Message-ID: <6512eli$9712171419@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: none Subject: "Mary Jane's Boys - Chapter 31-38" by DaMaSTeR (mom/sons, mmmm/F, Dom/sub, cons, inc, pedo, 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 Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii 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: <34972BEB.C8B90CF7@Xhotmail.com> Well, it took a while for me to post again, but here are 8 new chapters. You can find the old chapters as well as new ones to come at my website: http://amcentral.astrax.com/damaster/ Comments and suggestions are welcome at damaster@hotmail.com If you should hit REPLY to this message, be sure to remove the X after the @. Enjoy ! ---- Chapter 31 - Jimmy ain't quite done yet "No slut, I'm not done with you yet." Jimmy's voice sounded stern. His limp dick hung lewdly above her face, swaying back and forth. She lowered her eyes in submission. "Yes master," she spoke softly. She should have known better. Jimmy had the stamina of a bull. He had proved that the other day when he came twice in ten minutes. Not that she minded, mind you. She loved all this attention and all these new, sexual experiences she was having. Especially the submission to her son. Her cunt tingled again, and she realized he had complete control over her now. Jimmy was a quick learner in these things. Most likely he had a dominant streak over him before today, and now he was acting upon his suppressed sexual feelings. Jimmy bent down and twisted Mary Jane's nipple hard, pulling and stretching it. She let out a short shriek, startled by his sudden action, but loved the sensation in her nipples as he turned them around twice. Her aureole was crinkled around her twisted nipple, then popped back when he let go. She looked up at her son, just in time to catch the grin on his face before it vanished. "Get up slut," Jimmy growled at her. "bend over and put your hands against the wall." Without a second thought Mary Jane scraped herself off the floor and assumed the position as described by her son. "Spread your legs cunt." The word cunt had always had a degrading sound to it for Mary Jane. It's what her husband used to call her while he was beating up on her. She never cared much for the word and the fact that her son was using it now brought back some painful memories she'd prefer stay buried deep inside her. "Please don't call me that," she said over her shoulder. Her words were followed by a loud smack. She let out a yell of surprise and pain as she felt her ass being slapped by her son. "Shut up," he hissed at her. "I will call you what I damn well want to call you, CUNT." Her knees were shaking now. She wondered if she should end this right here and now and be his mother again and smack him upside the head for talking to her like that, then decided against it. She did say she was his slave during sex play, and he could talk to her however he wanted. In a way the humiliating nature of this situation was stimulating her as well. She'd just have to get used to being talked to like this by her son. "Yes sir," she finally spoke. "I'm sorry sir." "That's better. Now tell me what you are." She turned her head over her shoulder, not sure what he meant. "Don't turn your head, you fucking slut. What are you ?" Immediately she turned her head again and stared at the wall. "I am your slave, sir." She said, her voice hoarse. "Yes you are, but you are more than that. Be creative, whore. What are you ?" Her mind raced as she thought about it. Her son seemed to develop quite a talent for degrading and humiliating his mother, and fact of the matter was she was enjoying it immensely. Her cunt was so wet she could feel her juices running down her inner thighs again and she had to physically resist the urge to rub her clit once again. As she pondered this she figured he wanted to hear her degrade herself. Wanted for her to talk like a cheap whore. She could do that. "I am a whore, master. I am a fucking whore and I am yours to do with as you please." Her loins gushed as she heard herself. Her pussy burned, longing to feel a thick shaft between it's lips. "I am a worthless cunt, sir. A sperm bank. I am your sex toy and your slave." She heard him laugh behind her. "Yes you are," he chuckled. With that she felt his cock slap up against her spread cunt, smacking her lips and clit. She shuddered and moaned at his unannounced actions. "Please sir," she begged her son, "fuck my cunt sir. Fuck my sloppy, wet cunt, I need it so fucking bad." She hoped he would fuck her pussy hard. Her begging wasn't played. She did want him to fuck her. She NEEDED him to fuck her. Her mind was going wild with lust and she knew that if he didn't fuck her soon and made her cum, she would literally do ANYTHING he wanted her to. Things she really didn't WANT to do. She knew she had no control over what she did when she was in this state. She knew that when she humped little Timmy's leg, and she knew it when she had let Brad and Timmy touch her tits, and now she was with Jimmy. He was kinky and she knew it, and he might have something in store for her she was not quite ready to do just yet. And so she begged him for relief. Begged him to fuck her cunt. She just hoped he would.. Chapter 32 - It's a snap ..but he didn't. Instead he told her to close her eyes and keep them closed. She obeyed and listened to him as he walked up the stairs. Her chin was still glazed with his gooey sperm and dripping slowly down her chin. What the hell was he going to do to her ? She figured he was probably going to get her dildo or something, but she didn't care. As long as he fucked her with it. God, she needed it bad. She was actually amazed at her level of submission for her son, but she knew this was only the start of it. She also knew she was still nowhere near her submissive limits. Silently she hoped and longed to be tied and gagged and blindfolded. To be walked around the house on a leash. She needed to be dominated. It had taken her long enough to realize that, and she could only hope that Jimmy would eventually do all these things to her. The humiliation she longed for was still a long way away. She wasn't ashamed of her sons seeing her like this, so the only humiliation she felt was their words. It wasn't quite enough for her, but it would have to do. Not that she wasn't thoroughly enjoying this though. She was. It seemed that with every day that passed, her level of excitement increased and she wondered if that would ever stop. Finally her son came down the stairs again. Her eyes were still firmly shut and she braced herself for what was to come, hoping he had found her dildo. "Please fuck me," she begged. Her voice soft. Jimmy didn't answer. She figured he would probably shove it into her cunt all at once and all of a sudden, so she mentally prepared herself for the deep penetration of her huge dildo. It didn't happen though. What did happen was that she heard a click, followed by the sound of a little motor. She recognized it instantly and her heart skipped a beat. CLICK. CLICK. CLICK. The sounds continued, coming from different places every time. Her son was taking pictures of her ! Oh shit, he was actually taking pictures ! What should she do ? Should she let him - CLICK - or stop him ? CLICK. She knew these pictures could easily find their way amongst her sons' friends, but she hoped he would have more sense than that. CLICK. Maybe they would be for his own use, which was ok, she figured. She realized that he would be able to blackmail her with them - CLICK - if he wanted to. She wasn't sure whom he'd threaten to show these to, but it could happen. CLICK. By the time she decided to tell him to stop he had already snapped about a dozen pictures, and Mary Jane realized that just before she spoke. It was too late now. He had already taken the shots. She would just have to trust him not to use them to his advantage. Her cunt was still aching for cock. She decided not to think too much about the pictures.. It was too late to do anything about them now. "please sir," she begged her son again. "please fuck me. Please fuck your mother." Jimmy shook his head in laughter as he heard his horny, slutty mother beg him to fuck her. He wouldn't fuck her now. He had decided on that when she begged him the first time. In fact, he loved the thought of his mother being this horny and he'd hate for her to get off and return back to her normal self. "Sorry mom," he grinned. "but I'm not going to fuck you. And you are not going to masturbate either." Her head spun and her knees started to shake. She felt like a junkie in bad need of a hit. Was he actually telling her she couldn't cum ? She realized that he was and knowing that made her even hornier than she already was. "You are going to go upstairs, take a shower and get dressed like I told you to and then I will think of something for you to do next. Understood ?" His voice was stern and confident and she knew that she would obey. She had to. She had to for herself and she had to because she wanted to obey him. "Yes master, I understand master." "Good," he said with a wide grin across his face. "Now go and get changed." ----- Chapter 33 - Mary Jane ponders Mary Jane came down the stairs, dressed like Jimmy had ordered her to. She was wearing a loose, short skirt that ended just above her knees. She had chosen a thin, white blouse to go with it. She knew it was a little sheer and see-through, but she figured Jimmy would appreciate it. She had put on her highest pumps, and had to get used to walking on six inch heels again. She hadn't worn them since she was a teenager. She had been somewhat promiscuous as a teen, then turned more conservative during the first year of her marriage. After that her natural sex-drive had returned and she had had a few years of wonderful sex with her husband, exploring and trying out new things. Of course all that was before he had started beating her up. Now, however, it seemed like she was reborn. She had never been this sexual, never been this kinky and never ever been this perverted. Who would have thought she would ever have sex with her own sons, let alone be their personal slave. She checked herself in the mirror, then decided to put on some make-up, to make her look more slutty. The way her son wanted her to be. Jimmy obviously was born to dominate, and he clearly enjoyed his mother submitting to him. He had humiliated her today - called her a cunt, and she knew that was what she wanted to be for him. For all of her sons. A cunt. A sperm-depository. And now that she was on the pill she didn't have to worry about getting pregnant anymore either. They could shoot their loads into every hole in her body. Hell, she needed them to. She was still horny, and it was hard to resist rubbing herself to a climax, but she did. She remembered Jimmy's order and she wouldn't disobey him. He had said he loved her, and she had felt warm inside when he did. Now it wouldn't matter what he called her or what he did to her. She knew his love was real and she wouldn't betray it by disobeying his orders. And so she kept her hands off her cunt and applied the make-up, then took a step back and observed herself in the mirror once again. She could clearly see her tits and hard nipples through the fabric of her blouse, and she knew that her flimsy skirt would twirl up and expose her cunt if she was to turn around, or walk down the stairs to quickly. Thankfully she was inside and not outside, or most everyone would at some point catch a glimpse of her pussy, which - incidentally - was still leaking. She straightened her skirt and blouse and went back downstairs, wondering what else her kinky son had in store for her. ----- Chapter 34 - Going out She walked down and the first thing she saw was Jimmy, sitting on the couch with a roll of film in his hand. He had a broad grin on his face. "Well, slut," he said to her as she stepped up to him, "I am dying to see these pictures. Aren't you ?" Actually she was. She wanted to see what he had seen. Wanted to know how slutty she must have looked standing there, bent up against the wall with sperm dripping from her face and cunt-juices trickling down her thighs. "Yes sir," she replied willingly. "Good," he grinned, "then I suggest you go take them to the photo shop and get them developed." Her knees trembled as he spoke. He wanted her to go bring them in herself ?! "And make it a one-hour service," he added before she had a chance to respond. She felt dizzy. He obviously wanted her to pick them up as well.. What would the guy behind the counter think of her ? She was dressed like a slut and the pictures weren't exactly disney material either. "I can't do that !" she exclaimed. "Pardon me ?" His voice sounded stern and she saw the angry stare in his eyes. She immediately knew what was wrong. She forgot to call him sir ! "I mean, I can't do that, sir. I'm sorry." "I don't think you understand, bitch," his voice got louder, "I am not asking you to do this. I am TELLING you." "I know, sir, but.." He didn't let her finish the sentence. "Don't but me you cunt," he yelled. "You will do as I tell you to do or you'll never fuck anyone again in your lifetime !" The words sank in slowly. He had humiliated her once again. Let her know who was in charge of her body. Still, she was quite sure she wasn't going to do this. Maybe he would stop fucking her, but her other boys sure wouldn't. "Of course I can always take this out myself and see that every one of our neighbors gets a few prints.." She stared up at him abruptly and in disbelief. "You wouldn't.." she said. Her voice sounded hoarse and Jimmy detected a slight tremble in it. He knew he was winning this. In fact, he was quite sure he had won already. "Oh yes I would." He said, never taking his eyes off her. She knew he meant it. She had always been able to tell if he was lying to her. Jimmy just wasn't a very good liar and he seemed dead serious about this. Not having a choice she finally gave in. "Okay, I'll do it." Jimmy reached forward, grabbed her nipple through the fabric of her blouse and pinched it hard, twisted it and pulled it out. "OUCCH !!" Mary Jane felt a burst of pain shooting from her nipple and through her entire body. She also felt that special sensation in her cunt, telling her she was enjoying it. "What did you say, you fucking whore ??" His grip on her nipple tightened. She felt tears welling up in her eyes. Not because she was going to cry, but because it stung. She didn't need to cry. Why would she. In the back of her mind she knew she loved this. She actually loved the feeling of her tit being abused like this. "I'm sorry, sir," she corrected herself. "I meant I will do it, sir." He let go of her nipple. "That's a lot better. Now run along and don't come back until you have the pictures." "Yes, sir," she sighed as he handed her the roll of film. A quick thought raced through her mind. The thought of just tossing the film in the garbage, or burning it, but she quickly dismissed that. It would be easy to take more pictures of her, and surely he would send them to the neighbors. And so she took the film from her son and wend out the front door, followed by her sons eyes as they followed her out the door. He grinned. ------------ Chapter 35 - The clerk Mary Jane felt extremely uneasy walking into the photostore. This was even worse than when she had gone to the adult store to get that sexy outfit - and that had been bad enough in itself. Now she was about to drop off a roll of film that would make the young clerk - Mary Jane guessed he couldn't be much older than sixteen or seventeen - have the best day of his working life so far. She could just imagine how he would look at her when he'd see what was on them. "Can I help you, miss ?" The clerk asked with a genuine smile. She noticed his eyes glanced over her body, obviously pleased with the way she was dressed. She'd already seen that there were chairs where she could sit to wait for the pics, but they were awkwardly placed opposite the counter, and she was painfully aware of her lack of underwear. If she sat down there he would surely see her pussy, no doubt about it.. Her face flushed as she handed him the roll of film hesitantly. "One hour service please." She spoke softly, almost whispering, but the clerk had heard her just fine. "Can I wait for it ?" She asked. She really didn't want to spend too much time outside, considering her skirt, and she'd rather have just one guy look up her skirt and see her pussy than have half the town see it. Besides, he was gonna see her pussy anyway, weather she sat across from him or not. "Sure," the clerk smiled again, "you can take a seat right there.. Should be done in about 40 minutes. We have magazines on the table right there and if you like I could make you a cup of coffee or something ?" She smiled back.. He was a friendly young man. Polite, well mannered and not at all unattractive. "Thank you, that would be nice," she smiled again. She turned around and sat down across the counter. The boy was making some coffee, she figured, since she didn't see him behind the counter anymore. She crossed her legs and pulled down her skirt in a desperate attempt to hide her pussy from view, but she knew it was hopeless.. The skirt was too short. Finally she just decided to put a magazine on her lap and read it like that.. That would do the trick. She smiled to herself, proudly. It was one thing to have him see the pictures. Having him stare straight at her cunt was something else. ----- Chapter 36 - Hi mom.. Brad and Timmy had had enough of walking around town and decided about half an hour ago to head on home. So fourteen year old Andrew was walking around by himself. He was on his way to Camelot and check out the new cd's, when he walked past the one hour photo shop and noticed his mom sitting there. What the hell was she doing at a photo shop ? He decided he'd go in and find out. "Hi mom !" he said as he entered the store and sat down next to his mother. Mary Jane jumped at the sound of her sons' voice. "Hi Andy," she smiled at him, "where's Brad and Timmy ?" "They went home a while ago.. So what are you doing here ?" Mary Jane blushed. She had hoped he wouldn't ask that question and now she wasn't sure if she should lie or tell the truth. She finally figured she didn't want to lie to her son. Besides, he'd probably get to see the pictures as well, so he'd know she'd been lying to him. She just had to tell the truth. "Jimmy took some pictures of me," she whispered. "some dirty pictures, and he wants me to get them developed." Andrew grinned. Leave it to Jimmy to think of something like that ! "Cool," he said. "Hope they're nasty !" She smiled back at her sons obvious enthusiasm. "They are." The clerk walked back in, carrying a cup of coffee and placed it next to her on the table. "There you go, miss." He said with a smile. Mary Jane smiled at the clerk again, mostly because the magazine trick had worked. It seemed he hadn't noticed her pussy, and she was relieved about that. Especially now that her son was sitting next to her. "Can I get you anything ?" He asked Andrew. Andrew shook his head. "No, but you can get those hot pics of my mom developed. I'll bet you can see her pussy on those pictures..." --- Chapter 37 - Mary Jane Shocked Mary Jane felt herself get real small as she heard her son speak to the young clerk. She blushed deeply, her heart skipped a beat and her mouth felt dry. How could he embarrass her like that ? She could feel the clerks' eyes all over her body and she shyly glanced up. His face looked as red as hers felt and the boy was in an obvious loss for words. Andrew turned to his mother. "You CAN see your pussy in those pictures can't you ?" She never felt so humiliated before in her life, but in a way she found it strangely exciting and she could feel her pussy overflow again. "I asked you a question, mother," he spoke to her in a stern voice that made her crinkle up inside. "Can we see your cunt in the pictures or can't we ?" The clerk clearly felt uneasy about the situation, but the evolving bulge in his pants and his piercing eyes staring up her short dress past the magazine that was still lying in her lap, made it obvious that he was slowly but surely getting more and more aroused about this whole situation. 'God he must think I'm a fucking slut,' Mary Jane thought to herself. Then it dawned on her that she WAS a fucking slut. She just never thought anyone but her and her boys would ever know that she was one. Now she knew she was wrong in that assumption. Jimmy had wanted the people in town to know it, or he wouldn't have let her walk out the house dressed like this, and now Andrew was doing everything he could to convince this young, horny clerk that she was an incestuous bitch who loved to show her cunt. Not to mention make her submit to him in public. God it turned her on ! "Yes," she finally spoke. Her voice trembled in a mixture of humiliation and excitement. "Yes, my cunt is in the pictures." The clerk let out a brief moan as he stared at this beautiful, well-shaped woman in front of him, telling him he would get to see her cunt in the photo's he was about to develop. "There," Andrew spoke again - gentler this time.. Reassuringly. "that wasn't so hard, was it ??" She shook her head. It hadn't been hard at all. The obviously joyous stare on the clerks' face was worth it, and she noticed the bulge in the boys pants. It looked like he was rather well hung for a boy his age. She couldn't help but wonder what his cock would look like, but she knew she couldn't. At any time a customer could walk in and she couldn't really ask the guy to whip out his cock right there in the store now could she ? Andrew reached over to his mother and picked up the magazine. Instinctively she closed her legs tightly and put her hands down in her lap to prevent her pussy from being exposed. "Don't be shy mother," Andrew said as he pulled her hands away from her lap. "I think.." he nodded at the clerk. "John," the clerk spoke hoarsely. "Nice to meet you John," Andrew grinned at him before turning to his mother once again. "I think JOHN here would really like to see your pussy first hand, before he develops those pictures.. Don't you John ?" John nodded. He couldn't believe this was actually happening to him, but he'd be damned if he wasn't gonna make the most of the situation. "It will help me print the pictures better if I know what it looks like for real. It will make the colors seem more real." He smiled. He had just thought this shit up.. Of course it was partly true. He could alter the prints by adding or subtracting colors and shit like that, but he doubted it would make a noticeable difference from the standard settings of the machine. Still, he thought it must've sounded pretty convincing. Mary Jane could feel her cunt dripping again as she prepared for the inevitable. There was no doubt about it anymore.. She was her sons' slave and knowing now that she would obey their every command in public as well as in the privacy of their own home, made her realize that more than anything had before. And she WAS going to obey her son. She parted her legs slowly and felt the cool, airconditioned air brush against her pussy. Andrew bent over and stared between her legs, urging John to do the same. "Wow, mom," he spoke with enthusiasm, "no panties.. And look how wet you are !" She blushed once again and parted her legs even wider as John, the handsome young clerk, kneeled before her and stared blankly into her gaping, dripping cunthole. ---- Chapter 38 - First time For the first time since her husband had left her she had shown her pussy to someone, not counting her sons of course, and she felt uneasy as well as extremely aroused about the whole thing. Of course her son had made her do it, so she was not to blame for displaying herself like this. She had no say in the matter. "Go on, mom," Andrew encouraged her. "Show John here what a good little slut you are." She knew what her son meant by that. He wanted her to show more of herself to this teenaged boy, and feeling as horny as she did right now she was more than happy to oblige him in his request. Her hands moved down between her legs and parted her cuntlips slightly, just opening herself wide enough for the poor, speechless clerk to see her juices drool out of her hungry pussy. "Like what you see ?" She asked the young boy sitting between her parted knees. He nodded slowly, still not quite believing his eyes. In fact, he thought he must've been having one of his wet, horny dreams again.. But he knew he wasn't. He knew this woman was real and he knew she had let her son order her to spread her cunt for him like this. 'What a fucking slut,' he thought to himself. 'But a HOT fucking slut..' Mary Jane smiled down at the young man. He liked her pussy.. She actually felt flattered by that. Flattered that such a young boy could even be remotely interested in an old lady like herself. It once again reassured her that she still looked great. Of course she had known that before.. Her sons had been quite clear about that. But it was something else to have a complete stranger like her. Her sons were supposed to like her. She knew all about the Oedipus complex, and she knew that it was pretty common for boys to sexually fantasize about their mothers, but here was an actual young man, and a cute one at that, who was clearly aroused by her lewd display. She slowly inserted her middle finger into her gaping pussyhole and pushed it all the way in, before slowly pulling it all the way out again. She showed her finger to the boy, making sure he saw her cuntjuices form a nice shiny coat on her finger, the brought it to her mouth and licked it clean. In the back of her mind Mary Jane couldn't believe what she was doing, and she could defenitely not believe she was doing it in a public place. Anyone could walk in at any time and catch them in the act. Hell, if anyone were to peek through the window they would surely see the clerk on his knees between hers, staring at her pussy, but right now she didn't care. Her juices were flowing and when that happened, Mary Jane could no longer think straight.. All she could think about was sex. That and obeying her son of course. "Very good, mom," Andrew said as he pulled up her top and exposed her massive, tight tits. His fingers moved to her nipple and pinched them mildly, causing her to moan from deep within her throat. "Now tell him what a fucking slut you really are, and tell him what you want to do." She was panting now as she worked her finger back inside her cunt. "I am a fucking slut, John," she panted. "I am an incestuous, kinky whore and I want you to fuck my throat, John.. Pound your cock all the way down my cumsucking throat..." Johns' mouth fell open and he thought his cock would burst right out of his pants. Did he hear correctly ? Did she say she wanted his cock in her mouth ? "Please fuck my face John," She insisted. John couldn't believe his luck ! She wasn't even talking about giving him a blowjob.. No, this bitch wanted him to pound his cock into her face ! Damn, when he was on a date he'd be lucky to get blown. He never thought he'd find someone who'd let him fuck her face like he had seen in some movies. On the other hand it could cost him his job if anyone was to find out about it. As it turned out he didn't have to think about it for too long. He decided that losing his job was a risk worth taking. So he stood up, locked the door, put the 'closed' sign on the door and took Mary Jane by the hand, leading her into the back, followed by her grinning son. 'This is gonna be fun,' Andrew smiled to himself. 'wait 'til I tell Jimmy about this !' --- Remember : You can find the old chapters as well as new ones to come at my website: http://amcentral.astrax.com/damaster/ Don't worry, it won't cost you a cent ! See you there ! -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ |