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Making Mother A SlutMaking Mother a SlutJohn raced up to his room and tosses his bookbag carelessly ontohis bed. Looking at the clock he noticed he still had a good two hoursbefore his mom got home from work. More than enough time he thoughtas he booted up his computer and logged on to check his e-mail. Hestiffened slightly at the “New Mail” message.It had started as a joke about a month earlier. He had found thesingles ad his mother had placed while searching in her room for thestack of playboys she had confis**ted from him. At first it had surprisedhim. He had never thought of his mother as needing companionship. Ithad been over 5 years since his dad left, and in all that time she had notonce even mentioned dating. Still, John thought, he could get back at herfor taking away his stash of magazines by playing a little joke on her. Hehad put everything back the way he had found it and took the ad backwith him to his room. It read:Seeking Someone Special, SWF,37, 5’7″, traditional mother of 1looking for adventurous, outgoingmale for companionship and corr-espondance. If interested pleasee-mail *****That had been a month ago, and things had taken an unexpectedturn. Evidently he had been the ONLY one to respond to the ad and hismother had been so thrilled at any response that she was doing her bestto keep the e-mail correspondence going. Even agreeing to things shewould never have even thought of before. It was no longer just a game,it had become a way for John to manipulate his unwitting mother. He hadmentioned in one of his e-mail how he thought a growing boy should beallowed to stay up as late as he wanted. Of course his mother had agreedwholeheartedly in her response and it was soon after that John found hisbedtime curfew lifted. It was this new found power over his mother thathe was now pushing to the limits. He wanted to see just how far shewould go. In his last message he told her he was not going to write heranymore since she was just not his “type” and since he doubted she couldever change this was going to be the last she heard from him. This wouldlet him know how far she was willing to go.That night, John noticed his mother was a wreck. She seemed onthe verge of tears all night long. but this morning she seemed strangelyhappier, although a little frazzled over something. Now John new whatthat something was. She had made a decision last night all right. Themessage on the screen read:” I can change. Please give me a chance.I can be anything you want me to be.”That kind of submission from his mother shocked him, but that was notwhat had his adolescent dick standing at attention. It was the attachedphoto his mom had sent. It showed her sitting on her bed with her blousehalfway open showing off a lacy black bra and looking into the camerawith a mixture of embarrassment, lust and longing. As John stared at thepicture something inside him new that this was going to changeeverything between them. A slow grin cracked his face as he reacheddown to rub the bulge in his jeans.” Looks like I’ve got my self a girlfriend, he chuckled ashe continued to rub the growing bulge in his pants.Part 2Making Mother My Slut(baiting the hook)John must have stared at the lewd photo his mother unknowingly sent him foran hour. The way she arched her back to thrust out her tits and make themstrain against the black lace bra had the 13 year olds dick stiff and throbbing. He stillcouldn’t believe his mother would send such a photo much less take one. She had alwaysseemed so prudish in the past. Yelling and carrying on when she’d discovered John’s stash ofplayboys as if the world was coming to an end. Now here she was posing like a womandesperate for male attention. The more he thought about it, the more it bothered him. Shehad made such abig deal about the magazines, and then she goes off and sends a photo likethis to a guy she doesn’t even really know.She really must be desperate, he thoughtAn idea began to form inside John’s mind. Looking over at the clock hesees he doesn’thave long until his mom gets home, so he hurriedly types a reply to her.Janice Monroe was a mess. She hadn’t been able to concentrate on her workallday. She felt guilt and embarrassment over the photo she’d sent, to avirtual stranger noless. Yet her mystery man seemed to know so much about her already. He knewhow topush her buttons, to convince her of almost anything.This is foolish, she thought, a woman my age acting like a love sickschoolgirl. MyGod what was I thinking sending him a photo like that. He probably thinks I’m cheapnow.Janice shook her head trying to clear away the jumble of questions. Shenew shewas throwing her self at a man she never even meet face to face, but it hadbeen so longsince she was able to “connect” which anyone the way she did with hermystery man.What if he rejects me, she thought in horror. What if he looks at mypicture andlaughs. Oh God I hope he writes back. I lost Frank because I wasn’t willingto be thewoman he wanted, I’m not about to loose another man.Thinking of her ex-husband Frank brought back a twinge of pain. She’dalways feltlike something of a failure as a woman since he’d left. She vowed not tomake the samemistake again. This time she would please her man. No matter what…..Nomatter what!she told herself.John watched his mother pull into the driveway. He smiled knowingly tohimself ashe sees her hurriedly grabbing her papers and briefcase, then practicallyrun to the frontdoor. He crept over to the top of the stairs and peered down to see herstanding above ajumble of paperwork s**ttered in the doorway. In her rush to check hermessages, she’ddropped her papers. John laughs to himself as he sees her just leave thes**ttered mess.Taking the time to pick them up now would only delay her finding out if*HE* hadwritten her. She disappeared into the den, and a moment later John couldhear the familiar*beep* of a computer booting up.”Dam, she’s got it bad all right,” he muttered. “Guess mom’s more desperatethanI thought. hehehe”Below, Janice waited as the computer ran through it’s set up routine andbegan tosearch for any new messages. It seemed to take an eternity. She prancedabout nervouslyand nearly jumped out of her skin when the computer *dinged* the familiarsound of”New Mail””It’s him”, she mewed. It’s got to be him…Oh please God let it be HIM!”Fingers shaking she keyed the *open* command and felt a tingle rushthrough herbody as she saw that it was from her mystery man after all. She read:That’s very cute Janice. The photo you sentjust goes to prove that you’re all wrong for me.If you were any kind of REAL woman you’dhave tried harder than that. You think undoinga few buttons on your blouse will bring me back?If you want this to go any farther you’ll have todomuch better than that. How am I suppose to knowyou really WANT me to keep mailing you?!?A flood of emotions washed over her as she read. He had mailed her backall right,but only to express his disappointment in her. She didn’t measure up as areal woman inhis eyes. Feelings of failure washed over her. She felt small and vulnerablereading hisword, but then she began to brighten as she realized she still had a chance.He had said sheneeded to do better. She could! She knew she could. She would prove she wasworthy ofher mystery man, anyway she had to. Making a quick mental list in her mindof the thingsshe would need she called up to her son.”John..John are you up there?”John stiffened at the mention of his name. Had she found out it washim. Had he pushher to much?”Yeah I’m here”, he called back.”John I’ve got to go out and run a few..umm.. errands. I’ll bebacklater. I’m leaving you some money for dinner. Order a pizzaor something OK.””Yeah sure mom. Thanks”He wondered what that was all about and where she was off to in such ahurry.It was late when Janice finally pulled back into her drive way. Shegathered up theassortment of bag from her shopping spree and headed inside. The pile ofpapers was stillcluttering the doorway.”Dam, I’m gonna have to sort that all out,” Janice sighed. “But notright now. I’vegot more important things to do.”Janice almost giggled as she skipped over the pile and headed up to herroom. Shecouldn’t remember when she felt this good. Locking her bedroom door behindher shespread the assortment of newly purchached lingerie out on her bed. Red laceand frillswhere everywhere. Sheer and skimp panties with half bra and garters coveredthe bed. Shesmiled. She’d win back her man if it was the last thing she did.John woke up and blearily peered at the clock. He had given up waitingfor hismom last night and had gone to bed.”I wonder where in the hell she went off to? Well there’s one way tofindout, he thought.Getting out of bed he called up his mail account and went to getready for school. Itwas still downloading when he got out of the shower.”DAM!” What the hell did she send me anyway”John walked down to the end of the hall and called out.”Mom… Mom, you still here.”He knew she would be half way to work by this time, but he always madesure beforeventuring into her room that she was no where abouts. Getting no reply hepushed openthe door and looked around. She must have been in a rush this morning. Herbed was stillunmade and clothes littered the floor. He stopped as he spotted one of hismagazinessitting open on his mothers night stand. It was open to a picture of a womanwith her legsspread wide, showing off her shaved pussy and pushing up her tit as ifoffering them to theviewer.”What the hell was she doing looking at this?”Then it hit him. He raced back to his room. The new message had downloaded and heexcitedly opened it up.I’ll be what ever you want me to be.Just tell me what you want. Give me achance to prove my self to you…..please.John called up the attached photo and was nearly knocked over by what hesaw.There on his computer screen was his dear old mother. Her long legs spreadwide,showing off what appeared to be her newly shaven pussy through a pair ofcrotchlesspanties. She also had her massive mams encased in a matching half bra, whichdid awonderful job of pushing them up and out for the taking. Just like in themagazine hethought. She must have used it as a guide. John dick was rock hard as helooked at theview before him. He pulled out his young dick and began to slowly strokethe hard shaft.He no longer saw his mother as the caring, nurturing figure that he once had. Instead hesaw his chance to own his very own private whore. Thoughts of his mother’spussy, allhot and waiting to be filled, swarmed in his mind as he pumped out thickgooey strands ofcum all over her picture.Wiping his cum from the screen, he sat down and began to write themessage thatwould set her on the path to becoming his private fuck slave……Making Mother My Slut 3(reeling her in)John rummaged around his mothers room, going through drawerafter drawer and taking carful note of every bit of clothing she owned. Ifhisplan was going to work he had to stay one step ahead of his mom.”Shit, where did she put them? They got to be aroundhere somewhere. Ah Ha, Paydirt!”He pulled the large box from the back of his mothers closet andopened it up. His dick stirred slightly as he eyed the silky contentswithin.This was what he was looking for alright. He reached in and pulled out thepair of crotch less panties his mom had worn the night before. He quicklylooked over his shoulder, then lifted them to his nose.*Sniff*, “Oh man!” His head swam as he breathed inhis mothers musky scent.” The Bra… where’s thebra?Ah, good. Let’s see now…. 36D hmm, she lookedbigger in the photo.”He played with the silky material for a while. Enjoy the thought thathe was running his fingers over the same clothes that had been so close tohis mothers skin.”Let’s see what else we got here. Garter, stockings… Ohcool my mags!”He pulled the stack out from the box and flipped through thembriefly. After a moment he realized he was falling behind schedule. He getshome only two hours before his mom does, and if he was going to send hismessage off today he had to get moving. He shoved the mags back in andran the panties one last time across his cheek before placing them and therest of the lingerie back into the box and shoving it into the closet.Janice watched the clock slowly tick out her last hour of work. Shetried to keep her mind focused on her job but it wasn’t easy. She let out asmall sigh, then quickly checked to see if anyone had heard her.”Dam, I’ll go crazy at this rate.”She swivelled her chair around and sat bolt upright as a chill sweptacross her pussy. Her panties had been lightly rubbing against her newlyshaved snatch all day long, and had made it very sensitive. Checking tomake sure no one was looking her way then tried swivelling the chair backto the left.”Umph!” she moaned out as she felt her pussy twinge fromher panties silky touchThis time people had heard her, and she blushed deep red whiletrying to play it off as nothing more than a leg cramp. Satisfied no one wasstill looking she began to rock the chair left to right.”Oh yes, yes this was nice” She thought. “I’m getting so wetjust sitting here like this.”Realizing that if she kept it up she risked an embarrassing wet spotshowing up against her skirt she stopped. She could already feel the moisterjust those few moves had made.”I’ve got to be carful. I shouldn’t swivel in the chair anymore. I’ll just sit her till the hours up. Yesthat’s it, just sithere, but not swivel.. No notswivel…swivel……”5 o’clock rolled around and everyone began to pack up and headtoward the elevators. Janice sat at her desk slowly rocking back and forthinher chair with a lazy day dream expression across her face.”Janice… JANICE! You coming or are you planing to spendthe night here.”She shook her head as if coming out of a dream.”What?””I said, are you coming?””Cum… cumming? What do you mean,”she askeddefensivelyHer co-worker looked at her strangely and asked again.”Are you OR are you NOT going to go home?”Janice glanced up at the clock.”5:15! God,” she thought. “Where had the time gone?””Yeah, Yeah I’m com.. I mean, I’ll be right down.”She sorted through the stack of papers on her desk and got ready toleave. As she stood she felt the slippery wetness coating her thighs.”On no. No No NO, Please God don’t do this to me. Nothere.”She reached around with a sense of dread and felt the back of herskirt. She groan in despair as her hand came away damp.”What was wrong with me. God how embarrassing”She sat down quickly and felt the damp crotch of her panties squishback up against her bottom. She waited till the last person left the officebefore risking the trip down to the parking lot. As she walked toward theelevator she imagined she could hear her crotch squish with every step.Janice felt deep shame at what she’d done. During the ride down to theparking lot the small space of the elevator quickly filled with the muskyscent of her pussy juices and she prayed no one else would get on till shehad a chance to leave. The rest of the trip was a blur as she raced to hercar,then onto the freeway.John sat in front of his computer and thought carefully about whathe should write to his mom next. He may not have had much experiencewith women… well ok he had no experience with women, but he did knowhis mom. If this was going to work, he knew he would have to make thingshappen in a way she’d be able to rationalize. If he was to straight forwardwith her, she might back out and he’d loose his chance at her all together.Smiling he began to type.He heard the front door open and close hurriedly, followed by hismothers footsteps rushing up to her room. She was late, and acting ratherstrange. The past few day the first thing she usually did was go straight tocheck her messages. He wondered what she was up to. As long as it didn’tchange the way things were going, he didn’t much care. Unbuttoning hisjeans and pulling his dick out he headed back to his room to look at thepictures of his mom again.Janice locked her bedroom door and began to remove her soiledclothes. She undid her skirt and let it fall to the floor. The spot on thebackwas bigger than she feared. She hoped no one had seen it. She peeled off thewet panties next.”Jesus. I soaked them”. She looked at her juice soaked pantiesand felt a small thrill run down her. If her mystery man knew what she’ddone he’d be proud of her. She just knew it. Only a real woman could get sohot for her man.”Her man! Oh God I forgot!”Pulling on her robe she rushed down to check for any new wordsfrom her love. She felt a bit guilty for not doing it first thing. If heknewshe’d forgotten what would he have done. Maybe he would think she reallydidn’t care after. If he knew, he might stop writing her. He might stoploving her… Janice fought back the feeling of panic welling inside her.”Well it will never happen. I’ll just have to make sure that Icheck my messages before ANYTHING else”*Ding* She smiled and felt giddy as she opened up the mail.Better. Definitely an improvement.You may work out after all. I mean,any woman who has a WHOLEwardrobe full of the kind of lingerieyou do, is worth getting to knowbetter. I can’t wait to see theselection of erotic toys you must have.”Toys?” Janice thought a moment. “Did he mean.. Could hehave ment…” Janice chewed at her bottom lip asshe triedto think this through. “Well of course. I mean,they domake them for women… and I AM a woman. So ofcoursehe would think I own a few of them.” Janicebrightened ather revelation. It was only natural she thought. Itmakessense…didn’t it?Janice suddenly realized that her MAN thinks she had a wholewardrobe full of exciting lingerie. If she sent him another photo in thesameold stuff she had on last night he’d realize she didn’t. He might think shemislead him. Panic once again began to well up inside her. She looked overand saw that the stores would be closed before she got to them.”Maybe I can skip the photo tonight..No..no thatwon’t work he might think I’m being lazy. ThinkJanice, THINK! I can alter some of the thing I have.Yes! Yes that would work. I’ll just have to becreative for my man. I’ll prove to him that I’m worthkeeping..but the toys..what will I tell him about thetoys.”That night John noticed his mother seemed preoccupied withsomething. As if she were trying to work out some puzzle in her head. Heknew what that puzzle was of course. He’d written the message so shewould be forced into buying more lingerie, but things took an unexpectedturn. Since she came home so late he knew she had also missed the stores.So now she was probably trying to come up with something. What ever itwas he hoped it was good.John popped out of bed and booted up his computer the nextmorning.”Time to see what new delightfully wicked things mom senther dear loving son. Hehehe.”As he waited for the attached photo to download he opened theletter.I knew I could change. I just new it.Hope you enjoy my new photo. I didit special for you.I do have a confession to make though.I don’t own any erotic toys. I’m SORRY!It’s just that it never came up before. Now thatI know I need them I’ll get some. I promiseI will. It’s just a silly mistake on my part.OK?….”Things are going better than I could have hoped. Mom’sgoing to make this easier than I thought.”He called up the photo next.”Oh my Gawd!”His mother never ceased to be able to shock him. In the photo, shewas sitting in the large plush chair she kept in her room. She had a legthrown over each arm, exposing her bald pussy to the camera. Inside herpussy was what appeared to be a rather slimy looking cucumber. Her handsalso appeared wet and the area around her pussy was swollen. It wasobvious she’d spent the previous few minuted viciously working it in andout of herself.Oh no mom. You’re not getting off the hook thateasy, he thought One way or another your gonnahave to go and buy yourself a REAL dildo”Looking back to the photo he saw she had the black lace bra backon from her first photo. Only she’d cut out the center, so her nipples pokedthrough the slits, but what sent him over the edge was the look on her face.He couldn’t tell if her face was redder from the vigorous fuck she’d justgiven her self, or from the embarrassment of having enjoyed it so much.Making Mother my SLUTPart 4(Decisions of desperation)Janice awoke feeling sore, tired and very troubled that morning. As she drove intowork, her mind tried to sort out the jumble of emotions she was feeling.Why do things always have to be so complicated, she thought? I finally meet a guywhom I’m interested in and who seems to be interested in me, and I still can’t seem to getthings to work out properly. Maybe Frank was right. Maybe I am destined to live my wholelife alone.Even after five years the pain of her husband’s abandonment hadn’t eased any. Before herhusband had walked out, he’d said many things. He berated her and called her a “sorry excusefor a woman.” Those words still cut deep into her. She’d tried to forget them, but like abad dream, they kept coming back again and again to haunt her.These thoughts plague her throughout the day. She went over it again and again butkept coming back to the conclusion that if she was going to have any chance at happiness shewas going to have to prove her self to her e-mail lover.”I’m sure once he’s convinced I’m sincere about wanting a relationship with him,all these tests will be at an end. I just have to stick it out a little longer. Prove myself to him, then all these obscene trials will be over.”Janice! Did you pull the McFreyer file like I asked? It’s not on my desk, so wherethe HELL is it.Ummm, the McFreyer file? I.. I.. No not yet, I’m sorry Miss. Dori, I’ll go get it now.Ugh!, Don’t bother I’ll have one of the other adjustors get it for me. I can’twait all day. Honestly Janice your becoming more and more incompetent by the day!Janice watched as her supervisor stalked off. She notice the confidant way inwhich she moved. Dori was younger than Janice by a good seven years, but had moved up thechain of command quickly with her naturally aggressive nature. Janice looked at her as shewent over to one of the other adjustors. She noticed her shapely toned legs and the way herass swayed ever so slightly.”I bet she never had to rummage around her refrigerator at two in the morning tryingto find something to shove up her pussy, just so she could prove herself a *real woman*.That bitch could probably have any guy she wanted.”Her anger quickly faded to feelings of self loathing at the remembrance of lastnights escapades. Her pussy was still a little sore from the vigorous fucking she’d givenher self with that cucumber. Not that she didn’t like it at the time. She remembered howcold it had been at first. The way it had pushed her lips apart as it slowly stretched herlong neglected hole. How good it had felt to have something filling her again as she rammedthe green makeshift dildo up her rapidly juicing cunt. She’d spent a better part of thenight ridding that slimly satisfying vegetable. Janice could feel her self becoming wetagain at the memory.”It wasn’t so bad, she thought. It was kind of nice now that I come to think of it.The way it squished in and out of me. The slurpy sound my pussy made as it pumped in andout. Maybe my mystery man knows what’s best for me after all. “*****************************Luch hour found Janice in one of the seedier parts of town. She checked the addressagain to make sure she was at the right address.”Le Sex Shoppe22527 Napuc Ave”This was the place alright. She had looked for listings in the phone book earlier thismorning, as was surprised to discover that there was an adult shop so near her work.”Just go in, get what you need and leave,” she told herself. “How hard can that be?”Janice opened the door and stepped in. She paused a moment to let her eyesadjust to the dimly lite room. The first thing she noticed was the smell. It assaulted hersenses as she stood there and gaped at the sight before her.. The small shop had the muskysmell of cigarettes and sex, and was packed with a variety of porno movies and plasticdildos of every size. She spotted a selection of sex toy against the far wall and quicklyheaded for them.Dildos, vibrators, and buttplugs of every size lined the wall before her.”There all so BIG, she thought. I don’t know what I should be looking for…” She pickedsomething up and read. “Buttplug Buddie,” were they k**ding?! Did people actually put thesethings up their ass!?! Janice realized she had no idea what to buy. What kind of thingswould he expect her to own. Did he expect her to own a “buttplug”. Did women really by thesething? She didn’t have any bases for comparison. She’d lead a rather sheltered existence uptill now. Maybe she was out of touch with her womanhood after all.”You gonna buy something lady, or are you just gonna stand there and drool overthem?The deep gruff voice came from the man behind the counter. She’d been aware of himstaring at her for some time now.”I.. No..I mean yes.. I mean.. I’m looking for..for.. For a GIFT! Yes a gift for afriend. I’m trying to find a gift for a friend of mine.” Janice regretted saying that themoment it left her lips. It was such an obvious lie, but she just couldn’t bring her self toallow anyone to think she was buying one of these for herself.”Oh I see,” the clerk said with a smile. He’d heard it all before. He’d known fromthe moment she’d walked into the place she was out of her element.” Well perhaps I can makea few …suggestions for your friends gift” It had been a slow day so he though he couldhave a bit of fun with her.”Thank you. That would be very nice of you” Maybe this wasn’t going to be so badafter all she thought. She could agree with what the man said and act like she knew what shewas doing.”Well the first thing we got to determine is what kind of woman your friend is. I amassuming this is for a woman right?””Oh yes. I’m… I mean SHE needs to pick up a few ..umm.. Of the items womenneed now a days””I see.” He was getting a kick out of playing along with this bitch. Shedidn’t have a clue what she was doing and he though that this might be a way to make up forthe slow sales earlier. “Well if your friend is any kind of real woman at all, I’m sureshe’s going to want quite a few of our *items*.”Janice bristled for a moment at the question of whether or not her “friend” was anykind of real woman. The man had unknowingly hit upon Janice’s sore spot with that commentand her answer was spoken with quite a bit of annoyance.” You needn’t worry your self about what kind of woman I… I mean SHE is, justplease show me what the standard assortment for a woman would be!””Standard assortment?” He thought about this for a moment. What the fuck wasthis bitch talking about. Did she really believe there was some kind of minimum amount shewas suppose to buy? “Oh of course.. the *standard assortment*” he said as if he sold suchthing all the time.”Thank you, I’m sorry I was a little cross but I’m in a bit of a hurry,” Janice justwanted to get out of there as fast as she could. She felt like a foolish c***d at having toask a man something she believe she should already now about.”Well then lets see. Your *friend* is going to need a dildo. All the basic packageshas at lest ONE dildo. Now what size do you thing she might want. Small, Average or Horse?”It took all his will to keep a straight face while talking to her.”Uh? Uh.. average I believe would be more than adequate””Ok then,” he said as he grabbed a soft pink colored dildo from the wall and placedit on the counter. “Now does your *friend* use the standard daytime wear butt plug, or doesshe prefer the ones you can leave in over night?” He had to smile at that question as hewatched her frown in thought.”Umm.. Well she.. I think that maybe ..” Janice floundered. Had she been able tothink straight she would have questioned the assumption that all women wore butt plugsthroughout the day, but lack of sleep and the need to get away from this embarrassingsituation left her muddled. “Day time wear is fine… I guess…,” she stammered.It went on that way for the next ten minutes till she had amassed two dildos, onevibrator, a butt plug, a bottle of lubricant and several magazines depicting hard core sexscenes that the man in the store assured her was usually included with such a purchase. Shepaid for the items then hurriedly left.************************”God I must be an idiot,” she moaned as she went through the bag of itemswhile sitting in the parking lot. She’d realized later that the man had been toying withher. “Standard day wear or overnight indeed!” She spat as she replayed the conversation inher mind. “And I stood there like an idiot and actually believed him! Well I’m not goingback there, so I guess I’m stuck with all this stuff. If nothing else at lest I’ve got a fewdifferent thing to show my mystery man tonight.********************************************Making Mother my SLUT 5(Jumping Jack Jiggles)Janice sat impatiently at a stoplight, waiting for it to change. “C’mon, you stupidthing. Let’s go,” she muttered as she wiggled her bottom back and forth, enjoying thefeeling as the lips from her fiery pussy rubs slightly together. . “I don’t have all day.”she said as she absent mindedly reached up to massage her big breasts through her blouse.She felt her nipples grow hard as they pushed and strained against the rough fabric of herbra.The workday seemed to drag on forever. She couldn’t wait to get home and check here-mail. Every day was the same. She would promise herself that she wasn’t going to letherself be distracted during work, that she would set aside her personal life until the endof the day. She would start out pretty well, busy and focused, but within an hour she wouldstart dreaming about *HIM* and the things he would have her do. Soon she would feel herpussy getting wet, her bare outer lips swelling and pushing against her panties, rubbingwhenever she twisted or turned at her desk. Her nipples would stiffen and push out into theopen, causeing lewd obviose bumps against her blouse. It was all she could do not to spreadher legs and masturbate right on the spot. She tried to imagine the scene that would cause.Skirt hiked up, legs splayed wide, and half her hand buried up her pussy while herco-workers gawked at her. She found herself thinking more and more about sex. It took greateffort, to pull her mind back to her duties but within an hour she would start daydreamingand become aroused all over again. Playing out erotic little fantasies about her e-mail manand what he might have her do. By the end of the day, her overheated pussy would be achingand her nipples would be sore from rubbing against her bra.The light finally changed and Janice shot around a slower car. Humming to herself, sheabsentmindedly ran her left hand up and down her thighs as she drove, occasionally rubbingher mound for a second or two. As her excitement built her foot pushed harder and harderagainst the accelerator. She was well over the speed limit by the time she shot by thepolice car.”Oh great! Just what I needed.” Janice cursed as she saw the red lights flash in herrearview window. “Ok, pull it together girl. Just tell him your sorry, get the ticket andget home. Nothing to get yourself worked up about.” Janice pulled over and waited.The car door opened and a formidable looking female officer stepped out. Janice watchedas she slowly approached her car, then pause as she looked into the backseat. A look ofdisgust crossed her face as she shook her head and walked up to the window.”I’m sorry officer, I guess I was just a little anxious to get home.” Janice laughedcasually, trying to play down the event.”Yes, I bet you were,” she responded with distaste.”Excuse me officer?” Janice looked at the woman in puzzlement.The officer looked down and then eyed Janice accusingly. She followed her gaze and onlythen noticed that while she’d been wiggling her little ass around, her skirt had managed towork it’s self up her thighs pretty high. “Oh! Oh, excuse me.” She felt her face burn hotlyin embarrassment as she tried to work the hem back down.”Next time watch your speed or I’ll haul you in!””Yes, I will officer. I promise.” Janice couldn’t figure out why the woman was actingso hostile towards her. All she’d done was go a little over the speed limit. Nothing towarrant the disdain with which the woman treated her. After she handed Janice the ticket shenoticed her look into the back seat one last time and swore she heard the woman murmur”SLUT” under her breath..Frowning she looked into the back seat to see what the big deal was. The minute she did thequestioning look on her face came crashing down. She felt a hollow feeling in the pit of herstomach as the first thing her eyes landed on was the cover of a magazine showing a woman’sface, smiling and covered in cum. The cover beared the title “CUM QUEENS” in bright yellowletters. When she’d turned the last corner her big bag of goodies had fallen oven and dumpedthings everywhere. Dildos, vibrator, buttplug and dirty magazines covered the back seat.Janice sat there for a good ten minute before pulling herself together enough to collect upthe items and stuff them back in the bag.”Just… just don’t think about it. Just DON’T think about it!” But she did think aboutit. She kept playing it back over and over in her mind. “That lady must think I’m the worldbiggest whore. Here I am with a back seat full of porno, my skirt half way up to my ass andme telling her “I’m anxious to get home!” She groaned and tried to think of other things.As she turned onto her street and caught sight of her driveway, her heart started beatingfaster and her spirits heightened. She had to fight to keep from driving too fast again.All thoughts of what happened left as she thought of *HIM*. She couldn’t wait to hear fromher honey.She blushed as she thought of the picture she had sent him last night. It was the mostoutrageous thing she had ever done, and she had done it in front of a perfect stranger.Somehow, though, it was ok to show that side of herself to him. She’d never shown that sideof herself to anyone- didn’t even know it existed- until she met her on-line lover. She justknew he loved her for it. Suddenly nothing seemed so bad after all.I’ll bet he thinks of me all the time too, she thought. He’s probably as lonely as Iam. I’ll bet he thinks I’m some kind of sexy woman. Surely he’s hopelessly in love. It won’ttake long and he’ll be proposing to me. I’ll be married again soon and we’ll live happilyever after. All I have to do is keep pleasing him until he proposes. I can do that. I cankeep him happy. She pulled into her driveway with a smile once again on her face… and abag of porn by her side.*******Janice hurried in the door and threw her papers down onthe table. “John! I’m home, honey.” She had her coat off andwas heading for the den with the bag when he popped out into the hall.”Hi, Mom. Wanna see my History test? I got an ‘A’,” Johnbeamed, waving a paper at her.Janice sighed. She was anxious to check her email andsee what her lover’s message was for today. Her pussy wasalready soaking wet. Lately it started flowing as soon as shegot home and started for her computer. Her panties always seemed to be wet now a days.Still, she couldn’t neglect her son.Of course, John guessed how anxious his mother was tohear from her new boyfriend. He was deliberately delayingher, for two reasons. First, it was fun to talk to her,knowing she was dying to go get her mail. He enjoyed watchingher as she unknowingly wiggled her bottom from side to side, trying to ease the pressure onher boiling pussy. Second, it was great talking to her,trying to guess what perverted pose she would be sending himlater tonight. Knowing that the well dressed business woman who now stood before him wouldsoon be posing like a two dollar whore by nights end.By the time they finished and Janice got into the den,she was dying to whip off her clothes and masturbate right onthe spot. God, I’m turning into such a sexy woman, shethought to herself. I’ll bet my lover can’t wait to hear fromme. She was grinning like a schoolgirl as she read hermessage:It’s obvious that you are a woman who loves sex andbelieves in pleasing her man and that is excellent.Good girl (Janice felt a wave of pleasure at thepraise).However, I feel you’ve been dishonest withme. In your early letters, you told me that youwere of average weight. After looking at the lastfew pictures you have sent me, that is obviouslynot true. Based on that small roll of fat around yourtummy, I’d put your weight at about 150. Accordingto my calculations, you’re about 20 poundsoverweight.Janice flushed with embarrassment. He thought she wasfat! All her work and all her effort and he was going to dumpher because she was out of shape! Panic seized her. Of course, he was right- she WAS alittle heavy. In fact, she’d told John justyesterday at dinner that she weighed 152, the most she hadever weighed. She’d been meaning to go on a diet for a whilebut then she’d gotten distracted by *HIM*. Now every thing was in jeopardy because of it.All her dreams of wedding bells and becoming a family again were crumbling before her. Withtears in her eyes, she continued reading:I’m willing to overlook this lie THIS TIME, on twoconditions. First, you must never lie to me or tryto fool me again. If I ask you a question, I expectit answered truthfully and if I ask you to dosomething, I expect it done. Lie to me again and weare through. Second, I want you to start a diet andexercise program. Tonight. Since you have lied tome about your weight, I will need daily proof thatyou are exercising. I want you to make a posterthat lists your weight, what exercises you havedone and how many of each type. Each day when youfinish working out, I want you to have someone elsefill in the chart. You may not do it yourself untilI can trust you again. Have your picture takenbeside the poster in your exercise clothes andemail it each day, along with whatever otherpicture you are sending me. Then I will believethat you are really trying to lose weight.There IS one more thing. You lied to me. For thatyou must be punished. I won’t tell you how- I wantyou to select your own punishment. Think about ituntil tomorrow night, then tell me and I will tellyou if it is sufficient. I expect the punishment toequal the crime. I don’t like doing this but youwon’t respect me if I don’t. Once you are punished,we can go on.Janice felt the hot tears rolling down her cheeks. Hethought she was fat and dishonest. There was no doubt aboutit, she was losing him. She knew it. She couldn’t let that happen.Quickly, she typed a reply:Please forgive me for not telling you I needed to losesome weight. I know it was wrong, but I was embarrassed. Iwill lose weight- you will be proud of me. I will also thinkof a fitting punishment for lying to you. I will mail youagain later, after I’ve exercised and promise never to try andhide anything from you again.Janice stripped to her bra and panties and startedrummaging through her drawers. She already had her old sweatsout and was putting them on when she remembered that *HE* wasgoing to see her outfit when she had her picture takenafterwards. I’ve got to look good, she thought. I need toimpress him. The last thing I want is for him to be any more disappointed in the way I look.Pulling the sweats back off, she dug into thebottom of her drawer.The only thing she could find was an old yellow leotard .She eyed it for a moment.There was no way she’d be able to keep her current bra and panties on under that thing.She’d look ridiculous with them poking out from underneath. She’d have to take a photo latershe knew, and the whole point was to look good. Quickly she unhooked her bra and her ampletits came spilling out of the cups. It would be a bit awkward, but she’d have to exercisewithout it till she got a new outfit. She peeled off her moist panties next, then picked upthe old yellow leotard again.She pulled it on.”God, I haven’t worn this in five years,” she thought as she surveyed herself inthe mirror. It was so tight she could barely fit into it and it was stretched tightly overher body. The scoop neck was pulled low, exposing her deep cleavage to the point of almostexposing her tits all together. The crotch pulled tight across her mound, clearly outliningthe shape of the pussy beneath it. As she bent over to pull on some socks the back pulleddeep into her ass crack leaving her cheeks exposed.I hope it doesn’t rip, she thought as she straightenedand plucked the material out of her butt. Well, it’ll do fortonight, then I’ll buy a new one. Now, I need to make aposter, then find an exercise partner….John lay on his bed, watching TV and rubbing his cockthrough his pants. He had spent all of math class thinking uphis message. He knew he’d written it well so when he heardthe knock on the door, he wasn’t really surprised.”John, can I talk to you?” his mother asked.”Sure, Mom. Come on in,” John replied.It was hard not to suck in his breath when his momwalked in. Her outfit was skin tight, he could see hernipples sticking out as her big boobs jiggled together with every step she took. Hell, hecould see almost everything she had. He forced himself toact nonchalant.”J-John, I’ve decided to start exercising again and Iwant you to help me. I want you to keep track of my progresson this poster. If we do it together, maybe I won’t quit.””But, Mom, I’m watching TV. This is a good movie,” Johnput the pressure on.”Please, baby. Help me out,” Janice tried to stay calm.”I won’t stick to it if you don’t help me. This mean a lot to me.”John pretended to be engrossed in the TV. “Well, can youdo it in here while I watch TV?”Janice was so grateful he was willing to do it, shenodded her head eagerly. “Yes, that’s a great idea! I’ll beright back.” She scampered down the hall to get the scales, her tits bouncing and asswiggling.As soon as she left the room, John scooted over to hisopen closet door. Reaching up to the shelf, he turned on thevideo camera he’d hidden there. This ought to be fun to watchlater, he thought as he grinned. He hurried back to the bed.He’d been pretty sure she would come to him. Shewouldn’t want to tell her friends that she needed someone towitness her exercise program. Damn, this was going to begreat. She was practically naked- he could see everything-and she was going to be in his room like that for an hourevery night. Mom, you are such a SLUT. You deserve everythingI’m going to do to you…Janice came back in and put the scales down. When shebent over, her leotard popped into her ass crack and she didn’tnotice it in her excitement. She stepped on and waited forthe needle to stop moving.”Ok, honey. Write down 151.”John recorded her weight in the proper box, then lookedup at her. “What exercise are you going to do next, Mom?””I’m not sure. What do they have you do in gym?” It hadbeen so long since Janice exercised, she had no idea what todo. John was ready for that.”Well, they usually have us start with 25 jumpingjacks.” He pretended to be absorbed in his movie but at theedge of his vision he could see her tits bouncing up and downwildly as she jumped. I can’t wait to play that back in slo-mo, he thought. When she finished he wrote down the numberand started her touching her toes, wondering whether her bigtits would fall out of her top when she bent over. Each bend pulled the crotch of theleotard higher and higher up into her ass as well, and eventually began to pull between thelips of her pussy. She unknowingly put on a great show from her son as she puffed andpanted. Her leotard creeping up her pussy and tits almost spilling out.John led her on for an hour, from toe touches to situpsto leg stretches to leg lifts to crunches to working with theweight set in his corner. By the time he was done she wassoaked in sweat, her leotard all but invisible. Her nippleswere clearly visible and if he hadn’t already known her pussywas shaved, it would have been obvious from the view he hadof her plump lips while she did her cool-down exercises. Theseat of her leotard was completely twisted and pulled betweenher cheeks and she’d given up on pulling it out after aboutthe fifth time.Janice smiled sexily as John took her picture, holdingthe poster. John didn’t really care about the picture, he’dbeen there to see it live and he had a video, but it wasimportant that she dress slutty for her training. Tomorrowhe’d tell her how much he liked her outfit and how he’d liketo see her in it every day. She wouldn’t be buying anythingthat fit better. He would also have her do 5 more of everyexercise. You will be the best exercised SLUT in the state,he thought as he eyed his mom, with her leotard halfwayup her snatch and her tits practically falling out the front.Janice scampered down the hall with her prized picture.I can’t wait to show him how good I can be, she thought.He’ll be so proud of me. As soon as she got to her room, shestripped off her soaked leotard. Sitting at thecomputer naked she ground her ass into the chair began to type. Tomorrow I better getsomething new, alongwith a sports bra. Her boobs ached a little from slappingabout. Thank God John hadn’t seemed to notice- he’s still tooyoung to pay attention to girls.She quickly typed her letter and sent it off, along withher picture. Now, I need to think of another picture fortonight and a punishment to make up for lying…************John replayed the tape of his mom while she showered up . He watched as her tits bobbedand heaved with every jumping jack set . Dressed in her tight sweat covered leotard,bouncing and jumping around on the screen, John grew hard and avidly pumped his dick in timeto her gyrations. She was so pliable, so accepting, so perfect. She could easily be madeinto the worlds hottest SLUT! John smiled wickedly as he focused in on the red puffing faceof his mother as she exercised on the screen before him… “And she’s gonna be all mine!”Janice struggled over what kind of punishment would be fitting for lying to her loverabout her body. It had been embarrassment over it that had prompted her to lie in the firstplace. She chewed on the bottom of her lip as she thought. Since it was that embarrassmentthat lead to her lie, it made sense that she should somehow make it part of her punishment.Well, I’ll have to think about it later, she thought as she set up her camera on thetripod to take tonight photo for her lover. ….**************Making Mother My SLUT 6(Handfuls of humiliation)Janice awoke as if from a haze and looked around, trying to get her bearings. “God, “she groaned sleepily as she gazed over at the clock. It had been a long night for her, spentdiscovering the new found joys of her dildos..”Oh no, OH NO! 8:02! bakırköy escort I should be at work by now. I never over sleep, what’s wrong withme?!Throwing off the covers, she sends an assortment of porno magazines and dildos flying tothe floor in her rush to get ready.”I’ll have to skip breakfast, no time. Just a quick shower to freshen up before I go,”she muttered as she got up and started for the bathroom.As she stood she heard something hit the floor with an odd “sluurpopp” noise as itslithered out from her pussy. Looking down she sees one of her dildos laying on the floor byher feet. It was covered in a lite sheen of her pussy juices and reflected the light fromher bedside lamp obscenely. She remembered the delightfully full feeling it had given herwhile she slept, then with a shake of her head put the plastic phallus out of her mind.”I don’t have time for this, I’ve got to get ready.”***John crept out from his room and listened at the bathroom door, making sure his mom wasin the shower before sneaking into her room. He was surprised to still find her home when hegot up. Usually she was long gone by the time he got up for school.”Must have been a rough night, he chuckled as he walked into her bedroom and saw theassortment of dildos and vibrators s**ttered about. The smell of her overheated pussy stillhung in the air from the previous nights escapades. John took a deep breath and reveled inhis mothers musky scent.”Mmmm, I can’t wait to see what my little mother slut sent me this time,” He smiled ashe thought of the way his mother was becoming more and more accepting of her situation. Shewas like an addict, willing to go through anything for her next fix from her e-mail man.John noticed the bright pink dildo on the floor and bent to pick it up. It was stillslightly warm and covered in his mothers juices. His heart raced, and he felt dizzy as hebrought the glistening shaft slowly up to his mouth, then quickly darted his tongue outacross it’s side.”Oooo, mommies got a tasty twat alright” He began to lick the rest of her cream off theshaft and wondered what she would say if she could see her little boy now, cleaning herjuices off the dildo that was only minutes before buried up her snatch. If she found outthat her precious baby knew what her pussy tasted like now, he wondered what her reactionmight be.”Soon”, he said. “Soon I’ll be licking this right out from her first hand, and she’llbeg me to do it.” He drop the dildo and went to check and see what his mother had sent him,the taste of her pussy still fresh on his tongue.******Janice rushed to get her things together and was almost out the door when she noticedthat she’d left her computer on last night.”Dam,” she fought with her self over checking to see if he’d sent her anything yet. “Heprobable hasn’t even checked his mail this early in the morning. Besides, I really should begoing. I’m over an hour late as it is….” Janice still stood there staring into her den atthe computer. Finally she gave in.”Oh what the hell…it won’t take long.. Just a quick peek to see if he sent meanything.”She was surprised and very happy when she heard the *ding* of new mail ring out.Janice…I like your new workout uniform and don’t want you to change athing. I will expect to see all future progress photos with you in it. Is that clear?Second, I was VERY displease about not receiving any other photos of you to go with it,and what about your punishment. I’m still waiting for that. (Janice suddenly felt ill. She’dtaken several photos with her new dildos last night, but had fallen asleep before sendingany of them off). Since you seem to not only be a liar, but a forgetful bitch as well, Iseriously doubt weather you’re worth any more of my time. If you can’t remember to take thepicture your self, then find someone to take them for you! I will also be checking to makesure you’re dressing like you say you are. I’ve talked to several friends of mine in yourarea that will be able to check up on you. You won’t know who they are, but they’ll reportback to me if your being honest or not. Don’t disappoint me Janice. You can’t afford it! Ihave such plans for the two of us. One more thing, I’m tired of hearing you refer to your”breasts” and “vagina” in your messages. They’re called tits Janice…. TITS!, JUGGS! MEATMELLONS! And it’s not a “vagina” It’s called a pussy, a cunt, snatch. For Gods sakewoman, stop acting like a c***d.She sat unmoving as tears rolled down her cheeks. She kept disappointing him at every turn,but he forgave her again. He was so good to put up with all her faults for so long. She newhis patience was wearing thin and she couldn’t blame him. Wiping the tears from her face sheglanced at her watch an noticed she’d just made her self another 20 minute late by checkingher messages.”It’s was worth it”, she thought as she got up to leave. “At least now I can have timeto think up a way of making this all up to him. He said he had plans for us…. He must meanmarriage. Yes that’s it, he want to marry me…ME! and .. and I keep disappointing him….”she stopped before she began crying again.******John watched his mother through a crack in the door. He’d hoped she’d stop and checkher messages before she left. Turning her computer on so she would notice it on her way out.He’d been disappointed to only find the workout photo she’d sent to him this morning.”Shit,” he thought. “I’ve got a whole tape of the whore jumping around and shaking herass, I was looking forward to seeing dear old mom with a dildo up her cunt!.”Of course Janice had no way of knowing that her son was the one manipulating her. Playingon her fears and doubts. She sent every picture of her self thinking it went to somehandsome stranger, who longed for her as much as she did for him. She was wrong. As her sonspied on her from the door he didn’t notice the tears on her face… only the way her titsbounced ever so slightly with every sob. She was just a big titted slut to him. The factthat is was his own mom made it all the better.*****It was 10:20 by the time Janice dragged herself into work. She was hoping to slip inunnoticed, but knew that was impossible when she saw Miss Dori standing at herdesk..waiting.”I’m sorry..I.. I overslept. I’ve never been late before in all the time I’ve beenwo..” She stopped and just stood there under the piercing gaze of her supervisor. Janicefelt like a bug, pinned to the spot by the younger woman’s stare. She didn’t say a word.Just looked at her for what seemed an eternity, then stalked off. Janice new better than tocome in late again.******As she worked Janice tried to come up with a fitting punishment, as well as think upsome more “adult” ways of referring to her self. It was harder than she originally thought.Thinking in erotic, sexy ways was new to the 37 year old mother, but she had to start if shewanted her relationship with her lover to continue.”Tits,” she’d say to herself. “Juggs.” She rolled these words around in her mind. “That’show he want me to start think of my brea… I mean my *mellons*.” After 2 hours she foundherself no closer to coming up with new ways of describing her self than before. In theback of her mind she thought she heard a faint *squeaking* noise.”Maybe that Sex Shop would have something…?” She hated the idea of going back there.”I don’t think I could ever face that man again.” *squeak Squeak SQUEAK* The sound seemed tobe getting louder. “Maybe he won’t recognize me. He must get lots of women go through thereevery day.” *SQUEAK SQUEAK* “I can make a quick stop on my lunch break. I…” SQUEAK SQUEAKSQUEAK! ” Where in the WORLD was that sound coming from!” It was only then that Janicenotice how quite the rest of the office had gotten. She look over and for the first timenoticed that all her co-workers where staring at her. “Wha…” She looked confused thenrealized in horror that the sound was coming from her!” Her chair had been swivelingslightly from side to side from the motion of her ass wiggling about as she thought of allthe things her mystery man was making her do. Everyone just looked at her, not saying aword. Slowly the hum of the office started up again and everyone went back to working.*****Janice sat in the stall of the restroom with her face in her hands. “Oh what they allmust think of me,” she wailed. She’d practically run to the restroom after the humiliatingexperience. While she sat there, she heard a few of the other women in her office enter therestroom.”My God, did you SEE her!””Yea, talk about pathetic. “Janice listened to the two women as they gossiped about someone.”If it wasn’t so funny, it would almost be sad.””Poor girl. Must be years since she last got any good meat in her!”The two broke into laughter. “Who were they talking about?” Janice leaned forward tryingto hear better.”Well, is it any wonder she doesn’t have a guy of her own. I mean, have youseen the way she dresses. I’ve known nuns with more style than that old cow.”” Yea, it’s to bad too, she kinda has nice tits.””Jenny!””Well she does, even under those frumpy clothes you can see she has a real bigset on her.””Yea, well at her age they probably hang half way to her knees>’Peels of laughter rang out again as the two girls viciously talk about the unknownwoman. She tried to imagine who they could possible be talking about. It was only as theybegan to leave that she heard one of them say..”Poor Janice….”She’s become the office joke…..*******Janice fumed as she drove down to the small sex shop during lunch. “Those BITCHES! Whothe hell do they think they are to talk about ME like that! I’ll show them. I DO have a manof my own…. and he cares and loves me for the sexy woman I am… well… almost..” Janiceset it into her mind more than ever that she HAD to do every thing possible to make her manhappy. More so now than ever. She’d show them that she could be just as desirable as theywere. All she had to do was follow her lovers directions and she’d show everyone!The shop was just as she remember it. Small, dark, and smelling of sex and cigarets.”Hello again.””Oh God this is all I need” Janice was hoping the clerk had forgotten her, but evidentlyhe had not.”Umm..Hello”she whispered out.”Don’t tell me. Let me guess. You’ve come back for a bigger size, or perhapssomething a bit thicker.”he smiled as he announced this loudly across the store.”No, no. It’s plenty big enough thank..I mean…No, NO it’s fine! Janice wasbecoming flustered again. It seemed the moment she walked into the place her mind had beenleft outside. “God what a question to ask me,” she thought as her face burned brightly withembarrassment.”Well then what can I do for you today” The moment he saw her walk in his dickbegan to harden. He’d been thinking of her ever since she’d come in a couple of days ago. Heloved the way her face turned bright red when ever he asked her anything. It made his dickstone hard knowing she was so uncomfortable around him.” I’m looking for a video, but I’m not sure which one I want. Is it ok if Ijust look around a while?””Oh sure thing, sure thing. Take your time, look around.”Janice tried to look inconspicious as she walked around the store, gazing at all thevideos. She never realized what a wide selection of videos there were. This was going totake more time than she’d originally thought. “I can’t afford to be late back to work. Notafter this morning. I”m going to have to ask…” Janice braced herself and walked up to thecounter. She knew the moment the man started talking to her she would fall into the samejumbled mess she had before.”Excuse me… I was wondering if you could suggest a video?””Well we got lots of videos lady. We carry a little of everything here. What kindyou looking for?” He smiled as he leered openly at her.”Well I’m not sure. I’m kinda..well that is… I was… I need to..”He watched as she faltered. He’d long since taken his dick out and was slowlystroking it behind the counter ,out of site, as he watched her try and explain her need tohim.”I’m not really sure, I need something with a lot..a lot of talking in it.” Shedidn’t know any better way of putting it than that.He smiled like a cat asked to watch the canary. “Talking?” he asked innocently.”Well let me see what I can find for you. In the mean time why don’t you have a quick peekat our video booths in back?””Video booths? Umm. Why yes thank you. Thank you very much.” Janice fished out afew dollars and handed them to the man, who exchanged them for small golden tokens.”Here you go” he said as he reached over and clasped her hand, letting the nowslimy tokens fall into her palm. “Sorry about that, I guess I’ve got sweaty palms.””That’s ..that’s ok,” she smiled weakly and wiped her hand off on her skirt,then headed into the darkness of the back room.He watched her as she went into the back, the streak of his precum drying onher skirt where she’d wiped her hand. As soon as she was out of sight he opened a smallcabinet behind the counter and took out one of the specialty tapes hidden there.Janice stumbled around till she saw the faint glow of the tv monitors up ahead.The place reeked of..of..well she wasn’t sure what the smell was. She found an empty boothand dropped a token in. Instantly the small room was lite up by the image of a young womanhappily bouncing up and down on a mans huge cock. The girl seemed so happy. So content,Janice remember how wonderful her dildo had felt up inside her last night. How full andcomplete it had made her. She could feel her pussy begin to drool as the lewd images flashedbefore her in the darkness. She looked around then quickly slipped her hand up under herskirt and let one of her fingers slide into her buttery smooth pussy. It was so hot, felt sogood. As she fingered herself she began to enjoy the deep musky smell of the back room. Itwas so manly she thought so..so.. Sexy. Her fingers flew wildly in and out of her. She newthat anyone could walk in at any moment but she didn’t care. Her head swam with the manlysmell of the small warm video booth and she LOVED it. She didn’t know what had suddenly comeover her. She just felt so horny, her pussy burned for something more than just her fingersto fill it. As she leaned against the side of the booth, skirt hiked up around her waist,fingers pistoning in and out of her she noticed for the first time she wasn’t alone.Across from her in the opposite booth was a man staring at her as she fingered herself.She should have felt shame at him seeing her in such a private way, but she didn’t care. Herpussy was in control at the moment. She turned her head to look directly at the man, herhips now thrusting themselves onto her hand as she neared orgasm.`He’s masturbating,” Janice thought, and then changed her mind. “No, no he’s jackingOFF!” Thinking this way made her cunt twitch with excitement and she slipped two morefingers into her drooling snatch.. “He’s jacking off while looking at me.. At ME.” Thatthought pleased her. It made her believe she was sexy. That she was desirable and not thepathetic older woman the girls at the office thought her to be. She felt like a real womanfor the first time in a long time as she lewdly pumped half her hand into her twat with loudsucking sounds. ” I still have a chance to prove my self worthy to my man. I still have achance…..Unghhhhhhh!!”Janice came at the thought of pleasing her mystery man. Her body shook violently as herpussy clamped down on her fingers again and again. She noticed that the man across from herhad walked over and was now pumping on his swollen prick mere inches from her leg. She justcontinued to ride her fingers as wave after wave of lust pasted over her. Just as she wascoming down from the sexual daze she felt something hot hit the side of her calf, thenanother, so looked down to see the stranger shooting thick gooey white ropes of cum acrossher exposed leg. She could feel it’s hot sticky wetness as is drooled down her leg towardher shoes and all she could do was smile and think to her self….”I’m sexy…….I’m sexy”************************Afterward the man zipped up his pants and hurriedly left. She stood there with his cumrunning down her leg and pussy juice covering her hands and most of her inner thighs.Reality slowly started to sink back into her mind as her pussy now sated released control.”What have I done! I must be going MAD!” She looked around and tried to find something towipe the vile cum quickly drying against her leg off with. She couldn’t find anything..There was nothing to use to wipe it up with. Jut then her watched sounded off, beeping thehour to her. “I’ve got to go. I’ve got to go now.” She pushed her skirt down and tried tostraighten herself up as she walked out of the back room and into the front of the storeonce again, not know that she’d left her soaked panties behind.The clerk looked at her and smiled. “Did you enjoy your movie?” He looked over thecounter and noticed the drying cum stain on her leg. “Well I see someone did…”She didn’t look up at him. She could meet his gaze, not now, not after what she’d..`How much do I owe you for the movie?” She just wanted to get out of there. Well it’sa rental, you’ll have to return it in two days. There a $60 deposit and a $5 rental fee.”Fine.. Fine..Here you go. $65″ She grabbed the tape and headed for the door. It onlydawned on her then that she would have to come back to return the tape.******The rest of the work day was hell. She had made it back with only seconds to spare. Shequickly tucked the leg with the mans cum on it under her desk and out of sight. She spentthe rest of the day trying to get her work done and ignore the whispers around the officeabout her.By the time she got home Janice was exhausted, both physically and emotionally. All shewanted to do was take a long hot shower and forget the day ever happed.”Hi mom, ready for your workout?”Her son bounded down the stars and the tired woman just looked at him in confusion.”Workout?” she croakedHe held up the tiny leotard and just smiled….******Making Mother My SLUT 7(Wanton Workout)Janice looked up at her son with tired and weary eyes. “What areyou talking about John?””Exercising of course. You’re the one who practically begged meto help you with this.””John I’m too tired right now…and what are you doing with myleotard. I told you about going into my room young man.” Janice worriedthat her son might have seen her new collection of toys she’d left layingabout, not knowing that she her self had told him in great detail about hernew collection of dildos. Of course see didn’t know she was telling herson at the time she sent the mail off.”Hey, I didn’t go into your room.” John said defensively. ” Youleft this laying in the bathroom. I just thought I’d bring it down and saveyou a bit of time.” John held out the small striped leotard toward hismother.”I’m sorry John. I didn’t mean to snap at you…I’m just reallytired” Janice reached out and took the small piece of stretch material.”Just give me a few minutes and then we can get started…ok?” Sheneeded her son to help her. Her email man had told her to have someoneelse make a photo record of her exercise program, and she had no oneelse to turn to.”Yeah…what ever,” John said and turned to go back up stairs. Heknew she needed him. Hell, he’d made sure she would have to come tohim for help. “Just a few minutes John.. really,” Janice began to get nervous. Shecouldn’t afford to make her son angry with her. She didn’t really have anyclose female friends she could ask to help her, and he was the only male inher life. Well, him and her new e-mail mystery man. She made a mentalnote to make it up to John somehow. After all, he was only trying to helpher. ******The computer in the den came on with a beep and the whirl of thehard drive. As usual, before she’d even taken off her shoes or gotten outof her work clothes, Janice went to check her messages. She sat andwaited patiently..then she waited some more…then a little longer. No newmessage greeted her. “There must be some kind of mistake.” she laughed nervously toherself. “Yes, that’s it. I must have dialed into my account wrong.” Janiceworriedly tried to bring her e-mail messages up on her computer….Nothing. “I…I..don’t understand… it was working this morning. It has towork…IT HAS TO!” Janice turned the computer off and then triedrebooting her system. Nothing. She tried retyping in her password anduser name…nothing.”JOHN! John honey come down her quick..please! Something’swrong with my computer! I can’t…I can’t seem to get…” Janice beganfrantically hitting keys. She looked like an alcoholic trying to coax the lastfew drops from a bottle as she tried to get her computer to give her justone more message. “JOHN! PLEASE HURRY!” her voice cracked with anxiety. Ifshe couldn’t check her messages, how would she know what *HE*wanted. How would she send him proof that she was worthy of him. Howwould she…John stood just around the corner from the den, listening to hismother as she tried to get her computer to work. He knew it wouldn’t doher any good, he’d seen to that earlier. Oh sure his mother could sendmessages, type up letters, and even scan her pictures in, but beyond thatshe was lost when it came to understanding the programs that made it allrun. He tried to hide the wicked smile on his face as he turned the cornerand walked into the den.A look of panic and fear crossed Janice’s face as her fingers flewover the keyboard trying all the tricks she’d learned from her son to getthe computer to load up properly. She turned away in frustration andbegan to call out again. “JOH… Oh there you are. My computer seems to be locked up. Ican’t check my messages.” She said this last statement with a desperateedge in her voice.”Well it’s probable just a glitch. Did you try rebooting?'”Yes I tried that.””How about checking the system files for..””Yes yes I check that too””Did you..””I check EVERYTHING! I checked it ALL and it stillwon’t WORK!” Janice was practically hysterical.She tried the computer again. John looked at his mothers ass asshe turned around and bent over, hitting a few keys on her computer. Heknew when he’d fixed it so she couldn’t use it that she would be a bit onedge, but he wasn’t expecting her to fall apart so fast. His dick swelledand his young balls ached as he watched her ass sway beneath her skirtwhile she worked on getting her computer back up and running. He’dnoticed that his mother seemed to be swishing her ass around a lot morelately, or maybe it was just that he was now noticing it. Everything wasworking out as he’d planed. He pulled his eyes away and tried to makehis next few words sound angry.”I’m not the one who messed up your stupid computer!” he neverspoke back to his mother, but thing were changing. She needed him andhe used that fact as leverage. “So if your gonna yell at me, you can fix thedam thing your self!” He turned and started to stalk off.Janice wasn’t thinking straight. She ever so slightly wiggled herhips back and forth as she tried to get her computer running. She hadn’tbeen thinking straight for some time now. Her thoughts lately had beenmuddled and always seemed to focus on her new lover. “I’ve got to beable to get my messages…I’ve just GOT TO!” She u*********sly movedher ass around more, trying to relieve the growing itch deep in her pussythat seemd to always be there these days. At her son’s words Janice stood and looked up quickly. As she triedto figure out what to say to her son she found her self thinking in astrange new way. She should be furious with him for talking back to herthat way. Instead all should could think about was that if he didn’t helpher, she would loses all contact with her new love.”NO!.. I mean no, no Wait please. I’m sorry John… you know,it’s just been a bad day. I woke up late, had a terrible time at lunch… thenthis…” she waved her hand toward the computer, “happens and I just gota little overwhelmed.” Please.” Please fix the computer for me..” Shealmost cooed out the last few words. John raised an eyebrow and looked at his mom. He liked to hearher beg in that winey voice. He’d never heard her speak to him withanything less than absolute motherly authority, and now her voice wasdripping with sweetness trying to coax him into helping her. He lovedplaying with his mother this way.”I thought you were going to change so we could get yourworkout done?””Well..yes but I was just going to check on my mail first…”Janice stood there looking sad and almost pathetic in her sonseyes. Some times he felt guilty over what he was doing to her. When everhe felt that way he’d look at the pictures she’d sent him. Pictures of herspread wide and looking like a complete whore, or the video of herexercising with her big tits flopping around and ass shaking about. Allguilt would be gone as he jacked off to these things. She was his toy now.His new plaything, and he loved the feel of power he had over her. “Look, I’ll check your computer for you. In the mean time go getinto your workout clothes. This way we won’t lose any time.”Janice seemed torn between getting the workout started andstaying to see if her son could get her computer working again. Slowlyshe left to go get changed.”Finally'” John sighed as he checked to make sure the lockout heinstalled on his moms computer was still working. “It’s good mom’sthinking through her pussy these days, or she would have easily found thesecurity lockout.” He chuckled to him self as he rearranged a few morefiles on her computer. He’d been trying to keep her off balancedeliberately. Making sure she was up late taking pictures of her self.Keeping her worn down with the exercise program, and now making sureher alarm wouldn’t go off to wake her in time for work. She was slowlybreaking down and he loved every moment. What son wouldn’t want toget the upper hand on his mother.*****The leotard was just as tight today as it was yesterday, if nottighter. The almost sheer fabric hid practically nothing as her large titsseemed to want to spill out of the deeply cut front with each jugg jigglingstep she took. The bottom wasn’t any better. The bottom kept workingit’s way up her ass, and the crotch looked like her pussy was trying toswallow it as it kept slipping between her swollen cunt lips. She looked atthe ridiculous image of her self in the mirror. Where once stood adignified respected older woman, now stood the image of a cheap lookingslut. The tight lycra leotard was almost worse than being naked. The wayher tits strained against the top and made her nipples visible was badenough, but the bottom was just obscene. “Doesn’t matter, she muttered.The only one who sees me dressed like this is John, and he could careless.” At that thought she was surprised to find her self feeling a little sad.She didn’t want her only son to look at her in a sexual way, but he was aman (well a boy really) and she couldn’t help but feel a little unattractiveat the thought of him not seeming to care that she was about to bouncearound in front of him half nude.”I’m ready,” she said as she walked back down stairs. Shestopping every few feet to pull the bottom of her suit out from her ass.”Did you get the computer working?” she asked hopefully.John looked at his mom standing there in her tiny uniform. He’d bepumping a thick load out tonight thinking about the way she looked now.Her hair and make up still styled so business like and professional, whileher body was dressed in something more fitting a street hooker.”To bad she’s not ready yet,” he thought “I hate to waste all thishot jizz… I’m gonna he’d have to find some way of *sharing* all thiscreamy goodness with dear old mom till she’s ready to take it straightfrom the source”Janice noticed the strange smile on her son’s face and thought hemust have figured out what was wrong with her computer. “Can I checkmy messages now?””Sorry mom. Looks like your computer need some major work.It’ll take me a day or two ta get it running again.””A DAY OR TWO!” Janice caught her self yelling and then triedto calm down. “But..but I need to send some…Ummm..some…*things*out tonight!” Janice’s mind raced. What was she going to do! She neededa computer… then she remember that her sone had a computer up in hisroom.”John,” she said sweetly. ” Do you think I could use yourcomputer till you get this one working?””No”Janice wasn’t expecting that answer and just looked skocked.”I’m sorry mom but I need my computer for my homework. Youknow that.””But you don’t understand…I… I… HAVE to send..” Janicewalked over to her son and tried to get him to agree with her request. Sheknew she could just tell him to bring it down. Order him as his mother,but then he wouldn’t help her with the exercises any more. Either way shewas going to lose her new man. If she didn’t get online and send off herphotos she would lose him. If she ordered John to let her use hiscomputer, she wouldn’t have anyone to help her exercise and would stilllose her lover. She was on the verge of crying when she heard her sonsay..”Well…I guess you can use it as long as it stays in my room.” Janice’s heart soared. “Oh thank you, it will only be till you can getthis one fixed” she hugged her son, pressing her large tits against. Reliefflooded over her as she once again knew she could mail her new love.The feel of his mother tits against him felt good as he hugged herback. He could smell the slight hint of her perfume, along with what he’dcome to recognize as the smell of his mother over heated pussy. Helightly pressed his hard dick against his mom as they hugged. He couldfeel her stiffen slightly as he did, but she didn’t let go of him right away.Janice was happy. The world was right again. She would still be able totalk with her love and send him the pictures he wanted. As she huggedher son she thought she felt him push what felt like a VERY stiff dickagainst her. She froze for a moment. She must have been mistaken. Whywould her son have a hard-on over his middle-aged mother. It must justbe her mind playing tricks on her again. *******The music from the stereo pumped out a beat that Janice tried to keeptime to, as her son instructed her on her daily exercise regiment. Hestarted with jumping jacks again. This time she needed to do 25 of them.As she jumped up her tits, unrestrained by a bra began to bounce andjump against her chest painfully. She had always had a rather largebustline. It had helped her attracted he first husband Frank, but as theyears wore on they had begun to sag ever so slightly and now needed tohave a bra to support their massive weight. By the time she finished her last jump her chest was stinging and hernipples felt a little raw from all the rubbing up and down against the insideof her leotard. She felt a small spark of excitment begin inside her as hernipples throbbed.”What’s… what’s next John> ? Janice was out ofbreath already, but knew she had to keep going if she was ever to get slimdown to her new lovers ideal weight.”Let’s try some deep knee bends mom. Those are always good.”John tried to act like he could care less about watching his motherssweaty body bounce around in her tight clothes. He just kept remindinghimself that the hidden video camera was taping everything for him toogle over later.”Deep.. Deep knee bends ? Janice was a littleworried about how the crotch of her leotard would work up inside her ifshe squatted down. It was already riding pretty high from just the jumpingjacks. “Don’t be silly Janice”, she told her self “This is your SON, just dothe exercises and get them over with. He’d not even paying attention toyou.” Janice blushed over worrying about her uniform. John began to count out the knee bends….One… Janice went down, her knees parting as she squatted, theclothe of her suite pressing tightly against her mound.Two…As she went back down she could feel the bottom justbeginning to snake up.Three…Her pussy began to bulge out around the sides as thematerial was forced up between her lipsFour…With this one the hem disappeared between her fat cunt lipsand her pussy was clearly visible.Five…She looked over at her son nervously and was glad to seethat he wasn’t even facing her. He had his nose buried in some book.What she didn’t know was that the video camera was at a perfect angle tocapture every moment.Six… As she went down this time she began to realize that thematerial had bunched so that every time she sank down to her knees itslide deliciously across her tender little clitty.Seven…She bit her lower lip and looked over at her son again.Her pussy was starting to drool.Eight… Her knees began to get a little shaky as her pussy juicedup and her clit began to swell, making the material rub even more withevery move.Nine….Her hips began to give a slight thrust forward every timeshe slide down. The material of her leotard now soaked with her cuntcream began to squish back and forth.Ten..Janice could feel an orgasm approaching. She new if she keptthis up she would cum, but if she stopped it would cause her son to lookover at her. He’d see that the inside of her thighs were already coveredin her cream and her pussy was hungrily chewing on the band of clotheriding between her legs.Eleven…Janice closed her eyes and reveled in the feeling of herhot pussy’s pleasure. He head was spinning and she felt dizzy with lust.Twelve….She could feel the pressure building up in her cunt as itboiled and juiced.Thirteen…As she slide down her knees gave out and a powerfulorgasm ripped through the middle-aged mothers cunt. Her hips jerked asshe rode the wave of pleasure, forgetting that her son was only a few feetaway.It was a few moments before she realized that her son hadstopped counting. The force of her powerful orgasm still had her dazed.She barely noticed that it was her son helping her to her feet. She stoodthere with a happy “well fucked bitch” smile on her face as her sonhanded her a poster board and the took a picture. “It’s ok mom” “I guess you just fainted from the workout” I’ll just take your record photo and we can stop early fortoday.Janice stood there. Her brain slowly starting to register that shehad just orgasmed in from of her c***d. That while he was trying to helpher better her self, she had rutted around on the floor in the throws of apowerful orgasm like some slut. Shame burned inside her. Her flushedface slowly began to turn a deeper red from the embarrassment andhumiliation of it all. She looked at her son as he patted her on the arm.”Why don’t you go get some rest mom. You look really tired.”She just smiled weakly at him as he walked off and headed upstairs… leaving her standing there with the bottom half of her leotardjammed up her cunt and the inside of both her legs smeared with herjuices. She began to cry…”He thinks I passed out from exhaustion…He thinks that I just collapsedfrom the strain of the workout. Janice felt small and cheap as thesethought filled her head. In her mind her son was an innocent, a c***d still.So she let herself believe that he didn’t know she’d just creamed duringher workout. She needed to believe it. She was changing, she could feelit. She would never have done something like that before..Janice picked up the Polaroid picture of herself. It showed herholding the chart of progress, a slight glistening wetness between herlegs, and her leotard pulled WAY up her snatch. As she looked at it shefrowned…Odd..I could have sworn he had taken 3 photos..She took thepicture and headed up to take a long relaxing hot shower and let the dayfade away into a distant memory.****Up stairs John had his pants down around his ankles and pumpedfuriously away on his young adolescent prick. The thick shaft of hisswollen cock began to spew out hot gooey ropes of cum as he looked atthe other two pictures he had take of his mother. Oh sure, she would havesent them to him through her messages eventually, but he couldn’t wait.After watching his mother cum like the slut he knew she was, he neededrelease. All doubts he may have had about turning his mom into his sexslave slut vanished as he’d watched her withering on the floor before him.As the flood of cum from his bloated balls began to subside he looked atthe small puddles of his jiz he’d squirted onto the floor. His face took onan almost evil look as a plan to get his mother to swollen his cumunknowingly crossed his mind. …**********Making Mother My SLUT 8(Sampling Sperm)Janice let the warm soapy water wash down her body as the spray fromthe shower drained away all her cares. The memories and trials of the pastweek faded into distant dreams. The weekend was finally here and JaniceMonroe was planning on catching up on some well needed rest. While lettingthe spray of the shower hit her body one of the jets struck her nipple andcaused it to stiffen instantly. A tingle began to spread over her body asshe stood still, letting the hard pulse from the shower head dance over theever hardening nib of her tit.”Ummmm, yes,” she hissed through clenched teeth. Her pussy began toboil again and one of her soapy hand found it’s way down and began to rubit. “Nice…. so nice….” Janice was lost in the pleasure as random imagesbegan to flash through her mind. She could feel the beginning of an orgasmstart to build deep within her.She thought of the man at the Adult Shop who had jerked off on her. Thefeel of his hot cum at it hit her leg in slimmy bursts, then ran down andcooled against her hot flesh. Her pussy spasmed slightly against herfingers…She thought of the look on the clerks face as he leered at her. Staring ather body. Seeing the drying cum and knowing what must have gone on in theback booths. Her pussy tingled and gripped her fingers harder, but still herorgasm was just out of reach.She though of the women she had overheard in the bathroom at work, and wassurprised to find her pussy flutter slightly at the though that one hadthough she had nice tits.She remembered looking over at her son sitting on the couch, seeminglyreading a book. The way her pussy felt with the crotch of her leotard jammedup inside it and the slick feeling of her thighs as they rubbed togetherevery time she stood. She remembered cumming in front of her son,…. andher orgasm hit her like a truck! Her pussy clutched at her stabbing fingersand she could feel her cunt muscles trying to milk them, as if trying tocoax cum from her finger tips. Her body shook violently and she almost fellas wave after wave of excruciating pleasure washed over her.It was some time before the panting woman was able to regain control andslide her fingers from herself. She felt worse now than ever.”You’re SICK Janice Monroe!” she told herself. “It wasn’t bad enough youhad to act like a common tramp in front of your own son….. On no! You hadto use that memory to get your self off AGAIN!” Janice was disgusted withher self. What kind of mother was she, to be getting excited over suchthings was wrong. “I wouldn’t blame him for hating me…He must think hismother is so cheap. I only pray he keeps thinking I collapsed fromexhaustion instead of wanton lust….” Janice felt dirtier now than when shehad gotten into the shower….John worked fast in his mother’s room. He didn’t know how long she would bein the shower so he had to hurry. She kept the door to her room closed allthe time now, so the smell of her nightly activities was strong. The smellof pussy seemed to be everywhere. Her sheets lay crumbled at the foot of herbed, along with an assortment of hardcore magazines and what John had cometo recognized as her favorite dildo.Digging through her dresser drawers he grabbed another couple of herplain white panties and stuffed them into his pocket. He’d been slowlytaking them out from her room for the last week, depositing them in theclothes hamper, till all she had left to wear was the sexier styles. As hewalked from her room he pause and looked at her alarm. She’d forgotten toset it this morning and had been off schedule all day. He knew that being worn down was helping him to manipulate her. He couldn’t afford to let hercatch up on her sleep, so he made sure to set her alarm to go off at 4 am.Once his mom woke up he knew she couldn’t easily fall back to sleep. “Thatought to keep the bitch so mixed up so won’t be able to think straight. ” Heno longer thought of her as his mom. She was just a set of tits and holes tobe use for his dicks future pleasure.Janice Monroe wasn’t the only one changing. Her once loving and devoted sonwas becoming more and more manipulative and degading to her by the day.******She took her time in the shower. She was in no hurry to face her son again.She wrapped herself up in her robe and headed toward her bedroom, checkingthe hallway to make sure her son wasn’t around first. As she opened her doorthe dimly little room reminded her of the grimy Sex Shop. It was dark…smelled of sex… and a variety of pornography and sex aids littered thearea. She made a note to herself to spend some time this weekend to clean upthe room and air it out. Heading over to her dresser drawer she lookedaround for something to put on. All her regular panties were gone shenoticed. Only the crotch less and high french cut lacy styles remained.”That’s weird, could I have used all the others already? I’m sure I dida load of wash just last weekend.” Cinching her robe back up she left herroom and went over to the hamper by the linen closet and looked inside. Sureenough, s**ttered about inside was a variety of her conservative cutpanties. She picked up a pair and noticed that the crotch seemed to bemoist. Dropping the wet item back inside she headed returned to her room.”Jesus woman you’re going to have to control yourself better.” Janice toldherself. ” At this rate you’re going to soak every single pair before themiddle of the week.” Janice had no way of knowing that the wetness wascaused by her young son’s copious amounts of cum. He’d taken to jacking offan then smearing his nut butter into the crotch of his mothers pantiesbefore dropping them into the hamper. She had thought that her lack of cleanlingerie was do to her constantly drooling pussy.Choosing the more modest of the few styles left Janice slithered into ablack pair of sheer high french cut panties. “At lest these have a crotch inthem” she thought as the thin material snuggled up against her mound. Shereached for her comfortable set of sweat pants then stopped. “I’ve got tolearn to dress better. Even if it’s just at home, I’ve got to teach my selfto try and always look my best” Janice scanned her room and looked over whatshe had to wear. She had already decided to go out shopping this weekend topick up a more flattering wardrobe, but she needed to find something fornow. Rummaging through the bottom of her dresser drawers she came across apair of old running short she used to wear when her ex and her went jogging.She used to be slimmer back then, and if she tried to put them on, she knewthey would be way to tight. Then again, from what her net lover had toldher, men find tight clothing on women sexy….”Why not.” she said as shestepped into the eclectic blue satin shorts.******John worked down stairs fixing dinner for the two of them. He’d decided onspaghetti since it was relatively easy to make and the heavy taste of thesauce would mask the special *seasoning* he would be adding to his mothersplate.”Oh yeah…. Ummph..umph…” John pounded on his prick. His pantsaround his ankles and his young cum bloated balls bouncing crazily bellowhis jerking cock as he imagined his mom eating his cum. ” Gonna give yousomething to eat tonight mom..Umph ahhh…” He stood with his raging dickpointed at his mothers plate of spaghetti. “Oh yeah..YEAH OOOAHHH!” Johnwatched as the purple head of his cock pulsed and a jet of white cream shotout and landed across his mothers food. He kept pumping his dick. Milking asmuch of his cum out onto his mother’s food as he could. As the last fewdribbles of his thick cum landed on her plate he tucked his spent dick backinto his shorts and pulled up his pants.Janice looked at her self in the mirror. She had had a hell of a timesqueezing into the old shorts. The bottom of he ass cheeks showed plainlybelow the tight material and hugged her ass like a second skin. As sheturned to see the front she noticed that with her sheer panties and thetight pussy gripping short that the outline of her cunt was as plain as ifshe were naked.`Boy am I glad I don’t have to go out like this.” she said as she lookedfor a top. She came across a blue shirt that more or less matched the colorof the shorts and took one more look at herself before going down stairs.She resemble one of the women in her ever growing collection of porn. Cheap,slutty and easy. “Well… that’s the way he want me so… so I guess that’sthe way I’ll have to be. It’s not so bad. I do kind of look sexy, kinda ofyoung and sensual.” Janice left to go down stairs…ass cheeks showing andtits bouncing all the way. Looking more like a slut on the make, than amother going to have dinner with her son.John was just finishing stirring up the cummy mess on his mothers platewhen she came bouncing down. He had to stiffly a laugh when he saw her. Shelooked ridiculous in her get-up. A 37 year old woman dressed in clothes noself respecting highshcool slut would even wear. He put a straight face onlooked at him mom.”You look very nice tonight mom.””You…You think so?””Yeah, sure do. You look like a million bucks.” John smiled at this as hethought “Well, more like a five dollar whore, but you don’t need to knowthat.””You don’t think it’s to small on me?””Not at all. I think it makes you look years younger, and really pretty.”Janice beamed at her son’s praise. She felt more at ease now. Her sonthough she looked pretty. That was so cute she thought.”You stay here mom and have a seat. I made us some spaghetti. You lookedreally tired earlier so I thought I’d cook for once.””That’s very sweet of you John.” Janice was so lucky to have a son likeJohn. Dressed the way she was and with the way she’d been acting lately shewas sure her son must be wondering what was wrong with her, but he’d justbeen so supportive. “I’m a very lucky woman,” she sighed as she sat andwaited for her dinner.Being young John’s supply of cum never seemed to be in short supply, andafter seeing the tramp that came down the stars posing to be his mother heknew he was going to be adding to her meal.”Hope you.. *ungh ungh* like cum mom because * Ohh Umm* your gonna beeating lots of it from *ahhhh* now on * ughhhhhh *****************Making Mother My SLUT 9(Nightly Duties)John watched as his mother swallowed mouth full after mouth full of thecum beşiktaş escort coated spaghetti. He loved the fact that she was unknowingly gobblingdown his freshly pumped out cum. His mind started to drift as he imaginedher sucking down his creamy nut batter straight from his dick. The waythings were moving she’d be his in no time.Janice looked up from her plate and noticed her son staring at her. Heseemed to have a far off look in his eyes as he watched her.”John? John honey is everything ok?”John snapped out of his fantasy and stumbled for something to say…”Oh..err, yeah. Yeah sure thing mom. I was just wondering if you liked thespaghetti.” He put on his best innocent smile and looked at her sweetly.”It’s fine dear. As a matter of fact it’s delicious. I never knew youhad such a talent for cooking.” Janice spooned down another mouthful of hersperm sprayed food as she spoke.” Oh it was nothing really. Just a little something I *came* up with.””I really don’t know if I should be eating this though. I mean I amsupposed to be watching my weight you know.””Ah come on mom. One meal isn’t going to ruin your diet. Besides, I thinkyou look great just the way you are. What made you decide to go on thishealth kick all of a sudden anyway?”Janice flustered slightly at the question. “Oh..umm..I don’t know. I wastold that….I mean.. I was thinking… I was getting a little over weight.That’s all.””Well I don’t think you are. You may dress a little old fashion but yournot fat or anything. You look…”You think I dress old fashion?” Janice cut him off before he could finish.”Well….. Your clothes are a little old looking.”Janice bit her lower lip and thought about what her son was saying. Shewas planning to get new clothes this weekend, but what if she just ended upchoosing all the wrong styles again.”I’m sorry mom. I didn’t mean to say that you were old… just the wayyou dress makes you look older than you are is all.” John took a sip fromhis soda and looked over at his mom. She was sitting there with a patheticsort of “who me” look on her face as she tried to think things through. Heknew he was playing on her insecurities.”I… I look old?”Well not now you don’t. The way you dressed tonight makes you lookmuch younger. You look like one of the girls in that TV show about theLifeguards. You know… the ones who are always running around in theswimsuits.” John took another bite of his dinner and acted as if he had juststated something that should have been perfectly obvious to hismother…like the world was round or that the sky was blue.”Really?!” Janice beamed at being compared to the beauties on the show.She looked down at her self and saw the way her big floppy tits made thetight material of the teeshirt swell out. “Well I guess I have been dressinga little conservative lately.””Well, not for a librarian thinking about becoming a nun you haven’t…”John paused then laughed out loud. His mom started laughing with him andboth enjoyed the joke over their meal. Janice felt really good about herself as she sat across from her son laughing. She took another mouthful ofher plate of cum soaked spaghetti and smiled at her son.**********Janice closed the door to her room and made sure the lock was on. Thedimly lite room was a mess and she made another mental note to herself toclean the place up before it got any worse. Carefully she pulled the tapeshe’d gotten from the Sex Shop out and looked it over. It had no label oridentifying marks on it at all. She slipped the tape into her VCR andpressed play. She had moved a small set into her room and had fumbled withthe VCR connection for an hour before getting it hooked up right. UsuallyJohn was the one who did things like that for her, but she couldn’t have himseeing the condition of her room. For that matter he might have asked whatkind of movie she wanted to watch that she had to be locked up in her roomto watch.The screen was blank as she settled back onto her bed to wait for themovie to start. With a loud grunt and gasp the screen came to life.Janice jumped from her bed to turn down the volume as the first scene tocome on was that of a woman noisily slurping away at a huge cock. She lookedback at her door and hoped her son hadn’t heard it. There had been no titleor introduction…just this vulgar opening scene. She left the volume lowand moved a chair closer to the set. She leaned in and tried to listen towhat was going on as the blonde girl continued to suck away.****”Ooh yeah baby, suck my cock! Suck on my big dick and I’ll give yousomething to coat your throat with!!”” Umph ummm gulmph ummmm…” Was all the woman on screen said as shegreedily slurped on the man’s gigantic tool.****Janice watched the action on the screen. She’d never seen a porn flickbefore. Well, not except for the brief time in the booth at the Sex Shopthis afternoon. She was enthralled as the woman on the screen made love tothe man’s dick like it was a dream come true for her.”My god I can’t believe people actually let themselves be taped doingthis!” she said as she watched the lewd scene. ” His voice sounds familiarthough for some reason.” She wondered about it for a moment, then got caughtup in the action on screen. She could feel that all to familiar tingle startin the pit of her belly as she watched the tape. Her pussy was still tightlywrapped up in the small pair of jogging shorts and she could feel it startto heat up. She began to moved her ass around in small circles in the chair,enjoying the way the tight clothes pinched and rubbed against her mound.The movie was of rather poor quality and she thought it must be somesort of home made video. As she watched she tried to slip a finger under thecrotch band of her short, but they were far to tight for her to work evenone finger up into her dribbling snatch. Instead she began to rub herfingers across the outline of her pussy through the quickly dampeningshorts. As the camera pulled back and showed the face of the man getting theblowjob, she realized for the first time that it was the man from the SexShop on the tape! Her fingers stopped rubbing against her crotch, much tothe anguish of her pussy, as she just stared at the smiling face of theclerk who was getting his dick drooled over by the nameless blonde slut.”Dam him!” She thought. “Dam him and his tape! He knows I’ve got to goback and face him when I return this thing” Janice turned the set off andtried to push the image of the man leaning back in his chair getting ablowjob from the blonde bimbo out of her mind. Her pussy still unsatisfiedbegan to burn and itch in frustration. All it cared about was gettingsomething nice and thick inside it. She was horny now and needed to get offbad. She just couldn’t bring herself to watch the rest of the tape though.It was bad enough every time she closed her eye’s she saw his face smilingat her, she didn’t need to make it any worse.”I’ll just have to find some other way of improving my vocabulary for mylover. Maybe…. Maybe John…. No.. No, that’s going to far asking him tohelp me learn words like that.” Janice ejected the tape and shoved it backinto the bag. She sighed and looked at the clock. It was already eleven PMand she was dog dead tired. She looked back at her bed and just wanted tocrawl in and sleep, but she knew she still had pictures to take. Bleary eyedshe searched for her favorite pink dildo among her collection of toys andmagazines. She picked one of them up and looked at the cover. “Pink Pussieson Parade” it said. She chuckled to herself. Only a few weeks earlier shehad yelled at John for having a few Playboy magazines in his room. Suddenlyshe felt like a hypocrite. After all her son was doing for her she treatedhim so badly. She made up her mind to return his magazines to him in themorning.Janice rummaged around for her vibrating pink lover a while longer. As herpussy started to heat up again at the thought of finishing off what it hadstarted earlier, she began to feel the energy coming back to her again.Janice smiled as she found it, then stood to wiggle out of her tightclothes. She laid back on her bed, sleep no longer on her mind as she spreadher legs and pushed the head of the plastic cock between her meaty pussylips and sighed.*******It was well past one in the morning when Janice crept into her son’sroom. Her hair was tangled and mated to her forehead with sweat. She lookedlike she had just run a marathon and reeked of over heated pussy from herjuice smeared lips, to her slick pussy creamed thighs. She peered at herson through the darkness and was relieved to find him asleep. She walkedover to his computer and sat down. Upon touching the keyboard the screenlite up and showed that it was ready to go. She noticed he had even hookedthe scanner from her computer up to his already.”He’s such a blessing,” she whispered to herself. “He’s always lookingout for me, and trying to help.” She put the first picture into the scannerand watched as the image transferred to the screen. She had noticed thatseveral of the women in her magazines had been sucking on the ends of thedildo’s they were using, and had imitated them in her photos. She was quitesurprised to find that the taste of her own juices was rather pleasant. Infact she had began to repeatedly pull the dildo from her cunt with a wet*slurp* only to lick it clean and shove it back in with an equally loud*squish*.After scanning in the last of the three photos she began to write herlove about all the things that had happened to her today. She was unsureweather or not to mention the man in the booth cumming on her, but figuredit would be best to be totally honest with him. He already thought she was aliar, best to not anger him any more. She poured her soul out in her messageto him, attached the 3 pictures and connected to her account to send off themail. Just before she was going to close the connection her in box beepedout that she had mail waiting for her. Excitedly she opened and read themessage******/ Janice, although you do seem to be sticking to the exerciseprogram, you have yet to submit a punishment for your past lies. < Janicewas suddenly glad her son had insisted on her working out tonight, and thatshe had proof to show her lover>. So since you can’t seem to do anything onyour own, I’m going to give you the first half of your punishment my self.From now on you will be forbidden to wear panties of any kind. Maybe havingto deal with being bare beavered will help you remember that you can’t hideanything from me! The second half of your punishment is that you may nolonger choose your own clothing. Since you obviously have no idea as to howto dress, maybe someone else can do a better job for you. You will do thesethings Janice. And I expect proof of each!I know this may seem a bit extreme Janice, but I am doing this for your owngood. Soon we will meet and I want you to look as beautiful to the world asyou do to me.\*******Janice didn’t think he was being to extreme. Once she might have, but notnow. If anything she thought her man was very patient with her. She had beengiven every opportunity to find a punishment for her self and had forgottento. Her tired, sex addled brain only seemed to register one thing as shesat and reread the message…”I want you to look as beautiful to the world as you do to me….”She read, reread. and re-reread the words again and again. “He thinks I’mbeautiful..” she said as she sat there with tears in her eyes. In thedarkness John watched his mother. Her face was illuminated by the glow fromthe screen and as he heard her words he congratulated himself for addingthat last part to his message. She was eating it up, and looked like she wason cloud nine. He knew when he sprung his trap she would fall, and fallhard… right into his arms.*****As Janice crawled into bed and drifted off to sleep she worried as towho she could get to pick out her clothes every day from now on. She knewthe answer of course. Her son was the only one she could ever trust withanything her mystery man asked of her. She knew he wouldn’t make her go outdressed badly, he cared for her. Maybe even more than her onlinelover…maybe even more…… Janice drifted off to sleep a happy, but veryconfused woman.******************Making Mother My Slut 10(Shopping Spree)Janice slowly became aware of the shriek of her alarm as it pulled herout of a much needed sleep. She opened a bloodshot bleary eye and looked atthe small clock radio with confusion.”Wha…. Time to get up already?” She laid there for a momentlistening to the loud and annoying buzz before slowly struggled out of bed.Janice stumbled around a bit trying to get her bearings. “Can’t be late..Got to be on time today…” She opened her closet door and stood in front ofit. As she looked into her closet and tried to decided what to wear towork, her brain slowly started to come out of it’s sleep induced haze.”Wait..what am I doing.. It’s Saturday. She walked over to her alarmand picked it up. “4 AM! What the hell…” She jerked the cord out from thewall and threw the clock into the corner. Every muscle in her body screamedfor her to go back to bed, to get some more rest..Janice plopped back onto her bed and tried to go back to sleep, but evenas she laid there she new it wouldn’t do her any good. As tired as she was,she new once she woke up, that was it. She would stay awake. She lookedaround and felt like crying she was so exhausted. Janice reached over andgrabbed one of the porn magazines from her night stand. She had a lot oftime to kill before her son would be awake, and she could check her morningmessages. As she opened the glossy pages and stared at all the cheap andsexy women inside, her pussy started to tingle and demand attention. Sex wasthe only thing that seemed to comfort her these days. No matter what wasgoing on in her life…or how bad things got…shoving two or three fingersdeep into her snatch always seemed to make everything better. Janice spreadher legs as wide as she could and worked a fourth finger into her slobberingpussy, bucking and thrusting her hips up onto the stabbing fingers of herhand as she orgasemed. As she laid there panting and gasping, her fingersslowly began to slide back in and out of her pussy. She had LOTS of time tokill.John woke-up and got dressed. It was nearly 8:30 before the youthdecided to get out of bed. As he came down the stairs and into the kitchenhe saw his mom sitting at the kitchen table sipping a cup of coffee.”Morning mom.”Janice looked up at him and tried to smile at her son.. “MorningJohn.””Gees mom you look terrible. Didn’t you get any sleep last night?””Not really, that dammed alarm clock is broken or something. Half thetime it doesn’t wake me up, the other half it goes off for no reason.””Well maybe you should go out today and get yourself a new one.””Umm….. yes I was planning to. Uh John, speaking of going out today, Ihave something I need to ask you.””Sure mom, anything for you.” John turned from his mother and grinnedwickedly as he poured himself a glass of orange juice. He knew what wascoming.”I..I was wondering if you could…ummm well. I need to go shopping todayfor new clothes and I was wondering if you would go with me and..””Ah mom you know I hate going clothes shopping.””Please John. Please, it would really mean a lot to me. It wouldn’t takelong, really.””Well.. as long as it doesn’t take all day.””Thank you John, oh thank you. It won’t take us long. You’ll see.” Janicefelt like a weight had been lifted from her shoulders. ” I’ll go and getcleaned up, then we can go.” Janice was just about to leave when sheremembered what her lover had said about picking out her own clothes.”Oh umm, John, one more thing. I know this is going to sound reallystrange but…but can you pick something out for me to wear today?” Janiceblurted out the last few words and waited. She had no idea what her sonmight think of her request.”You want me to pick out your clothes for you? John said it like she mustbe crazy to ask him such a thing.”Well… yes” Janice squeaked out timidly. She didn’t know what she’d doif he said no. “Please God don’t let him say no,” she thought.Well…., if that’s what you want mom. I don’t understand why, but I’lldo it for you.” John acted like he was making a supreme sacrifice in pickingout his mom clothes.Janice came forward and hugged her son tightly to her. “You’re so good tome John” she whispered as she crushed her body against his. “I know I’vebeen acting a little weird lately.””No, it’s cool mom. I happy to help you out.” John pushed back into hismom and made sure his crotch was against her’s.Feeling the hard lump against her Janice’s hips thrust forwardu*********sly. She began to grind against him slightly. His embrace feltstrong and in it she felt warm and loved. More importantly her pussy feltsomething hard pushing against it, and began to boil in anticipations ofbeing filled with a hot piece of man meat. The two stood there for a fewminutes as mother slowly ground her crotch into son’s. Janice’s eye flewopen as she realized what she was doing. She pulled away quickly, causingher robe to open, reveling a good portion of tit to her son.”John! I’m…I’m so sorry I..I..” She left quickly and ran up stairs.”You’re a HORRIBLE woman Janice!” Tears filled her eyes and rolled down hercheeks. “I can’t believe I just tried to dry fuck my own son!” Janice hatedherself for enjoying the feel of her son’s body against her’s, but she hatedherself even more for wishing she could have finished rubbing herself offagainst him before she’d run off.John stood in the kitchen, a smile across his face and a large bulge in hispants. His mothers constant masturbation, lack of sleep, and crumblingconfidence was beginning to take affect. His Slut was starting to shape up.*******Janice emerged from the shower with just a towel wrapped around herself.She hoped she wouldn’t run into John yet. She was still feeling very guiltyabout what she had try to do with her son. Dashing into her room she quicklyclosed the door behind her. A sigh of relief escaped her lips at being onceagain safe in her room. Looking over at her bed she saw that her son hadlaid out some clothes for her. “He was in my room! Oh God!” Janice lookedaround at the s**ttered magazines showing women in various stages of beingfucked. Her favorite bright pink dildo sat plainly visible on her nightstand next to a big jar of lubricant. ” He saw…He saw everything.” Shestammered. She cursed herself for not having thought of the fact that hewould have to go into her room to pick her clothes out.He probably thinks I”m some kind of sex fiend,” she whimpered. “What sonwould have anything to do with such a depraved mother? Oh God I’m going tolose him…just like his father….” She began to sob.”Mom? Mom are you ok? John had been waiting for her to get out of theshower. He’d been in her room lots of times, but she’d never known that. Heknew she would be embarrassed about him having seen her collection of sexstuff.Janice looked up “Oh John I’m so sorry. Please don’t hate me.” She criedopenly.John watched her for a moment. Enjoying the sight of her large breast asthey heaved up and down with every sob, he began to wonder what they mightlook like with pieced nipples. Then decided he’d have to think more aboutthat.. Walking over to her he kissed her on the cheek and said “Mom that’sjust silly. I don’t hate you. Now get ready ok. It’s getting late and Ireally don’t want to spend all day clothes shopping.” He walked out andclosed the door behind him. Janice began to smile. Then a small laugh escaped her lips. “Hismother is turning herself into some cheap Slut for a man she’s never evenmeet before…..and all he cares about is not having to spend the dayshopping for clothes.” Janice began to laugh uncontrollably as she slipped alittle farther into her sexual insanity. Everything else in her world wasfalling apart or changing ecept her son. He seemd to be the only anchor inher life. The only reliable thing.****Janice came down dressed in the clothes her son had laid out for her.Everything except the panties that is. She knew better than to try and getaway with anything with her mystery man. As she walked she kept tugging onthe pair of jogging short. She didn’t like the way they showed off her ass.They looked painted on, they were so tight. The top at lest was moreconservative. It was a rather loose blouse that came down and did a rathergood job of hiding most of the shorts. Unfortunately her son did not put abra out for her. “He probably didn’t think about it” she’d thought. “Mostmen have no idea what carrying so much weigh around on their chest is like,so why would he.” Janice discover that the loose fitting blouse was not somuch of a blessing as she moved around. Every turn or step cause herpendulous breasts to bang around under the material. The once pert and wellshaped tits of her youth, now sagged a bit and flopped around freely whennot encased in a bra. She just couldn’t bring herself to ask her son forpermission to wear a bra…so she went without. “I’ll just have to becarful.” she thought. “I’ll just have to be very careful.”Here you go John.” Janice held the small stack of Playboy magazines outto her son. “I was wrong to take these from you.”John looked at the magazines and took them. “Oh, hey thanks mom. What madeyou change your mind? I thought you said that only sick people look at stufflike this.” John stared knowingly at his mom.”I was wrong…. I admit it. So just take the magazines back..ok” Janicefelt really stupid standing in front of her son and trying to make him takeback his dirty magazines. If nothing else it would make the fact that sheowned her own collection not seem so bad.******The trip to the mall was a quiet one. John had on his walkman and Janicewas busy trying to convince her self that she didn’t look completelyridiculous dress the way she was….She was losing that argument.Finally she just had to ask him. “Uh..John? Why did you pick theseclothes for me to wear?John turned to his mom and then removed the walkman. “What?””I said, why did you pick these clothes? They’re a bit small for me youknow. I feel kind of funny knowing I’m going to be walking around dressedlike this.””Ah come on mom. You’re the one who said you wanted me to pick out yourclothes. If you don’t want me to then..”No-no, no..I’m not complaining, really. I was just curious.” She smiled athim soothingly.”Well that’s the kind of stuff the girls at my school wear mom. I thinkyou look really pretty in them”Janice blushed. Well thank you John but don’t you think people will stareat me?”So what mom. People will only stare because you look really good.'”You think so? Well I guess if …” She looked at him. He would never lieto her..she thought. “Ok then John. Thanks I feel better about it now.”Janice Monroe walked into the Central City Mall with her son, looking likea complete whore. Her ass jiggled as the cheek tried to squirm out the backof the tight shorts. Her tits bounced and swayed wildly under the looseblouse. She heard the gasps and saw the people pointing at her. She lookedto her son for reassurance.”See mom, I told you. They all think you look really hot. Every woman inhere is probably dying of jealousy.”Janice gazed at her son, her confused looked turned into a wide smile.”You think so John? You really think all the other women are jealous.””Oh yeah.” John had to turn his head at that moment to keep from laughingat her. “God she was stupid, he thought. Every person in the place with halfa brain could see she looked like a complete Slut…well everyone exceptJanice.Janice held her head up high and strode through the mall proudly. Hermuddled mind didn’t see the pointing fingers and snickering smiles asinsults, but as complements.John steered his mom toward one of the larger department stores. A salesgirl quickly approached them.”Can I help yo…” the young woman stopped and just gaped at Janice. Thenshe looked towards John. At first glance it looked like the adolescent boyhad bought himself a hooker, but as the young girl stood there she realizedit was the strange woman’s son that was with her.”Yes said Janice, I need to buy some new clothes.””Obviously,” said the salesgirl.” I beg your pardon,” said Janice.The young salesgirl was never one to let a good commission get away fromher and quickly added…” I meant that of course you’re here to shop. Youlook like a woman with shopping on her mind.””Oh..well yes that’s true.” Janice smiled at her. “I think I’ll justbrowse around for a while first though.” Janice wandered off to look at askirt that caught her eye and left John standing alone with the salesgirl.”My your..your..,” the woman struggled for the correct word,”mother is it?She sure looks…well…different.””She sure does,” smiled John. “The doctor said that she might dress alittle weird at first but that she will get better in time.””Doctor?” ask the salesgirl.”Oh yeah, my mom was in a car accident a few weeks ago and hit her headpretty bad. She’s ok though. The doctor said I was just suppose to agreewith her if she said something strange. That it’s just temporary.. Somethingabout being tram..traom..trim..”Traumatic? Finished the salesgirl.”Yea, that’s the word he used. She wanted to go shopping today so Ithought I’d better come with her.””Oh that’s so sweet of you. Tell you what, I’ll make sure and go alongwith whatever she says.””Thanks, but I should warn you that she thinks she’s still in highschooland a cheerleader. That’s why she’s dressed that way.””Oh ok no problem. We have a lot of *special* customer who shop here.””Special,” John thought. He had to laugh at that. The sales girl thoughthis mom was brain damaged. She’s not brained damaged, he thought, she’sjust cheap, and by the time I’m through with her the whole world will knowit.”John..John honey come here a moment please.” Janice called over to herson and he left to go see what she wanted. As he went the salesgirl thoughthe must be a really great k** to put up with a mother like Janice.`What do you think John? Janice held the skirt up for his approval.”Nah, that’s old stuff mom. John looked around and grabbed a skirt off arack. “Here, try this on.””But..but John that skirt is for someone much smaller than I am. Besidesit much to short.””You see mom that’s your problem. You think like an old lady, so peoplelook at you as if you were. If you dress young, people will think you’reyoung.””I.. I don’t know about that John, I mean I’ll have to wear this stuff towork you know.”John just looked at his mom till she began to squirm under his gaze.”Look if you don’t believe me then go ask that sales girl. She thought youwere my sister you looked so good.””John that’s just silly. I’m 37 years old.” Janice wanted to believe herson. If for no other reason than to feel young again.”Well go ask her. I’ll start picking out a few more things for you.”Janice pause a moment then headed toward the salesgirl. “Excuse me, I knowthis is going to sound silly but how old do I look to you/”The young girl remembered what John had said about her accident. “Oh..Oh Idon’t know..ummm….I’d say you look like your probably in high school. ButI don’t remember ever seeing you in any of my classes.””Highschool? Janice repeated with amazement. “Really, well I … I meanyour right of course.” Janice’s head swelled with giddiness. She pushed herlarge tits out and relished her new found youth.As she walked away the salesgirl shook her head and just said, “I hopeshe gets better soon, for that k**s sake. Man, what a nut.”When she got back, John already had an armful of clothes for her to gotry on.”Here you go mom.” Go put this stuff on and I’ll go look for more.”Janice just took the clothes and headed off toward the changing room. Shewas half sex crazed, exhausted, and now with the exhilaration of beingthought of as so young, her mind was starting to accept anything John saidas Gospel truth.In the fitting room Janice tried on tube tops and mini skirts. Sheerblouses and half tops. She would come out and stand there squeezed intoclothes two sizes too small and both John and the salesgirl would both tellher how wonderful it all made her look. The last outfit Janice tried on wasa denim skirt that only came 4 inches below her shaved pussy and a half topthat clearly showed the bottom half of each of her massive saggy tits. Ifthe top was just two inched shorter, both nipples would be plainly visible.This along with a pair of black thigh high stocking and some high heels Johnhad brought over to her made the outfit complete. She peeked out of thechanging room.John…John you there? Janice called to her son but she couldn’t see himanywhere. She took a deep breath and walked from the changing room. “John.”she called out drawing the attention of most of the other customers.”Over here mom.”Janice looked over at the far end of the store and saw him standing by thejewelry counter. She timidly walked out from the safety of the changing roomand toward her son. With each step her confidence faltered. “Umm John Ithough you were going to stand by the changing room.””Wow mom you look hot!””Rea…really?”Boy I’ll say, hey look mom I found some great jewelry for you.” Johnhanded her a collection of large gaudy plastic jewelry. “Here try them on.”He began slipping some large plastic rings around her wrist, then handed hersome large gold hoop earings.” I..I don’t know John. I’ve never been one for wearing much jewelry.”She could hear the clink of the plastic rings around her wrist every timeshe moved her arm.” Just try them on mom. Please.. For me.””Well ok…for you. Janice put the earnings on and looked at herself in thedisplay mirror. What she saw was a complete stranger. Cheap would be to kinda word. She look like some poor white tash prostitute.”Boy those sure make you look sexy mom.”Janice just smiled then looked back into the mirror. She could feelherself slipping away. Being replaced by someone and something else. Fromdeep within herself a voice cried out for her to stop before it was to late.As she walked from the store with bags and bags of new clothes and saw allthe men gawking and whistling at her, that voice grew more and morefaint…..************Making Mother My Slut 11(Turning Point)The two of them went from store to store. Each time John would tell thesales clerks the same thing, and each time Janice would be told what evershe wanted to hear.”John? What do you think of this one?” Janice held up a brightblue nylon tube top for her son’s inspection.”Oh yeah, that a definite yes. That will go great with the black bikingshorts you bought at Macy’s.” John just stood back and watched as his momwent around buying skimpy tight fitting clothes for her self. He no longerhad to try and convince her to get anything. Thanks to his little talks withthe clerks, they ended up telling Janice she looked great in anything shetried on. Janice was convinced that squeezing her aging body into the tightfitting clothes made her look young and beautiful. Actually they made herlook cheap and pathetic. She looked exactly like what she was. A middle agedwoman so desperate for one last fling, that she was willing to throw herdignity out the window to get it.Janice placed the top in the growing pile of other clothes she andJohn had selected. She felt better than she had in years. She felt young andattractive once more. It was like waking up and having all her dreams cometrue. She had a man who desired her, a wonderful caring son who loved her,and a second chance at being young. Nothing could bring her down from thehigh she was feeling…or so she thought.John looked at his watch. He had been planing this day very carefully.Things were working out better than he could have hoped. If things wentsmoothly, he should have his mom begging him for attention…any attention.”Mom it’s getting late. You promised we wouldn’t spend all day shopping,remember?'”Oh,” Janice looked at her watch. “Oh I’m sorry John, you’re right. Iguess I just got carried away. I’ll just buy these things and then we cango.”John watched her wiggle over to the sales counter. “Mom sure has a niceass,” he thought. “Can’t wait to slip my dick up in it. I bet it’s buttersoft up inside that crack of hers. She’s a moaner too, I just know it. Shelooks like she’s really loud when she gets going.” John daydreamed about allthe things he was going to get a chance to do with his mom as he watched herpay for her clothes.”Well I’m all ready.” Janice stood before her son with her arms full ofbags. I have to drop something off downtown, but I’ll stop by the housefirst and let you off. Is that ok?””Yeah, sure mom.”Janice smiled down at her son. He had been patiently waiting while shehad spent most of the morning shopping for her new wardrobe. “I’ve got to dosomething special for my little man,” she thought. “John deserves somethingnice for all the help he’s given me over the last few weeks.”As Janice and her son walked away from yet another mall, she could feelall the eyes of the men on her. It had been a long time since anyone hadpaid much attention to her, and she was loving every second of it..*** **Janice hummed happily to herself as she and John drove home. She couldn’twait to try on all her new outfits and pose for tons of pictures for hermystery man. She just knew he would love all the new sexy clothes she had.Her revery was broken as she heard John talking to her….”You must be the prettiest mom in the world.” he said as he turned inhis seat to look at her.Janice blushed, “Why thank you John. What a nice thing to say.””No really mom, I mean it. I bet there isn’t another mom around that hasa nicer set of tits than you do.”The smile fell from Janice’s face almost immediately. “Wh…What did youjust say!””I said you’ve got a nice set of tits. They sure are big to mom. Nice andREALLY BIG. You’ve very pretty” John just smiled at her innocently as ifsons often talked about their mother like he was.”I BEG YOUR PARDON YOUNG MAN!” Janice slipped easily back into the roleof mother at hearing her son’s words. “How dare you speak to me that way!”Janice had no idea what had gotten into her son. He’d never spoken to herlike that before. She wasn’t sure how to react.”I meant it as a compliment mom….really I did. No need to get all madand stuff.” John tried to act hurt at being reprimanded. He knew she wouldbalk at hearing him talk about her like that. He had hoped for it as amatter of fact.”Compliment? COMPLIMENT! Telling your mother that she’s got nice big titsis not a compliment young man! I ought to wash your mouth out with soap forspeaking like that.” Janice forgot all about needing her son’s help. All shecould think about was that her precious little boy had just made a lewdcomment about her breasts.”Well then FINE!” I’m sorry I ever said anything!” John turned from hismom in the car. He had to or she would have seen the big shit eating grin onhis face. It was going down like clock work. She was acting just like heknew she would.Janice was in a bit of shock.”What the hell has gotten into that k**?”she thought. “John has always been so respectful…so helpful. I can’tbelieve he would just…just…” Janice froze as that thought ran throughher mind. She had yelled at him without considering the consequences. SheNEEDED him. Needed his help “Dam! I’m in it now.” Janice bit her lower lipand glanced over at her son. He was still sitting with his back to her.” Why did he have to say that anyway?” She thought. “Of all thethings a son can say to his mom…why that?”You know why, a small voice inside her mind said back to her. Look atyour self…Look at how your dressed for God sakes!”Janice looked down at herself as she drove. The swell of her large breastswas for the most part hidden below her loose blouse, but every bump in theroad reminded her of the fact that she hadn’t worn a bra that day.”Well he’s the one that didn’t put a bra out for me this morning.”Janice argued with herself.”God, are you listening to what your saying! You’re saying it’s yourson’s fault that he made a comment about your tits, because HE didn’t putout a bra for you!?! My God woman your 37, you’re his mother and you’ve beenwalking around shaking those udders of yours at him every chance you get.What did you expect from him. You want to blame an adolescent boy fornoticing a set of tits you’ve been shaking in his face and rubbing againsthim every chance you got. DO you know how pathetic that sounds?!”Janice took another quick glance over at her son as these thoughts racedthrough her mind. “It really isn’t his fault…. I’m the one who asked himto help me with my exercise, then end up wearing practically nothing tobounce around in front of him in. I’m the one who asked him to choose what Iworn today. I’m the one who was grinding my body against the poor boy ….”Janice stopped as guilt washed over her. She had paraded around in front ofher adolescent son for the past few weeks. Rubbed her self up against him solewdly in the kitchen this morning. Then gave him his stack of playboys backand told him looking at such things was ok. Is it any wonder the boy saidwhat he did.”He was just trying to say how nice I looked in my new clothes and Ibarked at him… I…I had no right to …” She stopped and looked over atJohn.”John….John honey I’m sorry. It’s just that son’s shouldn’t say suchthings to their mothers. Do you understand honey”John understood all to well. He knew his mom. She had an over developedsense of guilt. That combined with her lack of sleep made her as easy toread as an open book. He didn’t look over at her. He just let her speak.”John? Come on John…please don’t be that way. I said I was sorry.”Janice felt terrible at that moment. Just a few minutes ago she had feltlike she was on top of the world…now she felt like a first class heel.”I know… How about we go out to a movie? How about that?””John….?”The rest of the trip was silence…************Janice watched as her son got out of the car and headed straight for thehouse without offering to help her with her packages. She couldn’t blame himfor hating her at that moment. She hadn’t been much of a mother to himlately…then all of a sudden she had to get on her high horse about somesilly comment he had made about her tits. “Serves me right”, she thought.Serves me right…”John raced up stairs to get things ready. He didn’t think his mom wouldtry and use his computer as bad as she was feeling at the moment…but justin case, he had to be ready. Quickly he sat down and began to type out amessage for his future Slut.Janice placed the packages down on her bed. Suddenly she wasn’t sothrilled about trying on any of the new clothes. She felt horrible. Shesighed and picked up the bag with the video tape in it and closed the doorof her bedroom behind her. She paused at the top of the stairs. She debatedfor a moment then headed towards her son’s room. John? John I just wanted to say I was sorry again…and ..andwell…” Janice swallowed hard and forced the words out of her mouth. “Thankyou for saying mommy has nice tits. I appreciate you saying so John….Really.” She waited for a reply. Sadly she didn’t hear one. Turning to leaveshe was almost about to cry when she heard..”Your welcome..”A smile cracked Janice’s face. Once again her son had been able to accepther…forgive her. He never seemed to hold anything against her for long.Even her e-mail man had not been able to do that. As she left the house andgot into the car her spirits were starting to rise again. She giggledslightly and said.. “My son thinks I have nice tits…” She paused, “niceBIG tits…. how cute.”*****All the parking spaces close to the shop were taken. Being the weekend,the small shop had it’s usually full load of customers. She parked a fewblocks down and decided it would be easier just to walk.”Hey baby… How much?”Janice looked over at the small silver car as it pulled up and the windowrolled down to reveal a greasy looking man behind the wheel.”What?””How much hot stuff?”””How much for what?” Janice looked at the strange little man withconfusion.”Geez! How much for a blow job babe? God you ain’t to swift are ya?That’s ok though. The less brain in that head of yours…the more room formy dick in that sweet mouth…hehehe””WHAT! I’m NOT a hooker you sleazy sick little man!” Janice waspractically yelling at him.He looked around nervously, afraid that Janice’s shouting would attract acop.”How DARE you even suggest such a thing. I’ll have you know I’m a wellrespected member of this community!””Dressed like that you could have fooled me” was all he said as he spedoff before she could say anything else.”What was THAT suppose to mean?!”she yelled after him. Janice feltoutraged as she stood there on the street. “How dare he suggest that I’m a…a hooker. Where does he get off saying such a thing.” Janice caught thereflection of herself in a store window just then. She saw the way herblouse came down just below the top of her form fitting shorts. With out herbra, her nipples poked out against the thin material and were very obvious.The shorts themselves cupped her ass and pussy tightly, but because theywere so short a generous amount of her ass cheeks spilled out beneath them.”Oh my GOD, I do look like a hooker.” Janice was suddenly very selfconscious about the way she was dressed. Why hadn’t anyone told her theclothes made her look cheap? “John wouldn’t let me go out looking like ahooker….would he? No, I can’t believe that. I’m just jumping toconclusions here. John said I looked attractive in my clothes…not cheap.Besides, not one of the sales clerks at the mall had said anything bad aboutthe way I was dressed. I’m just letting one freak with an over developed sexdrive get to me. He probably asks every woman he sees that question. …..probably….” Janice continued walking to the shop. A little less sure ofherself, and her clothing.***********The small building was surprisingly empty. Janice looked around but onlysaw the same man as before at the counter, and an older woman standing theretalking to him. Both looked up as she walked in. She could see him whispersomething to her, then they both laughed.”I’ve come back to return this tape and get my deposit back.” She said asshe walked toward the two.”Really,” said the smug man. “Is that all you came back to pick up?”Before Janice could shoot back a reply she saw the older woman hold up avery familiar pair of panties. “You forgot these here hun,” she said, thenlooking Janice straight in the eyes, and brought the cum crusted panties upto her nose and breathed deeply.”You… they’re….it’s… not mine. You must be mistaken.” Janice lookedworriedly at the two. She knew they were. She had used them to try and wipeup her juices, and then left the soaking panties behind last time she washere.”Oh really? Well I guess we were wrong.” They both knew she was lying.The woman lowered the panties and said “Ah what a pity, I was so lookingforward to meeting the sweet pussy that belongs to these.” and she shookthem in front of Janice.Janice couldn’t believe this. “Has the whole world gone insane!” shethought. She looked the woman over. The lady was definitely older than her.She appeared to be in her late forties or early fifties. Her hair was wellstyled and deep reddish brown. She was shorter than Janice, and dressed farmore conservatively than her. Janice would have easily thought her to be alibrarian or teacher from her looks. That is, if it were not for the factthat she kept playing with the old pair of panties Janice had left behind.She made Janice very nervous….more so than even the man did. Confidenceoozed from her. She knew who and what she was, and had embraced it fully.”Please just…just give me back my deposit ok. I’m in a hurry.” Janicesmiled nervously at the two.”Sure thing. Do you have the tape?” he asked as he held out his hand.”Yes it’s right here.” Janice gave the man the tape and tried to ignorethe woman. She didn’t know how such a disgusting woman could stand to livewith herself. She was so brazen and obscene, but what really made Janicescared of her was the fact that the woman excited her in they way she soboldly went after what she wanted.”Did you enjoy the tape””No…I mean I didn’t get a chance to even watch it. I was to busy.””Oh….”Janice could tell the man was disappointed, but she didn’t care. Shewasn’t about to give him the satisfaction of knowing she’d seen it.”I’ll have to write up a receipt for you before I can give you back yourdeposit. It’ll only take a moment. Why not go see a movie or two in the backwhile you wait?”” No thank you. I think I’ll just wait right here.” she said curtly”Good for you hun. That’ll gives us girls a chance to get acquainted.” Theolder woman leered a Janice hungrily.”Ummm… on..on second thought. I think I will go take a quick peek in theback.” Janice had to get away from this strange woman, and hoped shewouldn’t follow her into the back. She handed the man a few singles and tookthe cold tokens in her hands and walk away from the two.The back was just as dark as before, only now the sounds of severaldifferent movies being played echoed in the hot musky back room. No one mayhave been in front, but the back of the shop was almost packed will men. Asshe walked by trying to find an empty booth, she could tell most of themwere jacking off. Some didn’t even try and hide the fact, and turned towardsher as she walked by, stroking their dicks and smiling at her.Janice looked away and headed straight to the far end to an empty booth.The fact that a woman was in the back had not gone unnoticed, especially awoman dressed as sexily as Janice was. She drop a few tokens into the slotand her booth sprang to life with loud moans and flashing images. Every sooften she would look sideways and see that almost all the men had turned inher direction and were now openly beating their dick off at her. Janice felta fluttering feeling deep in her belly.”All these men find me sexy!” she thought. In truth they found her cheapand easy looking. Janice had gotten more attention in the last few weeksthan in the past 5 years, and didn’t know how to handle it. Her pussy didthough, and immediately started to juice up. She looked towards them againand noticed several had come out of their booths and were not standing withtheir dick out. One or two was waving their meat back and forth, as ifinviting Janice to come and play.Her pussy was screaming at her now. This was more dick than she’d everseen in her life. Her fingers roamed to her pussy and rubbed the folds ofher lips through the thin material, as the other hand tweaked her nipples.Her breath coming in short gasps as she worked beylikdüzü escort herself up. She wasn’t surewhy she was so hot. She should be offended at the way all the men weredisplaying themselves, but she wasn’t. Maybe it was the sounds of all thedifferent movies gasping and moaning out chants of “fuck me.. fuck me” and”Cum cum cum”. Maybe it was the hot musky smell of sex that hung in theair…what ever it was Janice loved it.”Looks like you have a few fans hon”Janice jumped at hearing the woman’s voice whisper into her ear. Shedidn’t even see the woman from the front approach her.”Look at them all,” she said louder so the men could here her too. “Lookat all those stiff pricks.”Janice tried to pull her hand away from her pussy. Playing with herselfin front of all these strange men was one thing, but she felt odd doing itin front of another woman.”Ah it’s ok honey, I won’t bite ya. Not right away any how.” She smiled atJanice and held her gaze with her piercing eyes.Janice felt the woman’s hands on top of her’s as she guided it back downbetween her legs.”Now you keep playing with that hot sticky pussy of yours hon, while allthese men watch you.”Janice’s pussy was doing the thinking for her now. She rubbed harder andher crotch as the woman continued to whisper things to her.”Doesn’t that look delicious, all that hot throbbing cock dancing in frontof you… and those big cum heavy balls. Look at the big balls on them. Justimagine all that tasty ball butter being churned up while they watch youplay with your pussy.”Janice was clawing at her shorts now. Trying to work a finger up into hersteamy cunt desperately. “Yes…”she gasped “Oh yesss!”The woman motioned for the men to come closer while Janice fought with hershorts. Twelve men in all approached, not one stopping his pumping action ashe did so.Janice was almost insane with the need for something in her pussy. Shefinally was able to squeeze a finger past the tight crotch band and sighedas it slide deep into her wet snatch. She looked back over at the men. Shedidn’t know when they had all gotten so close…. or how her blouse hadbecome unbuttoned.”That’s right, finger your nasty pussy while all these men watch you.”Janice looked around for the woman. She could hear her voice still, butshe was no longer standing by her side. The woman was now standing off tothe side, to give room for all the guys to crowd around Janice. All Janicedid was just stand there with her finger jumping around inside her pussy.Her hips bucked against some imaginary lover as she humped against her hand,tits exposed and bouncing around. Janice felt hands slowly pushing her downto the sticky floor of the booth….” Looks like your about to be baptized hon.” The woman started to laughas the first hot spurt of cum splashed against Janice’s tits.Janice was going wild now. The feel of the hot gooey cum spraying acrossher chest caused her pussy to spasm and she climaxed as a dozen men began toshoot off all over her tits.”Yes…YES… YES!!!! Cum on me..CUM ON ME!” Janice chanted as her orgasmripped through her tattered mind. She slumped up against the back of thebooth as the men continued to hose her down with globs of jizz.****Janice slowly came back to reality as her powerful orgasm past. She wasalone now except for the other woman. She didn’t now when the men hadleft…or how long she had been out. She felt sticky…and all wet.”What…what happened?””You’ve just been baptized as a Slut hon. You’re now a first classwhore…..isn’t that wonderful?””What are you talking about?” Janice didn’t remember much of whathappened. As she pulled herself up from the stick floor of the porno boothshe felt something wet and hot running down her chest. She looked down.”OH MY GOD! No…No this didn’t happen. This didn’t HAPPEN!” she saidshakily. Her tits looked like they had been glazed over as the cum fromtwelve different men ran down her front and began to soak the top of hershorts.”Oh it happened alright, and you know you loved it!””No..I..I’m not like you..””Oh really,” the woman said arching an eye brow. “And just *how am I*?””Your a horrible disgusting woman,” Janice gasped as she pulled herblouse closed to cover her goo covered breasts. The fabric immediately beganto become see through as the cum soaked into it.”Horrible? Disgusting? I’m not the one who just let twelve completestranger empty out their full bloated balls all over me” She said and beganto laugh wickedly at Janice.Janice’s head spun wildly at the thoughts of what she had done. Shecould loose every thing if people found out about this…her job….herlover…and worst of all, they would take John away from her. The only thingin her life that really mattered to her.Janice ran from the back room…as she came out of the back room andsquinted against the sudden change of dark to sudden light she heardclapping. As her eye’s adjusted, she saw the twelve men from the back of theroom standing around her and clapping at their cum queen. She looked aroundconfused and saw the man behind the counter smile at her and hand her herthe $60 deposit back.As she stood there with the men all clapping and whistling at her,dressed in a now cum soaked and see through blouse she felt sick…and justtook the money and quickly ran from the shop.The older woman slowly walked from the back room and smiled at her sonstanding behind the counter as she came out. “Did you get it?””Oh yeah, I got it.” he said as he patted the video camera.Janice had no way of knowing she had just been the star of her first pornflick…a movie where at the end it looked just like she had been paid $60to let a group of men cum on her….she had been set up, and never even knewit.*********Janice cursed herself for her stupidity and lack of will power. “Howcould I have been so stupid! My God I must be going insane. Well Nomore…NO MORE! She yelled as she drove home. The smell of cum was strongand filled her senses….her once slimey chest had now began to dry and feelcrusty with all the cum. Her blouse stuck to her tits as it dried. Janicebegan to cry openly.By the time she had reached home she had already decided to break thingsoff with her mystery man. She didn’t need him… Well she did, but not if itmight cost her John. She was going to throw all her sex magazines away, andtake back all her new clothes. But before any of that, she was going to burnthe filthy cum crusted things she had on now.Janice walked into her house a mess and reeking of cum. John stood therewaiting for her. He was a little taken back at the sight before him. Hisnose burned with the smell of what he knew was fresh cum as he looked at hismother. He had no idea what had happened to her, but seeing her that wayjust made him want her all the more as his Slut.”John! Oh John I wasn’t expecting you to be waiting for me..I ..I uummm Ican explain this. I know it looks bad but…””Explain!” He yelled at her “Explain, this!” John threw down a stack ofcolor computer print outs. “How could you mom! You give me the third degreeabout a few playboy magazines, then go off and buy your self enough hardcore shit to start you own business!”Janice shrank back as her son yelled at her.”Then…THEN YOU BLOW A FUSE WHEN I SAY HOW NICE YOU LIKE BECAUSE I USEDTHE WORD TITS!!!! John threw down a second stack of paper that Janice newmust be her e-mail correspondences. “Tits is nothing compared to what you’veSAID!!!!”Janice dropped to her knees and began to dig through the pile of colorprintouts of her fucking herself with dildos and cucumbers…of her handstweaking her nipples and playing with her pussy.Where….where did you get these John?” she asked as tears fell hotlyfrom eyes and rolled down her cheeks. She looked up at him as he drop alarge envelope before her. With shaking hands she picked it up. It wasaddressed to John but had no return address. It did however have the nameof who sent it…”Frank” was written on the front of it. Her ex- husband….Janice began to piece things together, or thought she was. Her mysteryman had been her ex-husband all the time….She had been used by him. Usedto turn John against herself.”I though you loved me mom! I though you were something special!” Johnwalked from the room. He knew that he was crushing the last spark of lifefrom his mother, but his dick had long since convinced him it was worth it.Everything had come together so perfectly…he had no idea what had happenedto her this afternoon, but it had helped him to crush her, and that wouldallow him to reshape his mother into what her wanted her to be….his totalsex toy.Janice curled up into a ball amide the s**ttered papers and sobbed like ababy. She had lost everything…her dignity…her self respect…her son.Janice Monroe died that day as she laid among the obscene letter she hadwritten and photos she had taken..all that was left was a shell of the womanwho was once a happy single mother…*****************ARRGH!! Yes I know this is late! I wanted to get it out sooner, butbetween studying and maintaining the website I haven’t even had time to pullthe old pud…well ok maybe just a little. Any way here you go. Oh and ifyou have visited my website, the pictures will be changing in a day orso…and if you haven’t..hurry up folks because the ones that are there arecoming down so new ones can go up.Making Mother My Slut 12(Sunday Slave Training)It was around two in the morning when John crept from his room and wentdown stairs to see why it was so cold in the house..”Dam, it’s cold down here! He looked over at the heater setting annoticed it had been left off. “No fucking wonder I’m freezing my balls off.Who the hell turned off the fucking heat!”On his way back up stairs he noticed his mother was still laying on thefloor in the doorway, curled into a small ball and shivering slightly. He’dthought she’d long since gotten up and gone to her room, but she hadn’tmoved an inch since he’d left her there crying.”Shit, if she stays down here she’ll freeze. She must have turned the heatoff….. I don’t know what the hell she’s up to, but I can’t let her staydown here like this.” John thought a moment then ran up the stairs to themaster bath.Janice Monroe felt her life was over. As she laid in the small pile ofpornographic photos of herself and shivered, she whimpered and mewed asnightmares assaulted her.”You’re a failure Janice! You’re a failure as a wife… as a mother…and as a WOMAN!””No…no it’s not true… I.. I… tried to be good! I tried… I reallytried…” Janice stood alone in her nightmare as voices called out from thedarkness and told her how worthless she was. She had had similar nightmaresright after her husband Frank had left her, but none this bad.” You tried!?!,” A voice called out mockingly. “How pathetic… You’renot good for anything Janice…NOT A SINGLE DAM THING…. Well nothingexcept maybe this!!!!”In Janice’s nightmare she felt something hot and wet splash against herface as a single shot of cum came out of the darkness and struck her. Thenanother… and another… then more and more. Janice threw up her hands totry and stop the ever increasing shower of cum that seemed to rain down uponher..”No…no…please stop it…stop IT!” As she struggled to get away fromthe flood of dick snot that was flying at her, she heard a voice off in thedistance. Soft a first…. then growing louder.”…mom…….Mom wake up… MOM!”Janice’s blood shot, puffy eyes flew open to the face of her son kneelingdown over her.”It’s ok mom. It’s ok. I’m just trying to clean you up a bit.”Janice looked at her son in confusion. She was cold and disoriented.Janice felt something warm wash up against her cheek just then and turned tosee a wash cloth in her son’s hands.”I’m…I’m so sorry John….” Janice mewed out like a little girl.”P…Ple … Please forgi…”John held a finger up to his mother’s lips to silence her, then continuedto wipe some of the dried cum from her face.Janice just laid there, looking up at her son as he continued to wipe thelast bit of crusty cum from her face. He had saved her, she thought. Shewas being drowned in cum in her dream, and he had come out of the darknessand saved her.”Come on mom,” John said as he helped his mother up from the floor.Several of the pictures stuck to her, glued there by the now dried cum onher blouse. “Jesus you stink,” John thought as he wrinkled up his nose atthe smell of his cum caked mother. He had already filled the tub in themaster bath with warm water and intended to scrub his mother clean. “Nothingworse than a messy pet,” he grunted as he helped her up the stairs.Janice just stood there with a blank look on her face as her son undressedher, peeling off her clothing and every so often letting his hands roam herbody. He’d seen her naked in the pictures, but there was a big differencebetween looking at a picture of his mom’s tits, and feeling the warm weightof them in the palms of his hands as he felt her up. Through it all she juststood there.John knew what he did now was very important. He had shattered his motherand now had to put her back together again. Only this time he would put herback togther the way HE wanted.”Come on mom, just lay back and relax. I’ll take care of everything fromnow on.” John helped ease his mother into the warm water of the bath.Janice felt like she was dreaming again. Only this time it was nonightmare, it was heaven. Only moments before she had been cold, alone,unloved. Laying in a heap on the floor, wishing she were dead. Then her soncame to her rescue, and took all the pain she felt from her. Now she waswarm… loved…. happy.”I’ll take care of everything… I’ll take care of everything.. I’ll takecare of everything..” John chanted to his mother as he ran the soapy spongeover her tits.Janice looked up with complete love in her eyes at her son. He waswashing away all the cum from her whore baptismal she had gotten at the SexShop. At the same time, she felt he was washing away all the guilt from thatday as well as the pain from all her failures she had suffered over the lastfew weeks.”I’ll take care of everything..” John said once again.”You’ll take care of everything” Janice repeated in the voice of a smallc***d.”That’s right, ” John smiled at her as he continued to move the soapywarm sponge over her body. He wanted to just climb in and fuck his motherright there and then, but knew that if he was ever going to have her trulyaccept him as her new master he had to be gentle at the moment.”I know how to keep you safe and happy…. “Janice felt her son’s hands running over her body as she sat in thebathtub. It didn’t bother her. At the moment nothing bothered her. She couldtell that her son was washing her, not m*****ing her. He could very easilyhave, and she new that after the disgusting things she’d done, she deservedno better. He didn’t take advantage of her though. That made Janice feelall the more that her son was right about being the only one she couldtrust, depend on.”You know how to keep me happy and safe, ” she said as tears of joy beganto run down her face. She believe what she was saying. She knew that fromnow on she would be ok as long as her son was there to protect her.”You need me… I know what’s best, and without me you’d be all alone.If you try and do things by your self you, will be all alone..”Janice reached up to clutch at her sons arm. She held on to him for dearlife. “No… no don’t leave me..don’t ever leave me, please.”A wicked grin spread across his face at hearing those words. She was his,now… and forever. He leaned down and kissed his mother on the lips. Aslow, sensual kiss. He then looked into her eyes and said..” I won’t leave… as long as you remember that I know what’s best.”Janice shook her head yes and beamed up at her son… her savior…hermaster.********Janice awoke feeling well rested and good for the first time in a VERYlong time. She looked over at her clock. It was unplugged, but by the amountof light coming into her room from the window, she knew it was well pastmorning. She snuggled back down into her clean sheets and sighed happily.”It had all been a dream,” she said as she lay there. It was all just ahorrible dream…”Janice suddenly realized she was naked under those sheets. ” What the..?I never sleep in the nude… I never even go to bed with out at least….”Janice’s heart stop as she turned over and saw the blouse hanging on hercloset door. The once expensive silk bouse was now stained with blotchedof yellowish white streaks, and hung in a way that showed it was stiff fromsomething that had been spilled down it’s front.”No… was all she whispered as she sank under her covers… “no….”***John worked around the house picking up the clutter and mess of the lastfew days. He’d be glad when his mom went back to maintaining the house.”Maybe I’ll get her one of those cute little french maid uniforms towiggle around in. I’d love to see her squeezed into one of those….” Histhoughts were interrupted by the sight of his mother standing at the foot ofthe stairs.”Good morning mom. I was beginning to think you’d sleep the whole dayaway.” John walked towards her and gave her a hug, as well as a slight paton the bottom that made her stiffen.”Ummm… John honey… “”Yes?”Well…errr…all my clothes are gone from my room. There isn’t a singlething left for me to wear.” Janice stood there wrapped in her now newlyshortened white robe.. or what was left of it. It had been cut VERY shortindeed, and now only came to just the top of her thighs. Janice tried tokeep the front pulled down to hide her smooth bald pussy from view.”Well now mom that’s not entirely true now is it. I mean you do have yourrobe, and if I’m not mistaken there is the blouse and shorts you had on theother day still in your room. Funny thing though, I didn’t find any pantieson you last night. Since you don’t seem to like to wear them, I threw themall out. The rest of your clothes I have in my room.”Janice stiffened at the mention of the cum covered clothes left up in herroom. She knew only to well that they were up there. Her son had placed themso they would be one of the first things she saw when she woke up.”You must be starved,” John said suddenly changing the topic. Come onI’ll fix you breakfast.””Well what about my…..”John shot Janice a mean glance and she immediately shut up. For somereason the very thought of disagreeing with her son filled her with a panic.She didn’t remember much about last night…only blurred memories andimages.”I’ll fix you some eggs and toast. How does that sound,” John continuedspeaking then as if he had never stopped.””Yes thank you John, that sounds delicious.”Janice followed her son into the kitchen and decided to forget about herclothes for the time. She didn’t want to upset her son… for some reasonshe felt she mustn’t do anything to upset him or… or…. Well she wasn’tquite sure what would happen, but she new she would feel terrible if shedid.Janice sat down as her son started to make her breakfast. The robeimmediately came up past her ass and exposed her pussy as she sat down. Shetried different things to try and get the new hemline to hide her exposedsnatch, but it was just no use. After a few minutes she just gave up andwaited for her food.John fixed up the eggs and toast in no time. It was going to be the lastthing he ever had to cook now that he had himself a slave. He put the twoeggs and the slice of buttered toast on the plate and then brought it overto his mom.Janice watched as her son placed the food in front of her. She was justabout to start eating when he stopped her by putting a hand on her shoulder.”Don’t forget your seasoning mom. I know how much you like the taste ofit.” With out saying anything else he pulled down the zipper on his pantsand fished out his hardening dick.Janice watched speechlessly as her son began to give his massive toolslow long strokes. His dick was only inches from her face, and she couldsmell the heady musk from his now bouncing balls. She felt horrified as shewatched him jacking off in front of her. She wanted to get up and run out ofthe kitchen, but her son still had his other hand on her shoulder. Her eyeswere transfixed on the swollen meat log of her son as it began to drippre-cum onto her plate.”I figured since you seem to like cum so much mom, I might as well helpyou get all you want.Just then the head of his dick flared and a long hot white jet of cumpulsed out and shot across Janice’s food. Wide eyed and in a state of shockshe watched as he continued to pump his heavy load all over the plate.Covering the eggs in a gooey layer of his jizz.”Oh yeah,,, yeah that feels good,” He said as he shook the end of hisdick, causing the last little bit of his cum to drip from the tip. “Thereyou go mom. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed making it for you.”Janice looked up at her son with wide eyed amazement. Her son had justjacked off in front of her…. RIGHT IN FRONT OF HER.”I don’t know what’s gotten into you John, but if you think I’m going toeat that…that….” Janice gaged a little at the thought of eating thecummy food.”You will eat it AND thank me for letting you ! Do you understand?” John’svoiced boomed out and Janice cringed in front of him. She was his mother.She was older than him. She was bigger than him… and still she wasterrified of making him angry. He was all she had. The only one who couldcare for her…protect her..”Besides, you seemed to like the taste of a mans cum just fine the otherday! Or is it that my cum isn’t to you’re liking! IS that it… maybe youwant to go out and find someone else who will put up with you! Who willstill care for you after you go out whoring around and come back covered incum!John through down a small hand towel he had been holding for effect andbegan to walk out of the kitchen.Sheer panic rose in Janice. NO! NO JOHN NO!!! She was up and out of herchair in an instant. She began babbling at him insanely.”You’re right..you’re right.. Of course you’re right. I was just beingsilly. Yes.. Yes that’s it…. just silly.”Janice was tugging on her sons arm, the whole time trying to get him tocome back to the kitchen. If he left her she would be unprotected…. sheneeded him to protect her…to save her from…from… She wasn’t sure what,but she knew it was something horrible that only he could hold back.”It was just a little joke..” Janice said as she pulled him back into thekitchen and sat at the table. “See…? See….?” I’m eating… I’m eating.Janice shoved a spoon full of the runny cum covered eggs into her mouthand repressed the urge to gag.”Ummmmmm,” Janice said around a mouth full of her son’ cum. “Thank you forfixing such a delicious meal for me,” she said and shoved another mouthfulof the mess into her mouth.Janice felt ill. She felt like any second she would spew the eggs backup. “I’ve got to eat them,” she told herself…”I’ve got to show John thatI’m not rejecting him… I’m not rejecting his cum… How could I. Aftercoming home covered in the jizz of strangers…how could I then just refusemy own son. He’d think I loved strangers more than him..I can’t let himthink that..I just can’t…” Janice wolfed down the rest of her meal as herson watched.John watched in amusement as she eat it all up, then used the toast towipe up any last remaining traces. He got up and then kissed her on herforehead.”I knew you’d love it. All horney little sluts like you love cum. I justhope I can give you enough.. Hahaha”His words burned in her ears as he spoke them. She should hate him forspeaking to her like that…but she just couldn’t find any hatred for him.Strangely Janice found herself happy that her son was pleased with her.Although she still wasn’t to crazy about the lingering taste of his cum inher mouth.”Come on mom I’ve got lots to teach you..””Teach me!”…she gasped as her son walked from the kitchen. Janice knewthat the things her son had in mind for her were not the kind of things amother and son should do… but then again Janice wasn’t much of a mother…”I may not have been a very good wife… or even a very good mother….but I have to work hard to prove to John that I am good at something…forsomething…and if that means becoming a slut…then so be it.Janice got up and followed her son into the living room. Her white robeshowing off her ass as she wiggled away.**********Making Mother My Slut 13(Rule and Regulations)Janice followed her son into the livingroom, the taste of his cum stillfresh on her tongue. She wasn’t sure what her son meant when he had said”teach” her, but she would do her best to please him. John was all she hadleft now, and losing him would just kill her.”It won’t be so bad,” she thought. “After all, if I was willing to doanything for that bastard online, I should be willing to do anything for myown beloved son.”Janice had no way of knowing that it had been John manipulating her fromthe start. That he was the reason the once happy, well balanced mother wasnow a mental wreck. Even if she was to find out, she wouldn’t havecared…not really, not now.”Sit down mom. I want to go over a few things with you.”Janice went over to the couch and sat. She tried to hold onto the bottomof her robe, so as not to flash her pussy on the way down. When she lookedup at her son he was scowling at her. She wasn’t sure why at first, then itdawned on her. Slowly Janice began to spread her legs, reveling her baldpussy to her son. The wider she spread her legs, the bigger the smile on herson’s face got. Finally she was splayed open as far as she could go, and thelips of her pussy had parted slightly from the strain, revealing the deeppink recesses inside.”That’s better mom.” John said as he stared between his mothers legs.Janice felt mortified by her lewd display. He had not asked her to dothis, just given her a look. The look was one of displeasure though, and toJanice that was all she needed to know.”Now then, things are going to change around here mom. From now on you dowhat ever I say. There will also be rules that you must follow at alltimes.”Janice just sat there with her legs spread, showing off her pussy andlistening intently to everything her son had to say.”Since you don’t seem capable of making decisions for your self, I will betaking control for you.””Taking control…” These words echoed in Janice’s mind. For some reasonthe idea of no longer being expected to make her own decisions made Janicefeel secure. She would no longer be responsible for her own actions, andthat meant that she would no longer have to feel the terrible guilt that hadplagued her most of her life.”I’m finally going to be happy. No more doubting my self, or feelingashamed for not living up to what I should be…” Janice smiled with love ather son as he continue to spell out how it would be from now on. She couldput up with showing a little skin if it made him happy.. And she could learnto like the taste of his cum on her food. That might take a while though. Hewasn’t asking so much from her…. not really”…shouldn’t be that hard for you. I know you’ll love getting a nicesolid fuck every night before bedtime.”Janice was snapped out of her daydreams of happiness. “Did he just saywhat I thought he said? He can’t mean to have sex with me…his own MOTHER!”Janice held up her hand slowly, as if she were back in school and needed toask a question.”Ummm…John?”John stopped and turned back toward his mom. He had been pacing back andforth as he laid down the new house rules for his new toy. “What…” he saidflatly.”I’m sorry to interrupt…. but it sounded like you said you wanted tomake love to me…” Janice laughed nervously at the absurdity of what shethough she had heard.A big smile broke out on John’s face. “Of course I didn’t say thatmom…..’ John said chuckling.Janice smiled back in relief.”I said I was going to FUCK you every night. Not make love to you… Youhave to earn that…..”Janice’s mouth fell open as she heard this. She immediately pulled herlegs together and drew her arms in tightly to her chest. “JOHN! She breathedout in shock. “That’s too much! That’s going to far!”John was ready for this. He didn’t expect her to just role over and lethim fuck her right off. Actually he was hopping she wouldn’t. He wanted herto come to him and ASK to be fucked.”Oh I see mom. It’s ok if you spread your legs for someone else though,”he said accusingly. “That you went around taking pictures and buying dildosso you could fuck yourself silly for some guy online who’s name you didn’teven KNOW!!” John began yelling at his mom now.”John it wasn’t like that…I.” Janice fell silent. I was like that, andshe knew it. Everything her son was saying was true. She couldn’t deny it.”You don’t seem to have any problem letting complete strangers enjoy yourbody…but it’s not ok for your son!!! Is that it?! FINE!!! If you don’twant anything to do with me..then I don’t want anything to do with you!”Janice watched as her son walked to the front door and marched out. Ithad all happened so fast she didn’t have time to say anything. It took amoment for what had just happened to sink in…”He’s…..he’s… gone.” Janice’s lower lip began to tremble. Tears welledup in her big blue eyes and began to rain down onto her cheeks. She hadblown it. She was truly alone now… alone and lost. She had told herselfshe would do what every it took, and then she goes and ruins it all.”Why did he have to ask that from me…why..why…” Janice felt itterrible. Not because of what her son had asked, but because of what she hadsaid. After all it wasn’t her son she should be blaming, she’s the one whoruined things..she always ruined things. Everything was fine till she had togo and mess it up…… She just cried…******John got on his bike and headed down for the local movie theater a fewblocks away. He had planed on his mother’s refusal and shock at thesuggestion he fuck her. In fact he was glad she had. It made every thing somuch easier in the long run.John had already made plans earlier that day to meet some friends at themovies and see the “Mortal Combat” flick. Hell, if his mom had gone alongwith him about fucking her, he would have had to cancel the movie. Not thathe would have minded. Either way he would be enjoying his afternoon. Johnbegan to whistle as he peddled away. Things were going smoothly.Janice didn’t even get off the couch for an hour. The tears had stopped,but only because they had run dry. Zombie like, she went upstairs and sat inher son’s room. Just sat…and stared at the wall. Being close to his thingsmade her feel slightly better.It was almost 4 in the afternoon when Janice was suddenly jarred awake bythe sound of someone coming in the front door.”Could it be….. Please God let it be…let it BE!!!!”She ran to the top of the stairs and looked down to see her son walkingin.”JOHN!!!!!”John looked up in surprise. His mom had literally screamed his name andcame running down toward him. “Oh Shit she’s snapped!” he thought andprepared himself for the worst. She ran into him full force and crushed himto her with all her strength.”John, Oh John, John..” was all Janice could say as she hugged her sonfor dear life. He had come back to her.John was taken back by the way his mom had reacted to him being gone forjust a few hours. He had no idea she was THAT messed up. He would need toremember next time that he didn’t need to push her as much as he’doriginally thought.”John I’m so glad you came back I knew you wouldn’t abandon me..I just knew it deep down You care for me to much to let mesuffer alone “Janice was kissing her son on the face as she babbled on. She couldn’texplain why, but for some reason she’d shifted all her emotions and feelingsaround him. If he was happy..she was…if he wasn’t..she was miserable.”John, were did you go anyway?” Janice asked as she wiped a few tears ofjoy from her eyes and smiled at him… “John?”John just looked at his mother and didn’t say anything. As a matter offact for the next three hours Janice couldn’t get a word out of him. Shewould try and engage him in conversation, but he just acted like she wasn’tthere. Janice was thrilled at having her son back with her, but he stillseemed to be angry with her. Finally, while they sat and ate dinner Janicegrew silent as well. She stopped her attempts at trying to get him to talkto her. After a few minutes of the silence she said..”Ok… I’ll do it””OK what mom?” John said as he kept eating.Janice looked up from her plate. This was the first thing he had said toher since this morning. The sound of his voice sent a shiver of pleasuredown her spine…”Ok, you can…you know…If you want to.””No mom, I don’t know. What can I do if I want to?” John was enjoying hismother’s embarrassment over this.Janice’s voice dropped to a whisper as she said… “You can…fuck me…if you want to.” Her face turned bright red as she spoke and she looked downat her plate.”No.””No?” Janice’s head came back up quickly and stared at her son indisbelief.”You obviously don’t think I’m good enough for you. You’d rather fuck somestranger than let your own son touch you, so I’m not going to force you.””John that’s not true..” Janice was confused. She thought telling him hecould fuck her would make him happy.”That is true mom and you know it. You don’t think I’m good enough.”Janice wasn’t sure what to do now. She tried to imagine what John mustbe feeling… “He must think I don’t care for him…I’ve got to show himthat he means more to me than anyone else! If that means letting him useme, then so be it.” Janice still wasn’t comfortable with the idea of lettingher son fuck her, but now it was important that he did. It was more thanjust a physical thing. It was a way for her to prove to him that she lovedhim. That she would always love him.”John..,” Janice said softly. “I really do want you to,” Janice struggledwith saying the next part to her little boy.. “To fuck me.”John smiles and played his part perfectly. “Really..” he saidquestioningly.”Well I don’t know mom..I don’t want to force you to have to do anythingyou would hate.”Janice felt terrible. She had given her son the impression she wouldrather fuck anyone but him. “Really John, I do want you to fuck me. It’simportant for me to let you”Janice no longer felt funny about speaking like this in front of herson. It was more than just allowing him his fun. Her motherly (if somewhattwisted) instinct had taken over. She needed to make her son feel loved.”As a matter of fact John, I can’t wait for you to fuck me.” Janice wasstarting to feel bolder as she rationalized what she was about to do. “It’snot wrong” she told her self. “I’m just doing what any good mother would dofor her little boy. I’m making him feel loved. That can’t be wrong…canit?”Janice’s twisted mind accepted this strange reasoning and allowed her bodyto start enjoying itself. She could feel her pussy start to juice up inanticipation. She was still wearing the robe from earlier, and slipped ahand down to play with herself as she stared at her son across the table.”Are you sure mom. I don’t know about this.””Oh I’m sure John,” Janice gasped as her cunt began to boil. Her mind hadlet go of control, and now her pussy was in charge..and it wanted to befilled! It didn’t care who or what, it just wanted to feel something insideit.”Come fuck mommy John… Come fuck mommy deep and hard!” Janice wasstarting to wiggle around on her seat, and her breath became ragged Herfingers were now stabbing in and out of her sloppy cunt as she eyed her sonwith lust.”Prove it” John said. He felt his dick start to rise as he watched hismother jerk and dance across from him. He couldn’t see her hand below thetable, but knew what she must be doing.”Prove it?” Janice though a moment and tried to think of a way to do so.She got up and began walking toward her son seductively. Her left hand neverleaving the warm folds of her cunt. In the magazines she read, when ever awoman wanted to excite a man, they had talked dirty to them.Janice still wasn’t sure what things to say, so she just said the firstthings that came to her.”God I want you John… I need you!!! I want you to fuck me….pleasefuck me John…please.”Janice was hanging all over her son by this time. She noticed his dickswellings in his pants.”Fuck me John..fuck mommy with your big dick!”Janice heard her son grown slightly when she used the word “mommy”, anddecided to focus on that.”Mommies pussy is so wet and hot for her little boy’s dick…. let mommyfuck you baby..let mommy fuck you.” The words were having a definite effecton John, as well as Janice. Talking this way caused her pussy to flutteraround her probing fingers.”Ok mom..I’ll fuck you…I’ll fuck you just like the whore I know youare!” John stood up and placed his hand on his mothers pussy for the firsttime.Janice began to cum. The feel of her son’s warm hand on her scalding cuntwas so wicked…so taboo…so forbidden that it kicked off an orgasm in themiddle-aged mother. Her son played with her pussy and grinded his dick upagainst her thigh.”I’m going to fuck you mom. I’m going to fuck you tonight…andtomorrow..and the day after. I’m going to fuck you anytime I want, from nowon, and you’ll love every minute of it won’t you…?””Yessss baby,” Janice hissed out as her body shook with her orgasm.”Yesss!”John stood there for a few minutes holding his mother through herviolent cum. He kept up a light brushing movement over her pussy with hisfingers, and Janice tried to pull back as he would toy with her sensitiveclit every so often. She was coming down from her first orgasm, and her sonwas building her towards yet another.”Oh John I love you..I love you,” She said as he played with her baldpussy.”And I love your pussy mom,” was all he said in response.”You know this is still wrong John… but I don’t care. I’ll do anythingfor you. I’ll do anything for my son…ANYTHING!””Anything Mom….?”Even through Janice’s sex addled brain she could tell her son hadsomething in mind, and after she had promised him, she couldn’t refuse..whatever it might be.”Yes John…,” She said a little less sure of her self.”Ok then….Let’s go upstairs and fuck…”Janice’s felt relief at those words. She had already decided to let herson fuck her. In fact she wanted him to now. If that was all he had in mindit was fine with her. Janice felt her son lean in closer and felt his hotbreath whispering into her ear…”And since you seem to still have a little hang up about letting your sonfuck you mom…maybe you’ll feel different about it when it’s the father ofyour c***d who’s the one pumping into you…”Janice’s eyes flew open wide at the implications of what John was sayingto her then…. that this is what he had meant when he had asked her is shewould do Anything for him… She was trapped by her promise..and they bothnew it…*****************************************Making Mother My Slut 14(Sunday Night Slut)Janice wasn’t sure about this.. She wasn’t sure aboutanything John had in mind, but didn’t dare say so. Inside she struggled withwhat she was about to do as her son lead her upstairs.”This is wrong… oh so wrong! I shouldn’t let him.. Not my own son..I can’t fuck my own little baby boy..””Why not?” was all the small voice inside her head said in response.She had repressed her sexual desires for years, and now they werebreaking free. The small moral part of Janice Monroe that was left, waswaging a losing battle to the sexually hungry darker side of herpersonality.As the two of them reached the top of the stairs and started towardsher bedroom Janice’s mind raced.”This is it! If I go in there with him I’m lost. It’ll never been thesame between us again…””No it won’t,” was her desires response… “It’ll be BETTER! So muchBETTER than before!***John shuffled his mom the last few feet into her bedroom and turn on thelight.”Ummm.. John? Could we leave the lights off please?” Janice felt like thec***d now, not the parent. John was the one in control.”Why mom? It’s not like I haven’t seen you naked before you know. Youmade a show of parading around the house half dressed for the last fewweeks…. and now you expect me to believe you’re shy?!”Janice kept her eyes lowered. She couldn’t bear to look at her son. Hewas telling the truth, and both of them new it. Shame washed over her.”Come on mom, I know you want this… you need this.” John moved a handto his mother’s overheated pussy and sipped his middled finger into herwetness.”Ohmmm,” Janice sighed. Her cunt had been drooling in anticipation ofher son’s prick ever since he told her he was planning to fuck her.”You’re so wet mom..,” John whispered to her. “Your pussy is a swampy messwith your juice. “”Ughhhh.” Janice spread her legs wider as the heat within grew. Her son’sword burned into her brain.”Tell me mom… Tell me what you want”Janice raised her eyes for the first time and looked deep into her son’s.Her mouth moved, but only a small squeak come out.”Say it… SAY IT!”John pulled his finger from her dripping snatch and waited. His mother wasstanding before him breathing heavily. Her robe had fallen off her leftshoulder, and as she stood there looking at him through half closed eyes,she showed off a good portion of her creamy white tit to him.At that moment John thought his mother looked like the sexist womanalive. The sheer unadulterated lust she embodied was unbelievable.”No…please don’t stop John.” Janice said huskily. Her head wasspinning. The feel of her son’s warm fingers, only fueled her desire to gethis dick buried deep into her all the more.”Don’t stop what? Come on mom..say it. You know you want to. You need tosay it!”Janice was trying to push her pussy against her son’s hand in adesperate attempt to get him to continue his fingering.”I… I.. I want you to.. To .. do IT””It? Was is “IT” mom? I want to here you say the words. I want to seethose full red lips of your spell out EXACTLY what you want me to do.”Janice suddenly straightened and grabbed her son by his shoulders. “FUCKME JOHN! I want you to FUCK ME! FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCK ME!”She pushed her son back against the bed and fell on top of him, ripping athis clothes. Janice didn’t care at that moment. If she had to wait one moreminute to feel her son’s dick in her, she would go insane!John just laid back and watched as his mom tore at his shirt and pants.She was pulling and ripping at them until she had managed to get most of hisclothes off. He could feel his mothers weight upon him, and her ass as shegrinded away on top of him.”Oh yes baby! YES! Mommy’s gonna fuck you. Mommy’s gonna sink her nastyold pussy down onto that beautiful boy dick of yours and ride her selfsilly!!!”Janice’s pussy was in full control of her now. It hadn’t felt the hotmeat of a man in it for years, and wouldn’t settle for anything short of athorough pounding.As much as John loved having his mom climbing all over him, he wantedher to know who was the one in control here. In one quick move her rolledhis mom off and on to her back. He then got on top and looked down at her.She was still pawing at him, running her hands up and down his chest andcooing in the pleasure she new was coming.” Are you my slut mom?” John asked as he grabbed big handfuls of titand began massaging them and tweaking her nipples.Janice felt her son’s small hands playing with her breasts and her pussyfluttered. Every part of her body felt like it was on fire.”Fuck me now John!””I asked you a question mom…I’ll fuck you after you answer me. Are youmy slut?” John kept playing with his mother’s body. Moving down so he couldget between her legs and honey pot.Janice just whimpered and pushed her body up at her son. “Just fuck meJohn. Fuck mommy, and I promise I’ll make it good for you to.”John positioned the tip of his dick against his mothers sopping cunt.He slowly move the head forward and parted the fat pussy lips. “Tell my whatyou are mom, and I’ll fuck you….””I’m your’s John..I’m your to take, just PLEASE fuck me and fuck me NOW!”Janice was going insane with desire. She needed her son’s cock bad. Everyfiber in her body ached for it.”Not till you say it.””Ok..Ok.. Then yes I’m your slut, now fuck me!” Janice bucked her hips upand got another inch to slid inside her. She gasped at the please of it. Ithad been so long since she’d had a real fuck, dildos were one thing, butnothing was like the feel of a real piece of hot man meat throbbing deepinside.”NO!” John said and pulled his dick out. “Say it like you mean it mom. Iwant you to say it like you mean it!””OH God John don’t tease me like this!” Janice was so close to having herpussy filled, only to have it pulled away at the last minute.John smiled wickedly down at his mom. He slid his dick across the outerlips of his mother’s pussy, then laughed. “You know what you have to do mom.Just say it like you mean it, and I promise I’ll fuck you.””I’m a SLUT!” Janice screamed out. “I’m a SLUT…I’M YOUR SLUT… I’myour horny cum eating son fucking SLUT! Now PLEASE in the name of God FUCKME!!!!”John rammed his dick into his mother then. Burying it to the hilt in herhot buttery smooth pussy. “Take it then MOM! Take your son’s dick! Take itlike the slut you are!”Janice’s mind exploded in ecstacy the moment she felt John’s dick slidinto her. Her body shook and convulsed as an orgasm stronger than Janice hadever felt before rocked her body and soul. This was it for Janice… thiswas heaven. To be laying under the bucking body of her son as he sawed hisyoung virile dick in and out of her overheated pussy.”Yes John YES! Fuck mommy..FUCK MOMMY LIKE A WHORE!”John pumped in and out of his mother like a wild man. He watched her eyesroll around and her face turn deep red as another orgasm slammed into her.With each thrust his mother large sagging breasts rolled around on herchest. He had driven her to the edge of ecstacy over the last few weeks, andnow was pushing her over that edge.”Oh… Oh goddd yessss. Such.. Such a.. gooood boy! Such a good gooodboy! Ummm..Ah! Don’t stop baby….Never stop!! Never stop fucking me John!!Never stop fucking your mommy with that nice big dick! Ughhhh ummh ahgggyesss!The room was filled with the sound of John’s dick as it sloshed backand forth into his mom soupy cunt and her panting babbling voice as sheurged her son on. John was close to cumming in her. He could feel the rumbledeep in his balls and quickened his pace.”Gonna cum mom! Gonna fill that hungry hole of your full of my cockcream!”Janice just grunted and pulled her son closer by warping her legs aroundhis small body.”Oh yeah..here..here it C-U-M-Sssss!”Janice felt her son’s dick jerking deep inside her as it pumped her wombfull of i****tuous sperm.”Yes….Oh yes yes yes!! Tears of joy began to stream down Janice’s faceas she was filled with her own c***d’s sperm. The thought that she could begetting pregnant at this very moment touched off one last final orgasm, andas it consumed her soul with pleasure, she raked her fingernails down herson’s back and gave out a wail of perverse pleasure..” Oohhhhhummmmahhh!”

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