Chapter 11

During dinner, Nell explained her experience. “It was like being slammed into a brick wall in slow motion but retaining all of the force. I experienced every microsecond of pain. At a certain moment, body half crushed, I lost my ‘self.’” Nell bounced parentheses fingers while saying the word. “I watched tears run and heard sobs. There was a sense of freedom unlike lucid dreaming. I was fully awake but unable to affect anything. That mental state was my entire reality - all in the present - separate from past and future.”

Mom and I didn’t touch the food on our plates while Nell described her personal journey of masochism. She ate heartily, wincing from time to time but not caring about the pain shooting up from her wood seated butt. She talked animatedly.

“I lived in slow motion, disconnected, watching the switch lay stripes across my ass but only interested in the experience of utter detachment.” Nell paused to chew chicken gristle. “The crazy thing is, I got bored! It was amazing for the longest time, then I was lonely. Hours passed between swats in my time frame. There was no one else. It became terrifying, but I think, now that I’ve experienced it, I’ll be able to withstand that. I kept shouting Craig’s name. He was the only person within my limited universe, but detachment separated us. I grew to hate it!

“Then SNAP! Like being whacked on the head with a two by four, I was back in my body. Craig’s arms were holding me, and he was crying. I had to fuck him, Mom. Hugging wasn’t close enough to be reassured that I wasn’t still alone.”

Nell finished her meal. Mom and I exchanged bewilderment. Eventually we wrapped our plates in plastic and stuck them in the fridge.

When Dad arrived, Nell was in her room, catching up on the classes she’d missed. Mom and I were still sitting at the table. My mind was mulling over my standing with Nell.

“Good evening, Love of my Life and Pesky Son. Where’s the prodigal daughter?” He was in a surprisingly chipper mood - likely horny.

“Taking a pregnancy test- I don’t know.” Mom jived.

“She studying, Dad. There’s a double meal waiting to be warmed up. Mom and I are going to sit here for a while.”

“At last, you’ve both succumbed to our alien overlords. Can I join in?” He quickly spotted the wrapped plates and put one in the microwave. When neither of us reacted, he worried.

“Is this what happens when the man of the house is gone too long? Family loses its spark, its drive? Stop moping. Why aren’t the kids complaining, Mother? Harp on my ass about something, or I might bury myself under a pile of hookers tonight.

Mom brightened a little. “Sorry, Husband. The only whore you’re allowed to pay is me. Mommy needs either an insta-pot, or a gross of edible panties.”

“Now we’re talking. Craig, go bother your sister while I bother your mother under the table.” It was the closest thing to sex between them that he’d ever joked about. The microwave went, “DING!”

I got up and went to my room. I texted Nell. “Dad’s in good spirits.”

“Can I fuck him?”

“That’s beyond my pay grade.”

“Can I fuck you again?”

“Now?”

“I mean, sometime again.”

“I guess, but I’ll probably be a dick about enslaving you.”

“Old news. Bring it Big Brother. Not tonight however. I’ve got to pass my media studies class or I will have to enroll in ROTC. Great safe word, BTW.”

“Do you wish you had used it?”

“Yes and no. We’ll find out next time.”

“Your ass was a maze of stripes. How can you concentrate?”

“I’m fingering myself, naked on my bed, tits down. Interested?”

“What about your studies?”

“What studies? Nah, I’m kidding, but not about being horny. Just have to plow through the books and vids. This is better than studying with classmates. Now STFU.”

I slept my phone and sought out my textbooks.

Adult, furtive cries seeped through the thin door to my room. I smiled and studied.

Mom didn’t bother me that night or the next. I actually enjoyed masturbating during her absence of groveling. Nell kept herself busy with school - both days. I thought about her experience of detachment. By no means was cumming into a dirty sock, the same as her moment of enlightenment. It just felt real good to jerk off privately.

At the end of the second day, I was challenging my self academically, by playing a video game, when Nell’s picture appeared on my phone. I answered.

“You okay, Big Bro?”

“Yeah, why do you care?” I smirked, hoping she might be horny.

“I don’t. Mom texted me and said you were home from school, but something was wrong.”

“Mom walked by not long ago. Why didn’t she ask me? I’m fine. I’m home. I got my ass kicked by a giant robot. I’m working toward vengeance.”

“That’s why, Idiot. You need to figure it out.”

HEY! My slow brain caught up. She had called me Big Bro!

I set my phone on the coffee table and released the controller in my other hand. It flipped over. The pause button struck the carpet, resuming my game. Mega-Robo-Gaigen kicked my ass again, but I bounded to my feet and strode into the hall.

I knocked at Mom’s door. “Mom?”

“Yes, My Son.”

Fuuuuuhhhh. Truly, yours truly was an idiot of the highest order. Mom hadn’t begged me for cock, because our game had changed!

“Open the door.” I mustered my best voice of authority. My recent experience of not ‘acting’ dominant while swatting my sister, had given me a sense of what being dominant was. It’s not like I had changed into a more dominant young man. I had a better understanding of the part of me that could be dominant.

Mom appeared in the doorway. She studied me, wary of my intentions. Her skirt was half zipped up but clasped at the waist. Her light sweater was the color of ripe cantaloupe.

“I’m sorry you weren’t quicker about that. Were you changing?”

“No.”

A quick glance at her bed revealed nothing out of the ordinary, but something made me suspicious. It might have been the smell.

“Were you masturbating?”

She bit her lip and nodded.

“What were you using?”

“My vibrator.”

“Show me.”

Mom went to her bed and pulled back the cover. The Dolphin that appeared was apparently the new Rabbit. I had overheard Nell in her room squealing about it when a friend of hers mentioned owning one.

“Did you cum?

“No, My Son.” She was signaling.

“Would you like to?”

“Yes.”

“That’s great, Mom. So would I.” I turned and stepped away down the hall. “Bring your vibrator and that fancy lube. Oh, and don’t bring your clothes.”

I waited next to the couch. It was extra plush and covered in a special non-leather that could handle rambunctious teens. Mom had ordered it six years ago. “What’s taking so long?” I spoke loudly down the hall.

“I’m coming.”

That made me smile.

Mom hustled into the room, large boobs jostling. In one hand was the vibrator. The other held a bottle. Damn, she had the best, natural figure for a mature woman. I was already as hard as a flagpole. My dick pulsed with the energy invoked by her stunning body.

“I see you trimmed your pussy bush. Careful you don’t cut it back too much.”

“Would you like to advise, next time?” Mom raised an eyebrow.

“Maybe. Let me know when you consider doing it again.”

The room fell silent. I was too delighted by mother’s curves and the sparkle in her eyes, to say anything. I soaked up her sexiness. I wanted her so badly!

She waited, her excitement tinged with uncertainty. Why wasn’t I calling her a mommy whore and fuck slave? What happened to me slapping her face and butt? Was I even going to play the game I had wrung out of her initial reluctance weeks ago? She licked her lips, waiting.

“Let’s talk about what you like.” I pointed at the vibrator. “That must be a lot easier to deal with than some young idiot who wants to play silly games.”

“It’s not what I want right now.”

“What do you want, Mother?”

“I want a big cock, My Son.”

“A real cock? Not that fake one?”

She licked her lips again and nodded.

“I sure would like you to play with a big, live prick. You’re so sexy when you’re horny.”

She blushed. Mom never blushed.

“Well,” I pierced her with my eyes. “You better find one then. Don’t waste any more of your breath and my time.”

She held her breath and quickly walked the distance between us. Her hands worked at my belt buckle.

“Look up at me while you’re doing that. I want to see the desire in your eyes.”

There were flames in her eyes when they met mine. The buckle fell away, followed by her pushing down my unzipped trousers. I wanted to kiss her trembling lips. Instead, I bent my head and sucked on her neck.

“It’s okay if you leave a mark, My Son.” She had my rigid cock in her hands and was pawing all over it, making sure by feel, that it was as big as she remembered. It twitched in her fondling fingers.

I left a mark on her neck so red it would scab over the next day. “I’m going to fuck you in the ass, Mother. Get me ready.” I cupped her tits in my hand and began kissing their cleavage.

Slick dripping fingers stroked a thick coating of lube over my jutting shaft while I sucked and nibbled on her nipples. “Pick up that dildo dolphin.”

Mom had to bend down to reach where she’d dropped it to cater to her fetish. “Hold it. Stay that way. Your ass is amazing, Mother. I can’t wait to fuck it. I need to spank it.” My hand was already falling across her butt crack. THWACK!

Her hind cheeks flinched and wobbled from the meaty impact. She lightly grunted, clenching the silicone toy in response to my swat. WHACK! WHACK! I struck separate cheeks squarely.

Then I was pushing my hand between her upper thighs, reaching into her trimmed bush. “You’re so fucking wet, Mom. Give me that rubber fucker.”

Without straightening, she gave the toy to my eager hand. “You don’t need this when I’m around, Mom. I’m taking it and your other toys. I’ll use them when I see fit.” CLICK, it started to whir.

I fit the dolphin’s bottle nose to her slick pussy lips, spreading them by inserting the lively thing into her cunt until only the base with its controls protruded. Mom mewled appreciatively.

Taking a step back, I watched the inert thing wriggle as her cunt muscles begged for real action. “Now get your dirty hole ready for me.”

She had to squirt lube into her soaked hand eight times before she decided she had pushed enough in her ass. It was super-hot to watch her finger the stuff into her crinkled bung.

“Squeeze more on my cock.”

Mom lay down a line of lube along my prick, like mustard for sausage. Bowing again, she stepped wide and offered her backside.

“I want you on the couch. Sit on the armrest and fall back keeping your ass on the armrest. Make your shitter available that way.”

“Yes, My Son.”

I loved how the hi-tech fake leather squeaked beneath my mother’s naked back. “Line me up, Mom.” I stepped between her raised and spread legs. She had to curl up as far as she could to reach my lube dripping cock and seat the head in her glistening asshole.

“Resist.” I commanded and pushed with my hips, grabbing her knees for leverage. Mom knew the drill. I increased the pressure against her hard clenched anus. She could have kept the fat head out of her ass all afternoon, no matter how much lube or pressure. When she gauged the time was right, she let go all resistance, and my cock plunged half its length into her behind - in a split second.

“UUUAAAGGHHH!!” Mom groaned when my dense and thick meat plowed up her colon.

I grunted with pleasure as I dug way into my mother’s backside. If she had been standing, we both would have fell to the carpet. Sinking fully into Mom’s tightest hole, I clenched her knees and fucked. “Damn your ass is fine, Mom! Feels like the whole length is clutching at my slick stick.”

“It’s so hard and big! Honestly, it’s too big, My Son, but that’s what I love about it! Fuck!!” Mom shouted happily!

“Shut the fuck up, Mom, I’m fuck’n here.” I grinned down, my waist surging fat prick in and out of her butt. It was so tight, I couldn’t fuck as fast I would a pussy, but slow strokes gave me time to focus on how Mom’s ass gripped my pushes and pulls. The resistance was incredible! “Uhhhh!!” I heaved.

She had set down the bottle of lube on the couch’s end table. I picked it up and lay a squirt on top of my dick, just as I plunged it inside. The lube spread around my girth, and some was forced in. The cool lube contrasted with our hot, unnatural mating. I had no doubt that my weapon was loading itself with eager seed. I loved to see Mom on her back, legs jutting into the air, loins punctured by real and/or fake dicks!

“You deserve this, Mom.” I humped a bit harder, hoping fresh lube would let me increase speed. I also grabbed the base of her quivering dolphin and thumbed it alive to full power. The thing rumbled, and it’s base began circling her furry muff!

Mom roared! “HAAAUUHHH!!” Her hips lurched from an intense orgasm, and her tits wobbled invitingly. “OH, MY SON!!!”

Responding to their call, I leaned over, my shoulders forcing Mom’s shaking thighs closer to her soft belly. I grabbed her tits and mauled them, sinking thumbnails into the tips of her rubbery nipples. She squealed and groaned.

“CUM, you wonderful slut mommy!”

“YES! YESS!!!” Her head thrashed left and right as I humped faster. Bent over her like that, I couldn’t withdraw as much cock from her gripping anus between strokes. We fucked faster but less fully. I was okay with it. The base of my cock started clenching, dark storm clouds preceding a flood.

“You sweating, harlot. I love how you smell.”

“Fuck me harder, Baby. I’m gonna cum again!”

“I’m gonna slap you instead. I’m too keyed up!”

“Ho- oh ... kay. Slap Mommy’s tits. Pinch them. I need more - something!”

SLAP! I swatted my right hand across her tits! She groaned. My left hand reached up and grabbed her jaw. “You’re so beautiful!” SLAP! I crossed her cheek with my right. SMACK! I backhanded the other cheek. “Cum, damn you!”

The pressure in my groin would have lifted tons of earth like rising magna, while its sturdy stalk reamed my mother’s tight ass as fast as possible. The incredible friction spurred her colon’s natural power to absorb liquid. Unlike a pussy, ass fucking only got drier! But the increasing heat and growing resistance felt incredible because we were so close to-.

I suddenly grabbed Mom’s head and slammed my cock up her butt until my balls spanked her hind cheeks. If she hadn’t been so athletic, bending her legs until her knees knocked her shoulders might have shattered her hips! I forced my lips upon hers and kissed those pouting, panting pillows. “MMNNNGGGHHH!!!” I howled deep in my throat. Fully embedded in my mother’s behind, when my orgasm struck, my cock had nowhere to go but lurch inside of her, our hips shuddering.

“WAAAIIEEEE!!!” Mom shrieked! Her hips bucked, threatening to hurl the dolphin right out of her dripping twat! I mauled her lips with mine to the beat of cum surging out of my impaling prick! GUSH! GUSH! GUSH!...

We thrashed like salmon jumping a waterfall. I imagined my cock breaking off inside my mother’s ass. As horrific as that sounds, the notion didn’t dent my euphoria. What did happen was, we slid off of the couch and landed heavily upon the carpet, our shoulders and hips taking the blow. Not that my cock cared. Its unleashed stream of hot cum into Mom’s rectum, didn’t sputter.

Suddenly, Mother and I were laughing! “Gods, I’ve never fucked like that!” We untangled only enough to escape the discomfort of our union. My dick spat the last of its load, remaining fully embedded while I made way for her legs to straighten. I wished I could have maintained our kiss. It had been a spur of the moment act, without intending to transgress my parent’s love, but I would always remember how it made me connect with my mother at the deepest level of taboo.

We didn’t kiss again, but our embrace lingered even after my softened prick oozed out of her cum filled ass. Our reverie was enthralling. It took a minute or two to register the whining machine still grinding away at Mother’s cunt. We both blushed when I shut it off and slipped it gently out of her.

Somehow, probably through magic, Mom produced a handful of tissues and we wiped up, still sprawled across the living room carpet.

“I’m sorry I broke your rule about kissing.”

“Some rules are meant to be broken - occasionally.” She donned her mantle of authority set aside for my lust’s sake. “What possessed you, Craig? You took me in a way I’ve never experienced.”

“Heh.” I scratched the back of my neck. “I wish I could say it came from the heart, Mom, but I was horny in a way just as surprising.” I didn’t tell her, but I suspected it had something to do with the recent experiment with Nell.

“I’m not sure I can take such intensity very often. I hope you aren’t planning to accost me that way regularly.” She didn’t mean just anally.

I grinned. “Maybe, but I hear you, Mom. We’ll figure it out.” I abruptly looked down between our sweat covered bodies. “What do you figure I should do with this?”

Mom’s face reacted with scant horror when my dick started growing again. “Damn!” She shouted.

The garage door opened. “What are you swearing about, Mo-?” Nell stepped in, halted at the sight of her brother and mother embracing naked on the living room floor, and resisted her jaws’ need to drop through the Earth’s crust.

Mom’s pink cheeks cooled behind a wicked smile. “Meow.” She grinned up at her startled daughter.

“Yeah, well, whatever.” Nell’s eyes flashed angrily for just a second. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. I imagined her counting to five. When she sighed and looked again, my big sister shrugged. “You go, Mom.” She made a beeline to her room.

Mom accused me with a fist against my chest. “What did you do with my horrible, bitch daughter?”

“Hey, you walked in on us, yesterday.” I retaliated by grabbing her boobs. My dick was getting hard fast. “Maybe she took a lesson from you.”

Mom quieted. She pressed her lips, looking confused but deep in thought. Her eyes queried mine and my dick. When she spoke, she sounded almost like a little girl. “Do it again.”

It took me another beat to sync my mental gears with what she meant by those three words. I prayed to the gods I wasn’t on the wrong track. We both were aware of Nell’s presence listening for a chance to rejoin the family without embarrassment. What should have sapped our renewed desires, inflamed it. I took another moment to summon the right words.

“You once promised, Mom.” I stilled the emotions dancing across my face and let go of her tits. “Here’s your chance. Suck that dick all the way this time.”

“It’s been in my ass.” Mom reminded.

“You’re not a dumb slut, Mother. Don’t let your slave cunt think for you.”

She raised her head to look past me. When she reached over my body, I learned where the tissues had come from. We’d knocked a box to the floor while my cock was pounding her dirty hole. She took another handful and spit into them.

Slinking down the pink satisfaction glowing from my body, Mom carefully spit-washed my eight and three quarter inches. When completed, tossing the soiled mass away, she contemplated our bodies, in particular my jutting prick. It was her throat’s Mount Everest.

“I’m gonna need a better angle on this fucker.” She spoke softly to herself before getting to her hands and knees and turning half way around until her face was aimed at the head of my dick. The bush of her still wanting pussy glistened before my eyes. The rod of meat in Mother’s aim, twitched with anticipation. She knew that I wasn’t going to lose steam anytime soon.

“Don’t mind me.” I reached up and prodded her sex with my right, middle finger. Her hairy cooz flinched.

Suddenly, I felt a small but strong hand on my upper hip. It toppled me onto my back, and Mom crawled upon me, her big udders raking my navel. “Don’t mind me.”

Anticipation and determination welled unto her face. As the past had shown, taking me fully into her throat before bringing me to orgasm – would be no easy feat, but Mom looked determined to claim final victory.

She started by warming the shaft with shallow strokes, teasing the mushroom tip with her tongue. Mom mused, her vocal cords guttering. I think she was loosening up her throat before her ordeal began. My hands gripped the carpet as she gradually worked me into her mouth until the first half covered the length of her tongue.

Relaxing her jaw, like a mountain climber hammering extra pitons, she prepared for her assault to touch chin to groin. Inch by inch, Mom pushed herself to expand her limits, her throat muscles burning from the effort of accommodating the immense length.

She wasn’t just gorging herself. The bit of tongue that wasn’t crammed with cock, worked beneath my shaft to stimulate it. Her lips gyrated around my girth. It was hard not to moan from such dedicated service. Though it took a bit of chutzpa to ignore the fact that her daughter, my older sister, was likely listening.

Two inches, nearly half the remaining distance, succumbed to Mom’s cautious but unrelenting effort. She breathed like a steam locomotive, filling her lungs and blood with oxygen for when the air supply would be cut off.

Her hands went around my butt and she peeled the halves apart to stimulate my anus and taint with blind but expert fingers. I was shaking from the sensations flooding my dick and groin.

With the goal so close, Mom pulled on my ass and launched her face forward, hoping to envelope the rest in one great push! Abruptly, she gagged and her natural instinct to clear her throat, no matter the cost, accosted her like a giant beast on the mountain. If I had been more aware that she might upchuck, I would have pulled out and apologized!

Somehow she overcame her throat’s reflex, allowing it to shudder on the tip of my prick until it calmed. I only knew that she was choking on cock, and she had the power to stop. How it felt, my embedded dick shaking from throat throes, was intense! “You’re doing great, Mom!” I groaned.

The muscles in her neck strained as they clung nearly at the summit, refusing to let go despite the increasing burn in her lungs. Her head moved back and forth with slow, deliberate cycles, using every ounce of willpower to maintain control. That she managed to hold her breath, astonished me because she would not give up.