffed mouth. ""Oh look here's the best part!" the old man cheered. Jenny clawed her cheeks open with her fingers, stretching her face obscenely, it looked like it wouldn't fit ever but she adjusted in such a way --two fat cocks crammed inside her mouth, her mouth drooling with spit, eyes bulging. She slurped and gagged, a pro at gobbling two cocks at the same time.

"Bravo, Jenny!" the old fuck clapped. "And look closely at her forehead! There's a crease that forms that looks like XO!" the old man pointed at the screen. Sam's dick twitched hard, but the cheering pissed him off. He slammed the laptop shut, lunged over the desk. The man jerked back--Sam flailed, half-sprawling and fell on top of the desk, halfway with his arms stretched. Sam pulled himself back on to the chair, the lady that was standing behind him all along slapped Sam on the back of his head and grabbed the back of his neck with a tight grip, making him stand up.

"You little shit!" the man roared, bolting up. "You are Jenny's boy aren't you! Boy you got some nerve coming here with accusations and attack me!" The receptionist hurled Sam at the door--old but strong as fuck. "Stay away from her!" Sam screamed.

"Boy you think I'm after her!" the man bellowed. "Your mother was eating dicks long after you were done sucking on her titties! She left on her own--I don't give a fuck where she's whoring now!" Sam smashed a fist into the door, shoved it open.

"Wait!" The man tossed the flash drive--Sam caught it reflexively. "Have fun jerking off to your own mom you little cum stain!" he cursed at Sam.

Sam pocketed the drive instinctively, stormed out the elevator, lobby, out the building and into the lot--He sat in and angrily slammed the door startling James.

"You okay, bro?" James jumped. "What's up?"

"Nothing let's just go!" Sam barked.

"Woah what's got your dick in a twist? They didn't have your parcel or something?" James pressed.

""Let's go back man I don't feel like talking," Sam growled.

"Fine, but heads-up--we got all night," James said, firing up the car.

"What?" Sam snapped.

"Your mother called, your cell was unreachable. She said she has some important deadlines at the office and she'll be back tomorrow evening,"

"It's the weekend." Sam dreaded as Olly words echoed in his mind. "We need to go to her office now! I need to talk to her asap." Sam urged. Fear clawed him-- whatever Olly's plan was, it was already brewing, Sam knew she lied about the office probably but if they hurried he could catch up and reach her before Olly started whatever he had planned to do with his mom.

But with the weekend traffic on the highway, it took them a while to get back, the sun set as they entered the city. Sam had a feeling that it was hopeless to go to his mom's office and he feared Olly's plan must already be in motion. He tried calling his mother multiple times but no answer, seeing him worry James suggested they visit her office anyway.

Jenny's office was a media company which was an entire building with different divisions on each floor, she worked on the second floor. They saw a few cars in the parking lot outside so Sam hoped someone might be able to tell him where his mother was.

James and Sam both got out and entered the building but there was no one at the reception. In fact the whole first and second floor were empty. Disappointed, both of them decided to explore the rest of the floors too.

The third and fourth floor were also empty, then finally they got to the fifth floor, which was the management floor. The reception was empty like the first 3 floors but there was some activity on the floor, past the reception.

Instinct kicked in and they crept in stealthily. Managerial floor--desks, cubicles, all dark. "I don't get it, isn't this a huge marketing agency? Where the fuck is everybody?" James hissed. A noise coming from down the hall alerted the boys and they hid behind a pillar. The two peeked from either side of the pillar, down the hall, the sight shook them both to the core. Sam's gut dropped.

Sam's mother, Jenny was crawling on all fours, leashed like a dog, tight black shirt, blue skirt hugging her ass. Olly gripped the lead, smirking. Sam's stomach dropped seeing his mother being walked like a dog, James's jaw dropped, not knowing how to respond.

Olly walked Jenny into the conference room down the hall, which had its blinds shut, Olly made Jenny enter first then closed the glass door behind him.

A moment of silence hung between two friends. This was Olly's plan? Sam thought, he's going to degrade my mother like that?

"Bro that's your mom," James spoke slowly not knowing what to say.

Sam didn't respond, he didn't know what to do or say, then James ditched him and moved towards the conference room, settling in a corner outside the glass walls, peering in. Sam waited for a few moments then decided to follow James.

The blinds of the conference room had slit openings in places, James chose one, so did Sam. What they saw inside was something they could never have imagined. The conference room had a long glass table in the middle, sofas on the sides, carpet for floor, a mattress lying in the corner and six men in suits--middle-aged and up, corporate sleaze--lounged around the table, eyes glinting lust. Olly entered and paraded Jenny around the room like a prize bitch, announcing her to the audience, "Gentlemen, as promised, our entertainment for the evening!" he crowed.

The six men were of different ages but all more than middle aged, they were corporate, varied in height and weight but all shared a similar lust in their eyes, they looked at Sam's mother all hungry. When Olly came around the table, Sam and James got a full front view of Jenny's face, she looked like she wanted to escape, her perfect makeup, red lipstick and black heels were all too perfect to be in a situation like this. She looked trapped, eyes darting.

"Well gentlemen,, what are you waiting for! Let's get the party started!" Olly barked. The men swarmed and started touching her all over, hands groping her tits, ass and stroking their bulges. One of the older men knelt down and started kissing her lips like a rabid dog, slurping her saliva and licking the lipstick off her lips like he hadn't had a woman in ages. Another slid under, pawing and caressing her boobs. A younger one yanked her hair loose and started licking her ear. Olly circled back, and caressed her ass from over the skirt, he knelt down and bit her ass over the skirt, it must have been hard because she moaned out quite loud. Olly's primal instincts kicked in, his face became feral, a look Sam had seen through the keyhole before. Olly grabbed Jenny's skirt and pulled in down hard, tearing it slightly. Jenny immediately protested in the middle of the kisses, "Stop I don't have any other clothes!" she begged. But her plea was not heard, instead one the men pulled out his dick and rammed it down her throat, she gagged in shock but the man didn't stop.

"These fuckers act like they haven't had sex in years," James muttered, fully immersed in watching his friend's mom get gangbanged. Sam turned to look at James and saw him pasted on the glass with one hand slowly caressing his crotch.

Olly tore apart the rest of Jenny's skirt, revealing her pink panties, he knelt down and sniffed it like a hound. "She's so fucking wet!" Olly laughed and tore away her soaking wet panties, revealing her rosy pussy.

Olly threw her panties and one of the men who caught it and put it in his mouth, sucking her pussy juices with enthusiasm. Olly dove in, slurping her cunt--her moans mixed with gags, a dick still stretching her throat.

Olly licked Jenny's wet pussy, making her moan in pleasure, while she had a dick in her mouth. The men took turns grabbing her head and skull fucking her raw, one by one, while her hands were busy stroking the idle cocks surrounding her.

One man copied Olly and tore open her shirt exposing her milky skin under a pink bra--then ripped it off too. Plump tits bounced free, nipples hard. She was now fully naked in a room full of rabid, horny men. Only thing on her were her black heels. Olly licked her pussy till she quivered--then a man slid under, and positioned his dick against her wet pussy, while Olly was still eating it, Olly moved back, grabbed the man's cock and guided it into her, "Oh fuck!" she moaned, loud, wet slaps ringing as he pounded her. The guy sucked her tit, biting hard--her cries fueled the frenzy.

Her moans seemed to only fuel the men around who paced up whatever they were doing. The man underneath put one of her breasts in his mouth and started fucking her, wet slaps echoed in the room while Sam witnessed a stranger fuck his mother like there was no tomorrow. Sam had grown a raging erection, so did James, they were both stuck to the glass wall, watching his mother get ravaged.

Sam saw Olly's face turn from horny to evil as he knelt up and pulled his pants down, taking out his thick veiny cock. He swiped his hand over her pussy while it was being fucked, grabbed a bit of her pussy juice and smeared in on her asshole, Jenny felt Olly fingers run on her asshole and she turned white in fear, Olly didn't wait for protests, he positioned himself up and rammed the thick head of his dick in her ass. She screamed in pain, "OH FUCK!" she screamed, pain tearing through. "This is my prize, you whore!" he snarled, gripping her hips and shoving deeper. She reached round the back trying to stop him but one of the men grabbed her hand and put it on his dick for her to stroke.

Olly's dick was slightly wet from the pre-cum, but beside that it was just raw as hell. He did not care, he spit on her asshole and smeared more pussy juice on his dick, then with one hard thrust slammed his dick deeper into Jenny's ass. She cried again, "Please stop!" her eyes welling up. She now had a cock in her pussy, one in her ass. Olly thrust himself in roughly, as if getting even for something, water rolled down Jenny's eyes and lubed up the cocks she was eating. Sam watched as Olly fucked his mother's ass rough--vengeance in every thrust.

He couldn't watch it anymore, he looked away and saw James fully immersed in the show. The man under Jenny finished inside her pussy and got out, his cum dripped and oozed out of her pussy, onto the smooth tiled floor.

Olly took his dick out and stood up, he pulled Jenny towards him and shoved his dick down her throat, making her taste her own ass, Sam knew Olly's style by now, he grabbed her hair and skull fucked her roughly until she gagged and couldn't take it anymore, she pulled her head back and coughed.

Just then James and Sam heard some noises coming from the corridor, they had no place to hide and froze in fear. Two hung Black men walked down the corridor, stormed in straight into the conference room, not paying attention to the surroundings at all. Jenny's eyes widened. "These are the guards?!" she cried at Olly. "You said it will only be the management team! We had a deal!"

"I'll let the town fuck you if I want, bitch!" Olly roared, he grabbed her and laid her on the cold floor on her belly, she anticipated what was about to happen and spread her own ass cheeks, Olly shoved his dick back in--she cry-moaned, loud. while the two hung men took off their clothes and took out their unnaturally long cocks. One of the Black men yanked her away mid-ass-fuck to the mattress. The long black cocks made her gaze smoother and filled with lust. She flipped, trance kicking in--she grabbed his monster dick and gobbled it like a starved slut. She could barely fit it in her mouth but Sam was confident that she could, having seen his mother do worse than this.

One by one the queue started to move up. Sam and James watching intently from outside, both their cocks dripping with pre-cum ooze.

Sam watched as his mother laid naked in a room full of men who ran a train on her pussy, ass and mouth. He watched as her labored breathing made her sweat and glistened her glowing skin. Her breasts jiggled under the heavy pounding by the strangers and her lips and eyes twisted in pleasure. James cursed Sam's presence--he wanted to be in that queue, joining the men and fucking Jenny.

When one of the black security guards was done fucking her pussy and moved up front, his place was instantly taken by one of the other men.

The black man shoved his dick into Jenny's mouth, holding her head in place with both hands and rapidly skull fucked her until he came in her mouth, the man did not take his dick out, not until Jenny was done gulping down his fresh, hot cum. When he finally pulled out, Jenny licked her lips like a hungry bitch and snatched the man's dick back and started sucking it again, making the man shiver and moan.

The second guard took her ass--spread her hole wide, ramming in his cock balls-deep. She howled, clawing the mattress, nails ripping at the stained fabric, "OH YES!" she gasped between the thrusts.