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This Bully's Reversal Was Total

By: qualitywheat



This is a story of a young man who is bullied. Then his unbelievable conquest of an utterly beautiful married older woman, followed by that of his equally beautiful mother. His bully then got his, big time! 

Auther's note :- it is only a story though. Would you wish it to be real?




Roy Denton was limping home once more, this time he had taken a fairly hefty kick to his upper leg, as he approached his house he shook it off, the pain was irritating him but he would never let his beloved mom see him this way, she had enough on her plate without having to worry about her son.

His attacker was Judd Crabtree, he, the brave soul and his two sidekicks often banged Roy about, never leaving marks, but hidden bruises were the going rate. They did it to one or two others but Roy got it the most, why, because he took it and walked or rather limped away, he was an easy target because they knew he kept silent, and if they found him on his way to class they got his money too, and tipped his books all over.

His classmates knew about it, his best friend did too, but he would never let anyone stand up for him, he would have his revenge one day, he didn't know quite yet how, but he would. His father, had he still been around would have stormed in and taken the lot of them on, fortunately he wasn't here; he had left him and his mom two years ago. He had been a bully too, all his life Roy had lived under his big shadow, he had never beaten him, he had brow beaten him until Roy cowered before him and his mom unable to stop him being like he was. 

And when he had left they had rejoiced, and then Judd Crabtree had appeared on the scene from another school and he had picked up the bully mantle, as it were. So Roy steadfastly took it all on the chin, so to speak. But he was getting older now and bigger, but he knew one against three didn't go. Crabtree was never alone, but even then Roy was unsure that he would be big enough or good enough just yet to take him on, but he was in training now, so for the moment it continued.

Roy knew very little about his antagonist, he knew the area in which he lived and it was regarded as a 'posh' area too. So he thought he came from a wealthy family, or a well off family. Roy was a good looking boy, not far of nineteen years old, had a couple of girlfriends, nothing serious, so he was a well adjusted lad, no hang ups, fit and well. He wasn't really into sports as his erstwhile bully was.

Roy was more of an academic, though he was no wimp or geek, his grades were good and he had every intention of becoming a doctor, or at the opposite end of the scale getting into computers in a big way, but that was a long way off. His mother was a tallish woman and had blossomed amazingly since the disappearance of her husband; she had had boyfriends, but had told Roy there would never again be anyone serious unless she got dead lucky.

Rose, his mother was a lovely looking woman so had no shortage of suitors, he had acknowledged them but that was all, he had no interest or intention of becoming a step son, nor any other kind of son to any man ever again. Roy's only regret in his life was Judd fucking Crabtree, but one day his turn would come, he had already entered a self aware programme, and a martial arts class. Not so he could beat the shit out of Judd particularly, but to put a stop to his insane ways.

Roy loved his mother solidly in a way that most sons don't, so he would never hurt her, or bring his problems to her door. As far as she was concerned life was a 'peach' now that there was just the two of them. She would say to herself. 

"If I could only meet a man that had a half of Roy's class and style, I would definitely change my mind about men!" Then she would giggle to herself happily, then put herself down for thinking what she had.

As the school year wore on Roy collected a few bruises and abuses, put on a brave face and kept his own counsel, "the day is coming," he would tell himself, "the day is coming."

And when it came it was the biggest surprise of his life, it didn't stop the bullying, but it did put a different slant on things, and Roy had the upper hand over Judd, and Judd didn't even know it.

Judd was in the school football team, a star performer, it was really the only thing he had going for himself, his grades weren't that good, and failure was in the air. The team had reached the national school final and it was to be played in the nation's national stadium. They were expected to win and Judd was the one expected to win it for them.

The school held a get together for all, parents were invited and a huge party was held to celebrate it. Judd turned up; Roy had gone along to show his support for the school, although he had no intention what so ever of going to the final. And that was when he saw Judd's mother, she was an absolute knockout! His father looked like a run of the mill kind of guy, but his mom, WOW!

He made a point of introducing himself while Judd was engaged elsewhere, his dad said hello and got on with another conversation. "Roy Denton," he said holding out his hand, she took it, it was so soft and warm, Roy got an almost immediate erection. "I'm a friend of Judd's, you must be very proud to have a son like him?" he asked. Roy swore he saw a cloud or some other look pass over her beautiful face. "Rose Crabtree," she answered, as she held out her slender hand. He put the look on her face to one side and got on with chatting to the beautiful woman in front of him. 

Roy wasn't to know about Judd's mother, she was lonely; her husband wasn't paying the attention to her that he should have. Their sex life unbelievably had drained away from irregular, to almost nonexistent sex. It had been nearly three months since he had got close to her in bed, and that was because it had been her 39th birthday. Here she was in the prime of her life and Rose was starved of sex, the cement for all marriages had crumbled. And she hated the fact that she had started masturbating, the next thing had to be a vibrator!

She wasn't a tall woman, maybe 5ft 3" but what she had was all class, "she must be at least forty," Roy thought, "yet she doesn't even look thirty!" Her long brunette hair was silky and thick, she had a fringe that caught her eye lashes. Huge wide hazel eyes and such a lovely face, Roy wanted nothing more than to lean across and kiss her briefly. Roy Denton was madly in lust with her already.

He loved the way she was looking at him, then she would close her eyes in a blink, and when she reopened them she was looking elsewhere, it enamoured him totally, then return to his the same way, they held him captive. Rose turned momentarily, espied an empty table with two chairs against a wall, walked over and sat down, Roy followed hurriedly, he was glad too because his hard on was trying to climb out of his pants!

Suddenly she broke the hypnotism by saying.

"It's a good job I have my garden to keep me occupied, or I would have nothing to keep me going." Roy had no idea of what this meant, but responded by saying, "I'm always in our garden too, I love it." He didn't, he did it because his mother asked and wanted him to help her keep theirs tidy too. 

The conversation turned to gardening, and Roy managed to field her questions about this and that with some aplomb, this so impressed the beautiful woman that Roy wanted to jump her right there and then. She laughed away at his tales of gardening escapades, things he had done, got wrong, got right, and not known how.

Then an announcement about a list, it went up asking those who wanted to travel to the final, along with accompanying parents. It was a full weekend thing, Friday through Sunday, and Judd's mom wasn't going, he and his dad were making the trip. No thoughts had entered Roy's head at this stage, his first thought was, "well I'll have a weekend off from the horrible lump that is her son!"

Rose Crabtree seemed to enjoy his company, so Roy had the honour of his foe's mother's undivided attention. He gave Judd's mother his complete and full on gaze, he was polite, made lots of flattering and acceptable comments to her. Roy had the ability to make people laugh and giggle given the right opportunity, and he was on top form this day. She placed her hand on his arm as she tried not to guffaw at his funny comments. He even ventured one about Judd, which, although she kept a straight face, he saw the amusing knowing look in her eyes.

Roy was in awe, he wished he could whisk this dynamic beauty away from here to a place where he could have her all to himself, and make mad passionate love to her all night long.

"I'm so glad to have met you Roy, I was dreading this, but now I'm glad I came, you have made my evening," she smiled at him. And then the words that set in train the events that were to change his life.

"And I am looking forward to the weekend all to myself, although I don't like to be alone, I'll have three days of bliss!" She put her hand over her mouth as she spoke. "I'm sorry Roy; I shouldn't have said that, not in front of you, please don't repeat it?"

Roy, ever gallant, told her seriously that her secret would be forever safe with him.

He took a step that was to lead him to her, although he didn't know it, and was certainly unplanned. He said.

"I'll have to come and have a look at your garden Mrs Crabtree, er, Rose, may I call you Rose please, but only in private, not when there are others around?"

"Why Roy of course you may, I would like that, thank you," she replied, and batted her eyes at him nearly knocking him off his chair.

Judd came back and spoke to his mother, completely ignoring Roy who got up, bade farewell and walked away, as he got to the door he turned to look back. Judd was glaring after him, and Rose was smiling to him. 

"Huh," he said to himself, "if that isn't worth a bruise or two then nothing is." When he got home he went straight to his room and jacked off over Rose Crabtree, it took all of thirty seconds to blow his load high into the air, but it so satisfied him.

The following day Roy found out where they lived and after school making sure Judd was at practise, he went around for a look see. He was astonished by their home; it was massive, set in its own gardens with a high wall and large locking drive gates that at the moment were open. Roy got out of his little car that he shared with his mother and stood in the entrance.

The gardens were expansive so he understood now about Rose's comments. He left got back in his car and determined to go back soon and 'bump' into Rose, hopefully in her garden. It was on the third visit back that he saw her. He tooted his horn; Rose raised her lovely head, saw him and waved him to come in. He parked his car a hundred yards away and walked back.

"Why have you parked your car there Roy?" she asked.

"Well," he replied, I wouldn't want to sour the view of your house with it," he told her jokingly. Rose saw the funny and giggled.

"Don't be silly Roy, its only a home, like any one else's," she said breathily.

"I put it there just in case Judd or your husband comes back," he told her honestly.

"Judd won't be back for another two or more hours," she said, "and Henry won't be back for at least another four, so I'm all alone and helpless!"

Roy was delighted, being near her was dreamy to say the least, he wondered if she knew about the already puppy dog lust he had for her. Rose was wearing a pair of gardening boots, a pair of baggy dungaree type of trousers with dirty soiled knees, and a loose fitting collarless sweat shirt. Her hair was caught up in a clasp at the back of her head, showing off her long slender neck. And she looked utterly fabulous, so sexy, so alluring. And he saw that she wasn't wearing a bra, her nipples were plainly on view, his erection confirming his eye sight.

He had a longing shit eating grin on his handsome face, and Rose saw it.

"Are you laughing at me Roy?" she pouted gorgeously. He wiped it off his face immediately.

"No maam, its just that you look like a refugee dressed like that," and he smiled once more.

"Oh my goodness, do I look that bad, I'm so sorry," she told him, and tried to straighten her attire out.

"Please don't be sorry, you look fantastic Rose, you really do!" And he meant it, she did. Rose smiled a thank you.

"Well I've had enough for one day Roy, would you mind?" she said, pointing to a full wheel barrow, "the dead heap is at the bottom of the garden please," she told him. Roy happily wheeled it away and tipped out the contents before returning to her back door.

"Come in Roy," she trilled, even her voice was like music to his ears; he adjusted his hard on into an easier place and entered.

"Thank you for that Roy, you are my hero," she enthused.

"Any thing for you Rose," he said, and he had never meant any thing more in his life.

"That's what I like to hear, a man who can follow orders!" and giggled the giggle that killed him.

"You issue them my lady, and I'll carry them out to the full," he offered smiling happily to her.

"Like a drink Roy, a beer maybe?" she asked him.

"Lemonade please, I'm driving, sorry," he told her.

"That's the way, well done, it doesn't stop Judd, he has a drink sometimes and drives, he won't listen, just like his father," she added with and air of some disdain, that didn't go past the attentive boy in her kitchen.

Rose thought the exact thoughts Roy's mother had earlier, when thinking that if she could find someone like him, she may very well step outside of her marriage, "NO!" she thought, "I would definitely step outside, even if he was as young and handsome as this boy is." She sashayed to the cabinet on the wall, to reach for a glass. Even dressed the way she was she was utterly beautiful.

Roy had no idea of what he did next, there was no premeditation for his actions, and they were absolutely impulsive. Even afterwards he would have no recollection of how he got from just inside her rear door, to where found himself, behind her. With his arms around her and his hands cupping her tits. He found himself there as she pressed against the counter top. He had put his arms around hers trapping her and kissed her neck. Rose yelped in surprise, but then he had cupped her ample but firm tits too. His searching fingers found her nipples, they were tenderly but firmly crushed between thumb and forefinger, and his hard on pressed into her taut rounded ass.

"Roy," she gasped loudly, "what are you... ohhhhh, please stop that Roy, you mustn't, ohhhh Roy don't please?" she begged. Roy never heard a word; he was off some where else in his mind. His lips sought her neck, Rose tried to turn away but failed, his fingers were twiddling her nipples and they were growing tight and hard with every fleeting moment.

Rose tried her damndest to break free, she wasn't a physically strong person so fighting him was at best difficult, and at worst nigh on impossible. And Rose was heating up, she could feel the tension rising in her. She loved her neck being kissed, and the fact that it wasn't her husband wasn't lost on her needy body's response, and added to her fast lessening resistance.

Roy had not a clue that what he did next was to be Rose's capitulation, her most tenderest spot, the one place on her body that made her collapse was to be got in about three seconds. She would give way completely. Roy nibbled her ear lobe, ear ring too, then he did it, he sucked Rose's whole ear into his mouth and prodded his tongue right in and Rose almost fell down. He sucked her ear long and hard, he sensed something, her body had sagged as soon as he got his wide open mouth over her ear and captured it.

Rose's head fell back onto his chest and her face went to the place that was most opportune for him to demolish her senses through her ear, and resistance. All this while Roy didn't really know what he was achieving, he was more than happy to be kissing her, he knew something had happened within her. He worked her now fully distended and rock solid nipples this way and that. His tongue wreaking havoc in her ear, his cock pressed tight to her.

Rose was in a place where the only relief to be gained now would be from making love, and making love to the boy who had unknowingly subjugated her. She couldn't raise her hands, but she could and did get them behind her, one hand sought him and found his balls, the other grasped his cock wonderfully, Roy almost shot his load right then.

He heard a voice, was it his, it seemed far off? "Where Rose where?"

"Upstairs Roy, come on, move it!" It was a desperate plea from a desperate sexually deprived woman. She forced her body back at him pushing him away from her, turning quickly she grabbed his hand and headed for the stairs, stopping momentarily, she told him. 

"Lock the back door Roy, hurry, hurry." He turned back, and Rose shot up, she was such dire need now to be loved and hopefully fucked that a runaway train wouldn't have headed her from her destination, her bed!

As soon as she arrived she tossed her top off, flung her boots away, dropped her gardening trousers, tore her tiny panty's off and was diving into the bed as Roy came in, he just stared at the naked beauty.

"Get your clothes off right now Roy Denton, immediately!" She pointed a slim narrow finger painted nail at him. He did as he was told and jumped into bed to be clasped in her arms. He made a point of diving for her ear which totally took the fight to her, and knocked the wind out of Rose's sexual sails, to be replaced with urgent desires for sex. She wrapped him in her arms as he brought her down. 

She managed to break away for a short minute and they shared their first kiss, it made Roy dizzy, he was half over her so he made the rest of the journey and was on top. Rose looked up at him expectantly; she was out of control now, a lot more than Roy was. He jabbed his prick at her, she got it and pointed him in the right direction, he thudded home.

Roy was in heaven, then he exploded, his cum shot out and into Rose's unprotected womb. The thought of this hadn't entered her beautiful head, and it didn't now. Why? Because she came with him, her own climax took her to the bridge of lust and sexual arousal, and threw her right off it. He grunted with the exertion of powering his spunk into her, and Rose shivered and trembled under the power of her own body.

Both collapsed within themselves, Roy hadn't been here that often, and to Rose it was a wonderful memory brought back to life by the very living live body weighting her down. She had her arms around him, her legs tight over his as she shuddered away, her orgasm traversed her personal universe. 

Roy meanwhile was annoyed and upset because he had come so early, he had known he wouldn't last long, he was too excited by the sexual feline beauty below him. But to only drive his cock in the once then blew all he had wasn't fair. Rose hugged him, she knew, but it didn't matter, he had made her cum, and he had made her cum for him.

She kissed his cheek, whispered endearments, then wonder of wonders. Roy realised that his cock hadn't gone down, he was still hard, he could feel it! He rejoiced by pulling back and feeding it slowly back into Rose's sweet pussy, she sighed with happiness at the sensual touch of his cock gliding within her. That was all he needed. He set off on a marathon fuck fest, one that would drive Rose to the brink of satisfied insanity.

Roy, being the earnest young man that he was, and in the throes of sexual fulfilment, the fabulous feeling of actually screwing a beautiful older married woman which was every normal boys dream, and his had now become a fantastic reality. He was up on his elbows, his loins crashing into Rose's with unmitigated and unrelenting power that Rose swooned over.


This Bully's Reversal Was Total



It had been years since she had been treated to something like this, to be fearfully banged none stop, a thick cock pounding into her with pile driving force. She held on for grim death with no idea of when it would be over, hoping it would go on for some time. Rose didn't know if this would ever happen again, she hadn't looked for it, hadn't asked for it, but she certainly wanted it, so very much. 

And she wasn't going to let this moment go. 

"Yes Roy, bang me, do me, don't stop, harder Roy harder," she panted, her words served to give him energy, spur him on to greater and greater heights. Sweat was dropping off him as he charged at her, his prick banging into her cervix; her legs were high and wide, bent at the knees and her feet flopping about above her head.

Rose had climax after glorious climax, then she saw his face screw up in anguished pain, he was going to cum again. He gripped her with a crushing force that ran the very breath out of her; it was painful in his grasp, his fingers digging into her shoulders as he held her still. It was so wonderfully painful. Then that last venomous thrust all the way into her pussy, and he blew like a sperm whale.

Roy jettisoned all he had, nature took over and did the job for him, spewing out his potent young seed into Rose's volatile fertile hole. Neither knew at that time that she was now pregnant, his little white mice climbed and sought her eggs, the dominant one of them all wiggled its way into it, and breeding commenced.

He fell on to Rose, kissed her cheek, her neck, then her luscious mouth, she responded in every way, it took several moments to regain their composure. He looked at her with some apprehension; he didn't know what her reactions were going to be. She smiled at him weakly, she was happy, it told him everything was alright.

"Roy, you have to go honey, Judd will be home soon, and I don't know what he would say if he saw us here like this," and giggled.

"He would be more than unhappy Rose, I can tell you," he answered.

"Why doesn't he like you Roy, what fall out have you two had?" she asked.

"I don't honestly know, he just hates me for some reason."

"He can be odd at times, even I know that, he is sometimes very brusque with me too, rude even, even his dad can be odd as well," she said.

Roy changed the subject, "can I see you again Rose, please?"

It took Rose all of a split second to say, "of course you can Roy, any time we can meet."

"I have a free period in the morning that I'm sure I can stretch out to all day, er, if you, er, want to that is?" his heart was in his mouth.

"Be here by nine thirty Roy, and don't be a minute late, I'll be timing you, now go honey, quickly!" and Rose slapped his rump playfully.

He jumped up, jumped back on her for one last thrilling kiss, dressed and hurried away with her voice trilling in his ears.

"Don't be late Roy Denton, or you'll be sorry, la la la la la la la, her voice was a lullaby." It was on his way home that he knew now that Judd had to be taken on, taken on and defeated, one way or another. But not yet, his time would come of that he was sure.

That night he jacked off twice on the strength of the day's events, his mind totally on Rose, oh how he wished he could drive it home to Judd that he was fucking his mother. That would really put the cat among the pigeons, he thought with a laugh. In the morning he forced himself to leave his seemingly permanent hard on alone until Rose got him, or it. His mother noticed a big change in her son's demeanour.

"You seem happy Roy, won the lottery have we?" she enquired gently with a soft smile. He looked at her and thought, "oh mom I do love you I really do." 

But said, "You could say that mom, you really could, more of a jackpot than a lottery, but yes," and he laughed and hugged her.

Carrie his mom, felt the erection in his pants, it pressed right into her. It was a shock, but a very nice and naughty surprise, it made her tingle. And not for the first time she thought to herself, "if only you weren't my son Roy Denton, I would have you full stop!" Roy understood what he's done, he had forgotten about his persistent and insistent prick, he blushed and turned away.

"I love you mom," he said lovingly, "I'll see you this afternoon okay?"

"Yes darling, be careful, and I love you too baby," she told him, and returned his hug, and amazingly she couldn't stop her pussy from trying to find his cock to feel against it. It was her turn to blush, Roy realised the attempt and left to hurry to see Rose.

On the way he sent her a text to confirm his visit was still okay.

"Yes hurry," was the reply. Whist driving he thought about the way his prick had pressed into his mother, it made him squirm in pleasure, and he was sure she had felt it, he was certain in fact, and he was also sure she had responded slightly and liked it.

As soon as he got to Rose's house he parked up and hurried in, there was a note prominently displayed in large black letters on the table.

'I'm waiting Roy Denton, lock the door and get a move on x x.'

He raced upstairs undoing his clothing as he went, when he entered the bedroom he stopped dead in his tracks. Rose was laid on the bed on her side, one knee raised, her head propped on a hand and crooked elbow, her hair tantalisingly hanging down

Her face was in a perfect smile and her seductive lips too in a perfect 'O' She was wearing a sheer top, no bra, scanty tiny panty's, a suspender belt and stockings. And her delicious perfume was all around him, his breath stuck in his throat, all this was for him, and him alone.

By the time he got to the bed and she pulled him down he wasn't quite naked, but he was in record time, Rose had him in his birthday suit in seconds. And seconds later his iron hard demented prick was in her mouth, and he was thrown backwards on to his back at the shock of it. This was his very first real blow job, he had had what he thought were two previous ones, neither compared to the intense electrical shocks Rose gave him.

The intense white heat that surged into his prick struck him rigid; his body was rigor like under the wonderful attack from her mouth. Rose sucked him as hard as she could, her small white even teeth held the head of his young cock firmly but gently. Roy's hands went to her head unknowingly, he was going to cum, and cum he did.

All the previous nights passions rose to the fore and he blasted a bucket full of cum into her waiting white hot orifice. Rose swallowed every thing, including his prick; nothing escaped the all powerful suction she was asserting over him. His body and legs left the bed as he spasmed under her, the ejection of his cum matched the furnace heat of her mouth as it boiled and roiled into it.

He fell back finished, done for, he thought he was dead, he had never experienced anything like it, arms by his side, he lay inert, almost comatose. His cock jumping and twitching as the last remnants of his cum was sucked out of him by his beautiful antagonists mother. Rose lay her head on his stomach and tickled his cock with her tongue, her fingers and the palm of her hand stoking his balls and scrotum.

Roy's cock jumped and fidgeted about as it grew once more. She let go of it and slid up to him resting her soft silky haired head on his shoulder.

"Are you okay Roy?" she asked.

"I have never in my life felt better, or so done in either," he tittered.

"Mmmm I know what you mean baby, I felt that way yesterday after you had left me," she too tittered to him.

Rising to her knees she got over him, "do you think you are ready for me babes?" she asked rudely, taking hold of his now fully regained erected cock.

"You bet Rose, you bet," he answered gamely. She pointed his prick at her pussy, rubbed the lips over him and sank down all the way. She gave out an utterly gratified sigh as he filled her once more.

Rose peered down at him with slatted eyes, the eyes of a happily satisfied woman, a woman who knew she had a good cock in her again, and in the full knowledge that she would get what she most wanted and desperately needed again. To cum like a train charging out of a long tunnel and crashing into her terminal station.

Roy lifted his hands and took her super sensitive nubs between his fingers; Rose rolled her eyes into the back of her head. She swayed on him, her body going into wonderful convulsions as he worked them, and as too she worked her cunt on his fantastic cock. Her beautiful head and hair was swilling about as if in an unknown breeze.

Roy studied her, she flowed in and out like a soft wind billowing out in the open ocean, every thing about her was smooth, in touch and in line with every flawless movement as she fucked herself on him. Roy just lay there in wonderment of her, he saw her face change, screw up, contort, a grimace, a gasp, an 'OH!' Rose came, she hunched herself up into a ball on him such was the effect of it. 

Rose had nailed herself completely to his mast, eventually her eyes opened, they seemed glazed to him. A more experienced man would have had more pleasure from that than cumming himself. To know you have completely satisfied a woman beyond her wildest dreams is something not many men take part in. They might think they have, they might brag that they have, but not many do, Roy had joined a very exclusive club!

He was still hard and Rose had no compunction about going through it all again, she put her hands on his chest and went for gold, she rose and fell with rhythmic movements, until once more she screamed inwardly at the devastating climax that almost ruined her. Her nails were digging into Roy's chest, her knees clamped tight to his sides, her head was bowed in wonderful orgasmic defeat and she wailed, she had never done this, in all of the years in her, this was a first, and Roy had caused it.

Roy grunted and blew his next lot of cum into her, another load of baby making seed was drummed into her fertile womb. If she hadn't been made pregnant yesterday, she would definitely be so today. Rose fell on him and wept silently, she had never felt such emotion as this, she didn't quite know what it was. She knew Roy wasn't any where near the most experienced lover in the world, in many ways he was naïve. But he had given her what no man ever had, complete and sublime utter satisfaction.

She wrapped her arms around him, rolled off and over, and pulled him with her, they were now laid face to face, her knees at the back of his chest, they were one! She kissed him, it was the kiss of a tremendously grateful woman, though Roy never knew that. What was happening he thought was normal? But Rose knew what he had done to, given to her was anything but normal, it was almost supernatural.

When they had cooled down, got their breath back, they started to talk, as well as loving each other. She was surprised he hadn't told her that he loved her. She didn't know that it would be a long time before that came to light.

"Why did you only have Judd, and not more children Rose?" he asked.

"It just never happened, Henry has always been a busy man and we didn't always gel at the right time I suppose."

"Hmmm, I see," Roy said, but didn't.

"I wish Judd could be more like you Roy, I would have loved to have you as my son," she told him, and bit his shoulder.

"But then we wouldn't be laid here like this would we, loving each other the way we are?" he told her.

"Well to be honest Roy, I'm not too sure about that, if you had been my son I can honestly say I think I would have given in to you, or seduced you myself!" and Rose laughed, but there was more than a grain of truth in her words too.

"Yes Rose, I think we most probably would have become lovers, mom and son hey, who would have thought of that, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

"I have seen your mom Roy, she is beautiful, haven't you had any thoughts that way about her, I'll bet you have you naughty boy!" Rose laughed. It was then that the light went on in his head, his mother! Yes he had thought of her like that, loving her. He had had a hard on this morning and pushed it into her, was that accidental, or had he known he was doing it?

Rose took his mind off that and made him lay on his stomach, slipped her hand under him to collect his balls and very sticky cock, her other hand found his rear crack, and he felt a finger probing his ass, it was so good Roy squirmed delightedly.

Lie still baby, let me," she said and squiggled her finger pad around, she didn't want to poke her finger in because of the nail, but told herself that next time she wouldn't have one to get in the way!

Another hour passed and they never left each other alone, not for a minute, eventually Rose suggested the shower, or bath, "you choose," she told him.

"The bath!" he answered, Rose went and filled it with hot scented soapy water, and she called him in. She climbed in followed by Roy, who made an immediate grab for her dunking water all over. He soon had his fingers fixed into her pussy, a tight hard nipple gripped between his teeth, and the mature beauty was his, locked in, caught captured and Rose was squealing in climbing arousal again.

Her grasp around his cock and balls was the battle ground, both fought for supremacy that Roy won. His cock was hard again, and now Rose decided to ask him to screw her while she was on her hands and knees in the bath. She got up, making sure there was plenty of scented soap around her.

"Get behind me baby, do me that way," she breathed gutturally.

He did as he was told, who on earth could ever refuse an instruction like this. He wiggled up behind her, his red headed knob end snug against her pussy when she reached under between her legs and said.

"Now Roy push baby, and push hard!" he again did as she instructed, and the moment he leaned forward Rose lifted his prick an inch and he powered it into her slick and slippy ass.

Rose gasped in utter relief, magnificent enjoyment, and a lot of wonderful severe pain. It had been about twenty years since the last time, and she had wanted it with regular yearning ever since. And now she had the best cock ever to have fucked her deep into her most secret of places. Roy felt the tightness, but didn't realise at first where his prick was.

"Oh Roy baby, do it honey, do me baby, hard honey nice and hard, Oh my God Roy yes that's it, oh sweet Jesus," she regaled, as Roy dumped his prick into and almost out of her ever widening shit chute. Rose's orgasm hit her unexpectedly, her head went under water momentarily, but she didn't care even when she came up gasping, she urged him on.

Roy had a manic grip on her hips and was battering her as hard and as fast as he could. His hot, wet and soapy prick slid amiably in and out. It was when he looked down and saw where he was that he came to a full stop.

"What's wrong Roy, why have you stopped," she bleated, "keep going darling keep going for me please?" she begged.

"I'm in erm, I'm up your bum Rose, don't you know?" he asked rather innocently.

"Yes Roy and I love you being there, please Roy go on baby please go on," and she wiggled her bum around his prick. Roy got going, and began to ravish her ass totally. He pumped away at her, thumping forward, he was actually trying to hurt her with the banging he was giving her. For some reason he wanted her to feel pain. Rose did, and came all the more because of it.

She fell away almost taking him with her, his cock popped out covered in slime; he nearly felt disgusted but managed to hold on. Rose slid beneath the waves like a ship having being torpedoed. She lifted her head out of the water gasping for breath. Nothing ever again would be the same now for her, nothing, nothing, nothing!

It took twenty minutes for them to get back to something like normal. Roy washed his nether regions in the bath, Rose soaked herself, then he had to help the limping broken beauty up and out. She had to endure him poking her ass with his finger as he dried her, she couldn't stop him, she was too weak. They went back to bed, he walking, and helping Rose as she hobbled along, with him laughing quietly at her.

Back in bed Rose got close, she began to think it was she who was falling in love, not he with her. "This is ridiculous," she thought. "Can I really be falling for him? He really is a terrific boy, he has values, a personality to die for, extremely good looking, he is as sexy as hell, and a fabulous body," she said to herself, as her hand closed around his now soft prick.

Rose sighed and nestled into him, she felt really comfortable in him, she fitted him, she closed her eyes and cried soft tears, she needed him. Rose fell asleep followed soon by Roy. When they awakened, they were face to face, Rose kissed him with all she could muster.

"Roy," she ventured, "how do you feel about me, hmmm?"

"How do I feel about you, I think you are wonderful Rose, one of the nicest people I have ever met, so lovely, so beautiful, and definitely very, very sexy," he told her, and confidently gripped a nipple and squeezed it tight in his fingers. It made Rose's toes curl.

She returned the gesture on his cock which jumped in her grasp, "Christ," she thought, doesn't he ever get tired?"

"I'll show you how I feel about you Rose," he told her, as he manfully climbed over her and sank his prick as it was still in the act of thickening and stiffening, into her ever ready pussy.

This time he took no prisoners, this one was for him, he set about the older married beauty at his behest and fucked her with manic force. He was driving her down into her bed with every thunderous thrust. He powered into her without thought. Rose could do nothing but try and bear the weight and overwhelming authority of him.

It went on forever, Rose began to worry a little, not only was she climaxing with regularity, but it was really becoming painful, even though she liked the pain, the domination of her body, and his open ended stamina. She began to hope he would cum so she could take a back seat. Roy didn't know when he would cum either, it seemed he had never stopped cumming. Then wonderfully, that familiar tingle in his bell end, the tightening of his scrotum, the tenseness in his belly told him he was on his way.

His last mighty bang into Rose nearly broke him in half, Rose cried out on agonistic wonder, she climaxed massively and then became still, she had fainted momentarily. Roy didn't know where he was, his brain had scrambled, he looked down and saw Rose lying there quite still. He panicked and thought she was dead, then she breathed. Roy jumped up of her, his cock popping out like a squib.

He tried to give her the kiss of life, she moaned, "Roy what the hell are you doing baby?"

"Oh I'm sorry, I thought you were er, I er mean, hum..." He mumbled. Rose laughed then.

"You mean you thought you had killed me?" she laughed even louder. "I'll tell you what Roy, so did I honey, so did I!" And then they both laughed uproariously.

The day passed in a loving cloud, Rose had the most magical of times, and Roy learned at her knee. She showed him and taught him, that loving a woman is the about the most important thing a man could learn. To love her the way she deserves and demands to be loved.

Before he left, Rose said, "Roy, you know next weekend I'll be on my own for nearly three days don't you?"

"Yes I know," he smiled hoping she was going to ask him to stay with her, she did!

"Can you, do you want to come and stay with me all weekend baby, I'll be you're woman, you're wife, you're lover, you're mistress, and even you're slave if you want me to be. You can do anything you like to me, when ever you want, and how you want?"

"You try and keep me away from you, that's all I'm going to say about it," he told her with a soft loving kiss. He had her in his mind, tied to her bed and helpless. His prick twitched at the thought. He left after much loving and kissing, fondling, which got him going again.




This Bully's Reversal Was Total



That night he took it upon himself to settle things with Judd, it was time to put an end to him and his dastardly ways, his bullying days were numbered, or so Roy hoped. He felt he had learned as much as he could in how to put him and his two cohorts on more than their collective back foot.

The following Wednesday it happened, Roy had spent the previous afternoon with Rose and they had fucked each other silly. Roy went to after school practise, and made sure Judd saw him on the other side of the fence, well away from any other person. There were trees around the area, not a lot but enough for some protection.

Judd scowled at him, pointed his finger at Roy, then to himself, then back at Roy, Roy blew him a kiss. This enraged Judd, and he made all sorts of gestures to him. Roy knew he was taking a chance because Judd wouldn't be on his own. Roy remained where he was staring at Judd none stop.

He was going over in his mind what and how to do it, positioning was the key, he had to be in the right place or he would be finished that was for sure. Roy waited with some apprehension, then Judd appeared, and as usual, the smaller of the three was over Judd's right shoulder about three feet behind, the other one was behind Judd's left, about two feet behind, "so far so good," Roy thought.

Judd stepped closer, Roy turned slightly to his right as if preparing to run. Then he stopped, Judd was almost there, "a few more inched Judd," Roy told him in his head, the other two moved with him. Roy turned more, raised his right hand, and spun back driving a massive twisting knuckle powered punch right into the centre of Judd's face. It was better than any he had thrown in practise.

Judd's nose exploded, the bones shattered, blood spurted every where, Roy might have even broke his upper jaw. Judd went down backwards in a big heap, before the others could react, Roy unleashed a huge left hook right into the right temple of the bigger of Judd's friends. He too went down, his brain frazzled. Neither were in the game any more, Roy turned to the other boy and said, "come on sonny, you're turn!"

He stared at Judd, then at the other boy, both were flat out, he looked back at Roy, mumbled an apology and ran off. Roy stood over Judd, grabbed him by the shirt, lifted him off the floor and spoke.

"You ever come near me again Crabtree, and I will kill you, understand, you and you're two worthless children!" He roared. Judd could only nod his shattered head. Roy kicked the other boy in the ass and told him the same.

Then without thinking, he said, "oh and say hello to you're beautiful mother for me, she'll know what you mean!" He could have bitten his tongue off for that, but it just came from no where. He saw a look of incomprehension from Judd's face, but it was too late. Roy stood, looked one last time and walked away. He was sure he would have no more problems with his bully.

As he walked away he wasn't sure if he hadn't broken his left hand on the head of the second boy, it felt okay but he wasn't too sure. His right hand hurt but that was all, "it's a good job I'm right handed," he told himself.

What did transpire was that Roy had put Judd out of the game on the weekend. He told the school, after squaring it with his two friends, that they had been attacked by three unknown muggers and beaten badly. The police were called but nothing came of it. And Roy never got to spend three days with Judd's mother.

He got a call from Rose saying Judd had told her everything; she wanted to know the truth. So Roy told her of his year long set to's with her son and his two friends. And that he felt it was time to put a stop to it. He asked her if she was going to do anything about it. Rose said no, she hated this sort of behaviour, and Judd would be a changed man from now on. 

"On that you can rely Roy," she told him. "But where that leaves us I don't know?"

"Up in the air Rose," her said in reply, "up in the air. But he didn't have to go crying to you about it, I never went to my mummy!"

Rose left that remark; she knew he was right; most bullies can't handle having the tables turned on them. "He told me what you said about me, what we're you thinking of?"

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that, it just came out. He hasn't guessed has he?" Roy asked.

"No, I just passed it off as some sort of taunt from you, he accepted it. But he is grounded now apart from school and football!"

Roy said, "Call me when you can okay?"

"Yes Roy I will, and I'm sorry this has happened, goodbye," and that was more or less that.

His heart lurched, he lamented the fact that he wouldn't probably see her again, well, not in the way he had been, possibly at school but that would be it. As the next days passed Roy became more aware of his mother, she seemed to be closer to him than she had been of late. So over time he formulated what he hoped would be a plan for him to get her. To make love to her, and make her his.

Rose had opened up a whole new world to him; he had become assertive, confidant in his actions, certain of himself, without being overly presumptuous. He now knew that setting you're mind on something gave you a head start over someone else, or a halfway lead to what you wanted to accomplish.

That weekend Roy asked his mother if she fancied a trip to the seaside for a couple of nights. His mother was delighted 

"I'm packing right now Roy Denton before you change your mind," and she raced off. She came back a moment later and threw him her credit card. 

"You know the pin number, book a hotel, a good one too, 5 star if you like,"

Roy set about finding a classy hotel on the PC, and secretly booked the best double suite they had. He was now on a mission; and he had half an idea that if he played his cards right his mother would fall for the ruse, and hopefully into him. When she came down she went straight to him, put her arms around his neck and hugged him. Roy's cock went right to the meat of his mission, it pressed into her.

He knew she had to have felt it, but she didn't pull away, she just stayed where she was until he let her go. He could see colour in her cheeks.

"I've booked a great hotel, right on the front, and it's a 5 star like you said mom, and we are over looking the sea with our own private balcony," he told her. This earned him a happy squeal from her, and a soft languid kiss on his cheek.

After a two hour drive where they discussed the weekend on the way. What to do, and where to go, they arrived. But Roy's last words before they got out of the car were.

"I'm dead certain we'll both find lots of entertainment mom, just me and you, we might not even have to go out?" he told her with a meaningful look in his eyes.

His mother never answered that, but the meaning wasn't all lost on her either.

In the foyer, Roy asked his mother to find a seat while he checked them in. On returning to her, he said.

"Okay Mrs Denton, your weekend starts here," he said, and he took her arm and led her to the elevators.

"What rooms are we in darling?" she enquired, but she sensed something had changed in her son.

"Suite 511 mom, er Carrie," he said, and smiled at her. She looked at him.

"Carrie?"

"Yes Carrie, we are booked into suite 511," he told her without looking at her.

"But Roy..."

"We are Mr and Mrs Denton as far as the hotel staff are concerned Carrie, okay?" he said, with a tone in his voice that told her to wait and see what he was meaning.

They exited the elevator, Roy leading the way, he opened the door for her, and she walked in, her face showed her surprise. It was the most beautiful suite she had ever seen. It had as its centre piece, a four poster bed, with net curtains billowing from each corner. There was a huge three seated sofa, a love seat in the corner, and a chaise longe in the other. A fully fitted credenza, a his and her bathroom suite. A fully stocked bar, a table and four chairs, and outside the most magnificent balcony that could not be over looked. Carrie was stunned.

"Oh darling, oh Roy, I'm so happy, this is the best ever, oh sweetheart I love you, oh I do baby," she whispered, tears filling her lovely eyes. He spoke words hoping to make her realise his underhand intentions.

"It's a honeymoon suite Carrie, mine and yours."

"Honeymoon suite, but that's supposed to be for married couples, newly weds, isn't it?" Then the dim glow of a light started to burn in her lovely head.

"Yes Carrie," he told her "and as far as I'm concerned that's what we are, and that's what we are going to be this weekend, and don't even think of saying no, okay?" His voice carried a conviction, a stringent declaration that he had set it up, he had decided it, and she was going to abide by his ruling. His mother had no answer; she just looked at him in wonder.

She had known that this was probably going to happen sooner or later, the sexual tension, innuendos, touches etc had been building between them for several months now. The last few weeks he had been a little distant, she had put it down to pressure of school work, "or the possibility of a new girlfriend," she had told herself jealously. She had no idea of how right she was! But she had told herself, "I don't think it will be a case of if, I think it's going to be a case of when." 

"Well," she told herself, "it seems that when is here."

She raised her head to look at him, then she nodded, she was agreeing to it, she was giving her permission, her accent. It would never be redeemed, if she went ahead, nothing would ever be the same again, never. She stepped to him, put her arms around him, held her body tight to his. Stared deeply into his eyes and kissed him. It was a kiss that no mother ever gives her son; she felt almost obligated to do it, there something now compelling about him, something that made her want to be there with him, and not just for a weekend break, this was a lover's kiss.

Roy wrapped her in his arms and kissed her back, this time there was no pretence, when she felt his cock pressing into her, she pressed back and breathed longingly into his mouth. Carrie was warming to him and it. It felt so strange to be alone with her own flesh and blood like this. She was about to knowingly travel down a road a parent and her child should never travel. But this was beginning to feel like the most natural thing in the world to do. She had given him life, and now he was breathing life back into her.

They worked their way toward the bed, they sat down, broke apart, looked at each other with some embarrassment. 

"Can I change in the bathroom baby?" she asked him. Roy understanding his mothers blushing reticent agreed right away. As she left he undressed and got into bed to await her. But changed his mind, "this has to be done right," he said to himself. He donned the 'his' bathrobe which had been left on the bed, a 'his and hers' bathrobe each. His mother had taken her valise with her, in it she had the perfect attire. She wasn't dumb, she had put things in it that only a woman bent on seduction would have.

She hadn't known of any programme for the upcoming event, she had thought that maybe they would go out, have dinner, by candle light, a couple of drinks, hold hands, maybe walk back to their room hand in hand, or arm in arm. But no it was happening now, "I'll go with the flow," she told her image. 

She took her clothes off, inspected her lines, and checked herself out. "Well Carrie Louise Denton the working out has paid off girl, you look terrific." She said to her gorgeous reflection. "Just you wait Roy Arnold Denton. I'm going to knock you dead, you see if I don't!" she told her self in the mirror with a smile.

She attached the straps of the suspender belt to her sheer stockings, hitched up her so scanty panties. Carrie clipped the sky blue bra at the front that hardly contained her ample firm, and now very sensitive nippled tits. Put on her matching high heeled shoes, shook her mane of auburn hair. And giving her self one last look, she turned and went back to the bedroom like a night hawk looking for her kill. She also had an enormous smile spread out on her full, blood filled with arousal lips.

Roy was sat on the edge of the bed in his white fluffy knee length dressing gown.

"Oh the darling, he's waiting for me. Not expecting, but hoping, well his hopes are about to be realised, and I hope he's ready!" Carrie mumbled in her dizzy lovely head. Roy was more than ready, and her hopes that he would be, were about to be realised to the fullest extent too.

His jaw dropped when he saw her, this was the first time in his life that he seen his own mother dressed in such a seductive and beautiful fashion. His prick came to full attention in one hit. Her slim lined body was on full view under her attire; her long legs supporting her 5ft 9" frame stunned him. The heels she was wearing brought her to his full height. The half cut bra showed off her perfect mammaries to the fullest, he gasped at her appearance.

"Oh mom you look fantastic, you are utterly perfect," he stammered.

Carrie approached him and stood there, her knees touching his, he lifted his hands and placed them on her upper thighs, squeezed them and gently tugged her to him. Her hands went to his shoulders and she allowed herself to be pulled down on him. She was about to become her son's lover. Her heart burst, this was who she had been waiting for, she knew that now, and even though she had never known it, she had always known!

She put one knee on the bed, and climbed on, both twisted and were then laid face to face in the centre of the huge marital bed. Before Carrie undid the belt on his robe, she whispered.

"No going back after this Roy, none at all, it will never be the same again. Are you prepared for it, have you tried to think it through baby, have you?"

"I don't think I have ever been more certain in my life mom, a lot has happened this last month or so that you don't know about, not yet anyway, you will one day, but today isn't the day mo... Carrie," he finished. 

He reached for her and his mother undid the belt and reached in for what she knew was already there, and it was waiting for her, her fingers closed around it, accompanied by a satisfied mutter from Roy. He pulled them together, he kissed her, Carrie's eyes closed and in her head the words, "here we go, on till the end, no going back, not now, not ever!"

She pushed away the gown from his shoulders, he took her tits in his hands and found the nipples already sprouted to extra hardness, he unclipped her bra and got a hold of them, both moaned in pleasure at each others touches. Carrie knew she was making the right move, maybe not ethically or morally, but certainly for her.

Roy's cock in her two hands now felt fabulous, and there was no one on planet earth that was going to stop them from fornicating at will. He was ready, so was she, fore play could wait, action right now was what was needed desperately by the both of them, she tugged him, he rose above her and plunged in.

Carrie half expected Roy to cum in seconds, she got a wonderful surprise when he raided her box and filled it with knowing cock. Roy began to fuck and love his mother, Carrie joined in whole heartedly, her legs and arms encompassed him, urging him on. Encouraging him to the fullest, hot kisses, raking finger nails, bites, humping back at him as he humped down on her. His cock filled her to the gunnels. 

There wasn't an ounce of space that wasn't getting heated in her from the friction caused by his beautiful prick. Carrie came, it hit her hard, making her grip him tight, causing shudders of delight to escape her. Roy was ready too, he grunted , held her down and came, he filled his mothers cunt with what seemed like gallons of cum. This made Carrie explode again twice more.

They settled down, relaxed, held on to the other, then the first tentative smile, each blushed, each a little embarrassed by the road they were now irretrievably travelling on together.

"Mom," he said quietly, "that was more than I hoped for, better than I ever thought it could be, and you know what?"

"What baby?" she asked. Roy broke into a loud song.

"It can only get better!" then he laughed loudly, his mother nearly split her sides laughing with him.

"I love you Mrs Denton," he whispered, her return words filled his heart.

"And I love you my darling Mr Denton, will you marry me baby, will you take me for your wife?"

"You may not know it but you are already my wife Carrie Louise Denton, from now on you will call yourself, Mrs Roy Arnold Denton okay?"

"Yes my husband," she smiled, and crushed herself against him.

Her son had taken her completely; Carrie was stunned at the suddenness of it, the speed which it, and he, had taken her over.

"Only problem is my husband," she said, "is no one will ever know will they, we won't be able to tell anyone ever, sadly. I want to shout to the world, especially your dad that we are in love, and are now man and wife in every way!"

"I'll take great joy in telling him one day Carrie, especially if we have children!" This shocked his mom; she had never even had this thought.

"But don't you think I might be a bit old honey, to have children again?" She had had Roy at a young age, she had been 16 when she had been seduced by her then unwanted, (by her parents) boyfriend, he had been 21 at the time. She was only just short of 37 years.

"Lets not get ahead of ourselves Carrie, lets see what happens, it was just a thought," he said, "now, come in a here, I want some fun and lots of it, get to it girl, and now!" he bellowed silly voice.

"Yes Sireeeee," his mom laughed, and dived on him, in the ensuing fight, he lost, deliberately; this allowed her to get to grips with his cock using her nails and teeth.

She had his left nut in her mouth, and her nails lightly dug into his shaft.

"Giv in?" she mumbled around his nut.

"Yes Mo...Carrie, I do," and he sniggered, she didn't know he had accomplished his goal of getting her to suck him off. And Roy didn't know his mother's intentions were to do just that!

Carrie had taken the view that nothing would be held back, she would give him everything he wanted, no matter what. Even if he wanted to do her in her ass, she had never had it up there, she had refused all comers in her youth, and also her husband. Roy wouldn't be denied it, he wanted it, he would get it. And she would enjoy it come hell or high water!

The fighting stopped and the loving taken up again, Carrie skilfully attacked her son's cock and balls, kissing, sucking, licking, fingering, tossing him, he got everything she could think of to do. Soon Roy was on his usual high again, he amazed himself with his get up and go stamina.

He lay back and savoured his mothers skill, she was terrific, he had thought Rose was better than anyone, he had been wrong, nothing was better than this. His prick began its journey to rising eruption, the tingle, the almost unbearable sensation on the end of his cock. He grabbed her by the hair, a sure sigh to both he was going to cum.

He instinctively jammed her head down on him when he blew his load into her mouth, Carrie gainfully and demandingly took it all. He had just cum about 15 minutes earlier so there wasn't the usual humongous amount, but there was enough for Carrie to deal with. She gasped and gulped, but won in the end, just like she knew she would always win this particular battle now and in the future.

She tasted it on her tongue, paddled it in her mouth, she was learning his taste, a taste she would come to know intimately in the weeks, months, and years ahead. She stayed on him for an age, sucking gently, licking lovingly, kissing tenderly, his nuts got the same treatment, she delved underneath to savour his smell, she licked his scrotum, she loved that, as did Roy.




This Bully's Reversal Was Total



"I can't wait to get my tongue in him," she said to herself, "but that's for later, don't be greedy Carrie!" Everything was knew, she knew her son totally, but she didn't know him now, she had to learn him all over again from scratch. Keeping him gently in her hand she worked her way up, licking her lips of the last taste of his cum, she went to him and they nestled together.

When they wakened it was 7.55pm. Carrie stirred, she was famished, and she knew Roy would be. She crawled out of bed, "our bed, mine and my husband's bed!" She practised saying it. It rolled of her tongue like a soft lyrical lullaby. Carrie hugged herself, she did love him of that there was no doubt, but now this was a new love, one that would be tested in the fullness of time, but she was already sure it would pass any test.

She went to the phone to call room service, then Roy spoke, he guessed what she was about to do. 

"Don't mum, lets hurry and go down to the restaurant. I want to show the world my beautiful wife," he told her. Her chest swelled with pride, love, lust, and desire for him. No one had ever said such things to her in this way. "He is turning out to be a man among men!" she told herself happily.

"I'm having a quick shower baby, coming?" she giggled like a school girl and raced off, followed closely by her son, her lover, and now her husband. It took them thirty minutes did that 'quick' shower, Roy rang down to order a table, a secluded one and the best one available. And also if possible, a large bouquet of flowers for his wife on their first anniversary. He neglected to say it was their first day anniversary.

His mother dressed in record time, she dressed simply but stunningly, high heels, a short skirt, a silk sleeveless top, piled her hair up, a little make up and she was ready to knock the world dead! Roy wore a jacket, slacks, and an open necked shirt. He opened the door, took her arm in his and said.

"Come Mrs Denton, your husband is escorting you to dinner, and then back here. Don't take a sleeping pill!" he laughed. Carrie laughed with him, and replied.

"I have my sleeping pill right here," she told him, and poked him in the chest. "And by the way Mr Denton, I love you my darling husband."

"And I love you Carrie, I do," he kissed her cheek and they went down.

Roy sat her in the chair that gave other diners a good view of his wife, his mother. Knowing that some of the men in there would be wishing they were him. And possibly a couple of the women too, he sniggered. Carrie asked him what was funny; he just smiled and kissed her cheek saying, "would you like me to order my darling?"

They only had eyes for each other, fingers entwining, tasting tid bits from each others forks, two glasses of wine apiece and two hours later they were going back to their honeymoon suite. Arms linked they made their way back up, in the elevator they got close again, and by the time they got into the room both were gagging to be fucked and made love to. Carrie was honestly telling herself that this feeling had never come to her, even in her youth she had never experienced the longing for someone, neither her husband, that she was feeling for Roy right now.

Back in the room they set about each other, Roy was no longer her son, he was her guy, and she was his woman. The agony of time it took for him to get his turgid prick into her and her agony of time for him to do it caused them both to cum quickly. Carrie's orgasm decimated her with its sudden onrush; there was little indication of its impending arrival.

Her whole body seemed to balloon in unison with his devastating explosion, it shattered her, beat her into the ground, the feel of his titanic cock ploughing into her cut her in wonderful two. Then she cried, huge tears flopped down her cheeks as Roy finished her off with tender loving strokes, his cock hurt him, he had just had the hardest cum of his young life. The power of his semen blasting up his cum chute felt as if it was tearing him a new spout.

In the morning after a very sumptuous breakfast on their balcony Roy took her back to bed where he 69nd her, he had her underneath him, he lashed her pussy and clit mercilessly, she gobbled his cock and balls manically, fingered his ass, he fingered hers and then peered closely at it. 

"I wonder?" he thought, and that was when he decided he was going to screw her there, rain or shine. If he had known his mother had already decided to let him have her any way he wanted, he would probably have fucked her in it there and then. But he was about to cum in her mouth again as the most delicious feeling encompassed him as she took him nearly all the way down.

When he had seen her upon opening his eyes that morning, he thought he had died and gone to heaven, he had never seen anything more beautiful than her. She was looking down on him, up on one elbow, her eyes settled over him, her sweet breath washing over his face as she took him in. She too was thinking the very same as he. It was becoming apparent to her that they had a lot more than a sexual connection, this was true compatible love.

Three hours later, after a long walk by the sea, they ended up back in a freshly made bed. Carrie was glad they were out when the room was refurbished; the residue of their sex and loving was more than obvious. She hoped she wouldn't bump into the chambermaid, who had already told her work colleagues what she had come across in delightful tales. They drew straws to see who would do the next bed making.

As they got near the room Roy dropped his hand to his mothers ass, squeezing a finger into her crack and delving for her private space.

"Roy!" she admonished him, "please, not out here?" He shushed her, his libido was rising faster than a bun in the oven. 

"I want it Carrie," he told her as his middle finger sank into oblivion, "I want this, and real soon, in fact as soon as we get in okay?"

"Yes darling yes," Carrie said unequivocally, and without any hesitation at all.

No sooner had Roy opened the door than Carrie headed straight for the bathroom and came back with a bottle of her baby lotion.

"We can use this baby, but please be gentle, I have never once had this done to me babes, never once." Roy was happily made up at her words.

"You are telling me I am getting your virginity mom?"

"Yes darling, I have never wanted this, and never thought I ever would, but if you want it, then I do too!" she told him and kissed him at the same time.

They hurriedly stripped, there was no pretence again of what they wanted, there was no time for foreplay again, that could come later, after play? Carrie and her son had gone from mother and son to confirmed and ardent loves in a day. No longer would she be 'mom, and he 'son' they were man and wife, man and woman, lovers, stringent daring lovers. There never be a door that wasn't open to them from now on, they would walk through evry one together, a team!

They got on the bed and immediately Carrie offered her beautiful rounded and taut ass to him, head down, ass up! He smeared lotion on and in her crack, he blathered his growing prick, just the sight of her upturned ass sent shivers down his spine. 

"Please go slow and easy Roy please?" she mumbled from her arm covered mouth, she wanted to be ready to bite when the pain she knew would come, bit into her too.

Roy aimed his cock at her little puckered brown hole and sighed the sigh of a contented and happy boy. He pressed forward; Carrie held her ground until it popped in. She squealed in surprised pain at the intrusion, she naturally slid up the bed taking Roy's trapped cock with her. There would be no release, her ass wouldn't let her, she had grabbed his prick and her ass ring had closed over it and was holding on despite the jabbing pain.

She gritted her teeth and told herself this was for him, she would 'grin and bear it' no matter what. Roy shoved harder, his cock began to sink in, Carrie was in agony but refused to cry out. He pulled back, that caused her agonies too, then it was being shoved deeper, this went on until Roy could see no more if his cock except the hairs around it. 

Now he held himself against her, he didn't move, except to reach under her to find her clit with one set of fingers, and her nipples with the others. This confused Carrie, she loved this. The cock in her ass battled against her desired rejection, her clit and nipples urged her on to accept his cock's determination. Her body relented, it had to, there was no where for it go but onwards.

With the relaxation of her lower body muscles she gained some freedom to move, this encouraged Roy, he withdrew a little and went back in. This brought a groan of submission from his mother, he was winning the battle for her mind and body. He continued torturing her nipples and clit until all she could think of was cumming, but the cock in her ass had its own agenda.

Roy started to slowly pull further out before he went back in, until all that was left in her was his rosy red bell end. The inward push brought more groans and moans from his captured mother, she was his for the taking now, of that there was no doubt. Carrie let go then, she relaxed as much as she could and silently urged him on, then loudly as the dam burst, her own lust and arousal scored a direct hit.

"Oh Roy, oh my God Roy, yes baby, do it, take me baby, take your mom, fuck my ass Roy, do it damn you do it, more, more more, now Roy now!" He obliged but poured more oil over his exiting prick so that it slithered back in as easily as a ferret down a rabbit hole. Roy fucked her now, there was no resistance at all from his mother, she was now a convert to regular ass fucking. When Roy blew his load Carrie cried out as her rear end filled, Carrie came in an enormous earth shattering explosion. It applied internal pressure that nearly blew her in to Kingdom Cum!

Roy slowly pulled himself out of his mother's wrecked ass, there was a nice little 'plop' as it jumped out, it would be a while before I get that again he mused delightedly. Carrie fell to the bed and remained face down, Roy snuggled into her, and asked.

"Are you alright Carrie, I hope it didn't hurt too much?" knowing it had.

"I'm okay darling, just let me rest please, I need to lie still for a while, yes?"

"Yes Mrs Denton, but don't get the idea that that was the first and last time, because it wasn't, yes?" he quietly laughed.

"I won't baby, and to be honest, I don't think I would want to say no, I know for a fact that I am going to enjoy it a lot." She told him softly.

Roy went to the bathroom to clean up, he left her to her own devices, and went he went back to her she smiled and patted the side of the bed for him to sit down.

"And while we're on the subject," she said as she continued the previous conversation, "don't you be thinking that I won't want to make love again before we leave, yes!" She mimicked.

"You would lose that one lady, I intend to make love and screw you more times before we pack." He told her.

"Roy Denton, you shouldn't speak to me that way, screw me indeed!" she sniggered.

"Okay then Carrie Louise Denton, I'm going to fuck you senseless time after time, what have you got to say now?" Carrie laughed until she nearly choked, hugged him and kissed him, "When ever you're ready young man, when ever you're ready," she whispered into his neck.

They never left the room again until it was time to go, apart from room service for meals and drinks, the 'do not disturb' sign was hung on the door and the door was locked internally to bar 'accidental' entry by the staff. They fucked and screwed in every corner, bathrooms cupboards and wardrobes got used too. When room service came, Carrie made sure she was in the bathroom, and when they left she hurried out to the car while Roy checked them out. He was asked if they had enjoyed their stay and was everything alright and to their satisfaction. The girl said this with a knowing look and a soft wink. Roy smiled and thanked them.

They got home and made love again as soon as they got through the door on the entry carpet, after they began to settle down to 'married' life. Roy saw Judd and his face was a mess, he almost felt sorry for him, the other boy kept his distance, the third stopped hanging with them. Roy began to forget the incident, but thought too of Rose, he hoped she was alright. As far as Roy was concerned Rose was a special lady, much like his own mother, she was just plain nice, not only beautiful, but a nice person too.

Just over two months later, one Saturday morning Roy had gone into town to buy some things Carrie needed. Carrie hurried to the pharmacy to buy a home pregnancy test kit. She had felt the changes in her body and wondered if she was indeed pregnant, she hadn't yet mentioned anything to Roy. At home she did an immediate test, it was blue! She was pregnant! An appointment was necessary to really confirm it, but Carrie was, she knew her body.

A week later confirmation was indeed given, she was more than two months on. She sat down with Roy that night and told him, she held his hand as she said the fateful words. She hoped and prayed that he had meant what he had said in their honeymoon suite that night, and had repeated it since, but as she was too well aware, reality isn't always the stuff that dreams are made of.

Roy sat there open mouthed, he stared at her, then leapt up and danced, he did a jig, grabbed Carrie and hauled her to her feet, he kissed her, whooped with joy, and then spun her around, he was ecstatic! Then he stopped suddenly, pulled her to him and sat her back down with an earnest apology.

"Sorry Carrie, I must be more careful you are having our baby, my baby,! He whooped again and again. Carrie laughed with him, they both cried tears of joy.

Then he took his wife to bed where they made the sweetest love a couple could make. Carrie's life would now be complete; she thought, neither was aware of the impending shattering news to come in a few days time. News that would again change the pattern of their lives. They set about finding names, boy or girl, clothes, a nursery, a pram, a cot, toys everything they could think of.

Three weeks after celebrating their good fortune Roy went into town again to buy something's at Carrie's request. Carrie was doing some exercises on the floor and the door bell rang, going to answer it. She saw the lady and knew her, it was one of Roy's school mates mother.

"Hello," she greeted her, It was Rose! "Can I help you?"

"I hope you don't mind Mrs Denton, but I'm here to see Roy, I need to talk to him about something important." She said quietly, almost fearfully. Carrie could see that the woman was somewhat distressed and invited her in.

"I'll make a drink, tea or coffee?" asked Carrie.

"Oh tea please, if you don't mind."

"Please take a seat Mrs?" Carrie queried.

"Crabtree, I'm Judd's mother." She answered, again quietly. Carrie knew right away there was something wrong. She appraised Rose, she was beautiful and much younger looking that what her age must actually be. She is shining, her skin is in bloom, flawless, her hair is so glossy

"If I didn't know better, and I don't," she said to herself, "I would swear she was pregnant." Rose was, and Carrie was dead right.

"Why do you need to see Roy Mrs... can I use your first name please?"

"Yes I'm sorry, it's Rose and you if I may?"

"Carrie," (and I'm Roy's wife,) she nearly added.

"Has Roy ever mentioned me to you Carrie?" she asked her.

"Not really, I think he has told me you are Judd's mother, but I don't think that they get on for some reason." Carrie said.

"I shouldn't have come here, I'm so sorry, I had better go," Rose whispered, she was close to tears.

"Rose, I don't know what your problem is, but it seems pretty serious to me, so sit down, and if you want to you can talk to me. Nothing will ever leave these four walls," she told her, and waved her arm over her head.

"What is your connection with Roy, why are you here Rose, you need to see him, but why?" Carrie was edging closer to the shock of her life. Rose burst into tears and wept long and hard, Carrie went to her and comforted her. She held her, shushed her and cooed to her.

"Come on Rose, tell me your troubles, nothing can be that bad that you can't talk about them?"

"I'm pregnant," she wept, "my husband is divorcing me, I have to leave home, not that that bothers me too much, but I have no where to go."

"But what has this got to do with Ro....?" The penny dropped, "Are you trying to say Roy has something to do with you having a baby?" Rose looked at her with bleary and teary eyes, she nodded her head.

"Oh my God no!" Carrie said very loudly. "Have you and he been having an affair, you are old enough to be his mother!" Carrie checked herself then, so was she, and she was pregnant with his baby too! Carrie flopped into her chair and sat frozen. "This can't be true, are you sure it's Roy who is the father, couldn't it be someone else?" she asked incredulously.

Rose became indignant for a moment, "I am not a hussy or a whore, I do not go around seducing young boys, or men for that matter, and yes Roy is the father of my baby, there has never been anyone else, never!" Carrie was stunned into silence.

"How far on are you?" she asked her.

"I'm just about three months maybe four," she replied. 

Carrie did a quick calculation in her head. "I'm nearly three months, she's just under four, so he was having an affair with a school friends mother. No wonder I felt something about him at the time. He was having a secret fling, and with a woman as old as Rose was, but looking at her it isn't improbable, she is really beautiful."

"What do you intend to do about it Rose, he has only just turned nineteen, even though he has a much older head on his broad shoulders you know?"

"I know, and I don't know, I won't harass him, I just feel the need to tell him, and I'll abide by any decision he decides to take about it."

"How will you support yourself then?"

"I have plenty of money, and I'll get half of the house and half of all the rest, so I'll be okay, no problem. I would not let myself become a burden to Roy or anyone else." Rose told her sagely.

"Where are you staying now if you have had to leave home?" Carrie asked, "what am I doing, what am I saying?" she asked herself. "It isn't my concern, but it is isn't it, and it would also be Roy's concern too!"

"I booked a hotel then came straight here before I lost the courage to do this," she said.

"I think you had better leave for the moment Rose, I have to talk to Roy about this. It will be too confusing if you are sat there and talking about it, please go, and I will call you when we have talked. Roy and I have a lot of issues to take into consideration. Please trust me." Carrie asked her fervently, hoping she would agree.

"You promise to speak to him, tell him, and call me?" Rose said.

"Yes Rose I promise."

"I believe you," Rose said, and wrote her number down. She trusted Carrie, she trusted Roy, she had done the right thing coming here.

Rose left and an hour later Roy returned, he knew as soon as he walked in and kissed Carrie something was wrong. She sat him down and told him who had been and why. He was utterly stunned, the one thing he was going to tell her was this, but not yet. He hadn't known Rose was pregnant, but he had to tell her the truth, they had promised it, and now he had left it too late.

"What am I going to do Carrie, there's nothing I can say about the baby, I didn't know, but I have a responsibility haven't I?" he told her with his hands holding hers.

"Yes you do Roy, to me and to her, we have to work something out. At the moment as things stand all she has is you, no one else. She told me she had had to leave home, she's in a hotel. But that can't possibly last."




This Bully's Reversal Was Total



He looked at her, he wanted to say, "She will have to come here until something can be decided," but he daren't. Carrie took the decision for him.

"She will have to come here and stay with us, she can't be left on her own, and I don't want to hear a word of protest from you Roy okay?"

"What ever you say Carrie, but it might be a little awkward at times?" he offered.

"Yes I'm sure it might be, but at the moment we have a situation." She told him.

"She is beautiful Roy, how, and even why did it happen for you hey?"

"I can't remember the how, it just did, one minute we were talking, the next I had a hold of her and everything went from there, honestly, it really is still a blur that time. 

"I see," she said, " I can understand that, your libido etc, I have experienced it myself haven't I darling?"

"It will never make any difference between us mom... sorry, Carrie," he told her, taking her in his arms to let her know he was okay.

"I know that baby, I don't have to worry, I'm more sure of you than I am of myself." Roy raised his eyebrows, not understanding what she was meaning.

Carrie called Rose, an without letting her get a word in she ordered her to leave the hotel and to come round. They wanted to talk to her. They had a solution to her problem.

Rose arrived thirty minutes later, Carrie ushered her in and made her comfortable, then she called Roy. She saw the look of love pass over Rose's face when she saw him standing there. This was the first shock; it hadn't entered her lovely head that she might have loved Roy.

They sat down and talked, they talked for ever, all had opinions, but were in broad agreement that Rose would not be allowed to be on her own and carrying Roy's child. It ended with the tentative decision that Rose would stay with them and they would work towards living and growing together as one family unit, at least until Rose had her baby.

Rose had yet to find out or be told about Carrie and her son, that she too was carrying Roy's baby, and that they regarded themselves as man and wife. Rose not knowing this, had the idea of taking up where they had left off, ie, being lovers again. But for now she would let things take its course, she knew one thing though, she liked Carrie immensely, how could she not, here she was dropping a ton of worry on her, and she calmly asks her to stay with them, nay, order it!

That night in bed Carrie and Roy talked.

"We have to let her know you are pregnant too Carrie, we can't possibly hide it can we?" he said.

"No Roy we can't, I'll find a way, don't worry."

"It might be for the best if we take the bull by the horns," he said to Carrie, "and come out with it, what can she do? She's carrying my child, and I think she'll want to keep that secret at least for the time being, so she will have to go along with ours. Any way to be quite honest, I think she has inkling that we are closer than we might should be. So taking that into consideration she'll be happy for us?"

"I wish that were true Roy, life would be a lot easier," Carrie responded.

"Okay then sometime tomorrow, you go for ir, and let's see what happens, yes?" he told her.

"Okay, if you hear me take a deep breath, get out of the way okay?" Roy laughed, kissed and felt for a part of her that she liked him feeling a part of. Soon they were gasping to each other their undying love as explosion after explosion rocketed through her, and Roy hammered his come into where they both loved it to go.

Rose lying in her new bed could hear muffled moans, and they could only be the moans of people making love, yet she knew there were only three people in the house. Roy and his mother were they lovers? She lay there a few moments longer then decided to go and investigate. Rose crept out of her room, she could always pretend she was going to the bathroom, she thought. She passed what she assumed was Roy's room and stood outside Carrie's. The tell tale yips coming from a woman was definite. They were the yip, yip, yip, yip, yip of a woman being fabulously banged

They were the yips that Rose knew so well, she had uttered them herself many times when Roy was banging her to bits! She turned, and quietly opened Roy's bedroom door, the bed was made up and unused. She was certain now, Roy was with his mother and he was fucking her good and hard. Which was why his mother couldn't control the yipping coming squeakily out of her open mouth as he screwed her.

They hadn't thought too much about the noise, up until now they had never had to. Rose's pussy went into overdrive at the picture in her fertile mind of Roy on top of his mother, she knew the sight deliciously, she had witnessed it first hand lots of times, and now she thought, "I will see it again, hopefully."

Rose was both shocked and delighted, Roy had to be happy, that was her main worry, her other worry had been Carrie. Now she thought that her acceptance into their family would be a lot easier than she could possibly have thought or hoped for.

"Tomorrow, I'm going to have a serious chat with Carrie." She decided. She went back to bed and murdered her own pussy with her fingers, and the picture of Roy twatting her again, she came fabulously, crying out his name as she did.

In the morning she went sheepishly down stairs, she took on the role of a depressed and sad woman needing sustenance and comfort. Roy and Carrie were there, they greeted her warmly, each giving her a nice hug. This warmed Rose immensely, she had no idea yet that she was going to be told of their affair by Carrie very shortly. And they had no idea that Rose was going to tell Carrie she already knew!

Carrie made her a breakfast and herself too; she nodded to Roy to go out. He did so immediately, Carrie sat next to Rose and told her point blank that she too was pregnant, and that Roy was the father of their child, and they had been lovers since shortly his break up from her. Rose put her arm around her new and in harness friend, "this," she thought, "was good, in fact it was better than good."

"Carrie I understand," she told her, "and I had already guessed you and Roy were closer than mother and son, and I'm fine with it. You will never have to worry about me over it; it will remain with me until the day I die I promise you."

Carrie burst into tears, "I had no idea how much I've wanted to tell someone" she blubbed, "it has made me feel much better Rose thank you, thank you."

She rested her head on Rose's shoulder and hugged her, the beautiful woman hugged her back. Carrie was aware of Rose's beauty; it more than rivalled her own, though she was taller by a good few inches Carrie felt a safe warmth.

"How far on are you Carrie?" she murmured into Carrie's soft hair. Rose inexplicably felt excited by her.

"A few weeks behind you," Carrie told her.

"Can I ask you for one thing Carrie, and I swear your answer will have no bearing on my oath to keep yours and Roy's secret all to myself?"

"Yes of course Rose, what is it?"

Rose took a deep breath, "Would you consider sharing him with me, I need to be loved too. I can't go on without being loved. And who could be better for it than the father of our children?" The term she used, "the father of our children," took Carrie by surprise somehow, but it swung it straight away, Carrie didn't even have to consider it.

"I will ask him, if he says yes, then I do too, but it will have to be his decision, no one else's okay?" Rose kissed her cheek, Carrie turned her head towards her and Rose found her lips, they kissed, Carrie had never kissed a woman, not like this, but Rose had and she liked kissing Carrie. She broke away and apologised, blushing bright red, it worked. Carrie took hold of her and kissed her back. 

Then she leaned away and said, "I'll call Roy and ask him to return home, will you go to your room while I put the proposal to him?"

"Yes of course, and don't worry if he says no, I won't be too surprised if he rejects it. You are a beautiful sexy woman Carrie and I can see he loves you immensely." She said softly.

"And it was no wonder he wanted you Rose, you are more beautiful than I, and on top of that, he learned to love a woman from you, you Rose," she replied. They hugged again, Rose's hopes soared.

Carrie made the call, "he will be home in fifteen minutes," Carrie told her. Carrie went for another hug; she was beginning to feel an affinity with Rose. They heard Roy coming, Rose pecked Carrie's lips and disappeared. She watched as Rose swayed upstairs, "there's no wonder he went after her is there?" she asked herself.

"Darling, we need to talk about Rose, I've told her everything and she swears our secret will be safe with her forever more, and I believe her, do you?"

Yes mo... Carrie," he smiled at his error, "if she says that, then you can take it to the bank."

"Good, I'm glad you have said that, I don't have any doubts either, but..."

"But, but what?" he queried.

"She asked me something, I said I would agree, but it was to be your decision, and yours alone. I'm going to ask you something, them I'm going to leave the room immediately to give you some alone time to think about what I've just told you. But never doubt for even one single moment in time that I will ever stop loving or wanting you my sweet darling."

Roy looked at her perplexed, what on earth are you talking about?" he said.

"Rose asked me if I would share you with her, I told her yes, but you must decide if you want to. I'll be fine with it baby either way, you are after all," she said, and used Rose's words, "the father of our children," and walked out. Roy sat there utterly stunned.

Then he smiled, "share me?" he mumbled to himself, "oh wow, I have two utterly beautiful women wanting me forever. Not forgetting I'll be a daddy of two kids," he chortled now. But he would have to assert some authority. His prick hardened, seeing both women attacking him at the same time, and in the same bed.

He went into the kitchen, he looked at his beautiful mother, took her in his arms and told her he loved her and that he would love her forever. Then he said, "I agree Carrie, I can love Rose too, are you really sure you want this for us?" he asked her pointedly.

"I want what ever is best for you, for me, for our baby, and now for Rose too and your baby she is carrying." That was how it was decided.

"I need to talk to Rose mo... will I ever stop saying that to you Carrie?" he smiled.

Carrie smiled back, "I don't want you to baby, but only in public though. I need to do some shopping, go and see her, she's upstairs and I think she will be beside herself with worry and very fretful, go and put her at ease!" She told him, knowing that he would probably end up putting her at more than ease!

Carrie felt a pang of jealousy that her man, her lover, her son, and her husband was going to soon be with another woman.

"Maybe it might be a good thing being jealous a little, Rose too I hope. It might keep us on our toes?" she thought to herself. Carrie didn't know it but her thoughts were straight as an arrow. Both of them would be jealous in a small and unnecessary way. But that wouldn't detract either woman from putting Roy front and centre in their lives.

She left, but didn't want to, "I'll have to get used to it, as Rose will too," she told herself, which gave her some comfort knowing Rose would feel the same. Roy went upstairs and knocked on Rose's door, she opened it with fear in her eyes, she realised now how much she did actually love him, and had for a long time.

"Carrie has told me that you might need me?" he asked tentatively, but firmly putting the ball squarely into Rose's court. There could be no misunderstanding of his intent; Rose had to say the words. She didn't have to, tears sprung from her eyes and she rushed him.

"Oh Roy I love you, Carrie loves you, we both love you so much. And we both need you darling, we are both carrying your children they will desperately need their daddy darling. Please let me stay here with you both. You won't regret it I promise. I'll do everything you say, please Roy please?" she begged. 

He backed her into her room and fell on the bed with her.

"You and Carrie need to go and buy a king size bed, one that will take three," he told he smiling as he kissed her. Rose rolled him over on to his back and attacked him with so much love and gratitude.

"You will never regret this Roy, and neither will Carrie, I will make you both so happy!" Roy had not a clue what she meant. But Rose did, she knew now she was Roy's, she would never say no to him, no matter what. But she would make love to Carrie too. She would work her socks off to make them the happiest people in the world.

Rose soon had a hold of her most prized possession, the one she had missed so so much, Roy's fabulous cock, he was hard and it was for her she knew. They were soon naked, and Roy got on and in, in double quick time. Rose cried with utter pleasure of him doing her the way she remembered, and had constantly thought of since their last time together. And soon the 'yips' were coming from her thick and fast.

Rose came in a rush and a bang, it nearly crippled her, the force of was so intense she felt paralysed under him. "Oh I love you Roy, I really really do honey of mine," she whispered quietly.

"Don't ever feel any other way Rose, never," he told her, "I love you too." These were the sweetest words Rose had ever heard from anyone in her life.

Then he hit her with a real whammy, "Carrie and I regard ourselves as man and wife Rose, did she tell you that?" he asked her. Carrie hadn't, but she had guessed there was a feeling like that between them.

"No Roy she hasn't," she hung her beautiful head.

"Well when or if you get divorced, will you be my wife too, how does that sit?" he asked her. Rose dived at him and kissed him madly, "Oh Roy yes I will, I will," and tears fell from her gorgeous eyes.

They had a quick shower and dressed, downstairs they waited for Carrie to return, Roy immediately went to her and kissed her passionately in front of a gaping Rose. That was when she felt her first pang of jealousy. But knew she would have to deal with it, Roy had first call on the both of them and she would learn to live with it, for her sake, Carrie's sake and their children's sake.

Roy walked to the door, "I have to go out, and I think you two need to talk things over, don't you?" he eyes them both with love. They looked at each other, looked back at him and grinned in unison.

"Yes Roy we do," they both spoke together, both women knowing things were already settled bar for the small print.

"You have discussed things," Carrie said, "it's all okay with Roy? Don't answer that I can see it in your eyes, and your face is still flush from his decision!"

Rose blinked at Carrie, was she alright or not? She pondered

"What did he tell you Rose?" Rose took a decision of her own, and said.

"He told me we have to buy a king size bed to fit three people!" Rose told her shyly. 

"Funny you should say that," Carrie replied, "there is one arriving this afternoon, along with new bedding for it. A lot of new bedding too, I have a feeling we will have a lot of laundry to be getting on with!" Carrie sniggered.

Rose flew at her, hugged her and kissed her, "Oh Carrie, I promise you, you will never have cause for regret. Not for one single moment I swear," then she kissed Carrie hard on the lips.

"I'm already sure of that Rose," she gasped between Rose's lips as they devoured her own.

"I take it you like women too Rose?" Carrie enquired.

"I have this thing for one woman in my life Carrie and one woman only," she told her. Carrie went on the defensive; she didn't feel happy at this new revelation. She wasn't going to have another woman entering their lives.

"I'm not comfortable with this Rose, you should have said before, Roy won't allow another woman in here and neither will I!"

"There isn't another woman Carrie, well there is, its you, silly!" and she hugged her again before finding Carrie's mouth and kissing her once more.

Carrie fell into it, she had no experience of other women, but she liked being kissed by Rose, it was soft, liquid, demanding, and searching. She found herself kissing her back, and the natural progression to Rose feeling and squeezing her breast, then finding and taking her by her nipple came as no surprise. But her reaction did, she squealed softly into Rose's mouth.

Being taller than Rose Carrie held the dominant pose, but she wasn't in control of what was happening, Rose definitely was.

"Rose," Carrie gasped, "Roy, what about Roy, he might not like this development between us. And I won't have him hurt, not by you or me!" she told her.

"You know him better than I do Carrie, but I think he will take it in his stride and like it. There are not many men who don't like to see two women making love to each other." Rose told her lovingly.

"Are you sure about that Rose? I'm not." She said.

"We can put it to the test one time in bed," Rose offered, "we can accidently end up playing with each other, and see how he reacts?" 

Rose took up her initiative and kissed her again, "but for now, let's keep it between us, and make it our one aim in life to make Roy the happiest boy, man, husband on earth shall we Carrie."

"Yes Rose, I think that's a good idea for the moment." Carrie replied into her mouth.

Roy came home to two very happy women in the afternoon, just in time to witness them making up their new massive king sized bed.

"You Roy, will be in the middle tonight darling," Carrie told her husband, and you're two pregnant wives will be at your side," she winked lasciviously at Rose.

Roy in a show of disbelief to the two women stripped naked and dove into the bed, why not give it a test drive," he laughed loudly. "Come on, last one in is a sissy!" They practically ripped their clothes of and dived in together, and he disappeared under fray of beautiful arms, legs and lips.

Carrie got his mouth, Rose got his cock and the both devoured him, with them constantly swapping places. Roy was in heaven, he had two utterly beautiful women mad for him, wanted only him and both expecting his babies. He suddenly wanted to tell Judd Crabtree very badly that he had his mother, that he owned her, he was going to keep her forever, and give her more children, maybe one day he would tell him!

They never left the bed at all that day, he fucked them both twice, he had them all over the bed, the sheets were stained with their joint cum, and juices. And he witnessed his mother and Rose playing with each other which turned him on immensely. Rose gave Carrie a satisfied and happy look, Carrie gave her one back. The future was looking very bright indeed.

Both women made the other come much to Roy's delight, moaning and yipping away as they did. Then they slept soundly, Roy between them, spooned into Carrie's back, Rose spooned into his, her hand holding his cock all night, and Roy had his mother's tits and nipples to toy with dreamily.

The morning broke over them; Roy set to work on his mother, inserting his prick in from behind. He had lost any inhibitions he might have had now. Rose woke and knew what was happening she reached over for Carrie's nipple, then clit. Soon Carrie was in the throes of orgasm on orgasm brought on by her two lovers. Roy, along with Rose gave her no respite as they made her cum gloriously and helplessly for them.

Roy hadn't cum yet; he was still ready to go and turned around, telling Rose to do the same. He wasted no time; he forced his prick into Rose's ass, and fucked her fast and furiously. She held her breath, it was painful and she loved it. Carrie was guessing where he was, and paid Rose the compliment she had paid her. Mercilessly she got her own back; she mangled Rose's clit with her fingers bringing her up to a tremendous crashing climax. As Roy blew his lot and spewed his hot steaming cum into Rose's bowels.