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It's Just Wrong: Mothers and Sons 01

By: fictitious



* This is part 1. Part 2 coming soon *

The phone rang loudly, disturbing the silence of his office. He sat in his cozy leather chair looking over today's newspaper. It was a nice, sunny day outside, yet he felt the morning chill creeping in through the open window. The phone rang again. He closed the newspaper and carefully laid it onto the coffee table. He stood up and walked over to the phone and waited for another ring. When the phone rang the third time, he snatched it up and brought it to his ear.

"Howard Stern speaking," he said calmly.

"Hey Howard, it's Mike!"

Howard recognized the cheerful voice right away. It was Howard's recruiter – the man who was responsible for getting people to appear on "The Howard Stern Show". Mike had a special task this time and it was taking longer than usual to find the willing participants.

"What's up Mike?" Howard asked.

"I've finally found enough participants!" announced Mike.

"Great," Howard said simply, trying to hide his delight.

"I tell you man, this was a difficult one. I know it took me longer that I promised, but I guarantee you – it was well worth it."

"Did you check their identities? Make sure they were all good? This is important."

"Of course! What do you take me for, an amateur? I have their birth certificates and I ran the background checks. This is as real as it gets. I'll fax those over to you right away."

"You're the best, Mike," Howard allowed himself a smile. "That's why you are my recruiter – always paying attention to details. It's settled then. Let's plan for this weekend. I'll get my crew and the studio ready." Howard opened his calendar a looked at it for a moment. "How does Saturday at four sound?"

"That works for me, Howard. I'll let the participants know."

"Make sure they are on time."

"I will," assured Mike. "Talk to you later, Howard."

Howard Stern hung up the phone and looked out of the open window, squinting. He walked closer to the window and breathed in the morning air. He wished he could remember where he put his sunglasses last night as the morning sun was already blazing bright. Saturday was three days from today and he began making plans on whom to call and what to prepare. He never really liked creating scripts for his shows, but he had a mind to make this show a little bit more interesting. A few moments later Howard Stern was enthusiastically calling up his loyal staff members to announce the show they would be shooting this Saturday.

On Saturday afternoon, Howard Stern entered his studio where he filmed all of his shows. He walked past a few members of the film crew that were already setting up the equipment. He proceeded over to his desk and checked his microphone. It was working well, as usual. Howard took out a stack of papers and looked over them – birth certificates, background checks, release agreements – everything looked to be in place. Then he opened up his notebooks and read over the script that he had prepared for himself. As he read, he marveled at his own brilliance.

Since this show had a very unusual topic, Howard decided to tell very few people about this shooting. It would be a small crew today – one guy to record the show, and two of his sidekicks: Robin Quivers and Gary Dell'Abate, also known as Baba Booey. Both of them were there for the other "It's Just Wrong" shows and Howard knew they would be comfortable with this one. He had warned his co-hosts ahead of time that this show would have a little twist to it.

The set-up crew departed after they finished preparing the video and sound equipment. The guy who would do the actual recording arrived shortly after. Howard trusted this guy – he had employed him for a very long time.

"There's the master himself!" sounded the cheerful voice of Robin Quivers as she walked into the studio with Gary Dell'Abate following in.

"Did you guys carpool here or something?" asked Howard looking up from his notebook.

"No, I found Gary on the corner of the building, trying to sell himself for sex," laughed Robin and Howard cracked a somber smile at Gary.

"Hey, a man needs to make a living and we all know that Howard doesn't pay us squat," said Gary as he walked over to his own desk and tapped his microphone with one finger.

"So Howard, another It's Just Wrong episode?" asked Robin raising one eyebrow.

"Yes. Mothers and sons this time," answered Howard nodding his head.

"Should be interesting," said Gary smiling broadly. "Have you met the contestants yet?"

"Not yet. They should be her at four. So I'm expecting them to show up soon," answered Howard.

"Sons stripping their own mothers," said Robin shaking her head. "There is nothing more wrong than that."

"I told you, Robin, this time there will be a twist," said Howard fixing Robin with a mischievous gaze.

"Howard, you dog!" laughed Robin "What do you have in mind? See if a mother will let her son squeeze her tits, like the brother and sister show?"

"Robin, dear, I have a lot more in mind than that," replied Howard.

"Oh, I like this!" exclaimed Gary, grinning broadly. "I like this a lot!"

"You two are the dirtiest men I've ever met," laughed Robin.

"You know you like it," jested Gary.

They spent the next fifteen, or so, minutes making small talk. When Mike finally arrived he waked in through the side door alone.

Gary spotted him first. "Hey, Mikey!" he shouted across the room.

"Gary. Robin. Howard." Mike nodded to each person in turn. "How are you all this fine afternoon?"

"Good, my man," replied Howard. "You are right on time." 

"You guys are going to love me. I found some real gems for your show," said Mike.

"I checked out the birth certificates," said Howard. "The all look real."

"Of course they are real!" exclaimed Mike. "I always do what you ask of me."

Howard couldn't argue – the man was reliable.

"Excellent, then we should start right away," declared Gary, unable to hide his excitement.

Howard shifted his microphone closer to his mouth and said: "Test. Test."

Everything seemed to be ready.

"Where are the contestants?" asked Howard.

"In the hallway, waiting for my signal," said Mike. "Should I let them in?"

"On my signal," said Howard. "Are you staying for the show, Mike?"

"I would absolutely love to but you know me – always busy. I've got a meeting with another client in half an hour. You know that show biz people do not like to wait. Plus, I'm sure I can get a copy of the recording from you later, right?"

"You know it. Take care, Mike, and we'll begin on three," spoke Howard as he put his studio headphones on.

On the count of three the cameraman began rolling and Howard Stern did a small greeting to his listeners as usual.

"Today, we have a really special show for you all. It's Just Wrong has been such a big hit, that we decided to do another episode. So, let's begin with It's Just Wrong: Mothers and Sons."

Howard Stern gave the signal and Mike let the six participants into the room. Three women and three young men walked into the studio room. They took up their positions facing the show. There was a standing microphone set up for each mother and son pair.

"We've got quite impressive looking participants today," announced Howard after everyone was in place. "How is everyone doing today?"

"Good Howard, thank you," answered one woman.

"It's a pleasure to be here," said another leaning enthusiastically into the microphone.

"Excellent," continued Howard. "Do you all know why you're here? Judging by the nods, it looks like you do. Good. Let's go ahead and have you introduce yourselves, starting from my left."

The very first person to introduce herself was an energetic woman who seemed to be in very high spirits. She was about 5'3" and wore a white t-shirt. The t-shirt was tight and barely came down to cover the woman's flat stomach. She wore a pair of short-cut denim shorts, which were pulled over a set of tanned, muscular legs. Her long hair was bleached bright blonde and pulled back into a ponytail. Her round, cute, cheerful face was sprinkled with barely visible freckles.

"Hi Howard!" said the woman eagerly. "My name is Jessica, but my friends call me Jessie. I'm 35 years old. This is my son, Joe. He is 18 and about to graduate from high school".

"Jessie, I've got to say you are quite the MILF," said Howard. "Joe, you are a lucky guy to have a mom like that."

Jessica smiled and her son, Joe, seemed to blush lightly. He stood next to his mother with his hands behind his back. He wasn't tall – perhaps half a head taller than his mom. He was a stocky young man, but not overly muscular. His dark blond hair was closely buzzed to his skull. He wore blue jeans and a plain white t-shirt. In fact, it seemed like the mother and the son planned to wear matching t-shirts, as if they wore a team uniform.

"Jessica what do you do?" asked Robin.

"Well..." Jessica paused for a second and glanced over at her son. "I'm not employed right now. I'm a..." she paused again. "Well, I was a house wife."

"Was?"

"Yes, well... you see I was married to a wealthy guy and he just recently kicked me out of the house. So, I'm not sure what to do," explained Jessica.

"Why did he kick you out?"

"My husband is... a really jealous man and he caught me making out with the pool boy. He got really pissed off and threw us out... and filed for divorce."

"Wait, wait. You banged the pool boy and your husband kicked you out?" asked Gary, his mouth hanging open.

"No!" exclaimed Jessica. "I didn't bang him. My husband is a lot older than me and he's always traveling on business, so I got a little adventurous. But all we did was kiss a little, me and the pool boy that is."

"Whoa! That's quite a story." Gary couldn't contain his amusement.

"And what about Joe?" asked Howard. "Did his father kick him out too?"

"He's not Joe's father and he never thought of him as his son. Joe never liked my husband, to be honest. We were both kicked out," explained Jessie.

"Where is Joe's father then?"

"Who knows," replied Jessie. "I had Joe when I was still in high school..." Jessie trailed off, leaving the obvious unspoken.

"So, you are homeless now, until the divorce settlement anyway. Then the old fart would wish he'd never divorced you, eh?" joked Gary.

Jessica's bright face seemed to darken for a moment. "I signed the prenup," she said.

"Ho ho! The prenup!" blurted Gary. "Ouch! That sucks."

"Pretty much," agreed Jessica. "Right now Joe and I are staying with a friend, but we really need to get out on our own."

"And that's why you're playing It's Just Wrong. If you win you get ten thousand dollars," reassured Howard.

Jessica's eyes lit up and she began nodding excitedly. He bright blonde pony tail bobbed around wildly.

"Okay. Let's move on. How about you two in the middle?" asked Howard.

"I'm Linda. I'm a 39 year old librarian and this is my son Brent," the woman said calmly. She was a tall woman, with a slim body. Her light brown hair hung down past her shoulders. Linda wore a summer dress with a scattered flower design. Next to her stood her son, who was a whole head taller than his mom, which put him over six feet tall. His long arms and legs made him look lanky.

"How old are you, Brent?" asked Howard.

Brent bent down to get closer to the microphone and said in a booming voice: "I'm 19, Howard."

"And what brings you guys here today?"

"My dad needs surgery," said Brent. "It's a very expensive procedure, so in order to get a loan we need to get enough for a down payment."

"That's a noble cause," chimed in Robin. "I wish you luck."

"Thank you," said Brent.

"Our last two contestants – can you introduce yourselves?" moved on Howard.

The third was an attractive brunette with pale skin. Her angular face was framed by straight, shiny black hair, which hung down to the top of her cleavage. She wore a dark green low cut shirt, which barely contained her large breasts and she kept yanking her shirt up. Her jeans sat tight on her curvy waist. She was of an average height, a little taller than Jessica.

Beside her stood, what appeared to be, a copy of his mom only with shorter hair and a boyish body. He was the same height as his mother. His dark black hair hung limp over his eyes and he would brush it out of the way from time to time. He wore a checkered button-up shirt with gray slacks. He looked very scrawny comparing to the other two boys.

"My name is Suzanne and this is Tommy. I'm a 36-year-old teacher and Tommy wants to become an engineer. Oh, and he's 18." Suzanne smiled shyly while Tom was studying his shoes.

"Welcome to the show Suzanne. Can we call you Suzy?" asked Howard.

"Of course," answered Suzanne, blushing.

"What's your story, Suzy?" asked Gary.

"While I said I was a teacher," began Suzanne, "I was recently laid off. I tried to find another job at other schools, but a lot of teachers are being laid off right now. Tommy works at a bookstore after school, but it's barely enough for groceries. Thus, we fell behind in mortgage payments. Now we need money or we'll lose the house."

"Ouch! I feel for you," said Robin. "It's tough times right now with the economy being in the dumpster. I can't believe even the teachers are feeling the squeeze."

"Sounds like you all are here for good reasons and could use the money," summarized Howard. "Like I said earlier, the grand prize is ten thousand dollars. I wish all of you good luck and may the best mother and son win. Now, I do believe that you all are familiar with how this works, but just to make sure that we are all on the same page, I'll explain it again. I will ask each son a general trivia question when it's his turn. If the son answers the question wrong, he has to take off a piece of his mother's clothing."

Howard paused and let his words sink in. Everyone seemed to be listening to him intently. He continued: "I'll ask the questions in the same order you introduced yourself, starting with Jessie on my left. The mother is allowed four pieces of clothing before she is completely nude. Preferably, it would be pants, shirt, bra and panties. Since Linda is wearing a dress, we'll allow her to count her shoes as a piece. Once the mother is fully nude then I'll ask her the questions. If she answers wrong, she will take off a piece of her son's clothing. The sons are allowed three pieces of clothing. Do you have any questions before we begin?"

"Wait, let me get this clear," said Robin. "If the mother is nude, then she has to answer questions and undress her son?"

"That's right," replied Howard. "The last team to be clothed is the winner and will walk out of here with the grand prize."

Howard waited for more questions, eyeing everyone in the room. Everyone looked ready.

"Okay, in that case, let's play It's Just Wrong!"

Howard Stern flipped through his notebook where the trivia questions and answers were carefully written out. He adjusted his glasses on his nose and addressed the first mother and son couple.

"The first question is to you Joe. Are you ready?"

"Ready as ever," answered Joe and squinted in concentration.

"What president was shot while walking to California Governor Jerry Brown's office?" asked Howard Stern.

Joe looked up at the ceiling and frowned.

After a few seconds of silence he said: "Howard, I believe it was, umm... JFK?"

A brief pause followed.

"Joe, JFK was shot while riding in a car in Dallas, not while walking around in California," said Howard dryly. "I'm sorry but that was the wrong answer. The right answer was President Gerald Ford."

Joe shook his head, like he should have known the answer.

"Okay Jessie, you know the rules. Joe gets to take off some of your clothes. What will it be?" asked Howard.

"My shirt," answered Jessica without a moment's hesitation.

"Go ahead Joe, take off your mother's shirt," prodded Gary with a grin.

Joe stepped up to his mom, who turned to face him. Jessica was smiling as she raised her hands above her head. Joe glanced over at the show hosts, then back to his mom. Slowly, he reached up, grabbed the bottom of her t-shirt and pulled it up. The shirt was pretty tight and didn't yield right away. As Joe pulled more roughly, the t-shirt yielded but got caught on Jessica's ponytail. It took them a moment to work it out. Once the shirt was off, they turned back to face the hosts.

Jessica was wearing a solid white bra, supporting a pair of good size breasts.

"Wow, Jessie! You've got some nice knockers," said Howard.

"Thank you," Jessie chirped, exposing her perfect white teeth.

"Do you mind if I ask you if those are real?" added Howard Stern.

"No," replied Jessica. "They are fake. I got them done about five years ago. At least, I got something out of the marriage."

There was a respectable silence as everyone enjoyed the view of the first losing contestant.

"Well, I have to say that I hope we get to see them tonight," chimed in Gary.

"Very considerate of you," retorted Robin.

"Joe, how did it feel taking off your own mother's shirt?" asked Howard.

"It was fine," Joe shrugged.

Howard studied Joe for a moment, noticing that Joe blushed slightly, but otherwise seemed well composed otherwise.

"What do you think about the fact that you might see your mom butt naked?" asked Gary.

"Well," hesitated Joe. "I think it will be pretty weird."

"I sure hope it will," laughed Robin.

Howard nodded thoughtfully and decided to move to the next pair of contestants.

"Okay. Next question is for Brent," said Howard, his face a mask. "Ready?"

"I am," nodded the tall boy confidently.

"Who was the last president of the soviet union?"

Without pausing, Brent leaned in closer to the microphone and said: "Howard, I believe it was Boris Yeltsin."

"Close, but no," Howard said. "It was Mikhail Gorbatchev."

"Of course!" exclaimed Brent and slapped his forehead. "I can't believe I got that wrong."

"Maybe next time, Brent," consoled Robin. "Linda, your son answered the question wrong. What shall he remove?"

"My shoes," answered Linda. Swiftly, Brent bent down to his knees and took his mother's sandals off.

"That was incredibly boring," yawned Gary.

"Linda, your dress would have to go next if Brent gets another question wrong," added Howard and Linda nodded. "Let's keep going. Tommy? It's your turn. The question is – by what name is the Roman Emperor Charles the Great more commonly known?"

Tom looked up from the floor and approached the microphone.

"Charlemagne," he said quietly.

Howard nodded looking down at his notebook. "That is correct! We have our first correct answer. Suzy, your clothes survive this round."

Suzanne smiled and looked proudly over at her son.

Howard Stern played a short clip of silly music and announced: "Round two. Back to Joe. Come on Joe, I know you can get this one."

Joe perked up at those words. His mother was standing next to him, her hands behind her back, proudly sticking out her bra clad chest.

"What modern vehicle was invented to circumvent the trench warfare?" Howard read the question and looked up.

Joe looked around, almost not believing that he knew the answer to the question.

"I think it was the tank, Howard," he said.

"The tank," Howard agreed. "Good job, Joe. You got it right."

Jessica began clapping.

"Jessie, are you relieved to keep your clothes on?" asked Robin.

"Yes and I'm happy we got one right," Jessica replied.

"I'm not happy," said Gary making a sad face and looking over at Jessica.

"He can't help himself," laughed Robin.

"Okay, okay," interjected Howard. "Next one is for Brent. What trade was Greek philosopher Socrates trained for?" read off Howard.

"Uff, let's see... since he was a philosopher, I think it must have been writing, so he must have been trained as a scribe." Brent seemed to be thinking out loud. He felt silent and frowned over the answer for a few moments.


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"What is your answer?" asked Gary impatiently.

Brent breathed in deeply and said: "Socrates was trained to be a scribe."

Howards watched Brent for a second and then glanced down at his notebook to double-check the answer.

"Sorry Brent," Howard finally spoke, "Socrates was trained for stone cutting."

Brent dropped his head and shook it in disappointment.

"That was a tough question," said Garry. "I was guessing scribe myself."

"I'm sure you were," said Robin raising her eyebrows at Gary. "You probably have never even heard of Socrates."

"I have too," defended Gary. "He was some Roman guy or something like that."

"Oh, Gary. I hope Howard never puts you up on stage with your mom," teased Robin.

"I'm sorry Brent," said Howard. "You have to remove your mom's dress."

Linda looked disappointed and a bit scared. She rigidly turned to face Brent and loosened the ties on her dress. She closed her eyes as Brent gently grabbed the shoulder straps and pulled them off of her shoulders. The dress loosely fell around her waist, exposing a light gray bra that covered her small breasts. Next Brent tugged on the dress and it dropped at his mother's feet. She stepped out of her dress and now was only clad in a bra and a pair of matching panties. She turned back to the hosts and tried to look calm.

"Very nice, Linda," said Howard. "May I say that you've got quite the body?"

"Sexy legs, Linda," added Gary. "Way to go, mom!"

Joe and Jessica both looked over at Linda and nodded in unison.

Brent stood beside his mom, unshaken by those words like a soldier.

Howard cleared his throat, eager to ask the next trivia question. He had taken a liking to Suzanne and wanted to see what she hid behind that shirt of hers. He picked out one of the more difficult questions and read it off to Tommy.

It was clear that Tommy didn't know the correct answer and Howard smirked when Tommy answered wrong.

Suzanne pales face, turned deep red for a moment, when Howard read off the correct answer.

"What will it be, Suzy?" asked Gary shifting forward in his seat.

After a moment of pondering Suzanne decided to part with her shirt.

Awkwardly, Tom managed to pull his mom's shirt off while looking down at the floor the whole time.

"Wow, that is nice!" blurted out Gary, when Suzanne turned to face him. Underneath her shirt, Suzanne was wearing a black, lacy bra. Her large, pale breasts were bulging out of the top, creating a spectacular cleavage.

"Nice indeed!" agreed Howard, losing his cool for a moment. "Suzy, what size are your breasts, if you don't mind me asking?"

"Double D," replied Suzanne, nervously rubbing the sides of her hips.

"Are they real?"

"Yes. One hundred percent real," Suzy giggled.

There was a brief silence as Howard, Gary and even Joe, drank in the sight of Suzanne's cleavage.

"Very impressive. I like your bra, good choice of colors," said Robin, trying to compliment Suzanne on something other than what the men were drooling over.

"Okay," breathed out Howard when he thought he'd stared at Suzanne's cleavage long enough. "Let's move on then. Joe, your question is – what country started the Christmas tradition of exchanging gifts?"

Joe made another display of thinking about the question.

"Howard, I think... since the English were the ones that colonized America, I'm going to guess it was England," answered Joe. Jessie smiled and rocked on her feet as if she approved the answer.

"Ooh, close. But wrong. It was Italy, Joe. The Romans were the first to start the gift exchanging tradition," said Howard Stern.

"Shucks!" said Jessica and quickly added: "Joe can take off my shorts."

Howard peeked over his glasses as he watched Joe and his mom face each other. Joe seemed to be more relaxed this time, though he paused to wait for permission from his mother.

"Go ahead, Joe," said Jessica and Joe began unbuttoning her denim shorts. As the zipper slowly slid down, the whole room fell quiet to watch this boy de-pants his own mother.

Once the zipper was down, Joe tried pulling the shorts down, but they seemed to be well lodged on Jessie's hips. Howard wondered what kind of underwear this mother chose to wear for a day like this. He couldn't see what Joe was looking at, since their sides were turned to him.

Joe tried yanking down on the jeans, but they wouldn't come off.

"Like this, Joe," said Jessica and tried to show her son how to pull on her shorts.

"Hey, no helping!" exclaimed Gary, his mouth open in excitement. "Joe has to take them off all by himself."

"I was just trying to show him," explained Jessica. "Joe, pull on one side, then the other."

Joe followed his mom's instructions and her shorts began sliding down her hips, and soon Jessica's pink thong came into view. Once the shorts were off, Jessie kicked them to the side.

"Do you like what you see, Joe?" asked Gary.

"Err, emm... I guess. I mean... whatever," Joe faltered with words.

"Jessica, that is a very nice thong you are wearing," complimented Howard.

"Thank you!" said Jessie childishly.

"I meant to ask you," added Howard, "You have some muscular legs. In fact, your whole body is really toned. Do you play a sport or exercise?" asked Howard.

"Yes. I have a lot of free time, so I go to the gym a lot," replied Jessica. "I just love the stair master! All the muscly guys there are also nice to look at."

"I hear you," said Gary nodding his head. "I go to the gym just so I can stare at the girls like you."

Jessica giggled and even Joe smiled.

"Joe, what do you think about standing next to your mother who is barely clothed?" asked Howard.

Joe shrugged. "Nothing. It's like she's wearing a bikini," he explained.

"Good answer. Let's hope you can do well on your trivia questions, otherwise she won't be wearing that bikini for much longer," teased Robin.

Howard moved on to Brent and Linda and hoped to see some actual nudity. Indeed, he stumped Brent with the next question and Linda would either have to take off her bra or her panties. Naturally, she chose her bra. 

Gallantly, Brent unsnapped his mom's brazier and she let it fall to the floor. Linda tried to cover herself on instinct, but Howard reminded her that it was not acceptable if she wanted to keep competing for the money. Brent didn't even bat an eyelash towards his mother's chest. Her perky little breasts hung slightly down. Her nipples were dark and hard.

"Linda, how do you feel?" asked Robin. "You're the first mom to be topless."

"To be honest, I feel a bit awkward," said Linda and swallowed. "Let's just keep playing."

"Good call," said Howard tearing his eyes away from exposed breasts. "Tommy, here's your question." 

Tom got the answer right and Suzanne seemed to be getting a bit more relaxed. She even joked about how her breasts were popping out of her bra. She also opened up a bit and told about how Tommy's father died when he was just a boy, and how she raised her son by herself.

After a brief conversation, Howard was eager to get back to asking questions. Seeing Linda's breasts was good, but bigger things were yet to be seen.

Not surprisingly, Joe got the answer wrong. Jessica looked disappointed for about a second.

"Take off my bra," she said readily, turning to her son. Of all the moms, Jessica seemed to be the most cheerful and open about this game. It was almost as if she wanted to show her tits off. Howard didn't mind.

Jessica wore the kind of bra that unsnapped at the front, and once again she had to talk her son through unclasping it. When her bra fell to the floor, Jessica's nice, tanned, fake tits sprung out. As she swiveled to face Howard, her tits barely moved.

"Jessie, I will say that you've got some great fake breasts," said Howard, eyeing the woman's pink nipples.

"Wow! Do you tan in the nude?" blurted out Gary.

"Yes. I tan at the gym. They have private tanning booths there, so I tan everything," she giggled.

"Everything?" asked Gary, raising his eyebrows in surprise. "Even down there?"

"Yes, even down there!"

"Oh man, I hope Joe gets the next question wrong," said Gary.

Howard was studying Joe and saw that he kept glancing over at his mom with the corner of his eyes.

"Joe, what are you thinking about right now?" asked Howard.

"Umm... not much," replied Joe.

"Are you thinking about the fact that you are standing next to your topless mother?" Howard prodded.

"Not really," replied Joe, turning red. He was clearly getting embarrassed.

"Have you ever seen your mom naked before?"

"I... don't remember... maybe when I was little, or something," Joe stammered.

Jessica turned her head and looked at her son, enjoying his embarrassment.

"Have you ever seen fake tits?" Gary played along with Howard.

"Eh, no. I don't think so."

"Well Joe, your mom's got some killer fake tits," continued Gary. "I'll be honest, they are the best fakies I've ever seen; just the right shape and size. Now is your chance to have a look, man."

Joe's face turned a deeper red shade.

"Stop embarrassing the boy," interfered Robin.

"Sorry, I was just trying to help out," replied Gary.

Howard tried to hide his smile and decided that Joe had enough. "What size are they?" he asked addressing the mother instead.

"They are a D-cup," Jessica replied. She brought her hands up under her tits and lifted them as if weighing them. When she released, her firm breasts jiggled slightly.

"I'm sure you get a lot of attention from men," said Howard.

"You can say that," said Jessica confidently.

"Do you ever catch any of Joe's friends checking you out?"

"All the time! Especially when they used to come over to use the pool."

"Did that make you uncomfortable?"

"Not at all. Let them look if they want."

Jessica was clearly enjoying herself. She seemed the kind of person to constantly want attention. Howard made a mental note of that.

"Jessie, if Joe gets the next question wrong, you'll be fully nude and you will be the one answering the questions," said Howard deciding to move on.

"Let's hope he gets the next one," said Jessie crossing her fingers.

"So far we have two of the mothers topless and Suzanne still has three pieces of clothing left. Those are pretty good odds for Suzanne and Tommy." Howard looked down at his notebook and picked out a question.

"Next one is for Brent," he continued.

Brent finally answered a question right and he seemed to be relieved a bit, since his frustration was building up with each wrong answer. However, Tom got his question wrong. To everyone's surprise and excitement, Suzanne decided to have Tom take her bra off next.

"It's really constricting and tight. I'd rather take it off now, that way I'm more comfortable," she explained. Nobody argued.

Tom had to reach around his mother's back to unsnap her bra. He awkwardly reached around Suzy trying to not press up against her. That proved impossible with her big bust. Tom shut his eyes as his mom's chest bumped into him as he frantically tried to undo her bra. Clearly, he didn't know what he was doing and it took him a good minute to figure out how the clasp operated. Gary kept joking that Tom is purposefully taking his time, while Suzy just stood there staring at her shy son, her big boobs squishing against his chest.

When Tom finally pulled away from his mom, bra clutched in one hand, he looked very pale. He looked down at the bra in his hand and dropped it like it was a hot potato. That was the last thing Howard noticed before he feasted his eyes on Suzanne's amazing boobs.

"Phew, that's much better!" said Suzy turning to face Howard and his sidekicks. She shifted nervously when nobody said anything. Her boobs gently swayed as she moved. Men and women alike were staring at her, silent and solemn as if in the presence of something majestic.

Indeed, Suzanne's breasts were breathtaking –large and full, her tits were accentuated by her freakishly pale skin. They had a round, slightly elongated shape and hung just past her rib cage. Her puffy nipples crowned the tips of her full melons and seemed to move with each breath that Suzanne took.

"Suzy, you have been gifted with a very impressive set of breasts," Robin spoke first. "I say this as a woman. To tell you the truth, I am jealous."

"Thank you," said Suzanne quietly.

"Wow! Suzanne. Just wow!" Howard finally came out of his daydream. "Those are wonderful."

"Thank you," Suzy said again, her pale face taking on a red tint.

"I'm lost for words," said Gary. "Best natural tits I've ever seen. Hands down!"

Suzanne wasn't a slim woman; she was rather curvy, with wide shoulders and wide hips – a perfect build to accommodate such a rack.

"Do you have a boyfriend, Suzy?" asked Gary.

"No, not at the moment," Suzanne's face was recovering its normal pale shade.

"Well, I'm sure Gary would be willing to take you out to dinner after the show," joked Robin.

"That's very considerate, but I think I'll pass," smiled Suzanne.

"Aww, shucks!" said Gary, pretending to be upset.

Now that they've seen all of the breasts, Howard couldn't wait to get to see the rest.

It was Joe's turn and, once again, his answer was wrong.

"Joe, do you get good grades at school?" Howard asked after he read off the correct answer.

"Err... not really, but I play football, so the teachers let me pass."

"What position do you play?"

"I'm the full-back."

"How is your team doing this year?"

"We won for games and lost two, so far this year."

"That's pretty good, I suppose," said Howard and addressed Jessica: "Looks like you are going to have to lose that pretty pink thong. Are you ready to be fully nude in front of your son?"

Jessica looked around the room and nodded.

"Ooh, that's wrong! Just wrong!" taunted Gary.

Jessica stood with her hands behind her back, sticking her chest out even further, as it to remind everyone that Suzanne's tits weren't the only tits in this room. She was smiling as if they were winning, instead of losing.

"Well, Joe. Go ahead and take off your mom's cute pink thong," said Howard with a smirk.

Jessica turned and faced her son. Joe threw a glance at Howard, then turned and looked down at his mom's crotch. He seemed hesitant, but stepped up closer to his mom. Joe brought his hands up and placed them on Jessica's hips. Hooking his fingers into the thong he paused.

Everyone was quietly watching as Joe began pulling the thong down. The thong slid down slow, almost too slow. Joe was either scared, or he wanted to see his mom's pussy for as long as he could.

Inch by inch, Jessica's crotch grew exposed. Howard couldn't see, but he judged this was about when Jessica's slit would come into view. Howard watched Joe's face. The boy looked straight ahead, at the thong, his eyes unblinking. The thong was sliding down Jessica's legs now. It was past her knees. Finally, it was all the way off.

When Jessica and Joe turned back, Joe's face looked flustered.

"As well it should," thought Howard. "He just got an eye full of his mom's bare pussy."

Indeed, Jessica's pussy was completely hairless – either shaven or waxed. There was a slight gap where her muscular thighs met at her crotch. Her front slit was barely visible between her legs. 

"How do you feel, Jessie?" asked Howard, enjoying the sight of this sexy mom.

"I feel... a little strange," replied Jessie. She was smiling as always. The fact that she was wearing nothing but a pair of tennis shoes didn't seem to bother her in the least bit.

"A little?" asked Robin dismayed.

"It's like being in the locker room at the gym," said Jessie.

"But there are men here," Robin insisted.

"Well, it's a little weird."

"Does it bother you that your son is seeing you like this?"

Jessica shrugged. "He's my son. That should be even less weird, right?"

"It depends how you look at it," said Robin and leaned back into her chair.

"Jessica, it's obvious you are very comfortable with your body," said Gary, "and you feel fine being naked in front of others."

"That's right," Jessica agreed.

"Are you a nudist?" asked Howard.

"No..." Jessica's face grew concerned for a moment. "At least, I don't think so."

"I can see now that you do tan everything," said Gary and winked at Jessica.

"I told you!" she exclaimed happily.

"Joe, I couldn't help but notice that you took a while to pull your mom's thong off. What was going through your head as you were doing that?" asked Howard wanting to torment Joe some more.

"He was thinking: Don't look! Don't look!" answered Gary for the boy.

A couple of people laughed out loud and Joe began blushing again.

"So Joe, did you look?" pressed Howard.

"Well... I saw... I mean... I didn't look," stumbled Joe.

"You saw her pussy then?" Howard wanted to clarify.

"Well, I didn't look, but it was there," shrugged Joe.

"Hey Joe, if she was my mom, I'd look too," admitted Gary.

"Your mom is a hot fox," agreed Howard.

"You guys are all sick!" said Robin. "This is wrong! Just wrong!"

Gary and Jessica began laughing, while Joe blushed in silence.

"Alright, let's move on," said Howard. "We still have a lot of questions to go through. Brent, here's one for you."

Howard asked Brent a question, which he answered correctly. Brent seemed to be quite smarter than Joe.

Next, Howard looked though the questions to pick something tougher for Tommy this time.

"Which three countries hosted the Winter Olympics during the 1990's?" he asked.

Tommy perked up and was visibly distressed by the question.

"Let's see. There was Nagano in Japan... Liljehammer in Norway... and... the other one was in... Canada? Ah, I'm not sure on the third one. I guess I'll go with Canada," answered Tommy, wavering.

"Wrong. It was Albertville, France," said Howard. "Sorry Tom, you were close, but close isn't good enough. What should your son take off, Suzy?"

"The jeans," answered Suzanne taking a deep breath.

Suzanne and her tits slowly turned to face her son, who was once again exploring the surface of the floor. Tommy didn't seem willing to move at all, so Suzanne leaned in and said something in his ear, her tits swaying gently forward. Tommy took a deep breath and looked at his mom's feet. He bent down and took off her shoes and socks. Then slowly raised up, keeping his eyes carefully averted down. Swiftly, he began unbuttoning his mom's jeans and zipped them down. Then he began trying to pull them down. It proved a bit of work to try and slide the jeans off of Suzanne's curvaceous hips.

After some fussing around, Suzanne's jeans came off and she was wearing only a pair of black, lacy underwear. Tommy stood up and, perhaps, for the first time looked at his mom. Howard noticed a moment of surprise or panic as Tommy's eyes grew big at that moment. Howard wondered if it was the first time the boy saw real tits. Has it ever crossed the boy's mind that his mom had such an awesome rack?

Quickly Tommy recovered from his shock. He picked up his mom's jeans, folded them neatly and placed them to the side.

"Those are very nice panties," noticed Robin when Suzanne and Tommy resumed standing side by side.

"Thank you. I wore my best for the show," replied Suzanne.

"You wore sexy lingerie to show it off in front of your son?" inquired Gary.

"No! Not like that. I wasn't sure what to wear, but I figured I might as well wear something nice," stammered Suzanne. "It wasn't that I dressed up for anyone in particular... but you know... just wanted to look my best..."

"Oh, don't listen to Gary," said Robin. "He's always playing the devil's advocate."

Suzanne shyly smiled.

"I noticed that you said something to your son, before he took your pants off. What did you say?" asked Howard.

"Oh, I just gave him a little word of encouragement. Tommy is pretty shy."




It's Just Wrong: Mothers and Sons 01



"A little motherly comfort?" asked Howard.

"You can say that."

"Tommy what did you think when you were pulling off your own mother's pants?" interrogated Gary.

Tom just shrugged and didn't say anything, casting his eyes down.

Howard realized teasing Tom wasn't going to be as fun.

"Moving on," he announced. "It's Jessica turn now. Since you are already naked it is your turn to answer questions. If you get it wrong, you'll have to undress your son. Are you ready?"

"Ready!" chirped Jessie, rocking back and forth on her heels.

Howard tried to pick something easy for Jessica.

"What number must a year be divisible by to qualify as a leap year?" he asked.

"Divisible?" asked Jessica. Her smile disappeared and she looked perplex. "I don't know, ten?"

Howard suddenly realized who Joe got his smarts from.

"No, Jessie. It must be divisible by four," stated Howard.

"Oh right, four. I guess I knew that. Oh well, sorry Joe," she said. She turned to face her son. "What do you want me to take off?"

"My shirt, I guess."

Jessica snatched up Joe's shirt and pulled it off. Joe's bare skin had a pink shade, unlike his mother's tanned bronze.

"Jessie, if you answer two more questions wrong, you and Joe will be out," announced Howard. He decided to pick easier questions for her, while giving the rest of the contestants more difficult ones.

"Brent, your question is... Tom Hanks won Best Actor Oscars two years in a row, 1993 and 1994, for his roles in what two films?"

"I know this one," replied Brent calmly. "It was Philadelphia and Forrest Gump. Tom Hanks is one of my favorite actors."

"Good for you and your mom. You got the answer right."

Howard Stern felt a little disappointed, because Brent seemed to be answering correctly all of a sudden. He sure hoped they would get to see Linda lose those panties sooner or later.

"Tommy, do you know the answer to this? The story of the birth of Jesus Christ is recorded in which book of the bible?" asked Howard.

Tommy took a moment to think and shifted his gaze from to floor to the ceiling. He looked down and shook his head from time to time.

"The New Testament," he finally answered.

"No, it was the book of Matthew," said Howard not wanting to let Tommy answer more specific. "Your answer is wrong. Your mom must now lose her panties."

Tom quickly dropped his gaze and froze.

"Come on Tommy. It's not a big deal, just be quick," encouraged Suzanne.

Reluctantly Tommy turned towards her. With unsteady hands, he reached out and gently grabbed his mom by the hips. He didn't know where to look so he looked Suzanne in the eyes. She smiled warmly at him and nodded. His fingers found her panties and he began pulling them down. He turned his head aside as he bent down and let his mother step out of the panties. Then both of them turned to face the radio show hosts.

Howard eyed Suzanne's body. Seeing all of these nude women was making him aroused – first, Jessica with her bald snatch and now Suzanne with her curvy hips. There was a dark strip of hair between Suzanne's legs.

"Nice landing strip!" exclaimed Gary.

"Thank you," Suzanne said, he voice quivering. She held her hands by her sides, nervously drumming he fingers at her thighs.

"Do you trim it?" Gary asked.

"Yes."

"Cool."

"You have an incredible body," added Robin. "Very womanly."

Suzanne nodded.

"Do you feel uncomfortable?" asked Robin.

"A little," admitted Suzanne. "I feel pretty exposed right now."

"Right you are!" exclaimed Gary. He was clearly getting very excited.

Tommy seemed to shrink at such a conversation between the adults.

"How did it feel having your son take off your underwear?" asked Howard.

"It was very odd, Howard."

"Did you feel like it was sexual?" asked Gary.

"No!" said Suzy suddenly raising her voice. "Not at all!"

Gary caught a stern eye from Robin and leaned away from his microphone.

"Okay," Howard decided to move on, "It will be Suzanne's turn to answer the questions next, since she has no more clothes. Jessie, I hope you're ready for this one."

Howard carefully picked out a simple question. "Which comic book super hero operated in Gotham City?"

"Superman!" proclaimed Jessica without a second of thought.

"No, mom! It's batman!" exclaimed Joe as soon as he heard his mom's answer. "How can you not know that?"

"You know I don't like your comics," said Jessica.

"What about the movie? We've watched it together."

"Oh, yeah! Well, I don't remember what city that was."

"Sorry Jessie. The right answer was Batman," said Howard breaking up the little feud between mother and son.

Jessica rolled her eyes and turned to her son. "Jeans?"

"Eh..." hesitated Joe. "I guess."

Quickly, almost expertly Jessica unbuttoned Joe's jeans and zipped him down. His jeans were loose and they effortlessly fell down around his ankles. Joe was wearing a pair of blue boxers and there was a sizable tent formed in the front.

Jessica didn't seem to notice, but Gary did.

"Hello, Joe!" Gary said. "Looks like you are really enjoying this."

Joe's face practically turned purple as everyone's attention turned to him and his crotch.

"Whoops!" exclaimed Jessica, giggling. "That must be embarrassing."

"Did seeing your mom naked get you this excited, Joe?" asked Howard.

"No!" Joe blurted out. "Her? No." He made a face as if it was a known fact. "It's just... it's Suzanne," he explained.

"Riiiight!" said Gary with a smirk. "I see you glancing over at your mom, Joe. Are you sure?"

"Yes, of course. It's Suzanne." Joe began nodding.

Jessica looked over at him, then looked at Suzanne and frowned as if she was annoyed.

"Okay, enough picking on Joe. Let's see if Brent can answer the next question," said Howard and licked his finger. He flipped through the pages and looked for a difficult question. "Here's one – the residents of which city of the world call themselves Cariocas?"

Brent frowned and took some time. Finally he stepped up to the microphone and said: "I'm really not sure on this one, but I'm going to go with Cairo."

"No Brent, it's Rio," said Howard.

Brent shook his head.

"Linda, you survived for quite a few rounds, but it looks like you'll have to part with your panties," announced Howard.

Linda nodded somberly. Brent stepped up behind her and quickly pulled her panties down from behind, keeping his head to the side, looking straight ahead.

The way Brent took his mother's panties off seemed to take all the fun out of it. Brent didn't glance at his mother even once. Linda was now also completely nude and she had a nice dark patch of hair covering her mound. Her nipples seemed to get harder.

"Cold, Linda?" asked Howard.

"A little," said Linda in a tone that meant she didn't want to talk about this any further.

Howard decided that these two were a tough pair and moved on to the next mother and son couple.

It was Suzanne's turn to answer, so Howard picked an especially difficult question since she was a teacher. Suzanne answered wrong, which meant she had to undress her son. Everyone in the studio watched Suzanne unbutton Tommy's shirt and take it off of him. Her breasts were jiggling with her every movement. Tommy's eyes kept shifting all over the room, unable to find a comfortable spot. Once Tommy's shirt was gone and his pale torso was exposed, he shuddered as if from a chill. His slacks looked funny pulled up high on his scrawny waist.

"Tommy, how are you feeling?" asked Gary.

"Fine," replied Tommy quietly.

"Cheer up, dude. You still have a chance to win," said Gary. Howard was glad that Gary was trying to cheer the young man on instead of giving him a hard time.

"Come on, what do you say? Do you have faith in your mom?"

Tommy nodded.

"I can't hear you!"

"Yes," said Tommy.

"Look up and smile!" exclaimed Gary. Too happy that Tommy's mom was completely naked.

Tommy forced a smile.

"There you go. Look, if your mom's brains are as big as her tits, then you have nothing to worry about."

Tom immediately hung his head.

Robin shot Gary another stern glance.

"What? I'm just trying to cheer him up," explained Gary.

"Let's keep going," said Howard. "It's Jessica's turn again. This could be your last question, Jessie. Are you ready?"

Jessica nodded.

Howard looked through the questions in his notebook, but didn't find anything easy enough for Jessica.

"How many terms did bill Clinton serve as president of the US?" Howard made the question up.

"Let's see..." said Jessie thoughtfully, her mouth moving as if she was calculating something. "Two terms?"

"Good job, Jessie. Your answer is correct!" congratulated Howard. "Joe, you get to keep your underpants on."

Joe perked up at the fact that his mother got one question right.

"Sweet! Way to go mom," he said. He smiled and glanced at his mom.

Jessica looked down at her son's boxers and the protruding mound there.

"God Joe, you're really excited, aren't you?" she said giggling. "Can't you control yourself?"

"It's not my fault that Suzanne has such huge boobs," retorted Joe.

"Don't look at them then," said Jessica.

Howard noticed that Jessica looked a bit annoyed. It was obvious she was used to be the center of attention and she didn't like that Suzanne was getting most of the compliments, even from her own son.

Howard Stern proceeded to ask Linda a trivia question. This time he picked out another difficult one. To his dismay she answered it correctly. Linda and Brent have been proving to be the smartest of the competitors. However, his dismay was short lived when Suzanne answered her question wrong.

"Tommy, what are you going to let your mom take off?" asked Howard.

"My pants," said Tom gloomily.

"Suzy, you heard the man, take his pants off."

Suzanne hesitantly stepped up to her son and gave him an inquiring glance. After a brief moment, she began fumbling with his belt and couldn't quite unbuckle it.

"Come on, mom. Hurry up!" said Tom, sounding frustrated and finally finding some courage to talk louder than a whisper.

"I'm trying! And besides, young man, that is no way to talk to your mother," replied Suzanne.

"Especially, when your mother is completely nude in front of you," added Gary.

"This stupid belt won't come undone." Suzanne struggled with her son's belt, her boobs swinging around with each jerky movement.

"Oh, here we go!" She finally undid the belt and zipped down the zipper. She squatted down and pulled Tom's pants off of him. As she was squatting, Howard could see her shapely ass facing him.

Suzanne stood up and threw Tommy's pants behind her, eyeing his skinny body.

"Why are you wearing those?" she asked pointing at Tommy's whitey-tighteys.

Tommy was standing, crossing his arms in front of him trying to cover his man junk, bunched up tightly in his briefs.

"I don't know. What else would I wear?" he responded hurtfully.

"I bought you some nice boxer shorts. Wear those."

"I don't like the way they feel. Leave me alone," answered Tommy facing Howard again.

"Just saying, you could have worn something nicer," added Suzanne.

Tommy was a pitiful sight – skinny, hairless body, black, limp hair covering his eyes and white briefs supporting his package.

"Tom! Rules are rules, man. You can't be covering yourself up," said Howard and Tommy reluctantly dropped his hands to his sides. It looked like there was something large hidden behind that thin, white fabric. Howard couldn't wait to find out what, and he couldn't wait to see the reaction on Suzanne's face when she saw it too.

"Jessica and Suzanne, if any of you answer wrong one more time, you lose. So you need to think hard and hope that Linda answers wrong," said Howard.

"Come on, Linda. Slip up!" cheered Jessie.

Linda just shot Jessica a glance that said "you wish".

Howard Stern quickly made up another question that he figured Jessica might be able to answer. But he wasn't too surprised when she got it wrong.

"Well, Jessie. That's it for you and Joe. Go ahead and take your son's boxers off," announced Howard.

Jessica's smile faded and she looked sad for the first time. She turned to Joe, bent down, grabbed his boxers by the sides and yanked them down. Joe's cock sprung up and did a little dance. His cock looked to be six inches in length, trimmed pubic hair and circumcised.

"Joe! Contain yourself!" laughed Jessica jerking her head the other way in dismay when she caught sight of her son's stiff pecker. Her smile returned as the tossed Joe's underwear behind her.

"Sorry," mumbled Joe, hanging his head.

"Wow Joe! Your little guy sure is happy. I wonder why?" declared Gary and then added: "I know, I know. I'll shut up."

Jessica faced Howard and asked: "So, this is it?"

"Well, you still have to stay till the end of the game. I'll tell you what, I'll have a bonus game at the end and give you a chance to walk out of here with some money," answered Howard.

"Awesome!" exclaimed Jessica and playfully smacked her son's ass. Joe winced and his erect cock jiggled.

"Mom!" exclaimed Joe. "What was that for?"

"Oh relax! We can still win some cash," Jessica was once again excited. He took another look at her son's erection and playfully rolled her eyes.

"Alright! Let's see if Suzanne can take on Linda," resumed Howard. "Linda, what year did the World War I start and end?"

After a short pause Linda said: "Started in 1912 and ended in 1918."

Howard had to double-check the answer.

"It did end in 1918, but it started in 1914. Linda, your answer is wrong."

With that Linda took off her son's shirt. She gave her son a knowing nod and turned back.

The spirit of competition seemed to intensify in the room – two articles of clothing on Brent and one on Tommy. When Suzanne got the next question right, even Tommy congratulated her.

Linda got her next question wrong and removed Brent's pants. He was wearing dark, striped boxers that looked funny on his tall body. Brent looked like he was getting frustrated at his mom for getting the questions wrong.

"It's down to the last piece of clothing, ladies and gentlemen," announced Howard. "Suzanne, here is your next question."



It's Just Wrong: Mothers and Sons 02



Howard scanned through the remaining questions. He wondered which one he should ask –the remaining questions seemed fairly easy. He looked up at the people in front of him. He saw Joe looking around, using the moment to get a glance around at the nude women. He saw Linda scratching the side of her face and Suzanne intently staring at him, as if trying to guess the answer to the next question.

"Suzanne, next question... Which animal is the largest member of the cat family?" Howard finally read off the question.

"A lion!" Suzanne exclaimed loudly.

"No mom! Come on! It's the tiger. Everyone knows it," yelped Tommy.

Howard raised an eyebrow at such a burst of emotion from Tommy.

"A tiger? Why would it be the tiger? Lion is the king of the jungle," Suzanne retorted.

"Christ. That's just some silly phrase that Disney came up with. We lost," said Tommy and resumed staring at the floor.

"Howard. What's the right answer?" asked Robin, who was confused herself.

"Tommy is right. It's the tiger," said Howard. "I'm sorry to say it, but the game is over. Linda and Brent won."

Brent's face relaxed and he smiled for the first time. Linda began clapping. Suzanne's body slumped and she hung her head. She and Tommy were standing in similar poses, looking strangely pale in the studio's lighting. They looked strangely identical, save for the features of the opposite sex.

"Suzanne, you answered wrong. You have to take your son's underwear off," said Howard, emphasizing on "your son's".

"Do I have to? I mean, we already lost. What difference does it make?" spoke Suzanne, raising her head.

"Like I told Jessie, we are going to play a little bonus round and give you all a chance to win some money today. But you have to finish the previous game," explained Howard.

"I suppose," sighed Suzanne.

"No mom! You're not taking off my undies," squeaked Tom, trying to cover his crotch again.

"Tommy, stop being a sore loser," said Suzanne coldly. She turned to her son and, before he could protest further, quickly yanked his briefs down. Tommy's penis flopped down from being bunched up in his tight underwear.

Howard saw Suzanne freeze the moment her eyes met with her son's cock. Indeed, Howard was impressed with what Tommy was packing. His limp schlong must have been good seven inches long, accompanied by two large testicles. Uncut, pale and veiny, it reminded Howard of an albino snake. Suzanne recovered quickly enough and turned around. Yet, it was clear that seeing her son's cock had an effect on her – her cheeks were flushed and her eyes wide.

"Damn boy!" exclaimed Gary as expected. "Now that is a cock!"

Jessie, Joe and Linda both turned to look at Tommy, who once again tried to cover himself up. Everyone in the room nodded approvingly to Gary's comment.

"Suzanne," immediately instigated Gary, "what do you think about that?"

"Think about what?" asked Suzanne, playing dumb.

"That meat your son is packing! I mean, he's so skinny," babbled Gary. "I would never have expected him to be so well hung."

"I... I don't know... It's kind of gross," Suzanne's blush deepened.

"Gary, I'm sure no mother wants to know that her son has a big penis," said Robin calmly, trying to diffuse the situation.

"I know, I'm just impressed," said Gary disappointed that nobody appreciated his jeer.

"Okay," began Howard. "The game is over. Linda and Brent are our winners. They will walk out of here with ten thousand dollars. However, I'm willing to offer another thousand dollars... to the mother and son who will do something outrageous. This game is called It's Just Wrong after all."

Howard paused and watched the faces of the naked people in front of him. By the looks of them, the contestants looked confused and unsure.

"We're going to take a short break and continue after," announced Howard, breaking the sudden silence.

During the break, Howard Stern pulled his co-hosts aside to talk in private. He told them about what he had in mind for the second half of the show. Gary grinned and nodded as he listened, but Robin didn't seem fond of what Howard had planned.

"That's crazy," she said. "You don't actually expect that to work, do you?"

"At the very least I plan to find out," replied Howard with a calm tone.

"What about our listeners?" asked Robin.

"Certainly we won't be able to broadcast this. I'm willing to make a sacrifice."

"I think it's a great idea, Howard," said Gary. He clearly didn't need any convincing.

Howard turned an inquiring glance on Robin.

"I don't think it will work," she shook her head, "but you sure have peaked my curiosity." Robin turned and went to sit at her desk.

"Let's keep this show on the road," chuckled Gary. 

"And we're back!" announced Howard. "Let's start with Jessie and Joe. What would you two do for a thousand dollars?"

Jessie frowned and glanced at Joe, who just shrugged.

"Howard, what exactly are we supposed to do?" she asked.

"Let me explain a bit more. On our last It's Just Wrong show, we gave money to the sister who let her brother honk her horns. You know – squeeze her boobs."

"Oh," said Jessie and looked over at Joe. "I guess... I will... let Joe squeeze mine."

"What do you say to that Joe?" asked Howard. "Are you okay with touching your own mother's breasts?"

"Sure," answered Joe. "For a thousand bucks – why not?"

"Nice!" exclaimed Gary. "I like your logic."

"Okay," nodded Howard thoughtfully. "However, let's see what the others are willing to do. I will only give the money to the most outrageous mother and son act."

Howard Stern looked at the next pair. "Linda and Brent, what would you do?"

Linda looked somewhat shocked and Brent had a disgusted look on his face.

"Howard, I think we'll just take our winnings," said Linda. "Honestly, this is just too much for me."

"Oh, come on! Stay and play a little!" exclaimed Gary.

"Everyone is free to leave at any time," said Howard. "If you don't wish to play the bonus round, you two can leave and our man will pay you on the way out."

Linda nodded and gathered up her clothing. She got dressed with an impressive quickness and was out of the door in mere seconds. Her son followed her behind, still pulling up his pants.

"Well, that was awkward," said Gary when the door shut behind.

"Not all people are adventurous," remarked Howard. "Now, let's turn to Suzanne and Tommy. Are you willing to play the bonus round?"

Suzanne looked even paler than usual, if that was possible. She looked over at the door, through which Linda and Brent had just departed, she glanced over at her son and then at Jessica and Joe. Howard guessed there was an internal battle between her consciousness and logic. It seemed the need for money was winning over.

"We have to do something that tops their offer?" she asked.

"That's right, Suzy."

"Gosh," said Suzanne and glanced over at her son. "What else is there? I guess... Tommy can lick my nipples."

"Mom! I'm not licking anything! This is ridiculous!" exploded Tommy.

"Quiet, Tommy! Adults are talking," barked back Suzanne. These bursts of emotions seemed common between them.

Tommy felt silent at once, hanging his head.

"Suzy tops the offer by letting her son suck on her knockers," said Howard, upselling Suzanne's words. "Jessie, can you do better?"

"Well..." said Jessica thoughtfully and looked at her son. She wrinkled her nose as she looked down at his stiff pecker. "How about... I'll jerk Joe off?"

Joe seemed to be mortified for an instant when he heard his mom say those words. He looked at her in painful astonishment.

"Mom? Are you sure about this?" he asked. "I mean, I don't know... but it would be kind of weird."

"It's a thousand bucks, Joe. I want to walk out of here with something," Jessica said.

Joe began nodding – his eyes slowly falling to his mother's chest. "Yeah, you're right," he finally said.

"Is that more outrageous?" asked Jessie addressing Howard Stern.

"Yes," Howard tried to sound calm. "I would say that is more outrageous, Jessie. We'll have to see if Suzy can top this."

Silently the attention turned to Suzanne. She looked unsure, yet something kept her from giving up. She bit her lip and he eyes moistened.

"Mom," Tommy suddenly raised his head, pleading.

"Hush!" snapped Suzanne and took a deep breath.

"I'll jerk Tommy on my breasts," she said with a surprising coolness of tone.

Gary began coughing. He looked like he was choking on his laughter. Robin had both of her eyebrows raised so high they were practically merging with her hairline.

"One second," said Howard speaking over Gary's fit. "You're offering to jerk Tommy between your breasts?"

Suzanne looked dazed upon hearing Howard's words, but she managed to nod.

"And you'll let him spill his beans on those magnificent fun-bags?" continued Howard.

Suzanne grimaced and bit her lip, but nodded again.

"In that case, that certainly is the top offer," said Howard. "I can't wait to see what Jessie and Joe come up with."

Howard noticed that Jessica's nipples had gotten hard. He began wondering whether the blonde, fit mother was getting as excited as her son. One mother and son couple that was getting turned on by this idea was just what Howard Stern needed.

"Eww!" said Jessica. "You're going to let your son cum all over your tits? It may get on your face. That's gross!" Jessica made a disgusted face and looked at Suzanne. "At least if you're going to do that, swallow. Then none of that jizz gets all over you. I'd much rather blow my son that titty-fuck him."

"Okay, so Jessica proposes a blow-job," Howard tried to seize the moment.

Robin began laughing hysterically.

"Wow, Jessie!" exclaimed Gary, playing along. "You are one naughty MILF! I want to come down there and give you a hug for this."

For a moment, Jessica's face grew somber and it looked like she was about to protest. However, Howard didn't want to give her the time.

"Great, Jessie. I'm sure Suzy will have a rough time topping that," he said. "You know what I'll make this more interesting and I'll raise the stakes – two thousand. No, make it three. Three thousand dollars for the most outrageous mother and son act!"

Jessica smiled and nodded excitingly.

Robin was finally able to recover from her fit of laughter. She tapped at her microphone, signaling for attention.

"Jessie," she began, "my goodness, woman. I've got to say I am somewhat amazed and impressed. I can't imagine the kind of desperation that your financial situation would bring that you would give oral sex to your own son? I know times can be hard and I know a mother must do what is best, so I applaud you." Robin began clapping and Gary joined her.

"Yes, we really need that money right now. It's not like I'll be doing it to some stranger. He's my son," Jessica explained.

Howard wondered if that statement made sense to anyone else in the room.

"Well said," chimed in Gary. "I always thought that if you have to do something like this for money, it might as well be family. It's good money and you know both of you will keep that a secret. I would do the same in your place." He winked at Jessie and she grinned back.

"So, Jessie agrees to a blowjob and she will swallow," summarized Howard.

"I really hate the smell of cum, but I don't mind the taste of it," explained Jessica, defending herself. "Also, I'm pretty good at sucking cock. I can get this over with fast!"

"That's a good plan. While we're on the subject, let me ask you this, do you deep-throat?" asked Howard.

"Well, I have done it a few times. It's uncomfortable, but really not that difficult once you get the hang of it."

"Would you mind doing that to Joe?" Howard tested Jessica's limits.

"Oh, wow," giggled Jessica. "I don't even know what to say." She took a look at her son's cock and then said: "I don't think it's quite long enough, but I could try; just because you asked, Howard."

"Joe, do you mind?" asked Howard.

"N-no," stammered Joe. "I've never had that done before." He seemed a lot more relaxed about this whole idea.

"And it wouldn't bother you that your own mother deep-throated you?" asked Gary.

"No. I mean, well... if she is going to suck it then might as well make the most fun out of it," answered Joe.

Jessica playfully shook her head at her son.

"I like the way you think, Joe," encouraged Gary.

Howard was pleased with how his plan was turning out. Yet, he decided to see if Suzanne had anything else left in her.

"Suzanne," he opened. "Your offer was a generous one, but Jessie is willing to give her son a blowjob. I've raised the stakes to three thousand dollars. What do you think? Can you do something more obscene?"

Suzanne looked lost and confused. She kept glancing around the room, first at Jessie then at Howard and chewing her lip frantically.

"What else is there left?" asked Suzanne completely demoralized. "There's sex of course, but that's disgusting." Her voice was distant and her eyes were emotionless.

She looked directly at Jessica.

"I can offer to do the same," she said.

"Mom! That's gross! It's wrong! No!" Tommy had another outburst. "I'm not going to let you do that! Don't I have a say in this?"

"Shut! Up!" said Suzanne sharply. It was obvious that these decisions were hard enough for the mother without her son adding to her moral dilemma. "If we don't come up with the money by Monday we will lose the house."

Howard couldn't believe himself that these two women were offering to give blowjobs to their sons. However, his intuition was telling him that he could take this even further. Like a greedy man who sees gold within his reach, he decided to raise the stakes.

"Well, looks like we're in a tough spot," said Howard. "We're tied for the most inappropriate act."

"Hey!" exclaimed Jessica. "I offered it first."

"That's a good point," agreed Howard. "But I don't want anyone leaving here empty handed. Maybe there's something I can do about this..."

Howard shook his head and paused. He opened up his briefcase and looked inside. His hand dove in and came out holding a big stack of hundred dollar bills. Everyone in the room watched him in suspense. It was time for Howard Stern to deliver the sweet finale.

"Hmm, yes. Okay," Howard finally began. "I'll tell you what. I just thought of something. First, I'd like to mention that we would not be broadcasting this episode to the public. Turn the camera off. Thanks. We can't record any of this for legal reasons. You don't need to worry about any kind of exposure. This will stay in this room between all of us."

"Now, it seems that the next offer must be sex which is pretty much incest... What I can do is raise the stakes back to ten thousand dollars and I'll let both pairs participate. That's right you both will walk out of here with that money if you wish to continue. Here's the really sweet part... To add some competition to this, whichever son lasts the longest will win another TEN THOUSAND dollars! That's a lot of money!"

Howard let his word linger in the heavy silence. A lot of money was on the line. 

"Wow," said Jessica in amazement. "Twenty thousand."

Jessica and Joe looked over at each other. Joe nodded with a smirk on his face, but Jessica had a confused frown on hers. Slowly her frown began disappearing as she kept glancing down at Joe's cock.

Howard hoped that those two wouldn't need much convincing. Suzanne and Tommy on the other hand, he wasn't sure about. He watched Suzanne close. She looked defeated. Yet, Howard thought it was a good sign that Suzanne hasn't left the building yet. 

"Howard, we'll do it!" said Jessica loudly into the microphone.

"Wow, Jessica!" exclaimed Gary.

"Jessie, I've got to say," began Robin. "I figured that you might be an adventurous kind of woman, but now I don't know what to think. I mean, giving a blowjob is one thing, but sex is entirely different ballpark. I just want to know what is going through your mind right now."

"I don't know..." answered Jessica hesitantly. "This is a lot of money. Like I said, he's just my son. I've got nothing to be embarrassed about in front of him. After all I gave him birth and raised him."

"Yeah... I suppose that's one way to look at it," said Robin and fell silent.

"Joe, what about you?" asked Howard. "Are you a virgin?"

"No. I've had sex with two girls – one of which was my girlfriend."

"Is she still your girlfriend?" asked Howard.

"No. We broke up a month ago."

"What do you think about doing it with your mom?"

"Heh! Hah!" laughed dumbly Joe. "I'm glad that my mom is attractive."

"You find your own mother attractive?" inquired Robin, raising an eyebrow.

"No, no. That's not what I mean. I've never looked at her like that... you know. I've never seen her like this either. I can't say I don't like what I see. Well, like... she's my mom and all, but she's just in good shape and she has nice boobs. So yeah," explained Joe, visibly getting uncomfortable. Jessica raised her eyebrows as she watched her son mumble like an idiot. She seemed to be enjoying the compliments.

"Jessie, do you think this will change anything between you and Joe, as far as your mother and son relationship?" asked Howard.

"Not at all. I'm still going to make him do the dishes and make his bed. I just would like to clarify that we are doing this strictly for the money," said Jessica.

The attention shifted to Suzanne.

"No," said Suzanne. "I can't do it."

"What!?" exclaimed Tommy suddenly. "What are you talking about, mom? You were going to suck my dick for three thousand and now you're backing out? This is twenty thousand dollars we're talking about! We can't let this opportunity get away."

Everyone, including Suzanne, looked at Tommy in astonishment.

"I don't even care about the house," he continued. "With this money I can go to college. That's right! I want to get a degree. I got accepted into a good school, but I gave up on that idea, when you lost your job. We can barely feed ourselves with what I make at the book store. I could never pay for college. But, with twenty thousand..."

Tommy trailed off and became aware of everyone staring at him. Howard couldn't believe the sudden confident display by this boy.

"Tommy. What's gotten into you?" asked Suzanne quietly. "We don't need to do anything. We'll figure something out. We'll manage."

"Screw that! We won't manage. We'll get kicked out of the house and have to live on the street. I'll never become an engineer."

"But, I'm your mom, Tommy," protested Suzanne again. "Are you crazy?"

"No, I'm perfectly sane. I'm using logic here mom. We will walk out of here with twenty thousand. There is no way that dumb jock can last longer than me."

Joe threw Tommy an unfriendly look when he realized he was being called out.

"You're a virgin, Tommy," said Suzanne calmly.

"So what?"

"What do you know about sex?"

"I've seen enough movies to know what it is," answered Tommy. "Howard we'll do it."

Suzanne stared at her son for a long moment and seemed to consider what he said. She remained silent and Howard took that as a good sign.

"It looks like both mothers and sons are willing to play," Howard Stern said. He counted the hundred dollar bills and split them into two stacks – one bigger, the other smaller. "This money is yours, but we have yet to find out who gets the bigger stack."

"Umm, Howard?" began Jessica. "Can we get some condoms? I don't want Joe cumming inside me."

"Don't worry," said Howard Stern. "I've thought of everything. I have here prescription strength morning after pills. These are the most potent pills on the market, so you don't have to worry about impregnation, unless of course you like the idea of having a baby with your son." 

"Gross!" said Jessica and wrinkled her nose. "I'll take the pill."




It's Just Wrong: Mothers and Sons 02



"Great!" exclaimed Gary. "Let's get started."

"Patience Gary," said Howard. "Before we begin, I'd like to lay down some rules. There can be no cheating and no stopping. Each mother and son couple has to be having sex until the son climaxes. I'd like you to start off with mothers on top; then we'll switch around. If the sons are still going we'll do another position. Remember, the son that lasts the longest will win twenty thousand dollars."

"Where are we supposed to do it?" asked Joe, glancing around.

"Garry," said Howard. "Go out and grab two cots from the back room." 

Gary nodded and hurried out. He came back, wheeling two folded cots behind him. He folded them out one by one. The cots were rather narrow and were several feet high.

"Thank you, Gary," said Howard. "You can stay there and make sure no one is cheating."

Gary was all too happy to oblige.

Joe was the first one to jump on the cot. He flopped on his back, his cock throbbing with excitement. Jessica stood next to him, her nipples were visibly hard. She looked at Howard as if awaiting a signal.

Tommy sighed and carefully lay down on the cot. Suzanne stood slouched and motionless, her eyes peering up at the stack of cash in front of Howard.

"Great. Now, does anyone need any lube?" asked Howard, pulling out a small tube from his briefcase.

Both the women shook their heads.

"I can't believe you got them to do this. You are a genius," whispered Robin leaning over closer to Howard.

"Suzy, looks like you need to get Tommy ready," said Gary pointing to Tommy's limp cock. Suzanne looked over at him as if not understanding his words.

Gary nodded towards Tommy and Suzanne's eyes followed. After about half of a minute of hesitation she bent down next to Tommy, looked at his cock, which was lying on his belly, and winced. Carefully, she reached out and, with two fingers, lifted up her son's cock. Awkwardly she began stroking it. Tommy shut his eyes tightly and laid still.

"Do you need some help?" laughed Jessica, pitifully eyeing her opposition.

"I think I can manage!" snarled back Suzanne. She shifted her fingers and grabbed Tommy's cock with her hand.

Howard watched Suzanne intently – she had a detached look in her eyes.

Slowly, but surely Tommy's cock began to stiffen. Suzanne's strokes were slow but firm. Her hand was moving further up Tommy's shaft each time. She moved her hand all the way down and bared her son's purple tip.

Tommy's cock was completely hard now. It was about nine inches long, but wasn't overly thick, which could have made it look longer than it really was. Thick, blue veins were clearly visible through Tommy's pale skin. His testicles rested lazily between his legs, looking like a miniature sack of potatoes. Suzanne's hand wasn't moving and she seemed to be staring right at his cock head. Suddenly, she got a frightened look in her eyes and drew back her hand. Tommy's cock pulsed before her, like it had its own heartbeat.

"Okay, looks like the sons are ready. Moms, assume your position!" announced Howard.

Jessica, who was eyeing Tommy's cock with a cocked eye, just shrugged and stood up on the cot. She stepped one leg over Joe, standing over him. Joe's eyes were immediately glued to her shaved pussy. Jessica squatted down and sat on top of Joe's stomach, placing her hands on his chest. Her son's cock was pointed straight at her tight looking ass. Howard realized that her pussy was now touching her son's skin.

Jessica turned her head and looked back at Howard. "I'm ready!"

Suzanne was still kneeling next to her son.

"Suzy?" asked Howard.

She shook her head slowly and stood up. She was nervously chewing on her lip. With a deep intake of breath, she placed her hand on the cot and swung a leg over her son's body. She brought her other leg up on the cot and remained on all fours, as if afraid to make contact with her son.

Howard couldn't take his eyes off of the sight. Suzanne's deep red pussy lips were slightly parted and her insides seemed to twinkle in the light. Just above that he saw a dark hole that was lodged between two meaty ass cheeks. 

Howard adjusted his glasses and cleared his throat. "Okay. On the count of three we will begin. One... two... three!"

Jessica didn't waste any time. She lifted her hips and positioned them over Joe's erection. She snatched up his cock with one hand and began directing it into her pretty, pink snatch. She tried pushing it in, but she didn't seem to be moist enough. She rubbed his cock along her lips a few times and tried sticking it in again. Inch by inch, her son's cock was sliding in. When it was about half way in, she took her hand off and lowered hips onto him completely.

"Aah!" Joe let out a moan of pleasure.

"Don't you dare cum anytime soon!" said Jessica sternly. She lifted her ass up a little and then dropped her weight back down. Then she shifted her hips for better positioning and began riding Joe's cock slowly, as if warming up to it.

Suzanne wasn't as eager as Jessica. She had one hand placed at the end of the cot for support. With her other hand she reached behind her back and tried to grab Tommy's dick, which was standing straight up. After some fumbling, she finally got a hold of it, pulled it down and began backing her ass towards it. Her movements seemed ungraceful and she brushed the tip of Tommy's cock against her butt cheek a few times.

Howard could see a trail of pre-cum where the cock made contact.

Suzanne rounded her back and positioned her vagina closer to Tommy's dick. Her pussy was parted open and lubed up with her juices. It looked like it was ready to swallow her son's raging, purple tip. She pressed down into it and their privates made the first contact.

A slight shudder racked her body as the cock parted her inner labia and began pushing its way in. Suzanne drew a deep breath and pushed harder, still clinging to Tommy's shaft. Within a moment Tommy was firmly inserted into his mom. Howard was a bit surprised that Tommy's dick went inside her with such ease. But then Suzanne was a shapely woman and Tommy's cock didn't look that big between Suzanne's legs. Still, as Suzanne slid down along her son's dick, her dark red labia looked to be tightly stretched out.

Suzanne's pussy kept sliding down Tommy's pale, veiny cock and stopped about two inches short of taking in the whole thing. She paused for a moment and repositioned her hands for better support.

Howard really wished that he could see the expression that was on Suzanne's face at this moment or know the thoughts that were running through her mind. He glanced over at Jessie, who was beginning to bounce rhythmically on her son's manhood.

Suzanne began riding up Tommy's dick, ever so slowly. Her pussy left a long, wet trail as it slid up his meat pole. Just as the tip of Tommy's cock was about to pop out of her pussy, she reversed her direction and began sliding back down.

Howard could see from the side Suzanne's heavy tits hanging down over Tommy's face. It was a shame that Tommy had his eyes closed.

Howard looked over at Jessica and her son again. Those two didn't seem to be worrying about setting a slow pace. Joe's cock was eagerly diving in and out of his mom's juicy cunt. 

"This is hot!" exclaimed Gary who was watching Jessica ride her son. Gary's face was nearly touching Jessica's ass as he watched up close.

Jessica seemed to be a vocal woman and not ashamed to hide it. She began yelping and squealing like a little girl. She looked like a fun ride – she was fucking that cock like it wasn't her sons. From time to time Joe's cock would pop all the way out of her pussy and she would masterly mount it without skipping a beat. Her platinum blonde ponytail bounced wildly and her leg muscles were flexing.

Howard could hear how wet Jessica was – sloshing sex sounds were emanating from where her son was pounding her.

"Oh! Yeah!" Joe said from time to time. He had placed his hands on Jessie's waist as if to guide her bounces. Jessica was squeezing her own tits and pinching her nipples, which were now very hard.

Howard oddly noted that Jessica and Joe's coupling reminded him of a porn scene; a very hot, realistic, porn scene that provided a lively contrast to Suzanne and Tommy's quiet, slow coupling.

"How does it feel so far?" asked Howard after silently watching for a few minutes.

Gary brought the microphone next to Suzanne's mouth first.

"Okay," was all Suzanne said.

Gary moved the microphone over to Jessica.

"Phew! This is quite a work out," answered Jessica whipping her forehead.

"Jessie, you look like you're having a good time," noted Howard. "Are you enjoying yourself?"

"Umm. Hah! Well," panted Jessica. "I admit this is a little weird, but feels the same as any other dick."

"Are you thinking about the fact that you are having sex with your son?"

"I'm trying to think about other things. Ah!" gasped Jessica "Eek! I just can't shake the thought that it's Joe lying under me."

"Oh, that's just wrong Jessie!" laughed Gary.

"You can't shake the thought, but does the sex feel good?" Howard continued. He wanted to understand what these women were thinking at such a strange time.

"Owie!" squeaked Jessica with pleasure. "I would say so Howard. It's better than I thought it would be."

"Good to hear that, Jessie. Do you think... that you could orgasm?" prodded Howard.

Jessica stopped bouncing on Joe's cock and looked back. "I already have," she giggled.

"Wow! You have? Already?" exclaimed Gary.

"It's easy for me to cum. If we keep going like this, I might cum again a few times."

"You hear that Joe? You gave your mother an orgasm. Let's see if you can give her a few more," said Gary.

Joe only grinned.

"How about you Suzy? Any chance of orgasm?" asked Howard. Suzanne only shook her head. Tommy's cock looked well lubricated now and Suzanne was taking it inside of her more easily. While Jessica was riding Joe in an "up and down" manner, Suzanne took the approach of moving her body along Tommy's stomach, where she would slide forward and then back keeping her ass slightly arched.

"How does Tommy's penis feel inside of you Suzy?" asked Gary who walked over to look how the other couple was doing.

Suzanne stopped and looked up at Gary. She gave him the kind of look that asked "Are you serious?"

Gary looked wounded and said: "Hey, no stopping!"

Suzanne dropped her head and hair fell around her face. She resumed gliding her pussy along her son's pale shaft.

"I can't believe they are still going!" said Gary excitingly. "I would be done in the first thirty seconds."

"Well, maybe if you were doing your mom it would be different," said Howard.

"Oh, let's not go there. Bad mental image," shuddered Gary.

Howard decided it was time for another position.

"I see that both sons are doing quite well. However, moms are doing all the work. Let's go ahead and switch positions," he proclaimed. "Moms on the bottom, sons on top."

Suzanne slowly and carefully slid up, until Tommy's cock completely emerged out of her. Her vagina stayed opened for a brief second, like a deep cave, before it tightened up and closed. Her inner lips, which were now visible, looked stretched out and ruffled. Suzanne took her time getting off the cot, first setting one foot on the floor and dragging the other leg carefully across Tommy, as if not to kick his cock. When she stood up, she looked like she was physically uncomfortable. Her legs were shaking a bit and she looked spread, more than usual, around the pelvic area.

Jessica and Joe already switched positions and Joe was already inside of his mom.

"Joe, wait for them," said Jessica when Joe began to pump at her.

Joe paused and looked over.

Suzanne stood next to the bed waiting for Tommy to get up, but he just laid there.

"Come on, honey, get up," whispered Suzanne.

Tommy opened his eyes. He had a haunted expression on his face. He stood up and his mom lay down in his stead. Tom stood next to her blinking rapidly, his cock jutting out towards his mom.

Suzanne spread her legs. Her pussy lips began parting under her dark, trimmed pubic hairs and she was glistening everywhere between her legs.

"No stalling," warned Garry loudly.

Tom climbed in between his mother's legs like a zombie. Indeed, his pale skin and dark eyes made him look like one – a zombie with long cock, which looked like it was beginning to soften. Suzanne, perhaps sensing that, quickly snatched her son's cock with her hand and shoved it inside of her.

Tommy pushed his hips in and his cock slithered into his mom's lubricated hole. He leaned over her and began pumping in and out lazily.

"Come on, Tommy! Look alive! You're getting some serious pussy. I would kill to be in your place," said up Garry, trying to cheer the couple up. "Look at the big tits your mom has. Don't you just want to squeeze and suck on them? What about that sexy, trimmed bush? I'd eat it for any meal."

Howard could see under Tommy's ass. Tommy seemed to be having a problem with his erection. When he pulled out and tried driving back in, his cock would bow visibly.

Tommy increased his speed and the cot began creaking. His mom's tits were rippling in waves with his rhythm.

Jessica was moaning loudly again. Joe was frantically pounding away at his mother's snatch. His hips and stomach were noisily slapping against hers. Joe proved to have a great amount of stamina, as he was driving his dick in as far as he could, as fast as he could.

"Jessie, how's it going?" asked Gary coming over to enjoy Jessica's squeals.

"Great," said Jessica, breathing heavily.

Joe was bent over her, their faces close to each other.

"How about kissing each other?" asked Gary.

"No, that would be weird," replied Jessica.

"How about for a hundred bucks?" Gary fished out a bill out of his pocket and showed it to Jessica.

"Deal," she said and snatched the money out of Gary's hand. She wrapped her arms around Joe's neck pulled him closer. Their lips met and her tongue shot out and began twirling in Joe's mouth.

They kissed and fucked for several long moments and then Jessica began to moan.

"Oh, god!" she screamed and broke the kiss. "Oh, yes! I'm going to cum again! Here it comes! Faster. Faster. Yes! Yes! I'm cumming!"

Jessica shut her eyes and continued squealing as Joe relentlessly fucked her. She wrapped her muscular legs around her son and squeezed them.

"Mom, ouch! Easy. Not so hard," said Joe, slowing down.

"Sorry. It just feels so good. Don't stop," breathed Jessica, exasperated.

"Hell yeah, Joe! Made your mother orgasm again!" cheered on Gary. "Look at her. She loves it. Who knows maybe she'll give you some of that pussy at home from now on."

"Man that's wrong, very wrong," chuckled Howard.

"I'm close. I'm close," said Joe quietly.

"Don't stop! Fuck me good!" she cried out, and tightened her legs again.

It looked like Joe and Jessica were about to lose, but Howard decided to save the situation. He didn't want this fun to end.

"Okay, it's time to switch positions again. It's doggy-style time," he said loudly.

Joe was happy to stop. He dislodged himself from the embrace of his mother's legs and pulled his cock out. Rivulets of sweat were rolling down his face.

Tommy politely pulled out of his own mom and stepped off the cot.

"Alright, mothers get into positions. Face your behinds to me," instructed Howard.

"Phew!" said Jessica as she stood up. "That was an intense one," she added grinning at Howard. She rubbed between her legs with one hand. "I'm going to be sore tomorrow."

Jessica climbed on the bed on all fours, exposing her reddened vagina to Howard and Robin. She threw her head to bring her ponytail to one side of her face and wiggled her butt playfully. A thin string of clear, slimy liquid was drooling down from her pussy.

Joe looked almost scared and waited for the others to assume position first – using every chance he could to slow his oncoming orgasm.

Suzanne also used the time to get a breather. She was breathing quite heavily now and there was a big wet stain under where she was laying. She flipped over and lay on her stomach. Then she raised her hips, got to her knees and stuck her sizeable ass proudly in the air. She spread her legs slightly and laid her upper body on the cot, squishing her great tits.

Gary motioned to Tommy and he positioned himself behind his mother and solemnly waited.

"Joe. Go ahead. Waiting on you," said Gary, noticing Joe's reluctance.

Joe wiped the sweat of his forehead, took a deep breath and knelt behind Jessica.

"Begin!" announced Howard when everyone looked ready.

Tom looked down at his mother's ass. She was arching it up at him, like a cat stretching. Her butt and vagina were fully exposed to him. He placed his left hand on her pale butt cheek and scooted closer. With his right hand Tom grabbed his cock and brought the tip of it just inside of Suzanne's opening. He gave a quick shove with his hips, but instead of going in, his dick popped out. Tommy tried again. He positioned his cock right between Suzanne's inner labia and, using his hand, rubbed the cock along his mother's slit, testing for entry. As soon as his penis found his mother's tunnel, he thrust his hips forward. His dick must have gone in a little too deep for Suzanne's taste because she groaned loudly.

"Not so hard," she whispered, clutching to the end of the cot with both hands. Tommy pulled out a little and began to steadily fuck Suzanne. All Howard could see is Suzanne's strip of pubic hair and Tommy's balls slapping against Suzanne's pelvic bone.

Howard noticed that Joe was less enthusiastic about fucking his mom now than before. Howard knew that the boy was on the brink of orgasm. It probably didn't help that his fit mother was yelping under him like a dog in heat.

Suddenly, Joe stopped completely.

"Here it comes," he whispered and shoved his dick as far as he could inside Jessie. That move caused Jessica to pitch forward, off balance. The small cot gave way and Joe and Jessica tumbled sideways off of it. Joe began shuddering as they fell. His first spurt went inside of Jessica's pussy, but as he was cumming his cock popped out and flailed around. He shot his spunk onto her pussy, ass and stomach.

"Shit, Joe! Shit!" screamed Jessica as they fell. She tried to untangle herself from her son, as they landed on the floor. After a few seconds, Jessica managed to stand up and some of Joe's sperm rolled out of her pussy and plopped onto the floor. Every eye was on Jessie as she was disappointingly shaking her head. Her skin glistened with sweat and her pussy glistened with her son's man juice. Joe still lay on the floor – euphoric smile on his face.

"Damn it, Joe! Why didn't you last longer?" she asked.

"Sorry mom. I tried," he replied, looking like he was in bliss.

"Well, it looks like we have a winner!" stated Gary. "Unfortunately, Joe couldn't last long enough. Can't blame him with a mom like that."

Tommy was in a dream-like state, but he heard Gary announce that they won. He was all too glad, because he kept fighting his own need to ejaculate. He looked down at his mother's ass and saw her brown asshole looking up at him. He saw his cock ramming at his mom's pussy. He saw the way her pussy lips stretched over his shaft – they looked like a rubber band.

Tommy could smell a pleasant scent that was drifting up from between her legs. He took her meaty ass cheeks in his hands and squeezed them, then pulled them apart. Her asshole yielded and spread slightly. 

"Is it over?" Tommy heard Suzanne ask. "Did we win?"

She seemed to drop her ass slightly, as if trying to pull away from him. But she wasn't going to get away from him that easy.

Tommy fucked her faster as he felt the tip of his cock begin to melt with pleasure. He knew this was going to be a big one.




It's Just Wrong: Mothers and Sons 02



"Tommy, it's over," Suzanne said, trying to lean away from her son. That's when she felt her son thrust into her violently and suddenly she felt her son fill her up with his seed. Her eyes grew wide at the amount of liquid that was filling her up. Then she felt Tommy collapse onto her as his body trembled and his cock quivered inside of her.

Everyone in the room watched them silently. Suddenly, Gary began clapping and soon enough others joined.

"Bravo, Tommy! Bravo!" exclaimed Gary. "Way to go!"

Tommy seemed to come to his senses. He slowly lifted off of his mom and looked around. Then he looked down and saw that his cock was still stiff and lodged inside of her.

"Congratulations, Tommy and Suzanne!" came someone's voice. "You just won twenty thousand dollars!"

Tommy pulled back away from his mom. It almost seemed that her pussy didn't want to release him; the suction on it was so strong. Eventually, his cock slid out of her with an audible plopping sound. Her pussy stayed open for a moment and then a gush of semen poured out of it. It pooled on the cot between her knees.

"Wow! That's quite a sight," said Howard, enchanted by the mess that Tommy made. "You guys really earned your winnings."

Then Howard turned to Jessica and Joe, who were standing naked next to each other. "Jessie and Joe. Thanks for playing. You two get ten thousand dollars. Not bad. Considering you two looked like you enjoyed yourselves on this show, I would say it was a win-win situation for you."

"Oh, Howard," said Jessie, rolling her eyes.

"Thanks for playing It's Just Wrong!" announced Howard.