Message-ID: <34247asstr$1009102205@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: thedisciplen@yahoo.com (DiscipleN) X-Original-Message-ID: Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit NNTP-Posting-Date: 23 Dec 2001 08:57:13 GMT X-ASSTR-Arrival-Date: 23 Dec 2001 00:57:13 -0800 Subject: {ASSM} One if by Son, Two if by Mom (10/10) [mF, incest, mom, son] Date: Sun, 23 Dec 2001 05:10:05 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: gill-bates, dennyw One if by Son, Two if by Mom by DiscipleN Copyright (c) 2001, by DiscipleN. All rights reserved. This work may not be used for any commercial purposes without prior, documented consent from the owner. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Chapter 10 Just as Jimmy had planned, Eric soon encountered Ms. Cottins. "Eric, my dear boy what ever happened to you? You haven't seen your dear old granny in weeks. I missed you terribly." "Oh my gosh, Ms. Cottins. I-I don't know." Eric had totally forgotten the old woman and Naomi ever since the day he first fucked his mother. He loved fucking her so much no one else occurred to him. "I - I had to work at home." "I should punish you for being so tardy." Ms. Cottins' eyes lit up at the thought of spanking the dear child once more. "Why don't we go into my classroom and discuss it. If you're very nice to me, maybe I'll spare the rod a little." Eric felt trapped, but for some reason his cock seemed more than willing. When Ms. Cottins smiled like that, he suddenly remembered when the teacher had spanked him beyond pain. His mother had never done anything like that. Eric's prick swelled up as he imagined the old woman once again spanking his ass with a hard piece of wood. He didn't really think that she would ever hurt him again. She was so very nice, but if she spanked him just a little bit, he thought that might be really fun! "Golly, Ms. Cottins. I guess I've been pretty bad." Barbara was hotter than blazes. For weeks now, she had desperately tried to quell the need for the boy's stiff dick, but it was no use. She even tried to seduce another boy at the school, but before she had said anything overt, the boy had broken down and cried. She knew that Eric had been special. Now only he could satisfy the fire in her body. And now she had caught him, and she wasn't going to let him get away again, easily. Jimmy's thoughts grew darker and darker as he raced to Eric's house. If he were lucky Eric might be gone all afternoon. His hard cock started thinking for him. Maybe Mrs. Drost would even show him her tits again. If she did then he would pull out his cock and jack off until he came all over her. Then maybe she would lick the cum right off his dick, and then maybe he would stuff it inside her mouth again! Jimmy drooled as he reached the quite home. He rang the doorbell. "Hello? Why Jimmy, what a surprise! Where's Eric?" "I guess he had to stay at school today. I just came by to tell you." Helen suppressed her disappointment. She had been so ready to fuck Eric when he got home she wasn't wearing a bra or a pair of panties. She simply wore a tight tank top and a loose skirt. Jimmy's sudden appearance startled her. "Why thank you, honey. Do you know how long he will be gone?" "No. Maybe it won't be long. Maybe I could wait for him here?" Jimmy hoped Eric would be gone for a very long time. "I'm not sure. Maybe I should just have Eric call you when he gets home." Helen had a sudden funny feeling about Jimmy. He wasn't usually this forward. "Aw gee. I don't want to go home. I'd much rather be here. My place is boring." "Well, I am busy right now." Helen made up an excuse. "That's okay, I just want to play with some of Eric's toys. Wouldn't that be okay?" Helen bit her lip. Jimmy was suddenly beginning to worry her, but she secretly she also worried what might happen if she upset the boy. He knew a terrible secret about her, and if he should ever tell, her life would be ruined. "Well, maybe for just a little bit, okay? If Eric doesn't get home soon. You'll have to leave." "Uh, okay. I promise I'll be real good and I won't break anything." "You always were a good boy Jimmy." Helen opened the door to admit him. Inside, Jimmy felt a little dizzy. His bravado was just about used up. Now he was actually in the house, alone with Ms. Drost. He swallowed and ask. "Could I have a drink of water?" "Oh, yes, sure Jimmy. I'll go fetch one." Helen was grateful to leave the boy in the living room. She was going to take her time filling the glass, but little Jimmy followed her right into the kitchen. "Can I help?" He asked innocently. "That's okay dear, go on back into the living room, and I'll be right out." "I'd much rather stay with you. You're so pretty." Helen was of course flattered. She had always liked it when Jimmy told her so. Even so, she said, "I thought you were going to play with Eric's toys." "Um, I will, but I haven't seen you in a long time. I-I missed y-you." Jimmy couldn't bear it any more. He reached out and hugged Ms. Drost's waist. He wanted to hold on to her forever. Helen was shocked! The poor boy, she blamed herself. If she hadn't ever let him pull down his pants this wouldn't be happening. Her heart reached out to the desperate child. She petted his hair and whispered softly. "There, there. It'll be all right." "Gosh Mrs. Drost, I never meant to hurt you, or Eric." "No, no It's my fault, poor Jimmy. I am the one to blame." "But I hurt you. I know I did. You didn't say anything, but now I'll never see you again." "It's all right. You didn't hurt me. We just should never have gotten so close. Now that it's over, you're the one who's hurting." "Uh hmmm." He buried his teared face into her tummy. He remembered how good her tits had smelled. He could smell them right now. Helen didn't say anything more, but she held the child like he was precious to her. Jimmy suddenly noticed that Mrs. Drost's nipples were standing fully erect, jutting right out of her tight tank top. He couldn't help but stare up at them. The sight of their joyous strength inspired him. Without a further thought he simply said. "Take off your shirt, Mrs. Drost." His voice was steady and deep. It was his first test of giving a woman a command. The words struck Helen where she never suspected. They hypnotized her at a blow. Suddenly, her world was reversed, and the innocent child was now her master. Consciously, she simply blinked at the request. "Excuse me?" "Take off your shirt, Ms. Drost." Jimmy repeated simply. He kept staring at her tits. It was obvious to Helen what had attracted the boy. Now she realized she was going to pay dearly for having never put on a bra that day. "Jimmy wouldn't you like to have a glass of water instead?" "Un uh." He looked briefly into her eyes. His smoldered with desire. Without another word, Helen found herself reaching for the base of her shirt. Jimmy stepped back as she grasped the soft material and lifted it. "Higher, Ms. Drost, higher. Take the whole thing off." Helen bit her lip as she raised the shirt over her pillowy tits. They felt the cool air and her nipples hardened even more. Jimmy felt his jaw go slack. She was actually doing it! Ms. Drost was taking off her shirt because it was what he had told her to do. His cock leapt inside his pants. Her tits were like great globes of delicious skin and jello. Jimmy knew, because he had tasted them. He reached out. Helen's shirt still covered her face when she felt the boy's warm, trembling hands catch and hold onto her bountiful knockers. He squeezed them delighted, and Helen flinched. She finished peeling her top over her head, but her heart sank to the floor. Jimmy was in total charge of her. She knew not what he might do, or worse, what she might do at his command. For the moment, Jimmy was still waxing his joy at being once again able to fondle Ms. Drost's beautiful titties. He rolled her dark nipples in his fingers. His mind was totally focused. Helen covered her mouth with her hand. She was inexplicably drawn to the child's words. A wave of nausea ran through her, and to her horror she began to listen to her body's reaction to the boy's delighted caress of her adult breasts. "Oh, Jimmy your hands feel good. Don't stop." "I like your titties, Ms. Drost. I wish I could play with them all the time." "I-Is that all you w-want to do?" Helen asked nervously. She didn't know why she asked. Her own son kept her well at hand. He sucked her tits, and fucked her in the nicest way. Jimmy was just another child, but still his eager hands reduced her to her base emotions. The boy looked again at her, as if he made a snap decision. "No, I want to suck on them too." And saying it, he lifted his head and opened his mouth, and in one breath he sucked in one of her hard nipples, and he began to suck it, slowly, deeply. Helen felt her knees go weak. Her cunt hissed with moist beginnings. The boy kept sucking and sucking, drawing the nipple onto his tongue which laved it, while one of his hands squeezed the other tit meatily. Helen grabbed the boy's head and pulled it tight against her. It was then she felt the boy's hard prick pressing into her thigh. She prayed his thoughts didn't stray as her own had already begun. The boy's personal sweet flavor echoed on her tongue. His cum had tasted so good. She trembled at the thought. Perhaps the boy would be satisfied by just sucking on her tit, which he continued with passionate concentration. But would she? "Ooooohhhhhh... Jimmy." She moaned. "Mmmmmmmmnnnngggg." The boy suckled her with strong lips. Jimmy was aware of his hard dick, and he knew soon that he would have to touch it. He thought he might have the courage to take it out and show it to the adult woman after he was thoroughly satisfied with sucking on her breasts. That might be a long time. He kept sucking the same tit for wonderful minutes, as the two stood locked in a passionate embrace in the cool air of Mrs. Drost's kitchen. Eric too, had found himself embraced as he followed the outwardly prim Ms. Barbara Cottins to her homeroom and stepped inside. Her hands trembled not from age, but excitement as she hastily locked the door behind them. She fell on the boy with a deliberate rush, nearly crushing the child with her desperation. "Thank heavens you returned to me!" "I'm sorry, I guess I was not thinking right." Was the only excuse Eric could think of. "Oh, yes, you were so thoughtless. I should punish you severely. You hurt me far more than I could ever pain such a dear child as yourself." "Please, Ms. Cottins. If you really think so. Maybe I deserve it." The request was too strange for old Barbara Cottins. Never in her life did she hear a child ask to be punished! But her secret pleasure at spanking naughty boys came to her aid. "Well, how impudent can you be? I'll punish you if you deserve it, and not a lick until then." Eric realized she was playing a game with him, but the results of the game would end up on his own rear end! He had better play it to win. "I don't mean to be bad. I just want to be fair." "Hmmmph! You are already too close, child, and I'll decide what's fair. Don't push me." "Aw, I bet you just like paddling students." Eric dared her. "That's enough, Eric Drost, I am going to have to teach you to respect me." With that Barbara grabbed his ear, at which he yowled, and she marched him right over to her desk. "Lean over this instant!" Eric humbly obeyed. The pain in his ear was a wake up call. All of a sudden he wasn't sure what he had gotten himself into. Barbara wasn't really mad, but she had to keep up her pretense. She thought, the boy might never come back again. She had decided that the only way to ensure the boy's future attention was to put him on a strict diet of punishment. "Do you realize how long you left me alone, child." "No ma-am." "Nearly TWO weeks! And that's not all, if I hadn't caught you sneaking around today, you might have never got what you deserved." "But Jimmy said..." "I don't care about any other boy. You are the thoughtless scoundrel who hurt my feelings, after what we had come to mean to each other. Suddenly you vanish without a word, well it's time I had a word with you. Unbuckle your pants this instant!" Eric began to worry. The teacher sounded mad enough, but was she really? He very quickly complied with her order. "I'm going to teach you this time, and if you should skip out of school before you see me the next time, then I'll teach you just the same, if not harder." Barbara pulled the boy's pants down past his knees. She reached for his white cotton briefs with one hand while she grabbed the paddle with her other hand. As soon as she had pulled the nervous boy's pants down she gave him a resounding whack on his ass. Barbara loved to spank naughty children, especially with their naked asses quivering just before she struck. It gave her a sense of power that was otherwise denied her sex and age. Eric yowled in surprise, but he also felt that she was not hitting him as hard as she had the first time. He hoped he would never make her that angry again. The paddle struck once more. His ass was already red with two wide bands across both cheeks. "That's for the first day you were missing." She counted. Each strike was meant to remind the boy just who was in charge of who! For every day the boy had stayed away, she whacked his pale white ass, soon covered with bright red. Eric felt tears in his eyes, but still he knew that the old woman was just playing. His dick knew it. Already it was hard with expectation. It was only a matter of a few more strikes before he could turn the tables on her. Those strikes seemed like an eternity. "And this is for trying to bait me." WHACK! "And this is for being rude." WHACK! "And this is for your attitude, young man." Whack. She began to lessen her blows. The boy was already trembling. But Barbara was no fool, she knew all along how Eric's fine penis had grown hard, hard for her. Already, her white haired cunt was leaking with wonderful wetness. She felt as hot at the boy's red backside. "And this is for your hard cock!" Whack. She finished and found herself hugging the prostrate child. "Oh, dear thing, how much I need you. You won't ever leave me again will you?" "N-no, never!" Eric would have said anything. "That's good. I missed you so much, sweet Eric. Let me help you. Barbara touched the boy's hard prick and wrapped her fingers around it. She gently blew on his fiery buttocks as she began to stroke the erect truncheon. Eric sighed with release. His dick felt strange. The pain in his ass had given new pleasure to his penis. It had never felt this way before. He thought he might grow to like it more than anything else. Ms. Cottins' soft hands felt fantastic, stroking his meat tenderly. The more she gave him pleasure, the more he wanted to take it from her. "Oh, thank you Ms. Cottin's, but how can I make it up to you?" "Sweet thing. Here." Barbara began to unbutton her thick dress from the top. Then as her massive wire bra was exposed and she released it's front catch. Two soft piles of warm flesh rolled out naked before the young boy. Barbara leaned into him as she continued to jack fervently on his solid man-shaft. Eric kissed each one before he settled on sucking the sweetest of her two very sweet titties. Even though they were softer than his mother's bountiful tits, they tasted just as good, and Eric even thought that Ms. Cottin's derived just a bit more pleasure than his mother when he sucked on them. The sure hand on his cock may have helped persuade him. "Oh yes, suck on your granny's nice tits. They love you almost as much as I do." "Mm-mmm." Eric mumbled, but he was stopping there. Now he reached for Ms. Cottins' skirt and he pulled it up from the floor until he could reach underneath it and play his hands along her thighs. To his surprise, the older woman wasn't wearing anything beneath them. Always before she had worn multiple layers of old fashioned protection, but on this strange day her pussy was completely exposed to his eager hands. Barbara smiled as she felt his hand reach so boldly up her dress. It was her surprise. For days now after she had worried that Eric had abandoned her she wanted to show how eager she was to give the boy pleasure and to receive it. Now she received the benefit of her daring. Two small hands touched her little used cunt and felt its great wetness. "Why Ms. Cottins, you don't have anything on!" "Ohh, Eric put your hands in my cunt, and rub it. You can put anything you want there, just do it now!" Barbara commanded. She began to stroke the boy's swelling cock faster and faster. Two hands probed inside her cunt, rubbing her clit and fingering her pussy lips like a demented octopus. "Can I really put anything at all in your soft, wet cunt?" "Anything, Eric, oh anything, just don't stop." "Would you like me to put my cock in your cunt, Ms. Cottins? Would you like me to fuck your wonderful cunt with my cock?" "Eric! YES!!! Oh please, yes, do it now!" Barbara cried with sweet pleasure. She sank to the floor and pulled her dress up over her wet, hot cunt. She exposed her white haired cunt to the teenager whom she had spanked only moments ago. Eric fell on her like an animal and thrust his powerful prick into the old woman like a dog. He stuffed it into her cunt all the way as he landed on top of her. He pumped his cock in and out of her drooling pussy like a mad thing. "Thank you, thank you. You're fucking me, dear Eric. I needed you do fuck me so badly." Amazingly Eric could feel the raw heat still beaming from his ass cheeks, but now they didn't feel at all bad, all he could feel was his thick cock, rock hard pressing deep into the soft folds of a grateful old, woman. His dick skewered her and drove between her womanly thighs like a piston. She moaned and swore he was the best boy in the world. Eric felt his cock slip between hot juicy pussy lips and he started sucking again on Ms. Cottins' wrinkled nipples. He could feel the cum rush into his balls and pressurize like a fire engine. "Oh Ms. Cottins you feel so warm and slippery. I want to fuck you forever." "Yes, yes boy, fuck your old teacher. Teach her what a good fucking should be. Suck on my tits, OOOHH yes, like that. I promise I'll spank you real hard if you don't fuck me every day." "I dunno, you spanked me pretty hard. My bottom is all sore. If my dick didn't feel so nice inside you I might even cry." "Poor boy, fuck me to take the pain off of your rear. Take it out on me. Fuck me as hard as you like. I deserve it." "Yeah, you deserve my cock, Ms. Cottins. You spanked me too much." Eric's balls burst forth with boiling cum. His dick spewed hot spunk inside Ms. Cottins, as she slithered on the floor from orgasm after orgasm. Eric had never felt anything like it. His burning backside seemed to cool as all the fire inside him exploded into the old woman. She held him for dear life as he shook the last of his white hot sperm up her previously neglected pussy. "Oh dear boy you fill me with such joy! I couldn't bear it if you abandoned me again. Promise me you'll come back to my arms, and I'll do anything you want." "Gosh, if it means that much to you, I guess you better make sure that I don't. Maybe you should spank me every time." "Yes, yes dear, sweet Eric. I'll spank you. You make an old woman so happy." She released her grip on him and he pulled his young cock out of her satisfied, aging cunt. Helen was sucking Jimmy's little cock in the kitchen. Her tits hung down like two fresh melons and Jimmy giggled as he played with them. He felt wonderful! Helen's mind swirled. Jimmy's cock tasted even better than her son's. It was the only thing she liked better about Jimmy. His cock melted in her mouth, but at the moment it was very stiff, and the little boy was poking it deep. Her tongue laved over it. Jimmy had already come in her mouth once, but she didn't even slow down. His young prick hadn't a chance to get soft. This gave Jimmy time to explore Mrs. Drost's back. He had already tugged on her skirt, but now he drew its full length up and over her ass. He remembered that she looked so neat without her clothes. He squealed with delight as he tugged the skirt up and down over her plunging head. Her creamy ass bounced suggestively. Helen didn't even notice how dark her skirt made the room. Her eyes were closed in order to taste every bit of sweetness from Jimmy's perfect cock. She had already swallowed a surprising load of cum from the youth. In her opinion Jimmy had cum too quickly, and she wanted to go on tasting his cock until she never forgot its grand flavor. When two small hands probed the cleft of her ass she paid more attention to the rest of the boy suffering her succulent abuse. But Jimmy couldn't quite reach past the wide vee of her behind. Jimmy remembered the inviting thatch of dark hair on Mrs. Drost's front side, but he couldn't see much of her rear side. Maybe she was different from him there too. Of course, he had seen his own mother's ass every day of his life, but somehow Ms. Drost's body seemed magical in appearance. She was built so much better than his mom. When he jumped up to try and see her full ass, his cock popped out of Helen's mouth. "Jimmy!" Helen was rudely disrupted from her fascinating meal. "Gee Ms. Drost. I want to see." "Oh, Jimmy it's just my ass. Don't you want me to suck you some more?" He pouted at that. He had already cum, and though he liked her sucking very much, he was now more curious about other aspects of the older woman. When he didn't answer, Helen straightened up and her skirt slipped back down over her ass. Her tits jiggled naughtily in the cool air. "Awww." "Jimmy, I don't know how much longer little Eric will be gone. You don't want to make him mad again do you?" "No." "Maybe you should go home." Helen started thinking about Eric again as the euphoria of sucking Jimmy's sweet prick subsided. Jimmy walked around her as she kneeled on the cold, hard kitchen floor tiles. She watched him bend down and pick up her skirt's hem. "Please!" Jimmy looked pained. He began to peer under the cotton folds of her dress. "Oh, Jimmy what am I going to do? I can't refuse you anything. She stared longingly at his semi-erect dick. It perked right back up when he saw her beautiful adult ass. "Wow!" he gave her a quick look of astonishment before returning his gaze to her broad ass cheeks. Helen shook her head and smiled. He was too much, the little darling. It was just her ass. But Jimmy had already learned from her that if he saw something he liked on Ms. Drost's body, it would be even better if he touched it. Helen was a very clean woman, showering twice a day, and her asshole was spotlessly clean. Jimmy never would have guessed it was just like his asshole only bigger. He looked closer and reached out his hand. "Oh my! Jimmy!" Helen hadn't expected the gentle touch on her crinkled ass ring as his hands were hidden behind her skirt. Her eyes were satisfied to look at the boy's bright little dick as it bounced in unison with his delight of discovery. She thought it only fair that as he began to probe her ass cheeks, she might reach out and touch his beautiful young cock. "Oh, that feels nice." He responded. "Jimmy, are you sure you want to be doing that? I could make you feel so much better." He didn't say anything, but continued to enjoy her light touch on his prick. His first finger poked into the circle, but it was met with natural resistance. He withdrew and tasted his finger, but due her rigorous cleanliness, it tasted just like the rest of her, but stronger. It wasn't at all sweet like her titties. He wasn't sure if he liked it or he didn't. Suddenly, he spanked her with his whole hand! "Bad mommy!" He laughed playfully. "Hey!" Helen reacted. "Jimmy, what's gotten into you?" The slap hadn't hurt at all. "I just remembered when my mommy spanks me. Your ass is really pretty, Ms. Drost." He slapped it again, giggling. "Oh, you silly! Maybe I should spank you?" Jimmy's eyes saddened. "No no. You're the bad one today." "I see." Helen decided to play along with the harmless game. "Well you better get at it. We don't have a lot of time before Eric comes home." Jimmy delighted at this and started to rain a regular snap-snap upon Helen's nicely plump ass cheeks. She smiled and began to jack her hand on his stout little dick. He stood next to her spanking her from the side. She reached with her other hand into her thighs to finger her cunt. It was boiling with want. Her ass started to twitch, and she was amazed at how long Jimmy kept up his paced, but continuous smacking. Helen dug into her clittorus and cunt lips with vigor. The boy's hands where really beginning to warm her ass. "You're a naughty mommy. I can spank you good." "Oh, yes Jimmy, you are spanking me very, very good!" Helen was already about to burst. She only hoped the boy's dick would cum soon. At some point her fear of being caught again by Eric would override her impending orgasm. She didn't want to ruin it for dear little Jimmy. She needn't have worried. He kept spanking and laughing until his cum juice spurted out and splattered on her ass. Helen buckled right away from her own orgasm, and she rode her hand to penultimate bliss. "There," Jimmy spoke with confidence. "You're a good Mommy again." He wandered over to his clothes and put them on. Soon he was whistling his way out the back door. Helen kept perfectly still. The warm cum on her ass congealed and cooled. Her eyes were closed. She dreamed of love soon to arrive. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The End -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+