Message-ID: <5827eli$9711242027@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: damaster@hotmail.com (DaMaSTeR) Subject: "Mary Jane's Boys" chapter 1-30 by DaMaSTeR (mom/sons, mmmm/F, inc, pedo, cons, etc.) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.bondage,alt.sex.stories.hetero,alt.sex.stories.incest,alt.sex.stories.moderated Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-XS4ALL-Date: Mon, 24 Nov 1997 10:40:21 CET Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <65bi25$pcp$1@news2.xs4all.nl> Hi everyone.. I received a lot of e-mails requesting reposts of several chapters, so I decided to repost the entire story as I've written it so far (30 chapters). Of course you can always find the latest chapters at my homepage HTTP://WWW.MEDIAPORT.ORG/~COOL1/DAMASTER.HTML All new chapters will be posted there as soon as I finish them. Comments are welcome at damaster@hotmail.com Now enjoy !! ----------- "Mary Jane's Boys" by DaMaSTeR (m+/F, con, inc, pedo, mom/son(s)) Chapter 1 - Pondering Thoughts Mary Jane was sitting at the kitchen table, sipping her coffee and smoking a camel. Her mind wasn't there though.. It was miles away, pondering over what she had been feeling lately. Her husband used to beat the crap out of her, but now - thankfully - he had dumped her for some young slut he picked up in a bar. Good riddance, she thought to herself as she took another sip. The bad thing though, was that she had no real man in her life anymore. She hated that. She had always been very sexual and had enjoyed the sex she got from her husband, even after he had beaten her up. Still she didn't wanna get hit by him anymore so she had been looking for a new man. First at work - she was a waitress, not the best of jobs, but a fair and honest living - but it seemed like there wasn't a decent man in the world anymore, and she'd be damned if she'd let herself get involved with yet another asshole. A few days ago she had a thought though, which at the time she immediately erased from her mind. It was too sick to even think about it.... THEN. Now she wasn't so sure.. She lifted her head and looked at the picture on the wall. God, how big they've become.. Her four sons were staring back from the framed picture. Jimmy, the oldest at 15, had a devilish grin. She had a feeling he was not a virgin anymore, but she didn't care. She lost her virginity at 13 and she never regretted it. She was glad to see he was taking precautions though - she found a stack of condoms in his sock drawer the other day - because she didn't want him to knock some poor girl up like she had been at 15. She was 30 now and still very attractive. Long blond hair, deep blue eyes and a body Pamela Anderson would be jealous of. Her eyes moved to the second kid in the picture; Andrew. He was 14 and a bit of a handful. He was going through a bad puberty phase and his temper was starting to be a problem.. Maybe he takes after his old man, she thought to herself, hoping herself wrong. He had a cute face though and he could be very sweet if he had a good day. Next was Brad. At 12 he looked so innocent, which of course he wasn't. Like all her boys he had a stack of dirty magazines hidden under the mattrass - a stack she had recently been reading quite regularly, masturbating to it in her own bedroom, and that of her boys when they were in school. Finally the youngest, Tim. He really WAS innocent. He was also the most beautiful 10 year old in the world to her. He had a heart of gold and for his age he was extremely smart. But which one would she pick ? Their names rung through her head again and again.. "Jimmy... Andrew... Brad... Tim..." She had been thinking about this for days but had no idea how to go about having sex with her own son. Finally she decided that Jimmy would probably be the best choice, him being the eldest. She just wondered if he could satisfy her needs, and even, if he would be interested... She pondered this some more and finally decided to drop the idea for the time being. He would be home soon and she still had dinner to prepare... Chapter 2 - Late Night TV (masturbation/incest/pedo) It had turned dark and the kids were in bed. Mary Jane was still up though, wearing her robe and watching Letterman, laughing at his daily top ten, when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned around to find her youngest son Tim crying. He looked so helpless in just his underwear and his cheeks wet from tears. "What's wrong honey ?" she asked. "I had a bad dream mommy, can I stay here with you for awhile ?" She loved all her sons to death and couldn't bare to see her baby upset. "Sure honey, come here.." She reached for him as he walked around the couch and sat down next to her. Her arm wrapped around him, hugging and comforting the boy, pulling him close. He tilted his head, resting it on her large, firm breast and she gasped as his ear grazed her nipple. Her nipples were very sensitive, but she knew she could do nothing about it, so she looked back at the tv, trying to block out the feeling of his head against her nipples. They had been watching for about ten minutes and she couldn't take it anymore, she had to get him off her chest. So she decided to start tickeling him, that always worked, plus she knew he liked to play around like that, so she would be doing both of them a favor. "Mommy stooooop" he laughed hysterically as she tickled his side and under his arms, but she was relentless. Laughing loud herself she tickled and tickled some more until finally she saw he was starting to panic. That was always the time to stop tickling. She leaned over him. "I love you Tim." "I love you too mom," he replied. She bent down to kiss his forehead just as he lifted himself to kiss her cheek and their lips met. She moaned softly and for a minute forgot who she was kissing. God her cunt was aching ! She had to get some sort of satisfaction so she brought down her hips. Her robe crept up and her bare cunt landed on her son's leg. She started rubbing up and down, humping his leg, their lips still locked and she felt herself lose control. Her hand grabbed his head, kissing her son harder, pushing her tongue againt his teeth until he finally opened his mouth a little. She immediately took advantage, thrusting her tongue deep into his young mouth. Tim didn't know what hit him, but it sure felt nice so he decided to ask her about it later and for now enjoy the ride while it lasted. His mother was moaning loudly now, riding his leg faster and he could feel his leg getting awfully wet. She lost all control now and fucked her cunt up and down his leg, stimulation her clit with his flesh. Finally she felt herself cumming. Their lips unlocked and little Timmy fell back on the couch as he watched his mom arch her back and shake and twist on his lower body. He robe had fallen open and he couldn't believe what he saw ! Her tits were massive and tight as a rock. Her nipples were big and hard and standing straight out. Mary Jane was still cumming and twitching until finally her orgasm subsided. She opened her eyes and look at her little boys' bewildered face. "Oh God," she exclaimed. "Oh God what have I done ?" She jumped up and turned away from her son, closing her robe tightly. "Go to bed Tim !" she yelled out. She wasn't mad at him, just embarassed by what she had just done. She had actually gotten off on her own son ! He was only 10 for God's sake ! "but mom..." he started. "I said NOW !" she screamed at her little boy. Timmy started to cry as he ran up the stairs to his room. Mary Jane was shaking now, crying about what she had done. How could she ever face her little boy again ?? -------------- Chapter 3 - Uncomfortable times The next morning family breakfast wasn't like it usually was. There was a dead silence all through breakfast and the boys noticed mom and Timmy would barely talk.. And barely eat anything. Brad, who shared a room with little Tim, had noticed him going downstairs crying, which was not unusual. He had nightmares all the time, but usually when he came back up he would be smiling.. Last night he was still crying however. Worse even than before he went downstairs. If his little brother would still be like this tonight he would just ask him what was wrong, he thought to himself. Maybe they had a fight or something.. Maybe she hit him.. Neither of the three eldest boys knew what to think or make of the situation, and so they all just remained quiet and at their breakfast before catching the school bus. As usual, before the kids left, they all hugged and kissed mom and said goodbye, except for little Timmy, who just walked out with tears in his eyes, obviously hurt about his mother's behaviour the night before. Mary Jane noticed, but had no idea how to act or react to his tears and sadness. Hell, she didn't even know how SHE felt about last night yet. All she did know was that she had hurt her boy. And God how she loved him. How she loved all four of them.. But what if he develops a trauma ?? Sexual abuse can be very traumatic for a child, and no doubt what happened last night was sexual abuse. As she waved to her sons one last time her eyes started to water again and as she sank into a chair she cried uncontrollably, hands in her face. What the hell was I thinking last night ! He could be scarred for life.. Hell he could have you locked up if he wanted to, and he would be right ! What kind of mother would french kiss her own son, let alone rub her cunt on his leg and cum like a dog in heat ?! She knew she had to talk to her boy about it, apoligize to him and beg for his forgiveness, but she knew things would never be the same. She had ruined her relationship with her son, and maybe all of them. She would never live down the shame and guilt, but she did make a vow to herself right then and there. She would do anything to make him happy again.. No matter what the cost. If he wanted a new bike he would get it, if he wanted more allowance she would give it to him.. Anything to turn him back into the smiling, playful kid he was before last night's episode. She would even give him his dad's computer tonight. She knew that even at 10 he knew how to use it, and his dad wasn't gonna use it anymore anyway, plus he had asked her several times if he could have it. In fact, she would hook it up in his room right now as a surprise for when he got home.. She got up, walked to the sink with her new thoughts and splashed some water in her face, wiping her tears away. She would make it up to him, that's for damn sure, and never again would she get so carried away.. She just hoped he hadn't told his brothers about it....... --------- "Mary Jane's Boys" - by DaMaSTeR Chapter 4 - Lunch break "I'm telling you I saw her tits !" Tim said to his brother Brad in the school cafeteria. The were sitting in a secluded table in the far corner across from eachother, whispering so noone would hear. They were in the same school, just different grades and it was obvious Brad was uncomfortable sitting with a kid two grades below his. That was probably the most uncool thing to do. But his brother had insisted on speaking with him, so finally he gave in. "and she was kissing me and sitting on my leg and everything !" "Shut up, dillwad," his brother replied. He clearly didn't believe his brother. "you just had a wet dream you little pervert.." "I'm telling you, Brad, it was real," Tim insisted, "and by the way, YOU'RE the pervert.. I've seen those magazines you keep under your mattrass." "So ?? I'm not the one having wet dreams about mom's tits.. That's sick man, you need help !" "I'm telling you the truth moron, she had her pussy on my leg and everything ! and then she started to shake and she got up and started yelling at me !" "If you don't shut up now, I'm gonna tell mom about this. God you're sick, now leave me alone." Brad got up and walked to his friends on the other table, leaving Tim by himself. "I can't believe he thinks I'm lying !" he hissed to himself. Tim really had no idea why his mom had yelled at him.. Maybe he did something wrong ?? Maybe she had wanted him to do something too instead of just laying there with his mouth open. He had felt his dick get hard, maybe she had wanted him to show her or do something with it, like the men in those magazines did ? He thought everything had gone okay though. He liked her kissing him like that and he had liked the way it felt when she was rubbing up and down his leg like that and he REALLY liked looking at her tits. Maybe that was it.. Maybe he should have grabbed her tits like he had seen in the magazines ? Or suck on them ? He was confused. At 10, Tim was a smart boy, intelligent beyond his age even, but because of that he tended to think about things a lot. Maybe too much. Right now he was sorry he had told his brother. Not that it mattered, since he didn't believe him anyway. Still he felt he had betrayed his mother by telling what happened. Maybe he should talk to her tonight, then again she might still be upset with him. Lost in his thoughts he sat quietly eating his lunch. After last night he had been paying more attention to the girls and women and especially at the tits around him. In his class none of the girls had tits, they were all as flat as he was, but ms. Miriam, his teacher, had big tits, like his mother. He had spent the entire morning reliving the previous night and imagining what ms. Miriam's tits would look like under that blouse she was wearing. He like ms. Miriam even before today. She was so nice and pretty, but today it seemed somehow different. He had looked at her in a way he never had before, imagining her to be the one who sat on his leg, riding it like a horse, first instead of his mom, later together with his mom, each on one leg, their tits bouncing and each taking turns kissing him. He hadn't even heard her dismissing class for lunch, and when she finally got through to him he could feel his face was flushed and his dick was hard again, just like it was last night. He hadn't managed to sleep a wink last night. His mind was constantly going over the events, pondering about what had went wrong, trying to figure out why his mom was so mad at him; what he had done to hurt her so badly. And also, why it had happened at all. They had played before and she tickled him like that almost every day and nothing like this ever happened. She'd kiss him sometimes, but always on the cheek or forehead, never on his lips like that and NEVER using her tongue. And why had she let her robe fall open like that. Of course he didn't mind seeing her tits like that, but usually she was very careful about showing her body. He couldn't even remember the last time he saw her naked or topless, or even in a bra or bikini for that matter. But no matter how much and how long he pondered this, his mind could just not grasp why it had happened, nor why she got so upset. Finally he decided to just let it rest. He wouldn't speak to anyone about it anymore. Not his brothers and defenitely not his mother. He didn't wanna make matters worse than they already were. He'd just ride this one out and wait until she stopped being mad at him. And with that he stood up, proceeding to class and back to Ms. Miriam. ----------------- Chapter 5 - Grief Tim walked in right after his brothers. Usually Tim was the first to come into the house because he wanted to be the first one to hug his mother. Now he just ran upstairs without even so much as a simple 'hello'. 'You see,' Mary Jane thought to herself, 'I hurt him so bad he can't even look me in the face anymore.' She felt tears welling in her eyes again, but she managed to suppress them for the sake of her other sons. She just hoped that the computer she installed in his room would make him smile again, maybe patch things up a little. She would go up in a bit to check on him, to apologize about last night and to try and smooth things over with him. She wanted to go back to the way things were before. She may have had one of the best orgasms ever with her little boy, but it was a mistake. A tragic mistake she might lose the love of her son over, and that just wasn't worth it. Besides, she had always been the first one to yell "Hang him by the balls and let him rot in hell" whenever there was something on the news about child molestors, and now she had done the exact same thing. And look what happened.. Her boy didn't dare look her in the face, let alone play with her like they used to before this ugly episode. She would have to go up and talk to him, and beg him to forgive her. And of course, as she decided earlier, anything he wanted was his. Anything to win his love back. -- About 20 minutes after her kids had come home and her youngest had rushed off to his room not to return she went upstairs and knocked on his door. "Honey ??" No answer. She knocked again, a little louder this time. "Honey ?? You in there ??" "Go away !" a muffled voice from inside the room yelled back. She felt tears again. The damage was worse than she had even thought. "Tim, please," she pleaded, "I just want to talk to you.." Could it be his love for his mother had died when she rode his leg ? Did she permanently destroy their relationship by her irrational, dispickable and disgusting behaviour the night before ? She feared the worst. "I don't want to talk to you," the reply came from within the boys' room. "Now go away !" Inside the room little Tim was crying. He couldn't face his mother yet, afraid that she would yell at him again. He was a sweet boy. Sensitive, and her yelling at him had hurt. Plus he still thought he did something wrong, but he didn't know how to apologize to his mom, because he didn't know WHAT he did wrong. So he sent her away. Mary Jane heard her boy all but tell her to get lost and in a fit of despair, pain, anger and utter helplessness she collapsed, crying loudly as she fell to her knees. Big salty tears rolled down her cheeks as she snickered and snottered, crying her concerned and ashamed eyes out in front of her sons room. 'What have you done, what have you done, what have you done ?" she kept repeating as she rocket her body back and forth, the palms of her hands on her crying eyes. -- Timmy had noticed the computer as soon as he entered his room, but at the moment he couldn't care less about it. He could, and should, have thought that it was his mom who was in the wrong the other night and this was her way for making it up to him, but the thought never even crossed his mind. He really couldn't care less about that damned computer right now, all he cared about was getting back into his mothers' good books. Getting her to like him again. As soon as he got in his room he had started to cry again and her knocking on his door had only made things worse. He just couldn't face her. What if she had felt his hard-on ? God he was so embarrassed, and a part of him was mad at his mom for putting him through all these new emotions a boy his age shouldn't have. The main focus of his thoughts was still 'what did I do wrong' though, and although he did nothing wrong at all, he didn't realize that. His mom had never raised her voice to him, and now she had, and that was all the proof he needed. He was in the wrong, he screwed up and now she hated him for it. After he told her to leave the second time he could hear his mom crying in the hallway. She was crying out loud and he could do nothing but cry along, feeling worse than he had ever felt before. He must have hurt her real bad for her to cry like this. The only time he had ever seen his mother cry was a few weeks ago when they rented 'the Champ'. Hell, they all had cried, even Jimmy, his oldest brother, who'm he looked up to in great respect and admiration. He remembered how his mom had held him and how they had cried together, his head on her chest... 'on her tits,' he thought and he felt his penis get hard again ath the mere thought of his mothers' bosom. Her tits looked so much better than those of the girls in Brads' magazines. Much firmer, much harder and much rounder, and of course the added bonus that they were his mom's tits he had been looking at. He noticed how his dick had gotten hard and he blocked the image of his mothers' hot tits out of his mind and decided to feel guilty some more. He started crying again, clutching his blanket as he layed back on his bed and slowly fell asleep. Chapter 6 - Wondering kids "Where's mom ?" Andrew asked his older borther Jimmy. Jimmy shrugged. He had no idea. He had seen her going upstairs earlier, but hadn't seen her come down. "Maybe she's having a talk with Tim," he replied. "he has been acting weird all day." "Tell me about it," Brad added. Jimmy and Andrew looked up at him. "Why, what happened ?" Jimmy asked. Brad knew he had said too much already.. Of course his brother had been either lying or daydreaming when he told him about him and mom, and he knew he should keep his mouth shut about it. "Well ??" Jimmy asked again. Now Brad shrugged. "Nothing, just that he was quiet at breakfast," he saved the situation. "And when we got home earlier he didn't even say hi to mom.. He just went straight upstairs." Both brothers looked at him, staring at him like he was insane. "Yeah, weird," Andrew finally said. 'Thank God they bought it,' Brad thought to himself . "I'll go see what's keeping her," he finally added. His brothers nodded in agreement, glad they weren't the ones who had to go up and see what was wrong. Brad got up and walked up the stairs, finding his mother in front of his and Timmy's room. She was crying, her eyes red and puffy, her nose running and he could tell she was upset. Maybe Tim had been telling the truth. Why else would she be crying like this ? Slowly he walked up to her and kneeled beside her. Carefully placing his hand on her shoulder, he spoke softly. "Mom ?" She didn't look up at first, but after a second nudge she finally raised her head to her son. "Mom, are you ok ?" He asked, genuinely concerned. She wiped the tears from her cheeks and eyes, but was unable to hide her fluffy red eyes. A blind man would have spotted she had been crying from miles away. "Mommy's fine honey, just fine." He didn't buy it, obviously. "If you're fine then why are you crying ?" He asked. He wanted to know what was wrong with his otherwise so cheerful mother. He loved her and he hated seeing her cry like this. "Is it because of what happened between you and Timmy last night ?" He asked. At this point Brad didn't care about betraying his brothers' trust. All he cared about was getting his mother to stop crying. She stared up him in disbelief. Had Timmy told him ?? How could he ! Then she thought about it some more and decided it was unfair to blame him. Of course Tim had to tell someone.. You don't get raped by your mother everyday and it's only natural that he needed to talk about it to SOMEONE. She should be thankful it was his brother and not the cops he had talked to. It didn't make her feel any less embarassed though... "So you know about last night ?" She asked carefully. "Does that mean it's true ?" He asked. Then she knew Brad might have heard from Timmy but he had not believed him about it until now. Oh well, maybe it was for the better that things got out in the open.. At least she didn't have to hide it now. She nodded her head at Brad and the 12 year old boy nodded back, smiling at her. The he said something she would have never expected, something that humiliated her more than anything ever had in her life - even the time when some girls pulled of her panties in the gymroom back in highschool when she was 14 and pushed her into the boys locker room. Her son actually asked her if she would let him look at her tits as well. She was flabberghasted. Her mind could not accept what she had just heard her boy ask. A bright blush formed on her face, a blush of shame, degradation, humiliation and - partly - anger. "Are you crazy ?!" she yelled out to him. "What happened last night was a huge mistake that should never have happened. It was an accident, and I'll be damned if I ever let that happen again !" "But mom..." he started. Mary Jane didn't let him finish though. In mid- sentence her hand hit him in the cheek, throwing his head backwards. He stared at her in disbelief and shock, the stood up an ran into his, and Tommy's, room, crying. Mary Jane stared at her own hand, shocked at herself. Never had she hit any of her children, and never had she given them any reason to cry, and now she had two utterly unhappy sons crying in their room, probably hating their own mother. 'God, forgive me," she begged on her knees as, once again, she cried. ------------------------- Chapter 7 - Courage under fire She must have sat there for about ten minutes before she stopped crying. Thoughts had ran through her mind. Thoughts about her two youngest boys and how much she had hurt them and how she would buy them whatever they wanted to get them to forgive her. Also thoughts about jail, in which - if she was not mistaken - they didn't take too kindly to child-molestors, and for all she could tell she had molested her youngest son, Timmy. Looking back it was hard for her to even believe she had rubbed her pussy on his leg like she was riding a bull in a rodeo, but she had. She had also stuck her tongue in his mouth and, maybe worst of all, at the time she had enjoyed it. In fact, if she was honest with herself, it was one of the best sexual experiences she had ever had. Maybe it was the thought of incest, the danger of getting caught, or maybe she was just incredibly horny at the time, she really didn't know, but fact was - whether she liked it or not - she had thoroughly enjoyed it. Now little was left of her enjoyment the night before. Torn up in guilt and shame; consumed by remorse and humiliation. In all counts she was a broken woman who had destroyed her relationship with her two youngest boys, and she was sure that it was only a matter of time before the other two would find out, and then she would more than likely lose them as well. She couldn't really blame Brad for asking her if he could see her tits. He was a teenage boy with raging hormones and he had heard his brother had been all but fucking his mom, so naturally he would wanna know if he could get a piece of hairpie as well. Had she been a bit more understanding at the time and explained to him what the situation was things wouldn't have gotten out of hand and she wouldn't have had to hit him like she did, probably alienating him from her and more than likely destroying any love he had for his mother. Still, she knew she could never do anything like that again, getting off on her own son. It was too sick for words. And now it was time to confront her two boys and try to sort things out. She knew Jimmy and Andrew would probably be playing their Nintendo until dinnertime which wasn't for another two hours, so the risk of them barging in was fairly small, and if they did she would just ask them to leave them be for a while because they had something important to discuss. She took a deep breath, lining up her thoughts, and stood up, straightning her skirt and blouse and running her hands through her long blonde hair, to put some model back into it. She knew she probably looked a mess, but there were more important things to attend to right now... Again, she breathed deeply and then she opened the door and walked into the boys' bedroom..... --- Chapter 8 - How to explain child abuse to a 10 and 12 year old "Sorry to barge in like this but the three of us need to talk." She started as she walked in. Tim was lying in bed, his eyes wide open and red from tears, brad was sitting in his deskchair, his cheek bright red from her slap and tears still rolling down his face. Neither of them answered, so she sat at the footend of the bed and continued. "Brad, I am so sorry I hit you, I had no right..." He just looked at her, obviously still upset with her, but she decided he would have to wait. At the moment Timmy was more important, because she had hurt him more than she had Brad. "Timmy ?" He remained silent. "Timmy we need to talk about last night..." "So talk.." he replied and once again he reminded her of his intelligence.. "Ok.. What I did last night was wrong, very wrong, and it should never have happened." The boy shrugged and looked away. "I don't know what came over me," she continued. "It's just that.. Well, I don't know really; I just lost control... I am sorry sweetheart. Truly sorry." Timmy looked up at her. "You are ?" "Yes I am.. And I will do anything to make it up to you, if I still can. Look, I already put dads' computer in here.. It's yours now, you can have it.." "Thanks," he said, but she sensed his reluctance. Of course she had known that giving him the computer would not restore the damage, but it might be a start. "Also, anything else you want, you can have it.. I really want to make it up to you, show you how sorry I am." She turned to Brad; "and that goes for you too.. I don't wanna loose either of you. You kids are my pride and joy and I'd do anything to make you love me again.." "We still love you mom," Timmy said out of the blue. She turned to him and saw his smile, the one she thought she'd never see again. "We do.." Brad added, and smiled too. Mary Jane almost burst into tears again, but she managed to control herself. They might still love you, but they are also still very hurt.. They need a bit of pampering to get them back on their feet again; back to normal. "Thank you both," she replied. "you are both very sweet, but I still feel lousy about what happened, so you just tell me what you want and it's yours.. I have some money put away, so I can go get it for you right now if you like...." The boys looked at eachother then Brad turned to his mom again. "Do you really mean anything ??" She nodded, "yes sweetheart, anything you want and it's yours, no matter how much it costs.. What I did was bad, so consider it my punishment. If you do something bad I punish you, so it's only fair I get punished when I do something wrong.. Especially when I do something like slap you or yell at you for no real reason." She looked at both her boys, showing them her sincerity. She actually thought she might be able to save the situation, although she wasn't particularly proud at buying their sons love and affection. If it worked it worked. Afterall, she had all but begged for forgiveness, and she didn't really see it as a bride, but more as a gift for forgiving her. "So what do you want ?" she asked again... "Well," Brad answered. "I know whay *I* want.." "Tell me and it's yours..." The boy cleared his throat and his head flushed bright red. Then he looked at his brother again. "Well ? out with it," Mary Jane insisted, "remember I said anything. Money is not important, you two are.." "What I want won't cost you a cent, mom," Brad spoke softly, almost whispering. "So what is it ?" --------------- Chapter 9 - The wish "I want to see your tits, like Timmy did." He blurted out. Mary Jane's jaw dropped as she stared at her son in disbelief. Anything in the world could be his, and he asked if he could see her tits ?! "Are you insane ?!" she hissed at Brad. "That's what started all this in the first place !" "But..." Brad started again and again she interrupted him; "No buts. I am not gonna show you anything and that's final !" "Well, that shows how good you are at keeping your word," Brad hissed back, "just get out and leave me alone. First you hit me and then you lie to me about how sorry you are.." "I didn't lie ! I meant every word I said !" "Anything you want, anything you want," he mimicked his mom in a high pitched voice, the continued "you should have said that the anything only applied to what you had in mind and not what we wanted.." Mary Jane didn't know what to say at that. Her boy had a point. He had specifically asked her if she really meant 'anything' and she had said yes, and now she was backing out. But his request was absurd. What happened last night was an accident; a spur of the moment thing that should never have happened. Sure she had fantasized about it for a while, but she didn't really mean for it to happen. Now Brad was asking her to deliberately show him her tits. She just couldn't. "I'm sorry Brad, it's just not on.. Anything 'normal' you want and it's yours." "Save it," Brad answered. "Fine," Mary Jane answered, a little ticked off, "what about you Tim ?" "You heard Brad.. Forget it. I'm not gonna make a fool of myself asking for something to have you turn it down." "It's not like that Tim," she protested. "Yes it is !" he screamed at her. Now that he knew he did nothing wrong the day before he was mad at her for what she did yesterday. He felt sorry for her a few minutes ago and was about to tell her it was allright when he found out she had been lying. "You lied to us mom ! You said we could ask for anything and then you say you didn't, you're nothing but a big liar !" She looked back and forth between her two sons, seeing there was no way to reason with them, since they both looked extremely pissed off. "Fine !" she said as she stood up off her son's bed. "If that's the way you want it, that's the way you'll have it." And with that she turned around and walked out the room, slamming the door behind her. She was too pissed off to think clearly and besides, she had to take care of dinner. Jimmy and Andrew were still downstairs and they needed to eat, even if she lost her appetite. ------- Chapter 10 - Night falls Dinner was quiet, just like breakfast. Nobody spoke and even when she had asked Brad and Timmy about their day in school they hadn't spoke. They just ignored her, and that had hurt her more than anything ever had. Her own two boys ignored her, and she knew she had noone to blame but herself. She hadn't eaten a bit and neither had Brad and Timmy and even Andrew and Jimmy didn't eat as much as usual. They must've sensed something was wrong. Of course they did.. They'd need their head examined if they didn't, because it was obvious. Timmy usually didn't stop talking during dinner and now he hadn't said a word. She cried again, feeling helpless and lonely sitting in the dark. The kids were in bed and she was still up, thinking of how to handle this situation. If she didn't show Brad her tits she'd lose both her boys and if she did she would lose her dignity. She'd be nothing but an incestuous slut. Or would she ? It wasn't like they hadn't ever seen her tits before. Hell, they drank from it and it's not like they were asking her to have sex.. Just a quick peek at her tits and all would be forgiven and forgotten. She pondered this for about an hour and finally came to the conclusion that she had no choice. Finally she stood up, walked to the liquor cabinet and poured herself a scotch. If she was gonna go through with this she'd have to get the courage to do it, and usually courage was found in a bottle. The first sip burned her throat a little, but she quickly gulped down the glass, poured another one and drank that right after, then walked up the stairs to pay their two boys a visit. -- She opened the door and flicked on the light, closing the door behind her. Brad and Tim were in bed but both awake and staring at her. "What do you want ?" Brad asked. Mary Jane scraped her throat. "I decided you were right earlier, I did say anything and I did come back on my word." "So ?" "So, I'm here to give you what you want." "You mean..." Brad started. "I mean I'm going to show you my tits. If that's what you want, then - humiliating as it is for me - that is what you will get." The boy smiled, obviously pleased - and he was. Brad had only seen tits in the magazines he had stashed under his mattress, but he thought they were the most fascinating things in the world and he couldn't wait to see his mother's tits up close. He'd been thinking about that for weeks, inspite of what he had told his brother back in school earlier. In fact, he felt his cock getting hard already. Mary Jane felt she was shaking. Her legs were getting wobbly and her heart was pounding in her throat as she started to unbutton her blouse. Timmy got up and sat down on Brad's bed, and as they both stared at their mom taking of her blouse, she unbuttoned the last button. Her blouse fell open, still covering her tits. She wasn't wearing a bra - she hardly ever did - and so when she slowly trailed the inner circles of her breast for her mid-chest down under her tits and sideways, her blouse pulled sideways and out popped her big, round tits. She closed her eyes, trying not to think about how nasty this was, but she couldn't help it. This WAS nasty and as much as she hated it, she was starting to get horny. "Come closer mom, we can't see !" Brad's voice said somewhere in the distance and without a thought and without opening her eyes she took a few steps towards the bed. The boys were all but drooling at the sight of her swaying, bouncing tits. "Your tits are beautiful mom," Brad said again, "much better than those in the magazines !" God she was getting horny now. Her cunt felt like it was on fire and her nipples were so hard it almost hurt her ! She opened her eyes and to her shock she noticed her boys were about a foot away from her, their faces only a few inches from her tits. She could actually feel their breath on her nipples and it was driving her crazy. 'If I don't get out of here fast I'm gonna cum right here in front of my kids,' she thought. "I wanna touch it," Brad said out of the blue. Timmy nodded, "me too." And before Mary Jane could object the kids had their hands on her tits. She tried to say "No", but through her moans at the touch of their hands, it didn't sound anything like it. She knew she should end this but it felt so damn good. Her nipples are so sensitive and to feel her boys' palms run across them was making her hornier than she already was. Her cunt was dripping in her panties and some even running down her inner thigh. She had always gotten extremely wet, like a leaking faucet, but never ever like this. Her panties were soaked with her juices, her inner thighs wet and dripping from her cunt moisture. Instead of pulling away, she found herself licking her lips and moaning and pushing her tits forward into their little hands. Overtaken by passion and pure lust she moaned and squirmed her legs together, causing some friction in her dripping pussy. She glanced down at the boys' underwear and notices both their cocks were hard. Hell she had no idea boys that age could even get hardons, but they did. Not big but big enough to form a tent in their underpants and big enough to make her orgasm at the sight of them, combined with the feel of her boys' hands on her tits. "AAahhhh hnnggggggg" She moaned out loud as she shook and bucked under the tiny hands groping her. It was a long, powerful orgasme, starting deep in her belly and spreading through her entire body like the ripples of a stone tossed into a lake. Then, as the orgasme subsided and her senses returned she realized what just happened; realized she did it again.. She quickly pulled away from her kids, yanked her blouse over her tits and ran out of the room crying, leaving Brad and Timmy behind baffled, their hands still in the air. "Just like last night," Timmy remarked.. -- Chapter 11 - The becoming Mary Jane hurried back to her room and threw herself on her bed, burying her face in the pillows and sobbing silently. What was happening to her ?? How could she have come to doing these perverted things with her sons ? She had always enjoyed sex in any and all variations, but this was incest for God's sake ! Not to mention pedophilia and child molesting ! It was as if her free will had vanished at the touch of their hands. As if her cunt had done the talking instead of her mind. It had felt like she was in a sort of daze, knowing what was happening but unable to control her reactions to it. "Goddammit !" she screamed to herself, hitting her pillow with her fist. It had been wrong the first time but it was even worse the second time. She all but let them masturbate her, although effectively they did masturbate her just by rubbing her tits. And she had loved every second of it. She was just about to throw another tantrum when she heard a knock on the door. "Mom ?" she heard Brad ask from outside her room. "Mom are you ok ??" She turned onto her back and sat up, the wiped the tears from her cheeks. "Yes honey, I'm fine," she replied, not very convincing. "Can I come in ?" "If you must." The bedroom door slowly opened and Brad walked in, still in his underwear. His hard-on was gone now - see, how come she even looked at that ? She was sick ! - but he was still excited, she could tell by the look in his eyes as he eyed over her blouse looking for her fleshy tits. He sat down on the bed beside her. "Mom, why did you run away ?" He asked, genuinely concerned. "Because," she replied. "it's wrong. I shouldn't let you touch me like that, you're too young, I'm too old and you're my son." "But I wanted to mom," the boy rebuttled. "How can it be wrong if I wanted to ?" "Well..." she started. This time is was her who got interrupted though. "And you wanted it too." She swallowed. She didn't want to. Not really anyway. Maybe deep inside she did want to, but her mind didn't want to. "No, honey, I didn't.." "Then why did you let us touch your tits mom ?" Damn, she knew Timmy was smart, but Brad obviously was no dullard either. Her mind thought of an excuse but was unable to find one. Finally she had no choice but to admit it to herself. She did want it. And she wanted it bad. But that didn't make it right though. "Okay," she finally admitted, "maybe I did want it, but it's still wrong." He shook his head as he placed his hand on her breast, moulding it in his young hand. "No mom, it's right and you know it." Her pussy contracted at his touch, but she managed to back away from him. "No !" she yelled, "I will not let this happen again !" Her boy looked in her eyes and his voice turned calm and soothing. "Oh but you will," he said, moving forward, grabbing her tit again,"you know you want it, and me and my brothers are here to give it to you." "You haven't told Jimmy and Andrew about this have you ??" She almost panicked for a second. "No mom, I haven't, but I will soon, and when I do, they'll want a piece of you too, I'm sure." Mary Jane gasped for breath as her son massaged her left tit, partly in shock and partly in excitement from his words and touch. Her juices were flowing again and she could feel herself go into another daze at the thought of her four boys. Four young body's to play with. Four young hard cocks ready to go at all times. She wanted to but just didn't have the will or strength to fight it anymore and as her son opened her blouse, exposing her tits once again, she leaned back determined to enjoy the ride..... --------- Chapther 12 - The morning after Mary Jane woke up and found Brad lying next to her, leaning on his elbow, watching her naked body. He smiled at her and she smiled back. Last night had been wonderful, even better than before because this time there was no guilt; no fear, no regrets. She bent down and kissed Brad on the lips, he greedily returned it, his hand on her tit again. God she started dripping again, but she managed to pull away. "Not now son, later. You have school today remember ?" "Oh mom, do I have to ?" She smiled at him again, "yes you do honey, but I'll be right here tonight.. Now go get dressed.." She kissed him again and he got up and walked out of the room. Her eyes followed him, or better yet the stiff little cock he was following. Last night had been great. After she had given in to her lusts, her son had bent down and sucked on her tits, bringing back memories of wayback when he was still a baby. He had sucked hard and his tongue had flicked over her nipples in his mouth. She remembered grabbing his hair and pushing her tit deeper into his face, moaning and groaning under his young body. Then she had felt his hand on her knee, slowly working it's way up under her skirt, working it's way up to her cunt which was so desperate for attention. Her cunt that was literally drooling, soaking her panties yet again. She had known he knew what he was doing, not because of experience but because of the magazines he had stashed in his room. Amazing how much a kid can learn from those pictures and stories. As his fingers reached the wet crotch of her panties she gasped and a chill went from her cunt up her spine to the top of her head and back and as he started rubbing her through her panties whilst sucking her nipples she knew she was her sons playtoy. She knew she could not deny him, and she didn't want to, not then, and she also knew she would give all her sons the same benefits and pleasures, needed to be overtaken by them, but from this day forward would never fight it again. She wanted to be their toy. Their sextoy. She needed it, she longed for it, ached to be used by her sons, be their personal slut. And as she remembered how his fingers penetrated her cunt for the first time, she also remembered what she had said. "Brad, tomorrow you will tell your brothers about this." He had looked up at her, not sure what to think. "I am yours Brad. You and your brothers'. I am your slut and I want all of you to use me anytime, anyplace, anyhow..." "Are you sure ?" he had asked her and she had smiled and said she was absolutely positive. He had agreed and lived up to it, diving down and eating her cunt, fingerfucking it. Then he had gotten above her and she had sucked his little cock until he came all over her face. They hadn't fucked; maybe he had been afraid to mess up, maybe he just didn't want to, she wasn't sure, but she wasn't gonna tell him what to do. She wanted for Brad and his brothers to tell HER what to do, she knew that now. She knew she was submissive now, after being forced into this by her son. Agreed, he didn't have to push too hard, but that's how she wanted it. Yes, she finally admitted it to herself... She was a submissive, incestuous slut, and you know what ?? She was proud of it ! ----------- Chapter 13 - Baffled Brothers Mary Jane was halfway down the stairs when she heard her boys talking. Not proud of it, but eavesdropping anyway, she halted in her tracks, listening to the conversation. "...She told me herself !" was the first thing she could make out. It was brad. "Oh come on, you should get your nose out of those dirty magazines, maybe you'll stop drooling over mom." Jimmy replied. "I'm telling you the truth... Tim, am I lying ?" "Hey don't ask me," Tim said, "I wasn't there last night, but she did kiss me and show us her tits.. We even touched them." "You guys must think we're complete morons," Andrew butted in, "wake up guys, april fools is a long way away". "Just ask mom when she comes down then," Brad tried again, "she told me she wanted to be our slut and she told me she wanted us to fuck her whenever." "Oh sure," Jimmy, at 15 her oldest son, said again, "I'm just gonna say 'hi mom, is it true you want the four of us to fuck you and call you slut instead of mom ?', sorry dude, but I don't wanna spend eight weeks in hospital thank you very much." "But you want to fuck her don't you ?" "That is beside the point. It's never gonna happen, no matter how bad any of us wants to." "Well, it almost happened to me when she was rubbing her naked pussy on my leg," little Timmy offered. "Tell it to someone who'll believe you," Andrew answered. Then Brad had an idea.. "I'll show you when she comes down." "Show us how ?" "You'll see.." And that was Mary Jane's cue to walk in. She thought it would add to the dramatic effect. She could feel her knees shaking, nervous about what was going to happen - about how their lives would change and how it would effect the boys and of course herself. She was also excited. Her deepest desires, both the desire for her sons as the desire to be submissive and humiliated, were about to come true. Of course she still had her doubts whether or not she had done the right thing. It still was illegal for starters, but on the other hand, she knew she wanted it and she knew her boys wanted it, so at least she wouldn't be hurting anyone anymore. There would be no need for yelling at her sons or hitting them. She would probably never have to masturbate again, unless the boys wanted her to, and in turn the boys would never have to spend half the night jerking off into dirty magazines. It actually seemed like everyone would come out a winner here. She smiled and stepped into the livingroom, dressed in a long black dress, she always though looked good on her and complemented her tight figure. Andrew was the first to notice her. "Hi mom," he smiled then turning to Brad, "I believe Brad here has something to say to you." A smug grin appeared on Andrews face and Jimmy almost pissed himself laughing. Yeah, Andrew had his little brother cornered. He had to say something now, and the chance of him saying something really really dumb was pretty big. Both Andrew's and Jimmy's jaws dropped though, when Brad stood up and walked to their mother, greeting her with a "Goodmorning slut" followed by a long, deep French kiss. Brad turned around to his brothers and now he was the one wearing the smug look. Jimmy and Andrew couldn't believe their eyes as it was, but when little Tim got up and repeated his brother's ritual, their eyes almost popped out of their sockets. "Goodmorning boys," mom finally said to her two eldest sons. "How about a kiss ?" Neither Andrew nor Jimmy could move, or even speak and in result they both just sat there, staring. "Come on guys," Brad said, "come here and get your kiss.. Or feel her tits, like this.." Now his brothers really lost it as they watched him stand behind their mother and cup her tits in his hands and started squeezing them. Mom didn't even move, she just stood there watching them as they sat there watching her. Then Jimmy turned to Andrew and whispered something in his ear. "Excuse us for a second," Jimmy finally said as they both got up and walked into the kitchen. Mary Jane looked down at Brad and Tim and shrugged, smiling. They would come 'round. They were probably discussing what to do now, maybe even pinching eachother to see if this was real. "Mom," Timmy said, "can I still call you mom ?" She sank to her knees and straightened the boys shirt. "Sure you can.. You can call me anything you want from now on. And anything you wanna do with me is fine too. So anything you want me to do, just tell me and I will do it for you." He looked at her and smiled. "Good," he said, "because I like calling you mom.." With that she hugged her little boy and felt a lonely tear of happyness run down her cheek. Chapter 14 - Kitchen talk "Did you see that shit ?" Jimmy said to his younger brother, still not quite believing what he had just witnessed. "No, I turned blind just before it happened," Andrew sneered. "Of course I saw it, it wasn't hard to miss !" "Okay," Jimmy agreed, "dumb question.. Man it got my dick hard, he just grabbed her by the fucking tits man !" Andrew nodded. "Mine is hard too, but I still can't believe this is happening.." "Me too, but it happend." "I know," Jimmy said as he nervously walked circles on the kitchen floor. "but I still think they're having us on or something, you know." "Yeah I know," Andrew nodded again, "when we get back in there they're probably laughing their asses off.. Still, they did french kiss her and he was squeezing her tits.. I'd give my arm to squeeze her tits like that !" "Yeah, but it just can't be true. We'd have noticed something before now wouldn't we ?" "Probably," Andrew agreed, "I mean this all seems to have happened overnight. That's just impossible. I mean, Brad said she had sucked his cock. He fingered her for fucks sake !" "Or so he says anyway.. Still, even if it IS a joke, mom had to be the one to put them up to it, and it's as hard for me to believe she told Brad to tell us he fingerfucked her and shoved his cock in her mouth as it is to believe he actually DID it." They both sighed, confused as to whether or not they should act on what they saw and risk either being laughed at or grounded for life, or just drop the entire thing and see what would happen. For a few minutes everything was quiet in the kitchen, both of the boys thinking over the situation. Finally Jimmy broke the silence, coming up with an idea. "Let's say it's real.. Let's say she wants to be our slut, like they claim she does; why would she dress in her least revealing clothes ?" "Good point," Andrew agreed. "I mean sluts wear slutty clothes. Short skirts, tight tops, high heels or boots or whatever, not a high closing can't-see-shit long dress with a turtleneck.." "Exactly.. I think they're having us on, but maybe we can call their bluff.." Andrew looked at him with a gleam of pleasure in his eyes. "remember, don't fuck with the jokester..." "damn straight," Andrew laughed. "So what do you have in mind ?" Chapter 15 - Bluf Mary Jane and her boys were sitting on the couch when her Andrew and Jimmy walked back in. She turned to them. "Did you boys figure it out yet ?" "I think so," Jimmy answered with a grin, "but if you're to be our slut, you need to dress a little less conservatively." Andrew stepped in, doing his part; "Yeah mom, I mean a slut wouldn't wear a long dress now would she ?" She smiled, surpressing a burst of laughter. They thought this was all a joke, and now they were calling her bluff. Incredible ! She pulled a straight face again, but was cracking up inside. Still, she couldn't blame them for thinking that. It must be hard to believe such a thing. Afterall, it's not everyday that your mom says she wants to be your slut and sex- slave, now is it ? Of course she could just fall on her knees, whip out their cocks and start sucking, but she had told herself to do whatever her boys wanted to, so she wasn't about to take any initiative here. They could have been fucking her now, had they told her to, but since they didn't, they'd just have to wait. She needed a cock fast though. Last night with Brad she had had a lot of fun, and she had had several intense orgasms, but they hadn't gona all the way, and her pussy remained unfucked by cock ever since her husband had left. For now she decided to just play along with Jimmy and Andrew. If they wanted her to dress like a cheap slut, she would. She might need to alter some of her clothes, but she would make sure the boys would like what they saw. "Well boys, I guess you're right," she said finally, "if I am to be a slut, I should dress like one. Have anything in particular in mind ?" "Not really," Andrew shrugged. "You ?" she asked, turning to Jimmy. "Not really.. Something hot though." She smiled. "Okay, you go on to school now and when you get back you'll see the new outfit.." "And what if we were to tell you we weren't gonna go to school today ?" Jimmy asked with a develish grin. "Well then I would say that I may be your slut, but I'm also still your mother when it doesn't concern sex." Jimmy smiled.. He figured she'd say that. This just proved to him this whole thing was a hoax. "Sure mom, whatever." With that the boys got up and left, and Jenny was faced with the task of finding the sluttiest thing she had to wear for the boys. She'd see what she could find, and if she didn't like it, she'd just go out on a shopping spree. She had seen some very hot clothes at the sex-shop in town. She just didn't know if she had the nerve to actually walk in to such a place. No sense in worrying about it just yet, first she was gonna check her wardrobe. She had the whole day before the boys would return, and she planned to use every minute of it. ------------ Chapter 16 - Spree Mary Jane had been going through her closet, in search of her most slutty outfit, but the most revealing thing she had was the skirt she had had on the day before. Her blouses and shirts were all wide, sweaters had turtlenecks and dresses were either way too long of way to boring. She hardly had any sexy lingerie to flaunt, although she thought she might go without later on and really give her boys something to drool over. She had tried on everything in her wardrobe, most things twice, before she decided to grab her creditcard and get her butt over to the adult store downtown. She had just sat there in her car, staring at the store for about twenty minutes, scared to go in there. What would they think ? She wanted to be a slut for her boys, but she sure as hell didn't want anyone else to think of her that way. If word about it got around town it'd ruin her reputation for good. As she watched the store it appeared to her that only men were going inside and that scared her even more. What would the guy behind the counter think of her ? And what about the other customers ? They'd all eye her up and down and make lewd comments, maybe even grope her. The thought of some drooling old man touching her sent shivers down her spine. She had checked her watch and noticed she only had about two hours before her boys would come home, and she did want to make them happy tonight. Finally she had taken a deep breath, got out of the car and walked into the store, determined to get what she wanted. And now she had it. She had tried on her outfit, checked herself in the mirror, applied make-up, checked herself in the mirror again, did her hair and checked the mirror again until finally she was satisfied with the look. She looked like a five dollar hooker, just like her boys had wanted. In fact she looked so good she was turning herself on. She gigled to herself at that thought, yet couldn't deny the fact that her pussy was starting to get a little damp again. She checked her watch again. The boys would be home soon. She would just wait in her bedroom until she heard them. The effect would be more dramatic if she'd come walking down the stairs. She grinned at the thought of the looks the boys would have on their faces. They probably wouldn't even believe it was her. She remembered how the guys in the store had eyed her up and down when she was trying this stuff on, complimenting her on how it fitted her and complemented her curves. Luckily the crewd remarks had been few, or she would have probably run out the store screaming. "Your husband is a very lucky man," the guy behind the counter had said as he handed her the receipt. She had smiled at him and then without even thinking about it she had blurted it out. "It's not for my husband..... It's for my sons." Her face had flushed bright red as she heard her own words and she saw the poor guy was lost for words too. He had looked at her, trying to see if she was joking, but clearly she wasn't. "Well," he finally said, "I'm sure they will love it." With that she had felt embarassed even more, and she had hurried out of the store. She laughed about it now, as she remembered his face when she told him, although she still wondered why she had even said it. She decided not to think about it anymore. The boys would be home any minute and she could barely wait to surprise them. She hadn't made dinner either.. What was the point ? If all went as planned, she would be the main course. Chapter 17 - School's out. Jimmy, Andrew, Brad and Tim were on their way home. Normally they would take the bus, but they were all a little nervous and figured the longer it would take for them to get home the better. Andrew and Jimmy were still afraid she'd be mad at them for calling her a slut, and Brad and Tim were just nervous about what was going to happen tonight. "Man, we're in so much trouble when we get home," Andrew sighed. "I can't believe we called her a slut and told her to dress like one. I mean how disrespectful can you get ?" "Stop whining," Jimmy snapped, a little irritated. His brother had been complaining all day, nagging him about it. What was done was done and it couldn't be turned back, they'd just have to face the music. "Besides, you know as well as I do that you've got the hots for mom." "Oh and you don't ?" Jimmy didn't answer. Of course he had the hots for mom. She looked sensational and had the body of a cheerleader. Further more he liked the idea of having her as his personal slut. His mind had been absent from school all day thinking about it - picturing himself as he called her a whore and told her to suck his cock. Brad and Tim didn't speak at all. They were too nervous to speak, and besides, it wouldn't have made any difference. They had tried to convince Jimmy and Andrew that it was for real, but they still didn't believe it. Of course for Timmy and Brad it was easier to understand. They weren't old enough to know that women are usually not sluts; or at least they don't like to be called sluts even if they are. They weren't old enough to understand that it's wrong or immoral to have sex with your kids, and so for them it was easier to believe this was really happening. Deep down inside both Jimmy and Andrew hoped that it was true of course, but they just couldn't bring themselves to accept it yet. Not until they were absolutely sure anyway. The closer the boys got to their home the slower they started walking. No matter how slow they walked, though, the house was staring to get closer and closer and finally they were standing in the driveway. After a long, deep breath they stepped forward and entered.. Chapter 18 - Surprise package "Mom, we're home," Jimmy yelled, figuring it was best to get it over with. The boys all stared up the stairs as they heard their mother come down. Their jaws dropped as she slid down the stairs, walking like a tramp, crossing her feet over sideways with every stap, shaking her ass. The boys were drooling by the way she walked alone, not even by the way she was dressed, because that was something that went beyond drooling. That was something that almost made them pass out on the spot. Jimmy and Andrew recognized it as being latex, and it fit her body like a glove. She was wearing a short, a VERY short, black skirt, that ended about two inches under her pussy. The top she was wearing was actually a latex bra, leaving her tanned, slim waist exposed, as well as her shoulders, and through two little holes her brown nipples were standing out straight. The ensemble was finished by a pair of black latex gloves that reached over her elbows, and a pair of high heeled, latex, thigh-high boots that reach almost all the way up to her skirt. Her long hair hung down over her shoulders, adding an even bigger impact to the outfit. Her lips were painted a bright, but dark color red and she managed to create a stunning, yet extremely slutty look with her blue eyeshadow. And, did Jimmy see right ? It looked like she had no panties on under that skirt ! Jimmy thought he was gonna faint when he saw his mother's pussy hair peek back at his staring eyes. This was fucking incredible. Even the chick in the porn flicks he had watched with his friends last week at his friend Jake's place were no match for this hot fucking chick walking down the stairs. His cock was rock hard and felt like it could burst out if his jeans any second, splattering cum all over the ceiling ! "Oh my God I can see her pussy, Jimmy," Andrew whispered, nudging his big brother with his elbow. "I can see her fucking pussy, man !" "I know.. this is fucking incredible !" Jimmy was as excited as his brother was. Andrew couldn't keep his eyes of his mother's bush and Mary Jane noticed her staring sons as well as the obvious bulges in their pants. She could feel her cunt starting to leak again and knew it wouldn't be long before her pussyjuices would run down her thighs. The latex felt great, hugging her body like a second skin. She had spent almost an hour polishing it up to make it all shiny and she knew she looked absolutely sensational in it. Her big tits squeezed together, forming two almost perfectly round shapes in the tight, black, latex bra and as she walked she could feel the air brush against her exposed nipples and across her wet cunt. Never had she felt this exposed before, nor this sexy for that matter. She knew that, dressed like this, she could have gotten any man she wanted. She only wanted her sons though. She loved her boys to death and what she wanted to do most in the world was to be their alternative for masturbation. Their loveslave.. Their slut. She wanted her boys to use her in every way they wanted to, be it to get her off by eating her cunt and fucking her all night, or just to have her masturbate while their jerked off into her mouth, she didn't care, as long as her boys were happy and she got the sense of being controlled she had always unconsciously longed for. She took the last step and stood in front of her boys, at about 6 feet away. She put her hand on her hip, tilted her foot to the right and tapped it rhythmically on the floor. "So," she spoke in her most sensual voice, "what do you think boys ?" As she spoke she ran her other hand up from her belly over her tit, giving it a light squeeze before moving further up and gently biting on her finger. She knew she was driving the boys crazy, especially Jimmy and Andrew. Brad and Timmy were probably too little to understand what was happening, except for them staring at her tits and her perky, erect nipples sticking from the holes in her latex bra. "Do you think I would make a good slut now ?" ------------------------------- Chapter 19 - excellent "I... I.. I think you would make an excellent slut," Jimmy stammered. His mind was racing now. This all WAS for fucking real ! This was like a dream come true. He could do whatever he wanted to his mother, and best of all, he could call her slut and do all the nasty things the girls in school wouldn't let him. He had called Becky a slut while he was fucking her a few weeks ago and she slapped him in the face and threw him off her. He wondered if his mom would take his load in her mouth. None of his girlfriends had wanted to. They all said it was gross and disgusting. And now he had this beautiful, hot lady standing in front of him encouraging him to call her his slut and to use her however he wanted. This was, without a doubt, the best day of his life ! "You look sensational mom," he finally continued. "So I see," she smiled, glancing down at the bulge in his pants. Immediately he felt his face flush red and he covered his crotch with his hands. "It's true mom," Andrew added, "you look like a million bucks." "I thought you wanted me to look like a cheap slut ?" she smiled back. "Well, for a cheap slut, you look like a million dollars," Andrew smiled back. "Thank you dear. I am glad you boys like my outfit." She turned to the two youngsters, who still hadn't said a word. "And you two.. How do you like my outfit ?" Brad frowned. "well, it's... different.." "Different good or different bad ?" Brad shrugged. "I don't know.. Good I s'pose." "I like it too, mom," little Timmy said smiling up at his mother. "you look like those girls in Brad's magazines !" Now Brad blushed in embarassment. He poked his brother in the ribs. "Thank you Timmy, I will take that as a compliment." Mary Jane stepped back again, eyeing her boys. Clearly they were nervous - at least Jimmy and Andrew were - like she was, but she had gotten this far and wasn't about to back out now. It was too late for that anyway. She took a deep breath, knowing full well that what was about to happen would change their lives forever, and stepped up to Jimmy. "It's ok for you to touch me now, Jimmy. I'm yours." ----- Chapter 20 - Havin' a good time This was it, he though as he stepped forward a little to the side of his mother. He reached out and grabbed her right breast, molding it as he bent his head forward kissing her neck. He could feel her hard nipple poking his palm and the soft moan, coming from deep within her, told him she enjoyed his touch. She threw her head sideways, allowing her boy better access to her neck and shoulder, and she pushed her chest forward, feeding her tit into his hand. His fingers sought for her nipple and found it, pinching it, twisting it and pulling at it. He growled as he felt her breathing go faster, slowly turning into panting. Andrew stared at it, feeling the throbbing in his crotch, and stepped forward, to her other side. He placed his hand on her thigh, between where her boots ended and her skirt began, and slowly started to move upwards, creeping toward his mom's cunt. He bent down and wrapped his lips around her left nipple and as his fingers touched the fuzzy hair on her wet pussy, he sank his teeth lightly into her nipples. Mary Jane squirmed and widened her stance a little, forcing her way too short skirt to crawl up even further, to just above her mound, allowing Brad and Timmy a clear view of her mom's wet cunt as it was fondled by their brother. She slowly started to pump her hips back and forth, rubbing her pussy up against her sons hand. God, she was so horny. The feel of her two oldest sons rubbing and pinching and sucking her most intimate body parts was driving her wild with passion and lust. She just let it all engulf her, allowing her boys to guide her. Control her actions. Jimmy reared his head, grabbing her head and tilted it towards him and pressed his lips on to hers, forcing her mouth open with his tongue. She kissed him back greedily, licking her tongue around his and sucking it deep into her mouth. The two young'ns were still watching this, their little pricks hard, having no real idea what to do. It seemed that their mom was busy enough without them. Then brad saw an opening. He walked behind his mom and sat down on the ground. He lay his head in his neck and above him was his mothers dripping pussy. He remembered the taste of it and couldn't wait to get another taste, and so as his brother rubbed her clit, he buried his face between her lips and plunged his young but eager tongue into her hole. She was still humping back and forth as she felt something penetrating her. She had a feeling it was Brad, but couldn't be sure. She didn't care who it was, it felt great ! She hadn't felt such pleasure before, ever, and she didn't want it to ever end. Jimmy had take his lips off his mother's and now their tongues where wresting in mid air. His fingers were still playing with her nipple, making it more and more sensitive by the minute. "C'mere Timmy, you can lick her ass," Brad called to his brother, momentarily removing his tongue from her mother's cunt. He immediately placed it back though, as little Timmy walked up behind his mom and got on his knees. Mary Jane had of course heard Brad and decided to help. Her hands were still unattended to and so she flung them behind her, pulled her skirt up to her waist and pulled her asscheeks apart, exposing her asshole to her youngest son. At 10, little Timmy had know idea why he would lick his mommy's ass - or anyone's ass for that matter, but since his brother had said he should, and his mom seemed to be okay with it, he decided to do it. If only because he was a bit jealous of his brothers who got to be all over her. He looked at his mother's asshole up close and took a deep breath before sticking out his tongue and getting it between her asscheeks. A shiver went through Mary Jane's body as she felt Timmy's tongue licking her hole. She move her fingers closer to her asshole and pulled, opening her tight hole for her little boy. Timmy didn't hesitate. He pushed his tongue forward, reaming his mother. She felt her cuntjuices running down her legs, her nipples being pinched and sucked, her mouth being licked and her cunt getting rubbed and licked at the same time and she felt an orgasm building up deep down. She moaned and panted uncontrollably while her boys were building her up to her biggest orgasm ever. She couldn't believe she was still able to stand up, her legs were trembling so bad. It must have been her boys, holding her up. Then it hit her. She climaxed with a loud moan, followed by several shorter, softer ones as her body spasmed and every muscle in her body flexed itself. Her knees gave way and Brad got out from under her just a split second before she sank through her knees, unable to control her muscles and without the strength to stay on her feet. The boys stepped back as their mom sat on the floor, convulsing, shaking and moaning as the effects of her orgasm subsided. Brad and Jimmy smiled at each other, knowing how bad their mom just came, and Brad knew she was feeling good, just like the other night when he had eaten her out like that and Timmy thought back of the night she had humped his leg. She had been shaking then too, but not nearly as bad as now. He hoped she was alright.. When she finally stopped shaking, she looked up at her boys and smiled at them. Timmy felt better right away.. It was like before except now she wasn't gonna yell at him. Jimmy looked down at his mother. She was on her knees and her latex skirt was around her waist. Her cunt still dripping, forming a small puddle on the floor. Her thighs were dripping wet as well and her left tit had a glob of Andrew's drool dangling from it. "God, you really are a fucking slut," Jimmy finally hissed at her. "Hey man, relax, she's still mom.." Andrew said, giving his brother an angry look. But when Jimmy saw his mother like that, knowing what had just happened, he knew he could no longer respect her and as good as he had felt when they started, he now felt nothing but disgust for her. Mary Jane looked up at her son, and saw his disgust and knew she had made a big mistake. She wanted to be their slut, but she never intended to lose their respect for her. When he called her a slut before, it was part of the sex, and not really meant the way it sounded, but now it sounded quite different coming from him. The tone of his voice told it all, spelled it out to her. Jimmy's respect was gone for good and she felt tears welling up in her eyes again. "That's right mom, you are a slut," Andrew jumped in, kneeling down and hugging her, "but your still our mom.." She wrapped her arms around her boy, knowing everything would be fine with him, and when Brad and Timmy joined in for a group hug, she knew they would be fine too and that took some of the pain away. She closed her eyes as they sat there like that for a few minutes, hoping Jimmy would join them, but he didn't. Finally he spoke. "hey slut," he hissed at her. She lifted her head up and opened her eyes just as a glob of Jimmy's cum spurted from his cock. It hit her right on the nose, dripping down leaving a string of sperm dangling from it. Jimmy had been jerking off while she was hugging her boys and now he was unloading in her face, humiliating her with his grin. "Open.." he hissed as the second spurt hit her on the lips. The size of his cock amazed her though.. It was thick and long, about 8 inches and considering he was still growing, it would turn into a monster in a few years. She didn't know why, but she obeyed her son, opening her mouth wide just in time to catch the third squirt. Jimmy moved closer, still jerking his cock, putting just the head of his cock into her mouth. She felt another squirt hitting the back of her throat and as her son jerked off in her mouth, she started to get that feeling again. That burning sensation way down in her belly. God she was actually enjoying this ! "Don't you dare swallow, you slut," he panted as he shot a few more loads into her mouth before his balls were finally empty. His brothers said nothing, but just watched in amazement as they saw their brother now pushing his cock into her mouth. He pushed it in deep and then started to pump his cock in and out. Thick globs of sperm squirted from the sides of her mouth, dripping down her chin. The string of cum that was hanging from her nose now formed a string between her nose and the shaft of his cock, moving back and forth and he force-fed her his now sperm-covered dick. Mary Jane knew she should be shocked - she didn't wanna be humiliated like this, she thought - but she wasn't. She was loving it. She could feel his cock throbbing way back in her throat. She loved the taste of his cum and the warmth of it where it covered her face, and she found herself licking her tongue around his shaft as he face-fucked her. She was a little amazed that his cock hadn't limped after he came, but she wasn't complaining. She loved the feel of his cock between her lips, although she was still a little worried about his feelings toward her. He was fucking her face like crazy, using her like his slut like she had wanted, but maybe he was taking it a little too far. She'd worry about that later though. Right now she was trying to focus on the job at hand: Sucking another load out of her young boys' balls. His balls were banging her chin as he fucked her face faster and faster. His sperm was still dribbling down her chin and half her mouth was still full of it, obeying his blatant order not to swallow. Andrew, Brad and Timmy still stood there, observing in silence their mother being use by their older brother. "Jimmy, lighten up a bit man, you're hurting her," Andrew came forward. "Shut up," Jimmy panted, never missing a stroke, "I'm givin' it to her like she wanted us to." "Yeah, but you could go a little slower," Andrew insisted, "I mean.." "Fuck slower !" Jimmy hissed at his brother. "This cunt wanted it and now she's getting it. You just shut the fuck up." Andrew didn't give up. "I'm telling you, you are hurting her !" Jimmy paused and looked at his brother, then back at the slut beneath him. He pulled out his cock and held it in front of her sperm covered face. "Am I hurting you, slut ?" Mary Jane glanced up at her boy. It hadn't hurt.. Well, maybe a little, but she could handle it. She shook her head. "I didn't hear you, slut !" She tried to speak while not swallowing. The result was that her son's cum spewed from her lips and a big glob drooled from her mouth as she answered her boy. "No," she mumbled as best she could, then added "please fuck my mouth some more.." With that last line she surprised herself. His cock had felt so damn good pumping her face that she had to have more of it. Her cunt was burning, her nipples hard as marbles and her mouth was hungry for more. Jimmy smiled down at her at pushed forward again. His slut greedily opened her lips and sucked his rigid cock back in. "See ?" he turned to his brother, "told you she wanted it." Andrew stood there with his mouth open for awhile. Then his urges took the better of him. Hell if his brother was gettin' some, he sure as hell wasn't gonna miss out ! He smiled back at his brother with newfound enthusiasm. "Yeah, I see," he replied as he took off his pants, "well, in that case, I'm gonna fuck her juicy cunt." "Be my guest," Jimmy grinned, grabbing the slut by the hair and fucking her harder. Andrew kneeled behind his mom, his thin cock standing straight ahead, and aimed at his mom's gushing cunt. "Spread your knees, slut," he ordered her with a smack on the ass. This was one of the times the pictures and stories in those magazines were proving to be quite educational. She obeyed, spreading her knees apart to allow her son better access. God she wanted to feel his cock inside her so bad she would beg him, if her mouth hadn't been filled with Jimmy's cock. Brad and Timmy were still watching, not sure whether to join in or not - not even quite sure how they felt about all this. They were confused - Timmy more so than Brad. "Come on you guys," Jimmy said as he glanced over to them, seeing the question-marks in their eyes. "Why don't you jerk off on her ? I'm sure she wants you to, don't you slut ?" Mary Anne nodded furiously. That was all the encouragement they needed. If their mom wanted it, they would make her happy and do it. Quickly the boys stripped, being observed by their mom through the corned or her eyes. She was so focussed on her two babies, that she had forgotten about Andrew sitting behind her and she moaned as he pushed his cock into her without warning and started fucking her. Brad and Timmy were naked now and each took place on either side of her face and started to jerk off at the sight of their mother getting fucked both ends by their brothers. Andrew was fucking her furiously. He grabbed her hips and pulled her into him with every thrust and she moaned around Jimmy's cock every single time. "God what a great cunt mom !" He panted. She smiled inside both for his compliment and for his fucking skills. In a way she felt dirtier and sluttier and more disgusted with herself than ever before, but she was also proud of herself for giving her boys what they wanted. She loved her boys and she was just showing them how much. Of course deep down she knew that that was just an excuse to blind her to the fact that what she was doing was wrong, immoral and sick - not to mention very, very illegal, as well as driving out the thought that she was doing this for her own deranged pleasures more than anyone else's - including her sons. It only took Andrew a few minutes to reach his orgasm. He bucked and pounded as hard as he could, driving himself all the way up her cunthole, spewing his young semen into her womb. Jimmy shot another load into his mom's mouth just as Andrew spilled his final drops. "Now swallow you cunt," he hissed at her, panting, breathing heavily, sweating like a pig, pulling his cock from her mouth. She held her lips tightly around it, cleaning his cock as is pulled back, then tilted her head back and slowly, savoring the taste, swallowed her son's two loads. "Oh God, mom, I'm gonna cum !" Brad whispered as he jerked off beside her face. She turned to him and opened her mouth, preparing to receive another load of cum. The boys jerked and spasmed as he shot his little load in his mothers face and mouth. Her face was glazed with sperm, like a facial mask, and as she felt Andrew pulling out of her cunt she turned to her youngest. She wrapped her lips around his small but erect penis and sucked and licked on his cockhead. The boy moaned and groaned as he started to cum and Mary Jane felt something shooting in her mouth that did not feel like cum at all. It was wetter... warmer. And it tasted different, too. It was bitter. Then it dawned on her. The boy was too young to have sperm, but the jerking off had stimulated his cock in a different sort of way. She remembered her husband had told her once that, when he used to jerk off as a child, when he came, piss would come out instead of sperm. That was what was happening ! Her young boy was pissing in her mouth ! A shiver went through her body and before Mary Jane realized what was happening she was cumming. The sheer nastiness of it all go the better of her and she orgasmed in arrhythmic spasms as she drank her son's piss. Finally the orgy had ended and the boys fell down on the couch, relaxing from this tiring experience. "We're done with you now, slut," Jimmy said to his mom. "Go wash up, you're a fucking mess !" She immediately got back on her feet and started to walk up the stairs. Her jaws were aching a little, but she was more satisfied than ever before. Then she felt it. She hadn't really thought about it when it happened, but as she now felt Andrew's sperm dripping from her cunt and running down her leg it dawned on her.. She could get pregnant ! ----- Chapter 21 - Clean and Worried Goddammit ! How could she have been so careless ? So stupid !? She could get pregnant, for God's sake, and if she did, surely the neighbors would have their suspicions. It's not like she ever dated or anything, so how could she be pregnant ? First thing in the morning she would see her doctor and get on the pill. Maybe there was no harm done this time. God, she hoped not. She put her clothes in the hamper and stepped into the shower. The water was nice and warm already and the feel of it on her skin made her relax a bit. Sperm was still covering her face, as well as running down her legs, but soon she would be clean again. Clean to make dinner. As the water ran down her legs it washed away Andrew's cum, and after that she slowly slid her face into the stream of water, feeling the sperm wash away. She should have stopped Andrew from cummin' inside her. Should have told him to cum in her face or on her ass or wherever, but she hadn't thought about it at the time. And even if she had remembered, she wouldn't have been able to say anything anyway. Not with Jimmy's cock pounding away in her throat. Her jaw still hurt a little from it. She hadn't sucked cock in a long time and she figured her jaw must've been a little rusty in that department. Soon she would be able to suck for half an hour again, like her husband had made her do sometimes. Before he left her that is, and usually after he beat the crap out of her. It was his way to make up for it. He'd hit her a few times, say he was sorry and let her suck his cock. He was so sensitive. Maybe it was because of him that she developed this submissive behavior, maybe it had been inside of her all along, she really didn't know. She knew though, that it was never this good with her husband, and she never liked being in his control. Maybe that was because he used to beat her. Again she didn't know. She hated the beatings.. The sex was usually good with him though, but somehow it was never actually great, because of those beatings. A little control okay, but she didn't care much about being punched in the guts or face. Now it was different though. She was submissive again and enjoying it. She knew her boys would never hit her or kick her and she knew they loved her. Well, maybe Jimmy was the exception there. She had seen the look in his eyes. A look of utter disgust. She shivered as she saw that picture pop up in her mind. Had she lost his respect forever ? Or would he eventually come around ? She'd just have to wait and see. It was far too late to turn back now, and - quite frankly - even if she could, she didn't want to. She stood there for awhile, bathing in the hot stream of water, before she finally stepped out of the shower, dried off and got dressed, ready to prepare dinner. ----- Chapter 22 - Boys talk As their mother walked up the stairs, sperm dripping from her cunt and face, the boys watched her - still panting and sweating over what had happened. "You were right man," Andrew turned to his brother. "She is a fucking slut !" Jimmy laughed. "Told you she was. She was practically begging me to fuck her face some more !" "Oh man, you should've felt her pussy !" Andrew boasted. "It was soaked !" "I will soon enough.. Gonna fuck her up the shitter as well." "Me first Jimmy !" "Sorry bro," Jimmy grinned, "I get first dibs on that one. Next time you fuck her face !" "SHUT UP !" little Timmy suddenly screamed. "shut up okay, you shouldn't talk about mom like that, it's not right !" And with that he hurried off up the stairs. The brothers could hear him slamming his bedroom door. "What's his problem ?" Andrew turned to Brad. He shrugged. "I don't know. I mean mom WANTS us to do this doesn't she ?" "She said so," Andrew reassured his brother. "Are you okay with it ?" "Sure," he answered. "If mom is okay with it, then so am I." "So did you like what we just did ?" Jimmy asked. Now it was Brad's turn to grin. "You bet ! Mom's really hot !" Andrew and Jimmy both smiled. "Yeah, she sure is." Andrew answered. "She's a fucking slut and she's all ours!" ------ Chapter 23 - night falls The house was quiet. It usually was this time of night. The grandfather's clock downstairs had just struck two and everyone was asleep. Everyone except Jimmy. He couldn't sleep. Not tonight anyway. He was still thinking about how his brothers had been talking about mom, and he couldn't believe that that was really how she wanted them to talk about her. Luckily nothing had happened during dinner or afterwards. They had just eaten, no sex, nothing and he was glad about that. In a way. He had discovered a lot of new feelings today and he had liked those, but he just couldn't bare to watch or listen to his brothers going at his mom like that. At dinner Jimmy and Andrew had kept talking disrespectfully to her. "Slut, pass me the salt", "Slut, pass me the milk", "can you still taste my sperm you slut ?" He just couldn't understand why they'd speak to her like that and what was even weirder, she didn't even punish them for it. As he thought back a little further to when they were all having a go at her earlier, his mind drifted away from his anger at his brothers. He remembered how her tits looked in that latex bra with the holes in them. How she had moaned and groaned when he had licked her asshole. How she had her mouth around his penis when he peed and drank it all, and he couldn't help but get a hardon again. He began stroking himself slowly as he relived the events of that day. Mom was so beautiful, even compared to the women in Brad's magazine, and he already thought they looked very beautiful. As he continued his strain of thought, he got more and more aroused. His hand moving faster and faster up and down his little pecker. Finally he just couldn't take it anymore. He pulled up his underwear - which left his dick sticking out at the top - threw the covers aside and stepped out of bed. Slowly and silently - so as not to wake Brad - he moved to the door, carefully opened it and shut it behind him even more carefully, before he proceeded down the hall to his mother's bedroom. Carefully he opened her bedroom door and walk over to her bed. He watched her as she slept, breathing peacefully. She lay on her back, her head tilted to the side - facing him, and her blanket only barely covered her breasts as her chest moved up and down with every breath. ---------- Chapter 24 - Mom's night Mary Jane went to bed a little after midnight, in her mind still worrying about the risk of pregnancy, but more so lingering in the afterthoughts of today's events. In a way she couldn't believe she went this far this soon, but she was glad she did. Today had been the most intense day of her life. She still wasn't particularly proud of the fact that she had fucked her sons. In her mind she knew it was wrong, and if anyone ever found out she could get into a whole lot of trouble, but now that she had gone this far and had a taste of newfound lust, she didn't ever want to give this up. She felt a new woman, in sync with her feelings and emotions, and opening herself up to her innermost desires and if felt great. Even in her marriage she had craved sex. Heck, even as a teenage girl she loved the feel of a good hard cock between her thighs. And now she had one. Hell, she had four ! She got in bed, decided to not wear her nightgown. She had a hunger deep insider her that had to be fed, and she was going to feed it. Running her fingers over her torso she drew circles around her nipples, pinching them like Jimmy had done earlier. Twisting them and rolling them between her fingers. Never had she felt so complete as this afternoon, when she had her four boys exploring every inch of her sexuality, and the thought of it was making her pussy drip again. Slowly her hand slid down to her bush as she lightly stroked the smooth layer of hair that kept her pussylips warm. Her fingers still sliding down, she found her wet spot and ran her finger inside of her and up through her slit, spreading her juices around. A moan escaped her when her finger brushed against her clit and as she pictured herself in the orgy earlier on, as if she was out of her body and observing, she masturbated until she finally shook and trembled in a delightful orgasm. She smoked another Camel afterwards and finally she had fallen asleep, dreaming of her four boys, their cocks and her pussy. The smile on her face was one of complete satisfaction. ------- Chapter 25 - Timmy and Mom Timmy pulled back the covers, exposing her body as he rolled them down to her feet, and stared at her again. She hadn't awoken so now he was left staring at her breasts as they moved up and down in sync with her breathing. The nipples were hard and sticking out like they had when he and Brad had touched them the other night. Her stomach was flat and muscular and with her legs slightly spread he could see her sweet pussy. His hand went down and his fist grabbed his little dick as he started to jerk off again. His free hand moved carefully and slowly to his mother's nipples and rubbed them gently, barely touching them. She moaned in her sleep and Timmy figured she enjoyed what he was doing, even if she was sleeping. He took a step closer, towards her beautiful face, and held his little cock in front of her mouth as he continued to masturbate. His fingers were now pinching her nipples ever so gently, still trying to get himself off without waking her up. His breathing got heavier and her moans more frequent and he slowly pushed the tip of his cock against his mother's lips. In a reflex, her mouth opened slightly, still not waking up, and the head of his cock entered her mouth. He could feel her breath on his balls and shaft. His jerking slowed down a little, trying not to hit his mother in the mouth with his fist. He jerked as the tip of his cock hit her tongue. He moaned as he felt her tongue lapping his pisshole in her sleep, and he tightened his grip around both his cock and her nipple and as he did she opened her eyes and stared at her young boy as he jerked himself off in her mouth. She didn't pull back but instead started to bob her head back and forth, sucking on his cock. "Oh mom !" the boy gasped. "suck it mom." She had been dreaming about sucking cock and when she woke up and found her son's cock in her mouth, she was ready for it and started to suck. Her pussy had that burning sensation again, both because of her dream and the fact that her youngest son had his cock in her mouth, and she was slowly starting to stroke it again as she blew her little boy. "Suck it harder," he encouraged her. Even the little boy was at the mercy of his lust now and although he knew he could never call her names like his brothers had, he had no problem telling exactly what he wanted. After all, that was what she wanted him to do anyway. With his words she felt a tingle going through her body. Her ten year old son was all but ordering her to suck his cock, and she loved being in his control. She sucked harder, pushing her lips down firmly around his cock. Her cheeks caved in as she created a vacuum in her mouth, sucking as hard as she could while continuing to lick his pisshole with her tongue. She knew her boy couldn't produce any sperm and would probably piss in her mouth again, like he did this afternoon, but she didn't care. The taste hadn't been all that bad and it was probably one of the most exciting - and nasty - things she had ever done. Quite frankly she could hardly wait to taste it again. Roughly she shoved two fingers up her cunt as her free hand started to massage her son's balls through his underpants and finally, as she continued to suck and lick his young cock, she felt a warm stream of his piss fill her mouth. Her fingers slid out of her warm, wet cunthole and moved up to her clit, rubbing it frantically, working herself to yet another quick but explosive orgasm. She swallowed as fast as she could, but there was just too much, and so a stream of her young boy's piss squirted from the corners of her mouth and ran down her cheek. Finally Timmy pulled his cock from his mother's mouth and kneeled down beside her. "I love you mom," the boy spoke tenderly. Mary Jane felt tears flowing into her eyes at her son's gentle words. She leaned upon her elbow, raised herself up and kissed the her son on the lips. "I love you too Timmy," she said with a loving smile. "So what do you want to do now ?" ----- Chapter 26 - Kinky Jimmy The boy looked down at his smiling mother, thinking about what she had just asked him. What did he want to do now ? He didn't really know. What could you do with a woman ? Especially if she was your mother ! Mary Jane finally made up his mind for him, seeing he had no idea what to do. She turned herself away from him, her pussy facing him, and spread her legs wide. Her fingers trailed in between her wet cuntlips as she begin to rotate her hips. "Why don't you fuck me, baby ?" she said teasingly as she brought her, now wet, fingers to her mouth and sensually and provocatively started to lick them. "Would you like that ? Would you like to fuck your mommy, Timmy ?" The boy didn't speak - just nodded, his eyes glued to her pussy. "Then come here," she whispered, reaching out to him with both hands. His little cock was still hard and leading the way as he moved towards her. "Now come and lie on top of me." The boy slowly kneeled down on the bed between her legs and lowered himself onto his mother. He could feel her pussy hair rubbing against his young prick and it made him shiver a little. His mother wrapped her arms around him, hugging him close, and whispered softly urged him to relax. She slid her hand in between them and gently took his cock in her hands, guiding it to her entrance and the boy moaned as he felt his penis enter the warm wet inside of his mothers pussy. His penis wasn't very big yet, only about 5 inches long and very thin, but she enjoyed it nonetheless - if only because of the look of ecstasy on his face. She loved him so much, and right now her own pleasure had to take second place to that of her virgin boy. "Now push," she whispered in his ear. Timmy pushed his hips forward slowly, until he couldn't push any further. His tiny ballsack was resting against her asscheeks. "God mom," the boy panted, "this feels great.." She smiled to herself, pleased that he enjoyed it. "Now just pump honey," she instructed, "move your hips and pump your cock in and out of mommy's cunt." Timmy slowly started to move his hips, pulling and pushing his little cock in and out of her wet pussy, thoroughly enjoying the feeling. "Fuck me harder baby," she urged her boy, aching for a good, hard fuck. Timmy started to fuck her as fast as he could and before too long he felt that weird, but great sensation in his belly again and he orgasmed with a loud moan, sending a small squirt of his warm piss into her cunt, then slid out of her. Mary Jane was a little disappointed. As good as that warm stream had felt inside her, she had hoped for more than just a few drops. She wasn't satisfied and hadn't cum and she knew she'd have to masturbate to get off. Unless... "Was that ok, mommy ?" little Timmy asked. "Did I do good ?" She smiled at her boy. "You were fantastic honey." She meant it too. For a ten year old boy he had fucked her pretty good, but because of his age she knew it would be impossible for him to really please her by fucking her. She had another idea though. "Now baby," she started, "why don't you stick your fingers in my pussy ?" She spread her legs even wider. "Sure," he smiled. If that's what his mother wanted than that is what she would have. He got down on his knees on the floor and ran his fingers through her pussyhair. She moaned as he touched her clit. The little boy stuck out his finger and found her hole, pushing it in. Remembering how he had fucked her, he started to pump his little finger in and out of her pussy. "More baby," Mary Jane gasped. "more fingers.. Please fuck your mommy with more fingers !" The boy complied, and added two more fingers. Now his middle three fingers were fucking her cunt, pumping in and out, and the boy watched closely as he saw her pussylips stretch around his fingers every time he pulled out. Mary Jane still wanted more though. She wanted to feel his entire hand up her cunt. She wanted to feel filled and she needed something big stretching her cuntlips. "Do it Timmy !" she hissed at him. "Stick your whole hand up your mommy's cunt." The boy looked up at her, not believing what he was hearing. Was that even possible ? "But mom.." he started. "Just do it Timmy.. Fistfuck your mother. Shove your hand up my cunt !" He shrugged his shoulders. "okay," he said, as if it would be her own fault if he would hurt her. He pulled his fingers out slowly and added the remaining two before pushing forward again. His fingers slid in quite easily, until he reached his knuckles. He started pumping again, figuring his hand would not go in further. He had no idea how deep a pussy was, but he figured this was as deep as it could possibly go. He was pretty amazed when his mom pushed her hips down furiously and actively forced herself down on his hand. He stared in amazement and he watched his arm. It stopped at his wrist. That was where her pussy began anyway. He had his entire hand up her cunt ! He couldn't believe it, but he thought it was pretty cool ! Mary Jane was in total ecstasy. Completely filled with her sons hand she started to thrust herself onto it, forcing it even deeper inside her as he slowly started to fistfuck her. Her fingers moved down and she began rubbing her clit furiously. She was moaning loudly now and bucking her hips on his hand. "Ahh ohhhh, yess ! Ram your fist up my fucking cunt !" He had been fisting his mother for a few minutes when he finally felt her cunt contracting around his wrist. She started to buck and spasm again and he knew she was having that really good feeling again, so he slowly pulled his hand out of her. Her gaping cunt was dripping with her juices and his hand was all wet and slimy. He watched his mother cum for a minute until she finally relaxed and lay back on the bed, gasping for air. She looked down at her boy and smiled. She tapped her hand on the bed, urging him to come and sit beside her and he did. "Thank you son," she smiled at him. "That was wonderful." She put her hand in his neck, pulled him down and kissed him long and hard. "I love you," she whispered as she pulled away. "I love you too mom," he smiled back at her. "Now go get some sleep, ok ? I need my beauty sleep you know ?!" He laughed. "You don't need a beauty sleep mom.. You are beautiful enough for me." With that he kissed her cheek and walked out of the room, leaving his mother in the bed, crying at her sons words.. ---- Chapter 27 - The very next day Mary Jane had just made breakfast. Some eggs, toast and jam and of course a nice big glass of milk for each of her boys. "Mornin' mom," she hear Andrew's voice behind her. She turned around and smiled at him. "Good morning Andrew," she answered a bit uncomfortable. She remembered that he was the one that came inside her yesterday, and he was the reason she had to go get the pill today. Of course she would have to keep an eye on herself. She might be pregnant already, and if she was she had a lot of thinking to do. Andrew walked up to his mom and kissed her. Her boys had always kissed her in the morning, but never before like this. She squirmed as she felt his lips press onto hers and she knew that, should he offer to fuck her - or even just grab her and fuck her without asking - or whatever, she would do it, but luckily he didn't. He'd be late for school and that couldn't happen really. School was important and she never let them skip class for no reason. And skipping school because you wanted to fuck your mom wasn't exactly a valid reason, now was it ? After a few moments he pulled back and smiled at her, then sat down at the table. "Did you sleep well ?" he asked. She nodded. "Like a baby." "No regrets or second thoughts ?" His concern for her feelings touched her. "none whatsoever," she replied. "Good," he grinned at her. "because I really don't want this to ever end." "Neither do I," she reassured him. She decided not to tell him about her getting the pill. He might figure things out and worry about his mom being pregnant with his own baby. It was bad enough that she had to worry about it herself, and she didn't want to put such a burden on her young boys. As soon as they left for school today she would go to the doctor and get the prescription, and then she would just hope for the best. "'Morning mom," her three other boys said as they entered the kitchen together. They all kissed her and they all kissed her on the lips. This time she just felt warm inside. Jimmy had called her 'mom' as well, instead of the degrading 'slut'. She considered that to be a good sign. She might have overreacted before, thinking she had lost his respect forever, and she felt more confident about everything now. Jimmy was the last one to kiss her and the only one to use tongue, but that was okay. She gladly accepted his tongue in her mouth and she kissed him back passionately, feeling his hands on her ass as he pushed his hips forward, dry- fucking her. She could feel his hard cock press up against her crotch and she felt her knees go weak. For a minute she was afraid he would fuck her, but he just pulled back after a minute or so and sat down with his brothers. "Later mom," he said as if he had read her mind. "Don't want to be late for school." She smiled at him. "Yeah.. Later." ----- Chapter 28 - The boys agree The boys didn't go to school. They had decided the evening before that they would go to the park and discuss things. How things would continue around the house, and most of all, how they would behave towards their mother. Her turning into an incestuous slut had come as a complete surprise. Just a few days ago she was a simple housemother, not she was their sex toy, and as much as they liked the idea, they had to talk about it. Yesterday was the first day the boys had ever done a thing like that together and although it had been a memorable experience, they didn't feel quite comfortable doing stuff like that around their brothers. Even Jimmy, who seemed to be 'into it' most of all had felt a little awkward doing it to his mom with his brothers there watching. His sexual urges had gotten the better of him though, so he had lost his feeling of embarrassment and he fucked the hell out of her mouth, but he wasn't quite sure he could do that again. At least not until he knew his brothers were okay with it. A little fooling around he could handle, like this morning when he rubbed himself against her, but he had to be sure that him actually using his mom like the slut she apparently wanted to be would not harm his relationship with his brothers. The four of them had been close and he had to be sure that that bond between them would not be broken. So they agreed to cut class and go to the park today. They sat on a park bench and Jimmy was the first one to speak. "Listen," he started, "I just need to know if you guys are okay with what is happening with mom and all." He turned to Brad and Timmy; "Especially you guys. You got pretty upset yesterday." "Well," Timmy replied, "you were pretty mean to her. Calling her names and all." "Yeah, I know. But that is what she wants isn't it ?" "Oh come on," Andrew kicked in, "something snapped with you yesterday. You weren't doing it for moms sake." Jimmy sighed. He knew his brother was right. "Alright," he said, raising his hands apologetically, "I snapped yesterday. I mean after we started she just looked like a two dollar whore and I got upset. I mean I like the idea of her being our slut, but I'm afraid of losing our mom in the process." "That won't happen Jimmy," said Andrew, "you know she loves us and she always will. I called her a slut too, but when you said it, it sounded like you hated her guts." "I know. I thought about that most of the night and I know I was an idiot for thinking that, but at the time I did. Now the thought of her being our slut really excites me, you know ?" "I know," Andrew said. "Me too," Brad and Timmy added. Jimmy smiled at little Timmy. "I know you do Timmy.. I heard you and mom last night, and it sounded like you were having a ton of fun." Timmy blushed. "How much did you hear ?" "Everything. But don't worry, it's ok. I just want you guys to know that the next time, no matter what I call mom, I still love her and she will always be mom to me. Are you ok with that ?" His three brothers nodded in agreement. "As long as you don't mind me just calling her mom," Timmy added. Jimmy smiled at his little brother. "Can we all agree to call mom whatever we want to call her and do whatever we want to do to her without the others getting mad or upset or anything ?" "Sure Jimmy," Andrew said with a grin, "there is enough of mom for all of us, right ? And if she likes it, why should we argue about it ?" "Exactly. So does everyone agree ?" The all nodded and agreed, and with that, their meeting had come to an end. ------- Chapter 29 - Jimmy and Mary Jane Jimmy had decided to go straight home and tell his mom they hadn't gone to school today, and instead had discussed amongst themselves how they felt about the situation. Maybe she'd get mad, but he was willing to take his chances. She would find out sooner or later anyway. His brothers had gone off to the mall and hang out for a while, and so he had walked home by himself, left alone with his thoughts about himself and his mom, and - most prominently - his cock buried in every hole she had. He walked faster with every step, his cock growing harder by the minute, and when he finally reached the front porch of their house, he was out of breath. He leaned against the door catching his breath. >From within the house he heard the vacuum-cleaner buzzing away and he >grinned to himself. Mary Jane never heard her son come in, nor had she noticed him sneaking up behind her. She was too busy vacuuming and was facing the opposite direction, humming to herself. She had gotten back home about an hour ago, and now she was humming contently. She got the pill and as of now she needn't worry about getting pregnant. Of course she still could be pregnant already, but she figured that the chance of that was fairly slim. She had decided not to worry about it for now. Her period was due next week and she figured she'd start worrying if she missed it. Jimmy crept up behind her slowly, watching her ass wiggle in her tight jeans, again grinning as her drew closer and closer. His hands moved passed her sides slowly and lingered for a moment, careful not to touch her just yet. He moved his hands in front of her massive, firm tits, forming cups with his palms and slowly I pulled back, capturing her bosom and pulling her against him as he pressed his crotch up against her ass. "Hi mom," he grinned as he touched her. Mary Jane jumped up at his touch. She jumped away and turned around swiftly, her eyes wide. "Jimmy, what the fuck ! You scared the shit out of me !!" Jimmy laughed as he saw the bewildered look on his mothers face. She was shaking like a leaf but slowly her angry and startled face turned into a smiling one. She walked up to him and playfully hit him over the head. "You asshole, you could have killed me !" Jimmy was still laughing and Mary Jane couldn't help but start to giggle herself as she thought of how her face must've looked. Soon they we're both laughing. "Jeez, mom, you should've seen the look on your face !" Jimmy managed to get out between laughs. Finally after a few minutes they began to calm down a little, and Jimmy told his mom about what happened today and why they had skipped school. "I understand Jimmy," she said after listening to his story, "It was probably a good idea to talk it over between yourselves. Frankly I was a bit worried about you myself. I thought you might've lost respect for me yesterday." He nodded. "I think for a moment I did," he admitted, "but it was just happening so fast. I just didn't know how to handle it, but now I do." She smiled at him and ran her fingers across his cheek and tenderly kissed him on the lips. "I'm glad Jimmy," she said, "I won't jump to any conclusions again, no matter what you do or say to me. Just remember I am yours to do with as you please, as long as you never forget that I am your mother and you still have to answer to me if you screw up." He nodded. He understood what she was saying, and having her confirm her wants once again made him feel more sure of himself. Less afraid to use his mom, fuck her and make her suck him and anything else he wanted to do to her. And WITH her. "I know mom.. I love you." She felt her eyes water when she heard her boy say that, and she hugged him tightly. He hugged his mom back. "So you're sure you want to be dominated by me ?" He whispered into her ear. She nodded against his face. "Sexually, yes." Came her reply. "Why ? Do you have something in mind ?" 'Oh, yes,' he thought to himself, smirking, 'oh yes indeed !' "Perhaps," he said as he broke their hug and looked her in the eyes. Mary Jane felt her face flush and a tingle went through her pussy and up her spine. She knew Jimmy was more than likely not only the most experienced of her sons, but also the most kinky, most dominant and possibly most perverted. She wondered what it was he wanted her to do, or what he wanted to do to her. In any case, she was ready for whatever his sick little mind could think up, and she was more than willing to cater his every need right now. Her pussy had started to drip again and she could feel her panties get wet. She could just picture him on top of her, fucking her brains out, and that picture was driving her into a horny frenzy. Her nipples were hardening and were quite visibly poking through her thin white shirt that said "I survived my ex-husband and all I got was this lousy t-shirt" - a present her sister Ginger got her when her husband finally upped and left her. "So exactly what do you have in mind, Jimmy ?" Jimmy's look sterned as he spoke. "You may start by calling me Sir, you little slut." ------ Chapter 30 - Submission Mary Jane's eyes twinkled at her sons words. It shocked her a bit at first, but it also made her cunt tingle in a way it never had before. Of course she should call him Sir, if she was to truly be submissive. "Yes sir, I'm sorry sir." She said with a sparkle in her eyes. Jimmy saw it and knew she was his. "That's better," he said, "now for some ground rules." She looked at him. Ground rules ? What did he mean ? "Sir ?" She asked, remembering to address her son properly. "You heard me. I have thought up a little dress code for you to follow." Actually he hadn't thought anything up yet, but he figured he would make it up right there on the spot. "First of all, from now on you will only wear short skirts and pumps. You will not wear a bra and you will not wear panties, unless you are instructed to do so. Do you understand ?" She nodded. "I didn't hear you.." "Yes sir," she whispered as she lowered her head. "Should I go change now ?" "No, when I'm done with you, you can change. Now I want you to take off your clothes." "Yes sir," she said obediently as she pulled her shirt up over her head. "No !" Jimmy said harshly, correcting his bitch. She dropped her shirt down again and looked at him. "Do it slowly. I will sit and watch you." Jimmy sat down on the chair and unzipped his pants, letting his boner jump out of his fly. Mary Jane looked at it and she actually started watering from the mouth. "Go on slut," Jimmy emphasized his order. "Do it." Slowly she hooked her fingers under her shirt and moved her body like a snake, arching her back and gyrating her hips as she slowly pulled it over her head. Her tits were shaking and bouncing in their captivating prison. Her hands moved over her bra, rubbing her tits and cupping them - squeezing them a little. Jimmy had grabbed his cock and was slowly jerking himself off at the sight of his mother doing a hot strip act right in front of him. Her hands moved down and unbuttoned her jeans. She turned away from her boy and bent over, rotating and pumping her hips as she dropped them to her ankles. Slowly she slid onto her back and lifted her legs up to her chest and removed her pants completely. As soon as they were safely gone she spread her legs apart widely and rubbed herself over her panties, massaging her clit as she sought eye contact with her horny teenage son. She knew she was driving him crazy, but that was the whole idea, so she licked her lips at him. "Yeah slut," Jimmy panted - still jerking his cock slowly so he wouldn’t cum to quickly, "take it all off and masturbate for me." Pulling her legs up again she pulled off her panties and tossed them on the floor. "No slut," Jimmy interrupted her, "lick them.. Lick the crotch and taste your own wet sloppy cunt." He was right, she thought. Her cunt was wet and sloppy and this rather kinky request had made it even wetter. This was what true sluts did, she figured, and she was more than happy to oblige her son - her master actually - in his request. She sat up on her knees, spreading them wide apart and leaned forward to her boy as she grabbed her wet panties and brought them to her face. The smell made her head spin and her pussy ache, and hungrily she attacked her used underwear, lapping her tongue at the crotch. She moaned as she licked and anyone would think she was dying of thirst the way she was lapping her cuntjuices off her panties. She was thoroughly enjoying her own taste and the nastyness of what she was doing and she licked her stained crotch like there was no tomorrow, moaning loudly while keeping eye-contact with her son. "Yeah, lick it," he panted, "and pull out your tits. I wanna look at those fucking tits of yours.." Her sons lewd behaviour and language were driving her crazy. She slid her free hand into her bra and pulled her tit up and out of it’s captivity. She did the same to her other tit and now they both were pressed up by the bra. Her nipples were hard as a rock and she pinched her nipple, twisting it between her fingers and pulling it hard, stretching her tit. "Now finger your cunt, slut. Masturbate for me." Again, she was more than willing. She dropped onto her back again and as she spread her legs her fingers found her cunt and started rubbing it hard. She slid a finger into her wet hole and then another and another. Three fingers began to plunge in and out of her cunthole as she fingerfucked herself for her son. It was the first time she had ever really masturbated with anyone watching and she found that she was enjoying it tremendously. So much in fact that she felt an orgasm welling up deep inside her. "Go on, mother," Jimmy hissed - his voice sarcastic as he spoke the word ‘mother’, "cum for me. Make yourself cum." Her fingers moved in and out of her pussy faster and faster and her other hand started to rub her clit hard and fast. Her breathing increased and her moans got louder and louder. Her hips started to pump back onto her hands, her tits bouncing left to right and up and down as her body was overtaken by an immense orgasm. A stream of cuntjuice squirted from her pussy and onto the floor and Jimmy watched in amazement. He had heard of women gushing like this when they came but he had never seen it. Mary Jane was as amazed as he was however. She too had known it was possible, but this was the first time it had ever happened to her and the feel of her juices literally splashing against her hand and dripping off her fingers make her cum again right there. Jimmy was still looking at the puddle of cuntjuices forming on the floor and he jumped up and ran to her when he felt he was cumming. He had meant to keep it in for a while longer, but what he just witnessed had taken him right over the edge and past the point of no return and he knew he was going to cum. He dropped beside his mothers face and she hungrily sucked in his cock just as it spurted it’s first thick load of sperm. It hit the back of her throat and she instinctively swallowed unable to force it back into her mouth. She managed to salvage the next three or four squirts though and she kept them in her mouth and played with it with her tongue to get as much of her sons, now familiar, taste as possible. He withdrew his softening penis from her sperm-filled mouth and watched her as she opened wide and gurgled his cum. "That's it you cumslut," he hissed at her, "play with my cum.." She closed her mouth again and shook her head wildly as if she was making a sperm-milkshake. Then she sat up and opened her lips slightly and drooled her sons sperm down her chin and onto her big tits, massaging it in with her hands. Bubbles of cum formed around her lips and she stuck out her tongue and lapped it back into her mouth before finally swallowing the load. She smiled up at him - her lips and chin still wet and her teeth glazed in sperm - as she continued to rub her tits. "May I go change now sir ?" she asked with a nasty grin on her face. --- This story is still in progress you guys (and girls). I would appreciate your comments. Send them to damaster@hotmail.com Also check out the website. It will have all the new chapters as soon as I finish them. HTTP://WWW.MEDIAPORT.ORG/~COOL1/DAMASTER.HTML DaMaSTeR -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /