28 comments/ 154396 views/ 126 favorites "Pet Mommy": Nerd Orgy By: silkstockingslover Summary: Son sets up gangbang for submissive Mom at Comic-Con. Recap: This is actually part five. Obviously, you should read parts 1, 2, 3 and 4 first, as they will help you understand how the mother ended up where she is now; if you have already read the first four parts and can't remember the basic plot, or just want to start here on part five...here is a very brief summary of the story so far. "Pet Mommy": Creating a Mommy-Slut Summary:A mother learns her son fantasizes about fucking her and, realizing just how much he resembles her deceased, dominant husband, decides to make his fantasy a reality...in the end seducing her son and becoming his submissive pet mommy. "Pet Mommy": DP Mommy Slut! Summary: A mother's dominant son makes another fantasy come true... her first double penetration. "Pet Mommy": Fucking with Mommy Slut Summary:A mother's task is to seduce her daughter and give her to her son as a present at his graduation... alas, things go terribly astray when the daughter takes the mother for herself. "Pet Mommy": My Daughter Submits Summary: A mother assists in completing the task she failed in chapter 3... getting her daughter to submit to her son. After one failed attempt, this time she succeeds. Notes: Thanks as always to my editors Wayne, goamz86, Robert and Mike. Pet Mommy 5: Nerd Orgy It was a crazy few days with both my daughter and I being fucked by my son, her brother, our Master. He really revelled in his power over us, particularly his sister who had treated him so badly most of his life. They say payback is a bitch and this was definitely the case both literally and figuratively as Mike dominated his sister for the rest of her visit. On the day she was leaving, he shot three loads on her face and made her wear his cum all day, not allowing her to wash her face at all until she returned home. She had to send pictures while in line at security, on the plane, in the taxi on the way home and in her house. To my complete shock she obeyed the commands even though she was no longer at home. Once she flew back to her summer job, it was again just Mike and me and on occasion Frederick joining in to make it a threesome. As summer began, Mike asked, after depositing a load deep in my ass, "Mom, what is one fantasy you would really like to have come true?" "I'm already living the fantasy," I answered, which was true. Finding a man I loved and trusted to be my Master was all I ever wanted. I had never been so completely content as I had the day I submitted to my son and every day since. He smiled, "Me too, Mom. But what is the greatest fantasy that you have yet to live?" I pondered this. I supposed I could give lots of answers. Now that I had committed incest with both my son and daughter, the thought of my brother popped into my head. I also liked the idea of being seduced and dominated by an entire sorority house. Yet, my biggest fantasy had always been, since high school, to be gangbanged. The idea was always hot for many reasons: -I wanted to have all three holes filled at once -I love having cum shot in my mouth, cunt and ass (each feeling different) -I also like the slutty declaration when my face is coated with the white stuff -I wanted to see how many cocks I could take in one night and how many times I could come in one night Finally, I answered, "You may think me even a bigger slut than you already do." He laughed, "Sluttier than incest?" "Maybe," I shrugged, "I want to be gangbanged." "Of course you do," he smiled, not remotely surprised by my answer. I asked, "Am I a bad Mommy?" "So bad," he purred, as he slid his ready-to-go-again cock in my mouth. After a couple of minutes of cocksucking, he pulled out and slammed into my cunt as I quipped, "Of course, a perfect gangbang would be a bunch of virile, able to shoot a few loads in one night, young men." "Hmmmmm," he groaned, obviously contemplating my fantasy. Over the next week, I met with Frederick's mom for coffee, but couldn't even begin to fathom how I would seduce her. I complemented her on her hair and touched her arm twice, but in the end, the conversation ended up being very generic. On Friday, Mike announced, as I knelt in front of him and sucked his cock while he watched Dr. Who, "Tomorrow you get gangbanged." "P-p-pardon?" I stammered, surprised by his declaration. "I've set up a gangbang for you tomorrow night," he repeated, nonchalantly. "With who?" I asked, instantly curious, although worried about my identity. "Nerds," he answered. "Do you mind being more specific?" I countered, slowly stroking his cock. "Actually, yes I do," he countered, before adding, "now finish me off, Frederick will be here soon and I have to get into costume." I returned to sucking his cock, completely loving having it in my mouth, as I pondered what he had planned. I knew comic con was in town this weekend and thus the community was literally swarming with geeks and nerds of every stripe. Yet, how did that lead to a gangbang with me in the starring role? Even though I didn't know the answer, my cunt leaked at the promise made as he shot his load down my throat, completing the trifecta like he did almost every day (one load each in my ass, cunt and mouth). He finished watching the episode as I slowly continued servicing his cock. Finally, he said, "Get some rest tonight, mommy-slut, tomorrow night will be a marathon." ..... By the way, it's pretty much impossible to get sleep when you know that one of your biggest fantasies is about to come true. My mind was a mess, from complete excitement and a burning cunt to utter trepidation at the reality that I would be getting fucked by complete strangers. That said, the idea of being fucked by strangers, used for their pleasure, was also a major turn-on. I had always craved being a slut, but now that I was a Mommy-slut as Mike loved to call me, I craved the submission of somehow becoming an even bigger slut. Thankfully, after masturbating to another orgasm, I eventually fell asleep. ..... Saturday morning, for only the second time since my submission to my son, I didn't get a load of cum in one of my holes for breakfast. Mike apparently hadn't come home last night and I can't deny it, not getting my morning load of cum threw me off. It had become my version of a morning coffee, and without it I was lethargic and crabby. I showered, had breakfast and read the paper wondering where he was and what exactly he had in store for me. It was after two when he texted me. Mommy-slut You need to go to Comic Cosmo and choose from one of the three costumes I left with your name on it. Ask for Joey. P.S.: I'll be picking you up at 5:30 to be my date at Comic Con. P.P.S.: of course, you'll wear thigh highs with whatever outfit you choose. P.P.P.S.: of course, no bra or panties. Have fun I reread the text, my pussy instantly tingling, feeling neglected by Mike's absence today. I sighed as I wondered what Mike thought would be an appropriate outfit for his mother to go to Comic Con in...and likely get gangbanged in. I drove to the shop and entered it, briefly flashing back to the earlier adult store adventure. Going inside, I went directly to the desk and asked for Joey. To my surprise Joey was a female, a very pretty, voluptuous young lady. "You must be Sarah," she smiled warmly. "That's what my birth certificate says," I responded, slightly flirtatious for some reason. She laughed, "So, your boyfriend left you three outfits to choose from. He wants you to try each one on and have me take a photo with your phone and send it to him." "Okay," I said tentatively, noticing her smile. She was clearly intrigued by me. "Follow me," she ordered, as she added, turning to an older brunette, "I'm going to do a personal fitting." "Yes, ma'am," the brunette nodded. I thought it strange that the woman in her forties would call the girl half her age 'ma'am'. Yet, I followed her, like the submissive I was, past the changing rooms and into the back that was, in itself, a large changing room. Joey walked over to a table and grabbed the first outfit. She handed it to me. "Seriously?" I asked, even after all I had done, this seemed to be pushing it. "Your Master, as he called himself, chose these three himself," Joey said bluntly, her tone amused and yet authoritative. My face burned red with the knowledge that she knew I was a submissive to a much younger man. I prayed she didn't know he was my son. I nodded, trying to be casual, "He is a creative Master." "Setting up a gangbang for you is indeed creative," she nodded, matter-of-factly, as she handed me the ridiculously skimpy 'Princess Leia' outfit. I took it and asked, as I looked around this small area, "Where do I change?" "There is a washroom right over there," she pointed. I went to the washroom and got undressed. I kept the mocha thigh highs on and once in the ridiculously skimpy outfit I gasped. The outfit was slutty, but with the completely visible thigh high stockings it looked like I was a porn actress in a very bad costume. "Come out and let me see it," she called. I was mortified to be seen in this. The bra barely held in my tits, while the lame excuse for a bottom surely didn't completely cover my ass. Yet, knowing that Mike was expecting photos, I walked out, leaving the last shreds of my dignity in the washroom. Joey nodded, "Wow, you have a better body than me." I was flattered by the compliment. "Um, thanks, but I feel completely naked in this." "There is one more piece to the ensemble," Joey added. "I hope it's a cape," I joked. Joey grabbed something from the table and walked over to me. "Your new hair." "I don't think that's what they will be looking at," I pointed out, realizing I would be every geek's wildest fantasy. "That is true," Joey nodded, "but at Comic Con they want as much authenticity as possible." "I don't think Carrie Fisher has tits this big," I suggested. "There," she declared, backing away. "Wow!" "Wow, what?" I asked, "You look a lot like her." She answered. "I do?" I asked. "Yes, there's a full length mirror over by the entrance back towards the store, go take a look," she said. I was worried I would have to walk back into the store, but thankfully the mirror was in the hallway between the two. Looking at myself in the mirror, I too gasped. I did indeed look a lot like Princess Leia...a real slutty version of her. Joey said, startling me as I stared at myself, "I think we have a winner." "I look like a slut," I pointed out. "You are a slut, aren't you?" She asked, an instant slap in the face. It was one thing to be a slut for my son, but this was different. "I guess," I said. "Let's take a picture to send to your Master and then you can try on outfit two," she instructed, snapping her fingers and pointing me back to where we started. I followed obediently and stood for the picture. "Pose sensually," she ordered, "not like you're going to a funeral." I again obeyed, and as the flashes began, I was drawn into posing, enjoying the attention of briefly being a model. After a dozen or so photos, she said, "That was better." She went to the table and grabbed a Wonder Woman outfit, "Now, go try this one on." I grabbed it and went to the change room. I got out of the first skimpy costume and put on the next. It was not as skimpy, but still definitely slutty, especially with the thigh thighs completely exposed. I walked out, less nervous than in the Princess Leia outfit. She nodded, "You look good in that one too, it really accentuates those tits of yours." "Thanks," I replied, noticing how the spandex outfit really framed my breasts perfectly. "Pose," she ordered, as she lifted the camera to her face. I again posed, somehow enjoying this submissive task. "Here is the next one," she handed me a very colourful outfit. "Daisy." "Okay," I nodded, having no idea who Daisy was. I went back to the change room and began putting on the colourful costume. Once it was on, I put on the strange mushroom head hat and returned to Joey. "Hmmmmm," she mused, as she looked at me. "Who am I?" I asked. "Daisy," she answered. When I looked at her with a confused look, she added, "From Mario Brothers." "Oh," I said, vaguely recalling the games on the wii before he moved on to a playstation. "You can't be her if you don't know who she is," Joey declared, as she snapped a couple photos of me. "So, Star Wars or superhero," she pondered. "Definitely Wonder Woman," I declared, feeling slightly more comfortable in it than I was in the barely-an-outfit Princess Leia costume. "We'll let your Master decide," she shrugged, as she typed on my phone. "Okay," I nodded, knowing he would pick the Princess Leia costume because he was a Star Wars nut. Our last cat was called Chewbacca. "And while we wait for his response, why don't you come and give me my tip for helping you," she said, as she sat down on a chair and spread her legs. I could have protested, or at least feigned objection, yet my natural desire to submit controlled me as usual. I walked to her, dropped to my knees and tugged her panties down. Once they were off, I leaned forward and began licking her slightly hairy pussy. "You really are as obedient as he said you were," she moaned. I wondered what else he had said about me, although mostly I was just thankful he hadn't let her know I was his mother. The abundance of hair was annoying and awkward at first, but once I created a path to her pussy lips it became pleasant, her scent a lot stronger captured in her pubic hair. "That's it, lick my cunt," she moaned, seemingly enjoying my tongue. As her pussy got wetter and her breathing heavier, I moved to her clit and took it between my lips. "Oh shiiiit," she moaned, grabbing the back of my head and pressing my face hard into her cunt. I kept licking until I felt a gush of wetness coat my entire face. I hungrily lapped her pussy juice, which had a unique taste to it. When she let go of my head, she asked, "Could you taste his cum in my cunt?" I was instantly jealous at the fact that his first load wasn't shot in me, but I answered, "A little." She checked my phone, which had buzzed a couple of times during the sexual encounter. She said, "He wants you in the Princess Leia outfit and to be ready for him to pick you up at five-thirty." "Of course he did," I nodded, nervous to be seen in public in such an outfit, even though the implication of a gangbang really was exciting me. "Of course, he wants you to buy all the outfits you tried," she added, standing up. "Of course he does," I smirked, already imagining the hours of role play ahead. Ten minutes later I had paid for the outfits, and was just getting to my car when my phone rang. It was Michael. "Hi, my little slut," he greeted. "Hi, Master," I responded, thankful no one was around to hear me. "Did you enjoy your afternoon snack?" He asked. "I'd rather have gotten it directly from the source," I slyly responded. "Oh don't worry, tonight I will make sure you get lots of it directly from the source," he replied back. Nervous, I confronted him. "Honey, are you sure this is a good idea?" "Mom, trust me. Tonight will be the night of your life," he promised. "That night already happened when we first fucked," I pointed out, trying to be blunt. "Oh Mom," he sighed, "We both know you want this. I'm not going to let you back out now." True, I had long fantasized about being gangbanged, the double fucking with Mike and Frederick only enhancing my fantasy, but a group of strangers was both exciting and utterly nerve wracking. "Fine," I said, which implied it wasn't really fine, my tone contradicting the definition. "Be ready at five-thirty," he said, "tonight is going to be a lot of fun." "I'll be ready," I agreed, although I still wasn't completely sure what I was getting ready for. Yes, I assumed there was going to be some sort of gangbang, yet how and where were still mysteries. "See you soon, Mommy-slut," he finished, before hanging up. I drove home, my mind spinning with the possibilities, both the good and the bad... yet, like getting dp'd by him and his best friend Frederick, or seducing my own daughter, I was going to do what my son, my master, told me to. The moment I seduced him and became his slut, I had accepted that he owned me mind, body and soul, and regardless of my occasional trepidation, I wouldn't change a thing. So, as instructed, I went home, my cunt dripping with anticipation of a night of craziness. Looking in the mirror, in the slutty Star Wars outfit, I knew Michael would love it and I instantly felt ten years younger... sure the thigh highs didn't go with the outfit, but it definitely made me the sluttiest Princess Leia ever. Michael showed up five minutes late, before coming in and saying, "Fuck, you look even hotter in person than in the picture." "Thank you," I smiled, loving getting such sexist compliments. My cunt on fire, and definitely going through cock withdrawal, I asked, dripping with sexy naughtiness, "Does my son want to pound his pet Mommy first?" "Of course I do," he answered, walking to me, my cunt instantly leaking with anticipation. "Good, because Mommy needs her cunt pounded so fucking baddddd," I purred, rubbing his cock through his pants. "Did you enjoy the afternoon snack?" He asked again. "It wasn't the snack I am accustomed to," I countered, dropping to my knees, willing to do anything to get his dick in me. "It was just an appetizer for tonight," he responded, as I hastily fished out his cock. "Can I have the full course meal?" I asked, before devouring his cock. "You can get a nice load in your mouth," he groaned, "but your cunt and ass are off limits until tonight's gangbang." I sighed as I bobbed back and forth on his delicious cock. I wanted to be fucked...now, but I would have to settle for a yummy load of his cum. As I continued taking all his cock in my mouth, he talked, "Tonight is going to be your ultimate fantasy come true." Again part of me was horny as hell with the idea of being gangbanged, a fantasy I had for years, yet the risk of being caught by someone I know, or of someone knowing I was fucking my son, had me nervous. "You want to be triple teamed don't you, Mommy-slut?" he asked. Horny as hell, I took his cock out of my mouth and agreed, "God, yes, Mommy wants to be fucked all night." As soon as I was done answering his question, I resumed bobbing on his cock, the idea of the gangbang getting more and more appealing. "I have a dozen guys ready and willing to give you their young, hard cocks," he continued. I moaned on his cock, the vision of a bunch of young, naked men lining up to fuck me my biggest fantasy. "Oh yes, you will be fucked for hours," he continued, "every load coated all over your body." I took his cock out of my mouth and asked, "No come in my mouth, cunt or ass?" He smiled, "I promoted it as MILF cum bath." "Oh my God, you didn't?" I gasped, while continuing to stroke his hard cock. "I did," he nodded, before shoving his cock in my mouth, holding my head and beginning to fuck my face. I had gotten very good at not gagging when my mouth was roughly fucked, his whole cock filling my mouth so fully, his balls bouncing off my chin...which made the act so much hotter. As usual, in less than two minutes, my throat was being coated with cum, the face fucking almost always the finale of a blow job. "Pet Mommy": Nerd Orgy I swallowed it all, like a good Mommy-slut always does, although I really wished he would have filled my cunt with that big load. Pulling out, he asked, "Do you want the boys to come inside you?" The question was adorable because it was so sincere, yet the conversation was utterly absurd in 99.99% of households. I flicked my tongue over his cockhead to retrieve one last remnant of his seed and replied, "You're the master." "Fuck, I love you Mom," he replied, pulling me up and kissing me. My body warmed at the sweetness and the gentleness of the kiss. If one could look past the incestuous act and the very strict master-submissive relationship we had, you would see a mother and a son who would literally do anything for each other and who loved each other without prejudice. I knew what made him happy and he knew what made me happy... that is love. Although others would call it sick, twisted, immoral and illegal, I saw it as a mother giving her son everything he needed. Breaking the kiss, he said, "By the way, you will have a mask over your face to conceal your identity." "Thank God," I gasped, relief rushing through me as the only concern I had, my identity being revealed, was now answered. "But you would have gone without one for me, wouldn't you have?" he asked. "I'd do anything for you," I responded, although I'm pretty sure I had already proven that. "You are the best mom ever," he smiled. "Some would call me a criminal," I smiled back, no longer remotely concerned about social expectations or legalities. "Well, if that is the case," he smiled, putting his cock away, "I'd definitely be charged with aiding and abetting." "Hopefully, there is an incest prison where we are put in the same cell," I joked. "Hilarious," he laughed, as he said, "I'll be ready to go soon." "I can't wait," I said, my cunt begging for attention. "I know," he nodded as he headed to his room. Fifteen minutes later, he returned dressed as Darth Vader. I said, "I'm almost naked and you're covered from head to toe." "I know, life is so unfair," he joked, his voice distorted. "And even your voice is disguised," I sighed. "Here is a trench coat for going in public," he said, after taking off the mask. "You're so kind," I sarcastically teased. "I set up a gangbang to make your ultimate fantasy come true," he pointed out. I countered, reminding him again, "I am living my greatest fantasy by being your Pet Mommy." "Fuck, you're the hottest woman in the world," he said. "Don't you mean galaxy?" I questioned, giving a sexy pose. "Good call," he laughed, as we headed out. During the drive, he told me about Comic Con and all the cool celebrities there... none of whom sounded familiar to me. When we got to the hotel hosting the nerd fest, he asked, "Ready to be drooled over?" "Am I going to be the oldest woman at this thing?" I asked. "Not even close," he answered. "Comic Con has people from newborn to near death." "I'm not sure if that makes me feel better or worse," I playfully quipped. "Oh, I almost forgot, here is your mask," he said, pulling out a very small red mask. As he handed it to me, I pointed out, "It looks like a teenage mutant ninja turtle mask." He smiled, his usual geeky smile, "That is because it is a teenage mutant ninja turtle mask, a Raphael mask to be precise." "Yes, I'd hate to not be precise," I quipped, putting the mask over my eyes. "Now you're practically unrecognizable," he joked. "Yes, like when Clark Kent puts on his glasses," I shot back, as I looked in the mirror. "Trust me, they won't be looking at your face," he smiled. I cupped my breasts, "That's for sure." "Let's go," he said, with an adorable look of excitement in his eyes. "Yes, Master," I nodded, as he put his Darth Vader helmet on. He took my hand and we walked to the hotel as a couple, which was surreal and romantic, even if the end result would be anything but. I whispered as we reached the lobby entrance, "I love you Michael." "I love you too, Mom," he said, in his Darth Vader tone which made me laugh. As we waited in line to get in, I could feel every set of eyes on me. I don't know if that was completely true, but it sure felt that way. Once inside, he explained, "We will do a couple hours of touring first and have dinner before your special surprise." "I have to walk around like this for two hours?" I asked, suddenly mortified. "The surprise is scheduled for nine," He answered. I looked at the clock and saw it was just after 6:30. 'Fuck', I cursed to myself. The next two hours were a whirlwind. I met other geeks, had my picture taken with over fifty fans who wanted a picture with Princess Slut Leia and was propositioned a few times (two younger women dressed in Star Trek gear even offered to take me back to their hotel room). To be honest, all the attention was flattering and by the time Michael said it was time I was ready and willing for as many cocks as he could find me. Michael asked, seeing me get hit on by two very attractive younger women, "Should I invite them along too?" I smiled, "I'm whore Mommy-slut, invite anyone you want." To my surprise, he went over to them and chatted. I don't know what he said, but I could feel a rush of shame and excitement coursing through me. Tonight, I wasn't Betty Lodge, mother of two; no, I was just a no-name three-hole cum slut willing to suck and fuck and eat any body served to me. He returned with a smile on his face, "I have their room number if you decide you want a cunt-cap after your orgy." "You're such a sweetheart," I smiled, both being playful and sincere at the same time. "I know," he nodded, taking my hand and leading me out of the nerd-a-thon and to the elevator. A rush of adrenaline gushed though me as I realized that the gangbang, which I had fantasized about my whole life, was going to happen soon. "Ready, Mommy-slut?" he asked, as the elevator doors closed. I dropped to my knees in front of him and asked, "May I have a quick suck?" "There are cameras watching us," he pointed out. Deciding fuck it, I fished out his cock through the thin fabric and quickly shoved it in my mouth. "Goddddd, you slut," he groaned, as he ran his fingers through my hair. I immediately felt the elevator slowing down, so I allowed his cock to drop out of my mouth, stood up and teased, "You should probably put that thing away, there are cameras in here. He shook his head as he put his dick away just before the elevator came to a stop. He got out and went to room 1217. I followed. I walked in and laughed. "You booked the honeymoon suite?" "I go all out when I set up my Mommy-slut's gangbang," he said, taking off his Darth Vader mask. "So I see," I smiled, going to the chilled champagne and popping the cork. The bottle fizzed when the pop corked and I joked, "A rather premature ejaculation." "You may get a few of those tonight," he laughed. I poured myself a glass and quickly downed it before pouring a second, thinking some liquid courage to loosen me up wouldn't hurt. "We have about ten minutes," he said. "Just enough time to have an appetizer," I purred, dropping to my knees and taking his cock in my mouth. "You really are insatiable," he groaned. I moaned on his cock, bobbing hungrily. "So do you want them to come in you or on you?" he asked, as I sucked. I took his cock out of my mouth, "You're the master." "I think all on you will be hottest," he said, shoving his cock back in my mouth. I moaned on his dick in response, wanting a load of his sweet cum in my mouth. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. He ordered, "Stay," as he put his helmet back on. "Yes, Master," I nodded, as I realized this was really happening. He went to the door and answered it. He asked, "Are you here for the cum bath?" "Yes," two voices said in unison. "Great come in," Michael offered. I watched as two nerds, both looking to be in college and dressed as Mario and Luigi, entered, Michael walked over to me and shoved his dick back in my mouth. He said, "Sorry guys, you're early. Just giving my cum slut an appetizer before the main event." "Holy shit," one said. The other added, "She's even hotter than we could have imagined." The compliments excited me, as did having them watch me suck my son's cock, oblivious to the act of incest they were actually witnessing. I bobbed even faster wanting to put on a show for these two strangers. "That's it cum slut, suck me like the fucking whore you are," Michael said, knowing such dirty talk turns me on. Another knock at the door. "Don't you dare fucking stop," he ordered. I obeyed as I assumed one of the other two went to get the door. "Is this the cum bath?" someone asked, sounding shy. "It is." Someone else said. Michael greeted, "Come on in, I'm just getting the slut's mouth warmed up." "Wow," the guy said. "Wait till you're in one of her three fuck holes," Michael said, clearly enjoying the shock and awe of the nerds watching. I kept bobbing, taking all his big dick in my mouth. "Ready for my load in your mouth, cum slut?" Michael questioned. I moaned on his cock in response, hoping he would deposit his seed down my throat. "Here it comes fuck slut," he grunted and instantly exploded in my mouth. I kept bobbing, milking every drop of his dominant seed. As soon as he pulled out, I purred, looking at the three audience members, and asked, "Who's next?" The guy I hadn't seen yet, dressed exactly like 'Where's Waldo', walked over to me and said, "Find big cock." I laughed and joked, as I rubbed his cock through his pants, "Oh where oh where could it be." He groaned. "Found big dick," I joked, impressed by his already completely hard cock. I pulled his pants and underwear down and quipped, "Free Waldo." The others laughed as I took the decent seven inch cock in my mouth. My son said, "Are you two going to watch or get involved? The slut has two empty holes at the moment." "We can fuck her ass?" one asked. "Sluts have three holes for service and she is definitely a slut," Michael answered, "isn't that right?" I took the cock out of my mouth and nodded, "Yes Master, all three of my fuck holes are available to anyone you give permission to." I then took Waldo's cock back in my mouth. Soon I felt hands on my hips and I asked, "So who wants my cunt and who wants my asshole?" Waldo said, "I'll take that cunt." "Lie down, big boy," I ordered and then straddled his erect flag pole. "Shiiit," he groaned as his cock disappeared inside me. "Now Mario, let's see what is hiding in those trousers of yours," I smiled, pulling the shocked nerd to me. I pulled his sweat-like pants down, tugged his Spiderman underwear without even breaking a smile, and took his five inch fully erect cock in my mouth. "Remember boys, no coming in the slut. You can come on her face, ass or tits," Michael reminded everyone. Another knock at the door. I ignored it as I rode one cock while sucking on another, oddly wishing the other guy would shove his cock in my ass. "Hi boys," Michael greeted, implying more than one. "It's already started," someone else said. "Still one open hole," Michael declared, as I heard a couple of voices. "Dibs," someone said, and I hoped my ass would soon be filled. "Rock, paper, scissors," another said, which made me almost laugh...the idea they were playing rock, paper, scissors over who would fuck my ass first. To my surprise, they actually did it as I heard the hand slapping. "Yes," someone said a moment later, just as Mario groaned, pulled out and became the first to shoot his cum on me, spraying all over my face. I moaned, "Mmmmmm, what a big load." "Oh Goddd," he groaned. "Where's your friend?" I asked, a moment later. Sheepishly, Luigi moved over to me. I asked, "Do you want me to suck your cock?" "Yes, ma'am," he nodded, as I felt hands on my hips. "Ready to have a cock in your ass, slut?" someone said from behind. I turned around to see a guy dressed as Austin Powers, right down to the bad teeth. "Shove it in my asshole," I offered, as I stopped riding the cock in my cunt and pulled down the pants of Luigi. "Oh myyyyyyyyyy," I said, as I stared at a big nine inch cock just as my ass was filled. "Fucking tight," he grunted, just as I leaned forward slightly and took the big cock in my mouth. I was being triple-teamed! Another fantasy coming true. Although it was difficult to get into any sort of rhythm at first, I was soon taking both cocks deep inside me while also bobbing forward to serve the cock in my mouth. Another knock at the door. A moment later, I had a cock in each hand, suddenly servicing five cocks at once, something even I had never fathomed as a possibility. It was exhilarating to please so many at once as I moved in all directions. Michael reminded the new guests, "Remember you can fuck any of her three fuck holes, but only come on her." "As you wish," the guy in my ass said, pulling out and immediately spraying cum on my back side. "My turn," someone said, as whoever I was just stroking with my right hand moved behind me and soon I had another cock in my ass. Seconds later Luigi pulled out, and I got my second facial of the evening, and did this kid cum buckets, as he coated my face unlike any facial I had ever received before. As soon as he moved away, a much smaller cock replaced it and I was again triple filled, while I still stroked one other cock. "Shit, what a mouth," someone dressed in all green groaned. "Ride me, slut," the forgotten Waldo demanded. I again tried to get in the rhythm as three cocks pumped in and out of me. After a couple more minutes, there was another knock at the door. "I want to come on her face," someone said from behind me, as he pulled out of my ass. The guy in my mouth pulled out too and I was soon being coated with not one, but two loads of cum. I opened my mouth wide, wanting to get at least a taste of cum. My face, now with four loads on it, made me feel excessively slutty. Wanting to change positions, I stood up, got on my back on the bed and said, "Waldo, come and find my pussy." He got off the floor, moved between my legs, grabbed my ankles and slammed into me. "Oh yes, find my orgasm," I moaned, the triple penetration feeling amazing, but not allowing me to get off due to the awkward lack of flow. He fucked me hard, likely in a similar position as me in regards to a desperate need to finally come. With no cock in my mouth, I could finally see everyone who was there. At least ten guys in a variety of costumes, including the gold robot guy from Star Wars who was now playing with my breasts incredibly awkwardly. In a regular position and fucking hard, my orgasm quickly rising. "Pound my cunt," I begged. "Oh God," Waldo groaned, slamming into me hard. "Oh yessssss," I screamed, a moment later as my orgasm finally hit. Seconds later, he pulled out and his cum rocketed onto my belly and tits. It wasn't ten seconds later when the robot guy flipped me onto my side and slid his cock in my ass. Another large guy I hadn't seen yet, dressed in a Yoda outfit, moved onto the bed and moved his flaccid cock to my face. Although the position was awkward, and he was somewhat disgusting, I took his cock in my mouth. The guy in my ass roughly pounded me, while I struggled to suck the cock growing in my mouth. Eventually, the robot guy pulled out, flipped me back onto my back and coated my tits with his cum. "Come sit on my cock," demanded a guy who was actually just naked, no costume at all, and very handsome. I got off the bed, moved to him and, facing his feet, lowered myself onto him. He surprised me at the last second as he repositioned his cock while I lowered myself, taking his cock all in my ass. "Ohhhhhh," I moaned, "you bad boooooy." I began riding his cock, liking the position and control. After a couple of minutes, someone said, "Let's dp her." I moved my feet onto the naked guy's strong legs, spread myself wide and offered my open cunt to whoever wanted it. A guy in a Lone Ranger outfit with a mask moved between my legs and moved his long thin dick to my cunt. "Fuck me, masked boy," I smiled, wanting to try getting double penetrated in this more challenging position. As he slid his cock into me, the other cock still buried completely in my ass, I began bucking back and forth fucking his cock while keeping the other lodged deep in my back door. The sensation of having a dick buried in my ass while I grinded myself on it, simultaneously getting my pussy pounded, caused my second orgasm to hit me hard. "Ohhhhhh fuck!" I screamed, leaning back onto my mysterious stranger. The Lone Ranger kept fucking me and like most of the guys there he had a quick trigger and shot his load up in the air, hitting my belly, tits and neck. "Keep riding," the guy in my ass demanded and I did, even as the last tremors of my second orgasm rippled through me. A couple of minutes of fucking him, and he lifted me up, positioned me on his cock and began fucking me, now in my cunt, while he held me up. I screamed, as his cock filled my cunt, the unique position creating a unique pleasure, "Fuck, yes." He somehow fucked me while holding me and my third orgasm immediately began building. I wrapped my legs around him and literally enjoyed the ride until he put me back on the chair and shoved his cock in my mouth. The fucker, I realized, had been in all three of my holes. He roughly fucked my face until he pulled out and spewed his cum on my face. I could continue to give details of the next hour, but instead I'll list them: -I was triple teamed once more -I was a rocking horse, fucking one guy while simultaneously sucking another -I was tit fucked -I was fisted, which almost made me pass out -and I had so many orgasms, I literally couldn't tell you how many... Then I was finished off by being on my knees going from cock to cock until the eight remaining guys all did a circle jerk, coming all over me. I was literally drenched in cum. My hair, my face, my tits, my ass, my back, and my nylon-clad legs were all sticky and white. Once they were all gone, Michael asked, "So?" "I've never been so exhausted in my life," I answered, lying on the ground. "Was it all you imagined?" he asked. "And more," I nodded, before adding, "although I'm not sure I could do this too often." "I'm happy you enjoyed it," he said, "but I have to admit I was a bit jealous of all these guys fucking you." "Really?" I asked. "Yes, you're my pet Mommy," he said. "And always I'll be," I promised, crawling to him and taking his flaccid cock in my mouth...knowing that I loved my son as a son, a lover and a Master. The end Coming one day...maybe: Pet Mommy: Road Trip A cross country drive gives the son and daughter lots of opportunity to play. Pet Mommy: Seductions Pet Mommy has to finish the seduction of Frederick's Mom. Pet Mommy: The Mile High Club Pet Mommy and son join the mile high club.