Back with the second chapter! I’m still hoping for plenty of comments on how to make my story better as well as requests as to what races and fetishes you might like to see. Anyway, the saga continues as Alaric finds himself looking back at his life while making progress moving forward.
Angus takes Tegan to a sex shop to obtain some supplies
It might be good to follow this whole story from I want to be a girl to I want to be a woman chapter 2
I sat on a bench in the locker room thinking to myself, “What have I just done?” I looked at a stack of money I was clenching in my right hand. I counted a total of $1100. Numerous emotions ran through my head as I was trying to decide whether having just fucked a stranger for money was a good thing or bad thing.
Becca has fun with five horny males and five naughty cheerleaders.
How the revelation of their fantasie led to their fulfillment in ways never planned.
Wife cheats from the day of her wedding unknown by her husband, 7 years.
Sorry about the delay but to make it up this chapter is twice as long as the first one.
Single father finds interest in the young latina waitress at the diner is frequently visits.
This is not my own work. This wonderful little piece was written by an another known as “Thumb” about ten to fifteen years ago. I repost it here so a new audience may enjoy it as much as I have over the years.]CHAPTER 22
Lisa allowed her pet to sleep until noon (about 4 hours). Then she woke her and ordered her to clean up the mess in the living room and get herself cleaned up. She gave her 30 minutes.
Mary awoke slowly. The first thing she noticed were her nipples which were very red and sore. Her pussy was aching too and she found the vibrator laying between her soaked legs. The plug was still in her ass. She struggled to her knees and found the wet spot on the carpet. Not wanting to disappoint her owner Mary forced herself to get moving noting the time. She put the chair back in the kitchen; gathered the ropes, clamps and vibrator; cleaned the carpet and hurried up stairs taking the toys with her. She quickly removed her collar and heels and stepped into a hot shower. She hurried to wash the juices and sweat from her sore body. Her nipples were so sensitive that the water hitting them caused her to jump in pain.
After a quick shower Mary did her make-up and hair. She replaced her collar and moved into the bedroom to see if her owned had laid out anything for her to wear. She found the too small bra and girdle, a loose red skirt and a red t-shirt cut to expose her stomach and a pair of 5″ red heels. Mary put the bra on bringing tears to her eyes as her abused nipples were compressed. As she tugged the girdle up she realized that Lisa had glued fine sand paper in the crotch and ass sections. Each step rubbed the sand paper over tender parts. After putting on the skirt, t-shirt and heels she hurried down the stair to the kitchen with 3 minutes to spare. By the time she
reached the kitchen the skin on her pussy and ass was beginning to become irritated by the sand paper.
“Very good pet,” said Lisa patting her teacher on her head.
Mary felt a burst of happiness that she had pleased her owner.
“First I want you to drain the contents of your fun last night into this cream pitcher and wrap the used rubbers in Saran wrap and put them in your purse”.
Mary did as she was ordered and was astounded that the creamer was filled with cum when the last rubber had been emptied.
“Now Amy will be home in an hour. Prepare dinner and make a pot of coffee. You are permitted to sit for dinner today. Make something especially tasty, I’m really hungry.”
Mary hustled around the kitchen and managed to prepare a meal which everyone found satisfactory. Sitting on the hard wooden chair made her ass hurt and her nipples were throbbing. She did her best to keep a smiling face so Amy would not notice. Everything was somewhat normal. After dinner when Mary placed dessert on the table Lisa said to Mary,” Did you forget the coffee?’
“Sorry Ms. Simon”, said Mary as she jumped to get the coffee.
“Get some for yourself too.”
Mary poured coffee for Lisa and herself.
Lisa got up and got the cum filled creamer out of the refrigerator. “Here is your cream Mrs. C.”
Mary was trapped. She poured some of the cum into her coffee. She couldn’t believe she was sitting it her kitchen with her daughter drinking cum laced coffee. She drank the coffee but she couldn’t look at Amy. Lisa and Amy talked about school and except for the throbbing nipples, sand papered ass and pussy and drinking cum laced coffee it was a normal dinner conversation.
After dinner Lisa and Amy went into the living room leaving Mary to clean up. Amy used to clean up after dinner but now she is Lisa’s friend and Mary had the duty.
When the kitchen was spotless Mary walked into the living room to find Amy and Lisa watching TV. Her heart jumped into her throat. But it was a movie Amy had rented the night before. Mary shivered with relief. “I thought you were going to weed the flowers and cut the grass,” said Lisa.
“Yes Ms. Simon I just wanted to let you know I would be out in the yard.” Yard work was the last thing Mary wanted to do. She really wanted to get out of the torturous clothes and sleep but she knew Lisa was really giving her orders. So she went to the yard.
“Why does my mom call you Ms. Simon?” asked Amy.
“She calls all the kids Ms. or Mr.” answered Lisa. “It’s really nice she respects kids so much.”
“Doesn’t she respect me?” asked Amy.
“Well It would be unusual for Mrs. Clark to call her daughter Ms. Clark. Maybe you should ask her to call you Ms. Amy, that wouldn’t sound silly.”
“Do you think she would?”
“We could ask her together and I bet she does.”
Mary spent the next two hours weeding and cutting the grass. She felt ridiculous doing yard work in a short skirt and heels. By the time Lisa called her into the house she was covered with dirt and grime and sweating profusely. Her ass and pussy felt raw from the sand paper and she had to move carefully not to grimace with each step.
When Mary came in Lisa said to her, “Mrs. C. you look like you need a shower. Take your time. Amy and I can wait 45 minutes for our sandwiches.”
Mary understood her directions and hurried as fast as she could up the stairs to get out of the girdle and bra.
When she had stripped Mary checked her ass and pussy but found them to be red and irritated not rubbed raw as she had feared. She took a long shower and the after drying herself she did her hair and make-up. Then she checked for her clothing and found a long white t-shirt and heels on the bed. She slipped the shirt over her head being careful not to mess up her hair and after strapping the 5″ heels to her sore feet she went down to the kitchen with 10 minutes to make the sandwiches.
When the sandwiches were ready and the table set for two she called Lisa and Amy to the kitchen.
“You saved us from starving Mrs. C. we could not have lasted 3 more minutes.” said Lisa.
Mary knew she had made it within the limit.
“Aren’t you eating Mrs. C.?” asked Lisa.
Lisa smiled and said “Why don’t you at least eat a half of sandwich with us?”
Mary took a half of sandwich and ate it standing next to the table. She tried hard not to wolf it down she was so hungry.
Lisa thought, she is really learning. She should be ready for the meeting next Saturday.
“Mrs. C., Amy and I were talking while you were working in the yard and she thinks it is cool that you call all your students Ms. or Mr. We thought since she is even more special than your regular students she might enjoy you calling her Ms. Amy from now on.”
Amy was all smiles and a compliant Mary said, “Of course I would do that for my daughter.” Mary knew she had just dropped another rung down the ladder.
“Amy is going to Sue’s tonight to study and sleep over.”
“Amy is not usually permitted to sleep over on school night,” responded Mary.
“Mom aren’t you going to use my new name? Lisa said I could stay over.”
Mary swallowed and said,”Well if Ms. Simon thinks it is ok, you can stay over Ms. Amy.” Mary was very uncomfortable with this situation but she was trapped.
While Mary cleaned up the kitchen Lisa drove Mary to Sue’s house. As soon as they had gone Mary sat down and had a good cry. Her situation just kept getting worse and worse. She removed her t-shirt and placed her collar around her neck without even thinking about it. Her owner demanded obedience.
When Lisa returned she took Mary by the leash and lead her up stairs. “You are working very hard to be obedient pet. I hope I don’t have to punish you again like last night.”
Mary smiled at the praise her owner had given her. She would work hard to please her and avoid punishment.
Lisa took Mary into the bed room and helped her apply lotion to her sore ass and pussy. She spent extra time being sure Mary was heating up before she stopped and got out Mary’s clothing for the evening. Tonight we are going to stop at a salon and then we are going to a place for you to learn a new trade.
Mary didn’t like the sound of that and was even more apprehensive when she saw the clothing Lisa picked for her. A thin white cotton crop top which allowed her nipples to be clearly visible and barely covered her breasts; and a coordinated thin black cotton skirt the length of a cheerleader skirt with nothing under it. Lisa had her change into a pair of white 6″ heels with ankle straps.
“Fix up your make up. A little heavy with the eye liner and lip stick. Do your hair and change back into the large hoop earrings”.
“Yes Ms. Simon.” said Mary as Lisa left to get dressed for the evening.
When Lisa came back she was wearing jeans and a red blouse. Her clothing seemed conservative to Mary or was Mary’s outfit that outlandish.
Grabbing her leash Lisa led Mary to the car and off they went. Their first stop was at a salon named the Emporium. It was a tattoo and piercing salon. Lisa lead Mary into the salon by her leash. Mary wanted to die of embarrassment. She had never been in public while collared and leashed before. Lisa said to the woman working there,”My pet wants her belly button pierced with a small gold hoop with a P soldered on.”
Mary’s eyes grew wide as she heard what Mary said. She was going to be pierced and a letter P would be soldered permanent into her belly button. How would she explain the piercing and then the P. She couldn’t refuse and embarrass her owner. She would be punished if she did. But she didn’t want to embarrass her. She realized it had nothing to do with punishment. A piercing was so little to please her owner.
The woman did the piercing and soldered the gold hoop into the hole with a P dangling from it. Mary felt a thrill go through her body as the P was soldered into place. She didn’t understand the feeling but it was as real as was the heat in her pussy.
“Any other piercing?” Asked the woman.
“Not today but soon we will be returning.” answered Lisa. “Pay the woman pet.”
Mary opened her purse and discovered she had no money so she had to use a credit card. The woman knew her name now. She noticed a wooden hair brush had been added to her purse along with everything else. The woman’s eye sparkled when she saw all the stuff in Mary’s purse. Mary was mortified that the woman saw her toys. She felt a hot spasm in her pussy at the same time.
Lisa took Mary’s leash and lead her back to the car with her newly pierced belly button sporting a P visible to the world. “Do you know what P stands for pet.?”
“Yes Ms. Simon your pet believes the P stands for pet.”
Lisa drove to the other side of the city and pulled up to a placed called Bare Elegance. Lisa turned to Mary and explained the situation. “We are going in here so that you can observe how the dancers work the stage and do private dances. You are coming here on Thursday to enter the amateur contest and I expect you to win. You will be practicing at least 2 hours a night until then. While we are in here tonight you will be sitting at a table in the back. You will have at least 3 girls do private dances for you. If any men come and sit with you they are to be allowed to do anything except fuck you. You will masturbate each guy and allow his cum to shoot all over your legs and skirt. You will then tell them to see me at the bar and tell me how you did. If I get any bad reports you will of course be punished pet. Maybe right here with the hairbrush.”
Lisa handed Mary $30 dollars for the private dances and said “You will have to get the gentlemen to buy your drinks. You may drink but don’t get drunk. Oh and one more thing. When there is no man with you I want to see you playing with your bare pussy.”
Mary was in shock as she followed Lisa into the establishment. She was permitted to leave her collar in the car but she was still quite a sight in her outfit. She was to masturbate any stranger who sat with her and allow them to take liberties with her body. She was to play with herself in public. How could she do this. It was very wrong. But her owner demanded it. Her pussy was soaked and her nipples were poking holes in her thin top. They were still
extremely tender from last night. Mary moved to a table in the back that Lisa indicated in a daze. It took 2 minutes for a guy to pull up a chair with her.
The gentleman introduced himself as Paul. He asked if she would like a drink. She ordered a sprite and as he talked with her she studied the stage. There were two girls on the stage. One was totally naked and the other had removed her dress and was wearing only a g-string. They were swaying and gyrating to the music as men sat around the stage. When a man held up money the girls would kneel on the stage in front of the guy and do a little special thing and then he would put the money in her garter. They usually allowed the man a few ‘feels’ while he tipped them.
As she looked around the room she saw girls doing dances at the tables. They danced naked very close to the man, almost touched him. Some of the girls actually allowed some touching and rubbed themselves on the guy’s knee. She noticed girls circulating offering dances to the seated men. Her eyes met Lisa’s at the bar and she felt an energy flow through her and she wanted to please her owner. She wasn’t ready to begin masturbating this guy so she motioned for a tall red head with platform 6″ heels that she wanted a private dance.
Mary was quite embarrassed as the nude woman danced for her. She pushed her large breasts into Mary’s face and Mary could feel the bare pussy grinding into her thigh. She was most disturbed because her own pussy was beginning to leak.
After the song was over the woman placed her high heel shoe on the edge of Mary’s chair with the toe against her wet pussy while Mary slipped a $10 bill into her garter. A knowing smile crossed the dancer’s lips as she kissed Mary on the cheek.
As she moved off the gentleman sitting with Mary moved closer and she could feel his hand on her thigh. A glance at her owner and Mary let her hand slide to the man’s lap. She found a hard mass inside his tight jeans and whispered to him,” If you take that out I’ll take care of it for you.” in a soft sexy voice her owner would be proud of. She couldn’t believe she had said that and was now sitting with a complete stranger sliding her hand up and down his hot pulsating cock. His hand found its way to her sopping pussy and as he slid 2 fingers deep inside her she experienced her first orgasm of the night. Soon after that she felt the hot splash of his cum on her thigh and skirt. The man whipped his cock on her skirt and got up to leave. She asked him to please go and tell Lisa how she had done. She so wanted Lisa to be pleased.
Before another man could join her she got the attention of a short well built blonde dancer and had her second private dance. She watched what the dancer did and took mental notes so she could make her owner proud on Thursday. She couldn’t believe she would be doing that here on Thursday. After tipping the dancer 2 guys came over and sat with Mary. They obviously had seen what she had done before and their pants were open and she was presented with two more cocks. One began fingering her pussy while the other played with her super sensitive nipples. As the guy in her right hand shot all over her she had another orgasm herself. After the second
guy added his load to her thigh they were off to tell Lisa as Mary begged them to.
She began playing with herself without even thinking about it when a very tall large black dancer came up and said Lisa had sent her over. She talked to Mary the entire time she danced for her. Telling her she was a slut and she couldn’t wait to get her here on Thursday after work for some real fun. This made Mary nervous but when the dancer shoved her toe into Mary’s pussy she erupted in another orgasm. ‘What is happening to me?’ she wondered.
By the time Lisa was ready to leave Mary had lost track of the number on men who had cum on her. She could feel their cum running down her legs and a glance at her black skirt showed it to be covered with white cum. She could actually feel the cum running into her shoes. She had been mauled for hours and had orgasmed repeatedly. Her pussy was worn out from the night before and now this. She had not had this many orgasms in her entire life. All she could think about was the fire in her pussy. She was watching the dancers but also watching the men wishing them to come and help her put out her fire.
As she got up to leave there was a rousing cheer as her cum covered body walked proudly behind her owner to the door.
As soon as they were in the car Mary’s inexplicable began to cry. She didn’t know why but she knew this was all wrong as her fingers slid into her overheated pussy and she cried all the way home.
Lisa permitted Mary to shower and then ordered her to do her nails and toes nails in a bright red polish for tomorrow. She told her they would be going to get ‘real’ nails put on tomorrow.
Mary went to bed on the floor with orders to wake her owner at 7:00 with breakfast ready. She sobbed herself to sleep as visions of shooting cocks passed through her mind and her fingers gently stroked her swollen pussy.CHAPTER 23
Mary awoke at 5:30 A.M. to find her fingers still in her soaked pussy. She immediately completed her morning masturbation, struggling to stop before orgasm as required. She forced her exhausted body to the shower. She took a long shower and felt slightly better after drying her hair and doing her make up. Her mind was in a turmoil. She couldn’t understand why her pussy was constantly hot and wet. She had flashes of hard cocks invading her
mind and she had a unconscious desire to please Lisa. What was wrong with her. She was a mother, wife and
teacher. These thoughts were sick.
So Lisa had some pictures of her. She should just face the music and get out of this situation. But she knew she didn’t have the courage to fight Lisa. The pictures were bad but the videos would put her in jail. She had everything to lose and nothing to gain by fighting Lisa but she knew what she was doing was wrong. With her mind thoroughly confused she padded naked to the kitchen to fix breakfast for Lisa.
At exactly 7:00 Mary woke Lisa. The aroma of toast and coffee filled the house. Lisa slipped on a robe and lead her pet back to the kitchen. Lisa ate the delicious breakfast while the hungry teacher stood obediently drinking a cum laced cup of coffee. Lisa also permitted Mary to eat a dry piece of toast.
Lisa was headed for upstairs after eating leaving the kitchen for Mary to clean when she noticed the answering machine blinking. She pressed the button and heard Bill Clark’s voice. He had called the night before and basically said the normal miss you and stuff but what interested Lisa the most was the last sentence. “I’ll be home Thursday night around 6:30. Could you pick me up at the airport?” Lisa hurried upstairs to get ready for school.
When Mary came up to her room she found her clothes for the day laid out on the bed. A black garter belt with black stockings, a short full black print skirt, a black camisole and an open weave knit vest with 4″ black ankle strap heels to complete the outfit. Mary inspected herself in the mirror and found she actually looked 15 years younger. The only drawbacks to the outfit were the lack of panties and bra. She was very aware that her bare ass was only inches from view and her nipples were protruding through the camisole and if the vest were to shift from the position she had arranged it they would be noticeable to her students.
Mary went down to meet Lisa in the kitchen. Lisa handed her a lunch she had prepared for her and said, “No peeking until lunch time pet.”
“Yes, Ms. Simon” answered Mary as she removed her collar and leash and placed them in her purse. She thought she would have to get a larger purse soon with everything Lisa made her carry with her.
The morning went almost normally. The only distractions were her constant state of excitement and the fact that she caught herself looking at the boys in her class imagining the size of their cocks. Every time this happened she was repulsed at her thoughts.
As lunch approached Mary became apprehensive. She knew Lisa always had some disgusting, embarrassing activity for her in her lunch. When the bell rang for lunch Mary took her lunch bag to the faculty dining room. People had stopped asking her to sit. She went over to the corner counter and opened her lunch. Inside she found a salad with crackers, a small apple a bottle of chili powder and a note.
Pet,
enjoy your lunch. There is nothing special for you to do before you eat.
After lunch you are to go back to your room and do your regular after lunch
playing. When the bell rings for the end of lunch you are to dip your finger
into the chili powder and dab It onto your clit. Do this just before you open the
door to let my class in.
L
Mary ate her lunch and then proceeded to her room. Locking the door she lifted her skirt and fingered her pussy to the point of orgasm. Her mind told her this was wrong but her body betrayed her. Stopping before she orgasmed was very difficult. Her body craved release. When the bell rang Mary quickly dipped her wet finger into the chili powder and dabbed it on her clit as ordered. She opened the door and suddenly her pussy was on fire. Before she knew what was happening her body was rocked by an intense orgasm. She had to grab the desk to remain standing and bite her tongue to keep from crying out.
Her students filed into the room and while they gave her strange looks no one could tell the problem. Mary’s pussy continued to spasm as the chili powder migrated through her wet pussy. She was afraid to move because she knew another orgasm was on its way.
Mary struggled with her burning pussy. She was beginning to sweat and her pussy was gushing trying to extinguish to fire. All of her students were now seated and looking at her. She had to do something. “Class I want you to open your books and read sections 2 through 9.”
Mary glanced at Lisa and saw her shaking her head no as if she could read her mind. Mary had planned to go to the restroom and quench the fire In her pussy. But seeing Lisa she knew she was going to have to deal with it here. She would have loved to sit behind her desk and try to cope with the burning but she wasn’t permitted to sit A second orgasm rushed through her body causing her to grip the desk tighter. By this time she was sweating profusely and her knees were weak. Somehow Mary managed to get through the class. Lisa did ask about that
‘smell’ again before the bell sent the students to their next class. Thankfully Mary had the next period open
and went to the restroom and tried to ease the burning with paper towels soaked in cold water. As she was leaving the restroom after drying her self and her thighs of the copious juices which soaked the tops of her stockings and the back of her skirt. The burning in her pussy was diminished but there was no way to douse the fire completely.
The rest of the day Mary was constantly dabbing the moisture from her face and between classes running to the restroom to dry the constant secretions of her pussy. When the end of the day finally arrived Mary couldn’t even remember what she had taught during the afternoon. Her mind was totally centered between her legs.
Lisa came strolling in as Mary was wiping her forehead.
“A little warm pet?” asked Lisa .
“Ms. Simon that was a terrible trick. I had three orgasms right in front of my class. I can’t afford to lose this job or my reputation.” yelled Mary.
“You did well pet. I knew you would control yourself but it was amusing to watch. If you get caught everyone will think you are the sick one. No one knows about us remember.”
“Yes Ms. Simon. I’m sorry I yelled at you.”
“Sorry doesn’t cut it pet. Give me your purse and bend over your desk.”
“Please Ms. Simon. Not here. I’m sorry.” begged the teacher as she handed her purse to her student.
Lisa flipped Mary’s skirt up over her up turned ass and proceeded to spank her ass with the hairbrush until it was bright red. Mary was squirming on the desk and the tears were running down her face smearing her make up. Lisa noted the flow between Mary’s legs and knew she had this bitch.
Lisa ordered the spanked teacher to the corner. “Put your nose in the corner and hold your skirt high so I can see your red ass when I come back. Don’t move an inch.” Lisa left the room leaving the spanked teacher on display in the corner.
Mary wanted to die of shame. What if someone came by? Bubba was around. He made her nervous. She could hear someone walking down the hall. Mary could feel the juices running down here legs as her fear grew. She knew someone was at the door but she dare not look. “Unwrap your cum collectors and place them in your wastebasket for Bubba. He must think you’re really hot stuff.” said Lisa. Mary breathed a sigh of relief that it was
Lisa as she lowered her skirt and moved to obey. Mary blushed making her face as red as her ass and placed the 7 used rubbers in the trash. She hoped Bubba wouldn’t notice them.
“I’ll drop you at the gym pet on my way to take Amy to dinner. I want you to drink 2 cans of orange juice for nutrition while you are there. We will pick you up in 2 hours. Continue the same exercises as last week. They seem to be working.’ I made an appointment to have your nails done at 6:30.”
After an exhausting workout Mary drank her two cans of orange juice and waited outside for Lisa to return. Lisa pulled up at around 6:15 with Amy in the car. Mary climbed into the back seat thankful to be able to sit down and rest her weary body.
When they arrived at the nail salon Lisa told the technician that both Mary and Amy were getting nails. She wanted them to be identical. Amy had been bugging Mary for months to get nails but Mary had refused.
After a hour or so Mary and her daughter left the salon with identical long dark red finger nails. Mary was upset that Lisa had permitted Amy to get nails let alone long red ones. But she knew better than to disagree with Lisa.
When they got home Amy went off to her room to do her homework and Lisa sent Mary off to practice her dancing. She had Mary dance in front of a full length mirror in her bedroom. Removing her clothes and swaying and gyrating to the music. After about a 1/2 hour Mary was about to collapse but Lisa simple got the hairbrush out of Mary’s purse and she forced herself to continue. Mary tried to divert her eyes from watching herself stripping and dancing naked in her bedroom but she couldn’t avoid seeing herself preparing to win a contest she
didn’t even want to be associated with. She knew she had to go along with Lisa until she could find a way out
without hurting her family.
Around 10:30 Amy knocked on her door to say good night. “Night Mom.”.
“Night Amy” called the naked dancing teacher.
“Mom your supposed to call me Ms. Amy. Remember?”
Mary cringed. “Yes Ms. Amy. I’m sorry I forgot.”
Lisa permitted Mary to go to sleep early with orders for breakfast at 7:00.
Mary masturbated quietly on the floor before going to sleep. Her pussy was still tingling from the chili powder. As she drifted to sleep her mind was so confused about everything. She was having a difficult time determining right from wrong. Her values were constantly being assaulted.
The next day went along like a normal day. There were no surprises at lunch and aside form masturbating twice everything was as it used to be before all this started. After classes Lisa came to Mary’s room and informed her that they needed to go shopping after the gym to find something to wear to ‘work’ on Thursday night. This brought Mary back to her real situation.
As they were leaving the school they ran into Bubba as he was cleaning the hall. “Hi Bubba” said Lisa. Mary couldn’t look Bubba in the eye. She was aware that he was giving her a through look over while he chatted with Lisa.
The constant exercise and lack of substantial food was beginning to have an effect of Mary. Her mind was also showing the effects of the stress and she was too tired to think straight. She felt like she was floundering in a deep pit but she couldn’t find the ladder. Her body was constant aroused and her mind wandered. As she waited for Lisa to pick her up at the gym she realized she was lost and maybe there was no way out.
When Lisa picked up Mary at the gym she was alone. She told Mary that Amy was at her mothers.
This disturbed Mary but she couldn’t complain.
They headed for the mall and directly to Victoria’s Secret. Lisa helped Mary pick out several G-strings, various color wonder bras to enhance her ample breasts, and some long slinky dresses. Lisa sent Mary to the changing room with orders to change and come out and show her what she looked like.
Mary went to the changing room and as she began to remove her blouse she saw her reflection in the mirror and stopped. She didn’t even recognize this person she had become. Why was she subjecting herself to this treatment. She rebuttoned her blouse and without further thought stepped out of the dressing room to confront Lisa.
Lisa saw Mary coming and had been expecting some rebellion soon. She grabbed Mary’s arm before she could say anything and lead her back to the dressing room. Once in the changing stall Lisa backed the bigger, older teacher against the wall and said,” Listen pet, if you think for one minute I won’t release the pictures and tapes you are sadly mistaken. You have two choices at this point and 30 seconds to make up your mind. You can leave here and I guarantee you will make the news tomorrow or you can get naked and bend over with your hands on the chair and your ass in the air. Make up your mind.”
Mary realized her mistake. She had gotten herself into a situation from which she could find no escape. Her life was ruined but at least she could save her husband and daughter from devastation. She slowly began removing her clothes as quietly wept in despair.
When she was naked and in the required position Lisa opened Mary’s purse and got the hairbrush. Lisa reddened Mary ass with 25 hard spanks with the hairbrush. The sound of the spanking could be heard all over the store. Lisa walked out and ordering Mary be try on an outfit and come out.
With no way to fix her smeared make up a very contrite teacher dressed in a black g-string and wonder bra with exposed nipples and a sheer long spaghetti strap gown walked from the changing area to the main store. Her eyes were downcast but she could feel all eyes on her. Lisa made her turn and lift her gown displaying her hot red ass to anyone who wanted to look. Lisa was satisfied with the outfit and ordered Mary to purchase it along with 3 additional g-string/bra sets.
When Mary came out Lisa told her to thank the clerk for the use of her dressing room for her attitude adjustment and to apologize for any disruption her correction may have caused. Lisa walked out leaving the teacher to obey her instructions but she remained near the door to witness her teachers humiliation.
Lisa walked to the checkout counter and said, “Thank you for allowing my owner use your dressing room to correct my attitude. I’m very sorry for any disruptions I may have caused.” Her face was as beet red and she couldn’t look the girl in the eye.
The sales girls mumbled, “That’s ok.” She was as embarrassed for the woman as she was embarrassed and wanted to get these people out of the store.
Lisa took the penitent pet to the shoe store where Mary had collected her first cum. Thankful for Mary the neither salesman was working. Mary had her buy a pair of platform heels with 7″ heels. They rode home in silence as Mary’s mind tried to come to grips with the despair she felt.
When they got home Amy was not yet there. Lisa sent Mary to her room and ordered her to change into her dance outfit and start practicing. Mary went to her room and forced her drained body to dress and begin performing for the mirror. She danced and stripped and then got dressed and did it over and over. The new platforms heels hurt her feet and were difficult to dance in but by the time her 2 hours were up she had mastered them.
Lisa came in and watched the last dance. “I will be very disappointed if you don’t win.” said Lisa.
” Your pet will do her best to make you proud Ms. Simon.”
Lisa picked up the discarded g-string. “Pet you are soaked this g-string. Wash it out before bed.”
“Yes Ms. Simon. Ms. Simon Where is Amy?”
“She went to the mall with friends. She should be home by 11:00.”
“11:00!!!!! It is a school night and she is to be home by 9:00 and in bed by 10:00.” ranted Mary.
“Pet she is growing up now. She needs more freedom. She is now permitted out till 11:00 on school nights and midnight on weekends unless I extend her curfew.”
“I’m her mother and I make the rules for her.”
“Not any more pet unless you want to be totally honest with her about everything.”
Mary was speechless. She was losing everything.
“Go to bed now pet you have a very busy day tomorrow. I will even excuse you from the gym but you must practice for an hour before going to your new job. I will drop you off at 5:30 at the club.”
“Please Ms. Simon don’t let Amy stay out so late on school nights.”
“Good night pet.” said Lisa as she walked into the kitchen.
Mary sullenly walked up the stairs. She undressed and laying on her blanket on the floor she fingered her pussy to the point of orgasm and then stopped herself and tried to sleep.
Lisa was in the kitchen on the phone making plans for pet’s husbands return the next day.CHAPTER 24
Mary woke early. Her sleep had not been very restful. Her mind was whirling out of control. Dreams of her teaching her class dressed in her dancing clothes and of Lisa allowing Amy to do all sorts of things to which she objected kept her sleep restless. Her fingers had found their way to her stimulated pussy and she was near orgasm when jolted awake by the alarm clock.
Mary quickly showered and did her hair and make up. She slipped on a robe and made breakfast for Lisa and Amy. Then she woke up the girls. Amy was very tired and didn’t want to get up. Mary was permitted toast and coffee with her special cream. Then she cleaned up and climbed the stairs to see what Lisa had laid out for her to wear.
Mary was quite surprised to find a conservative outfit compared to her normal wear. She was required to be plugged and took a large thermos of cum laced coffee which she was to drink throughout the day.
The school day went without incident. At the end of the day Lisa came to Mary’s room. She ordered Mary to remove the plug from her ass and leave it in her desk. She then had her only partially close the drawer and took the dejected teacher home to get ready to compete in a strip contest in front of complete strangers.
Lisa had Mary cook dinner for her and Amy and they sat at the table and enjoyed a hot family dinner while Mary cleaned the kitchen because time was limited. Mary was distrusting of the relationship Lisa and Amy were developing and she felt she was being rendered more and more ineffective. She didn’t know what she could do about it now but she hoped Bill would be home soon to at least take control of Amy.
After dinner Mary went to her room and after practicing for an hour packed her bag for the nights activities. As the time approached she was becoming more and more nervous yet her pussy was getting hotter and hotter.
At 5:15 Mary left with Lisa for the club. Amy was dressed to go out with friends and then staying at another friends house. Mary was not pleased with the short dress Amy was wearing but when Lisa said she had picked it for her she knew it wouldn’t do any good to object.
When they arrived at the club Mary dropped Lisa off and said she would be back later. Mary felt very vulnerable as she walked alone into the club. She explained she was there to enter the amateur contest. She was directed to the dressing rooms. She was the first to arrive and found the dressing room empty. She put her stuff down and walked out to the stage area. She had never been on stage and found that even in the dark it was a scary place.
While Mary was exploring the stage and club area Lisa was heading for the airport. She had spent most of the morning after leaving school getting everything together she would need. She had been sure to get back to school before Mrs. C. class so she wouldn’t know Lisa had left the building. Lisa smiled as she drove to the airport. Their plan would make things very interesting.
When Lisa arrived at the airport she parked in the short term parking and after removing the bag from the trunk headed for the arrival area to meet Bill.
About 30 minutes later Lisa spotted Bill walking down the ramp from his flight. She held up the sign with his name on it. He spotted the sign and walked over to her.
“Mr. Clark?”
“Yes.”
“Mr. Evans sent me to meet you. He asked me to give you this letter. He said everything you would need is in this bag.”
Mr. Evans was his boss. What could this be about? “Thank you.” said Bill. He ripped open the envelope.
Dear Bill,
Some very important business has come up in Saudi Arabia. I know
you have been away for some time but it is necessary for you to
fly there immediately to handle this situation. In order to
provide you with more clout I am promoting to to vice president
in charge of overseas operations. This will be reflected in
your substantial pay increase which we will continue to deposit
for you. All your expenses will be covered by the
company. This assignment may well last several months.
In the bag are your tickets and passport. Your flight leaves at
7:15. All other information will be waiting in your office
when you arrive.
Steve
Bill was in shock. A promotion to vice president of overseas operations and a substantial pay raise. He would have to be away for several months. What about Lisa and Amy? They would be happy for him and Lisa was a very competent mother. They would be fine. He would have to hurry to get his plane. “Miss could you do me a favor and get a message to my wife?”
“Certainly Sir.”
He quickly scribbled a note and giving Lisa a $20 tip rushed off to his plane.
……
Mary was all dressed to undress and was doing her hair when she saw the big black stripper coming toward her in the mirror. She could feel her knees shaking.
The black woman tapped Mary on the shoulder and said, “Stand up”.
A frightened Mary turned and stood in front of the menacing black dancer.
“I wanted to tell you the rules around her bitch. Win or lose you will tip the bouncers $1 out of ever ten. The bartenders and waitresses also get 1 out of 10 and the DJ gets 1 out of ten. That means you only get 7 out of ten. From that 7 you must put $25 into the kiddie. and new girls pay 1 out of 10 to the association. That means you really make $5 a dance. If you should win the contest you get to keep $100 of the $500 prize. After you have paid the association $100 you get to keep $6 out of $10. Any questions?”
Mary was frightened of the woman and answered, “I understand the rules.”
“After we close tonight plan to stay for initiation.” said the coercive black dancer.
“Ok” said Mary as she sat down to finish getting ready. She didn’t want to be here or do this but she knew she had to win the contest or else.
The contest was scheduled to begin at 9:00. Until then amateurs were not permitted to do any stage or table dancing. Mary stayed back stage and talked to the other dancers as they changed and went back to the floor. She peeked through the curtain but couldn’t find Lisa in the crowd. As the contest time approached Mary was more nervous than ever before in her life. She was alone, Lisa wasn’t there. The other contestants were all younger by several years than she was. Her hopes on being the winner were sinking as she watched the other 5 women dressing and getting ready for the contest. What would Lisa do to her if she didn’t win? She really didn’t want to find out.
Just before the contest started the DJ came backstage and explained that the 6 women would go on stage together for the first dance but they were not to remove any clothing during that first dance. Then they would be sent on stage individually to do their dance. They had 3 songs each. They were not to leave the stage during their dance. After all 6 had danced they would be brought back to the stage naked for one song then the audience would vote. Each patron was given one ‘Bare Elegance’ dollar. They would give their dollar to the girl of their choice. The girls would keep dancing until all on the dollars and been distributed. The girl with the most dollars wins. Mary would be the 4th dancer.
Going on stage as a group allowed the women to get used to the stage. They could not see into the audience because of the lights but they could hear the men calling to them and making remarks. Mary felt like a piece of meat on display. She didn’t know if she could take her clothes off in front of all these people or not.
The first girl was very pretty with long legs and long blonde hair. She got a lot of applause and came off stage smiling confidently. The second girl had short black hair. Her outfit was black leather and she was received enthusiastically by the crowd.
As the third girl went on stage Mary realized she was next. As she paced the backstage area she didn’t think she could do it. Suddenly Lisa was there.
“Hi pet. Ready?”
“Ms. Simon your pet doesn’t believe she can do this.”
“Oh but you can and you will pet. If you don’t win this you will be one very very sorry pet.”
“Please Ms. Simon this isn’t right.”
“That remark will cost you later now get out there and make every man and woman in this club want your ass. You are nothing but my pet the slutty dancer tonight. If you are good you can pretend to be a teacher and mother tomorrow. But tonight is what you really are. Now get out there and win.”
Mary knew Lisa was right. She had to dance her best and win to make her owner proud. She couldn’t let her owner down or she would be punished and her life would get even more complicated.
Suddenly it was time. Mary tried to block out the crowd and pretend she was in her bedroom in front of the mirror. She danced and swayed to the music. The shouting was a distraction but she continued. She removed her dress and suddenly she could feel the eyes on her. Her hips took on a mind of their own and began to gyrate. She began thrusting her hip back and forth as she dropped her wonder bra to the floor. Her breasts swayed as her body continued to prance around the stage. Her g-string was soaked and her pussy was on fire. She literally
ripped off the tiny cloth protecting her bare womanhood from the eyes of the lusting men surrounding the stage. As she moved through the third song her fingers spread her pussy lips wide and she thrust her pelvis at the screaming crowd. Shaking her breasts and fingering her pussy she humped her ass around the stage.
By the end of the third song Mary was exhausted. Her legs were about to give out. She had given all she had for her owner. Lisa was not back stage when she staggered to the chair. Her body was covered with perspiration and she could feel her juices running down her thighs. She sat there on the chair and rested. She wanted to get back on the stage and collect her dollars. Then she could maybe get some relief for the fire between her legs.
It wasn’t long before Mary was strutting her naked body on to the stage with 5 other naked women. They danced one song and then moved to the edge of the stage to collect their dollars. Mary was pawed as she collected her money. She felt fingers slipping into her wet pussy and spread her legs wide to allow better access. She seemed to be collecting a lotof dollars. Finally all the dollars had been collected. The women went backstage and the DJ counted the dollars.
The tall blonde had 40 the next girl had 25, dancer number 3 had 23, Mary had 57, dancer 5 had 29 and the last dancer had 52. She had done . She won. Her owner would be so proud. Mary was lead back on stage and while standing naked with her legs slightly spread she accepted the check for $500. She was the best stripper of the night. She was so proud.
As she walked off stage she was suddenly hit by the thought. ‘Why am I proud to be a great stripper? I’m a teacher, wife and mother. Oh what if someone recognized me.’ She wanted to dress and run out of there but she was being congratulated by the other girls. She saw Lisa coming through the curtain.
“Well pet you did it you won. I’ll take the $500.”
“Ms. Simon your pet only gets to keep $100. The rest go as tips and fees for participation.”
“Well pet I need $500 so you better get your ass out there and do about 40 table dances to get the other $400.”
“Ms. Simon your pet only gets to keep $5 from each table dance.”
“Pet I need $500. You can do table dances or give blow jobs. I don’t care but when this place closes at 2:00 A.M. you better hand me $500.”
“Yes Ms. Simon. The girls say I have to stay for initiation after hours .”
“That’s ok. Just give me the $500 and then you can stay as long as you like. I’ll see you in the morning.”
“Yes Ms. Simon.” What was she going to do. How could she make $500 dollars in 4 hours? How would she ever get to work in the morning if she had to stay here after 2? How was she going to get home? Again her mind was not functioning clearly. She need to get busy or things would get worse.
Mary moved onto the floor and was immediately invited to sit with three gentlemen. She declined saying she needed to work the floor. “Would any of you gentlemen like a table dance?’ she asked.
They all quickly agreed.
Using the things she had observed other girls doing Mary began dancing for the first man. As she moved her naked body up close to the gentleman he moved his hand to his thigh so that when she straddled his leg his hand was directly under her shaved wet pussy. As she slide her body up and down his thigh his fingers began playing between her spread legs. By the time the song was over and she moved to the second man her body temperature was approaching the boiling point. The second man followed the example of his buddy and played
openly with her dripping pussy. About half way through the song she shuddered in an orgasm and was deeply
embarrassed that she could cum in this disgusting situation, but she never stopped moving.
The third man slide his finger past her drenched pussy and slide a finger into her ass. Mary found herself sitting on the mans hand and forcing his finger deeper inside her tight puckered hole.
Mary was shaken by her body’s betrayal but she moved to the next table. She needed to get $500 for her owner or she would be punished. As she worked her way around the room Mary kept one eye on the clock. She had humiliated herself several time by cumming as complete strangers played with her soaked pulsing pussy. By 1:00 she had $300 but she realized she would never make her owners required $500 before the place closed. She had to make a decision. Risk her owners wrath or go beyond dancing to make the money.
It really wasn’t a choice when she thought about it. She had got too far to protect her family to risk losing it now. Besides Bill would be home soon and she would be able to work some way out of this situation.
Mary went back to the table of the first man, ” I’ll give each of you a blow job for $50 a piece.” Mary’s face burned with shame as she offered herself for money. After a brief discussion between the men they agreed and Mary led them into the back of the club.
Mary couldn’t believe what she had gotten into as she found herself kneeling on the hard cold tile floor with a long thick cock deep in her throat and a cock in each hand waiting her her talented mouth. The men had had a good deal to drink and bringing them to orgasm took longer than Mary had hoped but she was back on the dance floor with only $50 to go with 10 minutes left. She had swallowed all three loads and the taste of cum filled her mouth.
Many of the men were beginning to leave as closing time approached and Mary moved swiftly to a guy sitting near the stage by himself. She whisper her offer in his ear and he stood taking her by the arm and lead her into the back.
“You can get me nice and hard with your mouth but I want to fuck your ass for $50. ”
Mary was trapped. Time was running out so she agreed and after kneeling and sucking his huge cock to its full 9″ she raised her ass and lower her face to the floor and allowed herself to be fucked in the ass.
When it was all over Mary felt dirty and used. She was nothing but a whore. She wished Bill would get home soon.
Mary went back into the dance floor and saw Lisa standing by the bar. She walked up to her and handed her the $500.
“Very good pet and it is only 2:05.”
Mary was shocked. She thought she had made it.
“Don’t worry pet you did well. I understand you will be staying here a while. Joe, the bartender has agreed to bring you home later. Wake me at 6:30 pet. You can sleep on the porch for being 5 minutes late with your money”.
“Yes Ms. Simon.”
“Hey Miss contest winner, Come back here.” called the black dancer.
“May I Ms.. Simon?”
“Have fun pet.”
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Here it is, finally. I am really sorry for the long delay. the next one wont be as long i promise. The next chapter is the wedding and will mostly be full of fluffy adorableness, so i have packed this chapter with quite a strong sex scene dripping with smutty goodness 😉 Enjoy
Spreading discord and another goddess crosses paths and leaves in chains.
Sorry about the wait I had to do three rewrites before I got the story to flow.
Two formidable persons meet and then history occurs.
For an introduction to this story I would start with Chapter 1
For an introduction to this story you should start with Chapter 1.
Mistress Lindsey has been prostituting me out for a little while now as a way to bring in some extra money. This is the story of a recent “rental” where my boundaries were pushed in a direction I’d never have expected to go in. Enjoy.
This picks up from right where Part 1 left off. Steve has just made love to me, his “boyfriend”. Now I’m about to find out some of the truth of what brought him to this point. What went on in his previous relationship? Enjoy.
High school grad needs to learn about the adult world.
I learn that my wife is a whore
As I was driving my son and myself across the Brooklyn Bridge into New York City, I couldn’t help recalling the saddest time in my life. Almost two years ago, I stood vigil with my husband as the cancer he’d battled for several years took him from us. We spent the last few days discussing his triumphs and the things he’d failed to do in his lifetime.
Charles was a good man. We’d met in college and married my senior year, me already six months pregnant with our son, Chad. I had a difficult delivery and we wound up having only the one son, although we tried for more children over the years. Charles was a good looking man, light brown hair and brown eyes, a stocky wrestler’s build (he went to college on a wrestling scholarship), a winning smile and the confidence of a man who knew what he wanted and was able to get it. Mostly, it turned out, he wanted me. I fell in love with him the first time I saw him. We quickly became passionate lovers and then married with Chad on the way.
We had several wonderful years together. Chad was twelve when the cancer first appeared. Over the next four years, my Charles fought it valiantly before finally succumbing to the disease. Chad, now sixteen, stood by my side at the funeral, the spitting image of his father who would have been proud of the man his son had been forced to suddenly become. Over the two years since we buried Charles, my son and I have become very close. I doubt I could have gotten through my mourning period without my son to lean on.
I’ve become very attached to my son. One could almost call me a jealous woman. I haven’t liked any of his girl friends and am almost ashamed to admit I am happy he is currently unattached and even more pleased that he has kept a promise to his father to remain chaste until he turned eighteen.. For his part, he’s been urging me to return to the dating scene…to find a friend and possibly a husband. When I’ve scolded him about it, telling him I’m too old for such nonsense, he just laughs and tells me what a beautiful woman I am.
“Christ, Mom, you’re only forty years old. And you’re a great looking woman. I bet there are lots of guys who would give an arm and a leg to marry you!” he would tell me. I don’t know, maybe he’s right. I’d like to think I’m still kind of pretty. I’ve always been blessed with good skin and I’ve kept my figure. My boobs aren’t sagging much, despite the weight of having 36 DD breasts. At one hundred-eighteen pounds and five foot-two inches, I’ve kept my 36-24-34 figure. My legs still draw a whistle when I get brave enough to wear a short skirt or go to town in my jean shorts. And I am very vain and proud of my hair, long black tresses that fall to the middle of my back.
I love it when Chad tells me how pretty I am, even though it makes me feel kind of naughty to hear my own son talk that way. My friends have teased me about how I need to cut the apron strings and quit being possessive and jealous over Chad.
Which make today’s visit to the city even more difficult. Today, I am fulfilling one of my husband’s last wishes. Today, I’m taking my son to visit the city’s most luxurious bordello. My heart fluttered as I thought of the ornate business card in my purse that carried the words, “Fulfillment, a Tradition Since 1850,” followed by a phone number.
I had long known about the tradition in Charles’s family about the father taking his son to Fulfillment, New York City’s oldest and finest whorehouse, for his first sexual adventure. Charles had been taken there by his father who had been taken there by his father and so on. Charles said the legend was that his father’s male ancestors had been among the first patrons of Fulfillment way back before the Civil War.
I was also aware that occasionally Charles visited Fulfillment during our marriage. We both had grown up in promiscuous times and in our younger days had done some swinging with friends in the neighborhood, trading partners for an evening or even a weekend. Otherwise, I had never had an affair or even a one night stand, I knew Charles wouldn’t have minded but I was never really tempted. It never bothered me that Charles went to Fulfillment on occasion, it even excited me when he’d describe some exotic beauty he had fucked and we always had great sex afterwards.
As Charles lay dying, he asked me to follow through on the tradition with Chad when he turned eighteen. I was both horrified and amused, a mother taking her son to a brothel for his first fuck? Charles pressed me on it though, making me promise that the tradition would continue. I couldn’t refuse my husband and I finally agreed. Charles explained how things worked at this exclusive whorehouse. For a specific fee, one had lifetime privileges at Fulfillment. When my husband told me the fee, I had gasped, but Charles just laughed and said his own father had set aside money just so Chad could continue the family tradition. He gave me their business card and I tucked it away until a few days before Chad turned eighteen. I thought about it often, struggling with my own jealousy and the sheer weirdness of it. I was sure that Charles would have found my thoughts amusing.
I took the card from my jewelry box and while Chad was out with friends, called the number. A young sounding, very feminine voice answered. “Fulfillment, this is Alexis. How may we please you?”
“Um, my name is Diana, Diana Martin. Charles Martin was my husband.”
“Oh yes, Mrs. Martin. Please accept our condolences on the loss of your Charles. He was a good man.”
“Thank you,” I almost whispered.
“I guess you are calling to make an appointment for Chad, yes, Mrs. Martin or might I call you Diana?”
“Please. Um, yes, my son turns eighteen next week.” I was astonished that without a pause, this woman was talking as if she’d known us all our lives.
“Wonderful,” the sexy voice chuckled. “Have you asked Chad for his preferences?”
“Uh…preferences, Alexis?”
“Oh yes, Diana. Fulfillment will grant his wish as to the type of women Chad prefers. His family legacy is to be with one of our finest ladies on his eighteenth birthday. We will provide the lady of his dreams, be she an eighteen year old cheerleader or the sexiest grandmother in New York City, Caucasian, African American, Hispanic or Asian.”
I was almost speechless. Charles hadn’t informed me of this. “I…um, I honestly don’t know, Alexis. This is all so new to me.”
Alexis giggled over the phone. “I understand, dear. You should talk to Chad. Get him to tell you what his fantasy woman is like. Just make sure you call us back over a day or two before his visit so we can make the appropriate plans.”
We ended the call and I spent the next three days trying how to get the necessary information out of Chad. I mean, how do you ask your own son, “Honey, describe your dream fuck!” I wanted this to be the wonderful night that Charles would have provided his son, but it was going to be difficult. Chad had dated some in high school, but hadn’t gravitated to any particular type of girl as far as I could tell.
I finally broached the subject while Chad and I were out to dinner at our favorite Italian restaurant. As we ate, I kept prodding Chad about various young ladies in the restaurant. His responses were of the usual, “I dunno…I guess,” variety when I’d ask if this young lady or that young lady was pretty.
Chad finally put down his fork and looked at me quizzically. “What’s up, Mom? Why do you keep asking me about girls?” This after I’d asked him if he thought our waitress, a pretty, buxom blonde, was pretty.
I could feel my face redden as I stammered, “Well…uh, I was curious. I wondered if there was a particular type of girl you found attractive. Maybe your old Mom is trying to fix you up!”
Chad looked at me with a surprised expression. “Are you serious, Mom? You really want to know the kind of woman I think is hot?”
“Well, yes. I am curious.”
Chad nodded, a little amused. “Okay, Mom. Let’s see…” He turned and looked about the room. Finally, he gestured a particular direction. I looked over to see a family of four sitting in a booth. Next to a woman about my age, was a teenaged girl maybe sixteen years of age with long red hair and a pretty, innocent face.
“Oh Chad, she’s lovely. I bet she’s about your age, too.”
Chad snorted and said, “Not her, Mom! The woman next to her…her mother.”
I almost gasped. “Her mother!” I studied the woman. She was my age or maybe a little older. Taller than me, but heavy breasted with dark, red hair. I turned and looked at my son. “You’re telling me you prefer older women?”
It was my son’s turn to blush. He shrugged his shoulders and replied, “You asked me, Mom. Yes, older women turn me on!” For some reason, his words sent a thrill through me.
“Look around some more, honey. See anyone else that uh, turns you on?”
Chad stared around the room some more, finally settling his gaze on a couple dining at an open table; a husband and wife, both in their mid forties. The woman was very lovely. A blonde with large breasts, her dress revealing a serious amount of cleavage and most of a shapely leg peeked through a long slit in her dress. “She’s pretty sexy, Mom,” Chad stated seriously.
“Anyone else?” I asked. A shiver traveled through my body, ending up between my thighs. I realized with a bit of surprise that my pussy was wet. I shivered again as I relished that sweet sensation of my labia lips rubbing together, becoming slick with my own juices.
Chad studied the crowded restaurant. He grinned and waved. “Look, there’s your friend, Mrs. Brown. I think she’s really hot!” I looked around and gasped. Just being seated across the room was my best friend, Jill Brown and her husband, Tom. A lovely woman, about my height and weight…her hair almost the same color as mine and our figures were so close, we could and have, borrowed each other’s clothes. I managed a feeble wave and smile at the woman many people say resembles me so much that we could pass for sisters! Jill was wearing a off the shoulders summer dress.
I turned, barely able to look my son in the eye, feeling my face flushing…my skin like it was on fire. “You really think Jill is sexy, huh?”
Chad waggled his eyebrows in a lewd expression and replied, “Oh yeah! A woman that looks like Jill is about the sexiest thing alive, especially wearing that outfit! I think bare shoulders are sexy!” I stifled a groan as I felt my juices almost shoot out from my pussy. I was sure my panties were becoming soaked and wouldn’t be surprised if I left a puddle on the leather covered bench in our booth. I realized that I was wearing a shell blouse myself that left my shoulder’s bare and bared the upper portion of my breasts.
“I can’t believe what you’re saying, Chad. Good grief, all these women are my age.” I tried to hide the sudden nervousness in my voice.
Chad grinned and said, “What can I say? I reckon I just want to find a girl like the girl dear ol’ Dad found!” His eyes seemed to crawl over me and then he blushed and suddenly found his linguini very interesting.
When our conversation resumed, we drifted on to safer topics. Our dinner passed pleasantly, but we were both aware that we were giving each other funny looks now and again.
The next day, I again called Fulfillment and spoke with Alexis. I described what I hoped was Chad’s preference, embarrassed as I described essentially myself to the woman, adding his likes in clothing. “Mmmm…very interesting, Diana,” purred Alexis. “I know who would be perfect for Chad. We’ll see you Friday evening at eight!”
The next few days, I was filled with all sorts of mixed emotions. I constantly argued with myself that Chad had meant nothing when he had been commenting on his tastes in women. Another part of me, the part that was responsible for my constantly wet pussy, argued that Chad had been flirting with me…his own mother! That he was sending me a message. Another part of me was filled with jealousy at the thought of another woman…any woman introducing my son to the world of sex. Through it all, only one thing kept me on course and that was my solemn pledge to my late husband to see this through to the end…to keep up the Martin Family tradition!
Friday, Chad’s birthday, he and I drove up to New York City. It was a two hour trip and I finally broke the news to Chad of what his father’s great gift was and of the long established family tradition. My son was dumbfounded…totally speechless for the longest time. Finally reality set in and a big grin broke out on my son’s face. “Wow!” he kept saying over and over.
Chad suddenly sobered up and said, “Are you okay with this, Mom? You don’t mind?”
I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs that of course I minded, that my son’s heart and body should belong to no one but me, but I smiled and replied, “Of course not, Chad. This was your father’s last wish for you, son.”
He seemed satisfied with that and we lapsed into silence for most of the ride. I know he was thinking about his impending evening though. A bulge began to grow in Chad’s pants…a sizable bulge and I had a hard time concentrating on traffic.
Finally we reached New York City and drove to the address Alexis had given me. It was a posh, old mansion. An attendant took our car while an elegantly dressed butler walked us past Grecian statues of Gods and Goddesses and inside to a sitting room. The place reeked of money and power and taste. Erotic paintings hung on the wall and here and there were placed art objects, intensely sexual in nature. We waited just a few minutes, both of us trying not to giggle from nervousness, when in walked two lovely women.
“Good evening, Diana. Good evening, Chad. We’re so thrilled to finally meet you. I am Alexis.” Alexis was a beautiful Eurasian woman. She was wearing a Christian Dior suit that hung perfectly on her lovely form. Her short, black hair was perfectly in place, except for a thick strand that hung attractively over her right eye. She approached us and kissed me on the cheek and then shook Chad’s hand. “We’re thrilled to finally meet you. I know Charles would be thrilled to see your family tradition continue!”
Chad was almost speechless and I managed a quiet thank you. There was a moment of awkward silence and then Alexis continued. “So, Chad I know you’re anxious to get started. There are some formalities we need to take care of.” She turned and gestured to the other woman, a short, gorgeous redhead, with an attractive zaftig figure wearing a white medical coat. “This is Doctor Claire. Chad, you’ll need to step out with her. She’s going to take a little blood test and check you out a little while your mother and I have a little chat, okay?”
Claire stepped up and took Chad by the hand. “I’m so pleased to meet you, Chad…Diana. Shall we, Chad?” She led my son away while Alexis gestured for us to sit.
She reached out and took my hand. “So, how is Mom doing? Are you okay, Diana?”
I let out a nervous laugh. “I guess so. I can barely believe I’m here, bringing my son here for his first…um…”
“Experience?” suggested Alexis. “I understand. I know it’s difficult, filling in for your husband, but I’m sure he’d be so proud of you. It’s not every woman or every mother who could be so open-minded.” She squeezed my hand and her touch seemed strangely reassuring and a little more. Her dark eyes seemed to draw me in. I’ve rarely felt attracted to a woman, but I felt more than a little tingle from her touch and from her gaze. I felt my nipples begin to harden against my bra.
“Well, lets get the formalities over with. You have the fee?”
I reached into my purse and took out a thick envelope. This night would be expensive, but Charles and his father had planned this well. If this place was everything Charles had said it would be, the money would be well spent. Alexis took the envelope and slipped it into her jacket pocket.
She picked up a file folder and handed it to me. Here is Doctor Claire’s medical report on the lucky lady that will be with Chad tonight. She passed her medical checkup as well as tests for STD’s earlier today. Here at Fulfillment, we check each of our ladies every day that they are working.”
“Wonderful,” I replied, amazed at the clarity of the report.
Alexis leaned in again and squeezed my hand. “We find most of our clients prefer not to have to deal with condoms…you know how men are.” She grinned and continued, “And I’ll confess, many of our ladies also prefer it, sans condoms…it raises the level of intimacy. Of course, Chad can opt to wear protection.”
I felt my skin heat up. “Um…it’s his choice, but he’s in such a state, I expect he won’t even think about it.”
Alexis laughed and then continued to fill me in. Chad and his future lover would have the next twelve hours to do…well, whatever Chad wanted as long as it didn’t involve violence. We took a tour of the mansion. Alexis showed me the kitchen and introduced me to their cooking staff. “If your young man requires nourishment to keep himself going, he or his lady can simply call down to the kitchen. My lovely guide held hands with me as she led me up the winding staircase and showed me Chad’s bedroom, a lavishly furnished suite with the biggest bed I have ever seen. Large mirrors decorated each wall.
“Most of our clients like a lot of playroom,” Alexis chuckled, winking at me. She showed me the closets, full of fantasy clothes, various leather, vinyl and plastic instruments and toys. “Just in case any little fantasy needs to be carried out,” said my guide. Alexis picked a long two headed, rubber dildo up off a shelf. “This is one of my favorites,” she whispered coyly, winking at me again.
“Oh! So you also do…uh,” I trailed off…my naïve upbringing showing up.
Alexis laughed and said, “Well, these days, I’m primarily management. But now and again, I like to spend time with special clients.” I felt a spurt of my juices, soaking my already moist panties. I was amazed at how my body was reacting to this lovely woman.
We returned to the sitting room to await Chad’s return. We drank coffee and idly chatted, mostly about Charles. “Of course, we didn’t see much of him after he married you, but when he did visit, he talked about you constantly. I’ve wanted to meet you for a long time,” Alexis said.
“Well,” I stammered in reply. “He didn’t mention any of you by name, but he told me about your…his adventures, and well, we always had great sex afterwards!” That seemed to please her.
She seemed about to say more, but a chime rang and Doctor Claire walked in with my son. He was flushed, obviously aroused judging by the large bulge in his slacks. Again, I felt a shivering delight spreading wetly between my legs. “Well, this young man is as clean as whistle and ready for love!” announced the doctor.
“Wonderful,” cooed Alexis, glancing over at me. She pressed a button on the table and then stood up and walked over to Chad. Putting an arm around his waist, she said in a sultry voice. “Are you ready to meet your dream date, darling?” With her free hand, she palmed the bulge in his pants. She grinned over at me and said, “Oh my! I guess you are ready!”
Chad was beet red now and virtually speechless. Not everyday a madam rubbed his cock in front of his mother. He was spared answering when a woman entered the room. Chad and both gasped as we took in the beautiful, mature woman.
A black haired woman of maybe forty-five well aged years walked over and kissing Chad on the cheek. “Hi, Chad, I’m Eve. I’ve been anxious to meet you!” Her eyes were green and she had a cute, button nose, but otherwise, we might have been sisters. Her figure was a mirror of mine, displayed to best advantage by the short skirt she was wearing with a pullover sweater that left her shoulders bare and exposed so much of her breasts, that the very edge of her areolas’ were peeking out. Her nipples, already hard, were poking out against the soft material of her sweater. Her legs were well toned and exquisite. She seemed to exude sexuality…I could even swear I could smell her arousal.
Eve closed in on Chad, blatantly rubbing herself up against him, her breasts mashing up against his tense body. A surge of jealousy ran through me even as I felt my own excitement increase as Chad’s cock visible swelled inside his pants, making me wonder which would explode first, his cock or his pants!
Alexis laughed and said, “I don’t know who is more excited, Chad or Eve?” She took my hand and said, “C’mon, Mom! Give your son a goodbye kiss and let him have some fun!”
Feeling very awkward and shy, I let myself be led forward to my son, leaning into him from the front (feeling the heat being radiated from him and his soon to be lover), and gave my son an almost shy kiss on the corner of his mouth. “Um…have fun, son,” I said in a strained voice.
Chad looked ready to explode. “Thanks, Mom…for…for everything!”
Alexis gave a signal and Eve led him out of the room. I stood there for several seconds, torn between jealousy and excitement before Alexis broke me out of my trance. “Alright, Mom. Now let’s get you situated.”
I looked at her curiously. “Situated? What do you mean?”
Alexis’s eyes went up in surprise. “You mean Charles didn’t tell you?” she laughed and winked at Doctor Claire who was chuckling. “Oh, he was such a naughty fellow. You have a surprise in store for you!” She tugged at my hand. “C’mon! We’ll need to hurry!”
She led me out another door and up a small set of stairs. It opened up into a large room, complete with a bed and a huge, adjustable lounger (like an immense hospital bed). Both were situated in front of a large window. I gasped as I realized we could see into another room…the room that Alexis had showed me earlier.
“Diana, dear. Part of your family tradition is that each young man’s father was allowed to watch his son’s first time with a woman. He could watch and if he so chose, he could enjoy things as well.”
I stared in disbelief at Alexis. “You mean I can watch Chad fuck that woman?”
Alexis nodded. “Yes!” She smiled wistfully. “I was barely nineteen when Charles’s father brought him to Fulfillment for the first time. I sucked Charles’s father’s cock while he watched your husband lose his virginity.”
“Oh my God!” I was stunned and aroused at the same time. I felt strangely dizzy and set down on the edge of the lounger. I looked up at a noise, through the window and saw my son led into the room by a laughing Eve. She showered him with kisses. I watched with mixed emotions as Eve ran her tongue over my son’s lips, grinned and then pressed her tongue into his willing and open mouth. She had her hands up under Chad’s shirt, caressing his strong, stocky body.
As I watched, Alexis came up and placed a hand on my shoulder. “Of course, Diana, you can choose not to watch.”
“Oh no! I want to stay!” I was shocked at how quickly I refused her offer. “I mean…I…” I couldn’t explain myself. How can any mother explain that she is suddenly overwhelmed with the desire to see her son fuck someone?
Alexis leaned over and kissed my cheek. “I understand, Diana. This is terribly exciting, isn’t it?” Absently, I noticed her sit down beside me.
I wasn’t paying attention any more. My total focus was on the scene unfolding before me in the two way mirror. My eyes widened as I watched Eve end their passionate, wet kiss…a stringer of saliva strung between hers and Chad’s lips. Slowly, the dark haired beauty sank to her knees. Eve quickly undid my son’s belt and pants and slowly pulled them down to pool at his feet. She pressed her face to my son’s crotch, inhaling his scent through his white briefs. “Mmmm! I can feel it throbbing, Chad. It feels so hard!” she said in a lust filled voice.
She tugged down Chad’s underwear, freeing his very swollen cock, which immediately jumped up against his stomach. My gasp joined that of Eve’s. My son was fucking huge! I instantly recognized Chad’s cock as being longer and thicker than his father’s penis, which had been the biggest I’d ever experienced.
Eve moaned with desire as she eyed it. “That’s a really big dick, Chad,” she giggled as she reached out to stroke it.
Chad moaned happily, his body weaving, trying to maintain his balance.
Eve wrapped her hand around it and slowly stroked, rising up slightly to bring it close to her lips. In a teasing voice, she said, “I know someone who’s about to blow! I think we need to take care of this, so we can get down to some really serious fucking!”
Chad cried out with delight as the dark haired woman ran her tongue up and down his long shaft before whispering, “Let Momma take care of this big dick,” and taking his huge swollen head into her mouth. She barely began to suck Chad’s cock when he cried out, “I’m cumming!”
Eve gulped and then choked, unprepared for the massive explosion of my son’s semen. He slipped from between her lips, cock jerking and hosing her face with a thick spray of his white, creamy spunk. Another streamer of thick sperm splashed across her pretty face before she got Chad’s penis back in her mouth and began swallowing his cum.
Eve laughed and smacked her lips, unashamed that thick blobs of semen were splattered across her cheeks and chin. “This big cock knows how to cum!” she giggled! Chad was barely managing to stay on his feet so powerful was his orgasm. And I was close to orgasm myself. My panties were a sodden mess, pussy cream was pouring out of me so heavily. I ached with need, not having seen, touched or been fucked by a cock since long before Charles died.
In front of me, Eve eased her mouth off Chad’s cock, his ejaculations now down to a few week spurts, streamers of cum stringing out between her lips and my son’s cock and then breaking and splattering on her uncovered upper breasts. “Yeah…baby,” she squealed. “I love the taste of your spunk, Chad!” Eve moved back in and sucked the last dribbles of semen from his cock.
Chad’s cock, shrinking slightly was reinvigorated as he watched Eve scoop splatters of his jism off her face and enthusiastically sucked them off her fingers. His cock again stood pointing upwards, thick and monstrous. “Ah, youth,” sighed Alexis beside me. Wrapping her hand around Chad’s erection, Eve led him over to the bed.
With little urging, my son began tugging her sweater off of her, revealing Eve’s meaty, voluptuous breasts. I gasped a little when he ran his hand over her areole and said, “It’s just like Mom’s!” He was right. My areoles were the puffy kind that stood out from my breasts, my button nipples then standing out from them another half inch. And I was shocked. How did he know that? Had he been sneaking peeks at me?
Eve laughed and undid her skirt, letting it swirl down to the carpet. “Well, how does the rest of me match up to your mother?” she asked coyly.
Chad was staring slack-jawed at the dark haired muff in front of him. I held my breath as we all waited for his surprise. With one hand still groping her heavy breast, my son ran his other hand up and down her thick mat of pubic hair. “I…I think Mom is hairier…there’s more up to here.” He ran his hand upwards above her V-shaped muff. My face burned with embarrassment and desire. The evil little…he had been spying on me! Then Chad gasped as his roaming hand suddenly found her wet slit and his middle finger slipped into her wet pussy. Eve pressed herself forward, forcing his finger deeper.
“Mmmm, that sounds sexy and nasty to me!” said Eve in a husky voice. She kissed my son and said, “Can I be your mommy for a while, Chad? Do you want to fuck Mommy? Do you, son?”
Chad moaned as the women led him closer to the bed. Eve eased herself back on the bed, spreading her legs wide for my son, revealing in her hairy muff, a glistening wet pussy!
Without hesitation, Chad moaned, “Yes!” and climbed between Eve’s thighs, eagerly hunching himself against her, searching for the wet warm opening between her legs. Eve took hold of my son’s hard cock, guided him into her wet pussy. His sobs of joy were matched by my sobs of excitement and jealousy as he cried out, “I love you, Mom!”
Tears ran down my face as my juices flowed down my thighs. I was incredibly aroused and in anguish as I was confronted by my own naked desires for my own son! My hands fluttered anxiously around my lap. My pussy was on fire and needed serious attention. It needed my son’s attention! I cried in frustration, calling out to Chad.
“It’s alright, Diana,” whispered Alexis in my ear. “I understand.” Suddenly she was in front of me, on her knees, a hand slipping up my skirt, long nails dragging along my thigh. “Let me help,” she said softly as she pulled my skirt up, exposing my wet, sodden panties. I cried out with orgasmic delight as she pressed her palm against my aching, hungry mound.
“I…ohhhh, I can’t,” I gasped while thrusting my pelvis reflexively towards Alexis’s hand. “I’ve never done…ummm…with a woman before,” I sighed even as I lifted my ass up to let Alexis pull down my panties, exposing my soaked, hairy muff, spilt in the middle by my thick and aroused labia lips which had blossomed to display my pink, juicy cunt flesh.
Alexis smiled knowingly. “Does it matter, Diana? Just relax and enjoy it. If it had been Charles here, he’d be enjoying himself. Just watch your beautiful son pretend to fuck you.” Alexis smiled up at me, her green eyes shiny with desire. “You can pretend its Chad doing this to you if you wish!”
The beautiful woman pressed her face into my hairy snatch, her warm breath making me gasp before her long tongue began to make me moan as she ran it over my sensitive lips before thrusting it inside my steamy pussy and doing all sort of delightful things that had me crying and squirming.
My cries joined that of Eve who was lost in rapturous delight as my son fucked her with all the youthful vigor a man of his years could provide. Chad’s ass was a blur as he thrust his cock in and out of the older woman as fast and as hard as he could. As Alexis’s tongue licked me towards orgasm, I watched in awe as my son fed Eve his massive log of cockmeat, now slick with her pussy cream. My son’s lover had an expression somewhere between pain and pleasure, biting her lower lip with each deep thrust of Chad’s cock.
I let out a sudden scream as Alexis rolled her evil tongue over my clitoris, working it further out from its hiding place and teasing me, taking me upwards till I thought I might explode.
I plucked at the buttons on my blouse, exposing my chest and rolling a heavy tit out of my bra, so I could tease my nipple just as Chad leaned over and took Eve’s nipple into his mouth. “Oh, Chad,” I moaned as I hefted my breast upwards and bent my head, taking my nipple between my teeth and biting it lightly. That combined with Alexis’s talented tongue and her sudden insertion of three fingers into my pussy sent me over the edge and I screamed as my orgasm swept over me.
Erotic fire swept through me, carrying me to some almost forgotten sweet place. The world retreated to jumbled images…Alexis’s face smeared with my juices, Chad’s cock hovering over me and then inside me, a jumble of bodies that seemed to be me, Chad, Charles, Alexis, maybe others, all writhing in some kind of carnal dance. Pleasure seemed to build inside me and then explode and then repeat again and again. I screamed with the sheer erotic delight of it all until it seemed to build again to a place I couldn’t contain…becoming so much pleasure I couldn’t take it!
I came to myself again, still caught up in mind blowing pleasure so powerful it bordered on pain. I opened my eyes to find myself stark naked on the lounger, legs spread wide and Alexis licking my clitoris while her hand, buried inside my cunt was gently thrusting against my womb, each soft thrust giving me an intense orgasm. My heart felt like it was about to explode and I couldn’t seem to catch my breath.
“St-stop…puh, puh, please!” I sobbed. “Can’t. Can’t take itttt!”
Alexis raised her face, my cream dripping off her chin. Smiling, she nodded and stopped. As gently as she could, she slipped her hand out of my clutching cunt, making me scream when I finally released her with a wet plop. I screamed one last time in orgasm and collapsed. Long minutes passed. Alexis curled up beside me, now naked as I was. She softly massaged my heaving breasts and cuddled and kissed me until I could talk again.
“Oh my…I think Mommy needed that,” she said teasingly before rising up and kissing me on the lips. It felt strange to taste myself on her soft lips. Strange but exciting and I like it! I also found it pleasurable to feel her warm skin pressing against my sweaty, quivering body.
“That was…incredible,” I finally managed to gasp.
“You were primed and ready, Diana,” replied Alexis. “I can’t blame you. I got just as wet as you when I watched one of my ladies here take my son’s virginity. You really find your son arousing, don’t you?”
I glanced through the mirror. Sometime in the middle of my orgasm, he’d switched positions. Eve was on her knees, face screwed up in an expression of cock born ecstasy while my son fucked the mature black haired woman doggie style. Eve looked to be emerging from the throes of a major orgasm. My lookalike was making almost animal grunts in rhythm with Chad’s thrusts into her wet pussy.
“Chad’s beautiful,” I whispered. “I can’t stop thinking about his cock. How big it is…how thick he is. He’s so much bigger than his father!”
Alexis’s hand stroked my body, running down across my stomach and slipping into my thick pubic hair, wet with my juices. “You keep thinking about how it would feel, don’t you, Diana?” purred Alexis. “You’re wondering what it would feel like to have your son’s cock stuffed inside you…wondering could you get that magnificent penis all the way inside you.”
I nodded. “I felt the same way,” continued Alexis. “Watching some other woman spread her legs, taking all of my son’s cock inside her and aching to have him feed me that big hunk of cock…splitting me wide open with his cock!”
I groaned as her fingers caressed my swollen labia, still gaping open after the fisting she’d given me. “Did you? Did you and your son…?” I couldn’t bring myself to finish the question. Alexis just smiled and grinned at me. She stood up and walked to a closet. She milled around in it, searching for something. She looked over her shoulder at me, amused at my distracted attitude…my trying to admire her perfect butt (I am so jealous), and watch my son fuck Eve at the same time. Her mewling was taking on a louder, shriller tone and I knew she was approaching orgasm again.
“Ah, here we go,” said Alexis, emerging form the closet carrying a long, rubbery object. I groaned as my cunt tingled in sudden anticipation. It was identical to the huge two headed dildo that she had shown me earlier. Like a cat stalking its prey, Alexis walked towards me. She was lovely with medium, pert breasts, her body showing no sign that she was older than me. Between her legs, her vagina was bare, clean shaven…her labia slightly parted and wet with her own arousal. She waved the dildo at me.
“Are you ready for some more fun, Diana?” Alexis asked me as she climbed back onto the lounger. She eased me back. “Make yourself comfortable. Make sure you can watch Chad.” We both glanced over at the carnal scene in the next room. Eve had collapsed. She was laughing and crying at the same time, tears rolling down her face. Chad, his eyes wide and glazed with lust was crawling again towards Eve, his cock huge, dripping with cunt juice.
“Your son shows uncommon control, Diana. He’s not cum since Eve sucked him off, said Alexis admiringly. “Wouldn’t it feel great to receive that big load of spunk when he finally explodes?”
Alexis deftly inserted one head of the rubber toy into her pussy, making little satisfied noises as she worked a few inches of the dildo into her slick cunt. On her knees, she spread my legs and climbed between them, one hand holding the other end of the dildo. She ran it up and down my spread slit, making me quiver.
“Do you think this is what Chad’s cock feels like, Diana?” cooed Alexis, pressing the dildo’s head against my wet opening. We both glanced over at Eve, throwing her legs over my son’s shoulders, his cock about to thrust into her hungry cunt!
“I love you, Mom,” cried Chad as he slammed his meat deep inside Eve. Simultaneously, Alexis pressed into me, sinking several inches of rubber dick into my steamy pussy while at the same time pressing down with her pelvis and driving the other end deeper into her own womb!
Three women screamed in carnal delight. Eve’s body spasmed in almost instant orgasm induced by Chad’s frantic pounding of her well fucked and sensitive cunt. Both Alexis and myself flailed about, our own bodies’ out of control actions, driving the two headed dildo deeper into each of our wet twats until her bald labia were rubbing against my furry bush. Our hips thrust back and forth as we held on to each other. Alexis’s eyes were full of passion and determination as we fucked each other. All I could manage was a continuous, nonverbal series of sobs and groans while Alexis taunted and teased me. “Watch him, Diana! Imagine itss his cock inside ummm yesss, you!”
She ground her shaved pussy against me, her hands squeezing and mauling my heavy breasts. “Say it, Mom! Tell your son to fuck you! Tell Chad to fuck his slut, cock-craving Mommy!” Alexis frantically thrust herself against me…sweat flying off her near perfect body. Her voice rose with her rising excitement. “TELL YOUR SON TO FUCK YOU, MOM!”
I flung my pelvis upwards against Alexis, driving more of the rubber cock inside me and I let go of all inhibitions as I screamed, “FUCK ME, CHAD! OH GOD, PLEASE, BABY, FUCK ME FUCK MOMMY!” Alexis’s laughing, lust filled face disappeared and it was my son on me…in me, filling my aching, needing pussy with his big cock. Eve’s screams of orgasm were mine as my words trailed away to a hoarse drawn out cry of desire, need and pleasure. I was throwing my ass upwards, seeking more and more of my son’s cock and through tears of pleasure saw his plunging in and out of Eve’s cunt, her face becoming mine in the throes of orgasm.
Suddenly Chad flung himself deep into her pussy and he cried out, “I love you, MOM!” Eve’s body went rigid, her blood engorged nipples on the verge of bursting and her eyes widening and I knew that Chad had reached climax. The expression of sweet pleasure and fulfillment on his face sent me over the edge into climax, even as part of me ached for my son’s massive load of hot semen!
Alexis’s lips were on my nipples even as she ground her hairless cunt mound against me, the rubber prick buried inside our steamy, wet pussies. Her fingers slipped down to our joined crotches, fluttering over my flowered cunt lips and doing things that sent me even higher with my orgasm. She cried out in orgasm as well and her lips left my nipples, teeth dragging over my swollen nubs and then we were kissing, Our tongues dueled and I tasted myself and my world exploded, pleasure taking on physical form…an intense brightness that enveloped me and then faded to darkness. I was falling into the darkness even as the ecstasy increased until it overwhelmed me and I blacked out, wrapped up and smothered by sexual pleasure
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Petey, now fighting Rabies, thought about the afterlife. He figured he would go to hell for what he did to Marco. He sees a nurse who resembles Miss Johnson. He remembers her and runs up and says hello. Taken back she remembers him to. She is Miss Johnson. He gives her a hug and remembers what she had done to him. The killer part of his brain snaps. He took a scalpel and tries to shove it in her chest. She runs off. He starts to beat people. He steals estrogen pills and takes them intent on becoming a woman.
Shaneequa and Megan have no clue where in Mexico to look. They put up posters and notices. But little do they know that Petey doesn’t look very much like the picture now. He sees the picture of him and calls the number they gave out. He says he’s in Sailtillo and he’s recovering from Rabies. Shaneequa gives Megan head while she drives. She bites Megan’s penis. They fly off the road and run over a dog. The dog is walked by Natasha from prison. The two argue but then remember who they are talking to. Natasha explains how her sentence expired. The three walk around together. They go to Sailtillo from Corpus Christ airport. Their plane has a midair collision with a hot air balloon. Natasha receives a broken femur in the incident. She sues and goes to court. The mother and daughter continue on and wish Natasha well. They travel through Mexico in a rental car which they manage to total. Megan does more coke and LSD. Megan is kidnapped by a rapist who takes her to his house. Alone again Shaneequa looks for answers.
Meanwhile, fully recovered, Petey disguises himself as a woman. He walks through the desert and decides he wants to be called Lindsey. He takes off his make-up and costume to meet with Inez. He tells her he must leave. She understands. He goes across the border where he is mistaken for an illegal immigrant. He is grabbed by border officials and sent into custody. One of the Nazi’s follows him and beats him horribly.
The rapist is a strange man who loved hermaphrodites. He picked Megan because she has a big cock. He says his name is Robert Fountain and that she will die soon. They fuck in the back seat. They’ve gone 50 miles. Ass fucking the man, Megan decides to stab him in the back. She twists the knife and stabs his face. She leaves the man to die. She takes a ride from a fat man. She must give the guy a blowjob to ride with him. She bites off his dick head and throws him out onto the road and drives off. She stops to take a shit in a public port a potty. The toilet is filthy. She sits on a diaper, piss, vomit, and diarrhea. She tickles her asshole to get herself going. She takes another big bloody shit. She looks at it and it has dead ants in it. She shits continuously for 1 minute. She has the runs badly. She released one hard long bloody turd and lets the rest fly out. She vomits and it is yellow and chunky. The attendant asks if she’s okay. She pisses also and shits more and more. She stands up when she thinks she is done but she releases a tight coil of shit onto the lid. She leaves with ass pain and tries taking and Advil. She continues trucking. It is not long before she thinks about her past.
At age 7, Megan lost her virginity. It was to a teacher named Mr. Wright. Mr. Wright was the son of a fishing guru. He told stories about his father while they were in bed. One day while rimming Megan, Mr. Wright puked a great deal up her ass. He puked twice. It was green. She fired the puke out her ass and asked he was okay. The puke looked like blended broccoli, spinach, collard greens and pears. He was fine. He used his puke as a lubricant. Megan thought of her condition with nymphomania. She was a slut and had fucked ten people by the end of that year.
Megan masturbated with one hand and steered with the other. She was driving to Brazil. She shit her pants when she found thousands of dollars in the back. She went to a store and brought:
1. Two bags of cheetos
2. Two twelve packs of water
3. Five packs of starburst
4. Three rolls of toilet paper
5. Salami
6. Two loaves of bread
7. 2 jars of pickles
8. Seven bananas
9. And a flashlight
She shoved the pickle up her ass. Then she discovered her vagina which was far back near her asshole. She slipped a pickle inside of it. She fingers it. Then she put her cock inside of it. Having bought this stuff she drove on she ate everything fast and stopped in Tegucigalpa. She flew back to Atlanta by accident. She meant to go to California but caught the wrong flight.
Petey walked on for days, this time with a sun hat. He sneaked over the border and cut himself with razor wire. He breasts start to develop. He was going to west Texas. He planned on staying in El Paso if he could find it. He broke into a car and drove in the wrong direction. He drove to Atlanta. He realized Atlanta was the biggest city he was close to. He found Megan. But not as Megan normally was.
Megan had been taken in by a family of rednecks, who turned her into a boy. They call her Mike. Megan or “Mike” for the sake of the story still fucks the sisters, Ann and Julie. One when Julie is on the toilet Ann sites on her pussy sucks her boobs. Then she shits on her and they smear it on each other. Her brothers Buford jr. and Crawford chase her knowing she has breasts. Their neighbors are Hank and Tony. Although Mike doesn’t, Tony recognizes Petey. They greet each other. Petey remembers Tony. He becomes attached to Mike. He has sex with “him” one night. They decide to call it quits once Ann suspects something fishy. After a few days of living in the South, Petey remembers who he is. He remembers Megan and others. He recognizes her and tells her it’s him. She doesn’t believe it. They leave together and Petey salutes Tony as he leaves.
Shaneequa once again is missing her children. She OD’s one day. She almost dies but is revived. When the doctor asked what happened she says she wanted it.
Megan and Petey travel on a stolen motorcycle. They drive for days, stopping to eat, piss, sleep and shit. They do nothing else. One day they stop at Bismarck, ND. They decide to go to restaurant. Megan realizes that Petey wants to be a woman. She asks him why. He says everything would be simple. He tries to cut his nuts off with scissors but Megan stops him. They need some money so they take it from a car’s trunk. They car goes up a mountain and it turns out the people inside are nature lovers. They go on the side of a cliff. Megan hears on the radio that Tarea survived and had major reconstruction surgery. Suddenly there is a rock slide. The car is crushed on top of the mountain. The father of the family falls out over the cliff into the river. The mother explodes as a rock falls on her. The son loses his arms. He is scared. He eats with his feet. He eats raw steak. Megan realizes this and tells him to stop so they have some. He ignores them. He soon bleeds to death. Megan takes the body into a cave. Petey and Megan camp out. They discuss all that’s happened since they last saw each other. They take the camera from the car and make stop motion animations. They make 19. They have no food and are forced to drink steak sauce, boiled shoes, grubs, a dead chipmunk, snow, urine and sticks. They decide they must eat the boy. They boil him in melted snow. They consume his flesh. It smells awful. They snuggle up near each other. After 18 days a helicopter finds them. Both are severely underweight. Megan weighs about 39 pounds and Petey 45. They each eat a great deal. They release the stop motion animations and become cult figures. Megan enjoys the fame and attends press conferences. Petey runs off to find Shaneequa, who is now suffering depression. Megan moves to the Netherlands and smokes pot all day while riding her unicycle. She becomes an expert at unicycle riding. She rides on across a rope connecting two hot air balloons. The balloons collide. They crash. Megan is seriously injured. She is visited by Tarea who pistol whips her. Tarea came from America to visit her. She figured out that Petey is her brother. She vows to hurt him badly. Tarea is taken away. Tarea looks different. She has no breasts and lost a lot a weight. She screams profanity at Tarea as she is hauled off. Tarea comes back and says that her mother was the fat lady was her mother and that her father remarried. This means that Petey is her brother. Megan tells Tarea not to hurt Petey. She claims it was Petey’s fault that her mother is dead and sets out a vendetta for him. Tarea leaves.
Shaneequa finds Petey. They hug and kiss. They tell stories about each other. They eat at a diner and Petey talks about what happened to Megan. Petey hopes to win Shaneequa over. Petey tries to convince her that he is the best child. But she bluntly states that she favors Megan. Petey is crushed. They go to the Netherlands. Megan recovers eventually. The family goes back to America. Natasha wires them a million dollars from her lawsuit. Now rich they splurge. They lose all the money and have a lot of junk and drugs.
One day Petey crosses the street. An orange car drives fast. Petey is run over at 100 mph per hour. The driver is Tarea. Petey is killed on impact when the car smashes into him. Megan runs out into the street. 42 bones in his body are broken. The car swerves around and heads for her. Megan jumps onto the car and strangles Tarea. Tarea puts a vacuum on Megan’s cock and sucks of the skin. Megan’s foreskin is in the vacuum. Megan beats Tarea with the vacuum. One of Megan’s piercings flies out of the vacuum into Shaneequa’s eye. They drive on for a mile. Tarea claims that she was so badly disfigured that it gave her father cancer. It is in fact true. He has duodenal cancer and is undergoing surgery. Megan wraps up her cock in tissue. Megan grabs Tarea’s tongue and pulls on it. She takes the wheel and drives across a train track barely escaping being smashed. They drive for miles. Megan rapes Tarea again. Tarea throws Megan out of the car and runs over her torso she tries to run it over again but Megan moves. Tarea flies into the train car. She smashes threw the window. She lands out on the hood. She is knocked unconscious. Megan waits for her to wake up. She holds a knife over her head. When she wakes up Megan drives down. She throws the knife at Tarea. It misses. Tarea punches Megan. She rips off her shirt. Megan, topless, rips off Tarea’s shirt. Tarea looks at Megan’s scarred boob. She laughs and Megan punches her in the face. Tarea still laughs and walks away victorious. Megan yells “You fucking cunt!!!!!!!!” Megan runs away to Shaneequa.
Marco’s dad has arrived from Spain to kill Petey. He hears Petey is with Shaneequa. Shaneequa has a cell phone from Irvine that she stole. The phone has a tracking device in it. He takes her hostage. He has sex with her. He realizes she has a penis and stops disgusted. Megan finds the two. The father, named Gael, yells “Where is Petey! He killed my son!” in Spanish. Megan takes a shotgun and blows off the man’s head completely. Megan yells at the corpse that Petey is dead. Shaneequa hears and hugs Megan as she cries. They kiss each other. They take Petey’s corpse to the river. Tarea had come back and removed his head. Nobody ever found the head. They put him in a go cart and burn it and put it out to sea. They read good things they gathered about Petey. Petey was a mysterious character to them. They realize this but still say things.
Together they engage in quantity and not quality sex. They cry day after day. Shaneequa goes insane and sniffs nail polish while having sex with men for money. Megan becomes a cabalist. She quits after a few days. She obsesses over Tarea who got away. Megan has to get her penis and balls amputated from infection. Tarea becomes a media hero. She becomes the poster child for juvenile prison safety. The juvenile prison that Megan was imprisoned in is still runs. The cops find out that Megan is responsible. They collect outside one night. Megan shoots 5 cops and then takes the shotgun and fires into her chest. Megan is almost dead. Her breasts explode all over the side of the house. The neighbor’s dogs come to eat her remains. They disembowel her and eat her face off. One chews up her dead fetus. Shaneequa takes 8 shells and kills 5 dogs. She fires at a surviving officer’s knee cap. His leg is blown off. There are 2 shells left. Megan asks Shaneequa to shoot her. Shaneequa can’t do it. Megan takes the gun and fires it under her head. Megan is still alive. The blonde haired cop, named Toby Wright, crawls to take the shotgun. Megan recognizes Wright as her teacher. He recognizes her. She pleads for him not to shoot her. He kisses her bloodied face and blows off her head completely. Shaneequa tries to stab him in the back. But he counters with the gun barrel and she flies across the room. He throws the gun in her hands. He frames her for the murder for revenge after blowing off his foot. She is jailed. She is soon sentenced to life in prison. Shaneequa is soon put in an asylum after going completely insane in prison.
In the asylum Shaneequa tells her story to everyone around her. They agree to help her escape. They break out of the asylum. The police fire hitting 15 people, including Shaneequa. The loons run wild while 14 others lay dead. Shaneequa consoles herself by eating. She gains 30 pounds. She cries all day and all night. Her house gets repossessed. She has only enough for a cheap airplane ride. She spends everything on a plane ride to the island of Honshu. She runs into a yakuza boss named Seguichizo in a bar. She scuffed his shoes and he orders her to pay for a shoe shine. She hits him not knowing who he is. They fire again. She jumps behind the counter into the kitchen. She takes some fugu and slurps it down. Will she die? That’s for you to find out.
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A brunette girl, who appeared sixteen years old, lay on the floor watching TV with her younger sister, a blonde girl who was six years younger. Their father had lost his job about a year ago and was only recently able to find another. He hadn’t gotten his first paycheck yet, and wouldn’t or several weeks. The brunette propped herself up on her long, thin arms. “Is there anything for dinner today, mom?”
“I’m afraid not, Susan. We don’t have much food left,” their mother called back. They were lucky to have any food at all more than once a week, if they ate that often. Susan laid herself back on the floor. She was very nearly skin and bones by now. She was five-seven and only weighed ninety pounds. She reached over and stroked her younger sister’s hair. She spoke softly.
“It’s okay, Anna. I’m sure you can go next door for something to eat.” Anna was closer to four feet tall, and by now barely weighed sixty pounds. She wasn’t holding up as well as the others, and occasionally would join the neighbors for dinner. Susan assumed that they pitied Anna more than herself because Anna was still so young. Still, Anna protested to the idea.
“They haven’t been giving the rest of you anything. I don’t wanna be the only one eating.” Susan smiled at her sister’s words. They were wasting away. Their father’s last job hadn’t paid very well, and when he was laid off, they were left with no income at all. It only took three months to use the emergency money they’d managed to save up, and two months to use most of their food. Seven months after that realization came, they were barely alive, and not many people were willing to help them out.
The two girls mother came into the room, and Susan announced that she was going to the bathroom. Anna looked at her mother, who sat on the floor next to her. “Anna,” she started off. “I wanted to ask you something.”
“Yes? What is it?” Anna asked. Her mother looked at the floor for several seconds.
“Well, you know we don’t have much food. In fact, we have enough for only one more meal. We’re getting desperate. Your father won’t be paid for a few more weeks yet, and if we don’t get more food, then we might starve to death before that happens,” her mother swallowed hard.
“Are you… asking me to live with someone else?” Anna asked. Her mother smiled sadly.
“Well… I can think of something to get us a little more money in the mean time. If it’s okay with you, I know a woman who’d pay us some money to, well… you know…” she put her hand on Anna’s lap, “touch you.” Anna blinked rapidly. “I’ve been fighting her for months now, trying keep her off you. I’ve been trying to not let things get that desperate, but… I think we’ve lost that fight.”
“Mom, it’s okay. If we need the money, then… She can…” Her mother smiled.
“Are you sure, baby?” Anna nodded. “Well, then I’ll make the phone call.” Her mother gave another sad smile, then walked into the kitchen.
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Later that night, there was a rap at the door. Anna opened it, and greeted a woman who was five foot seven with straight black hair. The woman smiled, her grey eyes looking into Anna’s blue ones. “Hello. Is Heather home?” the woman asked. Anna had almost forgotten how curvy a healthy woman could be.
“Mom’s upstairs in her room,” Anna answered.
“Ah, then you must be Anna. You’re much scrawnier than I remember you being. Have you not been eating? Ah, that must be why Heather finally gave in. Well, we should let her know I’m here,” the woman said. Anna nodded and gestured for her to follow. “Heather,” the woman called when they reached the bedroom.
“Yes,” Anna noticed a twinge of resignation in her mother’s voice. “I see you made it.” She had been sitting on the edge of her bed with her head in her hands. She sighed heavily. “Did you being the money?” The woman walked across the room and handed Heather a stack of money. She stood there and watched as two hundred dollars was counted out in twenties.
Heather nodded, and the woman smiled as Anna led her down to her own room. Once there, the woman picked Anna up off the floor and set her on the bed. That’s when she noticed that Anna’s clothes were tattered and looked like they were several sizes too big. They really were pressed. She pulled Anna’s shirt over her head and saw that there wasn’t much meat on her bones. Poor thing.
She pressed her lips to Anna’s nipples. Her breasts hadn’t begun to develop yet, but the woman wasn’t too concerned. Well-fed or not, they still got hard. She kissed her way up to Anna’s neck. “By the way, my name’s Sarah,” the woman told Anna, before pressing her lips to Anna’s. She took off her own shirt and her bra. She guided Anna’s small hand to her own breasts and made Anna squeeze. “That’s right, we’re going to have fun touching each other tonight.”
She slid her own pants off, revealing she hadn’t been wearing panties. Then she slid Anna’s off of her, and began to rub her clit through the panties she had on. She pressed her lips to Anna’s nipples again, nipping at them with her teeth. She felt Anna getting wet through her panties. Sarah began kissing down Anna’s stomach, coming to a halt at her waist.
She kissed around Anna’s wait, directly above her panties. Then, slowly, she pulled the panties down Anna’s legs. Sarah pressed her lips to Anna’s pussy, pressing her tongue into the young hole. Anna gasped for air, enjoying the sensation. Sarah moved her tongue up toward Anna’s clit, pressing down on it and moving her tongue all over it. Anna began moaning.
Sarah reached up and began pinching one of Anna’s nipples, still giving her oral pleasure to the young girl. Anna began pushing Sarah’s head into her pussy, not wanting her to stop. Sarah moved her tounge faster, working between Anna’s pussy and her clit. It didn’t take long before Anna started screaming. Before long, Anna was having her first orgasm.
“Now, my young bitch, you get to do the same thing to me,” Sarah said, pulling her head from between Anna’s legs. She removed her own panties, and lay on the bed, her legs spread wide for Anna. Hesitantly, Anna pressed her lips to Sarah’s pussy, and began using her tongue to play with Sarah’s clit. Sarah moaned, “That’s right, please my cunt, little bitch. You’re gonna be my whore tonight.”
Sarah took Anna’s hand, guiding it to her pussy. After a second or two, Anna inserted one finger, then two. She moved them around inside Sarah’s cunt, and Sarah moaned louder, enjoying the feeling. “That’s right, now, put them in my ass,” Sarah moaned. Anna did as she said, and Sarah arched her back, gasping for breath. Anna continued to work on her clit, and Sarah moved her hips in rhythm with Anna’s fingers.
It was nearly ten minutes like this before Sarah had an orgasm of her own. She pulled Anna up to her, kissing her on the mouth. Sarah grabbed Anna’s young ass, massaging each cheek. “We’re just getting started, you little whore. Come on, grind your little cunt against mine,” she said. Anna did, and both girls started moaning. After a few minutes grinding, Sarah stopped Anna, saying “Alright, we’re gonna do something else now.”
Sarah positioned herself so that her waist slid between Anna’s legs, rubbing their pussies together. “Yeah, that’s right, whore, we’re gonna do this until we both orgasm again,” Sarah instructed. Anna was screaming with pleasure now, her little body shaking. Sarah was breathing hard, rubbing her nipples. Anna was using her fingers to rub her clit. A few minutes later, both girls had orgasmed, and were laying on the bed catching their breath.
They were laying on the bed facing each other, Sarah groping Anna’s ass, and Anna playing with Sarah’s breast. They were kissing when Heather walked through the door. Sarah smiled at the woman, who looked at the floor. “Your daughter’s quite good, Heather. You should be proud of her ability to please a woman.” Heather said nothing. Sarah stood up and grabbed her clothes, walking out the door. “You look after that girl. She’s sweet enough to eat,” she said in a soft voice to Heather.
Heather looked at the floor for several moments after Sarah had turned the corner. “How much money did she give you, mom?” Anna asked, still naked and sitting on the bed.
“Two-hundred dollars,” Heather said quietly. “Enough to buy something to eat for a few days.”
“That’s more than we’ve had in a while,” Anna stated factually. “Why aren’t you happy about that?”
“I don’t like the idea of having to whore out my daughter to get money,” Heather told her. “It’s late, you should get some sleep,” she added, closing the door. Heather walked into her bedroom and lay down next to her husband. He had gone to sleep before Sarah had shown up, and didn’t know what had happened. He looked healthier than the rest of them, as his job was providing him with a free lunch.
Heather was awake for nearly an hour thinking about everything that had happened. The family’s finances had caused her to let a pedophile have sex with her daughter. They were likely going to starve to death if her husband’s job didn’t pay soon. All she had gotten that evening was two-hundred dollars. That’d feed them for a while, but it would go farther if…
Sarah’s last words before departing played in her mind. “She’s sweet enough to eat,” Sarah had said. No, it wasn’t literal. It’s just an expression, and besides, cannibalism would be worse. No, she just had to forget about today and make the money last as long as possible. It’d only be a few weeks before her husband’s job came through.
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Three days later, Heather and her husband were sitting in the living room. His head was in his hands, and he was almost crying. He’d been laid off again. “I guess I’ll just have to try a couple towns over, see if there’s anything for me there,” he said in desperation. “Might have to send Anna to live somewhere else…”
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As the family slept, Heather walked into Anna’s room. She looked at her frail little girl. The family looked a bit healthier from the money Sarah had given them, but Anna couldn’t last through that again. She’d be devastated if she had to live with anyone else, and the remainder of Sarah’s money would last longer if there was one less person to feed.
Sarah’s words played through her head again. “She’s sweet enough to eat.” Anna woke up then, and looked confused at her mom. “What’s up, mom?” she asked softly. Thinking quickly, Heather replied.
“Oh, I was just wondering… a few days ago, did you like what happened?”
“Kind of. I mean, it felt good, what she did. Why, do we need to do it again already?”
“No, I was just wondering, sweetie.” Anna looked at her for a second before sitting up further, revealing that she wasn’t wearing a top.
“Did you wanna try it, then?” she asked. Heather stared for a second before making up her mind. She walked over to her daughter and put her hand between Anna’s legs. It turned out that Anna wasn’t wearing anything while she slept. She began to kiss her daughter’s lips. She told herself that what she was about to do was for the best.
She heard her husband walking down the hall, closely followed by Heather. She looked at Anna’s clock. Yeah, it was time for her husband to leave for the next job hunt, and Heather would be dropped off at school along the way. Heather was to take Anna to her school before too long. She’d have all day to do what needed to be done.
Heather returned to kissing her daughter, and pushed Anna onto her back. Holding Anna down with her body, Heather reached into the drawer of Anna’s night stand – her craft drawer, in which, there was a knife. She pulled that knife out of the drawer. Heather pulled her daughter into a sitting position, and used one hand to begin grabbing her ass. With the other hand, she stabbed her daughter through the chest.
Still locking lips with her mother, Anna’s body went still and limp. Heather began to cry, holding her daughter’s body close. After a few minutes, she stood up and carried Anna down the stairs and to the kitchen, where she began her work. Now holding back the tears, Heather selected one of the steak knives from her drawer, and started to slice her daughter’s meat from her bones. After nearly an hour of careful cutting, she had left no meat at all on the bones.
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As dinner time rolled around, Susan and her father sat down at the table. As was the family custom, Heather brought out their plates. “We have some meat tonight. Dear, I know how much you like breast meat, so I made sure to get you some,” Heather said, putting a plate holding a slice of the promised meat, accompanied by a scoop of mashed potatoes and mixed vegetables in front of her husband. “And for you, sweetheart, since you like Sirloin, I hope you appreciate the effort of preparing it,” she commented, setting Susan’s plate in front of her. Her meat was, as her fathers, accompanied by potatoes and vegetables.
“And what’s the occasion for this?” her husband asked, looking at the food.
“Just a little ritual, hoping that you’ll get a new job soon,” Heather said, a smile on her face.
“Hey, mom, where’s Anna?” Susan asked, looking at the empty chair normally reserved for her sister.
“Anna’s was invited to dinner elsewhere,” Heather answered before going into the kitchen for her own plate. Behind the closed door, Heather took a deep, ragged breath before gathering her dinner. She had taken care to prepare the meat from Anna’s vagina for her own meal. She looked at the plate she’d prepared herself, and tenderly placed a garnish of parsley on what once was her daughter’s pussy. Having calmed down, she took her place at the dinner table, and upon sitting down, her husband insisted on saying Grace.
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While her husband and Susan slept, Heather went out to a tree in the back yard. In her night gown and wearing a blanket wrapped around her shoulders, she shivered in the wind. She wiped away tears from her face and looked at some freshly turned earth. This was Anna’s final resting place. Heather had taken care to break the bones until they were unidentifiable, and then buried them here.
Though not a proper funeral, she had been as ceremonious as she was able, and had buried many tears along with her daughter. Now, though, she pleaded with Anna to not hate her. On this cold and windy night, Heather could hear lightning in the distance, and stayed, crying, on the spot, asking repeatedly for Anna’s forgiveness and understanding. When the rain began to fall, Heather stood up, quite shakily, and began to walk toward her home. She took one last look at her daughters grave, and entered her home.
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