A Mother's Mistake? Ch. 02

Literotic asexstories – A Mother's Mistake? Ch. 02 by Alpha024,Alpha024 So in my last entry I left off with my mother saying she knew exactly where to start our new relationship, and boy did she. She ran off and came back with a binder.

“I have been working on this for a while. Ever since I learned that I wanted to be a sex slave. So to start there is a contract. It explains that I want to fully give my master all legal and physical ownership of me. Seeing as this is a bit different than I originally thought it would be, meaning I didn’t expect to be my own son’s slave we will have to change a few things, but I think it’s a good base for us to start with.” She went on. “You will find that in having ownership of me you will be completely responsible for any and all aspects of my life. From as simple as what clothes I wear to as complex as you’re the one to decide to pull the plug if I end up on life support.” She was beaming with excitement.

“Okay, well if that’s the case then I’ll need a few days to go through this and decide if this is something I actually want to do.” I responded.

“Uh, okay take your few days, but know I’m not going to stop fucking you until you make a final decision.” She explained, as she untied her robe.

“Wait!” I said in a demanding tone, to which she stopped her actions immediately. “Go put on something you think will impress me, then I want you to get dressed in regular clothes on top of it and come get me. I think we need to go on a run to the grocery store.” I told her.

“I think you’ll be a great master.” She said happily, before sauntering out of the room.

While I had time I started looking through the binder. Like she said there was the contract, but what caught my eye was the tab labeled Paraphilias. (For those who do not know the word I will explain. Paraphilias are sexual interests, urges, fantasies, or behaviors involving objects, activities or situations.) Looking at my mom’s list I quickly learned three things.

1. She is a complete erotic, passionate, and sexually open vixen.

2. She had very little to absolutely no inhibitions sexually.

3. I was more than willing to sign any dotted line she asked, for a taste of what was promised in this list of hers.

I read the list and was surprised by the detail that she went into. Each item even had a short description of what it was with a note of whether she had tried it before or if it was just an interest. They were also marked green, yellow, and red. There was an indication noting the colors’ meaning and purpose. Green was ‘Good to go’ which meant she was 100% willing and wanting of the act. Yellow was ‘Willing and wanting’ of the act, but it had to be at the right time and place. Red was ‘Hard limit’ would comply if her master demands, but not something she would want or ask for. There was also a note at the bottom that said anything that was not mentioned on this list was either an extreme no, or something she had not found yet and could always be discussed because her inhibitions could change.

There were only two in red. The first was public humiliation, being disgraced in a public setting with people she does not know. She would prefer this to only be done behind closed doors and only around people that she was close to. The second was coprophilia, the use of fecal matter was only a last resort punishment and only reserved for extreme circumstances. To which I needed to ask a few questions at a later time. So I grabbed my laptop and started a note document so I could keep track of things I wanted to address when we sat down to redo this contract of hers.

I was just finishing up typing a few things when mom came back into the room. She was wearing a long shirt and jeans. So I had no signal of what was under her clothes. I stood and put my laptop away before leading the way out the door. We took her car to the store because she did not really like riding in my explorer.

At the store I grabbed everything I thought I needed to get through the next few days. As we strolled the aisles I tossed the items in the shopping cart. I got some energy drinks, protein bars, Gatorade, pedialyte, and such. Then we went to the pharmacy section of the store. In the cart went a few different types of performance supplements, some lube, and when I went to grab condoms mom reached up and stopped me. “No, baby. You don’t need those. I guess you didn’t get to the part in the binder where I listed my known fetishes, but I love cum and absolutely despise condoms. They get in the way of my breeding fetish.” She whispered in my ear.

“I guess I need to get that read soon then.” I said with a goofy smile.

“Mhmm, can we get out of here now?” She quickly rubbed my cock and pulled her hand back. “I really want that in my mouth again.” She hummed in my ear.

Just like that we rushed to the checkout. We had not even pulled out of the parking lot and she was fishing my dick out of my jeans. Driving down the street getting road head was very cool. Which gave me an idea. I pulled into the first drive through I spotted.

“Why are we stopping?” she pulled off my cock.

“Going to grab us some snacks.” I answered.

“Okay.” she barely got out before my cock was engulfed again.

She stepped up her game when the voice came over the speaker box. “Welcome to Dairy Queen, what can I get you?” The woman asked, and mom swallowed my dick and used her throat muscles to work me over.

“Uhg, I’d like a milkshake!” I groaned.

“Okay sweetie, what flavor?” The woman asked.

“Just vanilla will do.” I said back. Then pulled to the window as directed.

“Oh,my!” the girl at the window said when she saw a head bobbing in my lap as she looked into the car. “So just one vanilla shake?” She asked, blushing deeply.

“Yeah, she’s working for hers now.” I glanced down to bring more attention to my mother giving me head.

“Mhmm, looks like she’ll earn it soon enough.” A lustful gaze covered the girl’s face.

I paid and received my milkshake, but instead of pulling off to go home I sat at the window and let the girl watch while mom sucked my cock to completion. To explain the decision, the girl did not take her eyes off the live show the whole time she made the shake. So I figured I could at least let her see the finish. Plus there were no other cars in the lane so I was not worried about any angry customers or anything. The girl realized I was not pulling off so she propped up in the window on one arm and was clearly fingering herself with the other. Which only turned me on more.

When I started to cum I pulled mom off my cock a few inches. So that this girl could watch her receive a facial. In response to that mom and I got to watch as the girl brought herself to a climax, after I stopped spewing on mom’s face. Then mom sat back in her seat and made a show of cleaning the cum off her face and eating it for the girl. Her eyes stayed glued on us as she continued to shake and try to stifle her moans. When the show was complete I finally pulled off.

“Oh my god, that was hot!” Mom exploded when we got back on the road. “We for sure just made that girl’s whole month.” She said with true lustful excitement in her voice.

“Yeah definitely.” I agreed, handing her the milkshake. “Here you deserve this.”

“Oh, I believe this was meant for you.” Mom showed me a little note scribbled on the cup before she read it aloud. “My name is Stacey, and if you two ever need a third give me a call. Thanks for the show.” Mom was exuberant for the rest of the ride home.

Once we were back home I demanded that mom give me a strip show down to the outfit she put on for me. To which she did an excellent job and got my cock hard before she even removed the first piece of clothing. Once she was down to her baby blue strapless bustier and matching lace thong I was ready to fuck her brains out, and by the look on her face she was more than ready for just that. Instead I decided to do something else.

“So, the show we gave that girl turned you on huh?” I asked.

“Yes sir, it was amazing. I even had a small orgasm.” She declared.

“So, would you like it if we took her up on her offer?”

“Oh, yes please!” Mom said excitedly.

“Well, bring me the cup.” I said, and she was back quickly handing it to me.

“Okay, so here’s my plan for tonight. I’m going to call her and see if she wants to come over. If she does I expect the two of you to let me work and keep yourselves busy and out of my way. When I get done I’ll join you. Is that understood?”

“Yes sir.” She sounded a little annoyed to learn that I was not going to leap at a threesome, and in fact I myself could not believe I would choose work over one, but if tonight went well I would get another chance.

I typed in the number and hit the call button.

Ring…ring..ring “Hello?” The young woman’s voice rang through the phone, and I hit the speaker icon so mom was able to hear the conversation.

“Hey, is this Stacey?” I asked.

“The one and only. Who’s asking?” She asked sweetly.

“Well, My name is Brian, I believe we met earlier.” I said in my best playful tone.

“Oh… Oh my god… I honestly did not think you would actually call.” She stumbled over herself.

“Oh, well your offer was way too good to pass up.” I remarked bluntly. “I was actually calling to see if you’re available tonight?”

“Um, yeah, I’m just closing up. What time were you thinking about getting together, and where?” She was back to the sweet tone.

“Well, tonight it will just be you and Robin. I have some work to do, and I don’t want to leave her alone. So I was going to ask if you don’t mind coming to keep her company?” I explained.

“Not at all handsome. Just send me the address, and I’ll run home and get cleaned up. Then let you know when I’m on my way.” She suggested.

“NO!” Mom loudly cut into the conversation. “I want you to come just how you are!” She said enthusiastically. “I was so tempted to crawl through the window and attack you then and there. Now I get my chance. Please, just go get whatever you need for the night and bring that cute ass over here!”

“Um, okay, I just got the address. Seems you don’t live too far from me so I will be there in an hour!” She returned with an excitement that matched mom’s.

“Sounds good, we’ll see you when you get here.” I said before hanging up. “I can’t believe I’m about to say this, but you might want to go throw on a robe or something.” I directed to mom.

“Oh yeah.” she said and left the room quickly.

Before I knew it there was a knock at the door. So after sitting the binder I had been looking at since mom left the room down, I went to answer it. I knew who was there, but what I saw left me speechless. Stacey had done as mom requested and kept the uniform on, but she had made a few adjustments to the ‘working girl’ look. First she had changed her hair style. At the restaurant she had on the visor with just a simple pony hanging out of the top. Now she wore it in a messy bun with her bangs loose and the bright red locks framed her beautiful face setting off her emerald green eyes. There was also a hint of makeup that was not there before. She had pulled her black polo out from where she had it tucked in her pants before, and tied it in a knot on her right side which had the effect of making it into a sort of crop top showing off the milky white skin of her flat stomach. Her belly button piercing was a green jewel that matched her eyes, and she had undone all the buttons on her shirt as well to show off her impressive cleavage. To complete the slutty ensemble she had unbuttoned and unzipped the skin tight black jeans. She also pulled the black lace of her thong up high on her hips. To sum it up she looked like she stepped out of the opening scene of a porno and came to my door.

“Hey Brian.” She greeted me as I just stared at her. “Well, is everything okay?” She asked, finally breaking me out of my trance.

“Oh…yeah, sorry come on in.” I held the door for her trying to get my thoughts together.

“Nice apartment, thought those stairs were going to kill me though.” She commented.

“Yeah, they can be rough until you get use to them.” I said back, now out of my fog and actually able to talk.

“Well, have a seat anywhere you like, I’ll go get Robin.” I offered.

“Well, that’s a hard thing to do.” She commented before I left the room.

“Pardon?” I turned back.

“Well, you said sit anywhere I like, and well I would like to sit on your face.” She smiled devilishly.

“Oh, well maybe later.” I said leaving the room, and kicking myself in the ass knowing I had other things that I really needed to do. When there were two women in the apartment that were doing everything but literally begging me to fuck them.

“Robin, your guest is here.” I said walking into her room.

“Okay honey, I’m on my way out.” Mom said looking at herself in the mirror one last time before following me out to the living room.

I left the hotties to play, as I went to work. Getting into my room I got on my PC and brought up the draft for the bakery web page. I got off to a slow start, because the sound of muffled laughter and girl talk was distracting. So I turned on some music to drown it out and got into a grove.

The code poured out of me like the smooth tunes flowed from the speakers. Before I knew it I had a fully formatted and functional website ready to go that was tailored to each and every desire Ms. Sellers voiced. As I was doing my last review my door opened, and someone sat down on my bed.

“What are you up to?” Stacey said before I could turn to see who was there.

“I’m doing my final review of this website.” I answered without looking away from the screen. “Where’s Robin?”

“Oh, we fucked for a while, and she passed out not to long after.” I could hear the smile in her voice.

“Well, as long as you had a good time, I call it a successful night.” I said back.

“Oh, your mom was great!” she chirped. “I will definitely…”

“Wait, what did you say?” I whipped around cutting her off.

“I was saying I will defin…”

“No, before that. You know exactly what I’m talking about.” I cut her off again.

“Oh the part about your mom?” An evil grin appeared on her face.”Yeeeah, she told me. I hope you are not mad about it.”

“No, not mad. Just think she should have talked to me about it before telling a stranger our private business.” I said in return.

“Well, she and I are definitely not strangers after tonight, and even so she confided something to me and I will take it to the grave. More so I think it is a major turn on. I have always had an incest kink so neither of you have to worry about me being disgusted with you. All in all, I would say the three of us could be very close. Given of course you and I are as compatible as your mother and I seem to be.” Her ramble came to a close.

“So who in your family do you lust after?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Ewe, no my incest kink is not a personal thing. I like the thought of other people committing the act. Like I had this friend Margaret when I was around fourteen. Well I was going out with her brother, and her and I became close. Well long story short I started having sleepovers at her house, and after she would go to sleep I would go to the brother’s room. We would fool around, and I would sneak back into her room and go to sleep. So one night after her and I got back to her house after a party, we started to fool around. Well, then it became a thing that every time I went to her house the two of us would lez out, and after she was asleep I would go get dicked down by her brother. After a while I started to fantasize about doing them at the same time, and let’s just say it ended badly when I told her I wanted to try it, but the kink was already instilled.” She explained.

“Okay I can understand that. So, you find the fact I have fucked my mother hot?” I asked.

“Um, yesss!” She rolled her eyes sarcastically. “So, to explain, Over time I have found that I am bisexual. Like 50/50 bi, I like being with guys just as much as I like being with girls. My ideal guy has always been someone in my age group, he has to be dominant, but not controlling, and he is willing to have an open relationship. One where each of us is free to do whatever we want with whoever we want, but we always know that we are in a relationship, and nothing comes between that. You know what I mean?”

“Yeah, you want a relationship with a guy where he is fine with you going off with other people, and can trust you not to get attached to the others. That is pretty simple, but I see where it would be hard to find. Guys can be very possessive of what they think is theirs.”

“Exactly! See you get it. You’re really easy to talk to.” She smiled.

“So, what about your taste in women?” I pushed for her to continue.

“Well, I like them older. Clearly.” She made a gesture with her hands. “But with women I like to be in control, or I like it when it is equal rolls. Which is another thing I really like about your mom. She can do both, and can tell when to switch her role to suit me, or at least she did tonight.” She explained. “So honestly, the atmosphere here really suits me, so far.” She added.

“Good, I’m glad you enjoy being around.” I said sincerely.

“So, what about you?” She asked.

“Well, for starters, I’m 100% straight.” I said pointedly, getting a giggle from her. “I kinda agree with the open relationship thing, but I’m not actively looking for a relationship. I already have a few casual things going, and I’m happy with that, because I’m planning on going back to school this year. As well as I just got a great job with a hell of a workload, and my little freelance gig I do also takes a lot of my time.” I tried to explain.

“Well I can see that. I was really surprised you did not come out and at least look in on your mom and I earlier.” She had a worried look.

“That’s why I turned on the music. I was tempted to push it off and go in there, but really needed to get it done.” I said.

“Well, at least you have your priorities. I may not agree with the whole work over play thing, but I do understand it.” She was very understanding which was completely new to me. Most girls that I had tried dating hated when I was busy and not right there with them all of the time, and was a big factor in why they all failed.

“Wow, I do believe you’re the first girl that has ever seemed to understand.” I commented.

“Well, you seem to be trying to build a life for yourself, and I get that that can be very time consuming. You don’t need the added stress of some needy bitch being whiny about how much time you have for her. So you find it easier to have casual flings. There is nothing wrong with that.” She spelled out.

“Well, I’m guessing you didn’t come in her to have a deep conversation…” I trailed off leaving it open.

“No, I came in here because your mom passed out, and I was looking for something else to do, but I am enjoying the conversation.” She stretched for a moment before continuing. “But now I’m getting tired, Do you mind if I sleep in here?” She asked.

“No, I was thinking about hitting the sack myself, to be honest. I’m going to go get changed into my sleeping shorts and I’ll be back.” I said.

“No need to be modest. I see your hamper is in here you can just get changed.” She said, pulling off her over sized t-shirt. “I like sleeping in my bra and panties.” She added.

With that I stripped down to my boxers and then pulled on a pair of cotton shorts. I joined her in the bed. I was a little unsure how to lay, and she seemed to sense it. Grabbing my wrist she pulled my arm over her tummy and we settled into a spooning position. The warm soft body cuddled against me was very nice. ‘I could definitely get used to this.’ I thought as I drifted off to sleep.

The early morning sun peered through the window waking me gently from my slumber. I immediately noticed that Stacey was not in the bed with me. Then the smell of bacon being cooked hit my nose, I slipped on a t-shirt and followed the smell.

“See, I told you! Works every time.” Mom said as I walked out of my room.

“What works every time?” I asked as I was going to get a glass of tea.

“Your mom said that you’d be up as soon as you smelled the bacon cooking.” Julie was the one to call out.

“Oh, so what was the prize for the bet?” I asked.

“Who said there was a bet?” Asked Stacey.

“No one. I just know, because I know my mom.” I answered.

“Inside and out I’m hearing.” Julie joked, and set all three of the women into a laughing fit.

“Ha ha, guess the joke’s on me?” I said sarcastically.

“Oh, don’t be a grumpy dickhead.” Julie said.

“Well, you know more about dickheads than me so I’ll take your word for it.” I quipped to which she shot me a mockingly shocked look.

“Is this an all the time thing?” Stacey asked in between her giggles.

“Yeah, pretty much. It gets worse when his friends are around. The boys are ruthless and constant flirts. When I leave after being around them I’m either primed full of confidence, or thinking I need a shower. Sometimes both!” Julie answered.

“Yeah, got to keep her away from Jim. He’ll definitely try to steal her away.” Mom added to the conversation.

“Yeah, he might until he finds out she likes to lez out with you. Then we’ll never get the scourge out of here.” I told her.

“Oh my god, he is still pent up on me?” mom asked, shocked.

“Like a love sick puppy.” I piped back.

“I feel like I’m out of the loop on this one.” Stacey stated.

“Oh, Jimmy and I have been friends since we were in preschool, and he’s always had a crush on mom. So a couple months ago mom decided to challenge him, and offered to let him have a night of his choice. So he takes her out….”

“He took me to a barbecue joint. We had an okay dinner. Then after dinner he took me to a pull off down by the river. So, I was a little randy with him.” Mom cut me off.

“So you fucked, your son’s best friend?” Stacey questioned.

“No, I probably would have, but during the heavy petting and making out he shot off in his pants. The poor boy was so embarrassed…” She trailed off seemingly trying to figure out how to tell the rest of the story.

“He couldn’t bring himself to keep going and brought her home. Wouldn’t talk to anyone for three days, and when he finally called me back and told me everything that happened he declared he wasn’t man enough to handle my mom and apologized profusely and hasn’t hit on her since. The other guys and I berated him for a day about it, then it was completely dropped.” I took over. “See Jim has always had a big mouth and loves to talk shit, but when it comes time to put up or shut up you’ll normally find him in the nearest corner sulking.”

“Now that was mean.” Mom’s scolding tone rang.

“Yeah, but 100% true. Jim alone has gotten me into more shit than anyone else I’ve ever met, and every time I step up to have his back he runs off like a little bitch!” I said with conviction.

“That’s not true.” Mom stated.

“Oh, really? What about the time we all went to the beach? You remember what happened.” I pointed out.

“That was a fucked up situation all around.” She objected.

“Yeah, and it was made worse with Jim running his damn mouth.”

“Wait, what happened at the beach?” Stacey asked.

“Well, all the boys, a few of their girlfriends at the time, a few of the moms, and myself went down and rented out a big beach house for spring break. We were all out on the beach one evening playing volleyball when this group of guys around Brian’s age came along. They asked if they could join in. Well after some convincing from the moms, because as it turns out they all went to the same school, and the guys that came up were all on the football team with Brian…”

“Yeah, but they are the over-brooding version of dip shit jocks like you see on tv.” I interjected into Julie’s telling of the story.

“Hey mister, I’m telling this one!” Julie said, before continuing. “Where was I? Oh yeah, it took some convincing because the new group always started problems with Brian’s group of friends at school. So we paired off into four teams of four and agreed that we would play to ten points, and the victorious team would stay to face the next opponent. If one team beat the other three straight out they would win the whole game. The teams were, The jocks, Brian and his friends, the moms and me, and the girlfriends. Well first up were the two guy teams. Which I will say, Brian showed up and showed out for his team, and won the game pretty much by himself. Then while the mom’s were up to play, one of the guys decided to creep on Emily?” Julie stopped to ask me.

“Yeah, Jason’s girlfriend.” I helped her.

“Okay so, that got Jason’s attention, and then an argument ensued. To which Jim popped out that they had lost anyway and could go away with their tails between their legs. One of the guys didn’t like that and went after Jim. Brian being the true Alpha of his little pack of friends stepped in to stop it, and instead of letting it go Jim said something along the lines of ‘Yeah, I’ll let Brian handle my light work!’ or something like that. Which set all the other boys off! They all came to back up the other friend, and a fight broke out. One of the moms called the cops, and while they were on their way Brian and Jason stood off and beat all four of the jock guys to bloody messes. When the cops got there Brian and the guy that was messing with Emily were still going at it,and when the cop went to stop it Brian hit him on accident, which he got arrested and spent the night in jail for.” Julie finished the story.

“Yeah, and I spotted Jim hiding under the Beach house balcony as they hauled me away.” I added.

“Well, you do not have to worry about Jim stilling me away. I tend to go after the bad boys.” Stacey said smiling.

“I’m not a bad boy.” I said back.

“Well seeing as you were the one that spent the night in jail, I beg to differ.” Stacey countered.

“I’m pretty sure she’s got you on that one.” Mom chipped in as she finished up with breakfast. “And to answer your earlier question. The bet was whoever could get you up without going in the room was to get the first crack at you today.”

“Damn, way to make a guy feel like a piece of meat.” I laughed at myself this time.

“Well, I feel like since I’m the only one out of everyone here that hasn’t had a round with him, I should get dibs.” Stacey tossed out there with a blush.

“Are you kidding? I found you in his bed when I got here.” Julie pointed out.

“No seriously, like I told you before, we talked for a while, and then just went to sleep. Nothing happened.” Stacey was getting irritated.

“It’s true.” I helped her. “Plus as pointed out earlier, I’m the Alpha, so I’ll tell you which of you has dibs, and in what order I plan on having fun with each of you.” I said with a stern tone.

“See, I told you he would make a great master for me.” Mom said, looking at Julie.

“Yeah, but the reason I came over this morning wasn’t to check on that. So, Brian, how’d the interview go?” Julie asked, and I was happy to change the subject.

“It went great! Ed is a really nice guy, and said I was exactly what he was looking for. He’s willing to let me work around my classes, open to me working remotely, and doesn’t seem like he is going to be overbearing. He pretty much gave me full control over the entire technical side of the startup.” I told them.

“Oh that’s awesome! What are they going to be doing?” She asked.

“It’s going to be a small division of Bringman and Cole, The big law firm downtown, but they are going to focus mainly on pro bono and civil cases. Whereas the bigger firm is going to handle all of their major clients and business.” I explained.

“Oh, so a law firm. That’s really cool.” Mom joined in. “Sorry I forgot to ask about it yesterday. So, is the pay going to be worth it?” She continued.

“Oh, well the pay…” I trailed off looking down.

“I guess it’s volunteer work, Robin, it is a pro bono firm after all. He’ll still get a ton of experience, and probably some volunteer hours out of it.” Julie cut in.

“No, we will be bankrolled by the bigger firm. My starting salary is $250,000 a year, plus performance bonuses.” I looked back up with a huge smile on my face.

“Well that’s…. What did you say?” Mom was stunned.

“Yeah, $250,000 a year to start. Ed thinks I could probably double it by the time I finish school.” I told her.

“Wow baby, that’s fantastic! I’m so proud of you.” She rushed to hug me.

“Beats the hell out of my 17 an hour at DQ.” Stacey added.

“Only a little.” Julie tried to joke with her.

The rest of the morning was pretty calm. We ate breakfast and talked about normal random nonsense. Then I found myself in my room looking at the bakery website again. It took me a little while to do some of the fine tuning on the links because I had a typo on one of the codes and did not realize it until I looked at each line one by one. After I found and fixed the error the rest was pretty simple and quick to finish up.

After that I decided to get mom’s binder and read it some more. I learned a lot about my mother that I had never known, and some things a son should not ever know. Then again I was not just her son anymore. Whether I liked it or not everything had changed. There was no closing the door we had opened the night before, and honestly I did not want to. As much as being a master for her scared me, it was also just as exciting to think about. Plus there was Stacey.

I was not sure where things would go between us, but I really wanted to find out. Even without having anything physical with her yet, I felt closer to her than any other female I had any kind of relationship with before. I decided we should probably talk and figure out what she was feeling before I jumped into anything too deep. I mean she talked like she was actually looking for a relationship, but it could just be a conversation about what her ideal relationship looked like. I really was not sure, and needed to find out quickly. With that thought on my mind I headed out of my room to find her.

I found all three of the women in my mom’s room lounging on the bed watching some chick flick I could not tell you the name of if I wanted to. “Alright ladies, I’m about to head out. I got this website finished, so I’m going to make sure the customer is happy with it and get it loaded up for her.” I announced standing in the doorway. To which they seemed unfazed.

“Hey Stacey, do you feel up to riding with me?” I figured what the hell.

“Ugh, sure.” She drug herself off the bed. “Just let me change into something more suitable for real life.” She said with a smirk. That is when I realized all of them were dressed in nothing but sports bras and cotton panties.

“Alright, I’ll grab my bag and meet you in the living room.” I told her, not realizing that she had put her things in my room at some point until she followed me in there and started going through her bag. So I lingered for a minute and watched her tight toned body as she started dressing.

“Do you need something?” She asked, when she noticed I was still standing there.

“Fuck it!” I grunted to myself as I went after her.

I took the three steps between us at a shocking speed and wrapped her in my arms from behind as she was standing to put on a shirt. “What are you doing?” She asked, shocked.

“Giving you what you wanted.” I growled in her ear.

“You said we have to go somewhere.” She argued, even as she ground her ass against my growing hard on.

“We’ll get there.” I sighed, enjoying the fill of her ass grinding against me.

“Well, let’s go get whatever it is you need to do, done and then we will have more time.” She reasoned.

“Mhmm, that we would.” I agreed, as I slid my hand in her panties. Feeling the smooth skin as my hand sank into the thin material. Cupping her moist mound and holding still there.

“MMM, You are going to start something mister.” She hissed.

“Why, what do you mean? I’m just holding you for a second.” I said before removing my hand, and letting her go.

“Oh, you are mean!” She, harshly accused.

“Well like you said we need to get going.” I held in my laugh as I left the room with my bag.

She took a few extra minutes before she came out. She had pulled her hair into a loose ponytail, and opted for a loose fitting sundress, rather than the shirt she was going to put on. “Well let’s go!” she said, tossing me her panties, and walking out the door. I took the time to throw the garment on my bed, before following her out.

“So where are we going?” She asked once we were on the road.

“I just finished the website for the bakery, so I have to go meet with her and let her approve everything before I finalize it.” I explained.

“Oh, okay what bakery?”

“Stellar treats and more.” I told her.

“I do not know if this is a great idea. Maggie and I have history.” She stated.

“Oh, I’m sorry I didn’t know. Do you want me to take you back?” I asked.

“No, I think it will be okay. If she starts her shit I will come sit in the car.” She responded in a heavily annoyed tone.

“Well, on another note, I didn’t tell her we were on the way. So we can stop and grab a bite to eat first if you’d like.” I suggested.

“Yeah, there is a Greek place not far from her bakery. Would you like to go there?” She asked.

“Sure, just tell me where to go.” I was glad to see her excitement.

She told me how to get there, and we pulled up to what looked like an old abandoned gas station. Taking her word for it I followed her in. Walking through the door was like walking through a magic portal in time. The interior was decorated like ancient Greece, with decorative stone pillars, and statues. The walls were painted with depictions of the gods, and heroes. Even the tables and chairs looked like sculpted artwork.

The hostess seated us to a table in the back. Her black polo and slacks looked as out of place here as the two of us, but I did not comment on it. Our server however looked the part wearing a peplos, or whatever the sheet wrapping is called, and a vine crown.

“Hey, Stacey how have you been?” The woman asked when she reached the table.

“Good, sorry I have not been by in a while.” Stacey responded.

“Oh, no worries, after the fall out with the Sellers, I figured you would need time.” The woman smiled. “So who’s this?” The woman asked holding out a hand.

“My new guy, Brian, I figured he would like to come see the club.” Stacey answered before I could.

“Oh, we are shut down right now, but I still hold club meetings at my villa in the hills. You are both welcome to stop by tomorrow!” She licked her lips.

“Well in that case we will take two house specials, and see you tomorrow.” Stacey smiled back, before the woman walked away.

“Hold on I didn’t get to order.” I called after her to which I was ignored.

“No need to worry. I ordered for both of us.” Stacey stated.

“Okay, so what is this club you were talking about?” I asked.

“Well, it is downstairs, and it is a place your mother would thrive. Best way to describe it is a sex dungeon. I figure it will be good for you to see in person how masters and slaves preform, so you know what your mom is looking for.” She explained.

“You’re really into this aren’t you?” I asked.

“Yeah, I guess so. I looked over the binder and found a few things that she and I have in common, but she is really into being controlled and is a bit of a pain slut. The most intriguing was her fondness for women, but she wants it to be a demand from a guy, so it kinda plays into my threesome kink. Then there is you….” She trailed off.

“What about me?” I was a little worried.

“Well, you have a way of knowing exactly how to drive me insane, and there is the fact you are the only person that seems to understand what I want as far as a relationship, and we have not even had sex yet.” She said flustered.

“I know how you feel. I’ve had a lot on my mind, and when I’m with you things seem to just feel like normal.” I explained.

“Well, what do you say we hang out some more and see where things go?” She asked.

“My thoughts exactly!” I exclaimed as they brought out our food.

The food was fantastic. They started us with a salad, then souvlaki, and finished the meal with baklavas for dessert. All of that with Tsitsibira to wash it down was an amazing meal full of flavor and had me ready to take a nap. There was not much conversation while we ate, other than a comment here and there about how good the food was or when the server would come check on us. To top it off when I asked for the check I was told it was on the house. I figured that it had something to do with Stacey knowing the woman, but did not say anything because, well, free food.

So I left a hefty tip, and we headed on over to the bakery. Stacey decided to stay in the car. So I took my bag in and went to see if Maggie was available. She was, and we were in her office looking over everything within a few minutes. Overall she seemed happy with everything. She liked the layout, and how I made the first page just a summary of the store and what all she did, with links to go into other more detailed pages if that option was what you were actually looking for. Her only issues were small things like she wanted the background to be a lighter blue, and she wanted a different font for the header. With her approval I got the domain set up, and launched the website.

“Well, thank you very much.” She hugged me. “If I decide on doing anything else to update this place you’ll be my first call!” She exclaimed.

“Just glad you’re happy with it.” I said as she handed me a personal check for $3,000. “Um, this is way too much. I normally charge like $50 an hour. So your bill is only like $500.” I told her trying to hand her back the check.

“Yeah I gave you a bonus for doing such a great job, and being so quick.” She gave me a peck on the cheek, and was gone.

I left and we headed back to the apartment. There was not any conversation during the drive, partly because Stacey had fallen asleep, and partly because I was a bundle of nerves at the thought of the promise we made before we left. I had never had any amount of time to think about sex. It was always a spur of the moment situation, but this was more planned and I had no idea what I was going to do.

All too soon we were back in the parking lot for the apartment, and only had a few flights of stairs to climb before the inevitable. So I gently started rubbing her leg to wake her. When I remembered that she had handed me her panties before we left, I worked my hand up the inside of her thigh and pulled the hem of her dress along with it. “Hmmm, I was beginning to think you were having second thoughts.” She hummed when my fingers stroked her bare pussy.

“No, just adding to the build up.” I told her. Then let my finger dip into the wet pool of her vaginal opening.

Her moan was a sweet music to my ears, that I hated to cut off when my lips found hers. The kiss grew in passion to a point that I had almost forgotten we were sitting in the parking lot. Until we heard voices of kids running down the sidewalk. We quickly headed up the stairs. On the door was a note from mom.

Sweetie, Julie and I went for a night out with the girls. I figured it would be best if we gave you and Stacey some time alone. Have fun!

I Love you,

Mom

We were in the door and back at each other before it had time to close. I had her pinned to the wall of the entryway hall, kissing her deeply as she worked to undo the buttons of my shirt. I broke the kiss to get her dress over her head. Seeing her in the various states of undress was nothing compared to looking at the fully uncovered woman before me. I stepped back to admire her for a moment. To which she was having none of, as she jumped into my arms wrapping hers around my neck and her legs around my waist. I buried my face in the crook of her neck sucking and nibbling at the soft flesh.

Pinning her back against the wall, I used my grip on her ass to push her up until my mouth was level with her boobs. Attacking each one in turn by licking and sucking the soft flesh of each globe careful not to touch her rock hard nipples. Until she was begging for more, and then with a fierce groan I took one into my mouth sucking it as I flicked it harshly with the tip of my tongue. Her cries were not as loud as the wailing I brought from mom, but were still exciting to hear. As the hunger within me grew to want more, I hooked my arms inside her legs and pushed her further up the wall. She now had a thigh on each of my shoulders, and her dripping slit was at face level.

Done with the teasing game, and simply wanting to hear her cries of pleasure. I licked her slit with broad strokes from bottom to top. She bucked in my grip each time my tongue hit her pleasure button, which made it a struggle to hold her in the position I had her in, but I managed. I drove my tongue as deep into her opening as I could and swirled it around a few times. My heavy breathing through my nose rushing against her sensitive clit poking out from under its hood on each exhale. Her body went stiff and she went silent as a small gush of her juices flooded my mouth.

She slumped against the wall as her body would jolt every moment or two as the aftershocks of her orgasm wrecked her body. I slowly lowered her down into a cradle hold in my arms carrying her to my room. Once we were laying on the bed she kissed me deeply as she rolled me onto my back. Breaking the kiss as she focused on undoing my belt, and dragging my pants and boxers off. She had my cock in her mouth slobbering heavily as she wasted no time getting into a rhythm of bobbing up and down. She then focused on the first inch or two as she twisted her mouth back and forth. Letting her drool run down the rest of my shaft. The sloppy blow job left my dick and balls slick with saliva, as it ran down my ass crack pooling on the sheets under me. Strings of it still connected us as I watched her raise her mouth off my cock. Each strand of saliva broke one by one as she moved to mount me.

Once she was hovering over me I felt her hand grasp my cock to position it. I watched her drool covered face as she began to take my shaft into her hole. Pure lust burning in her eyes as she sank further down. The feeling was different from anything I had experienced before, and when I looked down I realized why. She had put my cock in her ass, and was now fully impaled with all I could give her. Grinding hard against me trying to take more.

“Oh, you dirty little slut!” I growled the accusation.

“Who, me?” She smiled wickedly as she started to pull off of my cock.

Once all that remained inside her was the tip of my shaft she dropped back down with a grunt. Over and over she repeated this movement. Then after about the tenth time she ground her ass on me with my cock fully embedded. I let her fuck me like this for a while as I laid there enjoying the sensation, and the view. I watched as her tits bounced and her face would contort each time she bottomed out, and would even look down to watch as she would pull up revealing my cock. Then I rolled us over. Now that I had control again I wanted to make this a fucking she would never forget. I drove my dick hard into her backdoor before sliding all the way out with an audible pop.

“Clean me up slut!” I demanded, as I shuffled back and gestured at my cock.

“Mmm, yes sir.” she moaned as she flipped around and took me into her mouth once again.

It was another sloppy blowie that I cut short by taking her by her hair and pulling her up to kiss me before I pushed her back on the bed. I got between her legs and placed my cock at her wet opening. With a thrust of my hips my cock head forced its way into her tight hole. It took several more thrusts before I was able to inch my way to being fully planted inside her tight cunt. Her vaginal muscles squeezed at my cock as I pulled back like she was trying to keep me inside. Her moans grew in volume as I began to find a rhythm. I would withdraw slowly and shove myself back into the hilt hard. Each time I bottomed out I would receive a different ooh or ahh sound.

As I started thrusting into her harder an image from a porno I had watched a while back popped into my head. So I reached up and grabbed her jaw roughly, with my fingers on one side and my thumb on the other. With this hold I moved her face to where she was looking directly at me, and spit in her face.

“Fuck yes! Treat me like a dirty slut!” She went wild.

I fucked her for all I was worth as I grabbed a boob in each hand twisting and pulling her nipples, and attacked the soft sensitive part of her neck with my mouth again. As I bit and sucked on her neck, abused her nipples and pounded her pussy. She was going wild under me moaning all sorts of incoherent nonsense, as one of her hands pulled at my hair and the other clawed my back and right shoulder. I felt the surge in my balls. “Oh, fuck, I’m gonna cum!” I groaned as I pulled back from her.

“Yes…yes…cum all over me! Mark me… mark me as your little whore!” She begged, and I was happy to comply. Getting to my knees I grabbed my cock and stroked a few times before I exploded. My first blast hitting her chin, the next her right nipple, then the underside of her left breast, the last shot landed on her belly just above her belly button. The rest dribbled out of my cock covering her mound.

“Hmm, see I told you it would be better if we could take our time.” She mewled, as she scooped up the glob above her belly button with her fingers and put it in her mouth. “And if I do say so myself that, was great!” She smiled devilishly as she sucked her fingers clean. Her other hand catching the cum running down her neck and smearing it across her collar bone before reaching the glob on her boob. Where she started to rub it all into her flesh like lotion.

“Great is an understatement.” I smiled back at her as I watched her rub my cum into her skin.

“What time is it getting to be, sir?” She batted her eyes at me.

“Almost two, why?”

“Damn, I was hoping we had enough time for a second round, but I have to get going. I have work in an hour.” She explained.

“Probably for the best, I’m wiped.” I said back, as she went to get her dress.

“I’ll text you when I get off work.” She kissed me after getting her things together, and headed for the door. After she was gone I went for a shower.

I felt a lot more alive when I got out of the shower, but figured I would get an energy drink and power bar. After finishing them I was ready to go again. So I sent mom a text.

To mom:

Hey, Stacey had to go to work. I want my mommy slut NOW!!!

From Mom:

On my way Master. Will arrive in 30 min.

She texted back instantly. So I dried the rest of the way off and decided to just wrap the towel around my waist instead of getting dressed. I sat in my chair reading some more of the binder while I waited. True to her word she arrived right when she said she would. She walked through the door and I saw an immediate change in her demeanor as she noticed me.

“Come kneel in front of me.” I said sternly as I sat the binder on the end table next to me.

“Yes sir.” She complied without hesitation.

“Now, I will be your master, but I don’t really like the term. I’ve always thought of myself as more of an Alpha, and I would prefer to be called Alpha instead of master. Is that understood?”

“Yes, my Alpha.” She nodded.

“Now that that’s out of the way, I will not always want to voice commands so I will have hand signals to relate the simple demands. Understand?” I asked to which she nodded. “First is the simplest. When I draw a z in the air like this it means remove your clothes.” I did the movement as I spoke.

“Yes sir, would you like me to follow the hand signals as you show them to me?” She asked.

“Good girl.” I reached out and rubbed her face. “That is a great idea.” I praised her. “When I move one finger from pointing down to pointing up, it means I want you to stand up.” I made the gesture, and she stood up. Then I drew a z in the air with my finger, and she stripped off her clothes. “If I hold my hand down with two fingers spread apart, that means spread your legs. One finger straight down means come stand directly in front of me, legs together.” She followed each demand as I made the signal.

“The shoo motion means take one step back for each time I make the gesture.” I did it three times, and she took three steps back. “Two fingers bent means on your knees, and four fingers bent means, get on your hands and knees.” She again followed the signals as I gave them. Then I motioned for her to stand up, and she did. “Crossed fingers, means you are to be silent, and remain that way until otherwise instructed. The next two you do not have to do right now, but I do want you to commit them to memory because they are important. A single finger slashed across the air means leave the room, but stay nearby. Two fingers slashed across the air means dismissed. Understood?”

“Yes, my Alpha!” She stated.

“Good, have a seat. We have things to discuss before going any further.” I said gesturing at the couch.

With that she took a seat as directed. “Okay, tomorrow morning after breakfast we will sit down and make out an amended contract that both of us are happy with. As for tonight, you have already told two people about our relationship so I feel it is only fair for me to be able to tell someone. The only reason I’m going to, is because I feel it will be a lot easier to keep our secret if people see you out in public with another guy. Especially if you’re seen in a romantic setting with him, and like I said this is a conversation. So if you have an issue or know someone who you feel is better suited for it you are welcome to voice it.”

“Okay, who is your suggestion?” Mom asked.

“Jim, you two have gone on a date before. So no one will really question if we say he grew the stones to ask you for a second chance. Plus I trust him with my life, so our secret will be safe. Is that okay with you?” I asked.

“Yeah, he’s cute, but I’m not sure if he’ll go for it. He doesn’t really seem like the type to share, and I want it to be clear I’m your slut not someone else’s.” She voiced her opinion.

“I believe he will be stoked just to be able to call you his girlfriend in front of the pack, and if you decide to let him fuck you, you’ll probably end up owning him.”

“That’s fair I guess, sure he will do.” She laughed.

“Okay, go get my phone off my desk.” I ordered. To which she complied. When she returned I motioned for her to kneel as I brought up Jim’s number and hit the call button. While It was ringing I gave the be silent signal.

“Howdy howdy ass face.” He answered the call.

“Hey now, look here dick breath. I have something I believe you’ll be very interested in.” I said back as I undid the towel. And pointed at my cock. Mom did not need me to say anything as she got to work sucking.

“Oh really, and what would a two bit web designer have that would interest me?” He tried at a witty comeback.

“Hell it will be hard with an insult like that.” I joked, trying to keep my composure as mom pulled out all of her tricks. “What if I said I have a grade a milf at my place begging to be spit roasted?” I asked.

“I would say you’re a lying sack of shit! Then after remembering you have fucked your mom’s best friend, Tyler’s mom, my mom, and the cougar next door to me, I would say, I’ll be there in twenty minutes.” He answered.

“Good call, I’ll see you then.” I said as the line went dead. Laying my head back I enjoyed the skillful blowjob for a few minutes. “Time to ride your son, mommy slut.” I commanded, after I was ready.

“As you wish, my Alpha.” She said as she straddle me. How she is able to line up a cock to get straight in her hole without using her hand I will never understand, but she did. Sitting full on my shaft in a swift thrust. She rode me like a paid whore looking for a good tip. She had me close to blowing within minutes.

“On your knees, tits presented and tongue out.” I demanded, thinking of a good way to sell the situation to Jim. She followed my order quickly, and I stood stroking my cock. The first shot hit her square in the forehead running down her nose. The next was right in the mouth, and the last two were on her tits. Then I placed my cock in her mouth so she could suck out any remnants of cum. “I want you to stay exactly how you are. Go get your favorite toy and bring it to the couch. Then sit there and play with your pussy until Jim gets here.” I told her.

“Actually sir, I think I have a better Idea.” She spoke in a soft voice.

“Okay, let’s hear it.” I said with a speck of annoyance in my voice.

“I believe it would be a better show if you were to handcuff my hands behind my back and set me on the couch. I also have a loveness vibrator that you can control with your phone.” She suggested.

“Okay go get the Items and set the app up on my phone. I will be back in a minute.” I told her as I walked to my room. Once there I dressed in a t-shirt and gym shorts. I walked back to the living room to find my mother on her knees with a small box in front of her.

“Have you completed your task?” I asked, as I sat back in my chair.

“Yes, my Alpha, I have the items here. She said, presenting me with the box. In the box were a few different types of hand restraints and a pink silicone sex toy that had a small bulb shape on one end and a big bulb shape on the other end. The two bulbs were connected by a slim curved stem of silicone. It looked like it was made to insert the big bulb into the pussy and you could position the small bulb at the clit to stimulate the whole organ. So I signaled for her to stand up, which she hopped to. Then after signaling her to spread her legs I put the toy in her pussy and took the fluffy pair of cuffs from the box and secured them on her wrists to where her hands were behind her back. Then I helped her to sit on the couch. I fixed the angle of the toy where it had moved while we were sitting her down, making a mental note that this toy would probably work better with a pair of panties holding it in place. I then grabbed my phone and quickly learned the controls on the app.

After setting the toy to the slow vibrating with a sharp pulsing buzz every ten seconds I was happy. To finish the look I lifted each of her legs to where she was more perched on the couch. In the new position you could clearly see the cum drying on her pretty face and tits. With her hands cuffed behind her back, her tits were pushed forward and looked even more inviting. To finish her legs were bent and all that rested on the couch were her feet and her ass. Which gave an amazing view of her pussy with the toy doing its job. Just as an added measure I took her panties off the floor and stuffed them into her mouth, leaving a bit hanging out so you could see they were there.

“Stay put.” I told her. When I heard the knock on the door. “Yee, Merrr.” She moaned around the panties in her mouth as I left the room to answer the door. Before opening it I turned the vibrator to full blast and put my phone in my pocket. Hearing her muffled moans grow in tempo as I opened the door.

“Howdy, shit bag, so where’s this milf slut?” Jim asked immediately.

“She’s in the living room.” I told him with what I was sure was a picture perfect ‘shit eating’ grin. As I held the door open for him. Following close behind him, I had to force myself not to break out in laughter as he rounded the corner and froze in his tracks. I could see his face flush and his jaw drop at the sight in front of him. I walked around him, and went to mom and pulled the panties out of her mouth. “Greet our guest slut.” I told her.

“Hello, J..i…Jimmyyy!” She struggled to get out as I played with the settings on the app on my phone.

“Hey, Robin… How are…ho.. How are you?” He stuttered. I walked back over and gave him a swift pop to the back of his head. I do not know why, but when he was having anxiety issues this seemed to pop him out of it, but you had to time it right or he would go into a full blown anxiety attack. The pop worked to get him back to a normal state.

“Dude, that’s your mom.” He stated the obvious.

“Wow, we have a Sherlock on our hands!” I announced.

“What the fuck is going on?” He asked, while I went and removed the buzzing toy from her pussy, and helped her to stand up. I turned off the vibrator and let her out of the cuffs. “I think Jimmy and I need to have a talk amongst ourselves. You go get cleaned up and wait for me on your bed.” I told her. Without a word she left the room.

“Follow me.” I said, handing Jim the binder.

“Okay, care to clue me in on why I just saw your mother in a position straight out of my wet dreams?” He asked as soon as we were in my room.

“Gladly, but you might want to sit down.” I said pointing to a chair in the corner of the room while I sat in my desk chair. “So, mom apparently caught me with Julie. With what we were doing it captivated her, and she then spent months in a distressful state. Where she found herself attracted to me sexually. Fighting those urges, I guess kinda fucked with her.” I told him then took a minute to figure out how to put the rest into words.

“Okay, still doesn’t explain a damn thing. I want to know what happened, why it happened, and why I’m being told you and your mother are incest lovers at all?” He was very demanding.

“Okay, the other day while we were at Tyler’s she sent me this.” I showed him the photo I had lied to her about deleting. “I didn’t know how to bring it up to her, so I held off on it, and you can read how that part went down.” I went to our text messages and showed him.

“Okay, seems like it was just a fucked up honest mistake.”

“Yeah, and so I thought. Until I got home. During our talk about it I told her I had already deleted the photo, and we could move on. Then my phone chimed and I absentmindedly looked at it, to find this.” I showed him the other photo.

“Holy fuck!” He exclaimed.

“Yeah, right? So then she blurts out how doesn’t care about that lie she told me about the guy, and confesses that she wants to be my live in slut. So I thought about it for a while, and was going to turn her down. Then I was helping her with the dishes, and I ended up fucking her on the counter.” I left it at that.

“So why are you telling me about this?”

“Well, if you look at the binder I handed you, you’ll find that my mom is a complete slut and wants to be more than just a cum dump for me, because I’m the only person she truly trusts and she wants me to take full ownership of her.” I tried to explain.

“Dude, you’re telling me your mom wants to be your sex slave? Even if I did believe this bullshit, again why are you telling me?” He was getting impatient.

“That’s simple, I want you to date my mom.”

“You just said you are now fucking and own her like a slave.” His face wore a harsh judging expression.

“Yes, and I intend on continuing to fuck her, and I’m the unsaid Alpha of our pack. I want one of my betas to date her and help hide the fact that there is something going on between her and I. I want it to be my best friend and the person I trust most.” I was getting a little angry, because I had a different image of how this conversation would go.

“Brian, everyone knows who’s in charge in our group. Why do you think we started calling it the pack?” He asked rhetorically. “You say jump, we all say how high, it’s been that way for forever. Of course I’ll do it, but I want her to agree to it in front of me, and I don’t want it to be an order from the alpha. I want her to do it because it’s something she wants.” He stipulated.

“MOM!” I yelled, and we heard her footsteps coming.

“Yes, sir?” She popped her head in the door.

“Come in mom.” I had completely forgotten I had not told her to get dressed. A fact of which I was quickly reminded of as she walked through the door. I took a shirt that was hanging on the back of my chair and tossed it to her. “Put this on, and sit on the bed. You can use the blanket to cover yourself. Jim wants to have a serious conversation.

She complied with the request. In the conversation, she told him that she would like to date him but she was not willing to give up her new relationship with me. So we all agreed that if their relationship grew into something real we would all set back down and talk about what was going to happen. We also set up some rules, which was 100% mom’s idea. She would only be able to see him when I aloud it, dates would be planned out ahead of time and approved be me, at no point was he to try to give her an order of any kind (She had only one Alpha, and I was the only one that was able to treat her like a submissive.), and sex was on the table but it was when they as a couple were ready. The last rule was made with the stipulation that if I ordered her not to engage in sexual activity, Jim would have to understand, and abide by the order as well. Jim agreed to everything a lot faster than I thought he would, After the conversation was over I excused mom to go make us all something to eat.

“Are you sure you’re good with everything?” I asked Jim after giving him a few minutes to let everything sink in.

“Yeah, just make a deal with me. If you do give an order that she can’t have sex for a period of time, voice an exclusion for me.” He laughed lightly.

“If I give her an order like that, It will most likely be that she isn’t allowed to orgasm. So she’ll still be able to suck you off or give you another heavy petting session. We all know how those go for you.” I laughed back.

“A guy blows off early one time and never lives it down.” he joined in with my laughter.

After that everything went back to a pretty normal night. I told Jim about Stacey, and the new job. Then we fucked around on the video game for a bit before mom called us out to eat. After eating we went back to my room. I was messing around on the computer, and Jim was flipping through mom’s binder. When my phone chimed alerting me that I had received a text.