Gee – Thanks Mom! by BDLong

When eventually, Max’s knot began to ease out of her, I ran my hand down her belly and to her clit. I made my fingers slick with dog cum and began rubbing her clit.

“Oh god!” Mother cried out. “Don’t stop!”

Miriam looked at me with wide eyes. It was my mother, after all. My mother was shaking in orgasm as I massaged her clit. I just shrugged and used my other hand to massage one of her breasts.

Max’s cock popped from her, and cum poured out onto the floor. She moved as if to roll onto her side, but couldn’t. Instead, she dropped to her elbows. It meant her butt went higher in the air and she exposed more of her leaking pussy to the cameras, but she did not seem to notice or care.

What she did notice was Miriam kneeling in front of her. Her gaze had been fixed on the tile, but now her eyes followed Miriam’s smooth mocha skin up from her knees to the nexus of her legs, over her tight young belly up to her firm flawless breasts, and then, finally, up to meet her kind dark eyes.

Miriam took Mother’s head in her hands, and smoothed away the tears that had spilled from the corners of her eyes. “Y’know,” she said, “Dani’s a great girl. One of the kindest I know, actually, if you discount all this craziness. To tell the truth, I don’t like seeing her like this, all wound up and mean. She’s a great lover, and after all this is said and done, we’re going to be together. You get me?”

Mother’s face was a muddle of confusion and psychic pain. It truly hadn’t occurred to her that her daughter wouldn’t be a good fit for any of the men presented to her, no matter how stiff the blackmail. And here she was, getting the news undiluted.

“But,” Miriam continued, “there’s something about you that makes me think that the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.”

“What is that supposed to mean?” Mother finally spoke, albeit in a worn, raspy tone.

“It means that I think you have some of the same natural talents as Dani,” Miriam said. “And I want you to show me if I’m right.”

Before Mother had a chance to retort, Miriam lifted Mother’s face until it was level with her breasts. This meant that Mother had to come off her elbows. As I watched, Miriam leaned in. Instead of shying away or dodging, Mother opened her mouth and accepted my girlfriend’s nipple. At first, she mainly seemed to suck on it, but then I saw her tongue go to work, swirling around Miriam’s hard black nub.

“Mmm…” Miriam sighed. “Yes… that’s it.”

Watching as Mother licked and sucked my girlfriend’s nipple, I began to feel my body tremble I was so horny. But I was also feeling a bit left-out. I moved myself behind Miriam, and kissed her neck and ears. Mother switched to the other side all on her own, and Miriam moaned softly under our combined kisses.

I slid my hand down Miriam’s smooth belly and stopped when I came to the wetness between her legs. The feel of her slick labia intoxicated me in a way nothing else could. She moaned and bore down, and for a moment her hungry sex grasped my fingers in its hot wet embrace. My fingers slid out of her and traced up against her hot little button, and she shook and let out a ragged breath. Miriam ran her fingers through Mother’s hair and down her neck and shoulders, eliciting a soft moan. Mother in turn looked up at me, and for the first time, I saw lust in her eyes. It was still veiled by stern stubbornness, but it was there.

Miriam sat herself down and reclined back onto my knees as I knelt. Her drooling pussy was situated directly under Mother’s chin, the request clear, but Mother stared straight ahead at me. I took the leash in one hand and pulled gently but firmly. Fed through the steel loop in the floor, the tension in the leash pulled Mother’s head down until she was again forced down onto her elbows.

“It won’t bite, Mrs. H,” Miriam said.

“I-I’ve,” Mother started. I’d never heard her stammer before. “I’ve… I’ve never… before.”

“It’s easy,” Miriam said, running her hands through Mother’s hair again. “But if you want, Dee can help you along.”

I readied myself to pull more on the leash, but suddenly felt it go slack as Mother lowered herself the rest of the way. Miriam gasped in erotic delight as Mother’s tongue made contact with her aching pussy. “Yessss,” she moaned.

Mother gave my girlfriend another tentative lick, and another, and another. She was getting the hang of it, all right. Miriam arched up toward her, and Mother’s lips sealed themselves to the wet young sex in front of her. I couldn’t see what was Mother was doing with her tongue, but from the way Miriam writhed against me, it was all good.

“You lied,” I said to Mother. “You have been with a woman before.”

Without removing her mouth from my girlfriend’s pussy, she just shook her head. Miriam, if she heard our words, was certainly in no state to respond. Her fingers grasped at Mother’s hair as she panted.

In the shadows, I heard a soft deep huffing sound, and when I looked up, I saw Arthur waiting in the wings, shifting his weight from side to side. In a moment when Mother had her eyes closed, I motioned for him to join us, and he padded up behind Mothers up-thrust butt, and snuffled around, taking in her feminine scent. His whiskers must have tickled the backs of her thighs, because her eyes shot open and she tried to pull away. Miriam’s fingers were so entwined in her hair, however, that the effort proved futile. A couple licks from the Rottweiler, and her eyes rolled back in her head. Arthur’s licking, as always, was fast and heavy, and even more so because he was getting sloppy seconds.

Mother’s renewed moaning pushed Miriam over the edge. Her body tensed, and she squealed in ecstasy as she came. “God, yes!” she cried. “Yes! Yes! Mrs. H!”

Mother, for reasons that I couldn’t understand, continued to suck and lick at Miriam’s clit until Arthur’s licking became too much. She raised her face, slick with my girlfriend’s juices, and panted. Whatever I thought of her before, she no longer resembled the woman I had known for nineteen years. Instead, I saw desire. On one level, I saw her sexual hunger override her humiliation. And on another, I saw her as desirable, almost as an older version of me. Her face reminded me of my own in the videos. This recognition happened, I think, in the space of a few seconds, however, because Mother had only caught her breath for a moment before Arthur’s meaty paws wrapped around her hips.

He thrust once or twice, and then he was in. It was not gentle, and Mother’s face twisted into a collage of pain and pleasure as she screamed, first silently and then seemingly with her whole body as it rocked with each of Arthur’s violent thrusts.

“EeeeAAaaugh!” she wailed. “He’s huge!”

“I know, Mother,” I said, leaving Miriam to recover. I knelt next to the wailing, grunting woman, and smoothed her hair. “We both know many times over.”

She continued her staccato whimpering, but turned her head to look up at me. Her eyes devoured my body, coming to rest between my legs. I had freshly shaved the hair from my crotch, no difficult task considering my hair was fine and blonde all over. I could see Mother trying to picture her daughter’s tight young pussy filled up with the massive dog cock that was currently pounding into her helpless body.

“I’ll show you later,” I said. “If you like.”

“Nnnnnng!” she groaned. I didn’t know how to take that, but I decided it was a yes.

“Good,” I said, and then reach a hand under her chest and massaged her breasts as she came. “I’m really glad you’re beginning to enjoy them. They may have been an unwelcome surprise at first, but it really is incredible. Honestly, you’d probably have found it difficult to find me a husband who could take their place. So, what I’m saying, I guess, is that everything’s worked out for the best. Thank you, Mother.”

She groaned again, this time her whole breath leaving her, as Arthur’s knot pushed into her and stayed. “Fuck,” she breathed. But her eyes were still focused between my legs.

Miriam had moved and was now reclining outside the ring of cameras. She had left the space in front of Mother unoccupied, so I took my chance. I lay down, my aching pussy only an inch from Mother’s face.

“Come on,” I said. “You know you want a taste.”

Mother didn’t need to be encouraged a second time. She dipped her face down and kissed me square on the opening to my holiest of holies. Her breath was hot and rapid as Arthur’s knot ground around inside her, and for a moment I thought that alone might have me twitching in orgasm. When her tongue slid along my slit and dipped into me just enough to find my clitoris, I arch my back and grabbed my own breasts, feeling erotic, incestuous lightning firing through my body every which way.

“Wow,” Miriam breathed.

Mother’s tongue felt incredible, and her soft lips, coated with my juices, were pure heaven. She wasn’t just pleasuring me or trying to get me to orgasm as quickly as possible. She was making love to me. I could feel it in the way she took her time to find my favorite spots and tease them, stoking inside of me an erotic fire that began to burn out of control. I lost control of my limbs, feeling them tremble at my sides, unable to perform anything but the most basic function. I raised my head a little and our eyes met. Her gaze burned into mine and I saw for the first time what she had wanted all along. It wasn’t submission or servitude. It wasn’t video or my body. It was me. She wanted me, and she had me. And I had her.

“Mom!” I cried out. “Mommy! Yes!”

Orgasm wracked my body, and I thought I might pass out. Her lips and tongue continued to work on me, and I came again in rapid succession. And there it was: a smile, a genuine smile. Had she broken? I still don’t know, even to this day.

When I eventually pulled myself away, I curled up on the floor panting watching her orgasm again as Arthur’s knot and gigantic member slipped from her.

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“So…?” Miriam said, as Mother sat up on her knees.

We had unchained her hands and knees, had unclasped the leash from her collar, and were working on the foot bindings. The last of Arthur’s cum dropped out of her.