“This master thing? What is that all about?”
Stuart put his hand on mine. I felt its heat and sensed the ever-so-subtle squeeze. I wanted to pull away but I couldn’t.
“It’s what I am. Master.
Master of everything your mom does and when she does it.”
He meant sex. I knew exactly what he meant. He was master of when she was fucked, and how.”
He read my mind.
“Everything.
She makes no decisions. I decide everything and instruct her. She’s relieved of any need to think for herself. A burden lifted.
I’d like to do that for you as well. To take all your concerns away and let your mind be free to experience the ultimate in satisfaction.”
I stared at Mom. She’d always been a professional woman. A psychologist. A strong person who helped others. She wasn’t someone to be tricked and subdued with weird alternative lifestyles.
She’d raised me and protected me. Now here she was. Naked and obedient. Her pussy and tits were just toys for this man to do as he wished. And he was asking me to be the same.
“One year. You serve me. With your mom. Then I’ll give you one million dollars to do with as you wish. A contract. Legal and binding.”
I gasped, looking back at my mom.
“You’re doing this for money?”
Mom shook her head.
“No. I was already involved with Master. Even before your dad moved out. My contract is… different. I’m doing it because I want to.
It’s why you should do it as well. Because you choose it. The money is immaterial. It’s only to help you on your way after. Not a payment. You’re young and have a life ahead. I don’t. I’ve done what I want to do. My purpose was to give birth and raise a child. You.
That might be your purpose one day. But for me, that’s over. Now it’s about the pleasure Master seeks in life. And in return. Mine. Make no mistake. I enjoy this so much.”
I didn’t know what to say. Could any man be that good? Certainly, I’d had an inkling of his abilities from the morning. He’d been so controlled. Only cuming when he chose and not when his body dictated. Just how good was he?
Stuart decided it was time to move things on.
“Barbara. Go into the lounge and wait for me there.”
“Yes, Master.”
I stared wide-eyed as she did as he said. An obedient little puppy doing as her master instructed. I watched her go, unable not to look at her gorgeous legs and her ass cheeks swaying. I knew what was about to follow and I trembled.
“Would you like to see how much your mother takes pleasure from the delights of the flesh? And how much she gives.”
“No. Not really.” I stuttered.
“Think of it as watching one of your little videos. You watch others, don’t you? Other people having sex and enjoying it?”
I only squeaked my reply. “Yes.”
It was true. I did. And I masturbated while watching. Just the thought of seeing it now was soaking me below the table. It was making my tits ache.
“I’m going to go next door now and enjoy the most wondrous experience a person can have. Come in when you’re ready. Come and watch. See for yourself.”
“I can’t.”
“Yes, you can.
You listened at our door.”
“How could you know that?”
“You told me as much when you slipped ‘Master’ into the conversation. And… I’m good with cameras.” He grinned.
“I know everything you did in this house. Right down to… the hairbrush.
Wasn’t that the ultimate Reddit post? What you would have wanted to show your followers if only you’d been brave enough?”
I was quivering in shock.
“You… filmed me?”
It didn’t make it any less true though. Sooner or later I would have posted something similar. Perhaps me and a guy. Each post had been a little stronger than the previous one.
“This will just be adding the visuals to what you heard.”
I sat frozen rigid as he stood and went to my mom while I processed the thought that I’d had no privacy from the moment I’d entered this house. He’d seen everything. They both had. I should have been repulsed by the idea but instead, it left me trembling and bewildered at the signals my body was sending my head.
Next door, I could hear Mom breathing heavily. Stuart was giving instructions. Whispered so that I couldn’t quite make it out. What I was certain of, was that she was doing as he told her. Giving him her mouth or pussy to punish for his pleasure. Or her ass.
I crossed my legs and squeezed hard in a hopeless attempt to quell the treacherous beast between my legs.
“Oh fuck.” I stuttered to myself.
I could hear Mom’s groans. Stuart’s pants of exertion. The sound of fucking drifting in from the other room through open doorways.
“Fuck it.”
I stood up. Telling myself I should go and make sure my mom was alright, I went to the lounge.
“Oh… fuck.”
I’d seen this scene played out so many times by strangers on social media and porn sites. My mom folded forward over the arm of a couch. Stuart, her Master, was behind her, thrusting his cock into her pussy. Mom was groaning in pleasure. The same tones as when I was fucked. Alike.
“Uhh. Uhh.”
Her hands were stretched out. Fingers firmly grasping the seat material illustrated the intensity of what was happening inside her.
“Fuck. That’s so good.”
I stood in the doorway mesmerized as I watched her flesh rippling under his attack. She was red in the face with her heat and her eyes stared forward in a daze of ecstasy.
“Uhhh. That’s wonderful Master.
I love your cock filling my pussy.”
I swallowed back at the sight of my mom being fucked.
I saw her tits swinging. Her nipples, swollen and hard. And I saw her face free of control. Just a canvas to display her passion.
Master went on and on like no guy I’d ever been with. His energy never waned. His cock never betrayed him. Mom came and still, he fucked her. And still, I stared.
She looked exhausted. Sweaty, with her usually pristine hair a mess and falling about her. Her face was reddened and her mouth hung open gasping loud rasping breaths. Her delight was greater than anything I’d ever managed. Every fuck I’d had, had been over so much more quickly.
“Julia. It’s so good.” Mom gasped as her eyes fixed on me.
I didn’t even know I was doing it until it was too late. The agony in my groin was so much I’d slipped my hand inside my shorts to ease it. My fingers gliding over my hot sodden flesh. Even when I comprehended what I was doing, I couldn’t stop myself. The need was too great.
“Let me see.” Mom said in a soft but shaking voice.
“Take your shorts off. It’ll be easier for you.”
I did as Mom said. Not a thought at the madness. Just a desire to pleasure myself.
“Uhh.”
My hand went back to my pussy and I came almost immediately with a ferocity that left me gripping the door frame. My free hand fighting to keep me upright. I pushed my fingers in as deep as I could and clamped my hand tightly with my thighs. My knees crumpled together as my head fuzzed.
“Fuck.”
As my focus returned I saw eyes on me. My mom was again in the throes of orgasm after watching what I’d done. Stuart also. He’d been waiting for me. Now he let himself go. I saw his leg muscles tighten and the telltale twitch in his groin. He came inside my mom with a gasp.
“Oh yes.”
Any man I’d been with would have stopped right there, but not Stuart. He kept right on going.
“Why don’t you come over and hold her hand.” He said.
I was horrified at the prospect of touching my mom as she fucked but I did it anyway. I let her reach out and grip me.
“It’s so wonderful. You should feel it next.” She said.
I saw she was staring at my pussy and looking down, I saw the glistening of my juices leaking out. No matter what my head said I couldn’t deny how horny I felt.
I looked back at Mom being bounced on Stuart’s cock. Again and again, he thrust into her. Again and again, she groaned, squeezing my hand as she did so.
I don’t know what I was thinking. I was gripped again by the madness of the morning when I’d sucked him off. I shuffled closer and put my hand under his butt to feel his balls. My fingers accidentally brushed moms pussy as he went into her.
“Oh, my god.”
It was mom’s juice on my fingers. And his cum where it squeezed out from her hot, tight hole. Then Mom came again. Her hand squeezed mine so hard and I felt her tremor as she cried out.
“Fuuck.”
To my amazement, he was still hard when he pulled out. His cock was as beautiful and firm as the moment I’d fallen into his trap in our kitchen. But now it was glistening with a mixture of his and my mom’s body fluids. I felt so hot just staring at it.
He held his hand out and I surrendered without a murmur. I went to him, replacing my mom over the couch. I lay forward and let him kneel behind me, between my thighs. He lifted my butt and pulled me closer. Closer until his face was right there.
In a daze, I felt his hot breath mixing with the cooler air and it propelled the burn in my exposed pussy into an inferno.
“Oh god.”
“So beautiful.”
His face was pressed into my crack. A tongue so expertly licking my pussy all the way up to my little butt hole. I quivered and gripped my mom’s hand like a frightened little girl.
Master fucked me hard, just as he had Mom. The longest, deepest fuck of my life. And all the while I stared forward into the approving eyes of my mom kneeling beside us.
“Let me help you.”
I stared forward in disbelief as Mom’s fingers glided under me and began to rub around my clit. Her hand excited me even more as Stuart’s cock pounded my pussy.
“Oh, Fuuck.”
Mom looked on approvingly as I was gripped by an orgasm so strong I thought I’d pass out.
That evening we went to Stuart’s house. I was still telling myself it was only to be sure of my mom’s safety. Or that I’d just visit, then go back to Uni.
It was a lie. I’d already sucked his cock and now I’d let him fuck me. Both were beyond any experience I’d had with guys my age. They were amateurs just finding their feet compared to this man. I wanted more no matter how crazy it was.
A glass was pushed into my hand and I gulped down a Rosé to steady my nerves.
“Now if you’re going to stop, there’s only one rule.” Stuart said.
“Which is?”
I don’t know why I asked. I knew what was coming.
“That you remove your clothes and wear heels.”
“I…”
“It’s only fair.”
I glanced at Mom. She was already undressing. Returning to what I now understood had become her natural state. And now he wanted me to be the same.
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