6 comments/ 120387 views/ 78 favorites Mother is my Sexual Slave Ch. 01 By: SusanJillParker Hoping for some sexual fun, 20-year-old Joshua and his 22-year-old girlfriend, Nancy, are bored. Twenty-year-old Joshua slowly ran his hands through his thick, blonde hair and flatten it to his head as if he had a headache. He closed his eyes, stretched up his arms, arched his back, and yawned loudly. "I'm bored," said Joshua to his 22-year-old girlfriend, Nancy, as if his boredom was her fault and her responsibility to make him not be so bored. Accustomed to his restlessness, she didn't take his boredom personally. Instead, with lust in her eyes, she looked at him seductively as if it was her plan to fix his boredom with sex, which is what she usually does whenever he's restless. Someone so young, so handsome, and so full of life should never be bored but obviously he was but not with her. He'd never be bored with her. How could he be bored with her when she'd give him whatever he sexually wanted, whenever he wanted it? Obviously, his boredom was coming from somewhere else, somewhere deep inside of him that only a psychiatrist could soothe, possibly with anti-depressant medication. It's insulting to her and strange to others that someone with such a hot and willing girlfriend would ever be bored. Perhaps playing her, boredom was his keyword for her to give him hot sex. When it came to sex, his sexual appetite was only matched by her sexual appetite. In the way that Joshua played with his hair, she did too. Nancy slowly ran her long, piano fingers through her lush, chestnut hair in the way that he does when making love to her. She curled her hair with her fingers in the way that he does when impaling and rhythmically humping her mouth with his cock with a gentle but firm hand to the back of her head. Maybe by running her fingers through her hair, she was imagining Joshua making love to her. Having said how much he loves her hair whenever he tells her how much he loves her, she sparkles when he notices her hair. Always touching her hair, brushing her hair, tossing her hair, and fixing her hair, obviously she loves her hair as much as he does. Especially with him being blonde and his mother being blonde too and being that he was not so secretly attracted to his mother, Nancy not only questioned his suspected attraction to blondes but also his suspected attraction to his mother. Being that she was also so sexually attracted to his mother too, she was willing to put up with a son wanting to have sex with his mother, especially since she wanted to have sex with his mother too. "I figured you'd be more attracted to a blonde than a brunette," she said curling her long hair in her fingers. "After meeting your mother for the first time and seeing that she had such beautiful, long, blonde hair and how pretty she was, I felt a little self-consciously jealous that she was prettier than me." In the way she looked at him, no doubt she was looking for some assurance from him that she was prettier than his mother. When he didn't volunteer any such assurance, she persevered. "So, why me? Why are you so attracted to me?" "Why you? What do you mean why you? Are you having insecurity issues about how I feel about you? Are you jealous of my mother?" He laughed. "Well obviously being that you're bored," she said looking at him as if fearing his answer. "Are you bored with me? Am I not sexually exciting enough for you?" She looked at him in the way that Sophia Vergara would look at a can of Pepsi. "Bored with you? Of course not. How could I ever be bored with you, my exciting, sexy girlfriend? I'm just bored with myself. And to answer your question why I'm attracted to you, you just have to look in the mirror to know my answer," he said running his hand along her long leg and stopping just short of her crotch to squeeze her shapely thigh. "Why me and not some hot, busty blonde who looks more like your mother?" "Because you're beautiful, sexy, and kinky," he said taking her in his arms and kissing her. "And you're willing to give me sex whenever I want it," he whispered in her ear with a laugh. "I'd never be bored with you." With all the sex they've had and all the sexual things they've done, never telling her that he was bored before when they met two years ago, seemingly the question was why was he so bored now? Maybe it was just his age but now he was routinely complaining that he was bored. "Well," she said giving him a contemplating look. "What do you feel like doing today? Instead of just hanging around the house, we can go for a drive, go see a movie, go for a walk, or," she said giving him a sexy look. "We can have sex. We can make love. We can fuck," she said putting a seductive finger to her mouth while giving him a sexy look. "Or we can play truth of dare." "Truth or dare? I haven't played that game since I was a kid. Besides, way beyond that with you, there's not a question that you can ask me that you don't already know the answer to and there's no dare that I could give you that you wouldn't do," he said with a dirty laugh. "It's not much of a game to play when we already know the outcome. With you always so competitive, you'd win and I'd lose." "Then, tell me Joshua," she said looking at him seductively with her big, hazel eyes. "What can I possibly do to help alleviate your boredom?" She reached her hand over to feel his cock through his jeans while staring up at him with her hazel eyes that suddenly flashed even more green from the green from the reflection of her low cut top that she wore. Making the best of what she had, she was always flashing her cleavage. From the comments he made while watching TV or a movie, she knew that Josh liked big tits. If ever she had the money to spend, she'd have breast implants to make her B cups, D cups. Paying particular teasing attention to the head of his hardening prick, she gently pinched his cock with her index finger and thumb until it grew stiffer and pulsated to her touch. "I dunno. Even though having sex with you always sounds so appealing, I really don't want to go anywhere and do anything, not even have sex," he said looking at her with frustration. "I'm just restless, I guess," he said leaning forward on the couch as if he was imitating Rodin's statue of The Thinker. Looking as if he was sitting on the toilet instead of sitting on the couch, he stared at the floor instead of at her. She gave him a knowing smile in the way that his mother always did when he overate and had an upset tummy. As if she was his mother instead of his girlfriend, she touched his back and his shoulder with such gentle lovingness. Obviously knowing what his problem was, she looked at him with understanding. "I told you not to watch that movie," she laughed running her fingers through his hair while looking at him with love. "I don't know if you realize this but you get like this every time you watch that movie. In the way that Helter Skelter made Charles Manson insane, Stanley Kubrick makes you crazy," she said with insight. "Maybe you're right. Maybe it's as simple as that but Clockwork Orange is still my favorite movie," he said as if needing to defend the movie. "With all the good movies out there to see, I don't understand why it's your favorite movie? It's so disturbingly violent," she said. "Violence is not what the movie is all about," he said. "What is it about then, if it's not about murder, mayhem, and rape?" "Clockwork Orange is more about the mysteries of the brain and the reason why people do the violent things that they do," he said. As if trying to justify the reason why he liked the movie, he distanced his restlessness from the movie by classifying the movie as more of a cerebral movie than a violent one. "The movie is set in the future. Instead of incarcerating someone in the way that they do now, they try something innovative and progressive, albeit provocatively different. Even though they still don't know enough about the brain, doctors and scientist hope by experimenting on madmen that they can cure a criminal by Aversion Therapy," he said. "Aversion Therapy? What the Hell is that? Don't you mean perversion therapy?" She laughed. "Because the main characters in that movie are definitely all perverted. Being that you've perverted too, I now understand why that's your favorite movie," she said laughing again. "Aversion Therapy is a psychological treatment that utilizes behavioral principles to eliminate unwanted, bad behavior," he said looking at her to see if she was following his explanation. "A patient is exposed to stimulants while simultaneously being subjected to discomfort. Pleasure with pain, by giving them pain when they feel inappropriate pleasure when thinking violate thoughts, the patient associates those bad thoughts with pain instead of with pleasure." "I see," she said. "If only it was that simple, we'd have less crime and fewer criminals." "Eventually, eradicating the inappropriate thoughts, the premise is that he's conditioned to associate his bad behaviors with pain and not pleasure. Ergo, eventually, replaced by good ones, he won't have those bad thoughts anymore." "I see," she said. "Aversion Therapy sounds like brainwashing to me." "Much better than a lobotomy or one of those anti-depressant drugs, it is brain washing in a way. Being that the main character in the movie is motivated by sex and violence, by having him watch videos of naked women mixed with violence, whenever the patient favorably reacts to sex and violence, they give him pain. The doctors use repeated discomfort, shock therapy, if you will, to disassociate his sexual and violent needs by interrupting his thought process to change his thinking. The painful conditioning, albeit necessary conditioning causes the patient to associate sex and violence with unpleasant sensations and pain in hopes of stopping those specific thoughts and that type of specific behavior," said Joshua. "I see," she said while beginning to look bored herself. "If anything," he said with a cheesy smile, "much like watching a National Geographic documentary, medically and scientifically enlightening, the film is very educational." "Educational my ass. Plain and simple, using sex to mask the violence, Clockwork Orange is a violent movie," said Nancy. "Okay, I agree, albeit much less violent than all that happened in Viet Nam during the time that the movie was made, the movie was pretty violent, especially for 1971. Yet, the movie is more about control by taking someone's power and freedom of choice away from them." "Control?" Nancy looked at her boyfriend with reservation. "How do you figure that?" "As they did in Clockwork Orange in that sexy scene and in the way that they do to Japanese women on a crowded subway or bus, there's something exotically erotic, definitely pornographic, when they cut that woman's clothes off with a pair of scissors to expose her tits, her ass, and her pussy. Even Japanese sharking, as shocking as it is, by lifting up a woman's skirt to expose her panties, pulling down her panties to expose her ass and pussy, or removing her top to expose her bra and breasts is more about control and humiliation than it is about sex. Moreover, because the woman being stripped naked in Clockwork Orange wasn't wearing any underwear, that made the scene even more revealing as it did sexually exciting," he said staring at his girlfriend. "So, lemme get this straight," said Nancy making an unhappy face at her boyfriend. "Was sexual excitement your response when you watched that woman being violently assaulted? You thought that watching the woman being stripped naked and forced to have sex with four strangers was sexually exciting?" "Fuck yeah," said Joshua grabbing his crotch. "Are you kidding me? Oh my God, that was so sexy. In the way of all of those rape scenes in those old Death Wish movies that Charles Bronson made, that scene was so hot, especially for back then, and especially when they made the husband watch what they were doing to his wife. Holy shit! Wow!" "Sexy? You thought that scene was sexy? She looked at him aghast that he'd even say such a thing. "That was a violent assault and not a sexual exchange," she said looking at him in shocked disbelief. "What if four men burst in on us, stripped me naked, and forced you to watch me give them sex," she said, no doubt, with the assurance that he'd be appalled. "Oh my God, stop it Nancy. You're making me hot. You're making me horny," he said laughing. "I'd love to watch you in a gangbang." "Rape is not sexy Joshua," said Nancy folding her arms across her breasts. "Yeah, well," obviously he was about to say what a typical young male would say. "If she didn't want to have sex, she wouldn't have dressed like a slut," he said pointing a finger at his kinky girlfriend as if he was a puritanical judge and she was a witch on trial for morals charges. "It's tragically funny how a woman is called a whore when wanting to have sex with multiple lovers and a man is called a stud. Sex had nothing to do with that scene Joshua and she wasn't dressed like a slut. She was totally covered in that one piece, red jumpsuit," said Nancy in defense of the actress. "They raped her and as far as her lounging around in that outfit that she wore without underwear, she was in her own home alone with her husband when those thugs barged in, stripped her naked, restrained her husband, and physically assaulted her." "You're right. You're absolutely right. I never saw it that way," said Joshua obviously saying that to more appease his girlfriend by agreeing with her. "That was rape and that was a violent act and not a sexual one. You're always right. Still it was so hot to watch that scene," he said falling silent as if replaying the scene in his mind before speaking again. "I guess that movie did upset me," he said looking at her with clenched fists. "Upset you?" She looked down at the growing bulge in his jeans. "Don't you mean sexually excited you?" She laughed while observing him. "After watching that movie, now I want to do something," he said. "Do something?" Nancy looked at him while waiting for him to finish his thoughts and when he didn't, she asked her question. "What do you mean you want to do something? Like what?" "I dunno," he said looking down to where she was looking at his hardening cock before staring at her sitting next to him. "In the way of those old Charles Bronson, Death Wish movies, there's something exciting about holding a woman against her will, stripping her naked, and forcing her to have sex." He paused before looking up at her as if in readiness to read her reaction and facial expression with what he was about to say. "Rape? You find rape sexually exciting? So you're into rape now? Since when? That's really sick Joshua. That's really fucked up. How would you feel if someone raped me or if someone raped your mother?" Giving her an inappropriate look, he looked at her more with sexual excitement than he did with concern for her safety and welfare. "I wouldn't want anyone to hurt you or my mother in that violent way," he said backpedaling while touching and squeezing her hand. Even though he'd never want anyone to rape his mother or his girlfriend, if someone did, no doubt wishing that he could watch, he'd be the first to ask them to repeat all of the dirty details. Wrapped around the pretense that talking about it, in the way of psychological therapy, would help them heal, he'd encourage them to talk in length about all that happened. "Thank you," said Nancy. "I feel better that you wouldn't want anyone raping me or your Mom. Only," she said looking at him as if trying to read him. Knowing him well, she said her insightful thoughts out loud. "I can't help but think that you wouldn't mind watching me or your mother being taken by some man or men," she said suddenly looking off as if she was imagining being raped and/or gangbanged. "Now don't take this the wrong way Nance," he said. "What? Tell me Joshua. Just blurt it out in the way that you do with every stupid thing you say without thinking," she said obviously getting angry with him. He looked at her as if afraid to confess his thoughts. "I know it sounds bizarre but I almost wish I could reenact that scene in Clockwork Orange," he said with a laugh. "I like the idea of taking power away from a woman by stripping her naked, humiliating her, and forcing her to submit to my will." Obviously now on the same page, she gave him a sexy smile while running a slow tongue across her lips and tossing her head to flip her lush, long, chestnut hair. "Speaking of taking the power away from a woman by stripping her naked, humiliating her, and forcing her to submit her will to yours," she said pausing, "you're always doing that to me. But, unlike the other women that you've been with, I love it," she said. "I crave that kind of sexual attention," she said groping his erection through his pants. "Yeah, but you're different. You're not like any other woman that I've known." "I'm different? Different how?" "You're bi-sexual and," he said with a pause before laughing. "You're easy." "Easy? I am not easy. Asshole," she said laughing. "I'm your slut. I'm only easy for you." "Actually, now that I think about that scene in Clockwork Orange, a sexy game to play, rather than forcing someone to do something against their will, it would be more sexually exciting taking the power away from a woman without her realizing it. As if giving her my own version of Aversion Therapy, Aversion hypnosis, if you will, by making a strong woman a submissive woman before humiliating her, is something that I'd want to try doing with someone," he said. "Only who?" He looked at her as if he was wanting her to volunteer. "You can reenact that scene with me," she said wiggling herself in her seat as if she was secretly masturbating herself. "I have some old clothes that you can cut holes in to expose my tits, my ass, and my pussy," she said getting visually, sexually excited. She looked at him with lustfulness in her eyes as if he had just depressed her sexual on button, no doubt, by the thought of him cutting holes in her clothes and exposing her body to him. "That would be fun," he said looking at her and returning her lust with his excited, sexual anticipation. "Only, being that we've had sex lots of times and being that you willingly want to have sex with me, just as I love having sex with you," he said squeezing her hand. "Me having sex with you in that way is not nearly the same as me changing the behavior of a strong willed, confident woman in making her want to have sex with me and even allowing me to control and humiliate her." "I see," she said looking rebuffed and pulling her hand away. "Well, if you got me drunk enough," she said pausing to watch his reaction to what she was about to say while curling her hair with her finger. "Perhaps you could invite one or two of your friends over or another couple to help you undress me and discipline me," she said looking at him with horny wickedness in her eyes. "Really? You'd do that for me?" He looked at her as if she had just told him that he won the lottery and no doubt he had with the try anything once attitude of his kinky girlfriend. "You'd allow a couple of my best buddies or another couple to help me strip you naked and spank you before having their wicked way with your naked body?" "Yeah, sure. Why not?" She shrugged and gave a sexy laugh. "So long as I can have my wicked way with their naked bodies too." She looked at him with naughtiness. "Wow," he said. "I've been bad Joshua, so very bad that I need a hard spanking," she said taking his hand in hers and looking up at him with apologetic eyes. "I need to be taught a lesson," she said louder. "I need to be disciplined," she said stiffening her posture. "Tie me to your bed Joshua," she said ripping open her blouse to expose her B cup bra and cleavage. "Blindfold me, spank me, and make me your submissive bitch" she said with a saucy smile. Mother is my Sexual Slave Ch. 01 "Oh my God, Nancy, you're such a slut but I love that you are," said Joshua laughing. "With men coming into the room while I'm so vulnerably bound and blindfolded," she fluttered her eyelids as if swooning with the thoughts of being sexually taken, used, and abuse. "I've always had a secret fantasy of pulling a train or doing a foursome with another couple while being so helplessly controlled and exposed." "You have?" "Sure. Every woman's fantasy is to be taken with some wanting that more than others. So long as you don't hurt a woman and force her to do too much at the onset, you may gradually increase the pleasure with the pain and the humiliation. So long as you make her feel that she's wanted and desired, you'd be surprised at the passion that you can release from a woman when tied to your bed and unleash when blindfolded," she said with another sexy laugh. "I didn't know that about women," he said. "Guys see things from a completely different perspective. So from what you're telling me, guys don't know how to tap into the real sexuality of a woman. Is that it?" "You have no idea the sex they could have with the woman they love if only they took their time and if only they treated the one they're with better than when looking to see who else they can seduce," she said. "You're right about that and I've never looked at other women now that I have you," said Joshua. "Bullshit," she said. "Every time we go to the mall, you're looking. Men are such dopes. Men are dumb. Men are idiots," she said. "Rather than take the time to heat up their women, most men just want a blowjob and don't pay enough personal attention to the woman they have for them to discover what a woman wants," she said. "Interesting," he said. "I dare say and will go as far as saying that some women, so long as they know who is banging them and so long as they could choose their sexual partners would agree to a tie me to the bed, blindfolded, gangbang at least once in their sexual lives while their man watched and/or participated." "Wow. Holy shit," he said. "I had no idea." "There are those women who enjoy being forced by strangers and who'd prefer not knowing who was gangbanging them. There are those women who will willingly do whatever their man wants them to do. So long as her man approves, she'd willingly be his sexy slut in bed," she said with wickedness while twirling her hair again. "It doesn't matter whether it's the former or the latter to me, so long as the sex is good." She laughed a sexy laugh. "You're such a kinky slut," he said. "Do you know that?" "I do know that. I am a kinky slut and I'm proud of it too," she said laughing. "But I'm your kinky slut and no one else's kinky slut." "I'm glad that you are," he said smiling and leaning into her to kiss her. "Maybe most women wouldn't want to be gangbanged, but women loved being seduced, taken, and made to do the dirty things that they wouldn't ordinarily do when being scrutinized and made to feel self-consciously guilty by a judgmental lover," she said with a sexy smile. "Seduction huh? Now you're talking my language. The king of seduction, I dare say that I'm the Don Juan of seduction," he said boasting with a broad, prideful smile. "I'd love to take a woman against her will and change her to make her do the sexual things that I'd want her to do. As if breaking a mean dog of bad habits, I'd love to make a strong, confident woman my submissive, obedient bitch and my sexual slave." "A dog, huh? Do you equate me with a mean dog?" She laughed. "Actually you already have that woman now in me. Woof, woof," she said holding up her hands as if they were paws. "Good girl. You're such a girl, I mean, bad girl," he said scratching her behind her ear while laughing. "And as far as seduction goes and as far as I'm concerned, you're a modern day version of Valentino," she said with a laugh. "I must admit that you are very hard to say no to once you start making your subtle moves," she said. "You make me so wet that I'd suck your cock just by the way you're looking at me now." "You would?" "Oh yeah, I would baby. I'm hungry for your cock. I need for you to cum in my mouth," she said leaning forward in her posture from the living room sofa to look in his eyes while taking a full handful of his cock in her hand through his jeans. "I'll suck you right here and right now, if you want me to," she said whispering her lust for him in his ear. "Oh my God, Nance, you're so frigging sexy." "Do you want me to suck you? Do you want me to blow you?" She stuck her tongue in his ear, moved it around, and blew her warm breath inside while feeling his erection through his jeans and pulling down his zipper. "No. Wait. Stop. Don't. My Mom is coming home soon, any minute, Nance," he said looking behind him to the hall as if his mother was already standing there watching him with his girlfriend. "She might catch us having sex. She could walk in on us at any moment," he said with excited nervousness. "You'd like that wouldn't you?" She slowly moved her hand along the growing bulge that he had in his jeans. "Like what?" He said suddenly preoccupied in watching her fingers trace the hardening outline of his emerging cock. "You sucking my cock or my mother walking in on us while you're sucking my cock?" "Both," she said with a laugh. "Even though I confessed that I'd love to play that rape scene with you, I bet you're restless because you'd love to play that rape scene in Clockwork Orange with your mother instead of with me," she said with a sudden insightfulness while looking at him to watch for his reaction. Obviously surprised that she knew that he'd love to play that sexual, albeit violent scene in Clockwork Orange with his mother, instead of with her, he looked at her with shocked, incestuous excitement. "Anyway, getting back to seduction," he said obviously uncomfortable with Nancy's insightful comment about wanting his mother to watch him getting a blowjob from her and him wanting to play the rape scene in Clockwork Orange with his mother, he changed the subject. "With my good looks and hot body—" "And modesty," she said with a laugh while squeezing his bulge through his jeans before removing her hand from his crotch. "I bet you that just by the power of seduction that I can seduce and control anyone," he said. "You think so, huh?" She laughed her sexy laugh. "Don't be silly," she said moving her head to toss her hair again before moving her hair in place with an experienced hand and fingers. "We all have our limits and limitations. Even though you apparently think you are, not every woman in the world will think that you're God's gift to them." "Actually I do think that I can seduce any woman that I want to seduce," he said looking at her as if afraid to say what he was obviously thinking but saying it anyway after studying her for a long moment. "I bet that I can seduce your mother." "My Mom?" She made a sour face as if she had just bitten into a lemon. "Eww." "I'd love to reach down and grab her ass whenever I hug and kiss her hello and goodbye. All that I'd have to do to make your mother want me is to hug her longer and kiss her neck before kissing her full on the lips and before slipping her my tongue. In the way she sometimes looks at me, as if she wants to kiss me or wishes that I'd kiss her, I can tell that she likes me more than she should. I'd love to stick my horny hand beneath her short skirt and cup her panty clad pussy before pushing her panty aside to finger her pussy," he said. "You would huh?" Nancy looked at her boyfriend with disgust. "You'd French kiss my mother while fingering her pussy?" "Oh yeah, I would. I bet she'd be wet for me. I bet she'd allow me to have my wicked way with her. Much like you, she's so easy," he said with a laugh. As if telling him to go fuck himself without words, she gave him a quick, upward movement of her chin. As if she was a filly in a barn unhappy with her handler, not putting up with any of his emotional, sexual abuse, she flipped her hair again with the toss of her pretty head while shaping her hair back in place with her skilled hand before responding. "Easy? Is that what you think of me that I'm easy? You think my Mom is easy too?" With him having gone too far, she looked at him with anger. "How dare you? I may be easy for you, only for you, but my Mom's not easy," she said pointing her finger at him. "She's my Mom, Joshua. Don't you be saying bad things about my mother," she said with a laugh, no longer able to be serious. "Sorry," he said while looking at her not sure if she was being serious or not. "My Mom would never have sex with you. She'd never do that to me," she said looking at him with curiosity before striking her Vogue model pose. "Besides, why would you want to seduce my mother when you have me, a younger and better looking version of her with a more shapely body?" "Especially when the mother is a MILF like your mother is, in the way that most men would love to have sex with identical twins, two for one, every man's dream is to have sex with a mother and her daughter. Being that I already know what it's like to have sex with you and because you two look so much alike, I'd love to do your mother," he said with a sexy smile. "Oh, yeah, I'd have your mother suck my cock before I fucked her hard and deep." "You would huh?" She looked at him with sternness. "I would," he said with an irreverent smile "Yeah, well, if you want to keep me as your girlfriend Joshua, my mother is off limits to you," she said with a cold stare. Going for broke, he pushed more of her buttons by continuing to tease her in blurting out more of his sexual fantasies that related to him having sex with her mother. "In the way that you love to suck cock, do you think your mother sucks cock? In the way that you are, like daughter like mother, do you think she'd be into some kinky stuff where we could have a threesome with her before making her our sexual slave and humiliating her?" "Me having sex with my mother? Keep dreaming lover boy," she said tossing her hair again. "So what do you think? Do you think your Mom would be up for a threesome?" Pushing his luck when she made a sour face before ignoring him, he looked at his girlfriend while waiting for her to answer and when she didn't, he continued. "Oh, yeah, with her being my sexual slave, I'd love to publically humiliate your mother for her to know who the boss is," he said with a sick laugh. Seemingly all the time lately, she looked at him and shook her head in disbelief in the way she does when he says something stupid or does something dumb. "You're bad to ask that question about my mother but to answer your question, I know for a fact that she sucks cock. Only she's not into any kink," said Nancy with a laugh. "You don't know that. Everyone has a kinky, freaky, down and dirty side. Everyone has some sort of sexual fetish," said Joshua obviously goading her for more sexual information about her mother. "How do you know she sucks cock but isn't into anything kinky?" "One time we were out shopping and both of us had to pee. I pulled the car over and peed by the side of the road but my Mom wouldn't pee until we stopped at a gas station and she just made it. If she was kinky, something as simple as peeing in public and someone seeing her peeing wouldn't have been such an issue for her," said Nancy with a shrug. "Then how do you know your mother sucks cock?" Joshua looked at his sexy girlfriend with curiosity. "When she thought I wasn't home, I heard her making all those cock sucking, slurping sounds with her new boyfriend, sounds that men love to her hear to show that the woman loves sucking their cock as much as the man loves having his cock sucked." "Wow," said Joshua. "In the way she screams when having an orgasm and loves talking dirty in bed, much like me in that regard, she's a real slut in bed but only with the right man," said Nancy with a dirty laugh. "Based upon how you're obviously already attracted to my mother, you'd really like having sex with my mother," she said teasing him before snapping him back to reality. "Who wouldn't want to have sex with your mother? Your Mom is a real MILF," said Joshua. "Only, I wouldn't want you having sex with my mother. I mean it Joshua. Too close to home, even for me, that's a bit creepy weird for me knowing that my Mom had sex with my boyfriend. To say the least, it would be wrong if ever we were to marry," she said looking at him dreamy eyed as if he had already proposed and she was wearing an engagement ring. "How could you look our kids in the eye knowing that you had sex with their grandmother?" He smiled as if imagining her mother naked before him and having sex with her. "Having made a memory by making my life more complete, I wouldn't lose any sleep over the fact that I had sex with your mother," he said with a laugh while remaining silent to study his sexy girlfriend's reaction. "What do you mean by that? That you'd never sleep with my mother, you wouldn't care what anyone thought of you or of her if they knew that you slept with or were sleeping with my mother, or that you'd never marry me?" "Nancy, c'mon, this is a stupid, speculative conversation that we're having about me sleeping with your mother, something that will never happen," he said in his defense. "I'm just teasing you. I wouldn't hurt or upset you by having sex with your mother." "Where's there's smoke there's fire Joshua," she said. "Apparently, when it comes to my Mom, you're hot for her and you'd do her if you could and if you thought that I'd never know that you two slept together." Suddenly she looked at him with insightfulness. "Have you slept with my Mom already? Is that it? Is that what this conversation is really about? Is that why you suddenly want to have a threesome with my Mom because you two already did it?" "What? Huh? No. I haven't slept with your mother. I'd never sleep with your mother, that is, unless you wanted me to sleep with your mother," he said with a dirty laugh. "You'd better not hit on my mother, Josh. I mean it or we're done," she said leaning away from him and folding her arms around herself. As if already bored with the conversation about Nancy's mother, Joshua leaned his head back and grimaced in feigned pain as if from a headache while flattening his blonde hair to his head again. "Forget that I mentioned anything about boning your mother. Okay? Let's get back to what we were talking about before," he said. "Okay? Please?" "What were we talking about before? I don't even remember," she said unfolding her arms. She looked a little miffed, no doubt, that her boyfriend was obviously more interested in having sex with her mother than he was interested in having sex with her, especially after he turned her down for a blowjob. To make her feel even more rejected, he turned down her offer for him to tie her to the bed, blindfold her, and invite a couple of his friends or another couple over for some sexy fun. "We were talking about me being able to seduce anyone, that is, except for your mother," he said. "I understand that your mother is off limits," he said raising his hands in a visual display of backing off in talking about having sex with her mother. "I have principles," he said. "Thank you Joshua for understanding," she said. "I wouldn't touch your mother even if she wearing her low cut, revealing blouse, her oh, so short skirt, her sexy bra, and white, bikini panty," he said goading her. "I wouldn't have sex with your mother even if she was standing before me naked," he said enunciating every erotic thought as if visualizing the images. "Wow! Now there's an image for me to masturbate over later." "Thank you for qualifying that statement," she said. "Obviously, by turning me down to blow you, have you strip me naked, and tie me to your bed for you and a couple of your friends or another couple to sexually use, abuse me, control, and humiliate me, by your own admission, you'd rather masturbate. I have no idea why you'd want to masturbate when you could have sex with me. I already told you that I'd suck your cock. Maybe I should have sex with your Dad." "My Dad? Good luck finding him," said Joshua. "I haven't seen him in years." "Sorry, Joshua, I didn't mean to upset you," she said. "I'm not upset," he said studying her. "If not your mother, who then would you want me to seduce? Just for fun sake, you tell me. Pick someone that you'd like me to do, maybe someone who you'd like to do too," he paused when she didn't immediately answer. "Maybe one of your friends. I know. How about Heather or Pamela? They're both hot. I'd do one or the other or both of them separately or together," he said with a laugh. "Careful Joshua, you're already walking on shaky ground after telling me that you'd do my mother," she said laughing. "Actually, now that you mention them, I'd do them both too but, even though they may already suspect it, I really don't want my childhood friends knowing that I'm bi-sexual. Moreover, in the way that I don't want you having sex with my mother, I don't want you having sex with my friends either. I don't want to lose you to one of my friends," she said looking at him with sadness as if he's already had an affair with one or both of her friends. "I can respect that," he said. "I'd never cheat on you Nancy with anyone, especially with you not there in the room with me," he said with a laugh. "Gee thanks," she said sharing his laugh. "Besides, they already look at me as if I'm weird as it is with all the kinky stuff that I do, the flirting, the flashing, the teasing, the dirty, suggestive talking, and the topless and nude sunbathing." "You are my sexy slut," said Joshua feeling her breast through her blouse and bra. "Now that I think more about it, you wouldn't like either one of them. Too straight-laced and goody-too-shoes, in the way that I'm your sexual match, they're not kinky enough for you. If they even suck cock, I doubt if they swallow, and they'd never flash anyone in the way you like watching me flash men at the mall." "Who then? There must be some woman that you're as interested in as I am and who you wouldn't care if they knew you swung both ways," he said. Nancy didn't answer him right away. She fell pensive as if she was thinking of someone or had someone in mind. She looked at Joshua as if unsure if she should reveal the identity of the woman. "There is one woman that I'd like to do," she said drifting off as if imagining that she was already having sex with her. Always in a rush for everything and never taking the time to enjoy the moment, wanting to know the identity of the woman now, he coerced her to respond to his question with his obvious impatience to know who it was she wanted. "Who? Who is she? Tell me. I want to know." "I can't tell you. Even I'm embarrassed by my own perversity," she said looking at him as if already apologizing for what she was thinking. "Why not? Why can't you tell me?" "You'd really think me weird if I told you who it was." "No I wouldn't. C'mon, tell me. I won't think you're any weirder than I already think you are," he said laughing. "I love that you're my sexy weirdo and my kinky girlfriend." "Gee thanks, I think," she said returning his laugh. "Who is it? Who would you do? Tell me," he said. "No," she said. "I can't. I really can't tell you. You knowing that I want her would just ruin things between us." "Just tell me this then," he said fishing for her identity. "Is it someone that I know?" "Yes." "C'mon, don't tease me. Tell me, just tell me Nance," he said. "I promise not to judge you. "No, you'll think badly of me for wanting her." Mother is my Sexual Slave Ch. 01 "So it's a definitely a woman and not a man?" "Of course. No man is better than you," she said boosting his ego while rolling her eyes. "I know who it is," he said while looking at her with certainty. "It's your sister? Right? You want to have sex with your sister." "Eww no. I'd never have sex with my own sister. That's so nasty. She's my best friend." "I know. It's my sister, right? In the way that you look at her, you'd do my sister in a heartbeat. Am I right? I'm right, aren't I?" "Yes, definitely I'd do your sister in a heartbeat. A younger version of your mother, she's wicked pretty but it's not her either. She's too young and she's not lesbian or bi-sexual. She'd never go down on me in the way that I'd love to go down on her." "Hmm, is it one of our female professors?" "God no. I wouldn't do any of them, even if they promised me an A grade. None of them appeal to me sexually," she said looking at him before revealing her secret crush. "I'd do that Mr. Martin in biology though. He's wicked cute." "I don't know him," he said ignoring her obvious crush on Mr. Martin to further his questioning on his girlfriend having sex with a woman. "Is it someone from the neighborhood?" "Yes," she said with coyness while sighing. "You're getting warm," she said curling her hair with her finger again. "C'mon, give me a hint." "Okay. She lives on this street?" "She lives on my street? She does? No way. Everyone who lives on this street are my Mom's age and older," he said looking at her for another clue. "I give up. Who would you like me to seduce with you participating in the seduction?" "Promise me you won't get mad." "Mad?" He laughed. "Why would I get mad that you want to have sex with a woman while I participate and watch?" "I'll tell you if you promise me two things," she said. "What?" "You won't get mad and we can do her together," she said with a devious smile. "Okay, okay, I promise. Now who is it?" "It's your mother," she said demurely looking at him. To be continued... Mother is my Sexual Slave Ch. 02 Joshua and his girlfriend, Nancy, seduce his mother, Helen, to make her their submissive, sexual slave. "My mother? Seriously? You'd have sex with my mother?" "Yes," said Nancy in a quiet and somewhat embarrassed voice. Obviously aroused by the conversation of his girlfriend having sex with his mother, Joshua looked at Nancy with as much shocked amazement as he did with sexual excitement. "Lemme get this straight just so I don't misunderstand," he said and looking at her as if she was sitting there naked and masturbating herself. "You'd actually have sex with my Mom?" "Yes," she said more confidently and with a sexy smile this time. "Really?" "Yes, I would have sex with your mother," she said nodding her head and putting a finger to her lips in the way she does before she says something sexy. "Seriously?" "Why not? What's the big deal? Absolutely, I would. It's just sex," she said. "But she's my Mom," he said looking bewildered but still seemingly sexually excited. "Your Mom is hot," she said giving him the sexual eye in the way that she, no doubt, would if she was there talking to his mother instead of her boyfriend. "Wow! I don't believe it," he said looking at her and studying her as if trying to discern if she was serious about wanting to bed his mother. "I don't know why you don't believe that I'd have sex with your mother if I could," she said shrugging her shoulders and moving her long, chestnut hair from her eyes. "C'mon, get outta here," he looked at her obviously still trying to see if she was serious. "I don't believe you. You're just teasing me," he said waving a hand of disbelief at her. "There's no way that you'd have sex with my mother." "I would Joshua. I would have sex with your mother. I really would, that is, if she wanted to have sex with me too," she said with a demur smile that somehow didn't become her, especially when she was talking about bedding his mother. When she confessed her desire to have sex with his mother she looked like the sexual predator that she was. Whether having sex with men or with women, it didn't much matter to Nancy, so long as the sex was good and so long as she was sexually satisfied. In the sexy way that Nancy looked, a gorgeous woman, man or women, who wouldn't want her? No one in their right mind would turn her down for sex. She was beautiful, fit, funny, shapely, and sexy. He looked at his girlfriend as if he was imagining the two women, his mother with his girlfriend, naked and in bed together. "Sorry, ha, ha, I know you're teasing me. I just can't wrap my head around you sexually wanting my Mom," he said looking at her as if she had just told him she had won the lottery and was willing to split the money with him. "Why not? And I'm not teasing you, Joshua. I really would do your mother." She shrugged her indifference to his amazed reaction of her wanting to have sex with his mother. "Wow," he said staring at her. "Wow! Suddenly, I'm imagining all the possibilities of you seducing my mother. Wow." "What's wrong with me wanting to have sex with your mother when, in a heartbeat, you'd have sex with my mother too, if you could? Why is it acceptable for you to want to have incestuous sex with your mother, as if that's a rite of passage? Why is it acceptable for you to want to seduce my mom and you look at me cross-eyed because I want to seduce your mom?" "I dunno, I just never pictured you together with my Mom in that sexual way, is all. It's shocking for me to know that you'd do my mother," he said backtracking and no doubt not wanting to ruin a good thing if Nancy was ever to get down and dirty and have sex with his mother. "That's because you were too busy picturing yourself with your mother in that perversely incestuous way, pervert," she said with a dirty laugh. "I know why I'm sexually attracted to my mother and to your mother, for that matter, but why are you sexually attracted to my mother? I don't get it. I don't understand. Sorry, but it doesn't make any sense to me that you'd want to have sex with my mother. What does she have that I don't?" He looked at her and laughed at the ridiculousness of his question. "A few things," she said shooting him a sexy smile. "My Mom is wicked old. She's forty something," he laughed. "Actually, I don't even know how old she is. When I ask her age, she tells me she's thirty-nine-years-old. As if she's a female version of Jack Benny, she's been saying that for a couple of years now. I'm not sure, just a guess, but I think she's forty-one, the same age as your Mom." A multi-faceted woman, a true sexual being, he looked at Nancy as if seeing her for the first time. She's done lots of sexually outrageous things especially on a dare, mostly flashing her body to unsuspecting men, opening the door naked to pizza delivery men, talking dirty in bed about having sex with other men, and having sex with women. Yet, now, with her willing and wanting to have sex with his mother, that epiphany was another level of her sexual debauchery. Even with incest, a man's world where women were looked at sideways should they want to have sex with a blood relative, the double standard reared its ugly head. Seemingly it's okay for a son to lust over his mother, a father to lust over his daughter, and even for him to lust over his girlfriend's mother. Yet when it's his girlfriend, a woman, lusting over another woman, especially when that other woman is his mother, who's not even related to her by blood, apparently that's a different story. "Duh? I'm bi-sexual silly," she said laughing. "You know that I go both ways," she paused in her thought to look at him. "And your mother isn't old, just more mature." "I know that you're bi-sexual but I really don't think of you as a bi-sexual woman. I just think of you as my hot, kinky, sexy girlfriend," he said looking at her without talking. "Even with you being bi-sexual, the fact remains that she's my Mom, Nance," he said pausing in his thought again to look at her while she remained silent to observe him. "Why her? Why my Mom when there are so many other woman that you can bed?" "Rather, the question is, why not her? She's alone, vulnerable, lonely, horny, and available," she said. "She's ripe for my seduction." "I never thought of my mother that way, horny and available," he said. "You just have to see her in the way that I see her to want her. And," she said pointing a manicured index finger at him before putting her finger to her lip. "I know you want her as much as I want her," she said tossing her long, lush chestnut hair in the way she does when she readies herself to blow him. "Aside from her being alone, vulnerable, lonely, horny, and available, you still didn't answer the question why you want my mom over another woman," he said. "It's just a sexual feeling that I have in the way that you have when wanting me over another woman. She looks so beautiful when she smiles and I love her laugh. In the way that she wears her long, blonde hair and confidentially carries herself while wiggling her tight, shapely ass," she said moving her hands in the shape of his mother's ass, "she's so sexy." "I won't argue with you that my Mom isn't sexy because she is. She's a definite MILF." "I don't think your mother even knows how beautiful she is," said Nancy. "She reminds of that country western song by Sammy Kershaw, She Don't Know She's Beautiful. Every time I see your mother," said Nancy wrapping her arms around herself and closing her eyes, "I just want to kiss her. "I'd love to see you two locking lips. Now that would be hot," said Joshua. "Sometimes I imagine feeling her through her clothes and undressing her while kissing her and while moving my hand up her shapely legs to finger her, lick her, and eat her blonde pussy," said Nancy obviously swooning by the thoughts of licking Joshua's Mom, Helen. "Wow! Holy shit, Nance. "I had no idea you were so sexually attracted to my Mom. You sound as if you're in love with her." "Infatuated is more the word," she said. "Even though I'd do an occasional woman, I still prefer cocks to pussies," she said with a dirty laugh. "Hooray for that. I couldn't compete against another woman," he said. "She reminds me of an older and taller version of Kate Hudson. Actually, she could be Kate Hudson's older sister," she said giving him a look of insightfulness. "Besides, what's wrong with me wanting to have sex with your mother when you want to have sex with your mother and with my mother, if you could? Just because I'm a woman and you're a man, why does my wanting your mother make me perversely depraved and you wanting my mother make you the man?" "That's totally different Nance," said Joshua waving a nonsensical hand in his feeble attempt to defend his reasoning for wanting to have sex with his mother and with her mother. "My wanting to have sex with my mother or with your mother even, as opposed to you having sex with my mother isn't even in the same ballpark. You wanting to have sex with my mother is like me wanting to have sex with your father." "Batter up. It's a good thing that I swing from both sides of the plate," she said giving him a sexy look. "So long as I get an at bat and am allowed to play ball in this incestuous game of lustful desire, I'll willing to bet that it more excites you than troubles you that I'd want to round all the bases and have sex with your mother. So tell me," she said pausing in her thought to look at him. "In the way that you want to score with your mother and with my mother, how is it so different that I want to score with your mother?" "That's easy," he said with a lackadaisical shrug. "All guys want to have sex with their mothers, especially with a mother who looks like a taller, albeit older version of Kate Hudson," he said with a cheesy smile. "She gets that a lot by the way. Lots of people have told her that she looks like Goldie Hawn's daughter. Now every time I see Kate Hudson, I get an erection while thinking of my mother sucking my cock." "Don't be changing the subject Joshua. Tell me. What's wrong with me wanting to have sex with your mother when you'd have sex with my mother if you could and if ever she agreed to have sex with you?" "Because, albeit twice my age, with already a sexual attraction in place, your MILF of a mother is the carbon copy of you. In twenty years, I can just see you looking in the way that your Mom looks now," he said staring at his sexy girlfriend as if imagining her in twenty years. "I wouldn't mind looking like my Mom does now in twenty years. She's hot," said Nancy. "Definitely, my Mom is a MILF." "In the way that you want to have sex with my mother, why wouldn't I want to have sex with your mother?" Always undressing her with his eyes, even after seeing her naked body so very many times, he looked at his girlfriend as if she was sitting there naked. "Now there's an image that I'd like to be my reality," he said with another cheesy smile. "What image?" She looked at him while curling her hair with her finger as if picking up on his thoughts. "Tell me. Regarding your mother, what would you like to be your reality?" "Well, if only just for comparison sake for me to compare one hot, sexy body to another," he said with boldness, "me in bed with you naked, your mother naked, and my mother naked would be so sweet." He smiled his sexual excitement at his kinky girlfriend. "Wow! Just once I'd like to know what that's like to not only be in bed with three naked women but also with two of those naked women being my mother and your mother," he said looking at her as if expecting her to agree. "Holy shit. That would be so hot." "Yeah, well, get that image out of your head because, so long as I'm your girlfriend, that will never happen Joshua," said Nancy with jealousy. With a hand on her shapely hip, she waved her finger in his face as if she was a black diva while moving her head from side to side as if she was a bobble doll. "Why not?" "Why not?" She looked at him as if he had just asked her if she had a penis. "For you to even ask that question is utter nonsense. "First of all, as far as we both know, your mother and my mother aren't lesbians or even bi-sexual," she said with some anger. "Even though I'd have sex with either one of them or both of them separately or together," she said swooning by the obvious thoughts of having sex with her and/or his mother, neither one would have sex with me. It's all just a sexual fantasy," she said with disappointment mixed with a tinge of anger. Obviously not sexually satisfied enough with her for him to lust over her mother and his mother, even though she shared his lust, the rejection was undeniable. "Okay, okay, calm down. We're just talking," he said. "And if you ever have sex with my mother," she said pointing a finger of heated warning at him while bobbling her head again, "even if it's just a long, wet, lingering kiss or a hand job, I'll leave you." "Okay, okay, my having sex with your mother is all just a sexual fantasy. I get it," said Joshua holding up both hands as if she was pointing a gun at him and he was surrendering. "I was just voicing my sexual fantasies while we were talking, that's all. It isn't likely that I'd ever have sex with your mother," he said falling silent while giving her a long look and while, no doubt, still thinking of having sex with her mother. "It isn't likely that I'd ever have sex with your mother either," she said with disappointment. "I still don't believe that you'd do my Mom," he said changing the subject after a long pause, obviously to put the sexual onus from him to her. "And after you said that you wouldn't do your mother, I can't believe you just included your mom in a sexual threesome with my mother. Obviously, for you to say that, you want your mother just as much as you want my mother and just as much as I want my mother too." "Gees Joshua, get over it and why not? I'm bored sometimes too you know, and I have as many sexual fantasies as you do," she said reinforcing her words. "Just because I'm a woman doesn't mean that I don't have sexual wants, needs, and desires about my mother in the way that you have sexual wants, needs, and desires over your mother," she said. "Boy, don't I know that," he said mumbling beneath his breath. "Pardon? What did you just say?" "Nothing. I didn't say anything." "No, you said something derogatory about me, didn't you? You're such an ass," she said crossing her arms. "Nothing. I didn't say anything," said Joshua unable to get away with lying to his girlfriend. "I, um, said, I didn't know that." "You didn't know what Joshua?" She looked at him with annoyance. "You didn't know that I have sexual wants, needs, and desires? In the way you only pay attention to your sexual wants, needs, and desires lately and not mine, boy don't I know that," she said. "Never mind all of that," said Joshua with exasperation. "Can we just continue discussing you wanting to have sex with my mother? That's what we're really talking about here, isn't it? You having sex with my Mom. We're not talking about me. We're talking about you in bed naked with my mother." "Wait, before we get into that," she said looking at him with sudden insight. "Are you calling me a slut? Is that what you meant when you said, boy, don't I know that?" She stared at him with hostility but unable to keep a straight face, she burst out laughing obviously by the ridiculousness of their conversation. "Because if you're calling me slut, I am a slut but I'm your slut only." "I'm just surprised that you sexually lust over my mother is all," he said. "I still can't believe it." "Yeah, well, I'm surprised you sexually lust over my mother when you have me, a younger and more sexual version of her," she said while striking a sexy, Vogue pose. "Why on Earth would you want her when you have me?" As if she was a champion filly, she flipped back her hair with a toss of her head to give him a sexy look. "I mean, it's one thing for me to lust over my mother," he said ignoring her. "But for you to lust over my mother too just blows my mind," he said looking at her with curiosity. "Tell me, what attracts you to my Mom?" "I dunno. It's just a feeling," she said looking away from him with reflection before looking at him with sexual excitement. "Sometimes when alone in my room and touching myself, I imagine kissing your mother before making love to your mother. Sometimes, I can just picture your mother being my submissive, sex slave," she said curling and curling her hair with her finger. "I imagine making her my little whore and my sexy, slut bitch willing to do any sexual thing that I want her to do whenever I want her to do it," said Nancy. She gave him a heated look while twirling her hair with her fingers. "Hey, don't you be calling my Mom a whore, a slut bitch, and a minx," said Joshua. "Why not? I didn't mean any offense." She shrugged. "It's always the quiet ones who are the biggest sluts you know," she said with a sexy smile. "I bet your Mom is a real minx in bed. Meow," she said scratching at the air with her fingernails. "Because by talking about my Mom naked and in bed with you, you're turning me on and making me horny," he said with a laugh before looking at her with seriousness. "Actually Nance, in the way that I wish I could remove myself from the action to watch you do me, I'd love to watch you do my Mom," said Joshua. "That would be so hot to watch you feel her through her clothes while kissing her before undressing her. As if I was a fly on the wall or as if I had setup a spy camera, I'd love to see you and my mother naked and in bed together. I'd love to see you with my Mom and your Mom naked. Oh my God, that would be so hot to watch the three of you having sex." "You're such a voyeur. You've always liked to watch. You'd be the type who'd be into cuckold sex. I bet you'd like to watch me eat your mother's cunt and then watch her lick my pussy," she said with some sexual nastiness in her voice while licking the air with her tongue. "In the way that you enjoy watching me flash my sexy body to men at the mall, I figured you'd like to watch me strip your mother naked," said Nancy. "Oh yeah," she said teasing him, "getting down on my knees to move my fingers and my mouth between her legs, I'd totally do your Mom. Who knows, maybe after doing your mother, I'd be hot enough to do my mother too." "Wow! I'm still reeling with the images of you two having lesbian sex. I just never figured you for being sexually attracted to my mother, Nance. If anything, I figured you'd be attracted to another woman who looks more like you instead of just the opposite of you." "Looks like me?" She looked at him with confusion. "What do you mean?" "Instead of lusting over my mother, Helen, a blonde, busty, blue-eyed, bombshell of a woman, I figured you'd be lusting over another brunette with B cup breasts who looks more like you." "Opposites do attract," she said giving him a sexy look. "Opposites do attract." "Speaking of blonde, busty, blue eyed bombshells, whatever happened to Susan?" He sat there smiling in the way of Alice in Wonderland's Cheshire's cat as if imagining himself having sex with Susan. "Susan? Susan who?" "Your mother's girlfriend," he said. "Oh that Susan. My Mom's best friend," she said with an insightful realization while staring at him. "An inseparable pair, when we first started dating, she used to hang around with her all the time. As if they were sisters, they were always together. Every day they were together. She was wicked pretty and sexy too. Man, she was hot," said Joshua grabbing at his crotch. "I bet you'd like to do her, wouldn't you?" Nancy looked at her boyfriend with a tinge of jealousy. Mother is my Sexual Slave Ch. 02 "Are you kidding me? Who wouldn't? Susan's drop dead gorgeous," he said stopping himself when he saw the angry look on her face. "I mean, she wasn't as gorgeous as you, of course," he said backpedaling. "Nice try," said Nancy. "I know she's better looking and hotter than me. Hell, I'd do her again too, if I could." "You had sex with Susan? You saw her naked," he gulped while looking at her to see her nod her head in the affirmative. "Seriously?" "It was three years ago. My first year in college. Just nineteen back then, she was twice my age. It was a time when I was experimenting with sex with women. She came by the house looking for my mother. Well, one thing led to another and after we had a few drinks, we started kissing. Then, when we started French kissing, we were really making out," she said staring off as if she was reminiscing about having sex with Susan. "Then, after heating one another up with kissing, touching, feeling, and groping, we were in bed naked together," she said laughing. "Wow," said Joshua. "I wish I could have watched you with her," he looked at her as if afraid to ask the next question. "What was her body like?" "She has a porn star body," she said. "I wish I had a body as good as her body." "You have a great body Nancy," he said. "Just curious, are her tits as fabulous as they look through her blouse and bra?" "Even better. You would have loved her big tits Joshua. She has amazing breasts," said Nancy. "Wow," said Joshua as if in a daze. "Have you heard from her?" "No. I don't even know where she is. Leaving to jump from the frying pan to the fire, she left Boston for Pennsylvania after divorcing her violently, angry ex to live with her incestuous, crazy mother. Having moved to Michigan and Ohio years ago, at least her four, abusive brothers were already gone from the scene. Fearing for her life and with her ex being a dirty, Boston cop, no doubt, able to find her wherever she went, she's been trying to distance herself from her ex after he threatened to kill her for leaving him," she said. "He's a bastard for hitting a woman," he said. "Worse than that," she said. "A black belt in Judo, he knew where and how to hit her to not leave a mark. She has a bad back from him shoving her down the stairs." "I wondered how she's doing now," he said. "Last I heard she lost everything in a flood. I haven't heard from her since. Besides, she wasn't into me in the way that I was into her." "Wait. Back up. Not into you? What do you mean by her not being into you?" "I did her. We had sex the one time. I even gave her an orgasm, but she didn't return the favor. I think she was embarrassed that she was having sex with her best friend's daughter. All she did in return was to French kiss me while feeling my tits and fingering my nipples. In that respect, she was much like you after I've given you a blowjob," she said with an annoying laugh. "I give you more than just kissing you and feeling your tits," he said kissing her while feeling her tits. "Again much like you, she didn't even finger my pussy forget about licking my pussy. We only had sex the one time when she was drunk and I was horny," she said with a laugh. "That was a long time ago now," said Nancy as if missing her. "You're always horny. You're like a guy in that regard," said Joshua. "Oh, aren't you the lucky one?" She tossed her hair again while giving her boyfriend a sexy smile. "Besides she prefers men to women. She prefers sucking cock to licking pussy. Had we not been both drunk, she never would have allowed me to kiss her, strip her naked, finger her, and lick her," she said. "Damn," said Joshua. "I wish I could have been there to see all of that." "I wonder who she's with now if anyone," said Nancy mindlessly twirling her hair again while staring out the window across from the couch where she was sitting. "Someone who looks like her had her pick of men and women. She could be married with a child for all that I know. It's been more than two years since I saw her last," said Nancy with sadness. "If she's married, I hope she married well. With all that she's been through in her life, she deserves to finally be happy." "She was so totally hot," said Joshua ignoring Susan's stated emotional turmoil to more focus on her physical attributes. "She had great cleavage, Loni Anderson type cleavage, the best cleavage I've ever seen. Tall, blonde, busty, blue-eyed, and beautiful, she could have been a movie star or definitely a porn star with that body," she Joshua. "I'd do her. I probably could seduce her too, I bet," he said with pride. "I don't think you could have seduced her. She'd never go to bed with you, especially with me being your girlfriend. She's not your type and she wasn't a slut," said Nancy with a laugh. "Even though she sometimes dressed like one, she was selective in who she invited in her bed," she said. "Besides after all the sexual abuse she suffered from her uncle, her cousin, her piano teacher, and even her brothers, she was totally turned off on men. Ripe for the change, she would have made a great lesbian. Definitely, just as you'd leave me for her, I'd leave you for her," she said with a dirty laugh. "Thanks a lot Nance. Still, so long as we could have a threesome before you left and allowed me to take some X-rated photos of you two in action, I wouldn't blame you for leaving me for her," he said with a dirty laugh. "She was easy on the eyes," he said moving his hands in the shape of an hour glass figure. "And you're right. Just as you'd leave me for her, I'd leave you for her. Who wouldn't?" "Men are such fools. Women are different than men Joshua, when it comes to sexual attractions. We don't just focus at the outside package as much as do men. The person on the inside is just as important to us as the person on the outside," she said fixing her blouse and moving her hair in place with an experienced hand while pausing to change the subject. "You're right, women want more than just good looks. Wanting to know the man's occupation and bank account balance, they want security," he said with a laugh. "If I wanted security and a big bank balance, I wouldn't be dating your unemployed ass. I'd be with a big spender who had lots of money," she said returning his laugh. "Getting back to your mother, I really do like your Mom. She's cool, albeit a bit tense. No doubt, she needs to get laid," she said with a dirty laugh. "She needs to have an orgasm to relax. I wonder how long it's been since she's had toe curling sex," said Nancy curling her hair with her finger. "Wow! You with my mother is so kinky. I can't believe it. I like it though," he said. "The more that I think about you two naked and in bed together, the more that I like the idea. I can just see you two having sex," he said with pause. "Only, there's one big problem with your selection." "What's that?" "Just as you said before, my Mom's not bi-sexual. Forget about her being a licker, I can't even imagine her being a sucker. I wonder if she sucks cock. I can't imagine my Mom with a big, hard, hairy dick in her mouth," he said. "Don't be so naïve Joshua. All women suck cock. Just because she's your mother doesn't mean that she's a virgin," said Nancy. "She must have had sex at least once in her life to get pregnant with you. Just because she's your mother doesn't mean that she's never sucked a cock or licked a pussy." "I know. It's just hard for me to imagine my mother having a life before me, especially a sex life before me," said Joshua. "In the way that you're hot for my mother, the more that I think about having sex with your mother, the hotter I am for her," she said grabbing at her breasts and squeezing. "I don't know Nance, even though I love to do my Mom and for you to do my Mom, my Mom would never allow us to turn her into our slut whore and submissive, sexual slave. She's such a strong, willed woman that I can't see her submitting her will to us to give us sex on command. A woman with a lot of class and confidence, I just can't see me humiliating my mother, even though it would be hot to turn the tables on her." "You're so naïve Joshua. There are a lot of very educated, confident men and women who have lots of class and who are into submissive and/or humiliating role playing," she said. "Control for some is just another form of sex." "I'd like to control my mother. I'd like her to be my child and me be her Daddy. I'd love to strip her naked to give her a bath. I'd love to pull up her short skirt, pull down her panty, bend her over my knees, and spank her naked ass." He looked at her. "Do you know what I mean?" "Oh yeah, I know what you mean baby. You can strip me naked, give me a bath, and pull down my panties to spank my naked ass any time lover," she said. "I've been bad Daddy, so very bad. I really need a good spanking." "Don't tempt me," he said. "Now that you mention spanking your mother's naked ass," she said closing her eyes and inhaling at the mere mention of Helen's naked ass. "I can just see your Mom running around the house wearing a dirty diaper and me changing her," she said laughing. "Now that would be hot," said Nancy pointing her index finger as if punctuating what she just said with a period. "Eww, wet pee and shitty diapers, that's a bit too kinky for me," said Joshua. "If that's what lights your fire, changing my Mom's diaper, I'll leave that to you." "Looks who's talking, panty sniffer," said Nancy with a laugh. "I bet you still sniff your Mom's panties." "So?" Suddenly with the sexual spotlight shining brightly on him, he appeared uncomfortable with the conversation. "A rite of passage, it's normal for a son to sniff his mother's panties, kind of, isn't it?" He looked at her for validation or vindication but instead she just rolled her eyes. "To be honest, I wouldn't mind powdering your mother's naked ass," said Nancy with a dirty laugh. "I can see your point when it comes to control and humiliation with my Mom helplessly dependent upon us to change her own diaper," he said looking as if he was beginning to embrace, even like the idea of having such control over his mother while humiliating her. "Wow. As kinky as it's nasty, it's so sexually exciting to think about having that kind of control over my mother that I could even humiliate her by having her walk around us wearing a diaper." "I figured you'd like the idea of controlling your mother in such a wicked way," said Nancy with thoughtfulness. "You realize, of course, that her wearing a diaper is more about control and submissiveness than it is about sex." "I know. It's all part of the fun in having a submissive, sexual slave Nance. The sex conveniently ties into it too," he said. "I mean, it wouldn't be as fun if it was all about control." "You'd love to have control over your mother in the way that you think you have control over me now," she said with a laugh. "Yet, don't kid yourself about your mother's sexual orientation. All women are bi-sexual one time or another. We're different from men in that way," she said. "What do you mean?" "A woman licking a pussy is different than a man sucking a cock. It's not nearly the same," she said. "Even heterosexual women, especially when in the swinging lifestyle, would willingly lick a pussy, especially if their man was watching. All men get off seeing two beautiful women going at one another." "I don't know Nance. Even though I think that I can seduce any woman and even though it excites me to imagine you and/or me having sex with my Mom, I'm not sure that I can seduce my own mother. That's incest. That's just nasty, isn't it?" As if waiting for her to disagree with him, he looked long and hard at his sexy girlfriend before speaking. "Be honest, would you really do my Mom or are you just teasing me to get me going?" "Why not? I'd definitely do your Mom, especially if you would too. We could do her together, that is, if she was agreeable to having sex with us. She's nice to me and she's very pretty. In the way that you'd do my mother, I'd do your Mom," she said with a dirty laugh. "Besides, you said that you can seduce anyone. I'd love to watch you seduce your Mom." "I dunno. Too close to home; I think we're pushing the submissive, sexual slave envelope in trying to make my Mom our submissive sexual slave though," he said. "Don't you think? Maybe we should try this with someone else, perhaps with one of your friend's mothers." "No, I like the idea of doing Helen. Who knows Joshua, if it works with your mother," she said curling her long hair with her finger again while flashing him a sexy look. "Maybe we'll try it on my mother next." "Oh my God, I like that idea even better," he said. "I'd love to touch and feel your mother everywhere while kissing her and stripping off her clothes. Looking up at me with her big, hazel eyes, I can just see your mother on her knees sucking my cock before I push her back on the bed to pound her pussy." "Bullshit," said Nancy. "You're so full of shit Joshua. Who are you kidding? Don't you know that I know you better than that? I can see right through you." "What?" He looked at her in shock. "What the Hell are you talking about? What do you mean?" "If both women were standing before you naked and you could only have sex with one, I dare say that you'd choose your mother to have sex with over my mother," she said. "Okay. You're right. Now that you've brought my incestuous lust for my mother out in the open and held the mirror of incest up to my face, just as you'd like to have sex with my mother," he said pausing as if embarrassed to confess. "I would too. I admit that my imagining having sex with my mother makes me hot." "Duh. I figure as much. You're so transparent that I wouldn't be surprised if your mother knows that you want to do her," said Nancy. "In the way that you stare and leer at her and in the way that you walk around her wearing pajamas without underwear with an erection, I'd be surprised if she didn't already know how much you wanted her." "Only taking it a step further than just incest," he said pausing in thought. "I'd like to make my own Clockwork Orange story with my Mom as the submissive star and you as sexy my co-star," he said getting all dreamy eyed. "I'd love to strip my Mom naked and force her to have sex with me." "Now you're talking. Now you're making me hot and horny. I'd love to strip your mother naked and force her to have sex with me too," said Nancy holding her hands up in front of her crotch as if she was holding the back of Helen's head while she licked Nancy's pussy. "Then, if we're successful with my mother, I'd love to try the same thing with your mother. Actually, I think it would be easier to make your mother a submissive, sex slave than it would be to make my mother a slutty whore," he said. "Why do you say that?" "Because like daughter, like mother, your Mom is easy and my Mom isn't," he said with a laugh. "Fuck you. My Mom isn't easy Joshua, but compared to your mother, I can see your point. Your mother is a Nun compared to my mother," said Nancy. "Interesting," she said looking at her boyfriend with wonder. "So do we have our submissive, sexual, slut of a victim?" "I think so. My mother it is," he said slapping her a high five. "She's the one that we'll seduce and make into our sex slave. Then, we'll do your mother next." "Now for the hard part, lover boy, other than drugging her, hypnotizing her, or getting her drunk, if you think you can seduce anyone, tell me how you'd seduce your mother. She doesn't look like the type who'd have sex with her son never mind having lesbian sex with her son's girlfriend. I think you'd have a better shot of seducing my mother or your mother alone than I would. Although I do have a few tricks up my sleeve," she said. "Tricks? What kind of tricks?" "You'll see," she said. "I dunno. I think you'd have to be a magician or a hypnotist to get my mother's clothes off of her while she's in my presence or your presence even. Unlike your sexy mother, my Mom is modest when it comes to nudity and inhibited when it comes to sex. I think my Dad was the only man she had sex with and then when he left her, it's been only her and her vibrator," he said. "You heard your mother masturbating? That's hot," said Nancy looking at him with thoughtfulness. "Maybe she wanted you to hear her playing with herself. Maybe she wanted you to lend her a hand, a finger, or a tongue," she said with a sexy laugh. "I only wish," he said. "When she goes up to her room to take a nap or takes a bath in the middle of the day, I know she's in there masturbating," he said with a sly laugh. "I wonder what she thinks about when she's masturbating," he said looking at his girlfriend. "I wonder if she thinks about blowing me." "She thinks about you, of course, her son, lover boy," said Nancy laughing. "Maybe not in the sexual way that you'd like her to think of you but, no doubt, you're always on her mind." "What do you think about Nancy when you masturbate?" "I think about you. I think about sucking your cock, of course," she said feeling his erection through his pants and rolling her eyes when he was more focused on watching her hand than looking at her pretty face. "I only wish she wanted me in the way that I want her," he said again. "When I mute my TV, I can hear the soft hum of her purple rabbit. Trust me, if I knew she'd want my help, I'd love to lend her a hand, a finger, or my tongue. It takes all the control that I have not to barge in her room or in the bathroom when she's masturbating to offer her a helping hand or a hard cock," he said with a dirty laugh. "Whenever I hear her masturbating, I masturbate too on the hopes that she'll walk in my room without knocking but she never does." "So what do you think?" Nancy looked at her boyfriend with wickedness. "About what?" He returned her look with innocent curiosity. "Are you ready to have sex with your mother? Are you ready to make her your sexy slave? Are you ready to strip her naked and force her to have sex with us? I'm ready," she said. "Ready? I've always been ready to have sex with my Mom but let me think about it. I'm sure I can come up with a way for me to get my mother in bed but I'm not sure if she'll welcome you in bed with us too. I don't want to screw up my living arrangements here. I can't afford a place on my own, just yet." "I'll tell you what. Let's make a game of it," she said. "So as not to frighten her, needing her to more look forward to us being sexually attentive to her, we'll take things slow." "A game? I like games. You know how competitive I am," he said looking at his girlfriend with excitement. "Okay? What's the game?" "I'll bet you that I can seduce your mother before you can," she said with a knowing smile. "No way but I'll take that bet," he said with confidence. "Being that my Mom isn't lesbian or bi-sexual even, my Mom would do me before she'd do you, that's for sure." "Trust me. I think I have a better chance of doing her and once I bed her, she'll not only have sex you but also with the both of us," said Nancy. "Only how do we even begin to seduce my Mom?" "I have an idea," said Nancy. "What? Tell me." "Her birthday is coming up, isn't it?" "It is," he said. "Did you buy her anything yet?" "No," he said chagrinned no doubt that he waited until the last minute to buy his mother a birthday gift. "I was hoping you'd go to the mall with me to pick out something for her. I'm not good at that stuff. I hate shopping. Other than her bra and panty size, I don't even know her sizes," he said laughing while shrugging. "Tell me you're not really still removing her underwear from the laundry hamper and sniffing her panties, are you?" Mother is my Sexual Slave Ch. 02 "No, I haven't done that in years," he said. "Okay months...weeks...yesterday," he said with a laugh. "And so what if I am? I have needs," he said with nervous laugh. "All guys want to sleep with their mothers," he said with a shrug. "With you not always available to give me sex whenever I want it, if the closest thing I come to having sex with my mother is to sniff her underwear while masturbating over the images of her naked and on her knees, what's so wrong with that?" "Eww, you're such a disgusting pervert," she said with a laugh. "You wouldn't be with me if I wasn't a disgusting pervert," he said laughing. "You're right. It takes one to know one," she laughed. "So tell me more about the seduction plan." "How's this? What if you bought her a low cut, sheer, sexy nightgown for her birthday, one that showed everything and I mean everything? You buy her a nightgown that shows more of her than she'd want you, or me for that matter, to see of her. Imagine seeing your mother's tits, ass, areolas, nipples, ass, and pussy right through the sheer material of her sexy nightgown." "Wow. I really like that idea. So far so good," he said. "I'd love to see my mother show me some skin hidden by only some barely there gauze like material. I'd love to see my mother's tits and nipples through a sheer nightgown but, so very modest, especially in front of me, she always wears a robe over her long, flannel nightgowns. She'd never wear something as revealing as that in front of me or in front of you. She's too morally modest. The women goes to church every week. If she was anymore pious, she'd be a nun," he said laughing. "Sister Helen," he said irreverently laughing while making the sign of the cross. "I bet you'd like to do a nun," said Nancy laughing. "I would. I always wondered what they wear beneath their habits," he said. "Getting back to your mother, what if we had a little surprise birthday party for her but, before you give her the gift, we relax her with a couple glasses of wine?" said Nancy. "Perhaps once she's tipsy, she'll loosen up and lose her inhibitions and won't mind you seeing bits and pieces of her." "Trust me. My Mom isn't much of a drinker. She only needs one glass of wine to get more than a little tipsy." "Perfect," said Nancy. "Then, once she's tipsy, you give her the gift and while she's swooning over you buying her a sexy nightgown, we'll ask her to model it for you. Under the guise of helping her, I can even help her undress while coercing her to model the nightgown for you," said Nancy. "I dunno, just like that where the women doesn't come out of the water, song, "She wore an itsy bitsy, yellow, polka dot bikini," my mother would never leave her room while wearing such a revealing, sexy nightgown. "We'll turn the lights down low, maybe even only have candlelight. Then, once she's in her nightgown and standing in the living room and modeling for us, after another glass of wine, we'll turn on the lights so that you can see every sinful part of her. Once she knows that she's so exposed and once you've seen all that you've always wanted to see of her, trust me, I'll take it from there and will do the rest." "How?" "Well, first I'll give her my birthday gift, a compact vibrator, that I'll tell her is a body massager," she said with a laugh. "Then, when she's totally relaxed and drunk, I'll give her my magic finger massage," said Nancy. "Once she's inebriated enough and relaxed enough, I'll use the vibrator on her, first on her nipples and then on her clit. Unable to resist my seduction of her, she won't know what hit her." "Oh my God, I'd love to watch you lift up her nightgown, expose her pussy, and masturbate my mother." "Not as much as I'd love to masturbate your mother and for your mother to masturbate me," said Nancy. "I bet you'd love to watch me lick her pussy too." "I would love to watch you two having sex," he said falling silent as if imagining his girlfriend having lesbian sex with his mother. "Maybe she'll let me feel her tits and suck her nipples while you masturbate her pussy with the vibrator." "Trust me. A soft, sensual massage, especially when she's so vulnerably relaxed from drinking too much is the way to seduce your mother," said Nancy." "You do give a sensual massage. I think if you started by giving my Mom a foot massage, she'd allow you to masturbate her," he said with a laugh. "Yeah, a foot massage would definitely help relax her. Then, once she's relaxed, for her not to be embarrassed that she's the only one showing some skin, we'll gradually strip naked too. We'll cajole, coerce, and force her to have sex with us," said Nancy. "My sexual fantasy come true, I'd love to see my Mom naked," said Joshua feeling the head of his emerging cock through his pants. "I'd love for my mother to see me naked. I'd love to watch you masturbating my mother. I'd love to make love to my Mom. I'd love for my mother to blow me, really suck my cock so that I could cum in her mouth to watch her swallow." "Maybe you'll get to see and do all of that and more. Maybe you'll have your sexual fantasies all come true. With another glass or two of wine, your mother will be putty in our hands." Joshua looked behind him to the reception hall and looked pale as if he had just seen a ghost. "What was that? I just heard a noise behind me. Did you hear something?" He looked from the reception hall to look at Nancy before looking back behind him. "Shit I think my Mom is home. Too focused on our conversation, I never even heard her car pull in the driveway. I never heard her put her key in the lock to open the front door," he said in a whisper. "Do you think she heard us?" "Nah, I think she just came in. If she heard anything at all, I don't think she'd be able to put our sexual plan all together," she said whispering. * * * * * With her short skirt raised to her waist, Helen stood hidden behind a door in the reception hall. With one hand positioned inside the side of her panty and the other hand buried inside of her blouse and down in her bra, she fingered her nipple and pussy while listening to her handsome son and his sexy girlfriend talking about having sex with her. Coming home early and unexpectedly, she knew by the musky aroma that lingered in the air that they always had sex in her bed whenever she left them alone in her house. She was hoping to catch them having sex. She was hoping to see her son and his hot girlfriend naked. She was hoping to see her son's cock and Nancy's hot body. She was hoping to surprise them so that maybe they'd surprise her by inviting her to join them. She's been so horny lately that, even if only to masturbate over, she'd love to see her son and/or his girlfriend naked. Sexually attracted to her son since he turned eighteen and was now of legal age, his coming of age coincided with her horniness and need for sex. Having never had sex with a woman before, horny enough to try, she'd even do his girlfriend in a threesome if ever the opportunity presented itself. Only, just a sexual fantasy of having incestuous sex with her son and hot sex with his sexy girlfriend before, she never realized that her fantasy could be her reality until she overheard their conversation. After secretly listening to their outrageous sexual conversation with her as their lustful star, she couldn't believe that her son wants to have sex with her as much as she wants to have sex with him. Wanting to tease him and hoping to entice him, if there was a way that her son could catch her naked without him knowing how much she wants to have sex with him, she'd gladly show him her naked body. Wishing she could see his cock, if there was a way that she could see her son naked without appearing to be the incestuous slut that she is, she'd love to see her son naked. Only, always afraid to make take the first step, obviously now, they were going to take the first incestuous, sexual step on her birthday. She couldn't believe that his girlfriend wants to have sex with her too. She couldn't believe that their plan is to get her drunk on her birthday for her to model a sexy nightgown. Just the thought of showing them her body through sheer nightgown excited her. Just the thoughts of a threesome sexually excited her. Well, if it's a show they want, it's a show that she'll give them. Turning the tables on them, instead of being their submissive bitch, maybe she'll make them both her submissive bitches. Mother is my Sexual Slave Ch. 03 Wishing she could continue masturbating herself right there in the hall and wishing she could make her sexual feelings for them known, Helen reluctantly pulled up her panties, pushed down her short skirt, eased her breasts back in her bra, and buttoned her blouse. Never expecting her to be the sexy porn star of their conversation, already so very wet over all the sexual things they said about her, she was flushed with sexual excitement by the thoughts of them wanting her. She was so aroused. No one has wanted her in a long time. Focused on work and her career, she hasn't wanted anyone in a long time. If figures that the one who'd want her is her son and his girlfriend and the ones that she'd want are her son and his girlfriend. Filled with the vision of the three of them naked and in bed together, she was quaking with the thoughts of having sex with Joshua and Nancy. After overhearing them talking about having sex with her, she's never been as sexually aroused as she is now. Wanting to make their wish come true, in the bold way that they discussed her when they didn't know she was standing there, she wished she had the brazenness to strip off her clothes and walk in the living room naked, only she couldn't do that. She wondered what they'd say if she dared did. She wondered what they'd do seeing her without her clothes. Would they stare or would they be embarrassed, not for themselves but for her. The adult in control here, she was Joshua's mother after all. Nonetheless, a delicious sexual fantasy to have, she couldn't help but wonder their reaction if she did strip off her clothes and walk in the living room naked. She so wanted to parade naked in front of them but she couldn't. Nearly half her age, he was her son and she couldn't do that even though she so wanted to give him what she overheard her wanting. He wanted her. He wanted to have sex with his mother. Making a horrible mistake, what if they were all talk and no action? What if she stripped off her clothes in the hall and walked in the living room naked and they rejected her instead of wanting to have sex with her? What if the whole conversation between them was just a sexual fantasy and nothing more than role playing and a joke between one another at her expense? What if they were having this sexual conversation about her just to use as pillow talk when having sex with one another later. Yet, what if all they said is how they truly felt? What if they really wanted to have sex with her? Naked and with her ass poised in the air and her legs spread, she could only imagine herself leaning down to suck her son's cock while his girlfriend licked her pussy from behind and beneath. It's been a long time since she's had sex and she quivered with the thought of her son making love to her before fucking her, really fucking her and before she rolled him over to pound his hard, young, naked body. It's been an even longer time since she had her pussy licked. She never had a threesome before but, in the way she felt now, she'd have one tonight. She never had sex with a woman before but, so sexually aroused, she'd be willing to have sex with Nancy too. If only for the sake of her son, if what he so wanted her to do was to not only have sex with him but also to have sex with his girlfriend, she do that. Who was she kidding? She's always been as attracted to her son's girlfriend as she is to her son. As she couldn't help herself in her incestuous desire for her son, she couldn't help herself in her lesbian desire for his girlfriend. In the way that Nancy looked and acted, Helen has always been physically and emotionally attracted to her. Never contemplating it until now, if there was one woman she'd do, she'd do Nancy. She never met anyone like her. For someone so young, barely twenty-two-years-old and so very sexual, she was boldly outrageous in her thoughts and actions. If Helen was younger, and with Nancy being a bad influence on her, daring her to do the things that she'd never do on her own, they'd be best friends with benefits, no doubt. "I'm home," she said making more noise with her bag, coat, and pocketbook than necessary. "Hi Mom," said Joshua calling to her from the living room. "Hi Helen," said Nancy. Wouldn't they be surprised if she suddenly appeared in the doorway naked? Already imagining them as so, Helen wished when she rounded the corner that her son and his girlfriend would be sitting there naked. How hot would that be for her to see her son's erect cock and his girlfriend's naked, shapely body? What would she do if they were naked? Would she stare or would she look away? Would she join them by getting naked herself or would she reject them by making them feel so perversely perverted that they were naked in her living room? In the way that she felt now, with the first one her preferred option, instead of playing the responsible mother and instead of scolding them, she'd strip off her clothes and have wild sex with them. Suspecting that they weren't naked but wishing they were, Helen emerged from the hall to walk in the living room. With the Queen of the house home, Joshua stood as a sign of respect when his mother entered the room. With her paying for his college tuition and all of his other daily expenses, he was financially dependent upon her after all. With her always working late, he rarely spends any time with her anymore. She comes and he goes. He comes and she goes. Close once, now if judging him by his conversation, instead of being the kind, caring, loving, and obedient son, all of his thoughts for his mother were incestuously sexual. With the bulk of his days spent with his girlfriend, lately their new topic of discussion is seducing his mother. "How are you two?" "Good," answered Joshua and Nancy together as if they were in an elementary school class and she was their teacher. Unable to remove the thoughts of her standing naked before them from her mind, she looked from her son to his girlfriend and back to her son again while imagining them sitting there naked. Her son looked so handsome and his shapely girlfriend looked so sexy. Wondering if they just had sex or were about to have sex, still imagined them both naked. She was so horny by the knowledge that they both wanted to have sex with her. How hot was that? Never believing that she'd be so tempted, they had pushed all of her sexual buttons with their outrageously naughty, erotic conversation about how they'd seduce her. "Are you two getting along?" What she really meant and wanted to say was, did you two just have sex in my bed again? "We're good," said Joshua. "He's bored," said Nancy rolling her eyes with a shrug while looking up at Helen with a face full of sexual lust. If she didn't know any better she would have thought that Nancy had just given her the sexual eye. Oh yeah, for sure, this bitch wants her. Had she not overheard their sexy conversation about her, she never would have thought that her son's girlfriend would remotely be interested in an old broad like her, but now she knew. A feeling that she only felt when with a man, that familiar, warm wetness between her thighs, she now felt when looking at Nancy. She wanted to kiss her but was afraid. She wished that Nancy would make the first move and kiss her. "Bored?" She looked from her Nancy to look at Joshua. "I've never seen him so bored," said Nancy still staring at Helen. With Nancy staring at her, seemingly undressing her with her eyes, feeling much like the object of sexual desire that she obviously was, Helen laughed nervously. She couldn't remember the last time that someone sexually lusted over her. Biting her lip, she looked from Nancy to Joshua with disbelief before putting a hand to her shapely hip. "How could you possibly be bored?" "I dunno, I just am," he said with an annoyed tone to his voice possibly because Nancy broke his confidence. "Actually, I'm more restless than I am bored," he said in a feeble attempt to cover up his boredom. "When I was your age," said Helen in a reminiscing voice that had more kindness than scolding in it. "I was a lot of things, but bored and/or restless wasn't one of them. You need to get out more Joshua, if only for a walk. You spend too much time in this house doing homework and playing video games," and watching porn while masturbating she wanted to add but didn't. Scolding him now in the way of a mother instead of an incestuous lover, she watched him not looking at her. Perhaps masturbation was a sensitive matter for him. Perhaps he was embarrassed. Perhaps there was a masturbation code imbedded in their genetic makeup. Much like she always was, she knew he was always masturbating. In the way that she constantly and continually masturbated over her son, she knew that he masturbated over her. Purposely arranging her discarded panties so that she could tell if they've been tampered with, she knew that he went through her laundry hamper to fondle her bra and sniff her panties. At first she thought him sniffing her panties was gross and his behavior disgusting but now, if he got off just fondling and sniffing her discarded underwear, she could only imagine what how he'd do if his mouth and fingers were positioned between her legs. As if he were her dog, would he sniff her before licking her and would he fuck her from behind after licking her? Lost in the sexual fantasy when masturbating over the wicked thoughts of having sex with her son, she could only imagine him licking her while fucking her with his long fingers. While eating her pussy, she imagined him reaching up to fondle her breasts and finger her nipples with his free hand. She knew that he wanted her as much as she wanted him. Yet, she figured, albeit incorrectly, once he had Nancy as his steady and sexually, do-anything girlfriend, that he'd no longer want her, his middle aged mother. It was unbelievable to her that he still wants her. Just as she couldn't understand why he wanted her sexually, she couldn't understand why she wanted her son and now his girlfriend sexually. Now that his sexy girlfriend wants to have sex with his mother as much as he wants to have sex with his mother, how hot would that be for the three of them to have a sexual relationship? She could only imagine all the hot sex they'd have. "I offered to do things and go somewhere with him, even just for a walk or to take in a movie, but he'd rather stay here and sulk," said Nancy. "He's such a big baby." "Oh you poor baby," said Helen taking that as her cue and walking to her son to give him a pelvis to pelvis hug. "Gees, Mom, you treat me as a child," he said seemingly embarrassed that his mother was being so affectionate in front of his girlfriend. Only, when she hugged him, she hugged him more as the man that he was instead of the boy that he wasn't. Impaling her soft stomach with his stiff prick, she wished he was naked. When she returned his hug, pressing her big breasts against his muscular chest, she wished she was naked too. When she hugged him, she wished he'd reach down to cup her ass through her short skirt before lifting up her skirt high enough to stick his big, horny hand between her legs to cup her pussy through her panty. "Thank you for taking such good care of my baby," said Helen releasing her son to hug his girlfriend too. When she hugged Nancy, never wanting to kiss a woman before, she had this lustful urge to kiss her. Already knowing what it's like to kiss a man, being that she's kissed so many men, she now wondered what it would be like to kiss a woman. Only, Nancy wasn't just any woman. Not only was she her son's girlfriend but also she was a sexual beast, an animal that smelled like sex even when she wasn't having sex. She was hot. She was sexy. Something she wished she could be, especially when she was her age, she was naughty and brazenly bold. She was the only woman that she ever wanted to do. Now obvious by the conversation that Nancy had with her son, she wants to do her too. Her obvious intention when hugging them, she filled their nostrils with her expensive, French perfume. By giving each more than a motherly hug and by aligning her shapely body close to their hard, young bodies to rub herself up against them, she was goading and sexually teasing them so that they'd want her even more. If only they dared, she'd allow one, the other, or both to kiss her. If only they dared, she'd allow one, the other, or both to French kiss her while touching and feeling her through her clothes. "His mood turned to shit after he watched Clockwork Orange again," said Nancy sighing. "I swear, Joshua, I'm going to throw that movie in the trash," she said pointing her finger at her son and raising her voice. "Every time you watch Clockwork Orange you're upset by it." "It's just a movie Mom," said Joshua quietly while making a face at his girlfriend. "Obviously, it's more than just a movie to you," she said scolding him again. She imagined her son cutting holes in her clothes to expose her naked body to him and his sexy girlfriend. She imagined her son stripping her naked, just as what happened in the movie, before having sex with her. How should she act if that was to happen? Should she act shocked? Should she fight? Or should she embrace their sexual intentions by allowing them to have their wicked ways with her naked body? "How was your day Mom?" He was quick to change the subject by focusing his attention more on her. "Exhausting. It's late and I'm tired," she said looking at her watch. "I'm going to relax in my bath before getting ready for bed. I'm leaving Sunday night for a business trip to Houston." "Houston? A business trip? But it's your birthday Monday." "Oh, that's right. It is my birthday. I forgot," she said. Only she didn't forget. Another fucking birthday alone, she dreads her birthdays. She's dreading turning forty-one. An age where she didn't feel as old and where she felt she still had a chance at love and romance, she wished she was still thirty-nine-years-old. Wishing she had someone to grow old with, she dreaded growing older without having a man in her life. Too busy with work to have the time for a partner, how sick is she to be so focused on having sex with her son and his girlfriend instead of looking for a man of her own? Sacrificing her personal life and her sex life for her career, she wanted to be in charge and lead people. Now that she got her wish and her ideal job, she's been too busy to look for love and to have sex, even if she was to find her ideal man. Not nearly the same as a man's hard cock, her only sexual release has been her vibrator and dildo. "How long will you be gone?" "I'll be home late Friday," she said. "We can celebrate my birthday next Saturday," she said smiling at her son and his girlfriend and acting as if her birthday wasn't important. She turned to leave the living room before turning to look at them again. "Good night." She looked from her son to look at his girlfriend before looking at her son again while imagining they were sitting there naked. She needed that one last naked visual to masturbate herself in her bath. She wondered if they'd have sex as soon as she retired to her bedroom. She wondered if Nancy would suck her son's cock in the way that she wished she could. She wondered if her son would eat his girlfriend before fucking her in the way that she imagined he'd do his mother. Instead of taking the necessary steps to seduce her, instead of barging in her bathroom while she was bathing, instead she wondered if they'd use all that they discussed about seducing her as merely their sexy pillow talk. Now that she was leaving for Texas, they'd have the house for five long days and five hot nights to themselves. If she knew how to hook one up, she'd install a camera somewhere in her bedroom to watch them having sex. Now that she was leaving for Texas, she wondered if they'd still go through with their seduction of her when she returned. Now that she was leaving for Texas and now that she knew their pillow talk plans, she wished she could stay here for her surprised birthday party. Helen disappeared in her bedroom and closed her door. She ran her bath while undressing and while imagining undressing in the living room for her son and his girlfriend. Not much of an exhibitionist, she could be persuaded to expose herself to her handsome son and his sexy girlfriend if she knew that they really wanted her, that it wasn't just pillow talk, and if they made the first move. Taking their anticipated seduction a step further, wanting to know if they're just all talk or sexual action, she imagined modeling the sexy nightgown they planned to buy her. Maybe once they saw her nearly naked in the nightgown they said they'd buy for her birthday is when they'd make their move. Maybe they're waiting for her to show some skin before they'd make the first move. She couldn't wait for them to see her nearly naked body through the sheer material of the sexy nightgown that she imagined they'd buy. No doubt, she'd be so excited that her nipples would be fully erect, as erect as she imagined her son's cock would be and how wet Nancy would be by the nearly naked sight of her. She imagined them touching and feeling her through her nightgown while kissing her. If only they knew how wet she'd be with the anticipation of having sex with them, they'd think her such an incestuous whore. Instead, having learned to live with her sexual frustration, she couldn't wait to masturbate over the conversation that she overhead between her son and his girlfriend. She couldn't wait to have an orgasm while imagining having sex with not only Joshua but also with Nancy. Stripping them naked in her mind, she wanted to visualize all that would happen at her surprise birthday party as she took her bath and masturbated and as she slept on the plane. She stepped in her bath and sat in the tub. She allowed the warm water to heat up her passion to have sex with them while she fingered her pussy and pulled her nipples. * * * * * "Do you think she heard us talking?" Joshua looked at his girlfriend. "It would make things so much easier if she had," said Nancy giving him a sexy smile. "But I don't think she heard us. She came home at the tail end of our conversation. If she heard anything at all, she wouldn't know who or what we were talking about." "Yeah but did you see how she hugged me? She hugged me the same way that you hug me," he said looking at his girlfriend with sexual excitement. "Rubbing her whole body against mine, my mother never hugs me in that sexual way," he said. "Her hug doesn't mean anything Joshua," said Nancy waving a nonsensical hand. "She hugged me in the same way too. It was just a hug and no big deal," she said with a non-phased shrug that no doubt hid her sexual excitement. "She made me wish that I was naked when she hugged me like that. She made me wish that she was naked when she hugged me like that," he said looking at his girlfriend as if he was seemingly looking at his mother. "Apparently, maybe because she's going away, in case her plane crashes, God forbid, that's just how she hugs people," said Nancy with another shrug. "You just think her hug means more because you want her," she said putting her hands by her sides and humping the air with her hips. "Yeah, well, I hope she doesn't hug everyone like that because she gave me a boner," said Joshua. "Trust me, you having a boner is no indication of anything. You always have a boner. You're such a pervert," she said with a laugh. "I wonder if she's in there masturbating," he said ignoring her comments to stare at his mother's bedroom door. "I wonder if she heard us talking and she's masturbating over all that we said," he said looking at his girlfriend. "Calm down Joshua. You're making yourself crazy over your mother hugging you," she said. "I don't think she heard anything and if she did and was interested, she would have entered the living room naked." Mother is my Sexual Slave Ch. 03 "Naked? My mother would never strip herself naked in front of me, not in a million years," said Joshua looking off as if imagining his mother naked. "The woman goes to church every Sunday, even tomorrow, no doubt, before leaving for her flight, she'll be at Mass praying for my lost soul." "All of this because you watched Clockwork Orange again," said Nancy slowly shaking her head. "Maybe she's masturbating over having sex with me," he said ignoring her comment again. "Maybe she's masturbating over having sex with you. Maybe she's masturbating over having sex with the both of us. Wishing I was a fly on her bathroom wall, so long as she didn't squish me, I'd love to sneak in there and watch her masturbate," said Joshua still staring at his mother's closed, bedroom door. "You'd like that, wouldn't you? You watching your naked mother masturbate over your imagined thoughts of her having sex with you, or with me, or with the both of us," said Nancy, "is something that makes you horny, doesn't it?" "Are you kidding me? Fuck yeah," he said looking at his girlfriend with obvious sexual excitement. "I'd love to have a wild night of threesome sex with my mother as our sexy slave. Then, once we do my mother, maybe we can invite your mother to do us too. Maybe in a night of complete debauchery, the four of us can do one another over and again." "Stop dreaming. You're getting yourself all worked up over nothing. Maybe she's just taking a bath," she said twirling her hair around her index finger. "I must admit, it was fun talking about seducing your mother though." "Are you having second thoughts?" Joshua looked at Nancy with disappointment. "Second thoughts? I don't think so," she said suddenly changing her mind. "Maybe. I admit it was easier imagining seducing her when she wasn't in the room," said Nancy. "Things became more real when she stepped in the room and hugged me," she said biting her lip. "She excited my nipples," said Nancy looking down at the impressions her nipples made through her blouse to put her hand to her breasts. "I felt a warm, familiar wetness between my legs that gushed when your mother hugged me in the way she did. My own mother doesn't hug me like that. You don't even hug me like that anymore. That hug was hot that I so wanted to kiss your mother, Joshua. I so wished your Mom would have slid her hand between my legs." "I still want to go through with it," said Joshua. "I think it's a good plan," he said rubbing his cock through his pants. "Do you want me to help you with that?" She reached out and felt his erection through his pants. "Do you want me to suck you?" Nancy looked from his bulge to his eyes and back to his bulge again. "No, actually, I want to go to bed so that I can get up early tomorrow. Pick me up at ten so that we can go to the mall and buy my Mom that sexy nightgown," he said with excitement. "With her leaving for Texas Sunday night, let's give her a surprise birthday party tomorrow that she'll never forget. Let's give her something to think about while she's on the plane. Let's make her my mother our sexual slave." "Okay, I have no plans Saturday anyway other than hanging out with you. It will be exciting fun to see if we can put our plan in action," she said. To be continued... Mother is my Sexual Slave Ch. 04 Nancy flashes while shopping for Helen's sexy nightgown as her birthday gift. The next day, Nancy picked up her boyfriend at his house and drove him to the mall. "I was just thinking of having you do something," he said. "Oh, oh," she looked at him with a sexy grin. "It's always dangerous when you're thinking and I'm doing. What are you thinking of having me do now?" "Maybe you can try on and model the nightgowns for me and--" he said pausing in his thoughts to look at her as if she was sitting there naked. She looked at him and smiled in the way she smiled when he asked her to answer the door naked for pizza delivery and in the way that she smiled when he asked her to accidentally on purpose lose her bikini top on a crowded beach. "You want me to flash men my naked body while trying and modeling on sexy nightgowns on the pretense of buying one for your mother as her birthday gift?" She looked at him and laughed. "Is that it? Is that what you want me to do so that we can have hot pillow talk and even hotter sex later while discussing your mother's seduction and my flashing?" "Yes," he said. "And, of course, you are free to flash women too," he said. "Of course," she said. "Even though I more enjoy flashing women, flashing men is more fun. Men are more appreciative of my flashing them. Men are so easy to flash. Men give me more feedback with their stares and leers than do women. Women act as if they don't want to be caught looking but men don't care," she said with a laugh. "So, you agree to flash while undressing and trying on nightgowns," he said looking at her with hopeful excitement. "Actually flashing would be fun. We haven't done any flashing in a while and flashing will alleviate your boredom," she said with a sexy smile. "I'm never bored when you're flashing," he said laughing. "Being the exhibitionist that I am, I've never been bored while flashing my body either. Helping to make my flashing appear somewhat accident, it's always easier to do that when flashing both men and women," she said driving with one hand and curling her hair around her finger with her other hand. "Anything to make my man happy," she said grabbing his cock through his pants while driving. * * * * * They found a store, their favorite store to flash, the only store in the mall that still had curtains on their dressing rooms. The store was a hangout for exhibitionist men and voyeuristic women. Hoping to see something they shouldn't see of other women undressing and dressing, there were always a couple of men who casually positioned themselves in front of the dressing room curtains while their girlfriends and/or wives tried on clothes. Some of the men who frequented the store weren't even waiting for their wives or girlfriends. They just went there to see what they could see. Joshua went one way and Nancy went the other in search of a sexy nightgown for Helen. Ordinarily, Joshua wouldn't be caught dead shopping for women's clothes. No doubt thinking that he'd be deemed a transsexual man looking for a sexy outfit, he didn't feel comfortable looking at sexy nightgowns. Converse to how he perceived himself when looking for nightgowns, female shoppers found him sexy and some even gave him the eye. Female shoppers continually jockeyed for position for him to notice them. Obviously, if ever he broke up with Nancy, instead of going to a bar or a club hoping to find a woman, instead he should go shopping in a women's clothing store. After finding two that he liked, not much of a shopper, he found Nancy across the store and presented her with a red, sexy nightgown and a pretty, blue one. "They're nice but they're not sexy enough. They don't show anything," she said taking one look at them and looking away to reject his selection with a look of disinterest and with wave of her hand. Then, as if she knew she had a winner, she looked at him and smiled. "How about this one?" Flashing him an even bigger smile, she pulled a black nightgown from out of the rack as if pulling a rabbit from out of a hat. "Wow! That's sexy. I like that one," he said touching it and feeling it as if his mother was already wearing the nightgown. "Low cut, short, sheer, and very revealing, I think this is the one that will show you the most of your mother's body," she said whispering the last part of what she obviously dared not say too loud for fear that someone might overhear her. "Wow," he said again, this time reaching his hand inside the nightgown. He held the nightgown and his hand up to the light. "I can see every line in my hand through this nightgown. I like it. I can see her modeling this and not knowing all that she's showing. How much is it?" "A hundred bucks," she said. "A hundred bucks? For a nightgown? Seriously? Are you kidding me? For this? Holy shit. There's nothing to it." "I don't think that's a lot for this nightgown," she said holding it up against her. "A good flannel nightgown will cost nearly the same." "If I add up all the clothes that I'm wearing, except for my sneakers, I don't think they add up to a hundred bucks. Gees, Nance, that's a lot of money just for a nightgown," he said looking from the nightgown to look at her before examining the nightgown again. "Don't you think?" "I've been meaning to tell you that you need to be dressing better instead of dressing like a bum. You need to shop for some new clothes. You're out of touch with how much everything costs," she said with a laugh. "Besides," she said with a dirty laugh and pausing to give him a sexy look while seductively holding the nightgown up to her sexy body. "Think of your mother wearing this. Think of all that you'd see of her." "Wow," he said. "She'd look so hot in that." "Even with the lights turned down low," she said purposely teasing him, "you'd definitely see her breasts, her areolas, her nipples, her pussy, and her ass. If this nightgown gets you a blowjob from your mother, it's worth every penny," she said moving closer to him to whisper her message. "You're right. Go try it on and model it for me," he said returning her sexy smile with his and with a wink while looking over at the men standing by the dressing room. "I can't wait to see how you look wearing it. If it looks good on you, I can only imagine how hot it will look on my mother." "Okay," she said wrinkling her brow when he rejected her for his mother. "But you do realize that I have a better body than your mother. Right?" "I know that Nance but she's my Mom and it's every son's wicked desire to see his mother naked. Gees, don't be so jealous. Don't be so touchy," he said grabbing at his crotch while whispering his words so as not to be overheard. "Forgive me for being a bit jealous but you do realize that I'm helping you to buy a sexy nightgown for another woman, even if it is your mother, so that you can ogle her naked body," she said with attitude. * * * * * Nancy disappeared behind the curtain in the dressing room and with a practiced hand and without appearing obvious that she left the curtain open on purpose, she left the curtain unclosed enough to give whomever was looking plenty to see. Even before she went behind the curtain, there were men watching her, lusting over her, and undressing her with their eyes. Why wouldn't they? She was gorgeous. As she slowly and seductively stripped off her clothes, two men aligned themselves for a better view of her through the opening of the curtain and a third man angled himself to watch her through the dressing room mirror. Slowly removing her top, her jeans, her bra, and her panty, teasing the men with her nudity by giving them an appetizer to the real show, she stood there naked longer to ponder the tags on the nightgown. When some men prematurely left with their wives or girlfriends, more men took their place. With men and women coming and going, she had a multitude of men and women to observe her ongoing peep show while acting obviously to their stares and leers. A real professional at flashing, no one would suspect that she was purposely flashing them. Prolonging the time she was naked by taking her sweet time looking at herself in the mirror, turning one way before turning the other, she put the nightgown on over her head and looked at herself in the mirror again while staring at herself in the mirror. She looked sexy. She looked hot. With the nightgown so sheer and in the bright, fluorescent light of the women's clothing store, she looked naked. As if she was a stripper stepping on stage from behind the drape and as if she was revealingly dressed for her new husband on her Honeymoon, she pulled back the curtain. With her eyes only on Joshua, she stepped out from the dressing room to show him and whomever else was there looking how she looked. As further proof that this was the nightgown to buy, all eyes were upon her while she looked at herself in the full length mirror "Wow," said Joshua stepping closer to her whisper his lust for her in her ear. "I can see everything. You look so hot. You look so sexy that I wish I could fuck you right here in the store." Ignoring his comments but beaming with an unembarrassed smile, she paraded back and forth in front of the men and women who were standing there watching her from a distance while she looked at herself in the mirror as if she was alone in her bedroom. "What do you think?" With all eyes upon her, the women's shocked and jealous looks and the men's horny and lustful stares, she gave every voyeur an exhibitionism clinic on how to deliberately flash while making it appear accidental. She twirled around as if she was a model on a runway. "Do you like it?" With the nightgown moving high enough to show her naked ass checks and the bottom of her trimmed pussy when suddenly twirling the other way, she twirled around again before holding the nightgown closer to her body to show even more of herself. As if she was wearing black Saran wrap, now drawing even more of an all-male crowd, the men stared at her as if she was a stripper on stage. And as if she was a stripper on stage, ready to give them another show, she was about to get naked again when removing the nightgown to change back in her clothes. Joshua was right, albeit under the bright fluorescent lights of the department store, her mirrored reflection showed all who looked, and they were all looking, every part of her sexy body beneath the nightgown. In the way that he was staring at his girlfriend, obviously, he couldn't wait to see his mother wearing the nightgown. In the way that he was staring at his girlfriend, as if he was staring at his mother, obviously, he couldn't wait to see his mother modeling the nightgown and obliviously flashing him her naked body. Having never seen his mother naked, hopefully, he'd see her practically naked tonight. "It's perfect," he said. "I'll buy it. Let's have them gift wrap it." Nancy disappeared behind the dressing room curtain again to seductively remove the nightgown. When she removed the nightgown, taking her sweet time to get dressed while standing there naked, she gave the men another show of her naked body before giving them a reverse slow, striptease show while getting dressed. A practiced art that she had mastered, flashing men and women while making it appear accident, when done correctly, was so sexy. She was such tease. * * * * * That night, after dinner, with the nightgown wrapped and hidden beneath the couch, Joshua opened the two bottles of wine that he had purchased on the way home from the mall. So as not to embarrass her and to encourage her to model the nightgown for him, he turned the lights down low, lit some candles, and turned on some soft music. When his mother emerged from the kitchen, as if they had planned a human sacrifice and she was the victim, everything was ready for her seduction. "What's all this?" Helen looked from her son to his girlfriend and back to her son again. "Are you two having a romantic evening because I can go read a book in my room?" "No, being that you won't be here for the occasion, although two days early, this is your surprise birthday party," said Joshua. "Happy birthday Mom," said Joshua moving towards his mother to kiss her on the lips. As if they both knew what was happening and surely they did, they kissed with eyes wide open. "Happy birthday Helen," said Nancy kissing her on the lips too. Appearing a bit surprised by their kisses, Helen looked from her son to study his girlfriend. Was this it? Were they going to seduce her tonight? Did they buy her the sexy nightgown they said they would? If they did buy her a sexy nightgown, she couldn't wait to see what they bought her. She couldn't wait to model the nightgown for them. A long time since anyone has lusted over her, she hoped that it was sheer enough that they'd see her naked body. "I had planned on celebrating your birthday on your birthday, Monday, but with you out of town, I thought we'd celebrate your birthday tonight," said Joshua. "Oh, how wonderful," she said beaming and excitedly clapping as if she was a school girl. "You're the best son a mother could ever have." She walked to her son, took his face in her hands, and gave him a peck on the lips. Then, she did the same to Nancy. "Here, have a glass of wine Mom," said Joshua filling her wine glass nearly to the brim and handing it to her. "Okay, just one, you know how I get," she said feigning embarrassment when looking to Nancy. "Nonsense, you can have more than one glass of wine tonight. It's your birthday. Besides, you're not driving anywhere," he said sitting on one side of his mother on the couch with Nancy sitting on the other side of her. Eager to be seduced by her handsome son and his sexy girlfriend, Helen finished her wine and her son poured her a second glass. "A toast to my mother on her birthday," he said standing and raising his wine glass with Nancy standing too. Helen had another sip of wine and Joshua refilled her glass after every sip she took. So very romantic, the Everly Brother's sang Unchained Melody in the background. "May I have this dance?" Joshua took his mother's hand in his as if he was a prince and she was a princess at a ball. Pressing his body against hers, he held his mother close. With his hand resting at the top of her buttocks, his erect cock rubbing against her soft belly, and with her big breasts pressed against his chest, he danced with his mother in the way that he usually dances with his girlfriend. In constant contact of her, rubbing against her and softly humping her as if she was a woman on a crowded subway and he was a masher, his erection was obvious in his pants but his mother showed no signs of pulling away. Becoming more brazen with his horniness, lower and lower crept his hand until he was not just feeling and squeezing his mother's ass but also cupping his mother's buttocks through her short skirt and panty. "Joshua," she said with a laugh while reaching around herself to move his hand higher. "You're groping me." "Sorry Mom," he said moving his hand right back where it was after waiting only a few seconds. This time, she didn't pull away from his grope. This time, she allowed him to grope her ass. Acting as if the wine was already getting to her, she even allowed him to feel the side of her breast through her blouse and bra with his other hand. After the dance, as if he was her date instead of her son, he kissed her. This time, instead of a peck on the lips and with both of their eyes closed, it was more of a romantic kiss but without tongues. Obviously swooning from dancing with and being felt up by her son, Helen sat on the couch to take another sip of her wine as if dazed. Already her game to play, Joshua was trying his best to seduce his mother but it was his mother who was allowing him to seduce her. "Happy birthday Mom," said Joshua again as his excuse to give her another kiss. "Happy birthday Helen," said Nancy kissing her on the lips again too. "I bought you a gift," said Joshua reaching beneath the sofa to pull out his present. "Oh my. I never expected all of this," she said putting her wine down to accept the gift and rest it on her lap. "Open it," he said. Quickly she tore through the gift wrap to open the box. "It's so beautiful," she said when moving the tissue paper away. She removed the nightgown from the box and stood to hold it up to herself. Then, she smiled at her son with a feigned, sad look of disappointment. "It's so sheer," she said putting her hand beneath the thin material in the way that her son had done at the store. "It's beautiful, but it's so sexy, too sexy for me to wear anywhere. I have no one to wear this for," she said. "Nonsense. Maybe you'll meet a rich oilman in Texas," said Nancy, "a billionaire." "Go try it on Mom. I want to see how it looks on you," said Joshua goading his mother to model the nightgown. "I can't do that honey," she looked at him with feigned shock that hid her sexual excitement. Truth be known, she couldn't wait to strip naked to show her son what she looked like beneath the nightgown. Hoping some hanky-panky would happen in her bedroom, she couldn't wait to enlist Nancy's help in helping her to undress. "Please Mom?" Joshua goaded his mother to model the nightgown. "I wasn't sure about the size. I need to know if it fits," he said making every pathetic excuse to get her to model the nightgown. "Wearing this in front of you," she said with a pause that made her swoon, "I may as well walk out naked. I can't try this on in front of you two. It's too revealing," she said looking from her son to his girlfriend. "I'd be so embarrassed," she said biting her lip as if she was contemplating trying on his gift. "We'll keep the lights down low," said Nancy with a reassuring pat of her hand. She looked from Nancy to her son and back to her son's girlfriend before making a move to stand. "Well okay," said Helen taking another sip of her wine for feigned courage before heading off to her bedroom. "I don't want to be rude and not try on your gift." "I can't wait to see how it looks on you," said Joshua. * * * * * "I may need some help getting undressed Nancy," said Helen goading Nancy to follow her in her bedroom. "I'm a little dizzy," she said standing and putting the back of her hand to her forehead as if she was in a bad B movie. "I think I had a little too much to drink. Two glasses of wine is one glass too much for me." Curious to see Nancy's reaction to seeing her naked, Helen looked at her son's girlfriend again before looking to her son. Helen figured that she'd tease her son's sexy girlfriend in the privacy of her bedroom first before toying with her son. "Sure," said Nancy standing. "I can help undress you." Only, the bold, brazen slut that Nancy was, she had no inclination to give Helen the privacy of undressing in her bedroom. She started undressing her right there in the living room in front of her son. Nancy walked to Helen and standing in front of her while looking in her big, blue eyes, she started unbuttoning her blouse. Stunned by her forwardness, more sexually excited than she was embarrassed, Helen stared down at Nancy's fingers unbuttoning her buttons. "Wait," said Helen putting a hand to her opened blouse. "Not here. Not in front of my son," she said looking to Joshua to see what he could see of her before looking down at herself to see what she was already showing and before looking up at Nancy. Nancy had unbuttoned two buttons of her blouse, enough to expose her long, line of cleavage and the top of her sexy bra. "Avert your eyes Joshua," said Nancy. "Turn your head away. Now," said Nancy laughing when Joshua didn't immediately obey. "Okay," said Joshua turning his head yet, no doubt, still able to see his mother with his peripheral vision. Then, when he turned his head more and moved his body away with his back to them, he was still able to see all the sexy action through the living room mirror. Mother is my Sexual Slave Ch. 04 * * * * * As if she was alone with Joshua's mother and preparing to undress her for sex, Nancy continued unbuttoning Helen's blouse. Taking her sweet time undressing her, Nancy looked as if she was enjoying stripping Helen as much as Helen enjoyed being stripped. As if she was unwrapping an expensive gift, Helen felt the hands and the fingertips of her son's girlfriend against her bra clad breasts. Then, when she removed her blouse, taking her time in the way she took her time when she was undressing herself in the dressing room at the women's clothing store, she folded Helen's blouse and placed it on the sofa. Acting while pretending to be so helplessly submissive, Helen stood there in her bra and seductively looked at her son's girlfriend before looking to her son to see if he was peeking. He wasn't. With his head completely turned away from her, more focused on the far wall than on her, it was then that she realized that he was watching her striptease show through the living room mirror. He stared at her standing there in her bra and the fact that he was staring further sexually excited her in the way that she couldn't wait to show him more. It had been a long time since she's be so sexually aroused. Unable to stop herself from staring at the tops of Helen's exposed, big breasts and the hard impressions that her nipples made through her bra, Nancy leered at Helen's breasts in her sexy brassier. Then with a deft hand, something that would have taken a man much longer to do, she unbuttoned and unzipped Helen's short skirt. Attired in just her pantyhose, panty, and bra, Nancy moved around Joshua's mother to unhook her bra. "Don't! Wait. Stop," said Helen when Nancy was determined to continue stripping her naked. Nancy froze and Joshua turned to look at his mother standing there in her low cut bra and pantyhose with white, bikini panties showing beneath. "What's wrong?" Nancy looked from Helen to Joshua and back at Helen again. "I know what you're doing. I'm not a fool. I'm not drunk enough not to know what's going on here," she said giving Nancy a venomous look before raising her voice. "How dare you undress me in front of my son? How dare you expose my body to my son? And how dare you ogle me through the mirror Joshua!" Nancy and Joshua looked stunned. "We're not doing anything Mom," said Joshua looking from his mother to his girlfriend and back to his mother again. Seemingly counting every mole and freckle on her chest, he looked at his mother as if she was already standing there naked. Naked, naked, naked, obviously Joshua couldn't wait to see his mother naked. Naked, naked, naked, Helen couldn't wait for Nancy to strip her naked. Naked, naked, naked, Helen couldn't wait for her son to see her naked. But first, a game she must play for her to take control of the sexual action, she needed to undress and strip naked on her terms and not on their terms. "Oh, yes you are. Your girlfriend is about to strip me naked in front of you for me to model the sexy nightgown that you bought me for my birthday," she said raising her voice even more. "I'm so embarrassed. I'm mortified. I'd feel so humiliated to be standing before my son and his girlfriend so totally exposed." "I won't look Mom. I promise. I'll turn away," he said flushing and turning his head completely in the other direction but still able to see her in the living room mirror. "I saw you watching me in the mirror Joshua," said Helen. "Sorry Mom," he said averting his eyes. An uncomfortable moment, there was a long, silent pause, where Joshua and Nancy were motionless before Helen played her trump card. "I'll have Nancy continue to undress me after you both get naked too," said Helen smiling a victorious smile. "Mom!" Joshua turned to look at her. "Seriously? You want us to get naked?" "Wow," said Nancy. "I can do that," she said with a shrug. "I love being naked." "With you two naked, too, you can't say that you've seen me naked without me saying that I saw you naked too. If you dare embarrass me, I'll embarrass you," she said lifting her chin as if she was victorious during a debate. * * * * * Nancy was first to begin removing her clothes while ogling Helen standing there in her pantyhose, panty, and bra. Quickly in the way she had stripped Helen down to her bra and pantyhose and much quicker than in the way that she had undressed herself in the clothing store, she stripped herself down to her bra and panty too. Helen stared at her son's girlfriend in the way that Nancy had been staring at her. It was obvious that both women were sexually attracted to one another. "Well?" Nancy looked at her son and shrugged with her palms up to her shoulders to call his bluff. "What are you waiting for an invitation? I already gave you one." When her son didn't react fast enough, she put her hand to her hip and gave him her ultimatum. "If you don't start undressing now Joshua, I'll strip you naked myself and I don't think you'd like that," she said. "Who knows? Maybe you would enjoy Mommy stripping you naked," she said with a dirty laugh. "As if he was the victim in the Clockwork Orange movie, I think he'd like that," said Nancy with a laugh. "Mom. You're drunk," he said not making any move to undress. "Drunk? Not yet," she said taking another long sip of her wine. "Now get undressed bitch. Just as you've been dying to see me naked, panty sniffer, I've been dying to see your cock." "Panty sniffer? I love it," said Nancy bursting out laughing. "Well, don't just stand there. You too," said Helen to Nancy. "Strip. Show me some skin. Get naked bitch," said Helen walloping Nancy's ass hard. "Ow! Okay, okay," she said rubbing her ass through her panty. "You undress too," she said when Helen stood there watching Nancy undress while making no move to remove her pantyhose or bra. "I'm waiting for Joshua to show me some skin first," she said staring at her son. "Okay, okay," he said standing and removing his shirt and then his pants while staring at his mother staring at him. With each one daring the other to continue stripping, the three of them stood there in their underwear before Nancy removed her bra. Now topless, Helen stared at Nancy's shapely B cup breasts while Nancy looked to Helen for her to remove her bra too. Then, turning to face her son, Helen reached around her back and unhooked her bra. "This is for you Joshua. This is the moment you've been waiting for," she said standing there while holding her bra cups in place. "After feeling my bra while masturbating, you've been longing to see Mommy's tits, haven't you?" "Yes," he said as if he was hypnotized. "Eww," said Nancy. "You masturbate over your Mom's dirty underwear? I like it," she said with a loud laugh. Then, in a moment of incestuous lust and with her son not so much as blinking his eyes, no doubt, for fear of missing any part of his mother's striptease show, she removed her bra. Helen stood before her son in the same way that his girlfriend stood before them. Topless. Now both women were topless. Joshua looked from his mother's breasts to look at his girlfriend's breasts. As if comparing them for a men's magazine photo shoot, he stared from one pair of breasts to the other. "Wow," said Nancy. "You have spectacular breasts Helen. I wish I had a rack like your rack," she said lifting her hand to her mouth as if she couldn't wait to touch them. "Are they real?" "Of course they're real. They're 100% natural," said Helen. "I've been blessed," she said looking down at her naked breast before looking up at Nancy and before returning her focus to her son. "I love my tits," she said cupping her breasts in her hands before slowing running her thumbs fingers over her nipples. "May I touch them?" Nancy stepped closer to Helen. "May I feel them?" "Sure," said Helen turning to Nancy and erecting her posture to stick her chest out more. She looked down at Nancy's hand touching and feeling her breasts, first one and then the other. Then, when Nancy took Helen's breasts in both of her hands, she ran two slow fingers across her nipples while staring in her big, blue eyes with sexual lust. Helen gasped. Now with her nipples erect, she turned from Nancy to face her son. "Well? What do you think of Mommy's tits Joshua," said Helen looking to her son before looking down at her breasts as if to see what he could see. Then, she looked up at him with lust. "I've always loved your big tits Mom," he said looking as embarrassed as he looked sexually excited while staring at his mother's big tits. In an unspoken moment, he stared at her while she stared at him. "Would you like touch them?" Helen looked down at her breasts before looking back up at her son. "Would you like to feel Mommy's tits?" "Yes. May I?" "Yes, you may," she said walking to her son. * * * * * For the first time, Joshua inappropriately felt his mother. Yet, forbidden perhaps but with her giving him her permission to touch and feel her breasts, maybe her son touching and feeling her breasts wasn't so inappropriate at all. Reaching out his hand, he felt her left breast before feeling her right breast. As if her nipples were radioactive, he avoided touching them. "It amazes me how they feel so soft and yet are so firm," he said looking up at her blue eyes. He stared down at his mother's breasts in the way that she stared down at his hands while watching him touching her and feeling her. "They feel so big and so heavy Mom," he said weighing them in the palm of his hands as if he was holding two melons. "Touch Mommy's nipples Joshua," she whispered breathlessly in his ear as if they were in bed together. "Mommy likes having her nipples touched. Maybe if you're a good boy," she said running her fingers through his hair, "I'll let you suck them." Immediately Joshua obeyed his mother, while Helen reached her hand down to feel her son's cock through his boxer shorts. Then, when she tried sticking her hand down his underwear to call her son's bluff to seduce his mother, he pulled away. "Mom!" "Take them off. Show me your cock. Mommy wants to see my son's big, hard prick," she said with lustfulness while staring down at the bulge that Joshua's cock made in his underwear. "Mom? What are you doing? This is wrong. Isn't it?" He looked to his girlfriend for help. "It's wrong only if you think it's wrong," said Nancy with a shrug. "It all seems right to me." "What am I doing? I'm doing what you've fantasized I'd do. I'm doing what you've been masturbating that I'd do to you," she said reaching her hand down to grab his prick through his underwear. "Mom, we can't do this," he said looking to his girlfriend for help. "Can we?" "Yes we can," said his mother continuing to feel his cock through his underwear. She leaned into her son to whisper her thoughts in his ear. "I'm going to suck you to a harder erection so that you can make love to me before fucking me." She turned her head to face Nancy. "Then, after I have sex with you, I'm going to have sex with your sexy, slutty girlfriend." "Sounds good to me," said Nancy acting so blasé. "Hush up bitch," said Helen moving from her son to slap Nancy across the face. She grabbed a handful of her long, chestnut hair and pulled hard, hard enough to double her over. "Speak only when given permission to speak slut," said Helen. "Oh my God, may I please speak now?" Nancy looked up at Helen with obedient admiration. "Speak," said Helen. "What a woman!" Nancy grabbed her own tits in her hand. "What an unbelievable woman! Use me. Abuse me. Spank me. Slap me. I'll be your sexual slave." "Instead of you two children calling all the shots, I'm in control now," said Helen walking back to her son and slapping his ass hard enough through his underwear to make him jump. "Ow! Gees, Mom, take it easy. You know that I have sensitive skin," he said with a submissive laugh. "No longer your sexual fantasy, this is my sexual fantasy. From this point forward, you two are my sexual slaves. I've watched Clockwork Orange too," she said with a mad laugh. "Gees Mom. Calm down. You're scaring me," he said rubbing his ass through his underwear in the way that Nancy was rubbing her cheek. "Now take off those fucking boxer shorts and show me your cock," she said grabbing her son's waistband, pulling downward, and stripping him naked. "I want to see my son's prick." To be continued...