6 comments/ 34115 views/ 20 favorites Passion with a Younger Man By: dreamweaver5539 My name is Grace. You can find my topless photo and a brief history of my life in my biography attached to this profile, dreamweaver5539. I refer to myself as Busty Ex Nun, as that is what I am. I entered a convent at the age of 17, and was married at 23 when I found the life unfulfilling. I am now in my early 30's. When I was married I was a 38 DD, but now am closer to a 40 E. I have had a very wide range of sexual adventures with my step children, described in my earlier stories. I consider these more journal entries than stories. Some have noted in their comments that they feel that my "stories" are unrealistic. Well, I am sorry that their lives are so dull. These are the stories of my life. And while I may dress them up a bit in an attempt to bring out the erotic nature of the events as I experienced them, each journal entry describes a very real happening in my life. Up to now each story has focused on myself. In this letter, I will describe the experiences of someone else. Someone very close to me. Someone I never suspected of such behaviour. I saw these events through my own eyes, by hidden cameras we have throughout our home. And I understand these events as they were described to me by my step-son, my lover. As mentioned, my stories here, my journal entries, are real and true. I seek sexual adventure, and apparently it has a way of finding me. I hope that your life offers you all that mine provides me. If not, I invite you to write me at the e-mail address listed in my bio, tell me of the fantasies you have involving those in your life, and perhaps with some helpful suggestions, I can make all your dreams come true! XOXOXOXO -Grace R ***** I live with my older and rather impotent husband in our big beautiful home down here in Texas. I enjoy the company, and "companionship" of my step-children, who live with us, or visit regularly. Tom is my eldest step-child, and I serve him obediently, satisfying his sexual urges upon his command. He is very masculine, a 6'4" football player at over 300 pounds with a deep manly voice, a strong domineering personality, and a penis of such dimensions that it would make any street whore blush. My husband in fact has come to accept our relationship, recognizing that Tom can provide me the satisfaction that he is unwilling or unable to offer. We are a happy home, wheres and friends visit freely, and where hugs and kisses are offered generously. During a recent Christmas season my husband extended our hospitality to my parents, inviting them to spend the holidays at our home. My family, of deep Italian descent, live predominantly in New York City and the surrounding areas and so I don't get to see them frequently. I miss my mamma and pappa deeply, and so was delighted that they would be spending the holidays with us. My mother married early in her life, and I am her oldest. At 48 years old she still possessed her long, thick black hair, showing only a tinge of grey, which she does not dye over. Having had four children she had grown a little thicker through the hips with the years, but she still has the general proportions that she shares with myself and my sister. We are each about 5' 2", possess slender waists in proportion to our hips, a curvy butt, as well as being rather busty. As I mentioned above, I have increased one bra size since getting married. I imagine my mother was much as myself when she was younger. With the weight she added with passing years, I would say that she is a couple of sizes larger than me now. Otherwise, she remains pretty, dainty and generally quite innocent and sweet in her demeanor. My father in contrast is rather older than my mother, typical of Italian families. He is in his early 60's and quite on the fat side. When my parents arrived at our home for Christmas I was immediately struck by the apparent age of my father. Once a strong and robust man, he appeared much older that I had remembered and in some mannerisms almost decrepit. My mother, who looked so much younger and livelier than dad, tended to pamper him as an old senior. I felt great pity for my pappa and made every effort to accommodate him. My mother explained that the years in the factory had been very hard on him, but that he was nearly retirement, and then he could relax and regain his strength. She on the other hand looked particularly bright and energized. Her face glowed with a bright red hue and her step had the gait of a young girl. We spoke at length of our family and the various goings on. Dad and my husband each hit their respective beds early, and my mother and I chatted deep into the night over a couple of bottles of fine Italian vino. My son Tom came home late from his gallivanting around the town, doing whatever and whoever he pleases. I introduced him to my mother. By this time both of us were rather tipsy and my mother displayed quite the case of the giggles. Tom seemed rather charmed by her laughter, and though she did not notice in her inebriated state I had sufficient sensibilities about me to be keenly aware of Tom's gaze, which with astonishing regularity was fixating upon my mother's chest. Though covered with a very concealing sweater, the large size of her breasts was amply apparent. Tom had proven to be quite a boob obsessed individual, and I noticed that his interest did not preclude someone merely because they were twice his age, or my mother! Regardless, I played cool through the situation and we included Tom in our conversation, my mother answering his inquiries into the goings on of our various relatives in the East of the country. As the night became late and we were all heading to bed my mother asked if she could quickly check her e-mail on Tom's computer, as she had not brought one with her. I was surprised to learn that my mother used e-mail, or even knew how to use a computer at all. Pots, pans and a stove seemed to always have been the summation of her life's learning. Regardless, Tom let her use his computer and then I showed her to her room. With my husband and parents deep asleep I donned a light nightie and snuck into Tom's room, hoping for a little mid-night attention from my well-endowed Adonis. Locking the door behind me I snuggled under the covers beside him as he fiddled with his computer. Running my hand under the sheets to find the 10" love toy that I so enjoyed taking inside of me, I asked what he appeared to be so deeply focused on. Tom explained that my mother, either through drunkenness or inexperience, had failed to log herself out of her e-mail, and so he had assumed to take the liberty of perusing her latest entries. As I found his semi-rigid cock and began to fondle in in my fingers I asked why he would bother, as she obviously had a boring life and nothing of interest to read about. He said that he begged to differ and began to read to me the e-mail she had just received, and responded to. "My beautiful Arianna, I miss you so deeply, though you have only been away these few days. I long for the touch of your tender soft breasts and the depths of the moistness between your welcoming thighs. I sit here rigid and throbbing as I write you, dreaming of the feel of your soft pouty lips wrapped around my shaft. Make every excuse to return in haste so that I may once again enjoy the pleasures of your sumptuous flesh. Your undying love, Tony" Tom asked who Tony was and I said that I had an uncle Tony, my father's younger brother, but obviously this e-mail had nothing to do with him and it was only some introduction to some new naughty mommy-porn novel that was coming out. "I don't think so." Tom pronounced, "Let me read to you her response." And so he did, to my utter shock and dismay. "Tony, my love, my passion, my life. Please excuse my temporary absence. But of course I must travel with your brother to see my family for Christmas. Have no fears, for I remain yours truly, and shall return as quickly as opportunity permits, to be re-united in your arms. I long for your embrace, your deep kisses, and of course the long hard shaft that you so generously offered me after your feeble brother was no longer able to provide me with the same. Stroke it nightly during my absence so that I may find it hard upon my return. I promise to please your manhood with all three of my eager and willing holes when I get back to NYC. Your willing pleasure toy, Arianna." "My God, my holy living God!", I exclaimed. "Tony is a married man, with 4 children of his own. Yes, his wife is rather fat, but I would never have supposed that he would have put the moves on my mother! Or that she would have accepted his advances! What an asshole. What a slut!" Once I got passed my infuriation and Tom calmed me down he said that we needed to act together to establish the facts, and to correct her behaviour if we found it to be inappropriate. I concurred emphatically and asked him what his plan was. He said that he would leave her account open and report to me on any other messages she received. He also suggested that we use the hidden cameras throughout the house that we had recently installed to watch her behaviour. He recommended that he also print off her e-mails, to use as a tool of last resort to force her to comply with our requirements. I agreed to all terms and then in a state of shock let Tom mount and fuck me. I found myself actually rather turned on by the notion of my mother's indiscretions, and while Tom slid into me I couldn't help but to make some naught inquiries. These included such questions as "Tom, do you think that my mother is pretty, is she sexy?" and "Did you happen to notice she has bigger boobs even than me?" and "Do you think at her age that she would still be an exciting fuck for my uncle Tony?" The questions seemed to make Tom's member become ever more engorged, and he rammed harder into me as he answered each question. His answers rather shocked and surprised me. "For a mature lady she is still very pretty, and though a bit on the plumper side, her curves certainly make her a very desirable woman." "Yes, I did happen to notice her boobs. Do all the women in your family have such big heavy tits? I thought yours were large. I think hers are even quite a big bigger, do you agree?" and "Yes, I believe that Tony has lots of fun fucking your mom. I imagine that any healthy man would enjoy grappling onto those massive tits of hers, and forcing himself deep between those wide hips and round ass." Then he added "She mentioned that he could take her in any of her three holes. Apparently the love of being ass fucked is something you inherited! What a thought, your innocent and delicate mother raising her bottom into the air, offering her tight pink hole her your father's brother! I guess that being a slut is also something you inherited from her." With that we both climaxed and he fired his load into me. Returning to bed with my husband I reminisced on the evening, what I had learned of my mother, and my discussion with Tom while he fucked me. I concluded that yes my mother was a slut. Much like myself, trapped in a marriage without sex she sought satisfaction among her own family members. And yes, I believed that Tom would attempt to seduce my mother, due both to his need to control women he found sexy, and his absolute lust for large breasts. Possessing the hidden cameras throughout the house with which to view everything that happened, I conspired to encourage Tom to make every effort to control her as he controlled me. In this activity, I would also convince myself if my mother were simply a woman desperate for attention, or a true inner slut. If she were a slut through and through, then I would at least understand why I was also. Maybe I am not a slut by choice, and therefore all more the whore. Perhaps I had no choice. Perhaps it is inherent in both my learning and my nature. Perhaps I am a slut because all the women in my family are natural born sluts. The next day proceeded rather naturally, with my husband and father chatting freely while watching a game in the basement. To keep them entertained and stationary I made a point of bringing them glasses of Italian wine and snacks. As well I made a point of leaving Tom alone with my mother, pretending that I was very busy with organizing church activities. I asked Tom to please be so kind as to stay with mother as I worked in the office upstairs in our house. She appreciated the offer. The office in fact gave me the opportunity to monitor all the cameras in the house. The men watched TV while Tom and mother chatted on the living room couch. At first the conversation seemed all very innocent as Tom sat at the extreme end of the couch away from my mother. But the focus of his eyes upon her breasts was so apparent, even over the camera view, that my mother attempted to cover herself by folding her arms over her chest. It was at this point that Tom chose to close in on her and repositioning himself, sat so near to her on the couch that their bodies made contact. It was also at this moment that I watched as Tom pulled from his pocket the transcript of her e-mail of the night before. As I watched events unfold, I could also just make out their conversation through the mini-audio receivers installed in each camera. "Arianna, I apologize for staring at your boobs, I understand that you are a married woman, and in fact that your husband is just down stairs." Tom explained, and continued. "But I couldn't help but notice the e-mail you left open on my computer last night." Handing her the printout for her own inspection he continued "You seem like such a pure and noble woman, but this e-mail would imply that you are fucking your husband's brother. In fact he specifically mentions how soft and tender your obviously massive breasts are. And as a young man the thought of his words just makes me curious as to how lovely and round your breasts must actually be." My mother, reading over the printout, sat dumbfounded, alternating her glances between the pages and the eyes of my son, still fixed solidly on her chest. "What, what ... what do you want from me?" She managed to stutter out. "Oh nothing my dear woman." Tom replied. "Just for my curiosity to be satisfied is all. Perhaps, for example, while the others are indisposed, you could lift your sweater, undo your bra, and let me enjoy peaking upon the sights that Tony seems to be so enthralled by. If we hear a noise, of course you can just pull down your sweater and no one will be the wiser." "You, you want me to show you my chest, and then you won't tell my husband of my affair with his brother?" my mother inquired incredulously. "Precisely." Tom replied. Looking at the sheets of paper he added "Of course, I have other copies." Plucking the paperwork from her hands he commanded "You have to the count of ten Arianna, or I deliver these to your husband. 1 ... 2 ... 3 ..." She continued to stare at him like a deer caught in headlights, but as he slowly counted without deviating, she began to stir as he reached 7. With the count of 8 she stared into his eyes and lifted her sweater to her shoulders, exposing her round white tummy and heavy breasts contained within her traditional white bra. At the count of nine she undid the clasps in the rear. At 10 she hesitantly lifted the fabric of the front of her bra over her breasts, letting the heavy flesh fall and bounce down free and fully exposed to Tom's view. Tom stared at her breasts, as she glared back at him angrily. "Has the naughty boy got his eyes full yet?" she demanded, accusingly. Tom took her hands and put them by her side, leaving her bra and sweater pulled up over her chest. "Shhh, just give me a few minutes to enjoy." he answered. With this he placed each of his hands over each of her breasts. She visibly cringed but did not resist. Despite the large size of his large masculine hands, they appeared puny compared to the size of my mother's breasts. He clutched each in his hand, savouring and enjoying their weight and texture. He bounced them in his palms, and shook them to and fro, as he so often enjoys doing with my boobs. He clasped each nipple in his hand and shook her boobs until she cried out. "Shhh." Tom said. You don't want the men to come up stairs and find me with your tits in my hands do you?" To this she had nothing to say, presumably so overtaken by his actions. "Just one more thing." He said. "Sit up a bit." Obeying, she raised herself onto her knees on the couch, and Tom squatted down so that he could lift her breast upward and raise her nipple to his lips. He began to kiss and lick her breasts and suck on her nipples, each one after the other, as he lifted and squeezed their heavy flesh. With his free hand he grasped at her ass, fondling her behind. From my camera view up above I could see his face buried deep in her chest while she stared blankly upward, her eyes rolling back in her head and her lips parting widely. My God, I realized, my mother was enjoying this! With her husband down stairs, a man half her age was groping her ass and sucking her nipples and she was getting aroused! Yes, she was a slut. Taking her hands from her sides, Tom placed them under her own breasts, and told my mother to lift her breasts to his face and breastfeed him. She did so apparently willingly and without hesitation. With this he said "Good girl.", and while sucking on her offered nipples returned one hand to caressing her bottom, while his other hand unbuttoned his pants, pulled out his cock and began stroking it. As my mother fed my step-son her nipples and massive breasts, Tom enjoyed stroking himself while she watched. As Tom's eyes had earlier been transfixed on my mother's chest, now her eyes were locked on his big cock. No matter how aggressively he bit and sucked on her breasts and nipples her eyes never deviated from focusing directly on his cock as he stroked it. "You like my cock?" Tom asked. "Yes." My mother answered, curtly and without hesitation. "Can I cum on your tits?" He inquired. "Yes." Was her only response. Sitting up Tom began to slap his cock against her boobs as she continued to place her hands under each, holding them up for him. "Jiggle your big fat tits while I jerk off on them." Tom ordered. She complied without a word, starting to raise and lower them so that the flesh of her breasts bounced up and down. With his free hand her clutched her long black hair from behind and pulled back on her head, lifting her face upward. "Tell me that you love my big cock as much as I love your big tits." Expecting her to jerk away with such obscene words, I was shocked by her response. "I love your big cock. I want you to jerk off on my tits." Soon afterward Tom's cock erupted, sprinkling his sticky semen over the soft white flesh of her chest. Rubbing the head of his dick off on her breast, he stood and raised his pants, while she lowered her bra and sweater back over her chest, burying my step-son's cum beneath her bra. I came downstairs afterward, saying my work was all done, and inquired how their chat was going. My mother stated that they were having a lovely little chat, and Tom concurred. She didn't even have the suggestion of guilt upon her face. Afterward, when alone, I asked Tom what happened between him and my mother, and reminded him that I had access to the video cameras and microphone. He said that he used the printed e-mail to blackmail her, but that she buckled after only slight resistance. He explained that he deeply wanted to see her breasts, and to fondle them, suck them, and to jerk off all over them. And he said that this was exactly what she let him do with her. He explained how he loved her large hanging breasts and the soft folds of flesh on her belly, and that he had felt her wide hips and plump ass and wanted to see her fully naked and make her fully gratify his dick. He added that he thought that she might actually have liked him playing with her breasts and cumming on them. I replied that from the expression on her face that I knew that she had and encouraged him to continue seeing how far he could go with her. I promised to keep the men pre-occupied with their sports and to limit my own visits to create ample opportunity for him to explore how far she was prepared to share her body with him. Passion with a Younger Man Later we all shared dinner and I was surprised by how innocently my mother could behave while sitting at the same table with both Tom and her husband, knowing that Tom's semen coated her breasts. The men spoke of heading off to a golf shop to look at new equipment after supper and I encouraged them to do so. As my mother and I cleaned dishes and the men smoked, Tom went upstairs to check on any new e-mails my mother may have received. Heading up afterward, curious myself, Tom showed me the latest. Tony described how he has been stroking himself off remembering how Arianna gives him beautiful tit fucks and enjoys her sucking on his cock until he cums in her mouth. I said that I would have never guessed that my shy mother could do such things. Tom suggested we find out how willing she is to perform these feats on others. So once the men left for their trip I went to my room saying that I needed a rest. On the video screen I watched as Tom approached my mother and presented her with the printed copy of the latest e-mail. She appeared to blush and lowered her head smiling when he said that he could completely understand how a man would love to slide his cock between her two wonderful and gorgeous giant tits. She said that she would need to write Tony back, and Tom said "No problem. Just one thing. Each time you write him back, it will be in my room, with the door locked. And then you will act out with me whatever you are writing him about." She protested and said that she thought that his blackmail of her was over, but he said that in fact it had only begun. Taking her by the hand he led her up the stairs and she freely followed. Switching to the camera in Tom's room I watched as he led her to his desk with the laptop on it and opened the screen so that she could work at her e-mail. I couldn't see what she was writing, only having a side view of him standing beside her. As she wrote Tom reached down and began to squeeze her breasts through her sweater. "You are telling him how lonely your breasts are for his caresses, so I think we need to take off this sweater and bra." Tom announced. Raising her hands over her head Tom pulled off the sweater. Then leaning her forward over the desk to provide him access to the back of her bra, Tom undid the 4 heavy claps holding up her breasts. Removing her bra she sat back and returning to her typing while Tom stared and admired her breasts. I could see clearly that she had a big smile on her face. Clearly she enjoyed teasing my boy with her boobs. Tom began to caress each of her breasts, rubbing his fingers over the flesh, tugging at her nipples, lifting each heavy breast with the palms of his hands, enjoying their heavy weight and then watching them bounce and jiggle as he let them fall. Removing his pants he stroked his hardening dick and began to rub it on the skin of my mother's bare shoulder. "You are speaking of having him play with your tits while you fondle his cock. Perhaps you should stand and offer me your naughty boobs Arianna." Tom then raised my mother to her feet and pushed the chair out of the way. Standing beside her, towering over her small body with his massive frame, he placed both of his hand around her tits from behind and began to lift and squeeze them as she tried to continuing typing. "Fuck, I just love these gorgeous big fat tits of yours Arianna. Shame your husband doesn't know how to enjoy them any more. From now on while at our house I want you to only wear these big loose sweaters with no bra underneath. I want to be able to play with your tits any time the opportunity permits." Looking upward toward Tom my mother merely nodded. I could tell from the expression on her face that she was enjoying have Tom fondle her breasts as much as he enjoyed doing so. Tom then took one of her hands and placed it around his cock. "You are talking about holding Tony's cock, so you can hold my cock." Tom explained. My mother returned to typing as best she could with her one free hand while she stroked Tom's hard cock. He continued to feel her breasts and to also explore her belly and back, and then he ran his hands over her covered butt, hips and legs. Meanwhile she clutched as his cock with all the force her delicate little hand could muster. Bending over to kiss the nape of my mother's neck while he continued to fondle her breasts I could barely hear him whisper to her "do you like the feel of my cock in your hand Arianna?" With these words he crushed each of her breasts firmly in his hands. She let out a squeal and replied "God yes, it is a magnificent cock. Biggest hardest cock that I have ever seen. I always wished that my husband had such a big dick, I always wanted to know what one felt like." "You are a very pretty lady. Very sensuous, sexy, voluptuous. Your big tits and round ass are driving that cock in your hand crazy. I notice now that you are answering Tony about his request for a tit fuck. I think my dick needs a good tit fucking too." Sitting her back in the chair Tom leaned himself over her. She now grabbed his cock with both hands and held it toward her chest as he squeezed her two breasts together around his dick. He then began to rhythmically pump his penis between the flesh of her breasts and she used her hands to ensure his cock was held in place. "Your big soft warm tits are perfect for fucking my cock." Tom said. "Most women don't have tits big enough for me." "I have never had such a massive big cock between my tits before." My mother responded. "It is beautiful being titty fucked by you dear. You can tit fuck me any time you want while I am visiting." She added. To help Tom's cock to slide more freely between her breasts my mother let out two large balls of spit, one between her breasts, and one directly onto his dick, bringing her mouth to within an inch of his penis. His cock now pumped up and down between her breasts more freely and rapidly. Looking up at him she asked "Does that make for a better tit-fucking dear? I will be sure to keep some baby oil with me at all times now so that when you need more titty-fucking's I will be ready." Tom continued to squeeze her tits together and pump away between her breasts. His face told both myself and my mother that he was going to cum soon. "You need to cum baby?" My mother soothingly said. "Would you like me to jerk you off on my tits dear?" She asked. With this she pulled his cock from between her breasts and began to stroke upon it with both of her tiny hands. Tom used the opportunity to squeeze her breasts hard and to pull them upward by her nipples, making her quiver. Grabbing his hanging balls with one hand and continuing to stroke his cock with her other I was shocked to hear my sweet innocent mother say "God Tom I love you playing rough with my tits. Squeeze them as hard as you want. Pull on my nipples as hard as you can! Play with my tits whenever you want, however you want, as rough as you want." With these words Tom couldn't resist any longer and he shot his load in large gushing streams all over my mother's chest. Then the little naught vixen that my mother squeezed Tom's balls and cock to push the remaining semen out and leaning forward licked the last drops of cum off the head of his dick. Licking her lips she signed "Mmmm, yummy." And with these words she returned to her one handed typing, continuing to hold Tom's softening dick in her other hand. Finishing her typing and hitting the send key to complete the e-mail she turning briefly back toward Tom, once again leaned forward to lick the head of his dick and then standing found her sweater and pulled in back over her head and down over her cum laden chest. As she prepared herself to leave the room she lastly noted "You can cum on my chest any time you need to dear. I'd love to go to bed each night with my tits covered in your semen and feeling tender from being squeezed and pulled on all day." Later in the evening when the men returned from the golf shop and we all sat around in the living room I commented to my mother that she looked particularly happy and youthful, and that I liked how she was always smiling and laughing now. I also commented that she and Tom seemed to get along quite well. "Yes, wonderful boy, truly nice son you have, most attentive and considerate." I told her that I was glad to see that she had found someone to keep her company through the day while the men were absorbed in their own activities and encouraged her to find common interests that she and Tom could share to help the time pass. "Oh yes dear." She said. "It so happens that Tom and I have a great many common interests, and I do plan on our spending more time together with him exploring and sharing them." I told her that I thought that this was a great idea! The next morning I prepared breakfast for the men, who had made plans to go golfing for the day to try out the new drivers they had bought. They seemed very excited about their prospects and were distracted from the goings on of the house. My mother wore a sweater and jeans, and I was surprised how shapely her bottom looked in the tight fitting pants. I noticed that Tom also could not help but notice her butt, and stared at it frequently. Both Tom and I also noticed from the way that my mother's breasts bounced freely beneath her sweater than she was not wearing a bra, just as Tom had commanded. After the men left, mother and Tom continued sitting at the Kitchen table as I cleaned the dishes. Each time I turned my back to them, from the corner of my eye I could see Tom reach over and fondle my mother's breasts through her sweater. She would giggle and laugh. Pretending innocence I would ask what was so funny and she would answer that Tom had just told her a funny joke. I told her I was happy that they got along so well together as I had to leave the house today on business and so hopefully they could find a way to fill the long day ahead together. I did have business to do, but before I left I set the camera station to record so that I could witness on my return the goings on during my absence. When I got home later that day I reviewed the video. The cameras are motion sensitive, and so the recording showed the view from each camera as Tom and my mother would enter a room. I saw that immediately after my mother closed the front door behind me after wishing me a great day that Tom came up behind her and clutched the sweater by the lower edges. My mother instinctively raised her hands and Tom pulled the sweater off over her head. She turned to him and smiled as he began to play with her hanging breasts. "Shall we go see if we have any new e-mails today dear?" She inquired and took Tom by the hand, leading him up the hallway stairs to his room. With each step Tom slapped her bottom through her tight jeans and she laughed and giggled the whole way. Sitting at the desk she opened her e-mail while Tom continued to pull and fondle her breasts and she began to rub his cock through his pants. "Oh no!" She exclaimed, "I am in real trouble now." Tom glanced at her inquiringly. "Tony has been jerking off now thinking about me giving him blowjobs, and cumming in my mouth. Does this mean that if I write him back that I am going to have to suck that massive dick of yours? And are you going to have to shoot your load into my mouth rather than over my tits?" She looked up at my stepson with a look of absolute lust and passion in her eyes that I had never thought my sweet mother capable of. "Well, rules are rules Arianna, and they do need to be followed." Tom answered with a smile. Stripping himself completely naked and holding his hard prick in his hand Tom stood before my mother and said "Do what you have to do, my huge titted beauty." She seemed to love these words and quickly clutched his cock with one hand as she began typing with the other. "Oh no", mother said "I just told Tony that I miss his cock and long to suck hard and deep on it. I guess by the rules this means that now I need to give you a nice blow job doesn't it." With this she turned toward Tom and looking up at him with desperate eyes she clutched his dick with both hands and began to lick around the head of his cock. Tom began to moan and my mother added "Fuck, what a massive beautiful dick, it may take me having to suck this cock all day long to give you a proper blow job." With that she sunk her lips over the head of his cock and took in carefully into her mouth. With the skill by which my mother sucked Tom's cock, it was evident that she had sucked a lot of cock through her life. But the slowness by which she came to be able to take him fully into her mouth suggested that she had never a cock as large as this to suck before. She would suck on the head, then lick up and down the shaft, taking her time to enjoy the texture of his dick. She would fondle, lick and suck at his scrotum and balls. She would then return the head of his cock to her mouth and struggle to manage another inch of his length into her throat. Then she would return to licking and sucking on his shaft, overwhelmed by the feeling of his cock in her mouth. I knew the feeling well, as it had taken me some time to be able to fully take Tom's cock into my mouth. But she managed well, and after some time she achieved her goal and Tom was pumping his dick away at her, managing to face fuck most of his length into her eager and hungry mouth. The whole while he grabbed forcefully at her breasts, squeezing them hard, seizing and pulling them roughly, spanking her breasts and yanking hard on her nipples. I could hear her moan and whimper in pain and pleasure when her mouth wasn't full of cock. Pulling his dick from her gaping throat, Tom ordered my mother to open her lips so that he could cum in her mouth. She grabbed his cock with both hands and started stroking him vigorously as she leaned toward him with her mouth wide open. "Cum in my mouth baby!" she pleaded. "Fuck, slurp it all down you big titted slut!" Tom cried out as he began to fire his load into my mother's face. She gulped him down willingly, apparently turned on by his dirty talk. After thoroughly cleaning his dick with her eager tongue and lips she returned to the keyboard. "Oh my, I better finish this e-mail before we get ourselves into any further trouble!" she said. She finished her e-mail one handed, never letting go of her grip on Tom's cock, turning from time to time to tease the limp dick in her hand with her mouth. Tom told her that she was the best cock sucker that he had ever known. Imagine that! My mother, the best at sucking cock that he had ever known, and he has had a lot of women. Better than me even! Obviously there was much about my mother that I was not aware of. She told him that from now on he could play with her tits, get titty fuckings and demand blow jobs whenever he pleased. When she finished typing and pushed the send button she stood bare chested before my naked step son. Fondling her hanging breasts Tom leaned downward to kiss her upon the lips, a kiss she willingly received. "Fuck you turn me on you sexy little bitch." He said, adding "What was that last bit I saw you writing before you hit the send key?" "Oh, nothing really." She explained. "As you were spanking my tush when I walked up the stairs it reminded me of how I love Tony spanking my ass when I am strutting around his house in only my panties. So I told him that I couldn't wait for him to spank my ass again." Smiling broadly and turning to walk away, Tom grabbed her by the waist and pulling her tight began to hump her ass through her jeans. "Not so fast there Arianna. A deal is a deal. You describe a sexual activity to Tony, and we have to act it out." With that he lowered his hands and began to work the button and zipper free on her jeans. My mother offered no resistance but rather, from the expression on her face, I could see that she was in pure heaven and obviously planned this. Lowering his body Tom pulled her jeans down over her bottom and slid them down her thighs, helping her remove her foot from each leg. He raised himself back up again, and she turned to embrace him, his body naked, she in only her dainty panties. She had on much sexier panties than I ever imagined that my mother would wear. Black lace, not a thong, but leaving much of her butt cheeks exposed. She reached over his shoulders and pulled herself upward to share a kiss while his hands dropped onto her virtually bare butt and he began to caress and squeeze the flesh he found there. "Do you like my ass Tom? I know I am older than you, but I try hard to keep fit, and I want so much for you to like my ass. I want you to want my ass." "Well, let's see a bit of a better view." Tom replied, and turning her around bent her over the computer desk. Resting on her elbows her pendulous breasts hung down to the table, her nipples resting on the surface. Tom began to explore her body carefully and slowly with his hands, taking his time to explore each curve. Seizing her hair he yanked back her head and putting a finger into her mouth for her to suck said "A very pretty lady. Mature, married, sweet, but lonely, horny and kinky. Even looks a bit slutty at times, especially when she has my cock buried deep in her mouth." My mother let out a long moan. Moving his hands down he spanked her hanging breasts, flopping them back and forth. "Great tits, best I have ever seen." Running his hands over her shoulders and down her back to her waist and then over her hips he added "Attractive back, narrow waist, sexy round hips." Continuing downward he explored first the outside of her legs, and then on the way up, explored the inside of her thighs. "Hot sexy legs, great for wrapping around a man's face." This comment made my mother squeal like a little girl, obviously provoking some desire deep in her. Placing her hands on her behind, he rubbed the flesh of her butt while she gyrated and pulsed back on his hands, sighing lightly. "Definitely a sweet sexy ass." Tom said "But it will need a spanking to know for sure." With this she visibly clenched herself and soon after the palm of his hand came down upon her butt cheek. Lowering herself fully onto the desk she forced out her ass as high as she could, standing on her tip toes. He wacked her butt a few more times. She cried out after the 4th spanking "God Sir, spank my ass, spank it hard, any time you want, leave marks, he never sees me naked any more." Tom wacked her ass a few more times, each stroke harder and swifter than the time before. My mother screamed out in pain and pleasure, and begged for more. "You like your ass spanking?" Tom asked. She said she loved it. With another firm stroke he asked "Are you my cock sucking slut, Arianna?" She agreed that she was. "Did you enjoy sucking my cock and swallowing my load?" She confessed that she loved it, had wanted to suck him since he first made her show her tits to him, and that she wanted to spend the rest of the day sucking his cock over and over. Lastly he ordered "I need to hear my cock sucker beg me to punish her for being such a slut by spanking her ass hard." "Tom, I have become a slut. It's all true. Sucking other men's cocks to feed my hungry desires. Even letting some fuck me. I deserve to be punished and whipped for my sins. Spank my ass, spank this slut hard enough to punish me for my sins." With that he whipped and spanked at her ass over and over, visibly making her butt cheeks glow red. Her chubby cheeks shook and jiggled with each delivery of his palm upon her flesh, and with each strike she moaned and mumbled something about every slut needing a good hard spanking. Slapping my mother's butt and listening to her pleading and cries had made Tom rock hard again. Raising my mother from the table Tom put her hands upon his cock, which she eagerly grabbed hold of. Kissing her and thrusting out his tongue, which she eagerly sucked, Tom then said that he wanted to spend the rest of the day fucking her face, fucking her tits, spanking her ass and slapping and pulling and biting her tits. She called him Master and told him to use his new slut in any way he pleased. Passion with a Younger Man As the video progressed, I watched as my mother led him from one room to the next throughout the house, pulling him along by his cock, sucking him in this room, tit fucking him in another, having him spank her while she leaned over a bed, letting him play roughly with her breasts while bend over him, hanging her breasts into his face. He clenched a breast between his two meaty hands and squeeze it hard, biting and pulling at her nipple with his teeth. She moaned deeply and begged that he punish her tits and he had punished her ass. He firmly spanked each hanging breast as she pumped away on his cock with her hand. Laying on her back she shoved her breasts together into two large gelatinous balls, each the size of a watermelon, and Tom pulled them up by her nipples, watching them spring back and bounce about when he released them. He slapped them firmly, leaving the imprint of his fingers and palms as bright red enflamed flesh upon the otherwise white skin. In my bedroom she pushed him onto the bed and spreading his legs shoved her face down into his groin. I watched as she tenderly squeezed each of his balls between her fingers and licked his scrotum and licked his testicle, then repeating with the other. Taking each ball into her mouth, she sucked it gently, making him moan and jolt his body. Having worked over his balls and sack so that pre-cum oozed from the head of his dick, she raised his cock and licked the head clean. Working his cock slowly into her mouth she proved herself to be a professional slut, soon swallowing most of his length down her throat, rhythmically fucking his rigid cock with her face. She must have sensed when he was about to cum for she pulled his cock from her mouth and stroking it vigorously pleaded "Cum on my tits soldier. Your slut wants cum all over her tits as she lays sleeping beside her husband tonight." Lowering her chest to let her breasts dangle over his dick, she pumped him until he came hard all over her. Sucking the last of his cum from his dripping dick, my mother sat up on the bed. I could see the redness of her abused breasts, and Tom's cum dripping down her chest. She then lay beside him. They held each other, exchanges deep kisses. Tom's hand on her breast. Her hand cupping his balls. My mother, virtually nude, lying beside my naked stepson, whom she had just sucked off. If someone told me that this was even possible a week ago, I would have thought them crazy. That evening we all sat together at the dining room table and shared dinner. My mother gave no hint of her exploits with my stepson through the day, other than the gingerly way she sat on the hard wooden chairs, evidence of the firm spankings that her tush had earlier received. She did not pay Tom any special attention, but did not avoid his gaze. When their eyes did happen to lock I noticed she often would rub her hand briefly over her chest, presumably remembering the semen that he had left there. Tom would glance at me and smile, and I would return a knowing wink. Helping me clean up in the kitchen after dinner Tom asked if I had watched the video's yet and what did they look like. I said that I had watched as he had fed his dick into my mother's mouth, and as he spanked her ass bent over the computer desk. I said that I watched her swallow his cum and heard her beg to be punished as a slut. He said that now he knew where I got my passionate appetite and sexual depravity from. I asked if he meant it when he told her that she was the best cock sucker that he ever had, and if she was even better than me. He just said "Well, you know, like mother like daughter. Now I really need to know though if she is as good of a fuck as her daughter." I knew it was inevitable that before this Christmas was over that my stepson's cock would be inside my mother's vagina. The next few days were busy with family activities. My other step children all arrived home for the holidays and we celebrated Christmas as one big family, full of laughter and yelling, smiles and tears. This is the way we Italians celebrate every event. It is how we show are love and loyalty to each other. Throughout these days my Mother and Tom did not get any great lengths of time together, but they would make convenient excuses to escape prying eyes. My mother might say she need to fold laundry in the basement. A few minutes later Tom would say he was going to let out the cats, and bring them down through the basement. Or my mother would go upstairs to put away the laundry, while Tom said he needed to check his e-mail. During these times I would race to the bedroom and turn on the cameras in the applicable room that they shared alone together, however briefly. I would see the screen open to my mother lifting her top to reveal her breasts for Tom to squeeze and suck upon, or Tom opening his pants as my mother dropped to her knees to eagerly suck upon his cock for a few precious moments. She would wear long skirts, and Tom would raise these to reveal her tush, which he would quickly deliver a few firm wacks too. Given enough uninterrupted time together, Tom would shoot his load into her mouth, and watch as she greedily wolfed it all down, or blow his cum over her tits, as she lowered her sweater to conceal her new found prize, or ejaculate onto her ass, as she pulled back down her skirt to hide her semen soaked panties. Most nights my mother went to bed content, her bum or breasts having been adequately covered in cum to satisfy her naughty desires. On Boxing Day everyone was excited to rise early and get to the stores quickly to spend their gift cards - the new Christmas gift. But my mother feigned a migraine, of which she was prone, and I suggested that Tom stay home with her to make her tea and keep her company. She insisted that Tom go shopping but he said that he could go shopping another day and that someone needed to stay back with her was the right thing to do. My father agreed and thanked Tom for being such a gentleman. Leaving on the cameras and recorder, I anticipated throughout the duration of our visit to the mall watching the video on my return. As I expected, as soon as the car pulled from the driveway, my mother removed her hand from her supposedly aching skull and she quickly pulled the sweater over her head, throwing it to the ground, and then slid her skirt down over her hips, letting it fall to her feet. Stepping free she grasped Tom's hands and placed them upon her breasts. Kissing each other deeply, she tugged at his belt buckle and worked his pants and underwear down over his knees. Dropping to her own knees she grasped his hard prick and looking up at him said "I have been dying for days to give you the long deep cock sucking that you so deserve." And with these words she plunged her mouth deep over his dick. Not having moved even a few inches from where we all had left them standing at the door, my mother sucked on Tom's cock with all the vigor of a horny schoolgirl, the pleasure and excitement evident upon her glowing face. Before she had had her fill of cock Tom pulled her back to her feet. Clutching his cock desperately my mother stared into Tom's eyes, her face hungry with sexual need. "Let's go upstairs." Tom said. "And find if Tony is suggesting any additional sexual positions we will need to assume." Understanding his point in a moment, she pulled him upstairs by his dick, eager to expand the sexual opportunities she was offering my stepson. Bent over the desk she opened the e-mail while Tom stood behind her, fondling her drooping breasts and rubbing her plump bum while he ground his hard cock between the crack of her butt. She forced her hips back onto his cock, in eager anticipation. Standing and turning to face him, my mother pronounced "Tony is talking about needing to fuck me again soon." Looking up at Tom with big watery eyes she announced "Tom. I have deprived both you and myself long enough. I was shy and nervous, but now it is time. You are going to have to fuck me today." "Arianna, I want your pussy so badly that my cock aches for it. Write your letter, and then we will spend the rest of the day fucking." Returning to the keyboard she typed away frantically, trying to write her response as quickly as possible. Meanwhile Tom pulled her panties down over her bum and let them drop to the floor. My mother and Tom were now both naked together. He caressed her bare bum with his hands and the head of his dick. Going onto his knees, he kissed at the soft white skin of her pudgy bottom. He fondled and kneaded the flesh as he kissed and licked her butt cheeks. She squealed and giggled in a silly way. Here was my mother, desperate to be fucked by a man other than my father. While writing to another man that she would fuck him upon her return. I realized that my mother was completely justified in referring to herself as a slut. She was. But then again, who am I too judge. When she finished her e-mail and said that she told Tony that she would fuck him when she got back home, Tom said "Perfect. Now, per our agreement, I get to fuck you also." "And, once you have fucked me once you can fuck me anytime you want after that." She added. Seizing his cock my mother pulled Tom into my bedroom. My bedroom! The slut. Laying herself on my bed she fondled Tom's cock and balls with her outstretched hand as he stood over her. Spreading her legs wide, she began to rub her vagina with the other. Tom caressed her breasts as the flesh hung from her chest, and rubbed her slightly rounded tummy. He ran his fingers along the inside of her thigh. He ran his fingers through her thick dark bush. He sank a finger deep inside of her vagina. She pulled her hand away from her crotch and thrust up her hips, exposing her vagina to his view as she impaled his finger more deeply inside of her. "I hope you don't mind how hairy my bush is." She asked. "Tony wants me to trim it more, but my husband might get suspicious." Her pubic hair was long and bushy, wide across her crotch. Tom ran his hand through her dark pubic hair again. "I think that you are absolutely gorgeous and perfect in every way." Tom said, adding "I love that you are the typical shy Italian lady. I love your big tits and soft round ass. I love your furry pussy and your eagerness to please. I love that you live to suck cock and want your ass spanked and tits roughed up. And I love that you are laying there with your legs spread wide, holding my cock, wanting me to fuck you." With this Tom motioned his body onto the bed and between my mother's legs, raising his body above and overs hers. Lowering his massive frame down onto her body, quickly and without another word he slid his penis inside of her. Her head rocked back and she let out a hard moan, and then settled into the rocking motion of him driving himself in and out of her. Putting her arms behind her head she lay there enjoying her new lover using her vagina for his own gratification. They kissed as they fucked. Tom groped at her breasts as they fucked. She cupped her breasts together and jiggled them playful for him as they fucked. They lashed each other's tongue with their own as they fucked. She grabbed at his balls and ground her hips hard against his cock as they fucked. He drove himself into her slowly. He drove himself into her quickly. She moaned and sighed and begged him not to stop. She spread her legs wide, and raised them high. She leaned her head forward to watch his cock slide in and out of her. She told him that she was so happy that he had found her e-mail and forced her to show him her tits, to suck his cock and to fuck him. He told her that he loved fucking her and was going to fuck her over and over all day long until the family returned, and then fuck her every chance they got until she left. At this her eyes rolled back and she started to convulse, gyrating erratically under Tom's body. He slowed, but she told him to continue. She explained that she had always orgasmed easily in her youth, but hadn't in quite some time, and that his big cock and heavy thrusts were making her feel like a woman again. I smiled when I heard her words. I knew this feeling very well myself. Falling off of my mother by rolling himself onto the bed, Tom told my mother to climb on board. A bit timid at first she quickly overcame her shyness and mounting my stepson grabbed his cock and seated over him directed his rigid shaft at her opening. Bouncing up and down on his dick, he thrilled in watching her huge breasts bounce about and swaying back and forth. He slapped them and pulled them and grabbed them as they shook. She was delighted by this attention and begged him to be rougher with her tits. She bounced and fucked until it was his turn, and Tom came deep into my mother's vagina. They each let out heavy screams as she clearly also had her second orgasm of the day. Like playful teens, they then strode throughout my house, both completed naked. Tom patted her ass with my pizza paddle over our kitchen table. Her spanked her breasts with my wooden spaghetti spoon. She sat her bare butt on my kitchen counter and leaning back spread her legs so he could fuck her with my wooden pasta roller. They stood naked together staring out over the backyard through the dining room window, she pulling on his pecker as he fondled her heavy breasts. He bent her over and fucked her from behind on the bed she shared with my father each night. She called me on my cell to tell me she was feeling much better while she munched and slurped on his cock during the moments I was speaking. In fact, during the call I had a strong suspicion this is what she was doing, and the video proved it. She called her husband and they talked up quite a storm for 20 minutes or so. As I witnessed in the video, during this time she was straddled over Tom's cock as he sat on the couch, softly rocking herself up and down over his dick as Tom amused himself playing with her floppy breasts. They actually fucked up until the minute our car started to pull into the driveway. With our arrival they both scurried away to get quickly dressed and met us gleefully at the door. As we sat together in the living room later that evening, my mother sitting beside my father holding his hand, I couldn't help but consider that I knew she had Tom's semen spread over her bush, covering her left nipple and breast, and running down between her butt cheeks. She sat contentedly with my father, in her own personal little heaven, her body covered in another man's semen. Tom meanwhile told me when we were alone that not only did she tie me as the best cock sucker he ever knew, but also as the best fuck he had ever had. He also added that his dick was so sore from fucking my mother's cunt all day that he didn't know if he could every fuck again. Of course, this was to be proved a lie shortly. Making excuses myself to help them to be alone, soon into the next day I watched on the video as they were fucking once again. Going to the basement to do some dusting, Tom followed to get some pop. Without hesitation Tom turned my mother toward the couch, bent her over it, raised her skirt, which had no panties on under it, pulled out his cock, and stuck it into her with such ease that you would have thought that her pussy was his cock's natural home. He pounded her fast and hard, told her what an incredible slut she was, yanked his dick out of her, slapped her on the ass, turned her about, forced her to her knees, she quickly swallowed his whole dick into her mouth, sucked furiously, then raised her top to expose her breasts so he could shoot his load onto her chest. Lowering her sweater back over her cum covered breasts she licked his cock clean, tucked it back into his pants, stood up, straightened her skirt, and returned to her dusting. He grabbed a few pop and marched up the stairs. In less than 5 minutes he had fucked her vagina and mouth and had cum over her breasts. This little game they repeated throughout the next few days until New Year's approached. My mother now laughed and smiled continually, and everyone commented that she was so happy and joyful that she was making Christmas all the more wonderful for them. She would agree that this was the most fabulous Christmas she had ever had. On one of these days Tom and my mother checked her e-mail again and Tom noticed Tony speaking of Arianna's toy, and wondered if she brought it with her, and whether she was planning to wear it on her return. Inquiring on the nature of this toy, my mother blushed. As Tom told me later, she explained that from time to time she would let Tony have anal sex with her. She admitted that she had never had anal sex with her husband but Tony had insisted and in a moment of passion she surrendered the virginity of her butt to him. So that it did not hurt so much she had agreed to wear a smooth anal butt plug on the days that she was going to let him enter her ass. The smooth rubber, well lubricated, entered easily and then slowly stretched her butt, allowing him to enter her easily afterward. The idea turned on Tom deeply and he told me to buy one for her the next time I was out. I selected a rather large one, knowing of his intentions, and the dimensions of his dick. He presented it to my mother on the morning of New Year's Eve as a gift, and told her to write Tony that she had her toy with her and would be wearing it for him when she arrived back home. On writing the e-mail Tom told her that she knew what she now had to do. She understood and agreed. I created a diversion for them by getting the guys to come along and look at Christmas lights in the neighbourhood. Watching the video on my return, I saw as my mother raised her dress and turning around bent over a chair to present her bum to Tom. Tom lubricated the butt plug well and began to work it into her ass. As he slowly pushed it in he explained to her "So you understand by writing the letter to Tony and accepting this plug in your horny little asshole that I will be giving you a good deep ass fucking tonight, don't you my precious little slut." "Yes Sir." She replied. "And I understand that once you have ass fucked your slut, that you will be able to do so anytime afterward as you wish. My body will then be fully yours to use in any manner you please. Thank-you for buying a large butt plug Sir, my ass will certainly need a wide stretching to fit your big cock. But when you enter me I will probably still scream." "Do you want my cock in your ass Arianna?" Tom inquired. "God yes darling, I want to surrender my body completely to you. I want you to have me in every way you can. But it is still going to hurt and I will scream." As he thrust the last of the plug into her she let out a brief yell. "We will think of something then to cover the sounds of your screams while you get your first real ass fucking." He said. When I returned home with the men we found my mother and Tom sitting on a couch watching TV. I noticed that she was sitting on her side, resting on her legs rather than her butt. Without reviewing the video I already knew that she sat there, close to Tom, with her new toy inserted in her. She frequently re-adjusted her position, moving and squirming about. Tom and I noticed her discomfort, though the men did not seem to notice her all. The men went to the basement to watch their sports on the TV down there while I sat on a chair and watched TV with Tom and my mother. Tom threw a blanket over my mother saying she looked cold, and then she cuddled her head upon his chest, tucking the blanket around his waist. I noticed as he stroked her hair, and she glanced occasionally at me to see if I had an expression of concern. But I pretended to find nothing suspicious in their activities. Soon it was apparent under the cover that Tom was fondling my mother's breasts and that she was rubbing his cock through his pants. Soon I could tell that she had unzipped his pants and had his cock out. The lump in the blanket and the movement of her hand up and down not overly well concealed. As Tom stroked her hair and played with her boobs under the blanket he said that she looked tired and suggested she lay down her head to rest. She agreed and tucking her head under the blanket laid her head on his reclining belly. With her head covered, Tom and I began to make facial gestures at each other. I made a face of shocked amazement. He looked back with a giant grimace. Placing his hand on her head outside the cover it became obvious that she now had his cock in her mouth and was starting to slowly suck it gently back and forth. Unbelievably my mother was giving my stepson's a blow job not six feet from me! Passion with a Younger Man Raising his free hand to his mouth he made an O with his lips and put his finger to it, moving it back and forth. I shook my head, knowing this was the sign of a blow job. He looked down at where her head was and smiled and then made a look on his face like he was having an orgasm. He then moved his hands and cupped them to his chest, making the sign of holding two breasts. Then he pointed at me and made the sign again. I knew that he wanted to see my tits as my mother sucked his dick. I was wearing a light sweater and so raised it and removed my bra. I saw him then put his hands under the blanket and could tell that he had grabbed her breasts and was tugging at their flesh. As he played with my mother's breasts and enjoyed the blowjob, he watched my bouncing boobs as I jiggled them in my hands for him as I knew he liked me to do. Soon my stepson's face bore the expression of a real orgasm and I knew that my mother was now gulping down his explosive load of cum. Lowering my sweater and shoving my bra between the chair cushions he raised her head from beneath the blanket. She announced that she had had a good little nap while licking her lips clean of the dribbles of semen that still dripped from them. As New Year's Eve progressed most of my step children announced that they had better places to be and so we adults planned to have a New Year's party all our own. Tom however said he had no plans and so chose to share the evening with us. Supper was an interesting affair. Sitting her butt down on the flat wooden chair, the force must have applied much pressure to my mother's butt plug, for she squirmed and wiggled constantly. She made many excuses to get up and always returned to her chair very gingerly. At times her sexual state seemed clear as she would let out a brief moan or sign, and her face flushed with arousal. But the men took no notice and Tom and I just smiled subtly to each other. The rest of the evening we stood around sharing drinks and stories, and while my mother stayed close to my husband when he was around, she clung desperately to Tom's arm when only they are I were in the room. Tom would also slide his hand down and rub her bum through her long skirt in my presence, and she only pushed his hand away when I looked directly toward them. At other times he would stand behind her and wrapping his hands around would lift her heavy breasts from beneath the sweater. Though I was in the room, she pretended that he was only giving her hugs and let him freely play with her chest in front of me. As the night proceeded and we all got more tipsy on wine, when we were alone without the men Tom slid his hand under my mother's skirt and up over her bum as we stood together chatting. Though fairly obvious to me what was occurring, she again pretended as if nothing was going on. She told me with an innocent expression of various happenings in her neighbourhood as Tom caressed the flesh of her bare ass. She only would pause occasionally in her conversing, flinching or briefly moaning when Tom teased her by pulling on the butt plug in her ass. They also exchanged brief kisses when I was in the room and not looking directly at them, but certainly in a position to know what I saw. Later still, when John was showing my husband his power tools in the garage, Tom and my mother sat together on the couch opposing the one I was seated on, and as my mother told me of my brother and his family Tom slid her skirt up over her knees and putting on hand on her calf began to run it up the length of her leg until it rested on the inside of her thigh. Without losing her train of thought or our eye contact she continued her discussions while parting her legs slightly to provide him better access and leaned her back deeply against his chest. He placed his free hand on top of her sweater and began to squeeze and grope her boob. She did not respond, but merely listened to me as I explained about the shoes I was looking to buy. Drunk by now she had become clearly something of a tramp, uninhibited and unconcerned that I knew that my stepson was her lover. She pulled her skirt high up onto her thighs so that Tom could reach her bare bush and pussy. She grabbed his other hand and thrust it beneath her sweater so that he could tug at her breasts as he pleased. She then lowered her hand to his groin and began to rub his growing cock through his pants. It was at this point the nature of her conversation changed. "Dear, Tom and I need to spend a little time together upstairs tonight, and it might get a little bit loud. Could you do your mother a big favor please and take the men into the basement, turn on some music, loudly please, and dance the night away with them." I replied "Well, I do see that you have your hands quite full over there mother, and so does Tom." Both smiled and they exchanged a deep and passionate kiss. "Thank-you for understanding dear. And of course, mum is the word." "Of course mother." I said and got up to make the requested arrangements. Turning on the video recorder I led the men to the basement as Tom and mother pretended to be too drunk to carry on the night any further and said they were going to sleep. I turned the music loud and danced the hours away with my husband and father. Though from time to time I could hear the sharp screams of my mother coming down through the floors, the men did not notice and the night continued on with dancing for us, and evidently more for them. Watching the video once alone the next day I saw Tom and mother proceed upstairs. Entering her room and closing and locking the door behind them, mother quickly stripped and said that the ass plug was driving her crazy and that she was more than ready for her ass fucking now. Though I could hear our music playing in the background on the recording, I could still make out their words. She staggered with her drunkenness and fell into Tom's arms. Tom pushed her face first down onto the bed and slapped her ass roughly, ordering her to raise her hips and ass to him. Obeying his commands she got on all fours and raised her ass high for him. Tugging at the butt plug and then releasing it so it sucked back into her butt Tom said "So Arianna, is my married fuck hungry slut ready for a cock in her ass now?" "Fuck yes Tom, fuck yes. Ass fuck your dirty slut. Ass fuck her hard. Punish my ass for being such a whore behind my husband's back, ass fuck the sin out of me!" She begged. Plucking the plug from her bottom and tossing it aside he rubbed more lubricant onto her ass and over his dick. Placing the head of his dick to her ass he commanded "Music is loud now bitch, beg as loud as you can to be ass fucked. Now slut. Beg." Crying out loud my mother exclaimed "Tom, lover, please, ass fuck me now, I want to be your bitch, I want you to fuck me as your slut, I want you to abuse me as you would a whore. Fuck my ass lover, and don't stop no matter how loud I scream. Make me yours completely." With this Tom started to feed his cock into her bottom inch by inch. She did scream, very loud. He spanked her ass beat red and raw, as she cried out for him to feed more cock into her ass. In a while his full length was in her. Tears rolled from her eyes, her screams could be heard in the basement, saliva filled her gaping mouth and drool ran from her lips. He called her a slut once more and pulling out most of his cock slowly, then slammed it fully back into her fast and hard. Her eyes rolled back far into her head as she let out a sharp scream. She then begged him to fuck her ass more, to repeat the rapid deep thrusts. He did so, reaming her ass as first slowly, and then quickening his pace. As the songs went by one by one, his rhythm increased to the cycle of a full out fast fuck. He ran ten inches in and out of my mother's ass as fast as he could, and she only begged for more and more. He then suddenly pulled his cock free from her. Falling onto her back she assumed he was done. But he grabbed her legs and thrusting a pillow under her ass to raise her hips higher, he sat on his knees between her spread thighs and told her to prepare for more ass fucking. Grabbing her legs he placed the head of his dick to her now permanently enlarged anus. His dick slid in easily and naturally. Her head convulsed backward as she found herself once again been ass fucked. Grabbing her arms he pulled her forward and he continued to ride her. Her breasts were bunched up and compressed between them and he held her head so that she could see his cock going in and out of her. "Look at your big floppy tits, sexy wet cunt and horny wide ass getting fucked Arianna. Tell me what you see." Alternating her looks up to his eyes and back to her vagina and his cock in her butt, she said "I see breasts that have spent a fabulous 2 weeks being played with by the rough hands of a big masculine man. I see a pussy well satisfied, so grateful to have met you and your big wonderful cock. And I see an asshole that hopes to have many more encounters of having her lover's big cock driving into her. And I see a cock that I truly love and adore deeply, and that I hope to spend many years to come satisfying with my hands, mouth, tongue, tits, cunt and ass. " Letting her collapse onto her back, he continued to fuck her ass. He slapped and pulled at her breasts, and he pinched her clit and finger fucked her vagina. She said she was his willing slut and fuck toy. He said that he was going to fuck her ass all night. He fucked it a long time, but of course not all night. Her ass was eventually filled with cum and she fell asleep naked and well fucked on her bed. Fortunately I had kept the men up late and they each fell to sleep on a couch in the basement. The next day my mother could barely walk. She moved slowly and carefully, trying not to draw attention to herself. When my father asked if she were alright she said that the booze had gotten to her. When alone she said to me "Darling, please don't tell your father." To which I replied "Tell him what mother? That you are a slut. That you spent the last week sucking and fucking my stepson's cock. That you sucked him off while laying on the couch across from me. That you spent the hours last night when we were dancing having Tom fuck you in the ass. No mother, your secret is safe with me. It would break father's heart to know what a whore his wife and the mother of his children has become." With her eyes to the ground and looking deeply ashamed he just whispered "Thank-you." Later in the day I sat with Tom and said that it was a shame that he had butt fucked her so severely, and in her condition he would not be getting any more butt fucking before she and dad returned home the next day. I said that he would probably have to wait until next Christmas to get to be with her again. He just smiled at me. I said "What?" "They live in NYC." He said. "I return to school at Penn State next week. It is less than a 4 hour drive. She said that she is going to make an excuse every couple of weeks to drive up and see her darling grandson over a weekend. When she told your father this he thought it was a great idea, said it was nice that we were bonding and should spend more time together. I told her to make sure when she drove up that she had the butt plug you bought her in her ass during the ride so I could start her weekend visit with a nice hard ass fucking." "And what did she say to that suggestion?" I inquired. He said "She replied of course darling, anything your order. My ass already can't wait for the next time you drive your big hard cock into it!" I looked Tom in the eyes in absolute amazement. "Slut." Was all I could said.