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Mamma Billie's Bitch Pt. 01

By: ilovemymommy



"Who's that?" My grandmother shouted, not trusting a four AM knock at her kitchen door.

"Mamma Billie it's me, it's JJ."

The kitchen light went on and the door opened and there was Mamma Billie, bleary-eyed in her red terrycloth robe and her famous pink fluff slippers. She wasn't happy. "JJ getcher ass in here. Whatd'ya doin' knockin' on my door at this time a night? You fuckin' crazy?" She shut the door behind me and her mood softened a bit as she looked me over. I had been crying and I was as scared as I've ever been in my life. I guess it showed. "Sit down JJ." She said, pulling a chair out from the kitchen table and sitting in the one next to it. "Whatsa matter?"

"Oh Mamma, I'm in big trouble, I done something really bad and I don't know what to do." I shook my head and looked everywhere except at Mamma Billie.

"Well don't keep me in suspense," she said, "what the hell happened?"

"I shot Roy Mamma -I shot him dead."

"What?"

"He was all fucked up and he came over looking for my mom, but she wasn't home. I told him she wasn't there but he didn't believe me and he was hollering and threating me. He got so worked up he busted in the door of the trailer and I shot him through the neck with my riffle. He bled to death in the kitchen."

Mamma Billie took all this in without showing any reaction. "Did anyone see?" She asked after a moment. "Were there any neighbors around?"

"Gillins was home, but they don't poke their nose in anyone's business. They sure wouldn't think nothing of hearing a gunshot. Only other trailer near ours is aunt Wendy's, but she's hardly there anymore."

"So what'd you do after you shot him?" She asked.

"Wrapped him up in my old tent," I said, "dragged his ass to the back of my truck and then mopped up all the blood."

"You get it all?"

"Shit yeah, mopped it three times an' then swiffered it too. I was so scared Mamma, I didn't know what to do, but then I remembered how you always said that if grandpa ever showed up again how you'd shoot him inna head an' dump his body down the abandoned mine in Karsh Hollow." I looked at her. "I'm sorry Mamma Billie, I know this aint your problem, but I didn't know where else to go."

"Is his truck still at your place?"

"Yeah."

"Are his keys in it?"

"They must be, they weren't in his pockets."

"Alright," Mamma Billie said, "listen up. Yer lookin' at 25 to life for this JJ, yer in some deep shit. You bring this mess to my doorstep at four in the morning an' you want me to help, well if I help you I'm looking at eight years as an accessory. Family's one thing, but risking eight years in the pen is another..."

"Please Mamma Billie..."

She held up her hand. "I'm gonna help you JJ, but I jus' want you to understand that I aint doin' it out of the goodness of my heart. If I get you outta this, yer ass belongs to me, understand?"

"Mamma Billie you know I'd do anything for you."

"We'll see." She said. "There's a half a joint in that ash tray on the counter, you smoke on that while I get dressed. Yer gonna need some weed in you for what we gotta do today."

We made it down to Karsh Hollow just before dawn and used the wheelbarrow to haul Roy's ass down into the abandoned mine. The local kids had the fence all tore up, so it wasn't hard getting through. About a quarter mile into the mine, Mamma Billie's flashlight hit a yellow gate with a big warning sign on it. She yanked the gate open and pointed her flashlight down into the darkness. "Four miles." She said. "Straight down. Been flooded down there since the eighties. They'd dynamite this whole network before anyone would go pokin' around down there. So dump that sacka shit and lets get outta here."

I upended the wheelbarrow and Roy's body, still wrapped in my tent, slipped out into the dark. I didn't hear him hit the water.

The rest of the day was spent losing Roy's truck. She drove it out of town and I followed her all the way to a black ghetto outside of DC -a five hour ride on the back roads we took. Mamma Billie left Roy's truck in front of a housing project with the window half open and the keys on the front seat. We drove home on the interstate.

When we finally made it back to West Virginia we stopped for dinner at an almost empty Cracker Barrel. We sat in a booth in the corner and talked over who was going to miss Roy first. "The hard part's over." Mamma Billie said. "By the time anyone suspects anything, no one's gonna remember his truck being in front of yer mom's trailer last night. Most people can't remember what they had for breakfast a day ago."

"Thank you so much for helping me Mamma, I don't know what I'da done without you." I said. "I owe you big."

"Nah," Mamma Billie said, "it's deeper than that JJ. We tied together now, an' it's a bond deeper than blood. It's crime and sin and family and loyalty, all wrapped up in a secret that only you and me share. I didn't risk my freedom for nothin' JJ, ya understand? I got my hands dirty dragging yer ass outta this shit. You'da got caught if it weren't for me, so every second you aint in jail is a second you owe to yer Mamma Billie. Yer gonna find out what that means real soon."

Mamma Billie's words scared me a little, but they were also strangely comforting. That night had been the lowest, most desperate night of my life and she'd taken me out of it. She knew exactly what to do, and she wasn't shocked or scared. I was glad we were together. We stopped at uncle Charlie's to pick up a bag of crank on the way back to her house.

It was after nine when we got in and Mamma Billie turned out all the lights in the house and told me to come to her room. It was a strange situation, me and Mamma Billie alone together in her room, but I liked it. I felt closer to her than I ever had in my life.

She threw a bag of weed and some papers on the bed and told me to roll up a joint while she went into the bathroom to change and take a piss. "Go ahead and light it up." She called out while her piss was hitting the water. "I'll be out in a minute."

I took a couple of hits, thinking about the day's events and how nobody knew I was there, getting high in my grandmother's bedroom. She came out in her terrycloth robe and sat in her easy chair. She clicked on the old TV she kept on her dresser and turned the volume all the way down. Her robe was tied loosely and when she moved I could see one of her tits. Mamma Billie was young for a grandma, she was only in her mid-fifties. She didn't have an hourglass figure or anything, but I'd always thought she was good-looking. She had wide hips and big tits that sagged a bit but had a nice roundness to them. Her extra weight was carried in a round belly that protruded out almost as far as her tits. Mamma Billie wasn't shy about wearing clothes that showed off her figure.

She took the joint and hit it, and then got out her pipe and put some of the crank in it. She offered it to me, but I said I'd stick with the herb. By the time I finished the joint I was high as hell, and Mamma Billie must've been even higher. "Mamma, you mind if I crash on your couch tonight?" I asked. "I don't wanna drive home all fucked up."

"You aint goin' home JJ, and you sure as hell aint sleeping on the couch neither. You gonna be sleeping in Mamma Billie's bed from now on."

She was half-smiling, and I thought she was joking. "Whatsa matter Mamma, you lonesome?" I asked, playing along.

"Every good man in the county is either in jail or on the run." Mamma Billie said. "That makes you one hell of a catch JJ." Her legs were opening a bit as she spoke.

"Aw hell Mamma, we're blood." I said. "It's a sin."

"Well so's murder but we crossed that line too huh? I don't believe any a' that Jesus talk an' I know you don't either. You needed somethin' from me an' I gave it to you, now Mamma needs somethin' from you. Mamma needs her cunt licked." She took a big hit off her meth pipe and opened her legs wide, grinning at me.

I had a girlfriend in high school who wanted me to do that to her once, but she said I couldn't do it right and we never tried again. "Listen, Billie..."

"Call me Mamma Billie, I earned it." She said.

"Mamma Billie, I guess if you really want me to fuck you I will, but umm... Eating pussy..."

"I wasn't asking for any favors, I was tellin' you what to do." She reached down and spread her pussy lips, opening a pink gash in her ample bush. "Best way to do it is on yer knees."

"Aww shit. Are you serious?"

"Does it look like I'm kidding?"

I realized how high I was at that moment. I was thinking of all the reasons that I shouldn't do it, but they seemed insignificant. They all had to do with people and things that were outside of the room I was in with my horny, tweaked-out grandma. It was just the two of us in that room, and we already had one deep dark secret between us. She wanted me to eat out her pussy, and I knew I must be high because at that moment I wanted to do it too.

I got on my knees and got up close to the cunt that gave birth to my mother. I put a thumb on each meaty lip and opened it up, releasing a sweet, dank odor. Mamma Billie's fat clit popped out like the head of a tiny dick. I shut my eyes and started licking on it, hard. Mamma Billie smacked the top of my head.

"Don't just go right for the clit! What kinda fuckin' technique is that?"

I started laughing. I felt like I was in a dream or a movie or something. I looked at her and saw that she'd let her robe open, exposing her big belly and round titties. "What do you want me to do then?"

"Little licks down here," she said, pointing, "and around here and here. Not too hard, kiss it like you were frenching a pretty girl's pretty little mouth." I got to work doing what she said while she loaded her pipe and took another hit. "Hmmm, that's better." She said. "Work yer way up to th'clit like a good boy."

When I'm stoned I go into a time warp, so I have no idea how long I was down there, but it seemed like a long time. Mamma Billie eventually put her hand on my head and started moving her hips. I noticed the taste was changing, getting stronger while her cunt got more and more wet. I lapped up my grandmother's juices with my eyes closed. All I wanted was to please her, and drink more of her cum.

"Okay, now you can go up the side of the clit here, and then down the other side and then back again. Do it slow, four or five times and then push down with yer tongue, and keep the pressure on it."

I looked up at her belly and titties. Her pink nipples were standing straight up. I looked at her face and saw that her cheeks were bright red. I went back to work, following her instructions. She started moaning a bit and holding my head in place, grinding on my face. I could feel that she was close to a climax, but she stopped and pushed my head away. She reached over to her dresser and opened the top drawer. She pulled out a black thing that was shaped like a mini Christmas tree.

"What's that?" I asked.

"Jesus, you are cherry huh? You never seen a butt-plug before?" She laughed and scooted forward in her chair. She stuck two fingers up her snatch and scooped out some sticky juices which she smeared onto her asshole. She did it again, smiling at me. She stuck the butt-plug up her cunt and twisted it around a couple of times and then took it out and held it in front of my face. "Isn't that beautiful?" She asked.

"Shiny." I said.

She put the tip up to her asshole and I watched as the whole thing went up inside of her. She stayed at the edge of the chair and put the base of the butt-plug on the wood part in front of the cushion. She pointed. "More cuntlick." She said.

I started lapping up her cunt, going up, around and down on her clit with my tongue. Mamma Billie was into it now, moaning louder and rocking her hips. She had both hands on my head and she grabbed ahold of my hair.

"Oh," she said, "right there! Again, keep doing that!" I kept going as she shuddered and shook and then the geyser hit me. I pulled back, surprised, but Mamma Billie held my head in place. It was four or five big squirts, and most of it went into my mouth. Mamma Billie was laughing and shivering.

She finally let go of my hair, and pulled the butt-plug out. She put it on the armrest of her chair and sat back, smiling. "Yer a good lil' cuntlicker JJ, I might just keep you around."

I sat at her feet, close to her dripping cunt, and smiled back at her. "I didn't think I'd like it but it turned me on. I heard some women could squirt."

"All women can, but most don't." She reached for her pipe and put some crank chunks in it. "So you like licking yer old grandma's cunt?"

"Yeah Mamma Billie, and you know I'm ready to go if you wanna fuck."

"I don't let just anyone stick their cock in me." She held the lighter to the bowl and took a hit. "You gotta earn that right."

"How do I do that?"

She put the pipe and lighter down and looked at me as she exhaled. "You could start by cleaning my toy." She glanced at the butt-plug.

"Ok," I said, "just soap and water?"

She took the butt-plug in one hand and my hair in the other. I realized what she was about to do right as she shoved the butt-plug into my mouth. "That's right, clean it up." She pushed on the base and moved the tip all around the inside of my mouth. She was laughing. She let go of my hair and the butt-plug and sat back "I could snap my fingers and put you in jail for life." She said. "Yer my lil' bitch-boy now, huh?"

I took the butt-plug out of my mouth, catching the smell of it as I frowned at my grandmother. "What are you talking about, I thought you said we were in it together. I thought you said you'd get time for helping me."

"I didn't help you, and who would believe you if you said I did? I'm a goddamn grandma, and anyway, there's no evidence that ties me to it. It's a round from yer rifle that's in Roy's neck if they ever find his body. If they look in yer mom's trailer they'll sure as shit find flecks of blood, it don't matter how many times you swiffered. Nah, you belong to me, I can do whatever I want with ya."

I shook my head, stunned at her words. Finally I thought of what to say. "You don't have to threaten me Mamma. I'd do anything you wanted anyway."

She seemed surprised but tried to hide it. "Good," she said, "yer my lil' bitch-boy, huh? Say it."

"I... I guess I am if you want me to be." I said.

"Nah, you have to say it."

"I'm your little bitch-boy." I said.

"Don't worry JJ, it aint such a bad job. Maybe when yer finished cleaning my toy I'll let you suck on my titties. I seen you looking at 'em." She held her tits up, inviting me to look. "You'd like that huh?"

"Yeah." I said.

I looked at her sitting in her easy chair. She looked like a queen on a throne. I was at her feet, and it was the only place I wanted to be. I stuck her butt-plug back in my mouth and she laughed.

Mamma Billie's Bitch Pt. 02



"What the hell do you mean you're moving in with Mamma?" My mom was standing in front of the front door, high on Zanex, talking like she was somewhere deep inside of herself, controlling her body like a puppet.

"I'm moving in with Mamma Billie." I said again. "It's no big deal, it's just for a little while."

"But why?"

"It's just what I want to do." I said. "I'm 20 years old, I can do what I want."

"Yeah, but why the hell would she let you?" My mom asked. "Does she have you wrapped up in one of her schemes? You know you gotta watch your ass with her, she don't care about nobody but herself."

"That's not true."

"You don't know her like I know her." She said. "If you think you can live with a psycho crazy-tits nutjob, be my guest."

"I know I can." I said. "I've had lots of practice."

"Well fuck you too." She said. "Did Roy come by here th'other day? His dumbass shift-manager called looking for him."

"No, I haven't seen him." I said. I picked up my pack and waited for her to move.

She gave up arguing and got out of my way. "That woman is not to be trusted JJ."

"Bye mom." I said.

When I got back to Mamma Billie's she was drinking beer with uncle Charlie in the living room. It was dark in there, and the only light was coming from the TV, playing QVC. They were dividing up pills on the coffee table. "Boner pills." Mamma Billie said. "Viagra or some shit..."

"Cialis." Uncle Charlie said. "S'better n' Viagra. You want some JJ? It's five dollars each, family prices."

"No, nu-huh." Mamma Billie said. "You aint takin' no boner pills while yer in this house, I'll tell ya that."

"He stayin' here now?" Uncle Charlie asked her.

"Yup," she said. She looked at me like she was proud of herself. "Why'n'cha put yer pack down in my room and clear out these empty beer cans?"

"Okay," I said, "but I can't stay long." I went down the short hall and tossed my pack near Mamma Billie's easy chair. "I gotta get to work by nine, they got me on the late shift." I said as I came back to the dark living room.

"You still working at the Costco down Route 22?" Charlie asked.

I picked up as many of the empties as I could carry. "Yeah," I said, dumping them in the trash in the kitchen.

"Dump these ashtrays in here too." Mamma Billie said. "And bring me the phone."

I got the phone from its base in the kitchen and handed it to her as I picked up more cans. "What'r they payin' you down there?" Uncle Charlie asked while I went back to the kitchen. His words drowned out whatever Mamma Billie was saying on the phone.

"I'm up to ten an hour." I said coming back for the ashtrays.

"That's not bad." He said. "Hold up, there's a roach in there." I waited while he fished it out.

"I'd like to speak to a manager." Mamma Billie said into the phone. "It is? Oh good, I'm calling about JJ Carter... Yeah, he wont be coming in tonight... No he aint sick, he's quitting..."

"Mamma Billie!" I yelled.

She held up her hand. "What's that? No... No you aint ever gonna see him again. You can take yer ten dollars an hour an' shove it up yer ass... Uh-huh. Fuck you." She pushed the button to disconnect the call and smiled at me. "Looks like yer schedule's a little freer now." She said.

"That was a good job!" I shouted.

"Well you got a new one." She said, glancing down between her legs. I looked at uncle Charlie to see if he'd noticed, but he seemed too buzzed to pick it up. "Besides," Mamma Billie said, "you should be on social security. You had all that trouble in high school right? That's documented evidence of a mental disorder. You should use that JJ."

"Aww fuck." I said.

"Clean out them ashtrays an' get me an' yer uncle some fresh beers. We're almost finished here."

"Oh Christ." I said.

"Y'oughta be thankin' me." She said as I dumped the ashtrays and fetched the beers from the fridge. "Would you rather work for a livin' or get paid for doin' nuthin'?"

Uncle Charlie laughed.

When Mamma Billie was getting ready to leave, changing in her bedroom, uncle Charlie whispered to me, asking why I was living with Mamma Billie. "I'm just helping her out." I whispered back.

"Well just between us, I'd watch out if I was you." He said. "You know when I was your age she tried to fuck me?"

"What?"

"Yeah, it's true." He whispered. "I had to go live with my dad's folks 'cause she kept on after me. One night she got me so high I almost did it."

"Oh shit." I said.

"Yeah, you better watch yerself now."

Mamma Billie came out of her room wearing skin tight jeans and a sequined black t-shirt, slit down the front to reveal her cleavage. "Me an' yer uncle are goin' down to the Crow to try an' unload some a 'em boner pills." She said. "Do them dishes before I get back. I'll have some more work for you to do then. There's weed in the top drawer of my dresser."

After I was finished with the dishes I smoked a joint and fell asleep on the couch watching TV. At around quarter after 2 the front door slammed open. "Where's that murderer at?" She shouted. "Where's my lil' cuntlicker?" She walked into the living room and pulled her t-shirt off, revealing the purple, lacy bra holding up her titties. "Ya got'cher work cut out for ya tonight bitch-boy! Come on!" She walked toward her room, unhooking her bra as she went.

I stretched and got up off the couch. When I got to he room she was already taking off her jeans. She stepped out of them and turned to face me. She was holding her tits up, offering them to me. "Go ahead and take a look at 'em JJ, I know ya like 'em."

"Last night you said if I cleaned your toy you'd let me suck 'em." I said. "Can I?"

"Maybe," she said, "but I got somethin' else for you t'suck first." She pulled down her panties and stepped out of them. "Be honest JJ, you think any a'yer friends got a grandma hot as me?"

"Hell no Mamma Billie."

"Even with this belly and my wide ass?"

"Those are your best features." I said.

"You aint just sayin' that 'cause yer my bitch boy?"

"Nah," I said, "those are the nicest titties I ever saw."

"You got a sweet lil mouth on ya JJ, too bad I'ma fuck it all up. Get on the bed, on yer back, with yer head here." She said, pointing. I climbed up and got in the position she wanted. She leaned over above me, smiling upside down. "You know that guy Hammerhead, sells oxys down at the Crow?"

"The biker?"

"Yeah, I owed him some money an' I paid it off tonight at the Motor Lodge. Usually that kinda thing bothers me, but tonight it didn't, ya know why?"

"Why?"

"'Cause I knew I had you here, waiting to clean up the mess he made."

"What? What the hell you talking about Mamma?"

"Well it might taste strange at first, but I want you to get used to it." She said, still grinning at me upside down. "Don't be embarrassed JJ, lotsa men like eating creampies." She put her foot on the bed next to my shoulder, placing her cunt right over my face.

"Wait a minute Mamma Billie, I..." She cut me off by lowering her cunt to my mouth and grinding it.

"Yeah JJ, get that tongue working." She said. "Be a good lil licker for yer Mamma."

I started licking her in time to her grinding, and at first it wasn't as bad as I thought. I could smell the cum, along with her strong aroma, but it didn't seem wetter or stickier than usual. Then she groaned and quivered and I felt some of Hammerhead's cum enter my mouth. The taste was familiar, and I remembered how ashamed I'd been after I'd tasted my own cum once. As more fresh cum slid from my grandmother's fuck-hole into my mouth, I knew why I'd been ashamed. I'd been ashamed because I liked the taste.

"Yeah bitch, clean me good, I fucked that fat pig just so you could have a treat."

More and more cum came from deep inside my grandmother and went down my throat. I kept at it, lapping it up like a dog with peanut butter on its tongue. As I was doing my duty I noticed that she'd reached around and started fingering her asshole, which made me lick with more abandon.

Soon, Mamma Billie screamed and squirted, and screamed again. Love juices started to pour out of her, and she directed the flow into my mouth. I used my grandmother's cum to wash down Hammerhead's cum. I tried to keep licking, but she'd had enough. She collapsed onto the bed.

"Fuck, that was just what I needed." She said. "Go fetch me a glass of water and two Tylenols. I'm drunk, I'm gonna have a hangover." I sat up and wiped my face off with my hand. "What are you doin'?" She asked, angry all of a sudden. "Don't wipe that off yer face. If you were a good lil bitch-boy you'd know it was an honor to be glazed with my cunt-juice. Leave it."

I got up shaking my head and went to get her water and pills. When I was in the kitchen the phone rang and Mamma Billie must've answered the extension in her room. I carried the water and pills back and put them on her nightstand. She was still naked, on top of the sheets, listening to whoever was on the other end of the phone.

"Yeah, but I heard all that before..." She said. "Yer the one who said you wanted somethin' different, now that it didn't work out you wanna come running back... Well I'm sorry to hear that but... I'm not gonna come to yer place tonight, no, I don't care how horny y'are. Go pick up some bar trash for all I care... Maybe... Yeah maybe, but not tonight. I gotta go." She disconnected the phone call and sat up to take her pills.

"Who was that?" I asked.

"My old girlfriend." Mamma Billie said. "Guess she got lonely all of a sudden."

"Girlfriend? Mamma Billie, you gay?"

"Sometimes." She said. "I really loved that one. I woulda kept her around forever, but she said she needed dick, can you imagine? I got five different strap-ons, but the dumbass wanted the real thing. That girl might be even hornier than me." She looked at me for a minute and then messed up my hair. "You took that cum like a good lil bitch JJ, I'm proud a'you. You still wanna suck on these titties?" She held them up toward me.

"Hell yeah." I said.

"Ok, but put a sock on yer cock, I don't want'cher jizz all on my bed." She got comfortable and I took off my socks and slipped one of them over my hard cock. I started stroking and sucking. Mamma Billie sighed and put a hand on my head. I didn't take long. We both got under the covers and I slept like a baby, in bed with Mamma Billie for the second night in a row.

The next day was strange. Mamma Billie shook me awake and handed me a plastic cup, telling me to drink. In my half-awake state I sipped some down before I realized it was piss. I spit it out, wide awake, while Mamma Billie laughed. "Go on." She said. "Keep drinking."

"What the fuck?" I yelled. "It's warm!"

"Yeah it's fresh, drink up ya little cuntlicker, drink."

"I'm not drinking that."

"You wanna suck my titties again someday?" She asked.

"Yeah." I said.

"Well that's the price." She said. "One warm cup of piss. Drink up." She stared at me, waiting.

"We have to have a little talk about this arrangement." I said.

"Ok, during breakfast. Now drink." I sniffed it, thinking back to the night before, sucking on her thick nipples while I jacked off. It didn't smell that bad. I drank it down in a couple of gulps. Mamma Billie giggled. "Breakfast'll be ready in a minute." She said. I groaned and put my head back down.

She'd made eggs and fried ham with toast and coffee. She asked me what I wanted to talk about as I sat down. I wasn't sure where to start. "Listen Mamma Billie, you're a freak." I said. "I'm learning that I am to I guess. Maybe it runs in the family 'er somethin', but it's all happening kinda fast."

"Yeah, kinda fast like knockin' on my door at four inna morning 'cause ya need help hidin' a body." She said.

"I know I owe you, okay? I do. I don't mind doing all that freaky shit you like, hell, I like it too, but you made me quit my job. That was a good job..."

"I'll getcha on that social security JJ, don't worry 'bout money. Get a lil from the government every month, sell a lil weed from time to time, hell you'll have plenty 'a money an' plenty of free time to pursue yer true purpose in life." She glanced down at her crotch like she had the other day in front of uncle Charlie.

"And that's another thing." I said. "You were hinting around the other day in front of uncle Charlie! I don't mind doing what you want me to do, but we gotta keep it secret. Hell, people talk, you are my grandmother after all."

"Oh, I understand baby," she said, "you'd be embarrassed if everyone knew you were eating yer grandma's creampies, huh?"

"It's not just that," I said, "I'm pretty sure there's laws against it."

"Just about anything worth doing, there's a law against it." She said. "You gonna eat 'em eggs or just sit there worrying about the law till they get cold?"

I took a forkful of eggs and a sip of coffee. "Just so we understand each other." I said.

"Ok, alright, we'll keep it a secret. A deep, dark family secret, just between us."

"Good." I said.

After breakfast Mamma Billie told me to do the dishes, and while I was doing them I happened to look out the window and I noticed that my truck was gone. I was ready to call the cops, but Mamma Billie told me she'd sold it. "Th'guy came to pick it up this mornin'."

"What? What the fuck Mamma?"

"Hey!" She said. "Don't you raise yer voice at me. Shit, if I need you t'go somewhere you can use my car. Otherwise you stay right here and wait around to service me. This job you got now? It's all day every day, understand? Mamma Billie aint no part-time work."

I shook my head. "I loved that truck." I said.

"I got a good price for it." She said. "Now finish 'em dishes. I'm goin' to the Y for line dancing class and you should be ready when I get back. It's a busy day, yer cousin Mark's comin' over t'pick up some Zani-bars, an he likes to drink Jack Daniels and hang around till all hours. Said he's bringin' his new girlfriend with him, so yer gonna hafta tidy up for company."

When she was gone I sat on the couch, thinking about my truck. Making me quit my job I didn't mind so much, it was kind of a shitty job, hauling boxes around, but the truck was different.

I rolled up a joint, trying to figure out what the truck had meant to me. It had cost a good bit of money, and it was how I got around, but losing the truck was somehow worse than losing money or a means of transportation. As I smoked the joint it came to me. It was like she'd cut off my balls. Mamma Billie selling that truck was exactly like her cutting off my balls. As I finished the joint I realized I was rock hard thinking about it, and I had to laugh at myself.

I was still hard and stoned, and feeling a little paranoid, when Mamma Billie's car pulled up. I tried to adjust so my hard cock wouldn't be noticeable, and I took a casual position on the couch. She came in wearing her pink sweat-suit and purple running shoes.

"Woo!" She said. "I need a shower. I been boot-scootin' my ass all over the gymnasium. Worked up a sweat! Come on, I need yer mouth." She walked to her room and I followed. "Alright JJ, yer a pretty good lil cuntlicker, but I wanna see if yer versatile." She said.

She unzipped the front of her sweat-suit, showing that she wasn't wearing anything underneath. Her nipples were huge, and her belly was shiny with sweat. She hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her sweat pants and pulled them down. She wasn't wearing any panties.

She pointed to a spot on the floor, next to the bed. "Kneel here." She said. I did as I was told while Mamma Billie adjusted the pillows. She stood in front of me, facing away, and pulled her ass cheeks apart. "I must stink!" She said. "I was gettin' turnt on at the Y 'cause every time I felt sweat run down the crack a' my ass, I thought of you. Get in close and get a good whiff. Don't be shy."

I leaned in and sniffed. There was a BO smell, and I could smell her cunt, and a faint trace of the other. "Well, whatd'ya think?" She asked. "Do ya like it or not?"

I sniffed again. "Yeah," I said, "I like it."

"Good." She said. She leaned over the edge of the bed and took a wider stance. Her asshole was right in front of my mouth. "There's yer lunch bitch, start eatin'" She said.

I put my hands on Mamma Billie's ass cheeks and pulled them apart. The odor intensified, and I was shocked at myself for actually wanting to do it. I attacked her open asshole with my tongue, plunging it in and licking upward a few times, and then going in and out, tongue-fucking my grandmother's sweaty, sticky, sphincter. I took a moment to give her little licks around the perimeter, and then went right back to the center, pressing my tongue as deep as it would go into Mamma Billie's now-gaping butthole.

"Aww, yeah!" She groaned. "You really do like it, huh?"

I took a moment to say yes, and then I put my tongue back to its rightful place, up my grandmother's ass. I was in a daze, feeling like I might jizz in my pants when Mamma Billie told me to stop for a second.

She went to her dresser and opened a drawer and took out a back massager like my mom had. She plugged it into the outlet by the bed. It had a rubbery ball on one end, and when she flipped it on it was loud. She placed it on the bed and looked at me. "You wanna jack off while you do it?"

"Yeah."

"Sock." She said.

I quickly pulled a sock off my foot and opened the front of my pants. I got the sock in place as she got in position, lowering the top of her cunt onto the vibrating massager ball. I opened her ass with one hand while I stroked carefully with the other. I didn't want to cum too quick.

I plunged my tongue up Mamma Billie's asshole, and she called out in pleasure as I went deep. She started rocking her hips, grinding on the massager as I rimmed her. Soon she was convulsing and I felt the wetness as she squirted. I made a cup with my hand and caught as much as I could as my tongue brought my grandmother to a long series of orgasmic quakes and squirts.

When she was finished I brought her juice up to my lips and came as I drank it.

Mamma Billie stood up and switched the massager off. She sat on the edge of the bed and laughed at me, there on my knees, face glistening, cock in hand, covered with a sock. "You ever think you'd do somethin' like that?" She asked.

"Hell no." I said.

"But you loved it, huh?"

"Yes." I said.

"Well whatd'ya say when yer Mamma Billie gives you a treat?"

"Thanks Mamma."

"Maybe if yer good I'll have some more work for you later. In the meantime, open yer mouth." She stood up and looked down at me smiling. I opened my mouth and she spit right into it. "That's for you." She said. "Whatd'you say?"

I swallowed. "Thanks Mamma Billie." I said.

"Yer welcome, now go sweep off the patio, we got company tonight."



Mamma Billie's Bitch Pt. 03



Cousin Mark was six years older than me, but it was a long six years because he'd done four in county lockup. I'd always been half impressed with him and half scared of him.

Mamma Billie had me make spaghetti with meat sauce and garlic bread for the guests. I was getting the meat cooked when cousin Mark and his new girlfriend came up the driveway in his truck. A guy on a motorcycle with a girl riding on the back rolled up behind them. Cousin Mark's girlfriend looked like she was a few years older than him, she was a blonde in a purple leather jacket. The other couple looked like bikers, all in leather and denim and wearing black boots.

"Hey JJ, what are you doin' here?" Cousin Mark asked as he opened the kitchen door.

"I'm staying with Mamma Billie for awhile." I said, stirring the meat.

"Your mom throw you out?"

"Nah," I said, "I'm just helping Mamma Billie keep this place up."

"Shit, she got you cookin'? You better watch out or she'll put you in an apron!" He laughed and gestured to his friends. "This my new piece, Debra, and this is Chooch and Kenzie."

"Hey," I said, nodding at the surly bunch, "Mamma's out back on the patio, smokin'."

Cousin Mark slapped my shoulder and led the pack out to the patio. I put the spaghetti into the boiling water and checked the garlic bread to make sure it wasn't burning. "Hey!" Mamma Billie yelled. "Bring out some glasses!"

I brought five glasses out to the patio. They were sitting around the table, and Mamma Billie was counting out Zani-bars. "60 dollars for ten, or 100 dollars for twenty." She was saying.

Of course cousin Mark wanted to buy fifteen for 75 dollars, and they were dickering about it for a while. Chooch finally stepped in and said he'd throw in the extra 25 dollars. "Bring us the big bottle of Jack that's on top of the fridge." Mamma Billie told me as Mark and Chooch counted money and pills.

I brought the bottle out as Mark and Chooch and Kenzie were taking the pills. Debra had moved next to Mamma Billie and she was hitting Mamma's glass pipe, smoking crank. Mamma took the bottle from me and poured drinks.

Mark was looking at me, and I could tell he was trying to figure out what I was doing there. "Get the weed outta my dresser and roll us up some joints." Mamma Billie said.

"Ok," I said, "I gotta check on the garlic bread first."

"Do what the fuck I say an' don't talk back." She said.

"But..."

She raised an eyebrow at me and I stopped talking. I felt my face go red as everyone watched my reaction. Debra let out a little giggle. I turned and walked toward Mamma Billie's bedroom.

I sat in the living room and started rolling joints. By the time I'd finished rolling three joints, I could smell the garlic bread burning. Good, I thought, that's what you get. I went to the patio and tossed the joints on the table. Mark was in the middle of a story, but he stopped talking and looked at me. "Dinner will be ready in a minute." I said.

As I finished getting the meal ready I kept thinking about how Mamma Billie was treating me like I was a woman and she was a man. She was ordering me around like I was her wife or something. I brought the food out as everyone was laughing at something cousin Mark said.

"Get the pitcher of iced tea and some more glasses." Mamma Billie said, still laughing.

"You better do it quick," Mark said, "or she'll take away your X-Box privileges."

They all laughed as I went to get the iced tea. Everyone put some pasta on their plates, but Chooch was the only one really eating. His girlfriend Kenzie was nodding off and Mark was pounding Jack Daniels. Debra was trying to make small-talk in her tweaked out way, and everything was okay until Mamma Billie noticed the garlic bread. "JJ goddamn it, how're we supposed to eat this?" She held up a particularly burnt piece of garlic bread.

Debra shut her motor-mouth and smirked at me. Mark and Chooch looked to see how I'd react. The only person not looking at me was Kenzie, who'd fallen asleep with her head on the table next to her uneaten spaghetti. "Sorry about that." I said.

Mamma Billie hurled the burnt bread at me and it bounced off my head. Everyone laughed. I acted like I didn't care and took a big bite of spaghetti.

"Make yerself useful an' drag this passed-out slut to the couch." Mamma Billie told me.

I put my fork down and went over and shook her, but she didn't wake up. "She's in lala land," Chooch said, "you're gonna hafta carry her ass."

She wasn't very big, so I put one of her arms around my shoulder and lifted her up. "Wait," cousin Mark said, "bring her over here, I wanna show Mamma Billie somethin'." I brought the unconscious girl over and Mark hauled her top up, exposing her tits. "Check out Debra's work," Mark said, "Chooch had her do it last month."

I looked and saw that both of the girl's nipples were pierced and had hoops through them. "You do piercings?" Mamma Billie asked Debra.

"Yeah, I keep my piercing kit with me wherever I go." Debra said.

Mamma Billie reached over and tugged on one of Kenzie's hoops. The girl stirred. "That'll make her horny as hell if you do that." Chooch said.

"The cool thing about nipple piercings is they keep your nipples hard all the time." Debra said. "Her titty-tips are in a constant state of arousal now. We're gonna do her clit next week."

"See Mamma?" Mark said. "I told you my girl was kinky."

It seemed like they were done messing with Kenzie's tits, and she was getting heavy, so I carried her into the house and dumped her on the couch.

When I came back out Debra was sitting on Mark's lap, whispering to him. Mamma Billie was eating big bites of spaghetti. Mark laughed at something Debra whispered as I sat down. He looked at me while I ate. "I think it's real nice, you stayin' here an' helping Mamma Billie out." He said to me. "You got a good thing going, free room and board, and all you gotta do is a little cooking and cleaning.

I noticed Debra smiled when he said the word 'cleaning.'

"Oh he might not be a good cook," Mamma Billie said, "but he's a real good cleaner, aren't you JJ?"

I shrugged.

"Quit eatin' for a second and come sit on my lap." Mamma Billie said. Chooch stopped eating and everyone stared at me. I didn't know what to do. "Aw come on, don't be shy in front'a yer cousin. Come on ever here an' give yer Mamma some sugar."

"Shit Mamma Billie, quit fooling around." I said.

"JJ git'cher ass over here, before I tell 'em a story that'll really embarrass you."

"You really want me to sit on your lap?" I asked.

"I wanna show our guests how sweet you can be to yer ol' grandma. I wanna show 'em how you belong to Mamma now."

I laughed like it was a joke and stood. As I walked over I realized that there was no way I could sit on her lap and still give the impression that it was a joke or a game. The look on Mamma Billie's face told me I'd better do it.

She pushed her chair back to make room for me and I sat on her lap. I put an arm around her shoulder and looked nervously at the other people at the table. Chooch looked high and sleepy, but Mark and Debra were smiling at me like they knew everything.

"This is a beautiful Carter-family moment." Mark said. He pulled out his phone and held it up to take a picture. "Smile." He said. Mamma Billie had a wicked grin on her face. I'm not sure how I looked. Probably nervous.

"When my baby-girl had this one, I just knew he was somethin' special." Mamma Billie said. "And now, all these years later, he's my special cleaner, livin' here an' takin' care of his Mamma. That's what family's for, right?"

Debra and Mark nodded. "Hell, you raised up three kids on your own." Mark said. "You deserve it."

"Yeah," Debra said, "there's plenty of men who never took care of nobody an' they got wives or girlfriends waiting on them hand an' foot, givin' 'em all the sex they want and keeping house for 'em too. Why shouldn't a woman have the same thing?"

"A woman can have the same thing." Mamma Billie said. "Me an' JJ are proof of it."

"You're really takin' one for the team JJ." Cousin Mark said to me.

"No he aint." Mamma Billie said. "He likes takin' care of his Mamma, don't you JJ?"

I shrugged. I think I was probably bright red.

"Yeah, he likes it. Here I'll show ya." Mamma Billie stuck her hand down the front of her black sweatpants. "I'm gettin' you some desert." She said. she brought two sticky fingers up to my face. "Show 'em how much ya like being my lil bitch JJ." Mark and Debra laughed as she stuck the two fingers, wet with her cunt-juice, into my mouth. "Suck it all off." She said.

"Would you do that for me baby?" Debra asked Mark.

"Hell no. You're my bitch," Mark said, "not the other way around."

"Aww that's nuthin'," Mamma Billie said, "the real treat's back here." She reached her wet fingers behind her, down the back of her pants. It was obvious that she'd rammed the two fingers up her ass. She rocked back and forth in her chair and then held the fingers up in front of my face. "Smell that." Mamma Billie told me. I sniffed and could smell that she'd had her fingers all the way up her asshole. "You wanna clean 'em off?" She asked me.

I kept my head down. "Yeah." I said.

She held her fingers back like she wasn't going to let me suck them. "Don't tell me, tell them." She said. "Tell them what you wanna do."

I looked at Mark and Debra staring at me and Mamma, half amazed, half disgusted. Chooch was texting someone. "I wanna suck Mamma's fingers." I said with a tremble in my voice.

"What's the magic word?" Mamma asked.

"Please." I said. She jammed her two fingers in my mouth and I closed my eyes and sucked at them, enjoying the taste. I heard clicking, and when I opened my eyes I saw Mark taking more pictures.

"I hate to interrupt some shit like this," Chooch said to cousin Mark, "but if you still wanna do that thing, we gotta go, like now."

"He's there?" Mark asked.

"Yep, I dunno for how long though."

"Mamma Billie, you mind keeping Debra and Kenzie company for a minute while me an' Chooch run a errand?"

Mamma Billie and Debra shared a look. "Yeah, that's fine," Mamma Billie said, "you boys run along now. Me an' Debra are gonna go inside an' load up my pipe while JJ cleans up."

Cousin Mark and Chooch left in Mark's truck, and Mamma Billie and Debra went to the living room. They were whispering to each other and passing the pipe back and forth while I brought in the leftovers and dishes.

"JJ come in here a minute." Mamma Billie called out. Mamma was on the love seat and Debra was next to her, sitting on the couch at Kenzie's feet. "Debra wants to see what yer pecker looks like." Mamma Billie said.

"What? Why?" I asked.

"JJ, don't be stupid, just show her yer pecker."

Debra looked amused as I undid my belt buckle and pants. I pulled my shorts down and let my cock flop out. I was still a bit chubby from sucking cunt juice off my grandma's fingers. "Whyn'cha just take yer pants all the way off? You can clean without 'em." Mamma said.

"You serious? What if cousin Mark and Chooch come back?" I asked.

"It aint nothin' they haven't seen before. Now don't be a baby, take yer pants off. It tickles me to see you doing housework bare-assed."

"Aw, come on Mamma!"

"You gonna honestly say ya don't want to when yer cock's stickin' straight out like that?"

"Fine," I said. I kicked off my sneakers and pulled my pants down and stepped out of them. "There. Happy?"

"I will be when you fold 'em pants an' put 'em away." She said. "You weren't raised in a fuckin' barn."

Debra laughed as I took my pants into my grandma's bedroom. When I walked through the living room to get back to the kitchen, Debra and Mamma Billie were reloading the pipe and whispering again. I was only wearing a t-shirt and I felt Debra looking at my ass as I moved across the room. I went back to cleaning up in the kitchen, fully hard now in spite of myself.

I was finishing up when I heard Mamma Billie laughing. "JJ getcher bare-ass in here." She shouted. I put the parmesan in the fridge and went into the living room.

"Your grandmother an' me worked out a trade." Debra said. "I'm gonna do something for her and you're gonna do something for me, understand?" I nodded. "See, Chooch and Mark both fucked me before we come over here tonight, and my cunt's still a mess. Your grandma told me you're real good at cleaning up sloppy cunts, so I want you to suck all the cum outta there and lick it clean, understand?" I nodded again. "Good." She said.

Debra pulled off her black boots and got her tight jeans off. She was wearing a red thong. Mamma Billie had her hand jammed down the front of her pants. Debra slid her thong down and I noticed how it stuck to her meaty cunt, the crotch pulling away last and taking a line of cum with it. "Hmm, those boys made a mess." Mamma Billie said.

"It's not just them," Debra said, "watching you an' your grandson tonight has me hotter n' a two dollar pistol."

"You gotcher clit pierced?" Mamma Billie asked, leaning forward in her chair to get a better look.

"Nah, just the hood, see?" She took a wider stance and pulled the top of her pussy open for Mamma. She had a small hoop with a bead on it, right above her clit. "Every step I take this bead rubs up against my love-nub. It drives me crazy sometimes." Debra looked at me. "You're eager to get to work, huh? Let me get in position first."

She picked up a joint off the table and lit it. She took an ash tray and set it on the arm of the couch and sat her naked ass on the edge. She leaned way back and took a hit off the joint and opened her legs wide. "There it is, a double cream pie, just for you." She said.

I got down on my knees and approached her open, dripping cunt. I could smell the cum and Debra's juices. He cunt lips looked shiny, red and swollen. There was a small drip of white fluid leaking down toward her asshole, so I started there, licking upward and swallowing the cum that entered my mouth. Debra shuddered when I reached her clit.

I went back to her opening, and licked all around the inside of her fuck-hole while she hit the joint again. "Hmm, yeah," she said, exhaling a cloud of smoke, "don't be shy about suckin' that clit."

I sucked her engorged clit into my mouth, wetting it with my tongue and letting my lips run up and down its sides. I pushed the bead on her piercing down against the clit, and pressed the two together with my mouth. I felt it throb as Debra had a powerful, quaking orgasm.

"Ooh, ooh, sensitive!" She said when it had passed. "Get back to work on the cream pie. Suck all them boy's jizz outta there bitch, get every last drop." I looked up at her. She was pinching a nipple with one hand and toking the joint with the other. I smiled and stuck my tongue as far up her cunt as it would go. I was in search of deep deposits.

As I rooted around in Debra's cunt, I felt a hand pushing on the back of my head. At first I thought it was Debra, but I opened my eyes and saw that it was Mamma Billie. She was kneeling next to me, leering at the work I was doing. "Is he getting' it?" She asked Debra.

"Nah, it's too deep." Debra said, taking another hit off the joint.

"JJ, lay yer ass on the floor so Debra can ride yer face. Gravity'll get all that cream outta there for ya."

I got on my back as Debra handed the joint to my grandma. She moved to the edge of the couch and looked down at me. "I can feel it moving in me." She said.

"Get on his face quick." Mamma Billie said.

Debra got on her knees, straddling my shoulders, and lowered her hot cunt onto my mouth. She pushed down hard and I managed to get my tongue out. Her asshole gaped lewdly and rubbed my nose every time she rocked back.

"Here it comes!" She shouted. She was cousin Mark and Chooch's little fuck-toy and she was emptying her cunt down my throat. I was swallowing as fast as I could as more and more of other men's pleasure entered my mouth.

Debra had found someone more degraded and degenerate than herself, and she was enjoying the moment. She convulsed and shook. "Yeah! Take it all bitch, your grandma promised me you would. Serve that cunt, clean it up good! Your mouth feels so right, such a perfect little cum-dump for me! Ooh, ungh, UGHHH!" She shivered and shook and then lifted herself off of me. "Lookit him Billie," she said, "you could use his cock for a tuning fork!"

Mamma Billie laughed and handed Debra back the joint. I sat up. "Don't wipe that face." Mamma Billie warned me. Debra put her panties and pants back on while I sat there stupidly with cum taste in my mouth. "What do we need in here?" Mamma asked Debra.

Debra blew herb smoke out of her nostrils and extinguished the joint. "You have any rubbing alcohol?" She asked. Mamma nodded. "That and maybe a cutting board..."

"Go get the rubbing alcohol from under the sink in my bathroom, and get the cutting board from the kitchen." Mamma Billie told me.

"Why, what are you guys doing?" I asked.

"Don't ask questions, just do it." Mamma Billie said. I brought in the cutting board and rubbing alcohol. Debra put the cutting board on the edge of the coffee table. She'd pulled a leather case from her bag and was looking at various hoops and their latches.

"Kneel here and put your cock on the board." Debra said.

"Wait now, hold up a minute." I said. "What's going on?"

"JJ, you ever want to eat another cream pie 'r lick my asshole clean ever again, you better do what she says." Mamma Billie told me.

"Don't worry sweet-mouth, I'm a professional." Debra said. She looked at me and smiled. I kneeled, shaking a bit, and let my cock rest on the cutting board. "You're getting a Prince Albert." Debra said. "It goes through the urethra and out the bottom of your cock-head. It's a real cool piercing, but it'll fuck up your piss stream. You'll have to sit down to take a piss from now on."

"That's appropriate." Mamma Billie said.

"Wait, hang on a sec..." I said, She had a curved needle attached to a metal hoop, and she took my now-flaccid cock and twisted it upside down. She pressed it down against the board and leaned in close. "I'm not sure about this..." I said, but it was too late.

She pulled open my piss-hole and jammed the needle into it. I felt the bite as she pushed the curved needle out the cleft at the bottom of my cock-head. She pulled the needle all the way through. It felt like my cock was being shredded from the inside out. I groaned involuntarily and my eyes got wet. She got the hoop in place and used a pair of mini pliers to screw it shut. I was sweating and tears were rolling down my cheeks.

"It's going to take a couple of weeks to heal." She said. I looked down. There was a bloody mess at the end of my cock. Blood was pouring out of the wound. "You gotta move the hoop around a lot, and wash it out with alcohol three times a day." Debra said. "In fact we should do that right now."

She took the rubbing alcohol and poured it over my wound. Pain shot up into my belly and the room jerked around my head. Everything seemed to be making a low whining sound and blackness rolled in from the edges of my vision and carried me away.



Mamma Billie's Bitch Pt. 04



While my cock piercing was healing I noticed that Mamma Billie had started spending a lot of time away from the house. She hadn't been using my mouth as much as those first few days after I'd shot Roy, and I wondered if she was just letting me heal or if she was getting bored with me.

The piercing was causing me all kinds of problems. I couldn't jerk off because my cock was too sensitive, and the lack of release was making me hornier and hornier with each passing day. Every time I fell asleep I would have a sex dream, but as soon as my cock started to get hard the pain would wake me up. I was experiencing a new kind of agony.

Mamma Billie thought my pain was funny, so when she was home she walked around topless to torment me. Usually she was gone though, and she always gave me a list of chores to do before she left. She would come home around 3 or 4 in the morning, and just go straight to bed. I took to sleeping on the couch.

After about thirteen days with no orgasm I couldn't take it anymore. I woke up from a particularly vivid sex dream and got in the shower while Mamma Billie slept. I got my cock soapy and started trying to figure out how to jack it without putting too much pressure on the sore part. I thought about Mamma Billie's titties, and the time she'd allowed me to suck them. I had to keep stopping every time my hand jarred the ring that went into my urethra and out the base of my cockhead.

I tried to ignore the pain, and I thought about the time Mamma Billie had made me suck her fingers after she'd had them up her ass. I thought about the three people who'd watched me do it, and about the fact that cousin Mark had taken photos. I came in thick gobs that landed all over the shower curtain and the edge of the tub.

When I got out of the shower Mamma Billie was up, sitting on the edge of the bed wearing only panties. Her massive round tits rested on her belly. "Sounds like you might be done healing." She said.

"It doesn't hurt as bad anymore." I said. "The swelling's gone down and it's not as red."

"Good," she said, "bring me my tool belt from the hall closet and the bag in there from Home Depot." She stood and went rummaging around for her robe. I was still drying myself with a towel as I retrieved the bag and tool belt. There were a bunch of stainless steel wall mounts and various types of screws in the bag. I put them down on the bed. "Kneel in front of my easy chair." She said.

"You want my mouth?" I asked.

"Just getcher ass down in position an' don't ask no questions."

I kneeled in the same position I'd been in the first time I'd eaten her out. She had a black marker in her hand. I called out in pain as she hooked her finger in my cock hoop and tugged it forward until it was almost touching the chair. She used the marker to make a black dot where the hoop would touch the chair if my dick could stretch that far.

"Okay, now come to the closet." She said. She opened one side of the slated, segmented closet and turned a light on in there. "Stand on the inside, up against the door." She said. Once again she pulled my cock piercing forward. She made a mark where the metal touched the wood. "Now the bathroom." She said.

I followed her in and she pointed at the space between the toilet and the wall. "Sit there with yer legs open." She said. I got down, next to the toilet and looked up at her. "Back up." She said. "I want yer face t'be right next to the toilet bowl so our guests'll know they got a choice." I moved back and she crouched down and pulled my hoop until it was touching the linoleum floor. She made another mark. "Go make some coffee and fix me a bagel." She said. "And do it bare-assed."

I went to the kitchen and got the coffee brewing as Mamma Billie went to work with her power drill and screwdriver. She came in a while later smiling. I poured her coffee. "I been neglecting you lately, huh?"

I shrugged.

She took a sip of coffee. "I'm sorry JJ, yer still my lil bitch, I just been distracted 'cause of an old girlfriend. I told you about her, the one that said she needed cock? We been reconnecting over the past week or so, and things've gotten pretty serious. She says she's in love with me, which was somethin' I always wanted her to say. I guess yer ol' grandma can be just as soft an' sentimental as the next gal. Thing is JJ, I don't know how she's gonna react to you being here, an' being my personal sex-slave an' all-round bitch, y'understand? Incest an' all that is still a big deal to some people."

"So what do you want me to do?" I asked.

"I need you to go stay with yer mom for a week'r so while I lay the groundwork. I'll come get you when it's time. If I do it right, we'll all be a lot happier 'round here."

"I haven't talked to my mom in a long time." I said. "I'm supposed to call her outta the blue and say I wanna come home? What'm I gonna tell her? I gotta give a reason."

"Tell 'er yer grandma's getting' all into an old flame an' she asked you t'make yerself scarce for awhile."

"Be honest Mamma, is it over? 'Cause you got me hooked on the freaky-shit and now I don't know what I'm gonna do without it."

"Don't be stupid." She said. "If you wanna prove yer devoted you could take my piss. I gotta go real bad."

"Okay Mamma!" I said, smiling.

"Go to yer place in the bathroom." She said. I went in and saw that she had screwed a fixture onto the floor, over the black dot she'd made. It had a steel hoop in it. I sat down and Mamma Billie came in after me with a small brass padlock and key. She crouched down and hooked my cock piercing to the floor with the lock.

"I have the key right here." She said holding it up. She opened up her robe and let it fall to the floor, and then stepped out of her panties. Her cunt lips looked swollen and she pushed her two middle fingers down the hairy cleft. "Hmm, I love seeing you locked to the floor next to the toilet. Open yer mouth bitch."

I did as Mamma Billie commanded and she got in close, straddling my legs and bringing her hot cunt lips into contact with my open mouth. "Don't spill any." She said. I shut my eyes and waited. I felt her pussy contract and then open up a little, and then a little trickle of bitter piss started and then stopped. Then came the stream.

I was swallowing as fast as I could and finally just opened up my throat and started chugging my grandmother's hot piss. I felt like a useful part of the household again, as Mamma Billie emptied her bladder into my stomach. Finally the stream slowed and stopped. There were a couple more squirts and it was over.

Mamma Billie stepped back and looked at me. "You didn't spill a drop." She said. "Yer a good lil bitch-boy, you deserve a treat."

She turned around and looked over her shoulder at me. She smiled and pulled her ass cheeks open, exposing her pink asshole. My cock throbbed and fought the lock and fixture holding it down. "Pucker up bitch, Mamma needs some French kisses."

She bent far forward and stepped back until her fragrance was all I could smell. I grabbed ahold of her thighs and buried my mouth in her ass-crack. I licked and licked and licked, and then began the gentle probing and tracing that I knew from experience that my grandmother loved. She began moving her hips in a small circle, grinding my tongue into her rectum with every rotation.

I responded by stiffening my tongue and pushing it as far in as it would go, until I was tongue-fucking her dilating asshole. Mamma had two fingers up her cunt and she gasped in pleasure as I did my loving work on her gaping anus.

Mom was annoyed at having to take me back into her trailer, but she seemed too distracted to put up much of a fight. She was getting dolled up to go out. "Is Roy back?" I asked.

"Nah, that fucker disappeared." My mom said. "He always talked about moving to Florida. He probably owed someone a buncha money. Didn't even say goodbye, th'fucker. Just like yer daddy."

"So who you goin' out with?"

"None'a yer business." She said. And just like that mom and me were into our old routine. Only difference was that now I didn't have a truck or a job. If I wanted to go anywhere I had to borrow my mom's Jeep.

When my piercing was fully healed I started to love it. Whenever I could I would play with the hoop, moving it around and tugging on it. Every time I jacked off I would think about eating my grandmother's asshole out, or cleaning up her cream pie.

After nine days with my mom, Mamma Billie finally texted me. -Your mom home?- She asked.

-No-

-Where's she at?-

-Aunt Wendy's- I said.

She called me. "You miss yer ol' grandma JJ?"

"Hell yeah." I said.

"Aww I miss you too sugar. Listen, I think I'm ready to bring you back, but I wanna do it in stages y'understand? Will yer mom be gone for awhile?"

"Yeah, probably at least a couple hours." I said.

"Okay, I'll come getcha." She said.

Her car pulled up 12 minutes later. She instructed me on the ride over. "I'll drop you at the house an' go pick up my sweetheart. I'm gonna take her over to the Crow an' get her half-drunk on bourbon. She always starts talkin' her lovey-dovey shit when she's been drinkin' bourbon. I'll text you when we're on our way home. Get in yer place in th'closet an' padlock yer cock to the door. Put the key through one of the slats. When I come in I'll pick it up and put it on the nightstand. It'll turn me on knowing that yer locked in place in there, an' you'll have a good view of the show."

"You gonna tell her about me tonight?" I asked.

"I don't know yet." She said. "We'll see how it goes."

I had to fight the urge to jack off once Mamma Billie left me alone in her place. I wanted to look at the fixtures that she'd installed for me, but I knew that just seeing them would get me too turned on. I sat on the couch with my phone right next to me and watched the Christian channel as a libido suppressant. At 12:55 the text came in from Mamma Billie. -On our way-

I took off all my clothes and shoved them into the back of the closet. I turned my phone all the way off so that it wouldn't even vibrate and give me away. The lock was in the fixture with the key still in it. I started to get hard while I was locking myself in place. I dropped the key through the slat and waited there in the dark. Minutes were creeping by and I thought maybe they weren't coming after all and I hadn't gotten the text warning me because my phone was turned off.

I was standing there, facing the slats in the segmented door. I had the slats at an angle so that I could see the bed and most of the floor, but not faces. I heard the kitchen door open.

Their voices were quiet, but I sensed right away that something was wrong. I expected to hear Mamma Billie and a voice I didn't know, but I recognized both voices. In that context it took me a minute to place the voice.

It was my mother.

I started to panic. My thought was that the plan must've gotten fucked up, and instead of bringing her girlfriend home with her she'd brought my mom. I was stuck there, naked, and my mom would kill me if she found me. I had to get out of there somehow, but before I could do anything, Mamma Billie entered the room and flipped on the light. My mother followed her in. They were in the middle of a conversation, my mom said, "I don't even care what anybody thinks at this point. I love you."

"It's natural to love yer mother." Mamma Billie said.

"Yeah, but it's not natural to be IN love with yer mother."

I felt like my knees were going to buckle. "It's probably a lot more common than you think." Mamma Billie said. She came over and picked up the key. I wanted to be anywhere else in the world at that moment. My heart was racing.

My mom stripped off her clothes as she went on speaking. "You an' me should move in together an' get married." My mom said. "Wouldn't that be nice? We could get a little place of our own... Have a little ceremony."

Mamma Billie laughed. "Gay marriage might be legal now sweetheart, but it's still illegal to marry yer mother."

"Fuckin' government." My mom said. She unhooked her bra and threw it on the floor. "What we got is too fuckin' perfect to be legal."

Mamma Billie was naked, sitting on the bed, and my mom stepped out of her panties and sat on her lap. Mamma Billie started fondling my mom's tits. "Hmm. There's some kinda magic power in it when you touch me like that." My mom said. "It's better'n heroin. Promise me we'll never break up again."

Mamma Billie kissed my mom's wet mouth. "What about yer need for cock?" She asked.

"I don't care if I ever get it again, as long as I got you."

"Aww bullshit," Mamma Billie said, "eventually yer gonna get that itch."

"Fuckit Mamma, can't we just enjoy the moment? I'm a good girl Mamma, I really am!"

"I think you'd better prove it." Mamma Billie said.

She opened her legs and my mom slipped down between them, burying her face in my grandmother's cunt. Mamma Billie looked at me and grinned as my mom went to town between her legs. My mom's ass was pointed right at me, and I could see her pink pussy lips and her asshole. Even from where I was, across the room, I could smell my mom's and my grandma's horny cunts. My cock strained at the lock, and every time it throbbed the lock tugged on my pierced cockhead and brought me closer to orgasm.

"If you really loved me you'd get up in that ass." Mamma Billie said.

She pushed her mother's legs up so that she could get her tongue up Mamma's asshole, and Mamma Billie groaned loudly. I could see my mom's fingers pushing on her own clit as she worked her tongue up Mamma Billie's anus. I was on the edge of release, watching this show, and I was afraid my breathing was getting too loud and that my mom would notice.

Mamma Billie shouted and her legs started shaking and I knew she was squirting cum all over my mother's face. When Mamma's orgasm subsided, my mom sat back, fingering herself with one hand and rubbing Mamma's juices all over her tits with the other.

"Get up on the bed honeybear, Mamma wants to fuck you." Mamma Billie said.

As my mom got on the bed, Mamma Billie walked over to the closet where I was locked and opened the door next to me. I stepped as far back as I could, thinking she was about to tell my mom I was there, but she didn't.

She smiled at me and opened a drawer next to me and pulled out a strap-on. She shut the door and walked over to her dresser, putting the straps around herself as she went. My mom was on all fours, watching Mamma Billie over her shoulder, and smiling. Mamma Billie got her black butt-plug from the top drawer.

Mamma got onto the bed behind my mom. She reached around and stuck the butt-plug in my mom's mouth, and my mom made a slurping sound when Mamma removed it. Mamma Billie stuck the wet butt-plug up my mom's pussy, twisted it a couple of times and pulled it out. She spit onto my mom's asshole and worked her saliva around a minute before she eased the butt-plug all the way in.

Next Mamma Billie spat on her strap-on and rubbed the spit all over the rubber cockhead and down the shaft. My mom squealed when Mamma Billie stuck the head between her cunt lips. Mamma started gently working the dildo in and out of my mom, holding onto her hips and keeping the butt-plug in place with her thumb.

Mom was whimpering under the onslaught of Mamma Billie's rubber cock, and her cries got louder when Mamma Billie started moving the base of the butt-plug around while she fucked her daughter. Mamma worked her tempo up until it sounded like my mom was possessed. She was frothing at the mouth and crying at the same time.

"Tell me who you belong to." Mamma Billie said.

"You Mamma," my mom said between panting breaths. "I love you!"

"Who else do you love?"

"No one Mamma, I swear, I love no one but you!"

"You still my baby girl?" Mamma asked.

"Yeah, ooh, yeah Mamma, I'm still yer baby girl. I'm yer baby girl an' yer little fuck-toy." My mom whined. "That's all I ever want to be!"

"Good." Mamma said. "Now tell me yer purpose in life."

"I'm here to make you happy Mamma! That's all!" She started shaking and convulsing, falling face-first into the pillows as she came in wave after wave. My cock pulled rhythmically at the lock and fixture holding it in place. I wanted to touch it, but I knew what would happen if I did.

When mom's orgasm was over, Mamma Billie pulled the cock and butt-plug out of her. She was lying face-down on the bed like a ragdoll. Mamma walked over to the closet and opened the door next to me again. She threw her strap-on on the floor and looked at me. She smiled when she saw how scared I was. She jammed the butt-plug into my mouth.

I could taste and smell my mother's asshole on the silicon toy. Mamma Billie left the door open and walked over to her dresser and got the key to the lock that was holding me in place. As she came back I saw that she had something else too. When she was half inside the closet with me I saw that it was a roll of pink yarn.

Mamma unlocked my cock and looped the end of the yarn through the hoop. She tied a tight knot and then pushed me down into the corner of the closet, into a sitting position. She held her fingers up to her lips.

She unspooled the yarn, out the closet and to the edge of the bed, where my mom still hadn't moved. She snipped the end with cuticle scissors that she kept on her bedstead. I pulled the butt-plug out of my mouth and held it in my shaking hands, wondering what my grandmother was up to.

She crawled into bed and my mother made a low noise of satisfaction and rolled onto her side. "Yer the best mom in th'world." She said.

"Thanks baby, yer sweet," Mamma said.

"I was serious about what I said before, about us getting married."

Mamma laughed. "I know you were honey, but that's not gonna happen. The best we could do is live like we were married. If I sold this place and you sold yer trailer, we'd have enough t'buy a new place together."

My mom propped herself up. "Really Mamma? Are you serious?"

"Yeah."

"It's a beautiful idea Mamma, but what about JJ? He's a grown man now, but he's still lives like a teenager. He moved in here, then he moved back with me... He's gotta live somewhere. You know he quit his job and sold his truck? I don't know if he's turning into a fag or what."

Mamma laughed. "He might be, I dunno." She said. "But the way I see it there's two obstacles to our happiness babe. JJ is one, and yer occasional cock-craving is th'other."

"Don't start that shit again Mamma."

"It's true sugar, I aint ignoring history here. Luckily, yer Mamma is a smart woman an' she came up with a solution to both problems."

"Really? What is it Mamma?"

"Now listen, I'm yer Mamma and I know best okay? I want you to agree that you'll go along with my arrangement, even if it seems fucked up at first."

"Mamma, you know I belong to you. If you say you got a solution, I'll go along with it, whatever it is. As long as we can be together." She kissed her mother passionately. "Now what is it Mamma? What's the answer?"

"It's at the end of that bit of yarn there on th'floor." Mamma Billie said. "Why don'tcha pull on it an' see what's at th'other end?"

My mom looked at the yarn and then at Mamma Billie. She laughed nervously and moved over so she could reach down to pick it up. She sat on the edge of the bed, holding the yarn that was attached to my cock-hoop. The yarn tugged at my dick and I put the butt-plug down and stood up. I wanted to run. I was so scared, but the yarn kept tugging me forward. I stepped out of the closet into the bedroom.

My mom gasped and dropped the yarn. "JJ! What the fuck?" She yelled. "Were you in there this whole time?" She turned to her mom. "Mamma, you psycho freak! You got my son hidin' naked in th'closet while we fuckin'?" She started to stand but Mamma Billie grabbed her arms and held her in place.




Mamma Billie's Bitch Pt. 04



"Don'tchoo fuckin' run outta here." Mamma Billie said. "You sound just like you did when you left me before, t'run off with his daddy. Now take a minute t'think baby. Was that the right decision?"

"No but..."

"But nuthin'!" Mamma Billie said. "You said you wanted us to be together, and you said you'd do anything to make that happen..."

"But Mamma, that's my boy."

"Look at him." Mamma Billie said. I was standing just outside the closet. I had my head down and I was covering my dick with my hands. "That aint yer boy anymore. I been training him. He's a good little cuntlicker now, he loves doin' it, 'gets his pecker hard as a rock."

My mom shook her head and looked at me. She was somewhere between amused and disgusted. "Really? He likes it?"

"That's not all," Mamma Billie said, "he cleans cream pies, gives a hell of a rim job, and he drinks up piss too. He's a natural sub, he'll do whatever we say."

My mom looked at me curiously.

"I had his cock pierced too." Mamma Billie said. "He has t'sit down to take a piss now. Show yer mom yer piercing JJ."

I moved my hands away and my mom squinted at my cock and then laughed. "This is too fuckin' crazy Mamma, I can't believe you did this."

"I did it for us." She said. "Don't you see how perfect it is? I'm all butch, you go back an' forth between butch an' femme, and he's all femme. This way, everybody gets what they want all the time. Now do what yer Mamma tells you an' pick up that yarn."

My mom reached down and picked up the pink yarn. She pulled it taught. "You been eatin' grandma's pussy JJ?" She asked.

I was standing there with my cock pulled straight out toward my mom. "Yeah." I said.

She tugged the yarn, making me step forward. "You been lickin' on her asshole?"

"Yeah," I said again.

She tugged the yarn, making me step forward again. I was starting to get hard. "Did you suck some cum outta my Mamma's cunt? You been cleanin' up some other man's mess?"

I looked at her, scared to answer. I had butterflies in my stomach but I wanted to tell her. "Yes." I said.

She yanked hard on the yarn, bringing me right in front of her. "Look at me JJ, look at yer mother." She said. "Why the hell would you do somethin' like that?"

I looked at her, not sure what to say. Mamma Billie was watching all of this with a smile. Finally I answered my mother. "Love." I said.

My mom laughed at that. "Must be." She said. "You love yer mom like that too JJ? You wanna serve both of us?"

"Yeah." I said.

"Well you can start by handing me them little scissors on the nightstand." She said. I reached over and got them and handed them to her. She sent electric waves of energy into my hard cock when she took hold of the hoop. She worked the tip of the scissors into the knot and snipped it free. She looked up at me smiling. "You really wanna fuck me JJ? You really wanna fuck yer mother?"

"I do." I said.

She kept smiling at me as she laid back on the bed and opened her legs. I positioned my cock at the opening of my mom's hot cunt-lips. I leaned over, taking one of her erect nipples into my mouth as I pressed into her. A moment before I had felt like I was about to cum, but as I began fucking my mother, I knew that I was in complete control. I could fuck her all night or cum right then, it was up to me.

"Aww yeah baby, let yer mommy have it, lemme have that sweet hard cock!" She yelled. Her legs went far up, until her knees were in her armpits. She was whimpering and whining, and she looked back at Mamma Billie who was sitting cross legged, watching us. "Oh Mamma, gimme some cunt t'suck on," she said, "lemme get my tongue up yer asshole!"

Mamma Billie moved to straddle my mom's face, and I watched my mom's tongue lapping at my grandmother's swollen cunt as I continued to fuck her. Mamma Billie looked like she was in heaven as she started moving her ass, making my mom lick from asshole to clit and then back again. My grandmother smiled at me. "It worked." She said. She took the back of my head and pulled me in for a kiss. Her tongue went into my mouth and I readily accepted it.

When the kiss was over, she directed my mouth to her nipple, and I hungrily sucked at it while continuing to fuck my mother. We stayed like that for awhile, and then Mamma Billie started to quake, which sent me over the edge. I pumped my mom with cum and she screamed in pleasure, which brought my grandmother to another crashing orgasm and she sprayed her love juice all over my mom's tits as my mom tongued her asshole.

Afterward we were all in bed together, passing around a joint. "Shit boy, we shoulda did that a long time ago." My mom said. "Yer a way better lay than Roy."

"Oh yeah," Mamma Billie said, "about that..." She looked over at me and I looked at my mom.

"I killed him." I said. "Shot him in the neck in self defense. Mamma Billie helped me dump his body down the abandoned mine in Karsh Hollow."

I took a hit off the joint. There was a long moment of silence, and then my mom started laughing. Mamma Billie started laughing too, and then we were all laughing. The three of us were high as hell, laughing our heads off in Mamma Billie's bed.

THE END