Chapter 325: Christian Devereaux, 15, Apprehensive...

Jolene started things rolling by keeping Chris home from school on Wednesday morning. After having fucked his brains out the night before. She fixed him bacon and eggs. She was nude after she took the apron off. “Relax, hon, your mom is cool.”

“Uh, okay,”

The thing was, the concern was, the problem was, that he thought that Mama didn’t know that Darlene had sent Ray-Ray to tape Christian Devereaux’s first time with Jolene Horton. First fuck, that is.

Cherry breezed in, and took one look at her son, “Okay, what?” She would toy with him a little.

Beet red, he glanced at Jolene. No help there. Suck it up. “Uh, first, thanks so much for ... you know ... with Jolene.”

“You’re welcome. Now, spill it.”

“Okay. See, it was wonderful, the best thing in my whole life.”

“Go on.”

“With Jolene, it was like a ... a what’s the word? Milestone? My first time?”

“Christian.”

“Jolene thought, well so did I, everyone thought, that it should ... that there should be ... well, Ray-Ray filmed us.”

Cherry kept a straight face. This was fitting right into her own plans nicely. In fact, now that she thought it through ... the Christian-video would make it easier for her to show him the Slim-video. And — bonus — ease the way into telling him about the ‘portrait’ session. And her stage debut at Miss Kitty’s. So much coming at her so quickly.

Jolene was studying Cherry’s reaction. And getting a pretty good read for her report to Darlene.

Cherry said, “Well, let’s see it.”

Jolene kissed Chris on the lips, hugged Cherry, and said, “Enjoy, guys, I gotta head for work...” She knew Darlene would want it to be just the two of them.

The kid looked so apprehensive, that Cherry stopped teasing him. They sat side-by-side on the sofa and she said, “Look, I’m not upset about Ray-Ray. In fact I’m glad. And curious — so show me.”

“Really?”

“Scout’s honor.”

Ray-Ray had done a rough, on-the-fly edit, so the clip was only a couple of minutes long. But it showed the outline of Christian’s passage into adulthood.

Jolene sucked his cock, making sure not to over-excite him.

Cherry, still in a post Slim-glow, took Chris’s hand, “You’re really hung. That is one good-looking piece of meat.” She squeezed his hand. Beet-red, he squeezed back, “Thank you.” Raspy voice.

As he entered Jolene, Cherry said, “God, I bet that felt good.”

He could only nod — torn between watching the video and watching his mother watch it.

Later in the kitchen, his equilibrium partially restored, Chris remembered Jolene’s instructions. He just blurted it out, “You should be up there on the Miss-Kitty stage. You’re hotter than all of the other dancers. I’d love to see you!”

She was touched by both his youthful enthusiasm and his utter sincerity. But she teased him, “Do you even realize how pervy you sound?”

Undaunted, “And Ray-Ray said you’re going to be a big star — in that movie.” In case she wasn’t following, “The ‘Son-Fuckers movie.”

Well, she’d never get a better opening to begin sharing the tsunami of new-news she had. She’d start with Slim. The most important item on Cherry’s agenda.

“Honey, um, this happened just recently. I have a girlfriend now. Slim Hebert. I like her a lot.”

“CC’s mom?”

“CC’s mom.”

“Oh wow. She’s almost as hot as you.” He crossed his legs, “Do you ... you and her ... um, in bed...”

Cherry placed her hand over his, looked him straight in the eye, “We do everything two girls can do to each other. With each other.” Knowing he wanted to hear the words, “I lick her pussy; she licks my pussy.”

“Oh, God.”

Cherry leaned forward and whispered, “I’ve never cum so hard in my life.”

That did it.

“Go clean up, honey. Then tell me all about Jolene.”

While he was in the shower, she called Darlene, “I watched Christian’s fuck-tape — watched it with him.”

“Good girl — that’s a good start.”

“And I told him about Slim and me. I haven’t shown him the tape yet, but I will.”

“Cherry, I am proud of you.”

“But that’s a lot for one day. I haven’t told him about the two of us — him and me — you know, posing together? Would it be all right if I waited a couple of days? I don’t want to overwhelm him.”

“I understand — of course, take your time. Just keep moving things in the right direction.”

“Yes ma’am, thank you.”

After she hung up, Cherry thought, “I just said ‘yes ma’am’ to a 15-year-old girl. Darlene’s not even half my age.” But she’s so sure of herself, so confident.

Sigh.