My Mother, My Whore Ch. 04

I couldn’t wait for morning to arrive to tell my mother about my brainstorm.

Morning arrived and when I told my mother that I had not one, but two people, that I thought would be more than willing, she perked up. When I told her who they were, I couldn’t believe how enthusiastic she was about my choices.

The two people I told my mother about were my two cousins, Andy and Eddie, who are her two nephews, her sister’s children. Andy was twenty years old and in the fall would be a junior in college. Eddie was eighteen and in the fall would be a senior in high school.

She said, she’d take either of them over my Uncle any day and that she had no problem with them being her sister’s children, as long as they understood that everything had to be kept a secret. I asked her if she wanted both of them right away and she said let’s start with Andy first, then see what happens. We had our choice, but now we had to find a way to approach him with the idea. My mother and I talked and she decided that it would be my project to get my cousin Andy to go along with everything

So now I had to come up with another plan, to bring this up to Andy. I couldn’t just come out and ask him, so I had to do it in a way that I could feel him out first and see how he felt about fucking a family member.

I came up with a plan and I called him up and told him that we should get together and grab a couple of six packs and go down by the lake in the park and hang out. We made plans for a couple of nights later.

I was really pumped up when I went to pick him up, as I had cleared my plan with my mother and she was all for it. My mother was more than ready to take on some more cock, in fact two cocks at once

We were into our second six pack, when I told him I had something that I wanted his opinion on. I told him that my mother had been dressing really sexy around me lately, bordering on slutty and that I thought she was coming on to me, as she would never dress that way when my father was home.

That really got his attention and he asked me how she was dressing. When I told him that she was dressing in a variety of tight and very revealing outfits, he almost jumped out of his pants.

I then popped the question!!

I asked him if he thought my mother was coming on to me and that if it was his mother, that was dressing that way for him, would he make a move on her?

Well his answer left no question in my mind about what he’d do. He told me not to get mad but if that was his mother, he’d make a move on her. He then added that my mother was really hot looking and he could just imagine how she looked dressed that way.

When Andy said that, that’s when I suggested he come the next morning to the house and see for himself. I told him he should come about 9:30 a.m. and wait by the side door and I’d let him in and we’d surprise my mother with his presence. I told him that if he rang the doorbell, she’d go upstairs and would not let him, or anyone, see her dressed like she was. I added, that that’s what she’d been doing when the bell rang a couple of times, and we had UPS deliveries. I didn’t tell him that the UPS man was delivering some slutty outfits that we had ordered, not then anyway.

Naturally, he was all for it. We talked some more, finished our beers and I dropped him home and said I’d see him at 9:30 a.m. He told me he couldn’t wait.

The next morning when I told my mother, she was very excited and said she was really going to give Andy an eyeful. It was time to put the second part of the plan into action.

My mother got all sexed up by putting a heavy coat of makeup and lipstick on, teasing up her hair and then putting on a solid gold one-piece catsuit, with a cut out that showed off almost all of her ample 40-inch cleavage and she put on a pair of clear 5” spiked heels. She looked awesome!! My cousin’s eyes were going to pop out of his head, but not nearly as much as when he witnessed what would happen after.

My mother was primed and ready, as was I. My mother was about to get into some swinging, some family swinging!!

Well, 9:30 a.m. arrived and a couple of minutes later Andy came walking up the driveway to the side door.

I told my mother that it was “Showtime”, and I went to let Andy in.

After letting him in, I was whispering and telling him how slutty she was dressed. Andy just kept shaking his head as if he couldn’t believe what was happening. My mother was in the kitchen, as we had arranged, and I had her facing away from the kitchen entrance, so I could make Andy take a peak at her from behind, before he saw the front. I led him to the entrance and he peeked around and saw her ass sticking out from the catsuit like a sore thumb. He just mouthed the words, “Holy Shit!!!!”, and then we quietly slipped into the living room.

I then told him I was going to go into the kitchen and he should peek at my mother and get a good look at her. When I went back outside to him again, I told him that I was going to call her into the living room. I told him to hide behind wall, so when my mother came out, she wouldn’t see him at first and then I would announce his presence. As soon as Andy was hidden, I went back into the kitchen for little while, then I came back outside again into the living room area and that’s when I called out to my mother to come into the living room.

When my mother came walking into the living room, I told her that we had a visitor and I told Andy to come out.

My mother acted like she was really surprised when she saw him, she cried out as if in shock, “Oh, Andy!!!”, and tried to cover her breasts up.

I looked at Andy’s eyes and they were popping out of his head. He was just standing there with his mouth wide open.

I then told my mother not the cover-up and to let Andy see her body. Andy looked at me with this look on his face, like I had lost my mind or something. My mother then took her hands away from her breasts and put them on her hips without saying a word. Andy was speechless.

That’s when it was really time to blow Andy’s mind.

I asked him what he thought of my mother big juicy tits. I then went behind my mother, grabbed her waist, pulled her towards me and began grinding my crotch area against her ass, then I reached up with both hands and started squeezing my mother’s tits. I wish you could have seen Andy’s face, total and utter shock.

That’s when I said, “Andy, how would you like a piece of this action?” I then added, “We’ve been fucking for four years now and she’s ready to take on more cock, and we want it to be you. My mother wants both of us to fuck her at the same time. So how about it Andy?” My mother then chimed in, “Come on Andy, I really want this to happen, I want both of you to fuck me.”

Andy just smiled and said, “Four years!!, Four years!!, You guys have been at it for four years!!” He started smiling broadly and sort of laughing and shaking his head in disbelief and said, “Wow!!!!, Shit yeah, you better believe it, count me in!!”

With that my mother beckoned Andy to come over and kiss her, which he did and we then had my mother sandwiched between us. I began rubbing up her body and kissing her neck and then I knelt down behind her and began rubbing up her ass and legs, as my mother was tongue kissing hotly with Andy. Not too long after, Andy had my mother’s tits out of her catsuit and was sucking them, as my mother’s body was wiggling like crazy and she was panting and moaning heavily. I was urging Andy on the whole time and when I began rubbing up my mother’s pussy, with my hand, it didn’t take long for my mother to explode into a screaming bucking orgasm. As soon as she finished and was calming down, I told Andy it was time to take our whore upstairs and fuck her. My mother chimed in by saying, that she wanted us to give her the fucking of her life.

As we started upstairs, Andy turned to me and said that this was fucking unbelievable and I told him that he hadn’t seen anything yet and to wait until he saw my mother in action. My mother again chimed in by saying, that she was the best and was gonna prove it. I told Andy that we were gonna turn my mother into a fuck pig. To which my mother replied, “That’s right Andy. I want you two to use my body anyway you want.” To which Andy replied, “No man!!, No fucking way this is happening!! I can’t believe what I’m hearing. This is fucking unreal!!” I told Andy that he’d better believe it, and it’s gonna happen.

We reached my bedroom, shut the door behind us and I told Andy that he could have the honor of fucking my mother first, but first she was gonna suck our cock’s. We all got naked and my mother knelt down and began alternating sucking our cock’s, until we were both good and hard and then I told my mother to stand up and bend over. I went in front of her and she began sucking my cock, as Andy entered her pussy from the rear.

Andy had entered my mother’s pussy for the very first time, while my mother was getting her first fuck from someone outside of our immediate family, albeit a family member nonetheless. Little did any of us know, that this was only the beginning of what would become a regular ongoing affair, that is still active to this very day.

As Andy rammed my mother from behind, she was slurping, licking and sucking my cock, as I began playing with her big swinging tits and was urging Andy on to fuck my mother harder. As might have been expected, Andy didn’t last too long and was ready to shoot his load within minutes. I had told Andy earlier that when he was ready to cum, to pull out and shoot his load into my mother’s mouth and make her swallow his cum. Well, when Andy was ready, I removed my cock from my mother’s mouth and watched as Andy shot his hot load into my mother’s waiting mouth and my mother gobbling up and swallowing every last drop.

I can’t put into words, the feelings and total exhilaration I had, watching another person fuck my mother and then watch her swallow their cum. I was watching my mother become someone else’s whore, right in front of my very eyes.

The feeling was so overwhelming, that I grabbed my mother, bent her over again, and began fucking her furiously, until I pulled out and shot my load right down my mother’s hot cocksucking throat.

Next we laid my mother down on the bed and went to town on my mother, exploring every inch of her body with our mouth’s, tongue’s and hand’s and fucking her in all kinds of positions, before giving my mother her first double penetration fuck of her life. She went completely ballistic when we DP’d her. Andy was on the bottom, as my mother straddled his cock and I squatted behind her, with my cock up her ass and we put my mother through a couple of the most intense orgasms that, up until that point, I had ever seen her experience.

It was during this DP session, that Andy discovered what a total slut his Aunt had become. The reason for that was that I let loose with a verbal tirade of vulgar fuck talk, calling my mother every filthy obscene name in the book. But what suprised Andy most, as he later told me so, was not only my mother’s full acceptance of what I was calling her, but her equally vulgar responses.

As Andy fucked my mother’s pussy and I pounded her asshole with my cock, I said, “How do you like having a cock in your ass and pussy at the same time Mom?”

She replied, “Oh I love it!! I love it!! Give it to me, give it to me harder!!!”

I said, “You really feel like a fucking whore now, don’t you slut?”

My mom replied, “Oh Yes!!, Yes!!”

I said, “Yes!!, Yes, What?”

She replied, “I’m a whore!! I’m a fucking whore!!”

I said, “That’s right bitch and now your Andy’s whore, too!”

My mom replied, “Oh Yes!! I’m Andy’s whore, too!!”

I said, “That’s right you’re our fuck pig now and we’re gonna use you any fucking way we want!!”

My mother replied, “Yes!! Use me!! Use my body!! Use me like a slut!! Use me like a whore!!”

With that, both Andy and I really started putting it to my mother with total abandon. I was calling her, “Slut!!, Whore!!, Tramp!!, Fuck Pig!!, Slutty Mother!!, Slutty Aunt!!, and other vulgar names.

My mother was going totally ballistic, screaming loudly and saying things like, “Oh yes, fuck my asshole!!, Fuck my pussy!!, Fuck the shit out of me!!, Use my fucking body!!, Oh God dammit!!, God dammit!! Oh Jesus fucking Christ!!”

She was shrieking and yelping and then began babbling incoherently and sobbing loudly, until she exploded into an ear splitting orgasm and then collapsed on top of Andy, out of sheer exhaustion. She was almost at the point of being passed out.

As both Andy and I still had to cum, I pulled my mother’s seemingly lifeless body off of Andy and stretched her out on the bed on her back. Then I told Andy that we’d finish her off, by cumming on her tits and face. We stroked our cock’s and then Andy deposited his load on my mother’s tits and I came all over her face and hair and then I began rubbing my cum all over her face, with my cock.

The very first DP of my mother’s life was an experience that none of us would ever forget. It also was a true coming out party for my mother.

It was now official. My mother was a total slut, a total whore. My mother was now a swinger, a family swinger. She sure had come a long way in four years.

For the rest of the day, Andy and I took turns balling my mother and it was just amazing how hard our cocks were staying, and how short our recovery period was. The whole situation made it that way and what also helped was how willing and eager my mother was during the whole time, gladly spreading her legs and giving all of her body, to her son and nephew to use like the slutty whore she had become.

Over the course of the next few weeks, Andy and I were constantly double teaming my mother, sending her into climatic orbit and completely using her for our total enjoyment and of course, for her’s too.

Well I thought that my mother was completely satisfied, having two lovers at the same time, but boy was I ever wrong.

During a break in one of our fuck sessions, my mother matter of factly asked, “So, when are you guys gonna get me some more cock to fuck? Andy, how about getting your brother Eddie, do you think he’d wanna fuck me, too?”

Now I had already discussed that angle with my mother, when we were talking about getting Andy involved, but I never thought that she’d bring the subject up to Andy, out of the clear blue sky and especially so soon. Andy, of course, knew nothing about me and my mother’s earlier conversations, so he was really suprised by my mother’s request.

However, he quickly answered by telling my mother that he didn’t think that it would be a problem at all. He told her that he knew that Eddie had the hots for her, as he always remarked to him, how great my mother looked every time he saw her at a family gathering or the like.

So my mother told Andy that she wanted him to bring it up to Eddie and tell him that it has to remain our secret and he can’t say anything to anyone. Andy assured my mother not to worry, as he was certain that Eddie would agree to anything, as long as it meant getting to have unlimited amounts of sex with her.

It was almost all set now, my mother was going to take on three cocks at once!! I couldn’t believe it. I had created a super hot fuck machine.

Later that night, Andy telephoned me and said that Eddie was ecstatic about the whole situation and couldn’t wait for the next day to arrive.

I then waited for the first opportunity to tell my mother the good news and that came about when my father went into the bathroom.

I whispered the news into my mother’s ear and I could see the hunger in her eyes and hear the excitement in her voice, as she whispered her approval back to me. She told me that she was really gonna enjoy it and thought that this was gonna become a habit with her.

When I asked her what was going to become a habit, she licked her lips seductively, winked her eye at me and said, “Trying out different cocks!!”

I was sort of taken aback and asked her if she meant that after Eddie, she still wanted to fuck more cock. She sexily smiled and said, “Why stop at three!! But it won’t be anytime soon, I’ll decide that after you three studs use me in every way possible. I’m gonna enjoy you three to the fullest, before I even consider taking on anyone else.”

With the last part out of her mouth, our conversation had to end, as my father was coming out of the bathroom. However, her words were not something I was gonna forget too soon.

But first things first.

There was a three on one fuck taking place in the morning and all I cared about was watching my slut mother in action, taking on three cocks at the same time.

End of Part 4

(to be continued)

My Mother, My Whore Ch. 03

After having fucked my mother in the ass for the first time, things really heated up, as I started getting my mother into more kinky behavior.

Over the course of the coming months, we continued all of the activities that I described above. But it was while I was fucking my mother doggie-style, that I made a discovery that would lead to my mother becoming much more submissive for me and lead to some very unusual sexual activities between us.

When I fucked my mother from behind, I would slap her ass with my hand and I started noticing that she wouldn't yelp like it hurt, but would give a soft sigh or moan of pleasure when I did it. So I decided to ask my mother about it and she told me that she did like it and it felt real good to her.

I then asked my mother how would she like it if I started giving her spankings. Well, I couldn't have gotten a more favorable response, if I had put the words into my mother's mouth myself. She was very enthusiastic about it and told me she would love for me to spank her. She told me she felt tingly all over when I slapped her ass as we fucked and would really love to be spanked without anything else going on. Of course I was all to eager to comply with my mother's wishes.

So I had my mother put on a short mini (no panties), and do a tease dance for me. While she was dancing, I was asking her if she felt naughty and if she had been a bad girl. My mother was breathlessly answering my questions with a "yes" and I could tell she was getting turned on by it. I then began asking her questions like, "Was she her son's slut?", "Was she an incestuous whore?", "Was she a naughty incestuous mother?", etc..

With my mother answering "yes" to all my questions and getting visibly turned on by my questions, it was time to give my mother what she wanted, a good spanking.

I commanded my mother to come over to the edge of the bed, where I was sitting, and I ordered her to lift her miniskirt up over her ass and then lay across my lap, as I was gonna give her an over the knee spanking. My mother did as she was told and I began rubbing up my mother's ass with my hand and then playfully giving her light slaps on her ass and asking her questions, like I had asked her before.

My mother was panting and moaning pleasurably each time my hand came down on her ass. I then began increasing the pace and force of the slaps I was giving her and told her that when I asked her a question, I wanted her to answer the question out loud.

Before long my mother's ass cheeks were getting red and I had her in an ass bucking frenzy. She was yelping and moaning and I had her repeating vulgar and obscene words, until she started bucking wildly and screaming loudly and exploded into an ear splitting orgasm.

After she calmed down, I made her get on floor, on all fours, and I proceeded to fuck my mother's luscious asshole, until I was ready to cum and I pulled out and deposited a load of my hot cum, right on my mother's beautiful just spanked and just fucked ass.

My mother and I had added another dimension to our taboo affair and it would become a regular part of our sex routine and would also lead to more kinky behavior. After our first episode, my mother began requesting that I spank her, as she really enjoyed it. This led me to go one step further and I started bringing spanking videotapes home for us to watch. These tapes also included another activity that is sometimes a part of the spanking scene and that is restraint.

Well, I guess you know what happened next.

Yes, I was going to start getting into some light B&D with my mother. I was going to tie her up and give her spankings. It didn't take but a couple of tapes to see that my mother was interested and we tried our first restraint and spanking session not long after.

At our first session, we used some old ties of my father's and I bound my mother's wrists together, then her ankles. I then turned her over on the bed face down, with her arms extended above her head and I proceeded to spank her, until I made her cum, then I untied her ankles, leaving her wrists tied together, and then I began fucking my mother's pussy, as my mother was going crazy beneath me. Then when I was ready to cum, I pulled out and gave my mother a facial cum bath.

In future sessions, we used handcuffs and restraint straps and I started to dominate my mother, as she was becoming more and more submissive each and every day. I began to control every aspect of our sex, what she wore and what we'd get into. My mother went along with everything, she was well on her way to becoming a complete slut and total submissive whore.

Over the course of the next year, we got into more kinkier equipment. I began using nipple clamps, anal beads, neck collar with a leash, and ropes to tie her up with, as we played our kinky sex games.

Now don't think that we were doing these kinky activities all the time. We were still totally hooked on fucking and sucking and we were fucking like mad. In addition, I told my mother we should start ordering sexy outfits and fetish wear from catalogs. She was home to receive the deliveries and my mother handled the bills, so my father had no idea where his money was going. For that matter, he had no idea where his son was cumming either. We now were involved in quite an extensive array of sexual activities, and our sex was always fulfilling because of that. However, we weren't finished experimenting yet, not by a longshot. Over the course of the next year, we got into a variety of different activities.

I began having foot sex with my mother. We'd suck each other's toes, and then I would rub my cock all over her feet until I came on them. Sometimes I would make her put her high heels back on and walk around in them, with the cum squishing between her toes. She also gave me foot jobs and would bring me to orgasm, by jerking me off with her feet.

Then we started getting a little daring.

During the day, when I didn't have class at college, sometimes we would go to a sleazy motel, that showed in-room x-rated movies on the television. The motel was a little over an hour away from our town and we'd check in at noon and leave at 4pm. We'd always get real kinky there and my mother said that it was during those motel trysts, that it really felt like she was cheating on my father, because it was outside of our safe domain, our house.

I'll never forget the first time we went there, how excited the both of us were, to be fucking in a strange room, in a sleazy motel, watching porno movies. It really brought everything we were doing to the forefront. It turned out to be the site of some of our more enthusiastic fucking and experimentation sessions that we would ever have.

It was during one of those motel trysts, that we started our role playing sex game fantasy sessions.

I asked my mother how'd she feel about playing a hooker and I'd be her john. My mother agreed, saying it sounded like fun. I won't go into too much detail, but she played her part, telling me how much for each sex act and I in turn would give her the money, which she'd put in her pocketbook and then she proceeded to act and perform like a hooker for me. Now in itself, that doesn't sound so exciting, but it led to other role playing scenes, that were far more kinkier, which we ended up doing at home, too.

I'll briefly tell you about some of the scenes we get into. We recreate our mother-son seduction scene, where we take turns seducing one another in different scenarios. We also do the television repairman, mailman, UPS delivery man, cable guy, traveling salesman, etc., that type of scene. My mother is dressed in normal attire, then she excuses herself, then returns dressed in a slutty outfit and seduces whoever it is that I'm playing.

We also play other people, who we know, like I'll be my father's boss, friend, cousin, nephew, one of her friend's husband, etc.. My mother will play my aunt, cousin, next door neighbor, my girlfriends mother, one of my mother's friends, etc.. We take turns seducing one another and there are plenty of scenarios that we come up with.

We also get into the burglar situation, where my mother will come home and suprise the burglar, or vica versa, and we play out the whole scene, which ends up with me making her take off her clothes and have sex with me, while begging me not to hurt her.

We also get into rape fantasies, where I use force on my mother, ripping her clothes off and forcing her to have sex with me, while I threaten to hurt or kill her, if she doesn't cooperate. Those are some wild scenes, believe me. It's fun because we know it's not real, but I would hate for it to happen to my mother in real life, or to anyone for that matter.

Also, we get into the master/slave scene, where I treat my mother like a sex slave, by verbally degrading her, restraining her, spanking her, tying her up, leading her around on a leash, etc.

It was during one of those kink sessions, that I convinced my mother to let me do something to her, that is probably one of the most degrading things that one person can do to another person. I convinced my mother to let me piss on her tits. I gave my mother a golden shower.

What happened was that I was using her like a slutty sex slave and brought her into the bathroom and told her to lie face up, in the bathtub. She did so and then I told her that I was gonna piss on her. At first she objected, very adamantly I may add, but I told her to let me try it just this once and I'd just piss on her tits and if she didn't like it, we'd never do it again. I explained to her, that she had liked everything we had been doing so far, so at least she could give it a try.

She finally agreed and when I started pissing on her tits, she started yelping and wiggling around wildly in the bathtub. After I finished, she told me that it wasn't as bad as she thought it was gonna be and my piss felt so warm, like I was pouring a stream of very warm water on her. I told her that's exactly what it was warm liquid.

Later on she totally suprised me, by saying that the next time we did it, she wanted me to piss on different parts of her body, to see how it felt. Well, since then the only part of her body that I haven't pissed on is her face.

That first time was a very defining moment in our affair, as it showed me that I had a complete slut on my hands and I was in total control of her. I could not believe all the kinky things I was doing with my mother and how eagerly she was going along with everything. I would have been happy, as would any guy, just to be able to fuck my mother and nothing else, but all the things we were doing were beyond comprehension. We were both having the times of our lives.

Our affair flourished during my college years, as I was still living home and we were constantly fucking up a storm. But it was in between my junior and senior year in college, that the most incredible activity, we would ever engage in, would take place.

We had done everything there was to do together, we had left no stone unturned. We were basically into everything and we had done it all. Well, not everything.

There was one thing left, one thing to put the final stamp of certification, of my mother's title of slut/whore and that would be to see my mother swing with other men in bed. It was time for me to approach my mother and tell her I wanted to see her get fucked by another guy in bed and then I wanted to join in after and give her a two on one fuck.

It was time to turn my mother into a "swinger".

In my mind she was ready. After all, during our role playing, when I'd play someone else, especially someone we knew, it would turn both of us on immensely. We had discussed it briefly in the past, but my mother said that it was a great fantasy, but she didn't think she could actually do it for real.

Well, it was time to find out.

I began inundating my mother by playing porno tapes of threesomes, foursomes and gang bangs and let it work on her mind, as I was telling her how hot it all looked. When I thought I had done a good enough job of convincing her with the tapes, I approached my mother.

One day, I told her point blank that I wanted to see her fuck another guy and I wasn't going to take "no" for an answer. I wanted to see her get into some swinging and take on more cock. I told her she would make a tremendous swinger and just like we were born to commit incest together, with a body like her's, she was born to be a swinger.

Well, we had a long discussion about it all and at first she was against it, but little by little, I was breaking down her final barriers, with convincing descriptions of what it would be like.

I knew I had her, when she matter of factly asked, who would we get anyway, as we'd have to find someone we could trust emphatically, to keep our secret, a secret.

Not missing an opportunity, I jumped on her statement like a cat. I asked her, that if we could find someone that we could trust, and we were both comfortable with, would she do it. She thought for a moment and then said that she probably would, that she would be willing to at least give it a try.

Well that's all I had to hear. My mind began working almost immediately as to who I could get. I asked my mother if she had anyone in mind, that she'd feel comfortable with. She told me, no one that she thought she could trust. I was curious as to who she was thinking of, so I asked her. Then my mother told me a story, about my Uncle Phil, my father's brother.

She told me about having to rebuff my Uncle's sexual advances, that he made on her, on more than one occasion. Now you'd think that I would get pissed at my Uncle for that, but I really couldn't blame him, after all, look what I was doing.

My mother told me that about ten years ago, for a period of about two years, he would occasionally telephone my mother up during the day and ask her if she wanted to go out for a drink and he'd like to get together with her. Then another time, he just came over the house one morning, when my father was at work and I was at school and he knew my mother was alone and he grabbed my mother and was trying to kiss her and was groping her body. Jokingly, I asked if he got any good grabs in? She said yeah, some real good ones. She said, he had her pinned up against the hallway wall, with her front facing the wall, and from behind he was rubbing his crotch against her ass, had both hands all over her tits, was kissing her neck and was telling her he wanted to fuck her.

I told my mother that I couldn't believe what I was hearing, that my Uncle could be so bold in his approach on her.

My mother said that she started screaming loudly and my Uncle stopped. She said that she told him that if he ever tried that again, she was going to tell my father. Well, he told my mother that if she did that, he'd tell my father that she invited him over the house and came on to him and that he rebuffed her advances.

So they were a stalemate. They talked some and eventually my Uncle told her that he was sorry he had gotten so crazy and had scared her, but that her body drove him wild. He told her that he wouldn't bother her anymore, but if she ever changed her mind, to just let him know, that he'd always be available anytime, anyplace.

I asked my mother how'd she feel about fucking for another family member, especially her brother-in-law, her husband's own brother. She said that if he was the only person we could come up with, she'd do it, but would really prefer someone else. I agreed, but told her that he was willing and that's what we needed. My mother said she knew, but she just didn't trust him and didn't think he could keep his mouth shut.

I told her that it was okay and there was no rush in making a decision and I told her to think it over and we'd try to come up with someone else.

Well that night, just as I was going to bed, something my mother said indirectly, came into my mind. She said it wasn't that my Uncle was another family member, it was just that she thought she couldn't trust him. So, another family member was okay with her, in fact, knowing my mother, I was sure she would prefer it that way. With the person being in the family, she'd know the person and feel comfortable with him, rather than say a friend of the family or even a total stranger.

It didn't take me long to come up with a person that I'd know she'd approve of and wondered why I hadn't thought of it sooner. In fact, thinking about it more, there wasn't only one person I could probably get, it was two.

Obviously, as it was late at night and my father was home, my mother didn't know anything about my idea yet, but she sure was gonna find out about it, the first thing in the the morning.

My mother was about to get into swinging.

My mother was about to become a swinger, a "family swinger".

End Part 3 (to be continued)

My Mother, My Whore Ch. 01-02

My fascination with my hot, sexy, voluptuous, very attractive, hot-bodied, leggy and busty mother began when I was around fourteen years old. That's when I started to view her as a sex object and not as my mother.

I guess that's when my obsession with my mother began. An obsession, that three years later, would lead me to formulate a plan to seduce my mother into fucking for her own son. I was at the point of no return, I had to try. I was willing to suffer whatever consequences occurred. I didn't want to go through life regretting not at least attempting a pass at my mother and wondering what would have happened.

The following is my story.

At the age of eighteen, my lust for my mother became uncontrollable. Watching her hot body move about the house was driving me crazy.

My mother has a body built like a brick shithouse; a body made for fucking.

She stands 5'6," 140 pounds (solid not fat), bushy (permed) jet black hair, full sensuous pouty lips, a great ass, killer legs and measures out at an eye popping, mouth watering, 40c-28-38.

It was June, right after school had let out for summer break, that I set my seduction plan into motion. I figured that this was the best time, because I could be alone around my mother most of the day, while my father was at work.

My father was one of the reasons, that I even decided to try this plan in the first place. He had received a big promotion at work, about five years earlier, and ever since that time he became a workaholic. He would leave at 7:00am and not return home until 7:30pm, sometimes later, and would go into the office on Saturdays, too. Then on Sundays, he would just lounge around the house and relax, as he was totally exhausted from working all week; not that I blamed him for that.

Of course, this meant that my mother rarely went out, except for family functions, weddings, or the like. I could see that this was having an effect on my mother. She basically had given up on herself and was resigned to the fact that this was the way it was going to be for the rest of her life. She still had her knockout looks intact, but around the house she never put on any makeup and was always dressed in frumpy clothes (house dresses, sweats, etc.). She figured she wasn't going anywhere, except to the store, so why dress up; not that my mother dressed sexily anyway. My mother was your normal, average, everyday wife and mother, who was totally faithful to my father. Even when she went out to functions, she dressed conservatively, wearing dresses just at knee level, or slightly above, and would never reveal any of her ample cleavage. She never wore tight form fitting dresses or outfits and her bathing suits were all one-piece. But even dressed this way, she still looked sexy as hell and turned heads wherever she went.

I figured if I ever had a chance with her, the time was now. I knew she was vulnerable, but I didn't care. I was going to take advantage of any weakness she may have had to accomplish my goal. I had often hoped to come home early from school and catch her in bed with another man, so I could use that against her. But that never happened, as I told you previously, she was totally faithful to my father. But I hoped to change all of that.

So I came up with a plan that would either blow up in my face or get my mother thinking in a whole new way.

My plan involved the use of forum type incest books, that contained letters and stories from actual persons involved in all kinds of incestuous affairs. The titles of these books were "Family Secrets" and "Family Letters". I had been buying them on newsstands for the past six months, and had twelve of them. Luckily, I looked older than 18, and the guy at the newsstand never asked me for proof of age. I had kept them locked up in a sports bag inside my closet, but it was now time to bring them out and make my mother 'accidentally' find them, then wait for her reaction or explosion.

When my mother did my laundry, she would always put my underwear and socks away for me, in my dresser drawer. So what I did was place four books all the way in the back of that drawer, and position them in such a way, that I would know if they had been moved or not. Then I took one book and placed it underneath my underwear, right in the middle of the drawer, cover side up. I then slightly parted the underwear, so the book and its title would be visible when the drawer was opened. To check that out, I opened and reopened the drawer several times and every time the book was staring me in the face. Then I placed the other books in the back of a couple of different drawers, also positioned in a way so I would know if my mother had found them or not.

My plan was all set, now all I had to do was wait for laundry day.

That day arrived two days later. I was eating breakfast and my mother asked if I had any more dirty laundry besides what was in the hamper. I told her I didn't, then quickly finished my breakfast, hurriedly dressed, and told my mother I was going to the park and would be back for lunch about 12:30pm.

As I arrived back home a little after 12:30pm, I don't have to tell you my heart was beating a mile a minute and I was as nervous as hell. I had no idea what fate awaited me when I opened the door to walk inside.

After entering the house, I walked into the kitchen and said hello to my mother. She answered me in a very low tone and didn't even look up at me when she said that. That was a far cry from her normal demeanor, as she was always very jovial with me and upbeat. I told her I'd be right down for lunch and went upstairs to my room, and checked the drawer. My mother had placed fresh underwear in there and then I discovered something else too; the books in the middle and the back of the drawer had been moved, as had the books I had placed in the other drawers.

Well, my mother had definitely found the books, but did she read them?

When I went downstairs for lunch, my mother was very quiet, but didn't say anything about the books to me. For the rest of the afternoon, I was on pins and needles, wondering what was going through my mother's mind. Then I started thinking, maybe she was going to tell my father when he got home and make him speak to me. Well, my father got home that night, ate his dinner and everything was normal as usual. Not one word was mentioned about the books from either my mother or father.

Could it be that my mother didn't tell my father? I was now mystified, what was my mother thinking?

The next day my mother was still very quiet with me, I went out again, came back for lunch and again found the books moved. My mother was reading the books.

That scenario was repeated for the next week and a half. My mother hadn't told my father, didn't talk about or mention the books to me, was still being quiet with me and was reading the books every time I went out.

Then my mother started to come out of her shell with me. She began talking more to me and joking around as she usually did, but still no mention of the books.

In the days following, I noticed a very subtle change in my mother. She had started wearing a little makeup and doing her hair up again. I don't think she realized that I noticed, but I did.

The following week held more surprises, as my mother's frumpy house clothes were replaced by jeans, shorts and T-shirts. She also was putting her makeup on a bit heavier.

Noticing this change, I realized that the books were having a definite effect on her. I made sure to give her ample time to continue reading the books but also started spending a little more time at home during the day.

The next week, my mother's jeans, shorts and T-shirts became tight jeans, tight shorts and tight T-shirts. The T-shirts had to be at least a size smaller, as my mother's big juicy tits were sticking out from them like a sore thumb. I had never seen my mother wear anything like that before. Also, she had put a much heavier coat of makeup on, including putting lip-gloss over her full sensuous pouty lips. She was looking outrageous. But still no mention of the books me.

But there was something I did take notice of that week. She was going out of her way to give me good looks at her body, like walking in the living room and moving an ashtray from one side of the coffee table to the other, then walking out again.

But the biggest thing I noticed was that my mother would always go upstairs at around 5:00pm, take off her makeup and put on her frumpy clothes, before my father got home. Then on that weekend, when my father was home, she didn't put any makeup on and stayed in her frumpy clothes. I couldn't believe it, my mother was dressing up for me.

What I couldn't understand was that if my mother was interested, why hadn't she mentioned the books to me. Maybe she was embarrassed? Maybe she wanted me to make a move on her?

Then it hit me. The books contained stories about mother/son; father/daughter; aunt/nephew; brother/sister; cousin/cousin, etc. Maybe my mother thought that I was buying the books, because I was fantasizing about a cousin or an aunt, and not her at all. It was now time to let my mother know, that it was her that I desired. I made up my mind that the first opportunity that I had the following week, I was going to make my move on her.

Well, that opportunity arrived that Monday morning. I came down for breakfast and found my mother dressed in a very tight knit blouse, tight shorts and a pair of high heels and she was made up to the hilt. Her hair was all teased up and she had on a real heavy coat of makeup. But what really caught my eye was her blouse, as my mother had no bra on and her hard nipples were sticking out of the material very noticeably. As I sat down at the kitchen table, my mother asked, "What would you like to eat for breakfast."

Realizing that this was my opportunity, without hesitation, I replied, "How about you."

"Me?"

I said, "Yeah Mom, I'd like to eat you. Would you like me to eat you out?"

With that I got up from the table, went over to my mother, stood right in front of her and told her that I knew she was reading the books and judging by the way she was dressed, that she was really enjoying them.

My mother's jaw dropped and her mouth was wide open in shock. She then asked me how I knew and when I told her, she started smiling and said, "Why you son of a bitch, you set me up." She then playfully hit me on the arm.

I asked my mother how she liked the books and she told me that they were very powerful stories and really got her to thinking. I asked her if they turned her on and she told me very much so. She added that she had never thought about those things before, but it seemed like a lot of people were doing it and enjoying it.

I told her that it did seem like fun, didn't it.

She just smiled.

I said, "Mom, would you like to have some fun like that with me."

Again she just smiled.

I said, "Mom, I've fantasized about you for a long time. You've got the hottest body I've ever seen in my life. I wanna suck your big juicy tits and eat your pussy out. I wanna go to bed with you. Mom, I wanna fuck you. Come on Mom, let's fuck."

My mother, extremely surprised by my frank language, just said, "Oh my God!"

I then said, "What about you Mom? Do you wanna fuck me, too? Don't be afraid or embarrassed to admit it, I don't want you to say "no," I want you to say "yes". Remember, I started this whole thing, it's my idea. I know the books turned you on, because I can see the way you've been dressing for me lately. What about it Mom, do you wanna fuck?" My mother looked up at me and very softly said, "Well, yes. I don't know if I can really go through with it, but I'd like to try, and I'm very turned on by all of this."

With that I embraced my mother and began kissing her softly on the lips and she reciprocated. Pretty soon the pace had picked up and my mother and I were tongue kissing hotly.

As our tongues darted in and out of each other's mouths, I reached around and began caressing my mother's ass. My mother began moaning softly. Within minutes our bodies were grinding against one another very passionately and I reached up and under my mother's blouse and began squeezing her tits and then I tried to take her blouse off. My mother stopped me and said we should go into the living room.

Once inside, we got on the couch and I pulled my mother's blouse up, over her head and off. There before my eyes, for the first time, were my mother's luscious, naked, big silver dollar nippled forty-inch tits; what a sight to behold. They were awesome.

I then began sucking, licking, biting, and squeezing my mother's tits, as my mother squealed in delight. Shortly after, as I continued playing with her tits, I unbuttoned my mother's shorts and reached my hand down inside and began fingering and rubbing up my mother's pussy. My mother was beside herself by now, bucking up and down wildly on the couch and squealing loudly.

It didn't take long to get my mother off and I came right inside my pants, having never taken them off.

After we calmed down a bit, my mother said she wanted to talk to me. I started thinking to myself, that she didn't want to do anymore and was having second thoughts. But it was nothing like that.

Basically, the conversation was how much she needed what we were going to do together, how piss poor her sex life was with my father and that now I was going to be her main man in bed. She said she wanted to experience and try everything with me, just like the mothers and sons in the stories. She also added that no one must ever know and we must keep it our secret.

Of course I agreed and with that my mother said to me the words I only dreamed about ever hearing from her lips.

"Okay let's go upstairs and go to bed."

I had seduced my mother, without uttering a word. I had let the books do the talking for me and let my mother make up her own mind, at her own pace. Luckily, she went for it and didn't freak out on me. The great thing about using the books was that even if she had freaked out, I always could have told her that I was attracted to a female cousin and she never would have known about my attraction to her. End of Part 1 Part 2

As soon as we got to my bedroom, I shut the door and now me and my mother were in our own little world, our own little incestuous world.

We immediately began tongue kissing and groping each other very passionately. Before long, pieces of each other's clothing were coming off one by one, until we were both totally naked. Standing there looking at my mother's luscious body, with her big juicy tits sticking out in all their naked glory was too much for me to imagine. And with me standing in front of my mother, with a raging erection, was equally unimaginable. I told my mother how sexy and hot her body was and she returned the compliment, by telling me what a nice hard cock I had.

Without me saying another word, the next thing I knew my mother was down on her knees in front of me, and began sucking and licking my cock and balls. Watching my cock going in and out of my mother's mouth was almost surrealistic. I almost couldn't believe that it was actually happening. As my mother continued slurping on my cock, needless to say, it didn't take me long until she drained a hot load of my cum, which she made me shoot all over her big 40-inch tits. She then began rubbing my cum all over her tits with her hands and then lewdly licked her hands clean. She then remarked how much she liked the taste of my cum and next time she was going to swallow my whole load.

It was now my mother's turn to be serviced. She got up off her knees, we laid down on the bed and I went to town on my mother's body. I began sucking, licking and biting her tits and nipples, as my mother moaned and groaned in delight. I then went down and spread her legs apart and began eating her pussy out and finger fucking her wet cunt. My mother was beside herself, bucking up and down on the bed wildly and shrieking loudly, until she exploded into an ear splitting orgasm, cumming like a geyser. My mother told me she had never cum like that in her life. I told her she better be prepared to cum like that more often and she told me she could hardly wait.

It was now time to fuck my mother for the very first time.

I told my mother I was gonna fuck her and then mounted her in the missionary position. I slid my hard cock into her sopping wet pussy and started to furiously fuck my gorgeous, sexy mother. It was the most incredible feeling I ever had in my life, finally realizing and living out my fantasy, of fucking my own mother.

As I pounded her pussy, my mother was yelping and squealing loudly, and started to respond to my fuck, with movements of her own. She wrapped her legs around me, with her two feet pressed against the small of my back, and began meeting my thrusts, with thrusts of her own. We continued our lewd fuck, as the sounds of our bodies slamming together and my balls slapping against her ass, filled the air.

I looked at my mother's face, etched in sheer ecstasy, and cried out to her, "Mom, Oh Mom, we're fucking, we're fucking baby!!" My mother replied, "Oh yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me!!"

It didn't take long for me to cum and when I pulled out, I shot my load all over my mother's belly and tits. Again my mother rubbed my cum in with her hands, and again licked them clean, telling me she was going to swallow a full load eventually.

We calmed down a bit, and as we were holding and caressing each other, my cock started to rise again and my mother, feeling it against her body, said it looked like it was a good time to go down and get herself a mouthful of cum. She then slithered down my body and proceeded to suck me off, until I gave her what she wanted, a load of my hot sticky cum right down her hot cocksucking throat. She licked her lips and my cock clean, with her tongue, and came up smiling saying, "Umm, that was good, I think I'm gonna enjoy this."

The rest of the day was one big fuckfest, as my cock was constantly hard, and me and my mother fucked and sucked, like two kids who'd just gotten new toys. We fucked in different positions, standing up, doggie style and my mother rode my cock like a bucking bronco, swinging her arms above her head, as her huge tits were bouncing all around wildly.

At the end of the afternoon, as we were straightening up and airing out my room, (as the room reeked of the smell of sex), I asked my mother where she got the tight blouse she had on in the morning. She told me she got it from some boxes of old clothes, that were in the attic, which were too small for her to wear now. When I asked her how many boxes there were, she told me three. I asked if there were any skirts in the boxes and she said there were. I then suggested that in the morning, we bring the boxes down, pick out some clothes and make some slutty outfits out of them, by cutting the blouses to be really low-cut and shortening the skirts to make really short miniskirts. My mother loved the idea, telling me that she had always fantasized about dressing like that.

Then I told my mother that there was something else I wanted her to do in those outfits, too. I told her I wanted her to start doing strip-tease dances for me. Again my mother loved the idea, telling me she had always wanted to do that too, but was afraid to try it on my father, figuring he'd wonder where the hell she got an idea like that, all of a sudden. I told her there was no need to fantasize about anything anymore, as I would fulfill all of her fantasies, and if there was anything she wanted to try, just ask.

Then I told my mother that I wanted her to become my slut. My mother cried out, "Slut!!, is that what you think I am for doing this with you, a Slut!!" I told her "no," and that she took what I had said all wrong and explained that I still had total respect for her, but I just wanted her to feel and act slutty when she was with me. I told her, isn't that what having an affair with someone is all about anyway, feeling different about yourself and acting in ways you never acted before. My mother just looked at me and then told me that I was pretty sharp for my age. My mother then embraced and kissed me and told me she was really going to enjoy being my lover. Then she smiled slyly and went, "Umm," and then asked how would I like it if she started calling me "Lover" from now on. I told her that I had no problem with that, in fact I liked it. Then really sexily, in a soft sultry voice said, "Okay, Lover," and we embraced and kissed again.

When we finished upstairs, after cleaning up and showering, we went downstairs and as my mother was cooking dinner, I was rubbing up her ass and tits and kissing her and I actually brought her to orgasm, as I had her pinned up against the countertop and was rubbing up her pussy.

Well we ate dinner, my father came home and we acted like one big happy family. However, I did feel something very strange inside me. I remember looking at my father and for the first time, I felt like I had some sort of power over him. What I mean is that I had fucked his wife (my mother) and he had no idea what had happened that very afternoon and what would be happening in the future. I was going to be fucking his wife now, more than he was. It was sort of like I was in control of his wife now, not him. Well, my feelings were right that day, as I still feel that way today, years later, as I am totally in control of my mother, sexually speaking of course.

That night when I went to bed, I couldn't sleep a wink, thinking over the whole incredible day, reliving every single minute of it, over and over in my head. I did however have one big concern. I wondered if after a good night's sleep, my mother would feel guilty about what occurred, and wouldn't want to fuck anymore.

Morning finally arrived and I heard my father getting ready for work. It takes him basically about forty-five minutes to leave for work, but that morning it felt like hours until he left. I couldn't wait for him to leave, so I could be alone with my mother. Well he finally left and I got up from my bed, peeked out the window, and watched him get in the car and drive off. It was time to go get some sex from my mother.

I took off my underwear, as that's all I sleep in, and walked down the hall totally nude to my mother's bedroom. My cock began to rise as thoughts of fucking my mother again filled my head. When I got to the bedroom, the door was open. I walked inside and my mother wasn't in her bed, she was in the bathroom, as I could see the light coming from the bottom of the closed bathroom door. Giving my mother her privacy, I returned to my bedroom to wait a few more minutes.

I was sitting on the edge of my bed when my mother's presence suddenly appeared in the doorway. I looked up and any thoughts that I may have had about my mother feeling guilty and not wanting to fuck anymore were quickly erased. My mother was standing in the doorway totally nude, with her hair all teased up, a heavy coat of makeup on, and her lips glossed over with lip gloss. She looked luscious.

I said, "Mom!!" and what she replied to me is something I will never forget for the rest of my life. My mother said, smiling, "Your slut's here for her fuck!!"

I got up off the bed and as we walked towards each other I said, "All right, Mom!!" We embraced and tore into one another, tongue kissing passionately and groping each other's bodies.

It was at that point that I realized, from the hungriness of my mother's kisses, that our affair was going to flourish into a long term thing. Not only didn't she appear to have any guilt, but by her spoken word, her hot hungry kisses and her lewd body movements grinding up against me, my mother was hooked.

For the next two hours we fucked and sucked in total abandon and sexual bliss. We were going at it like two wild animals. I could also tell that my mother was giving herself totally to me, as her fuck was much more intense than it had been the day before. She was really getting into the fuck, as she opened up the throttle and let loose and didn't hold anything back. Where she might have had some slight apprehensions the day before, there was now none, she was into the fuck scene. I realized then that I had a super hot mother on my hands. It was then that I decided that I could not only totally control my mother and make her do anything I wanted, but make her into my total slut fantasy woman, too. She was ready for action, fuck action.

It was from that point on that my mother started leading a double life. On nights and weekends, she would be the supposedly faithful and dutiful wife to my father. But during the day, she would turn into a shameless, wanton, incestuous slut/whore for her own son, engaging in raunchy lewd sexual behavior, in ways that she had never even dreamed of, or even knew existed.

After those two hours of fucking, we went downstairs, ate a good breakfast that would hold us to dinner time, as the rest of the day would be devoted to hot incestuous sex. At breakfast, my mother told me that she didn't sleep either, as she was thinking about me and couldn't wait to get started again in the morning.

After breakfast, I went upstairs to the attic and brought down the three boxes filled with the old clothes. We went through the boxes and filled up about one and a half boxes full of clothes, that we could alter into slutty outfits. Over the course of the next few weeks, we would alter all of the clothes, by cutting up the front of the blouses making them extremely low-cut, to almost fully reveal my mother's ample chest and cleavage and hemming up skirts to make them short micro mini's, barely covering my mother's ass.

But on that day, we only did one outfit and as my mother was standing there in her low-cut blouse, short mini (no panties), stockings and high heels, I made my mother strut around the room posing and bending over for me, giving me great views of her hot delicious body.

Then I guided my mother through her first, of many, strip-tease dances that she would perform for me over the years.

I put on some music, then instructed my mother on the fine art of strip-teasing. However, what I was making my mother perform had nothing to do with fine art. I had my mother performing a series of lewd and raunchy movements, as she was dressed like a complete and total slut, and I had her finally acting like one too.

I had her gyrating her body lewdly, rubbing her hands all over her body and suggestively and seductively licking her lips. I could tell as I watched her that she was getting visibly turned on by what was taking place and she was totally into it.

After a couple of dances, as she was in the middle of a dance, I got up off the bed and knelt down behind her, and started to rub up her legs, ass, pussy and tits, as she continued to dance. As I was doing this, my mother was panting and moaning, until after a while her legs and body started to get rubbery, and I had to hold her up, as she was bucking and screaming and erupted into earth shaking climax. That scene has been repeated many, many times, over the year's, as it's become a regular part of our routine. I also, dance behind her and rub my cock on her ass as she's dancing and then sometimes just bend her over and fuck her from behind while standing up.

As for my mother's strip-teasing ability now, I'd put her against anyone out there today, when it comes to a slow sensual tease. Of course my mother cannot do the acrobatic movements the younger dancers do, but for a slow tease, she's the best. Over the year's, I've even made her incorporate sex toys into her performance. I put a blanket on the floor, she dances and then lays down on the blanket and fucks herself with a dildo, or other sex toy, until she gets herself off. Then I go down on her, eat out her wet pussy, until she cums again and then I fuck the shit out of her.

Well getting back to that day, after my mother's first strip-tease and cum, we fucked and sucked the rest of the day away until dinner time, sixty-nining, fucking in all positions and she sucked my cock and swallowed a couple of my hot loads.

It was incredible!! My mother was incredible!! She surpassed my wildest dreams and fantasies with her performance. She was well on her way to becoming my total slut and whore.

Needless to say, that night we both had a good night's sleep, pretty much exhausted from our sexual adventures and not sleeping the night before.

Over the course of the following weeks, my mother was getting hotter and hotter with each passing day. She was dressing in the different outfits that we had altered and she was loving every minute of it, as was I.

But something happened, during the course of those weeks, that basically would shape the course we would take until this very day. As I was fucking my mother, I started to get really vulgar and dirty in my sex talk to her. I was calling her, "slut," "whore," "tramp" and I noticed that my mother was getting visibly turned on by this type of talk. She would respond with greater enthusiasm, her moans and groans would get louder and louder and she began saying things like, "Give it to me, fuck me harder lover!!" "Fuck mommy's pussy," "Cum all over my tits". I talked to her about it and she said it really did turn her on to be talked to that way and she loved it. So that also became a regular part of our fuck sessions from that day on.

Another thing we started during those weeks, was that I made her watch xxx-rated porno tapes (that I had stashed in my room) with me. After watching the porn stars perform, my mother started to take on the persona of a porn star, it was like having my own live-in porn queen. That also would be a major development in our affair, as over the year's, anytime I wanted to introduce anything new for my mother to try, I would show her an xxx-rated tape of that particular activity, to sort of break the ice and give her an idea of what to expect.

It was a videotape, that let me introduce my mother into letting me fuck her in the ass for the first time.

This happened during the third week, and right after I had her perform a strip-tease dance, I had it all setup that I was gonna fuck her in the ass, so she was all prepared and agreeable to try it.

I greased up my cock with some Vaseline and slowly slid my cock into her tight asshole. It hurt my mother at first, but once she started getting used to it and her hole relaxed a bit, she began taking it like a pro. She began gyrating her ass to meet my strokes into her and pretty soon she was going ballistic, sobbing and babbling incoherently and then exploding into a wild and thrashing screaming orgasm. After finishing, my mother told me she loved it and couldn't wait to do it again. That also has become a regular part of our routine. No matter what, I always fuck my mother in the ass, whenever we're together. She craves it. She can't get enough.

Housewife Teases Phone Workers

It was a hot summer day, Linda was home alone, and she was horny. Her children were visiting their cousins, and her husband was at work and not expected home until late tonight. Linda really wanted something sexual to occur. She hadn't had sex with her husband for a while, and hadn't even seen another man close-up for days, it seemed.

Linda peered out the windows, hoping to see a neighbor out working. She was praying to see a man without a shirt on, anything that she could fixate a fantasy on, and spend some of the afternoon playing with herself. But there was no action out front. Linda's back yard butted up to another road, so there were no neighbors behind her. Linda did a few loads of laundry as she contemplated going out somewhere to see a man. It was late in the morning when she saw the phone company trucks in back. They appeared to be stringing new wires on the poles that paralleled her back property line. From a distance, Linda could see a worker in the bucket that went up in the air, one driving the truck that carried him, and a third man on a pole. They wore hard hats, tool belts, boots, and gloves: the whole blue-collar fantasy.

Linda wanted to go out in the back yard and get a closer look at them. Even in the unlikely event that her neighbors noticed her out there, it was her own back yard, they wouldn't suspect that she was out there to look at men. Still, Linda thought of excuses to be out in the yard. She thought of plenty of excuses: exercising the dog, gardening, picking up the kid's toys.

Now, what to wear? Linda wondered what the chances are that these men would want to look at her. They might not think a 39-year-old housewife was worth checking out. But Linda still had long legs, and 38C breasts. The idea that she might catch them glimpsing at her sent a wave of arousal through her. If she could catch just one of them looking her way, it might feed her fantasies for weeks to come. Linda took a mental list of her summer wardrobe, wondering what she could wear to catch their attention. Actually, Linda was a pretty conservative dresser, and didn't have many revealing clothes.

But when Linda emerged from her house into the back yard, she was wearing clothes that she bought when she was two sizes smaller. She wore a thin white tank top. Linda never left the house without a bra on, but today her tight top was pulled snugly over her braless breasts. Her large, dark areolas could be seen through the thin cotton top. Her nipples were protruding through it. Linda's grey cotton shorts were pulled tight around the bulge of her crotch, actually pulled into her crack. They were cut high, showing all of her thighs, and even the edge of her white panties in back. Linda didn't have any really sexy underwear, but she wore the tightest, highest cut white cotton panties that she could find. The tight shorts clearly showed her panty lines in back.

Linda, wearing sunglasses, traipsed around the back yard, picking up toys and pulling weeds, keeping an eye on the workers. It didn't take long for the three men to notice Linda. Linda often caught all three of them looking at her when they should have been paying attention to their work. The men were quick to check out the tall brunette housewife parading around braless in tight clothes, her big tits jiggling. Her body language was a little exaggerated and self-concious. Linda didn't even care if she was being obvious while watching them. She was so excited that they were looking at her. She watched them work, and tried to memorize every feature of their faces and bodies and clothes, so she could fantasize about them later. When she had worked up a sweat working around the yard, she sat in a lawn chair and watched them some more. She spread her legs wide, and her panties were visible up her narrow shorts.

Linda watched as the men took a break. They talked to each other, glancing her way. "Excuse me," she heard one say." Linda looked his way, surprised and unsure that he was talking to her. "Excuse me," he said again, and when he was sure that Linda was looking at him, he said, "Can I use your bathroom?"

Linda wasn't sure what to say. She wouldn't normally just let a strange man into her house. But it was obvious that there were no other bathrooms around for him to use. "Uh, sure," she replied. The man walked towards her across her yard. He was the youngest of the three, probably about thirty. He was shorter than the tall housewife, but muscular and good looking, with short blonde hair and a mustache. Linda let the dirty, sweating man into her back door, and followed him in. She glanced back and saw the other two men looking at her.

"Thanks," he said. As soon as the door was closed, he gave her a wicked leer. "I'm Ed."

"I'm Linda," said the startled housewife. The man followed her into the living room, and she felt like she was being stared at. "The washroom is down the hall."

"Can you show me?" asked Ed. Linda led him down the narrow hall, and stopped short of the bathroom. She stood with her back to the wall to let Ed past. Ed paused right across from her. He just stared at her chest with a half-smile on his face. Linda glanced down at her own chest. The air conditioning had made her nipples pucker, and they protruded out of her chest. "Where are your kids?"

"They're visiting relatives," Linda said nervously. She stared at the muscular, ruggedly handsome man with a dirty face and day-old stubble. She felt a wave of goose bumps from the cold and her intense arousal. She crossed her arms around her chest, under her breasts, pushing her cleavage up until it protruded from her tank top.

"So, you're here alone?"

"Yes," Linda stammered.

"God, I love your tits!"

Linda wasn't prepared for the man's crude remark. It was what she had been dreaming about all day, but now the man was actually making a pass at her in her home.

Linda wasn't sure that she wanted to carry the game any farther, but she just smiled and mumbled a "thanks."

"Can I see them?"

"Oh, I don't...."

"Lift your shirt up. Let me see them."

Linda paused for a moment, her face flush, her body flowing with adrenalin to the point that she could hardly think. She grabbed the hem of her tank top with her arms crossed, and slowly lifted it. She pulled it up over her large breasts, and rested it on her chest. Ed wasted little time putting his dirty hands on her exposed breasts. He kneaded, lifted, and squeezed them as Linda let out a moan.

Ed quickly buried his head between her breasts, and kissed them all over as he tugged on her nipples. Linda was pinned against the wall as he sucked on her nipples, completely surrendering to the stranger.

Ed ran his hands down her back and squeezed her ass over her cotton shorts. He moved them under the bottoms of the shorts, into her panties, and squeezed her bare ass roughly. Linda put her hands on Ed's muscular, perspiration-soaked shoulders and squeezed them.

The hallway smelled of perspiration as Ed moved one hand over her crotch and rubbed her pussy over her thin, tight shorts. Linda's wetness had soaked all the way through her panties to her shorts. Linda moved her hand down Ed's back, and squeezed his ass. Ed quickly yanked down both her shorts and her panties to mid-thigh, and rubbed her hairy pussy. He inserted one finger into her wetness and rapidly circled it inside of her.

Ed said, "Let's go to your bedroom and fuck." Linda was a little taken aback by his crude, frank talk, but she realized that she had started this, it's what she wanted, and he probably didn't have much time. It was just like some of her fantasies. Linda walked down the hall awkwardly, with her shirt resting on her bare breasts, and her shorts down on her thighs. Ed followed her, reached out, and grabbed her bare bobbling ass cheek as she walked.

Upon entering her bedroom, Ed quickly unbuttoned his shirt and threw it off. He dropped his tool belt, unzipped his pants, and dropped them. He pulled off his briefs, and exposed his hard penis, of average length but quite thick, surrounded by blonde pubic hair. Linda pulled her top off, and stepped out of her shorts, and climbed into the bed naked. Ed grabbed a condom out of his wallet, and put it on the edge of the bed, before joining Linda. He roughly French kissed her as his calloused hands grabbed her breasts.

Linda reached down and stroked his thick cock. Ed inserted one, then two, then a third finger into Linda's pussy and spread them wide. His rough foreplay had Linda moaning and gyrating all over the bed.

Ed quickly put on the condom, and climbed between her legs. He worked his thick pud into her pussy lips and thrust hard. The short muscular man fell on Linda's chest and pumped hard into her. Linda was moaning and squealing uncontrollably, already having her first orgasm. Ed surprised Linda by getting up, standing on the floor at the foot of the bed, grabbing her legs, and pulling her down to him. He slung her legs up over his shoulders, and again inserted his cock into her. As he stood between her legs, he banged hard into her. Soon Linda was again squealing and thrashing.

Linda looked up to see the two other men standing in the doorway, watching her. Part of her wanted to protest their intrusion, part of her wanted to cover up in embarrassment, but she was too far into the throes of passion to do anything but continue getting fucked. The two men stared at her large tits as she lay on her back, bobbling all over as Ed slammed into her. After getting over the initial shock of the two men watching her, she started to get aroused by their presence. "Ohhh, OHH! UMM!" Linda cried out as Ed pumped faster and faster. Linda gyrated all over as she had her second orgasm. Ed simply grunted and stopped fucking.

Linda lied on the bed panting heavily. She looked up to see the older of the three men, the one that was in the truck, approaching her. "Nice tits!" was all he said as he reached out and grabbed her right breast. Linda lay still, exhausted and shocked, allowing the man to fondle her. Soon the other man approached her from the other side of the bed, and groped her left breast. Both men climbed in bed with her, and each sucked on one of her nipples. The older man placed his hand on her pussy and inserted a finger. Linda put her arms around them and whimpered.

The man on her left unhooked his tool belt, unzipped his pants, and stripped naked without a word to Linda. He knelt on the bed near Linda's head, and thrust his large hard cock in her face. Linda didn't want to appear prudish, and in fact, enjoyed feeling slutty. She wrapped her lips around the cock and sucked on the warm sweaty shaft.

Linda got on her knees and sucked deep. The man on the other side felt her hanging tits. Then he too took off his belt, unzipped his pants, and knelt behind her on the bed. He worked his hard cock into her pussy from behind. Soon he was thrusting hard into her doggie style as Linda sucked the other's dick.

Linda felt the men's rough hands on her tits and ass as she was bounced around. She was feeling used and out of control, but she didn't care.

The man behind her thrust faster and harder. Just as Linda was reaching another climax, he came in her pussy.

The man in her mouth withdrew, fell back onto the bed, grabbed Linda under her arms, and pulled the housewife on top of him. Linda straddled the man, and lowered her slippery pussy down onto him. They humped rapidly, their sweating bodies sticking together. This one had the longest, thickest cock that Linda had ever had in her. Linda was panting and grunting during the fast hard fuck. The other two men were watching her. Linda was thrashing from side to side, and dragging the man around the bed, squeezing her long thighs around him.

The older driver now knelt on the bed next to them. After stroking his cock until it was hard again, he thrust it at Linda's face. Linda dutifully wrapped her lips around it and sucked him as she was fucked from underneath. Shortly, Ed the short blonde climbed on the bed behind Linda. Linda felt his cock sliding along her ass crack between her spread cheeks. Ed started to push his slippery dick into her puckered asshole. Linda had never had anything other than her finger and her own dildo inside of her asshole. She wanted to holler a protest, but all that came out of her mouth was muffled moaning around the driver's cock. Ed slowly worked his whole thick cock into her ass, and quickly got into a rhythm with the cock fucking her pussy, and the one in her mouth. Linda felt totally out of control, totally used, by the three men fucking her simultaneously. And she was having wave after wave of dizzying orgasms. The bedroom echoed with the sounds of squeaking beds, slapping flesh, slurping and squishing, grunting men, and a wailing woman.

Screaming and omitting other unladylike barks and grunts, Linda climaxed again and again. The man on top of her came inside of her before pulling out and squirting his remaining jism on her ass and back. The driver shot a load deep in Linda's throat, causing her to gag and recoil, her lips sliding off of his slippery cock and allowing his remaining shots to land on Linda's face. The man under her came inside of her pussy.

Linda fell onto her back on the bed. It was many minutes before she could do anything but lay back, naked, exhausted, her arms and legs splayed, and unable to move except for her rapid panting. All three men dressed, said "thanks" and "bye", and left the room. She heard the back door open and close.

After Linda had regained some composure, she looked out back. The men were back on the next poll. By the time that she showered and washed her clothes and sheets, they were out of sight.

Teacher Strips For The Team

It had been a long time since Borman High School had any kind of a winning athletic team, but going into the final game of the season, the basketball team had a good shot at the league championship. Still, head coach Bill Dark was wracking his brain thinking of ways to motivate his team.

What could he promise his young players that would make them play that much harder? He remembered when he was in school. His team won a championship, and his coach took the team out drinking. That's a possibility. He remembered another story he heard about a coach that hired a stripper for his winning team. Hmm, that appealed to Coach Dark's lecherous side, he would enjoy that, too. Who could he get? There weren't any strip clubs around this small town. Someone in the school? Maybe some of his players knew a real sleazy slut that he could bribe or blackmail. He decided to approach Joe and Rick, his team leaders, on the subject.

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Joe and Rick were hanging out in the hallway outside the locker room watching girls, when Coach Dark joined them. "Who's the one with the firm ass?" he asked, nodding to a petite brunette.

"Some Junior," replied Joe. Coach Dark had been coaching Rick and Joe for a few years, and they were used to his frank talk about girls.

After commenting on a few more girls, Coach Dark approached them with his motivational plan. "If you boys win Friday night, I want to give you a special reward. I'm thinking about getting a stripper.

Joe and Rick looked at the coach, grinning. "That would be real cool," commented Rick, and Joe agreed.

"Trouble is, I'm not sure who to get. I just might be able to persuade the right girl. If you boys could see anyone in this school naked, who would you pick?"

Rick was staring down the hall while listening to the coach. "Here she comes now, Coach."

There were several girls coming down the hall, but Coach Dark knew whom Rick was talking about. Mrs. Carlson, the buxom blonde English teacher, was bouncing in their direction. She was wearing a tight sweater, and as she hurried down the hall, the teacher's breasts rose and fell with each step. Ba-boom ba-boom ba-boom! All three males kept their eyes glued on the jiggling pair. When she had passed, the two teens moaned, and Coach Dark chuckled.

"Coach," said Joe, "If you can get her to strip, every last player would give a hundred and ten percent, or die trying."

Coach Dark nodded. "I'll give it some thought, boys. Good choice."

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That big-titted bitch Marilyn Carlson was going to be one tough nut to crack, thought Coach Dark. Married, in her 30s, tenured, stuck-up, considered herself better than the gym teachers. He'd seen a few faculty members flirt with her, only to get ignored or rebuffed. Hell, I'm one of those, he recalled.

But Coach Dark had been at Borman for many years, and knew a lot of people. The first thing he would do is use his friendship with the principal to look at her teaching record. The next thing would be to have a chat with the police chief. The Chief owed the coach a big favor for starting his son a few years back.

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Marilyn Carlson had seen the two boys, and Bill Dark, leering at her out of the corner of her eye, but refused to acknowledge them. Dark was a typical crude, aggressive jock. When she first started teaching at Borman ten years ago, he used to flirt with her, put his arm around her, and even kissed her on the lips at a faculty Christmas party. She once gave one of his star athletes a poor grade, and he got the principal to intervene and make her raise the grade. To this day he has a condescending, "little lady" attitude with her.

His star guard, Rick, is one of her students, and a poor, ill-mannered one. Earlier this year, Mrs. Carlson was walking through a crowded hallway between periods, when a hand from the other direction suddenly reached out and gave her breast a quick grope. Mrs. Carlson turned around and saw Rick look back at her, but she could prove nothing, and never approached the popular, good-looking athlete about the humiliating incident.

Joe, the big stocky forward, was another student of hers. The girls love him, but to Mrs. Carlson he's just a cocky kid that tries to look up her skirt and gawk at her breasts. She hated it when these children stared at her breasts, and ignored the tingling in her puckering nipples such sexual attention caused her, or denied it was happening.

Mrs. Carlson was in her classroom grading papers during her free period, when Bill Dark entered her room. She presumed he came to ask her to give one of his athletes a break.

"Hey, Marilyn," he said.

"Bill," Mrs. Carlson replied. "Are you here to have me give one of your students a break?"

"Better than that, Marilyn," Bill replied. "I'm here to tell you how you can help and inspire my whole team, and give pride to the entire student body, and the community."

"Wow, how can I do that?" Mrs. Carlson sarcastically asked.

"Are you aware of how popular you are among Borman's male student population?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." Mrs. Carlson really wasn't, and didn't have any idea what the coach was getting at.

"I took an informal poll among the athletes, and not only are you considered the number one babe teacher at Borman, but many would choose you over any female in the entire school!"

Mrs. Carlson didn't have time for Coach Dark's flirting. "Bill, I have to get these papers graded."

"I'm dead serious, Marilyn, the boys think you are very sexy, and you know that I agree with them."

Mrs. Carlson still thought he was making this up. "What do you want, Bill?"

Coach Dark sat on Mrs. Carlson's desk, glanced at the door, and quietly said, "Did you ever see the movie 'The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas?'"

"Yea."

"Remember when the coach took his team to the prostitutes for winning the championship?"

"I guess,"

Well, sometimes us coaches need to reward our young men when they win championships. And if my team wins the championship Friday night, they deserve something special."

Mrs. Carlson still thought the coach was joking around. "You're going to take the team to a whorehouse?"

"Well, Marilyn, not exactly. But, uh, the boys were sort of told that the staff would throw a party with a stripper if they won, and you, uh, were their very first choice to be the stripper,"

Mrs. Carlson felt her face getting flush. Of all the nerve to come in here and joke about something like that! "How dare you come into my classroom and talk to me like that! I know you have friends on the board, but if you don't leave now, I'm filing a complaint!"

Coach Dark opened up the manila file folder that was attached to his clipboard. "Well, Marilyn, before you get all high and mighty, I kind of stumbled across a skeleton in your closet."

Mrs. Carlson looked at the first page of the folder. Her heart sank when she realized that it was a copy of her police record! In college, she had been arrested, along with a carload of girls from her dorm, after the bars had closed. The police found a small bag of pot in the car. It wasn't Marilyn's, but all of the girls were charged with marijuana possession. Marilyn never even smoked the stuff, but the public defender recommended that they plead guilty, and were charged a small fine.

Mrs. Carlson sat speechless. "Marilyn," the coach said, "We all had our youthful indiscretions in college, but you lied about this in your job application, and with the district's zero tolerance policy today, your teaching future wouldn't be worth a plugged nickel if this got out."

Mrs. Carlson sat with her head in her hands. He was right. Her job, her career, her standing in the community, the embarrassment this would cause her kids… "Why are you doing this, Bill? What do you want from me?"

"I told you what I want. I want to be able to tell the boys that if they win Friday, that you will do a striptease at a private party. You're the one they want."

Mrs. Carlson's head was spinning from all of this. The boys really want to see me naked? Was he making that up? "Bill, I'm thirty-six years old, and I've had two kids! Why would they want me?"

"Marilyn, you know how these boys get hard for a mature, adult woman. They sit in your class every day and have dirty thoughts about you. Don't worry, you'll be great!"

Mrs. Carlson was speechless.

Coach Dark knew Marilyn's attitude had been deflated, and he could get bolder. He stood behind her, and put his hands on her shoulders. "They stare at those large hangers of yours every day, and just go nuts for you."

Mrs. Carlson was overwhelmed with different emotions. Anger, fear, anxiety, but she also felt a strange erotic stirring, thinking about all those boys lusting for her.

"You're gonna do it, aren't you, honey?" whispered the coach.

Mrs. Carlson, fighting back tears, nodded her head.

"I'll give you more details later." The coach moved his hands down her chest and squeezed her breasts. "And I'm gonna look forward to seeing these myself." Marilyn silently pushed his hands off of her chest, and the coach left the classroom.

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More than once on the way over to the restaurant, Mrs. Carlson considered turning around. She still wasn't sure she could go through with what that bastard Bill Dark was making her do. Her heart sank when she heard that the team had won, and this morning Bill called her and gave her instructions for the evening, which he warned her to follow explicitly.

At ten o'clock Saturday night, as directed, Mrs. Carlson entered the rear door of the restaurant. It was past the grill's regular closing time, but the coach told her that the owner was a friend of his, and he booked the back room for a private party. She waited in the kitchen while the owner went and got The Coach. Mrs. Carlson stood wringing her hands, still praying that there was a way out of this. She looked at herself in a mirror above a sink. She had spent a long time getting her hair and make-up and clothes just right, although she wasn't sure why. Her shoulder- length golden hair was full and shimmering. Her long earrings dangled from her lobes. She still worried that the woman in the mirror would be a disappointment for the teen-aged boys used to seeing teen-aged girls, or nude models in photos. Fifteen years ago, maybe…

The Coach entered the kitchen, smiled at Mrs. Carlson, and ordered, "Take of your coat." Mrs. Carlson unbuttoned her coat and took it off. The Coach ran his eyes up and down her red blazer covering a white turtleneck, her tight black mid-thigh skirt, and black hi-heels. She looked pretty conservative, but the sweater and skirt were specifically requested by the coach. "Yea, that'll work. Nice! Give me a minute to announce you, and then come out when you hear me call you. You're gonna be great!"

"Who is out there?" Mrs. Carlson nervously queried.

"Just my team, and coaches, and a couple of other people. I gotta go, be ready!"

Mrs. Carlson could hear Coach Dark get everyone's attention. "We have a little entertainment planned, that I'm sure you boys are gonna enjoy. So lets get on with it. Come on out, Mrs. Carlson!"

Before she even stepped through the door, she heard the teen boys cheering. Then when she entered the room, they really erupted. The twelve players were sitting around a long folding table at the head of the room. The Coach was standing on the table, waving her up to join him. There was a chair against the table, and Mrs. Carlson stepped up onto the chair in her tight skirt, and onto the table. She looked down at the cheering teens, each with a can of beer in front of them. That was unnerving enough, but what shocked her were the people behind them. Much of the male faculty of Borman was sitting and applauding her. They included the principal, all of the gym teachers, the janitorial staff, some of the senior English teachers that she had worked with for years, and her current young student teacher.

The Coach stepped off the table, and suddenly rock music started to play over the PA system. Alone above several dozen males, Mrs. Carlson started to slowly dance, bringing more cheers from the crowd.

She danced in place for a minute, still hoping someone would come to her rescue, but when she saw Rick and Joe yelling, "Take it off!" she knew she was defeated. She pulled her red blazer off of her shoulders, and dropped it, to the cheers of the crowd. The sweater that Bill had requested she wear was sleeveless, and tight.

As The Coach had told her earlier, she tried her best to make it look like she was enjoying it. She put her hands up as she danced, and her big breasts started to bobble under her tight sweater. She tried to force a smile. She got some polite applause, but the crude teens again yelled "Take it off, Mrs. Carlson!"

She crossed her hands, grabbed the edges of her sweater, and started to lift it.

There was more cheering as she pulled the sweater up over her bra. The turtleneck was not the slickest choice for stripping, and she awkwardly pulled it over her head. Dropping it, she danced in her white bra, per The Coach's prior orders, the sexiest bra she owned. It was a low cut, push-up bra with lace along the top of the cups, that she had to purchase for a formal dress once. It exposed ample cleavage, and her breasts jiggled in and out of her bra.

Mrs. Carlson forced another smile, but she felt more like crying. This was like some bad nightmare. She looked down at the young, grinning students surrounding her, staring at her bra, and looking up her skirt. Then she looked out at her peers and superiors, and they also were leering and applauding. Mrs. Carlson felt further humiliated when she heard Joe yell, "Look you can see nipples poking out!" Still, she realized that she was feeling an involuntary wave of arousal. She suddenly had a flashback to when she first grew her breasts. She was so proud of them, and once had a fantasy of proudly dancing topless for her male classmates. Damn, why did she have to remember that now?

The boys were yelling, "Take off your bra!" but Mrs. Carlson was prolonging that moment. She stalled by slowly working the button and zipper on the side of her skirt. There were cheers as she did, and when the zipper was down, she slowly, reluctantly, started to slide her skirt down her hips. The coach had said not to wear pantyhose, to wear garters and stockings. Mrs. Carlson didn't own any, so she was bare-legged. She did find a fairly tight, skimpy, flattering pair of white silk panties that her husband had purchased for her, and that was what was being exposed as her skirt dropped.

Mrs. Carlson kicked her skirt away from her feet while still dancing. The crowd whistled and cheered as she stood in her bra and panties and hi-heels. Her silk panties were pulled tight over her pubic mound. They were a bikini-cut, and scooped down slightly in front. The thirty-six-year-old mother's thighs, and even stomach, jiggled as she danced, but it was still her cleavage bouncing in and out of her bra that was revving up the crowd most. When Mrs. Carlson nearly fell from her hi- heeled shoes, she bent down and removed each of them. As she leaned over, her cleavage hung way out of her bra, causing more noise from the crowd.

There were more calls of "Take of your bra!" from the barely-changed voices of the teens, and when it became a chant, Mrs. Carlson lowered her left bra strap off of her shoulder. There were more cheers for that, as well as when she lowered the right strap. The busty teacher reached behind her with both hands and unclasped her bra. She meant to hold it up over her chest to prolong her fate, but didn't catch it, and it floated to the ground. Her large white breasts fell out of the cups and immediately started jumping about as she danced. The roar of the small crowd was like a jet plane to Mrs. Carlson, who actually felt a wave of dizziness with the realization that she was dancing topless before dozens of males that she knew.

She looked down at the boys, who were laughing and pointing at her bobbling tits. Their eyes were glued to her round white breasts capped by dark pink areola, and hard pink nipples. Mrs. Carlson couldn't smile now, the humiliation being overwhelming, but she gamely tried to put on a show. She raised her fists in the air, with her elbows bent slightly, and thrust her breasts in and out.

While looking out at the faces of her faculty co-workers, Mrs. Carlson was aware of her growing arousal. She tried to suppress it. But as she danced topless, she heard one of the teens say, "Look at her panties, she's wetting herself!" Others pointed and made comments. Rick yelled, "Getting turned on, Mrs. Carlson?" She couldn't see the stain spreading over her tight panty crotch, but she knew it was there, and it only increased her shame.

"Take your panties off!" shouted the boys. Mrs. Carlson ignored them, thinking she had gone far enough, but soon from the men in back came cries of "Panties, panties!" She didn't want to show her pubic hair. Her bush was very hairy, and Mrs. Carlson considered trimming it before her strip, but that would have clued her husband. She was sure the crowd would be grossed out at her hairy puss. The distraught teacher stalled by turning her back on the crowd and shaking her ass at them. With more cries for her panties to come off, she pulled up on the sides of her panties to give the appearance of a thong. She shook her naked white thirty-six-year-old ass to cheers and lewd comments by the boys. Finally she slowly lowered her panties down her hips. She bent over to pull them down farther, and the crowd could see a patch of pubic hair between her legs. The young boys, and most of the older adults, had never seen a woman's ass shake like that.

Finally, Mrs. Carlson turned around and displayed her full- frontal nudity. Her pussy was indeed a very hairy dark- blonde triangle of fur sticking way out from her body. She looked down and saw one boy wearing her bra on his head, and another boy sniffing her panties before passing it on to the next.

Finally, the music abruptly ended, and Coach Dark stood below her, coaxing her down off of the table, to thunderous applause. He put his arm around her naked body, making her face the crowd.

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"Boys, I'm glad you enjoyed the show," announced The Coach. "But Mrs. Carlson isn't done yet. To further reward your fine efforts this season, Mrs. Carlson wants you to know that, right here right now, you can do anything you want to her, and she will do anything you want. Go to it, team!" Mrs. Carlson gave a wide-eyed, open-mouthed, incredulous look to the coach, but immediately Rick was on his feet and groping her left breast, and Joe was grabbing her right breast, and the rest of the team were right there with them, competing to get their hands on any part of their English teacher that they could. Mrs. Carlson squealed loudly as hands groped her tits, ass, pussy, and thighs. As she was jostled around, she saw Bill Dark and many of the other teachers watching and laughing. But mostly she was surrounded by twelve of the tallest boys in the school, grabbing and fondling her.

After the initial shock, the groping was having its effects on Mrs. Carlson. As much as she tried to fight it, the rough grabbing and pulling at her breasts and nipples, as well as her pussy, were arousing her. Her squeals were punctuated with whimpers and moans. Rick clamped his lips around her breast, and Joe did the same to the other. They were the two popular, attractive students, and had some sexual experience. Rick gave up Mrs. Carlson's tit to a teammate, and rubbed her pussy mound. When he inserted a finger into her, he yelled, "Wow, this is the wettest pussy I've ever fingered!" He inserted two more fingers, and slid them easily in and out of the well-lubricated pussy. He moved his middle finger up, and diddled his pretty teacher's swollen clit.

 "WoooooOOO!" wailed Mrs. Carlson, to her audience's delight. She stumbled back, and rested her butt on the edge of the table. Rick pushed her knees apart, knelt between them, and buried his face into her muff. He darted his tongue in and out of her pussy, causing her to moan and wail more.

Ron planted his lips onto his teacher's, forced his tongue into her mouth, and Frenched her as she leaned back on her elbows. This muffled her cries, and obscured her from seeing Rick whip his hard cock out of his pants. He aimed it at her dripping pussy, and worked his head into it before Mrs. Carlson even saw it. Her muffled moans could be heard as Rick slid his entire shaft into her, standing between her thighs.

The other teens were cheering him on. "Go, Rick!" "Pound it hard!" Rick eagerly thrust his groin rapidly, causing the squealing teacher to be jostled even more.

"OH, Rick! Rick!" she pleaded, as he squirted his jism into her pussy. But to her own amazement, she wasn't pleading with him to stop. "Don't pull out, keep it in. Ohh! I'm cumming! OOOweeeeeeEEE!" The faculty members in particular were amused and astounded at the married teacher's lustful cries. "WoooHOOOOO!" The mature lover gyrated all over the table in the throes of a wild orgasm.

When she relaxed a bit, Rick did pull out of her. Mrs. Carlson impulsively stood up, and one of the shorter guards turned her around, and pushed her over the table. He pulled his firm cock out of his pants, and rammed in into her pussy from behind. He slammed into her shaking ass as she rested her hands on the table.

Joe climbed up on the table, whipped his thick, long cock out of his mouth, and pressed it into Mrs. Carlson's face. She stared at the monster for a minute, and did her best to stretch her mouth around the big head. She bobbed on the cock while her pussy got ravaged from behind, and her hanging tits got groped.

The kid behind her quickly came, and was replaced by another, then another. Joe got down off of the table, and forced his teacher to lay down on the table on her back. He stood between her legs and aimed his huge throbbing cock at her pussy. "No, Joe, No! It's too big! No!" Joe slowly worked his thick cock into her stretched, lubricated pussy, as Mrs. Carlson grunted. When he got the whole thing in, he started thrusting hard. "Uh! UnG!" grunted the ravaged teacher.

Rick had recovered by this time, and climbed up onto the table. He straddled his teacher's chest, and announced, "I gotta tit-fuck these big babies!" He sat on her chest, laid his dirty cock between her tits, and wrapped the mammaries around his dick. He slid the dick in and out of her cleavage, while his teammate fucked her pussy. A tall reserve center pulled out his cock, made Mrs. Carlson turn her head, and suck his dick.

Mrs. Carlson was jostled all over by the three big, strong teens. The center was the first to cum, in her mouth, and he shot cum all over her face. Mrs. Carlson looked down in time to see Rick squirt jism all over her cleavage, tits, chest, and chin. Joe continued pounding her as she grunted and wailed and panted. "OHH, JOE! I'm CUMMING, JOE! OOOWWWWWW!" Joe also unloaded in her as she thrashed and gyrated with another orgasm.

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While the rest of the boys had their way with the cum- covered teacher, the faculty members drank beer and watched the action. Fortunately for Mrs. Carlson's tender pussy, most of the boys came very quickly. When they were done, Mrs. Carlson didn't think she could feel any more degraded, or have any more orgasms, than she already had. She lied on the table smeared with cum when Coach Dark climbed onto the table. He was stark naked, with an impressive cock standing straight out. He looked down at her with a clench-jawed smirk, and said, "I've waited a long time for this." He pulled Mrs. Carlson up by her arm, and stood her up. Then he planted his palms on her ass cheeks, and lifted her up. She was no pixie, but he handled her like a small doll, and he rammed his cock into her pussy. The others marveled at his physical strength, as he stood straight up while fucking his co-worker. He let go with his left hand, holding her up just by his right hand, and grabbed hold of her right tit with his left hand. He planted his lips on her left tit. Mrs. Carlson wrapped her legs tightly around his torso, and put her arms around his neck. Her bare belly was pressed against his while he manhandled her in clear view of the others.

Coach Dark fucked her like a jackhammer, making her ass and thighs jiggle, while feeling and sucking her big tits. Mrs. Carlson's squealing was echoing around the room. "Bill, Bill, fuck me! Don't Stop!"

"You liked being the team's last conquest, didn't you?"

"Yes!" moaned Mrs. Carlson.

"You liked the way they looked at you dancing naked, didn't you?"

"Oh, yes!"

"You like acting like a slut?"

"Yes!"

"And you love being fucked by me, don't you?"

"Yes, Bill! Ohh, I'm gonna CUM OH, GOD, Bill, OH GOD! I'm CUMMING! SO MUCH!!"

After Mrs. Carlson's screams subsided, Coach Dark lowered the woman back onto the table, and left the spent woman for the gathering faculty members.