Mom’s Slut Collar

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By Phynneman

I got off work at the quick change oil place, washed my hands, and made sure my uniform was not oily or overly dirty. I didn’t want to mess up the seats in my car, so I got in my car and headed home.

As I got to the front door of my home, I found it locked. I took out my key and unlocked it. Having come from work, I needed a shower and rest, but that was not to be.

Mom was sitting on the couch in a yellow sheer button-up blouse and knee-length black skirt with velcro tabs on the sides and four buttons that ran up the front of the skirt. Her legs were clad in old-fashioned black hose with seams up the back and high heels. Her legs were perched on the den table. I could see her bra under her blouse, which was probably also sheer. I also saw around her neck a black collar; her collar had, in silver letters, the word MOM SLUT on it. “Dad’s not home yet?” She replied no.

I knew what was to come. “Let me shower first, and then I will be down,” I told Mom. While I was in the shower, I thought about what to wear. I knew it would have to be easy for Mom to undo and get it off of me. After I had dried off, I put on loose jeans sans underwear, and l chose a pullover shirt that was one size too big. Grey socks but no shoes. Brushed my teeth. Comb my hair and went downstairs.

I sat down beside Mom. “Why do you let him do this to you?” I asked. She looked at me and said he does it to both of us. Then asked me, why did I go along with it? I thought about it for a bit and answered that it was mostly to protect her. She looked at me, a small smile crossed her lips, and said she didn’t need protection.

“But the things he makes us do are humiliating, so why do you go along with it?” I wanted to know. She replied, “If I didn’t do it with you, he would find someone else, and that would be worse. At least it’s kept in the family.” Her eyes lowered, and she put a hand on my leg. Then, in a quiet voice, she told me, “Even though I find it humiliating, I also find it sexually exciting. He and I talked about it long ago. If I truly wanted to stop doing it and told him so, he would stop. But I don’t really want it to stop.” As she said that, she ran her hand up my leg to my crotch and began to rub my quickly rising erection. She continued looking me in the eyes, “Especially when it’s with my son and husband, with whom I’m doing it.”

I was dumbfounded by what she just said. I mumbled, “Well, at least that’s an answer. I guess we will continue with it.” She continued to rub my now very hard erection. After waiting a moment, she smiled at me, looked down again, focused her eyes on my crotch with the prominently raised mound she was rubbing, and then asked if I enjoyed it. I wasn’t sure if she meant her playing with my hard-on or what she, Dad, and I did with each other. I couldn’t lie to her and said that I did, and I also found it exciting. She looked up at me and smiled and said that she, too, guessed we would continue doing as Dad directed and that the money was good when he sold the homemade sex tapes. She just hoped that none of the people we knew bought them.

Mom then got up, went into the kitchen, and started dinner. I also got up, getting the plates and silverware. Since she was already dressed in a see-through blouse and bra with her slut collar on. I asked, “Has Dad told you what he wants us to do tonight?” She said he had called from the office and wanted her to dress in what she had on. He wanted to start filming us standing in the kitchen and for me to partly undress her as if getting her ready for him when he got home. He would then pretend to come in from work, and we would go from there.

Dad got home just as Mom and I finished putting dinner on the table. After we ate and cleaned up in the kitchen, Dad took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and got out the video camera and two small studio lights.

Dad had purchased an expensive motorized mount for the camera. Using a very small handheld remote, he could pan, tilt, and zoom in or out and start and stop the camera. On top of the camera was a small TV screen that showed what the camera was filming and a very sensitive shotgun microphone that could pick up what was being said. By using this set-up, he could be both a cameraman controlling the shots and in the scene at the same time.

He directed Mom to stand by the sink as if doing the dishes, and I was to stand behind her. Once we took our places, he stood back, told us what he wanted us to do, turned on the two studio lights, and then said to begin as he filmed us.

Standing behind Mom while she pretended to wash something in the sink, I reached for her and started feeling her up. I ran my hands over her butt and did an exaggerated squeeze on each cheek. As I ran my hands up her waist, she put her hands down by her sides and said in a voice loud enough to be heard on the camera mike. “You shouldn’t do that son. You know you’re supposed to wait until your dad gets home.”

She turned slightly towards the camera, and I started unbuttoning her blouse. Mom just stood there with a resigned look. Letting me continue until I had one more top button to go. “Your dad will get mad if you continue, and then he will punish both of us.” I turned her so she faced the camera and slowly opened her blouse, letting the camera take a long look at her sheer bra. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see the TV monitor zoom in on her areolas and dark nipples clearly showing through the bra.

As Dad zoomed back out, I replied, “Just getting you ready for Master.” As I pulled each of her bra cups down, I reached into her bra and pulled each tit out so they faced the camera. Her tits rested on her bra, and her blouse, buttoned at the top but pushed to each side of her tits framed them nicely. She just stood there with her hands down as I played with each nipple, making them stand up and out from her white mounds of flesh. Dad once again zoomed in on each nipple as it was being pulled and played with.

“I just heard the front door slam.” She said. I turned her back towards the sink, and she put her hands into it.

At this point, Dad entered the frame and stood back. He looked at her and turned her around toward him. “Good,” he said loudly as he put one hand under her right breast and bounced it up and down so it jiggled for the camera. “I like it when your tits are out on display.” While he said that, he reached for her left breast and repeated what he had done with her right breast.

He asked her if she had chosen to dress like this? She told him no; she had dressed precisely as he told her to. He turned to me while playing with my Mom’s right breast and asked if I had done this to my mother. It was more a statement than a question. I said yes, I had; it was to get her ready for him when he got home

His next question was, “Did you have time to stick your finger up her cunt? Or did I interrupt you two before you got to that?” I started to answer, but Mom said, “No, he hasn’t done that yet. All he’s done was open my blouse and lift my breasts out.”

“Will, we are going to change that right now,” Dad pulled a kitchen chair around and sat on it. He then pulled Mom over to him and made her bend across his knees, making sure her backside was facing the camera. He pulled her skirt up over her waist exposing her stockings. She had on a black garter belt which held up her stockings. “Good, you’re not wearing panties.” Mom said loudly so the camera microphone could pick up what she said. “You told me not to and I obeyed you.”

Dad then told her to open her legs and she did. Wider, he commanded. Mom opened them until they were more than a shoulder width wide. He panned the camera to get a view up her stockings, followed the black seems to her pussy.

Then he called me over. Reaching into his pocket, he brought out two objects: a white plastic vibrator and a tube of sex lubricant. He handed me one of them and placed the other on the table.

“OK boy, you wanted to start without me. Here’s your punishment. Take the sex lubricant and put lots of it on your middle finger.” I did as he told me to; I made sure to keep my hands in the frame of the camera so it was all recorded. Once that was done, he took the tube from me and placed it on the table.

He then spread Mom’s ass wide open. Her puckered rectum was exposed to the camera. Mom knew what was coming, and playing to the camera, she said loudly, “Please don’t, please don’t make him do that to me.”

Ignoring her pleas, he said to me. “Boy, I want you to put your finger up your Mom’s butt. Put it all the way in.” I bent over and placed my finger against her anus and rubbed the lubricant around it, putting just the tip of my finger in, both to make my insertion easier and to get her to relax for what I was about to do.

“Quit playing at it and stick it in. This is her punishment, it’s not supposed to be fun.” Mom then spoke up. “This is no fun for me, you having our son sodomizing me with his finger.”

I took that as my cue from Mom. She was ready for me, so I, not so slowly, pushed my finger completely up her rear opening. She wiggled her ass around and made several loud noises as if it hurt. We had done this type of thing in the past, so both Dad and I knew the noises were for show.

“Now fuck her with it, and if you want, put two fingers in.” As I moved my finger in and out I could feel her anus relaxing to what I was doing. Dad then reached up to the table and got the second item.

He panned and zoomed the camera on what he had. After a few seconds, he panned the camera back to Mom’s pussy and my finger going in and out of her ass hole.

As he brought the object down, I could see that it was a small but long vibrator. He turned it on and began rubbing it up and down her slit. Each time it hit her clit, she jumped a little. After doing this several times, he held it against her clit.

“Feels nice, don’t it. I thought you’d like this, soon I’m going fuck your wet pussy with it. Now open your legs wider. I want our son to see you getting this thing up your cunt and how much you like it.”

As Dad said this, Mom moved her legs even more open. Dad then pushed the vibrator into Mom’s opening. He looked at me and told me to keep fucking her ass. I had stopped moving my finger while watching Dad and the vibrator. Mom started to enjoy the feeling of having her two holes stimulated, and she started to move her ass so that as I pushed my finger into her, she pushed back. I could feel the vibrator each time it entered her.

Soon, Dad and I had a rhythm going with us both moving in and out at the same time. Mom was loudly making moaning sounds as if she was getting very aroused. In fact, I think she really was getting turned on by our actions; I know I was, and Dad’s pants also showed he was, too.

“You like watching your Mom get fucked, don’t you? You want to fuck her?” I replied yes. He then said, “Get out of your pants; let’s see how hard you are after finger fucking her ass and watching your mom’s pussy being used.” I removed my finger from Mom’s ass, and unbuttoning my jeans, I then unzipped them and shucked them off of me. Dad made the camera pan and zoom in on my hard member standing up.

Dad then said to Mom, “You want to get fucked by a big prick? You want your son to do it?” She said in reply, “Yes, I want to feel my son’s dick in me. I do want him to fuck me.” Dad then said to her,’ You are one horny slut. I think if I got you worked up enough you’d fuck a dog if we had one.”

Turning to me, he said, “Your punishment is you don’t get to fuck her. You can only watch as I fuck the slut.”

With that said, he told Mom to stand up. She still had the vibrator inside her. When she was standing, he made her face the camera. She stood there facing the camera, with her blouse open, her tits still held up and out by her bra. Her nipples were hard and prominently pointed up.

He told me to unbutton the skirt from the bottom up but not to undo the top button. I got on my knees, making sure I was in profile so my dick was seen by the camera. Once the buttons had been undone, we pulled each side of her skirt open and fastened each end to the velcro tabs on the sides. This exposed her stockings, garter belt, and pussy to the camera. You could see the vibrator in between her legs still mostly inside her pussy. Dad stood up, undid his pants, pushed them down, and stepped out of them. He also had not worn any underwear.

The three of us stood there, Dad and me in profile with our hard dicks on each side of Mom and her facing the camera. Mom then reached down and took our pricks in each hand. She started moving her hands back and forth as if she was jacking us off.

At this point, Dad stopped filming. “Let’s sit up in the living room and finish this episode there.”

Mom released our hard dicks. She moved her legs further apart and bent her knees. She reached between her legs and gently removed the vibrator and turned it off. “Damn, if it stays in too long, it sticks, and it is no fun getting it out. ”

“Sorry,” was all Dad said.

We moved the lights and camera into the living room. As we set up the equipment, Dad positioned it so the fireplace was in the background. Even though it was warm outside, he turned on the gas and lit a fire. Ambiance, he said. We moved the coffee table with its white cover into the frame for the camera. The cover disguised a pad that was under it, so when we used the low table, we were not on a hard surface.

Once we had everything set up, we were almost ready to begin.

Mom looked at us and noticed both Dad and I had gone soft while moving and setting up the lights and camera. Mom said we had to have continuity in the film from one shot to the next, and we could not have that unless we had erections. Standing next to Dad and taking his soft member in hand, she began to stroke him.

She called me over, and took me in her other hand, and stoked me too. Mom knew how to get us hard quickly; she started talking to us.

“Play with my pussy, both of you. Think about filming your fingers going up and down my wet slit; think about me on my back with my legs up in the air and spread wide so both of you can be fucking this cock wanting mom sluts cunt with your fingers.”

Soon we were both fully erect, and our hips had begun to move, trying to get a hand fuck. Mom let go of our very hard erections and backed up, grinning at us. “That will keep you two hard for a while.”

Just before Dad turned the camera on, Mom said, “Just one second,” and she quickly went to the kitchen. Coming back, she held the vibrator in one hand and the lubricant in the other. Opening the tube she put a lot of lubricant on the vibrator and then, bending her knees, inserted it up into her pussy. As she turned it on, she tossed the tube behind the camera. Turning toward the camera she told us, “Almost forgot. Now we’re ready.”

Dad turned on the camera, panned and tilted it until all three of us were in frame. We turned so we all were in profile to camera once again.

“All right slut, on your knees. I got a shaft that needs sucking and I want it sucked the whole way down.” She got on her knees, and Dad stepped in front of her.

He zoomed the camera shot so just her head and his hard dick were in the frame. She took his member in her mouth and sucked him completely in as far as she could go. It didn’t take very long, with her head bobbing back and forth on him before he told her to stop. He zoomed out again.

“I don’t want you to have the pleasure of getting my load yet. I’ll give it to you when I’m ready.” As she pulled off his dick, he said it was my turn. “I want to see you give your son head. Do it like you did me.”

Mom, on her knees, turned toward me and I stepped up to her with my crotch in her face. The camera zoomed in once more but was not as close as Dad had before.

She took me in one hand and placed her mouth around the head of my dick, her tongue stuck out from her lips, and the camera caught it as it went around the head one time and then she also and quickly sucked me in down in one motion. She held me there and I felt her tongue licking the underside of my shaft. With her sucking and licking me and thinking about what she had said before we started filming, I got harder than I think I ever was before.

But Mom surprised me, and when she backed off, she didn’t take her lips from my dick head. She placed both her hands on my butt. As I looked down at what she was doing, she looked up to my eyes, winked, and then she took a deep breath through her nose and plunged all the way down my prick until her face was hard against my pubic hair. She had my full erection in her mouth and down her throat. She used her hands to hold me against her face.

It was the first time she had ever done that. She bobbed her head back and forth just a little and continued doing that longer than I expected. It was a feeling like I never had before, and just when I was about to lose it, she pulled all the way off me. Her hands dropped to her sides.

With several strands of saliva dripping from her lips, and as she took several gulps of air, she smiled up at me. Dad was stroking his dick and said. “That’s a good and proper slut. To know when to stop before getting the pleasure of having her son’s cum to taste before swallowing it.”

“On your feet.” He commanded. Once Mom stood up, he told me to get rid of the shirt. As I pulled it over my head, he unbuttoned his and removed it. He and I stood there in just our socks. He looked at Mom and said loudly that she was overdressed. He undid the top button on her blouse and pulled it off her as I undid her skirt and let it fall to the floor. He turned her around and made a show of undoing her bra. We left her garter belt, stockings, and high heels on.

“Get on the table fuck meat.” I thought that Dad was taking the language a little bit too far. But Mom did as he said. “On your hands and knees and spread your legs.”

Once Mom was on the table with her backside facing the camera, Dad zoomed it onto her feet and slowly tilted it up her stocking legs, and stopped at her pale white butt. He got on one side of Mom, and I got on the other. He told me to spread her butt open. Once I had done that, he gently pulled the running vibrator out of her pussy. Turning it off, he placed it on the table. “Keep her open.” I was told.

He stopped the camera and, taking it off the mount he once again got behind Mom. Tuning the camera back on, as I held her butt open to him, he filmed his rod entering Mom’s pussy. As he slowly fucked her he made sure the camera recorded how wet she was getting him as he pulled almost completely out. And plunged back into her opening.

“Go on, put your dick in your mom’s mouth, let her suck on your fuck stick ’cause you won’t be getting to use it on her cunt today.” As I got in front of Mom, Dad focused on me stroking my dick, getting ready for her, as she took me in her mouth, the act of taking and sucking me was hidden by her head.

“OK, enough of poking you while you’re on your knees. Roll over.” Mom released me from her mouth, and as Dad pulled out, she rolled over onto her back. She pulled her knees up to her chest and spread them apart, opening her pussy to him.

Once again Dad filmed himself entering Mom’s wet cunt and began pounding her. I stood at her head and laid my cock on her face. She would lick me, and with Dad filming us, she used her hands to guide me into her mouth. I began to move in and out slowly fucking her face. Reaching for her tits, I tweaked each nipple between my fingers.

“Oh, oh, here it comes slut.” With those words, Dad’s pumping shaft filled Mom with his cum. Once done, he pulled out and got down on one knee and took close-ups of his cum leaking from her wet pussy.

Mom, knowing what Dad wanted, reached down she opened her cunt lips to show his cum leaking out. She used her Keleg muscle to push more cum out for the camera.

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“Alright, son, get up here and pull your pud and coat her pussy.” I did as Dad said. He moved to her side, and I got between her up, turned legs, and began stoking my cock. Mom tilted her pelvis up and held herself open, showing her cum covered her pink insides.

I was playing Mom’s earlier pep talk in my head when she started talking, “Go on, son, beat your meat and add your man seed to your dad’s. Fill this slut mom’s pussy; I want to feel it land on me. I want to watch it pour from you…” and with that my cum joined dad’s coating and filling her pink flesh.

I got weak in my knees and sank down on the table between her legs. As I put my hands on her legs to steady myself, I was surprised to see I was still hard, and as I leaned forward my dick entered her slick opening.

Knowing dad was still filming, she ran her fingertips through the gooey liquid coating her cunt, scooping some in her fingers. She slowly, so dad could follow it with the camera, brought it to her lips. Opening her mouth she let it drip onto her tongue and smiled at Dad.

Funny how you can spot things you would not see at first; there was a large drop of cum that didn’t make it to Mom’s mouth. Instead it landed on a black collar with silver letters that said, “MOM SLUT.”

The End