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Forlealelea Ch. 01

By: Rocketspeedfish



Rick, a high school dropout-shut in living with his parents. His father, James, disowned him as a son, and only provides shelter out of pity. He ignores his existence and does not talk to the boy. His mother, Vanessa, checked out mentally years ago, and is more of a robot going through her daily routines. She does not despise her son but babies him instead. She is the only reason Rick was allowed to stay in the house. The relationship between husband and wife is more of a social obligation than any actual intimacy between the two persons. James regularly cheats on his wife with his secretary. Vanessa knows about his affair, but does not see a reason to bring it up. She's indifferent about her situation. As mentioned before, she's long since been gone. 

The Vicksens lived in a white suburbia just outside the city. James was hardly around. He would regularly go to bed at 9PM and wake up and leave for work around 4AM and come back home just in time for dinner and to sleep. Vanessa stayed at home and made sure things were kept neat and clean for the company they received once a year. She was a typical housewife cleaning the house, cooking food, going shopping, and all the other things you could think of. Rick, the Vicksens youngest son, lived in the basement where his father would never have to see him. It's not like it mattered much. Rick stayed downstairs on his computer playing video games and watching porn all day long. Vanessa didn't show much concern as she was busy with the household upkeeping. Little did she know, her devious son began conjuring a terrible idea.

Vanessa heard the loud footsteps coming up the wooden stairs from the basement. She was in the kitchen washing dishes. "Good morning son, would you like to eat?"

"Sure," her back was turned to him, but she could feel him approaching her. 

A sound of a shutter closing came from behind her. She quickly turned around, "What was that?" she asked noticing her son a bit too close to her.

"Just taking pictures of my beautiful mother." Rick's acne filled face smiled at her. She felt uneasy but smiled back. She looked down and noticed that he hadn't changed clothes for at least a week. His overgrown stomach was stretching the sweat and grease stained shirt. 

"Oh that's sweet. Don't you think you should take a shower?" 

"I'm sorry! Does my existence annoy you too? Maybe I should just kill myself." He slammed his fist onto the kitchen counter and stormed off back to his room. She didn't meant to insult him, but didn't stop him either.

When Rick reached his room he quickly connected his phone to his computer. He gazed through the gallery of candid pictures of his own mother. Vanessa was a short woman standing at 5 feet, but her curves more than made up for it. Most noticeably was her wide hips and large but toned ass. Rick's obsession with his mother started when he was born, but as he grew older, his thoughts only darkened. He cropped all the pictures to only leave out the identity of his mother. He then uploaded the pictures to a "thick girls only" forum. He was regarded as the best original content poster. People kept asking what the relationship was and if they could see nude pictures. He never replied to anyone, but the thought of other people masturbating to his mother turned him on. His collection started a year ago, but he began to grow tired of the candid pictures, he wanted to expose her further.

Rick took a shower as his mother requested and put on a fresh pair of clothes before heading back upstairs. 

"Sorry honey, I didn't mean to upset you." she said sitting at the table along with lunch prepared. 

"You really hurt my feelings."

"How can I make it up to you? I made your favorite; grilled cheese and apple juice." She smiled.

"No, Vanessa." It was odd as an outsider viewing the relationship, but Rick recently started calling his mother by her first name because he felt that it'd change the dynamic of their relationship. As if, in some sick way, they could be a couple. "I want you to go shopping with me."

"Shopping? Your father only left enough for the groceries."

"I have my allowance saved up." Rick said convincingly. "Now hurry up and get dressed. And for God's sake put on some make up." For some reason, his last remark hit her hard. She began to think deeply as to maybe that was why her relationship with her husband hadn't existed for an eternity. 

"Ok. Wait for me," she quickly snapped out of it knowing it'd only bring suffering to dwell on her marriage. Rick followed her upstairs and waited in her bedroom while she started the shower. As soon as he heard her step in, he began to ravage through her drawers. He knew where she kept her underwear and quickly bunched up all the "boring" underwear. The only underwear left were two thongs that were sets with her lingerie her husband had bought for her a decade ago. She wore the black one once and never touched the pink one. Rick often masturbated with the thought of his mother wearing a thong, but never had the chance to see her in one.

He ran down the stairs and tossed the cotton underwear into the trash. 

After finishing in the shower, "Rick?" she called out. He ran back upstairs to his parents' bedroom. Vanessa had a towel wrapped around her brunette hair and body. "Did you go through my drawers?" She asked confused.

"Yeah, I threw away all those boring underwear. Can you at least try to act like a woman and dress like one? Why can't you just wear one of these?" He asked grabbing the pink thong from the drawer. 

She was embarrassed, "I guess I could do that," she was too weak to start disciplining the already adult child. She folded like a house of cards. "I'll be ready soon."

She came out wearing blue jeans and a large black T-shirt. She applied very light make up and pulled her hair into a ponytail. When Rick saw this, he simply sighed in disappointment. "What's wrong?" she asked concerned.

"Never mind, I'm sick of waiting for you. Can we just go already?" His words stung like needles. She felt as if she was failing her son somehow. Honestly, she wanted to cry, but so many years of staying statically normal kept her from breaking to an emotional wreck.

Rick purposely chose a mall where there was little to no chance that they'd be recognized from anyone in their community. This mall in particular was in the heart of the black and Mexican neighborhood; it was a bit tacky. 

Vanessa hadn't been to this mall before and was concerned for her safety as well as her son, but she was in no position now to argue against him. She had disappointed him enough.

It was a typical week day, and the mall was mostly empty except a few idling students. Vanessa instantly felt the the stares rest on her big ass by young black men. She followed Rick closely behind like a puppy.

Their first stop was to a makeup studio. The people inside were friendly as they were trying to sell their products. "You sure do have a beautiful face ma'am. I know the perfect products just for you."

Rick looked around not very interested. "Could you put some makeup on her? She doesn't know how." 

Vanessa stood silently embarrassed.

"Sure, what kind of look were you going for ma'am?"

"Uh, she doesn't talk that much." He whispered into the makeup artist's ear. Vanessa vaguely overheard the word "prostitute". The young girl giggled.

"Are you sure you're okay with that ma'am?"

Vanessa just nodded in agreement already defeated by the situation. She was just relieved that she wouldn't see anyone that she knew. 

It only took half an hour when she finished the makeup. Rick was pretty impressed. The young girl had applied makeup to accent the eyes using eye shadow, eye liner, mascara and a bit of eye brow marker. Next she smoothed out her face with a layer of foundation and shadowed her cheekbones to accent and make her face seem narrower. The lipstick was a light peach that was glossy but made her lips seem a bit more larger and puffier. A Kim Kardashian style. 

Vanessa was equally shocked not knowing what to say. On one hand, she wanted to go to the bathroom and wash off the makeup, on the other hand, she was amazed at how much a difference make up could make. She felt as if she was staring at another woman; a much younger-mid 20's woman. It sort of gave her some confidence.

Rick's next stop was an urban clothing store. The sole employee didn't even greet them as she was occupied with her phone. They had the store to themselves. Vanessa was shocked to see some of the clothes and just how revealing they were. Rick swooped around the store picking up various jeans and shirts. He handed the pile to his mother and directed her to a changing room.

She observed the clothes inside the room. They were very revealing to say the least. She hesitated as she opened the door. 

Rick looked confused at his mother. "I can't wear these. They're just too much."

"What? I got the money, just try them on."

"No. Rick. Honey, I mean, I can't wear these. I'm too old for these."

"Stop messing around Vanessa. Just put on the clothes." Again, she failed to argue with her son giving him all the power in the relationship. She bowed her head and closed the door. At least she wouldn't have to wear the clothes out of the mall, she thought to herself.

The first outfit was a small white t-shirt with a pair of jeans and black high heels. The label on the jeans read "hip huggers". When she put them on she found out why. The jeans were cut much lower than regular jeans. Vanessa already had problems with regular jeans fitting nicely around her hips. Her large ass coupled with her wide hips made any jean hard to stay from constantly wanting to sag down. What's worse, the strings from her thong were now showing. They were completely visible and impossible to hide. She began to severely regret wearing any underwear at all. 

She swallowed her pride and took up the shirt her son had chosen for her. The shirt itself was a plain white t-shirt, but the size was obviously small. It stretched surprisingly well as she managed to get it on. Her stomach and lower back were both well exposed and the tight fitting around her breasts made it her black bra visible. She had gained some weight over the years, but she looked fine with a flat stomach while standing up.

She slowly opened the door peeking around the corner to make sure no one was around. Rick was sitting silently in a corner with his eyes glued to his phone. "Sweetie," she called out in an awkward whispered tone. As he met his eyes with his mother's new outfit, his eyes almost fell out of their sockets.

He got up and ran towards her. He forced open the door staring lustfully at his mother's body. Up and down; down and up. Again and again. She began to feel very embarrassed but had somehow gotten used to it. "Is this how it's supposed to look like?" She asked nervously. "It seems a bit small."

"No, not at all mom! I mean Vanessa." he paused, "it's perfect!" He kept eyeing her until something caused him to frown. Vanessa had tried to conceal her thong as best as she could by tucking them into the sides. "What's this?" He pointed towards her hips pulling on a string."

"No. Don't."

"This is supposed to be pulled up like this." He grabbed the strings of her thong and pulled them up and around her enormous hips. They rested perfectly on each side. Both strings rounded her ass towards the center of her crack both in the front and the back. "Now turn around Vanessa." She did as she was told as he quickly started recording a clip on his phone. He caught every angle he could of her in her obscure, promiscuous outfit. "Alright, I think we're done here." He grabbed the remaining outfits and checked out.

Vanessa had some trouble walking out the store with the 5 inch heels. She couldn't remember the last time she wore any elevated shoes. Her balance was off as was her pace. She walked at half strides moving very slowly.

As they exited the clothing store, every man, woman, and child turned their attention towards her. Vanessa looked like a grade A slut. People weren't so willing to approach her but they stared freely. As they passed by a group of young black men one of them commented on her outfit, "That's a phat ass right there. Damn boy, I'd eat that shit out of that ass." More vulgar comments were expressed.

Vanessa's face was flushed from all the attention. What's even worse were the people taking pictures of her and following from afar. 

They stopped by the food court on their way out for Rick's second lunch. Vanessa didn't have anything to eat and sat in silence overcome with embarrassment. "Thanks for today Vanessa. I really enjoyed it."

"No problem sweety. How's the food."

"Good," he smiled innocently. For a second, memories of when her boy was just a baby flooded her mind. She wanted to cry remembering the long nights she laid awake holding him in her arms. He'd always smile at her and in that instant, she knew she was the most important person to him. She forgave him of today and strengthened her motherly love towards him. It had been such a long time since they had spent time together. 

After finishing five large burgers and two large drinks, Rick belched loudly as it echoed throughout the food court. He didn't bother wiping the mustard and ketchup on the side of his face. Before Vanessa could react, he grabbed her purse and all the clothes. "I'll bring the car around. Meet me outside."

"Wait, Rick!" Before she could stand up, Rick took off in a full on sprint. He stopped running when he turned the corner spying on his mom.

She was annoyed but composed herself and made her way to the mall's exit. It would take her about five minutes to walk to the exit. She tried her best to not draw any attention, but her long strides quickly alarmed any man in the surrounding area. She was approached by many men asking her all sorts of questions, mainly if she was single and if they could have her phone number. She kindly rejected and continued to walk. It became so bad that she eventually ignored everyone all together. Near the end, she had amassed a large group of men talking and taking pictures of her. 

Rick followed closely behind more excited than he had ever been. The crowd suddenly scrambled when Vanessa was approached by an older white man. Rick didn't know who the man was, but the two began talking with familiarity.

"Vanessa? Is that you?" The man asked.

"Chris! How are you?" Chris was an elder at the church James and Vanessa attended regularly. He was sort of their guide when they first started attending the church. They were simple acquaintances, but Vanessa always disliked how physical the man was. He was that way with everyone, why didn't anyone say anything? Perhaps people thought it was harmless.

"It seems as if I saw you yesterday," he said while getting closer to her. He placed his hand on her back and rubbed it slowly eyeing her up and down. "What are you doing in a place like this?" He asked trying to prolong his perverted touch. 

"Just shopping with my son."

"Your son? Is Jason back in town?" He was speaking of their eldest, more successful son that always overshadowed Rick.

"No. Jason is still working in LA. My younger boy, Rick."

"Oh, I don't think I've ever met him."

"He's quite busy with school as of now."

"Oh. Which University?"

"Well, he's in Community College. Planning on transferring."

"I see." He kept staring at her thong laces. "I'm a bit shocked. You don't usually dress this way."

She really didn't know what to say. She couldn't say it was her son who forced her to do such things. So she just weakly laughed it off.

He pulled out his phone and pointed it towards her as if acting like he was reading something. He was obviously taking pictures of her, but Vanessa wasn't the type of person to tell someone, especially not a church elder. "Are you heading out?"

"Yes. My boys waiting outside in the car."

"Please allow me to walk you outside." Vanessa was hesitant, but for some reason, the man was a repellant to the other younger boys. 

"Sure," she responded with a half-hearted smile. 

His hand slowly crept down her back as they made their way to the entrance. By the time they were outside, Chris's hand had made it comfortably around Vanessa's waist just above her thong.

"Well, thank you so much Chris and I'll see you on Sunday." She broke away from him and faced him.

"I don't see your son."

"Oh, he's probably waiting in the car for me. Please don't worry about me." What she really meant to say was 'Please don't follow me anymore.'

"James would never forgive me if something were to happen to you. Especially around these neighborhoods." Chris seemed to be implying a subtle threat. "Allow me to walk you to your car."

Now Vanessa felt very uneasy, but knew she shouldn't refuse him. "Sure." They began walking side by side once again as Chris retook his position on Vanessa's hip. They walked only for a minute into the parking lot before Vanessa stopped. "Hmm, that's weird. I parked right here." she lied.

"Perhaps your son circled around the mall. I'll wait here for you."

"No, that's really okay Chris. I can just wait for my son now. Thank you."

"I insist." He said in a stern voice. She couldn't object and just stood there defeated while Chris kept sexually harassing her. Meanwhile, Rick recorded the entire interaction from the entrance. This new type of spying - seeing his mother with another man- drove him crazy.

10 minutes passed as Vanessa began to worry. She couldn't tell the truth now. She didn't know what to do so she remained quite. 

"Well, it looks like your son may have forgotten about you. I'd be more than willing to take you home. I'm not parked too far."

She stupidly agreed thinking that Rick may have seriously forgotten about her. Just as she was about to leave with Chris, Rick pulled up in the parking lot. Vanessa had never felt so relieved upon seeing her son, her savior.

"That's my son. Thank you so much for your kindness Chris." She was about to leave but Chris pulled her in for a hug. Both his hands travelled inappropriately low. He began groping her ass.

"I look forward to seeing you next week Vanessa," he whispered in her ear.

"Yes," she said finally being able to break the hug off.

"Take care of her Son," Chris said to Rick as he gave Vanessa a huge slap on the ass. She yelped but didn't dare look at him again. 

"Just please drive," She told her son after closing the door behind her.

"Who was that creep?" Rick asked having recorded their entire interaction from start to finish. 

"Just a man from church. Please don't worry about it." She wasn't mad at her son. She wondered why she hadn't stopped such a pervert in this day and age. It's not like he had any control over her, so why couldn't she speak up for herself. She was thankful that her son had arrived when he did.

-To be continued-

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About: 

This new story's first chapter is short compared to my other stories. Fret not, I'm currently in the process of writing it but I have only finished this much. I've been writing a lot lately, but I haven't posted anything because I lost the passion or drive. I feel like there's a lot more direction in this story. So look forward to a much longer chapter 2.

Forlealelea Ch. 02



Chapter 1.5

After arriving home, Rick spent the rest of the day in his room on his computer. He went through the hundreds of pictures of his mother dressed in his slutwear. More importantly, he captured the interaction with other men. He made sure to blur the faces and began to compile an entire set. He labeled the first set "Taking the slut to the mall." These pictures primarily consisted of Vanessa in the outfit by herself. The next album was labeled "Guys hitting on her." The last album being "Old pervert gets a little too close." This album consisted solely of Chris groping his mother.

Within minutes of posting his new photos online, the entire forum went crazy. People asked him to post more, to post nudes, to give names, anything at all so they could see more of the woman. Some people even sent him private messages saying that they would pay money for more intimate pictures, but Rick didn't even flinch at the proposals. He wanted to remain anonymous and only cared that other men felt so strongly about her.

Vanessa wasn't familiar with computers. She barely knew how to send text messages on her phone. This gave Rick the idea to create a Facebook page for her. He began to upload a load of pictures that were mostly innocent. Then all the perverted and candid pictures he took he set aside as private pictures dedicated to a private group.

Her friend invites started to pour in. Mostly of people who she knew, but a majority of the people being married men of her past. Rick let the computer sit, wondering what he would do next.

Rick became intoxicated with his mother's behind. How he wished to touch and grab it just like Chris did. A few days had passed since the incident but he could not shake the thought. Vanessa was embarrassed and kept to herself as much as she could. Rick ran upstairs searching for his mother. He had finally gotten sick of masturbating to the pictures and wanted to see the real thing again. He found his mother on her hands and knees with a cloth in hand wiping the hardwood floors. Her ass pushed out, just as he thought, there was nothing better than the real thing. 

He approached behind her without her knowing and placed his hand on her ass. She quickly stood up looking flushed with embarrassment. "What do you think you're doing?" She yelled.

"What? Can't I touch my own mother?"

"No! You cannot! That's extremely disrespectful." She hadn't raised her voice this loud in her entire life. "I followed you to the mall and wore that terrible outfit, but if you think you can touch me as you want, you must be out of your mind."

"What about that man? You let him touch you!" Out of nowhere she swung an open palm across his face. The house echoed with the slap.

"Don't you ever talk about that again."

Tears began rushing down Rick's face. "I wonder how dad would feel about it? A stranger touching his wife."

Her eyes widened at her son's threat. "How dare you. I stood up for you and took you in even though that fucking bastard wanted to kick you out." she cried. "He'll never believe you," she said under her breath.

"Pictures don't lie Vanessa." He pulled out his phone showing his mother the hundreds of pictures of Chris' arm wrapped around her. She ripped the phone out of his hand and threw it as hard as she could against a wall breaking the phone completely. "I have it backed up. I know you don't know a lot about computers, but basically, it's impossible to delete those pictures once they're on the internet."

She was broken. She had heard the horror stories of people losing their lives over pictures on the internet. She was informed that there was always a way to pull pictures once they were uploaded to the web. Defeated, "What did I do to deserve this?" she sat there crying. "First my husband, and now you."

"Stop the dramatic bullshit. If you don't want dad to find out, you're going to do as I say. Understand?"

She sat in silence. More than anything she didn't want her husband to find out. James actually had a running problem with Chris. He hated the man with a passion. Something about jealousy or the way Chris always flaunted his success in front of James. The only thing he ever bitched about was Chris. In a fucked up way, Vanessa cared more about their social status than her marriage. She didn't want rumors to go around about her. "Fine," she finally gave in wiping away her tears. She was always a dormatt, what was one more person disrespecting her?

"We'll start tomorrow," Rick smiled. The innocent smile she once viewed her baby in was no longer the same. Her perspective of her son slowly began to change. Rick wasn't by any means a master in the act of sexual pleasures; in fact he was still a virgin. He only knew that he wanted his mother completely. Complete obedience is what he demanded of her. Physically and mentally, he wanted to become her God. He didn't rush, knowing he had all the time in the world.

Chapter 2: Training

For the first time since he had been in high school, Rick woke up before noon. Vanessa was already in the living room starting her chores. "You're up early honey." she said greeting her son as if nothing had happened.

"First, whenever I enter a room, I want you to greet me regardless of what you're doing or who you're with." 

"Ok,"

"Second, no more cute nicknames. If dad isn't around, I want you to address me as Sir, Master, or Daddy. Nothing more, nothing less."

"Yes, sir!" she said mockingly laughing shortly after.

Rick approached his mother and smacked her hard across the face knocking her to the floor. "Don't ever mock me. You're no longer my mother. You're my property. My slave. Only to be used for whatever I wish. A simple toy. Don't ever talk back to me, do you understand?" Rick asked aggressively. 

She could taste blood in her mouth. Suddenly, fear was instilled in her. Another dimension added to her once beloved son that changed who he was, what he was becoming, even more. "Yes sir," she said quietly.

"Finally, you used to have a fantastic body but it seems like you've let yourself go these past few years. Change that. I want you to look like you did when you were running track and field in high school." The difference between Vanessa's body from her athletic days to now was that she had more toned legs and a flat stomach. "Can you make that happen?"

"Yes sir," she responded quietly again.

The training continued like this throughout the week. Whenever Vanessa made a mistake or addressed her son in a playful manner, Rick swiftly dealt the punishment he believed was deserved. 

The second week was when Vanessa was starting to become much more obedient. She did all the things that were asked of her and constantly made sure that her Master was taken care of.

"Vanessa," Rick called out from his room. 

She quickly ran downstairs, "Yes sir?" she answered in a pleasant yet submissive tone, just the way Rick liked it, as if she were enjoying being a slave to him. 

"We got a few problems." He said looking her up and down. She had been making a lot of progress with her body. Her body hadn't forgotten what it was like to train hard with sprints. Her stomach was almost flat, and her somewhat flabby legs were now more toned showing very slight definition. With everything she was doing, it somehow made her ass seem even bigger but tighter and upright.

Vanessa was worried by his words, "What's wrong sir?"

"Well, I haven't taken a shower in a while, and to be honest, I smell like shit."

"No sir, you smell fine."

"Are you telling me that I'm wrong?"

"No sir, I just meant that I think it's fine. How can I help you?"

"Well isn't it obvious? I want you to clean me."

Vanessa was a bit confused. "I'll get the water ready for you sir."

"No. I want you to clean me right here."

She still didn't understand. "How should I clean you sir?"

"Not my whole body, but my cock seems a bit dirty. Do you mind?"

"No sir," She said somewhat hesitantly.

"Good," he smiled. He got up and took off his pants then laid back in his chair.

The smell was atrocious. It was a mixture of piss, shit, sweat, and cum. She grabbed some tissues from a box nearby. "What are you doing?" He asked.

"I'm going to clean your penis sir."

"First, it's my cock. Second, I never told you what to clean it with."

"What would you like me to clean your cock with sir?" Vanessa braced herself for the worst. It had been so long since she had been sexually active that she was becoming nervous forgetting the thought that it was her son who she would be servicing. 

"I'd like you to use your mouth Vanessa, and only your mouth. You're not allowed to touch my dick with your filthy hands. Do you understand?" Rick was becoming nervous too. This would be the first time that anyone would've seen his dick.

With that, she began to lick her son's cock with her tongue. It tasted terrible, but she knew she couldn't show such disdain. She only licked her son's cock for a half minute but Rick began to cum. Vanessa paused watching him ejaculate. The cum traveled down his cock and into his ass crack. 

"Who told you to stop?" he demanded. after coming off his orgasm.

"Sorry sir," She continued licking his cock.

"I'm getting bored of your tongue. Why don't you use your mouth now." She nodded consuming his cock. A pleasure he had never felt before overrode all types of stimulation his cock had ever felt. The wet mouth with the tongue sliding up and down his cock was phenomenal. He came shortly after inside his mother's mouth. She slowly swallowed the small amount of cum inside her mouth.

His body was paralyzed from the stimulation and back to back orgasms. "You're free to go." he said passing out on his bed.

Vanessa quickly ran to her room and threw up the cum she had just ingested. She brushed and rinsed her mouth many times.

Over the next three months, this became a normal chore for Vanessa. She was to give blowjobs to her son whenever he requested one. At first, she'd always go to the bathroom to vomit, but after awhile, her throat swelled and felt too strained from the stomach acid. She learned to keep the seamen inside her stomach.

In their fourth month of training, Vanessa was almost completely obedient. She listened to her master well and serviced him whenever she asked. She didn't hesitate to please either. She quickly learned what he liked and how he liked it.

It was 5 in the evening, close to when James usually came home. Vanessa was in the kitchen preparing dinner for her husband when Rick came upstairs.

"Good evening sir, would you like some dinner?" She attended to her son.

"I'm fine. Why don't you cook for your husband." He looked over his mother's body and noticed the progress over the months were amazing. Vanessa was able to slim down without losing her curves. Her stomach was now flat; legs and arms well toned. As she was cooking, Rick crept up behind her and grabbed her breasts from behind. She gasped but continued to cook. She could feel his cock rubbing against her ass. "What do you say?" he whispered into her ear inhaling the scent of her hair. "Should I let you take my virginity tonight?"

She was surprised, but knew not to disobey. "If you wish for it Master."

He continued grinding his cock into her ass. His touch and hard penis trenched between her ass cheeks had started to turn her on. It had been such a long time since a man had embraced her. She became embarrassed. 

"I got a present for you." He pulled out a small water bottle that was half filled with seamen. "To tell you the truth, I've been saving this up for a month now. I want you to drink it tonight when you're eating dinner with your husband." He handed her the bottle.

"Thank you sir, I'll make sure to enjoy it." 

Just as expected, James walked into his home at exactly 5. He placed his things down washed quickly and sat down at the table where his food was prepared. His wife sat next to him but Rick was absent. Just the way he liked it.

After 10 minutes of chewing, James broke the silence. "I'm flying out to Japan tomorrow."

"Oh dear, what for?" Vanessa asked.

"It's for work. I need to train a team over there. I'll be gone for a month." Vanessa realized that it wasn't for his work, but for his secretary. She was a japanese college student interning at his office. The unsettling feeling in her stomach had killed her appetite. 

If there was ever a time to speak about everything that was wrong in her marriage it was now. It's almost as if James was giving her an opportunity to tell him what they both knew, but all she could mutter was "do you have to go?" tears started to form in her eyes when she asked the question. 

James kept his head down only staring at his plate. "I have to go." Vanessa's tears fell from her eyes uncontrollably. James was so cold he ignored it and continued eating.

She got up placing her plate in the sink, "I'll get your things ready." 

James slept alone that night in the guest bedroom. Simply because he didn't want to face his wife. This convoluted relationship required at least one to talk to spark a conversation but neither would give in. Perhaps a lot too late. 

James left for Japan without saying goodbye to his youngest son. Later that evening Rick asked about it. "You're not making your husband dinner tonight?"

"He went to Japan,"

"Oh," he paused. He could see the tears falling down her face. "Like forever?"

"For a month." She responded.

"So you'll be sleeping alone?" 

"Yes," she cried.

His mother had always had her emotions in check. She was strong like a robot. To see her displaying such emotion scared Rick. He had never seen his mother cry before. It scared him so much that he left her there.

Rick spent the rest of the night laying in his bed trying to comprehend what was happening. At times, he even wondered if he should quit everything all together. He quickly shook that thought out of his mind.

It was near midnight when he heard his mother's footsteps coming down the stairs. She was cutely dressed in her pajamas but tears running down her face. "Please Rick. Baby." She couldn't control herself. "Can you hold me just for tonight? Make me feel like a human just for tonight. I'm so lonely." She cried.

He really felt for her knowing this was extremely out of character. He couldn't turn his back to his mom. He held her and cuddled with her.

He cared for her for the next three days. She stayed in bed crying the whole time for two days before finally arising on the third day. It was as if someone turned off her emotional switch. "Are you ok mom?"

"Yes, Rick. Thank you so much. I feel a lot better." 

"Good. Let's go back to the way things were okay?"

"Yes sir," she said obediently.

"Before that, I just want you to know that I really do love you and I'll never do anything to seriously hurt you."

"I know honey. You've always been that way. My little boy." She walked up to him and kissed him on the cheek.

That day was specifically reserved for the two of them. As mother and son. Enjoying each other. They swore it was their happiest day in their lives.

Rick and Vanessa were back to their master and slave relationship with a little more appreciation for one another. Instead of the thought of being blackmailed, Vanessa thought that she needed to support her child in this weird phase of dominance and wanting that Rick was experiencing. She thought there was something wrong with him on a deeper level, and in order for him to move past that, she would devote everything to his will. She felt as if there was a light at the end of this tunnel.



Forlealelea Ch. 03



Chapter 3: Training Continues

Nearly a week had passed since James left for his work training in Japan. Vanessa was temporarily sleeping in her son's bedroom during James' absence.

Vanessa awoke to a sharp pain in the middle of the night. The room being pitch black, she couldn't identify where it was coming from. Then she felt something move inside her asshole. "Oww," she moaned. Rick had a finger inside Vanessa's asshole. "Please stop, it hurts."

"Really?" he asked turning his finger around inside her asshole. "You told me that I could use this didn't you? After you told me that I wasn't allowed to actually use your pussy."

"Yes, but please, be more gentle." She recalled the night Rick had forced himself onto her trying to force his cock inside of her pussy. She felt that above everything, the mother and son could never actually have conventional sex. Instead, she offered an alternative solution that Rick took instantly. To substitute her pussy with her asshole. Vanessa had never done any anal play and had only heard that it was different for every woman. "It's too dry. Let me lick your finger." She grabbed her sons hand and began blowing it as she would his cock.

He inserted a finger inside her asshole again this time it went in much more smoothly. "Ahhh," she moaned. It still felt very uncomfortable, but if this was the price she would have to pay in order to save her pussy, she would take it.

After playing and stretching her asshole with little to no success, Rick felt as if it was time to enter inside her. She felt his cock press against the entrance of her ass. She jumped and turned around. "No Rick! Your cock is way too big. It won't ever fit."

"What?"

"Please listen to me. You'll rip me in half." Rick did feel concerned for his mother. Pain was not his aim. He wanted them both to feel pleasure. While it certainly wasn't acceptable, he knew there had to be a way to stretch her asshole to fit his cock. He began researching that night and came to the conclusion that stretching the asshole was possible. He ordered 5 butt plugs all in sizes ranging from small to large. He explained the idea to Vanessa, explaining that she'd move up progressively as she stretched her asshole. 

She wasn't sure but accepted to try it out.

The package arrived later that week and Vanessa began her training. They were skeptical at first, but the whole idea was to go at their own pace. Vanessa was to simply hold the plug in for as long as possible before pulling it out. If she was able to hold it in for several hours, she'd graduate to the next larger butt plug. By the end of the second week, she was able to hold the middle sized butt plug in for nearly the entire day. She was ordered to keep it in at all times.

Chapter 3.5: Outside

Even with such a lovely woman by his side, Rick was still self-conscious about himself on all aspects primarily because of his father. He looked at himself in the mirror wondering if he was ever going to be good enough. His mom an obvious babe and his father not a bad looking mad either, he wondered where the bad genes came from. He looked at himself in the mirror noticing the terrible acne plagued across his face. The triple chin of fat that made people wonder if he even had a neck. He had skin tags all over his body. Constantly greasy thin hair; he had started balding when he was just a boy. He was at least tall, but being obese didn't really make that an attractive feature. It just scared away people even more. He had bleeding red stretch marks on his man boobs, arms, love handles, legs, calves, almost anywhere you could imagine. Rick was the definition of hideous. 

At least the training was going well with his mother. He decided to treat her and take her out on a date. She had been practicing the makeup ever since she had gotten it done the first time. By now, it was identical to how the girl from the mall did it. 

"Vanessa, what do you have left for tonight?"

"To be honest, I haven't been to the gym since my husband left Sir." 

"Hmm," the gym was a definite priority. "I wanted to take you out, but that's pretty important. I'll come with you tonight."

"Wonderful. I'm so happy Master. Let me get changed." Vanessa changed into a striped patterned light brown yoga pants, a black sports bra, and tennis shoes. She packed her gym bag with spare clothes and a towel.

The health club they were heading to were one of the perks that James received from working at his company. His family was guaranteed full access as long as he was with the company. It was a 24-7 operating club completed with multiple swimming pools, tennis courts, basketball courts, weight room, pretty much anything and all you needed.

They pulled into the parking lot around 8PM but there were only a handful of cars in the lot. Most of the members came during the day. Just as Vanessa was about to go in when Rick stopped her. "Seeing you dressed up like that gets me real hard."

"What did you have in mind sir?" she asked smiling. Not needing to hear his answer she bent over the median separating the two seats and unzipped Rick's pants. She placed his cock inside her mouth and began devouring it slowly. She had gotten much better in terms of technique, but still had trouble taking the entire length of his cock. She gagged trying to deepthroat. After a few minutes of sucking his cock, she moved down towards his balls and began sucking on them popping them with her lips. She alternated between the two while flicking them lightly with her tongue.

"Yes, I live that."

"Mmmm," she moaned back, mouth full of cock and balls. 

He grabbed the back of her head and pulled her in further forcing his cock down his throat. She began choking and coughing, but knew not to hit or motion for air. Instead, she'd rather passout than disappoint her Master. He finally released her as she gasped for air. "You like that cock rammed down your throat? Fucking slut!"

"Yes Daddy. It tastes good. Please give me your cum." She said in a playful voice. 

Rick couldn't stand it when she acted like a little girl. A few more thrusts inside her throat and he flooded her mouth with a load. "Don't swallow it yet. Let me take a picture."

"Yesh Daddy," she gurggled holding the cum inside her mouth. He took out his phone and took a picture.

"Good girl. Now swallow it." She did so, taking one big gulp. She opened her mouth and lifted her tongue showing proof that there was nothing left. "How does it taste."

"So good, I missed the taste."

"Oh, before I forget. I got you a present." He handed his mom a bag.

"Thank you so much Sir." She said happily accepting the gift. 

"Put it in your bag. Maybe we'll have fun tonight."

Vanessa exited the car but Rick stayed inside. She walked around to his side. "Are you okay?" She asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Today I'll be more of an observer. You have your phone with you?"

She pulled it out showing him.

"Good, make sure to check it constantly. I'll text you instructions."

"Yes Master." 

"Are you plugged in?"

She pulled down her yoga pants revealing the glittery butt plug plunged inside her ass.

"Good. Only for today, I want you to ignore me if you see me. Understand?"

"Yes Sir."

"Good, now go on inside." She did as she was commanded. The large facility was practically empty. Some staff members lounged around lazily. Vanessa made her way to the fitness area. She always started with a light 30 minute jog on the treadmill. She plugged in her headphones and started working out.

Near the end of her run she noticed someone getting on the treadmill next to hers. She didn't pay much attention as she focused staring straight ahead. She could see something in the corner of her eye so she stopped the machine and looked to see what was going on. It was Chris waving at her. She pulled out her headphones, "Hi Chris. Sorry I didn't see you there."

"No not at all. I hope I'm not interrupting your run."

"I was just about finished." 

"Oh, where are you going now?"

"Maybe some weights." Her phone vibrated. "Excuse me, it's my son."

It was a text from Rick "How is it? Anyone there watching you?"

"I ran into Chris..." she responded

"Your son didn't come with you?"

"He's doesn't really like this place."

"I see. I guess it's not for everyone. I remember seeing James around her awhile ago, but he doesn't seem to come anymore. If I had known you worked out here, I would've asked to join you." Vanessa hadn't noticed before, but Chris was rather fit for his 50-something-year old body. He had taken much better care of himself compared to James.

"Do you come here often?" She asked before her phone vibrated again.

"Is he flirting with you?" Rick texted.

"A little," she responded.

"My, he certainly is a momma's boy isn't he?" Chris chuckled. 

She lightly laughed back. "Well, I was just getting ready to go to the weight room as well. Mind if I accompany you?"

"Just a second. My son may need me to come home." She lied hoping that Rick would let her out of this uncomfortable situation.

"Do you want me to come out?" She texted Rick.

"No. Flirt with him. I want to watch." Rick responded.

"Are you here?" She texted again.

"Yes, I'm watching." Rick texed. "Make good moves for the movie I'm making."

"Is everything alright?" Chris asked.

"Yes, he's okay."

"To the weight room then?" He asked offering his hand off the treadmill. 

Vanessa wasn't in a position to refuse her real Master. She took his hand and they made their way to the weight room. 

They began working out, but Chris was more chatty than concerned about his workout. "I didn't see you and your husband the last couple of weeks. I heard James went to Japan." Vanessa was shocked that Chris knew that.

"Yes, he's supposed to train a team overseas."

"That's strange. Is everything alright at home?"

"Yes of course." Vanessa's phone vibrated.

"This is boring." Rick texted.

"What should I do?" Vanessa texted back.

"Ask him to come swim with you." Rick advised. "Wear what's in the bag I gave you earlier."

"Ok." She responded. "I won't be able to take my phone to the pool. How far should I let this go?" She texted.

"As far as he wants to. I'll keep a close eye. Don't worry." Rick texted.

"I'm not feeling very well today Chris. Would you care for a swim?"

"Most definitely."

"Great, give me a few minutes to change into my bathing suit."

"I'll see you out there." 

She made her way back to the changing room. She opened the bag Rick had given her earlier and was stunned at what she was looking at. It just looked like two pieces of string. It took longer than expected, but she was able to find how to put it on. The neon green g-string bikini left almost nothing to the imagination. Her nipples were covered by two small triangles, and her crotch covered with a slightly bigger patch. The string ran down straight down her ass crack. 

"Make sure to pull the strings over your hips." Rick texted. "Send me a picture."

Vanessa took a quick selfie before heading out. Charlie waited patiently by the pool. He also had a fit body. Not much fat and you could even make out some of his six-pack abs. He was clearly blown away when he saw Vanessa. Luckily for her, they had the pool to themselves.

"Wow Vanessa. That's a very nice bikini. I wish my wife looked like that." He smiled.

She blushed. He certainly was a creep, but he was hot for his age. "Thank you."

"You know. I always knew you had a great body. I'm impressed. Not many women, especially white women, would be willing to dress like you do. You're very confident aren't you."

She couldn't stand much more compliments as her faced turned more red. "Shall we swim?" She suggested.

He nodded following her in. He was mesmerized by the size of her great ass. They submerged themselves in the clear blue pool. They started slowly swimming laps before stopping for another chat.

"Swimming sure is great. After I swim a couple of laps I always like to hit the hot tub. Rinse and repeat until your arms feel like they're falling off." He laughed. "Wanna try it out?"

"Sure," Vanessa said willingly following the man that had sexually harassed her only two weeks ago. 

"You like the jets? They feel great when they're pounding into your back."

"Sure." The bubbled concealed anything that was inside the water. They sat across from each other at first but Chris quickly got up from the hot tub.

"I want to show you something." He walked over to where he was originally sitting and grabbed his phone. He hobbed back in the hot tub sitting right next to Vanessa. "Look at this." He swiped through his phone navigating to his pictures. He began to show her the gallery of the pictures he took from their encounter at the mall.

She was so ashamed she had to look away. "You were so hot that day. I mean today too, but jesus, I didn't know you could be that vulgar Vanessa." He placed his hand on her thigh. "Why were you really dressed like that at the mall?" He stroked her legs moving closer towards her pussy. "Do you like being watched? Do you like the attention men give you?" She shivered thinking back to the day. She hadn't thought of it for awhile, but there was something very enticing about the feelings she experienced during the mall ordeal. "You like those young black boys looking at your big fat ass and wanting to fuck the shit out of you?" He whispered deep into her ear.

She closed her eyes as his hands made their way inside of her. His fingers moved without any resistance from Vanessa as she leaned back and relaxed herself. Chris thought that she was starting to show her true colors, but to Vanessa, she was simply following her Master's orders. Even to be used by such a lewd man.

Regardless of her initial intents, she couldn't deny the fact that Chris knew very well what he was doing with his fingers. He quickly found the spots that triggered Vanessa to moan out loud. "I never understood why you married that loser husband of yours. I'm so much better than him. Let me take care of you. Let me fuck you."

She moaned even louder taking his fingers deep inside of her. She began to wonder when the last time was since someone had made her feel this good. Everything felt brand new as she indulged in the pleasure. 

They sat there for a while as Chris continued working his fingers in and out of Vanessa's cunt. They could both feel Vanessa building to an orgasm as she breathed faster. "Yeah, cum for me baby. Let go."

"Ahhh!" She was now screaming about to explode when they were suddenly interrupted. 

"Mom?" Rick called out. 

Vanessa yelled out trying to cover herself up. She was quickly brought back to reality. Chris on the other hand instantly jumped out of the hot tub trying to cover his rock hard erection. He tried covering his face making sure Rick hadn't noticed him. 

Vanessa was actually disappointed and understandably frustrated by Rick's interruption. She hadn't felt so close to climax in years and she was just a second away from a real orgasm. She squirmed inside the hot tub wanting it so badly.

"That was great. Let's go home."

"Yes, sir." Vanessa followed Rick

The rest of the night was uneventful. After watching a movie, they went to bed. Vanessa woke up to the sensation of her butt plug being pulled out. It was rather dry hurting it. "Owww," she moaned.

"Sorry, did that hurt mom?"

"It's okay honey." Rick grabbed the bottle of lube and worked it around his fingers. He slowly inserted them inside her asshole. Her asshole was much looser now as Rick was able to fit two fingers in comfortably. A sensation Vanessa had never experienced before stirred her mind. She clamped down on his fingers and then released them. It was when he began rubbing the lower part of her rectum that she went crazy. "Oh My God!" she almost screamed orgasming instantly.

She laid there like a fish out of water shaking in off set intervals. "What happened?" Rick asked.

"I came," She gently whispered. This was Rick's first time seeing a woman orgasm. It was an amazing sight to witness.

"Does it feel good?" he asked.

"Yes," she responded out of breath.

"Can I do it again?" He asked rubbing the outside rim of her asshole.

"Hold on honey. I'm so tired right now." But Rick couldn't wait. He wanted to see her cum again. To see her so helpless and overcome with sensation was a different type of control he got off on. He slipped his fingers in and began working her asshole again. "Jesus Christ. I'm cumming again." She said humping his fingers. "Yes! Right there. Fuck my asshole!" She fell into a seizure type movement again. 

Rick felt a liquid touch his thigh. He lifted up the covers to discover that his mother had pissed herself. She was biting on the edge of the blanket trying to cope with her orgasm. "Did you pee?"

"Sorry honey." she paused to breathe, "I couldn't control it." Rick was excited seeing his mother in this new light. He spent the rest of the night torturing her with anal orgasms.



Forlealelea Ch. 04



A month had passed and the son and mother master/son relationship was reaching its climax. Although, Rick hadn't lost his virginity yet, he was having too much fun making his mother cum like a whore while fingering her asshole. This in turn brought a new feeling to when she wore her butt plugs. Thoughts of sex consumed the mind of Vanessa Vicksen. She longed for her son to play with her asshole and let her cum. 

Vanessa and Rick waited for James to return today but he was nowhere to be found. A day after his thought return Vanessa received a phone call from her husband. "James, are you alright? I thought you were coming yesterday."

"Yes I'm fine. It looks like I'll have to spend another month here. But I want to talk to you about something."

"What is it?"

"My father." Vanessa froze. The very words triggered a terrible fear deep inside her. "He'll be taking care of the house while I'm gone. I know I don't need to tell you, but please treat him with respect."

Just then the doorbell rang. Vanessa dropped her phone ending the call with her husband from shock. Rick was still asleep as she approached the door.

She peered out the window to see James' father standing out front. She reluctantly opened the door.

"Hello Father," she greeted him.

"Vanessa. It's been awhile." James' father, Frank, was a man feared by nearly everyone. His stature, the way he talked, looked, even his aura demanded respect and obedience. No one ever dared to go against his word. Having mastered many martial arts, his body was built like an ox. He almost looked like a gorilla with his overly sized forearms. With all this being said, Frank was comically short standing at 4 foot 8 inches. He always had to look up towards people, but no one ever laughed at him. "Why don't you get my things from the car?" 

"Yes Father." She bowed her head. 

After settling in Frank sat on the couch. "I'm very disappointed with my son's action. How can a man leave his household? Who's here to watch over things?"

"You don't need to worry about us Father. Rick is here with me."

"Rick? You fat piece of shit son? Where is he now?" he asked.

"He's sleeping."

"SLEEPING?!" He yelled getting up from the couch. "It's 5 past 8 and this boy is still sleeping? I'll rip his fucking head off. Where is he?"

"Please Frank," she knelt beside him begging him not to act out.

A swift slap across the face, pain that she hadn't felt since the last time he hit her. "Where is he?" He demanded again pulling her up by her hair.

"Downstairs." 

Frank ripped the door open and ran down the stairs. All Vanessa could hear were pleading cries from Rick as she sobbed on the floor up above.

Frank had really done a number on Rick. His face was swollen and he had even knocked out a tooth. Rick had tears running down his face but didn't make a whimpering sound. Vanessa and her son sat across the table from Frank.

"Now, I don't know who the fuck you think you are, but from now on, you'll wake up every day at 5 in the morning. Find a job or go to school. I'll give you one day to figure it out. If you don't make a decision by then, I'm kicking you out of this house." 

The two sat in silence as he continued lecturing them for the next three hours.

At this point, Rick was truly terrified of his grandfather. "Now go wash up I'm starving. Vanessa start the meal."

"Yes Father." Vanessa and Rick parted ways going towards where they were directed. 

After finishing lunch, Rick was sent out to find a job or enroll in a school. He decided to apply to a few restaurants and fast food joints. He had never worked in his life and found that this was likely his best chance. He returned later that night with paper copies of proof that he had applied.

Frank approached him before dinner. "So did you make a decision my grandson?"

"Yes Sir. I applied for a few jobs." he said sheepishly.

"That's fine, let me see what you did." Rick handed over the papers. He could see his grandfather's face turning increasingly red and more angry. He ripped them all in half before delivering a punch to Rick's gut. He fell to the floor gasping for air. "No one in my family will ever be caught serving other people. Don't even think for a second of working in a fucking restaurant. You're not a lowly peasant. Now tell me, what are you going to do tomorrow?"

"Go to school?" he asked sobbing uncontrollably. 

"WHAT?" He slapped him across the face like a bitch. "That didn't sound like an answer to me."

"GO TO SCHOOL!" he yelled crying out again.

"Good. I'm glad we're on the same page." He walked over Rick's crippled body. "No dinner for you tonight. Starving the body makes the mind stronger. You can eat once you've provided results."

Rick made his way to his room crying his self to sleep. Even though Vanessa had witnessed everything, she knew that she was in no position to challenge her father. The two sat in silence as they ate the dinner. Thankfully, Vanessa was a decent cook.

After finishing the dishes they went straight to bed. Vanessa found it odd when Frank followed her to her bedroom door. "Oh father," she paused, "the guest bedroom is across the hall. I put all your things there."

Frank looked angry, "Nonsense, I may be old, but I still have some things that need to be taken care of by you. Bring my things to your bedroom." She did as she was told. When she arrived back to her room with his luggage, Frank was stripped completely naked. "That's fine, just leave it right there."

Vanessa was a bit embarrassed seeing her father naked. There wasn't a single ounce of fat on the man, each muscle was clearly defined and looked very healthy. What's more was his long fat cock. He wasn't hard, yet he seemed as big as Rick when he was fully erect. The size of his cock was nearly the size of his thigh.

"Well what are you doing?" Frank asked.

"Excuse me Father?"

"Get undressed and let's take a shower." At this point, arguing would only cause physical pain that she wasn't wishing to deal with tonight. She simply started stripping her clothes. "Wow." Frank said looking over Vanessa's body. "I'm actually impressed. This isn't how I remembered you all those years ago. In fact you were a little chubby back then." He smiled. "But what's this?" he approached her reaching out towards her breast. "My, my. Isn't time a bastard?" He said playing with her breasts. "There's only so much you can do for your body. It's a damn shame to see these things sagging this much." They weren't even that bad, Frank was just a perfectionist. "Not to worry, I know someone that can help us." Vanessa simply nodded in agreement. 

After their shower, Vanessa dried herself off and headed toward the drawer pulling out her pajamas. Frank approached her completely naked, "There won't be any need for clothes tonight." He lifted her off the floor with his huge arms and threw her like a rag doll onto the bed. He turned off the light and approached her in the darkness.

Vanessa was scared laying there in the dark. Frank finally made his way onto the bed. He gently touched her leg all the way to her pussy. She sighed in an uncomfortable relief. Frank was now on top of her. "Relax and enjoy yourself." he said before kissing her. She accepted him and kissed him back with an equal amount of passion. Frank broke the kiss as he gently kissed her further and further down her body until he reached her clitoris. He licked and played with it.

"Oh," Vanessa moaned out loud. His technique was perfect. The right amount of pleasure and pain as he began sucking and nibbling on it. Vanessa was quickly becoming intoxicated by the ecstasy. Frank moved his fingers in and out of her. She was getting increasingly wetter and more moist with each stroke. She was soon to climax but Frank stopped midway. The teasing was driving her absolutely nuts. "please, don't stop. I'm almost there."

"Selfish girl. Why don't you come and taste my cock. It'll feel a lot better than what I'm doing right now. I can promise you that." Vanessa lifted her head from her pillow and swung around to where his cock was. So manly, so rugged, so big. She inhaled his scent before licking and stroking the size of his cock.

She didn't waste too much time before shoving the cock down her throat. Frank liked it messy as he kept jamming his cock to the back of his daughter's throat. Saliva leaked out the sides of her mouth making a bubbly mess. Tears ran down her face, but Frank couldn't have cared less as he began to feel alive. 

His cock rose fast, by the time he was fully erect, Vanessa imagined it was the size of one of her arms. Her estimation was confirmed when he entered inside her vagina. She had never felt someone so large and something that filled her insides completely. She felt it stretching her. Her body was beginning to adapt itself to the size of Frank's cock. 

She moaned as he slowly pushed another inch in. "Oh my god." It was when he began to move in and out that she lost all sensibility. Her eyes rolled all the way back as she began cumming. The orgasm was more intense than the anal play she had been experimenting with her son. She forgot her native language as she began blabbing like an idiot. "Ah. Huh. Whahaa.a" she came again and again.

Frank had only barely began his reign over her. "While I'm here, you'll belong to me. Do you understand?" He forcefully whispered into her ear.

She was only able to move her head up and down still coming off her orgasm. 

"Good." He flipped her around and pulled her by the foot to the edge of the bed. Vanessa couldn't move as she laid mounted off the edge of the bed. Her stomach laid flat on the bed while her ass awaited her true master's cock. "I'll never get sick of looking at this." Her ass in the air and moving from side to side. He gave it a good slap as it rippled through her body. 

"Ah!" she yelled.

He placed his cock once again at the entrance of her pussy. Simply pressing the head of his cock inside was enough to send Vanessa over the edge again. "GUH!" she gasped for air as he forced the entire length of his cock inside of her.

She continued to make the retarded noise while Frank slapped her ass continuously. She lost control of her body again. This time, Frank grabbed her head pulling her up. 

"Oww." she yelled while cumming.

"Shut the fuck up Bitch." He slapped her ass again; they were nearly bleeding. Frank loved how she would clamp down on his cock every time he slapped her ass. It was no longer in the realm of normal sex for Vanessa. She was simply trying to endure the never ending waves of orgasm. Every thrust, every move, every word made her cum.

Finally Frank was getting ready to blow his load. He buried a finger deep inside her ass. "NO! NO! NO!" She yelled. It was too late. Frank found her spot and began rubbing it ferociously while still fucking her doggy style. 

It was over, Vanessa's mind went completely blank as she passed out pissing herself. Frank continued his assault on her ass not knowing she had passed out. He laughed feeling her piss run down his leg. He finally ejaculated inside of her five minutes later. He rolled Vanessa onto the bed and fell asleep with her.



Forlealelea Ch. 05



Chapter 5: Sex Addict

A lot of things had changed since Frank moved in. Vanessa had breast implants increasing her size from a 36C to a 36F bust. She had recovered over the course of three weeks and the surgical scars were almost invisible. Rick had started school to become a dentist and was often out for most of the day. Frank had a strong hold on the family. Both Vanessa and Rick were starting to miss James wondering if he would ever come back.

Now with Vanessa completely recovered, Frank began his assault on her once again. He didn't display his despicable acts openly in front of Rick. Most sexual encounters happened behind closed doors during the night. Vanessa could feel herself starting to lose her sanity from all the sleepless nights of pleasure. She certainly wasn't attracted to Frank in any way, but her body was too weak to say otherwise. She began to crave the sexual attention.

That night, Vanessa was lying in a warm bubble bath trying to ease her sore body. Frank walked into the bathroom naked with his cock swaying from side to side. Vanessa blushed hoping he wouldn't do anything as of now, but seeing his cock made her pussy twitch. He stepped inside the bathtub and sat across from her.

What a magnificent display of human aesthetics, Vanessa thought to herself. He almost looked like a marbled God. She tried not to stare, but it was getting hard. "I've always thought that you were a beautiful woman. My son, that fuck up, managed to do one thing right in his life. It must be hard for you to live with my son." He said moving across the tub. He was behind her now gently caressing her breasts. "I know you've been a good wife. That bastard hasn't been taking care of you has he?"

Vanessa closed her eyes and rolled her head back starting to feel the shots of ecstasy. "No," she whispered. 'Why?' she asked herself, 'Why does he make me feel so good?'.

"That's alright. I'll straighten him out tomorrow and everything will be just as it's supposed to be, but for now, let me take care of you." He moved one hand off her breast and down towards her crotch. Vanessa could only nod as she braced for what was about to happen.

Frank kissed her neck softly, nibbling her nerves. "They turned out perfectly." Frank said groping her breast. "Do they hurt?"

"No," she responded sighing. 

He turned her around and sank his face into her artificial cleavage. He began consuming her breast sucking on her nipple viciously like a starved child. She moaned loudly as he worked his finger inside of her. It only took a few minutes before she began cumming from his working hand.

Out of breathe, she collapsed onto his broad chest. "It always amazes me how you cum." She couldn't think and only nodded with her mouth open and her eyes slowly closing. "We still have a long night ahead of ourselves." Frank picked up all 130lbs of the woman with his arms. Still wet he dropped her onto the bed. "I'll ravage your body once again tonight."

With her body completely exposed and in a dazed state, she nodded and welcomed him with open arms. He kissed her passionately working his tongue inside of her mouth. She kissed back licking and sucking his tongue. He grabbed the back of her neck and forced her to sit up introducing his cock to her face. She kissed the side of it while rubbing her nose and inhaling his scent completely. 

From the bottom up, she licked his long cock slowly. Every once and while she would get a pubes in her mouth but she didn't stop. Once Frank was moderately hard, she began trying to take him down her throat. She failed miserably as the cock hit the back of her throat not even a quarter way full. She gagged as tears ran down her face. By now, Frank was awake and no longer wanting to go at Vanessa's pace. He bunched up her hair and began forcing his cock even further. Vanessa resisted trying to hold her head still, but Frank thrusted his hips towards her fucking her violently. 

She could definitely taste blood as her throat began to stretch and tear from his assault. Instinctively wanting him to stop, she accidentally bit down. He pulled out immediately slapping her across the face with his cock. "I'm sorry Father." She said holding the sting to her face. She couldn't face him knowing that he was surely pissed off.

He didn't speak. He only held her head up and slapped her again with his cock. Her face had swelled and left a red imprint across her cheek. She was about to cry wondering why the man was terrorizing her. She hated him from the depths of her heart, but feared him even more. She felt helpless as if he had her life in his hands. She simply sat on her knees taking the beating from his cock.

After losing count of how many times he slapped her with his cock, Frank ordered her onto the bed. She laid on the bed bent over. Frank's favorite position was seeing Vanessa's ass in the air as he fucked her. The waves of her hips moving to and from his cock drove him insane. Vanessa feared the worst knowing that her body would soon betray her again. As much as she hated to admit it, he hit her deepest parts by fucking her from behind.

Frank prepped Vanessa with a bit of spit. He slowly entered her reminding Vanessa of when she lost her virginity. Her walls began to spread as he inched his way slowly in. Then out of nowhere he began to hammer in and out of her pussy making her lose her mind.

"No," was all she could say as she began cumming from just the size of his cock. She felt so full the only comparison being giving birth. In and out he fucked her senseless. Vanessa passed out once again from the multiple orgasms. Her tongue caught the snot dripping from her nose, and tears ran down her eyes that had rolled back. The ultimate combination of pain and pleasure. She couldn't comprehend the world around her as each thrust broke her reality replacing it only with the feeling of his cock. For her to exist, she would need a cock pounding inside her. Like a revelation she became addicted to fucking. She knew he'd kill her with orgasms as she finally lost consciousness. 

Chapter 5.5: Now or Never

Vanessa had become a former shell of herself. The constant sex had broken her down to a soulless person. She rarely spoke and moved very slowly throughout the day. The only time she was able to feel something was her sex sessions with Frank. By now, Rick had realized that his mother would soon lose herself entirely and become Frank's sex slave. He hated the idea, but couldn't gather the courage to face his grandfather. 

That night Frank received a call from his Son. "Dad, I'm not coming home."

"What do you mean you're not coming home. You said one more month and it's been a month. Your family is waiting for you."

"I've found a new woman. She's pregnant and we're getting married. Tell Vanessa that I'm sorry." James sobbed into the phone.

Frank completely consumed by anger broke the phone with his grip. He walked to his room and began packing his things. Vanessa looked a little confused, "Where are you going father?" She asked looking to her father as a puppy would to it's master.

"I need to talk to my son. I'll be back in a few days." Surely nothing good was going to come from this.

Rick overheard the conversation as he heard his grandfather and mother leave the house. He waited a couple of hours waiting for them to return. When he heard the garage open, he walked upstairs cautiously. It was only his mother that had arrived back. He opened the door and approached her. "What's going on?"

"You grandfather is going to be gone for a few days. I have to get dinner ready." she said in a static voice.

"Mom!" Rick yelled. She didn't even turn around. "We can leave now. Let's get out of this hell hole. Fuck Frank and Fuck Dad." She didn't even motion to stop. She continued her routine deaf to her son's proposal.

"What would you like to eat for dinner?" she asked looking through the pantry.

"Mom!" He cried again this time walking up to her. She was still occupied with her duties not acknowledging her son. "Stop it!" He screamed grabbing her hand. "Why do you let them do that to you? Why can't you ever think for yourself. Please. I'm begging you. Let's go." his voice went quiet as he began to cry.

Vanessa's face didn't change but tears began running down her face. "Can't you see honey? I've been broken. I can't live without that man anymore. I need his cock."

"No!" Rick roared. "You don't belong to him." 

"I do. I live to serve him."

"Stop lying. He forced himself onto you."

"Just the way you forced yourself onto me? Your own mother?" She now faced him seeing a bit more lively. "To lust after the woman that gave birth to you. The thing you made me do." Her voice increased as she vented her frustrations. "All I ever did was stick up for you. If there was only one person in this world that cared for you, it was me! And you repay me by using me as your fuck toy? To embarrass and humiliate me!" She was now screaming and crying. "How can you call yourself my son?!"

Rick cried knowing all the terrible things he had done to his mother. The trust between them was completely gone. "I'm sorry mom. I messed up, but we can't stay here. You know that."

"No. I love Frank. I'm going to stay here. You go." she said calming down.

Rick overcome with anger grabbed her mother by her shoulders and shook her. "Stop saying that! You don't love Frank! You love me."

"Sorry honey. I belong to him." With that, Rick delivered the hardest he had ever slapped anyone. The entire world went silent from the echo of the slap. He instantly regret his actions. Vanessa gasped for air. She looked around as if she had just woken up. "What?" she questioned Rick.

"Will you come with me?" He asked again still holding her in his arms.

"Yes. We have to move quickly." she said suddenly gaining her senses. They packed very little and left that very night. They cut all communication with James' side of the family. They weren't sure what happened with Frank and James but they weren't concerned as long as they never pursued them. They had driven a few states over and began a quiet life in a broken down apartment complex. They only had enough money to live for one month as they quickly scrambled to get back on their feet.



Forlealelea Ch. 06



After the mother and son fled from their abusive home, they found themselves in a decent sized city. The apartment they lived in was the worst, but cheapest placed they could find. Rick found a job flipping burgers, he'd bring home free dinners which helped out a lot. Rick promised his mother that he would take care of her and asked her not to work. Vanessa was aware that Rick wasn't capable of providing for both of them, so she began to search for work. She sent out applications but hadn't heard back for any interviews.

Rick came home exhausted and smelling like smoke. "God damn it." he yelled in frustration

"How was your day sweetie?" Vanessa asked greeting him.

"I'm so tired." he bitched. "I'm taking tomorrow off." Vanessa frowned. His full time schedule was too hard for someone that had never worked before. She knew his constant breaks would eventually cost him his job. 

"I could always work too. If it's too hard." she suggested while he kicked his shoes off.

"No. I don't want you working. You just stay home mom, I'll take care of it." 

"Okay," she said obediently as she organized his shoes. "Are you hungry? We have Mac n' Cheese."

"No. I'm too tired. I'm just going to bed." Rick fell on top of the only furniture they had in the cramped studio apartment. He fell asleep instantly leaving Vanessa with her worried thoughts.

She thought about her entire life until now. She wondered if their current situation was any better than her abusive neglectful life from before. She had a hard time gauging whether or not she should call James. 'No,' she thought to herself. 'I can't give up this easily. Especially when Rick is trying so hard.'

A month had passed and she still had no luck with any jobs. The only jobs that people wanted to give her were sex related. They began falling behind financially since Rick had been dropped from his full time position. His absence caused his hours to get cut and in turn they could not pay the rent that month. 

Rick was at work that day as Vanessa scrambled to find an excuse for why they wouldn't be able to pay their rent. The landlord was an older Mexican man that went by the name Juan. Every month he'd make a big commotion collecting rent money with his wooden baseball bat. "Where's my money?" you'd hear him yell down the hall as you waited for him to step to your door. Luckily for Vanessa, she had found out a little information on the man that had brought them closer together.

Vanessa spent most of her days volunteering as a baby sister at a local church. She figured that she may do some good work as long as she wasn't occupied and the church provided free meals to her. She met Juan one day dropping off his grandson. They saw each other regularly from there and talked sometimes. 

There was a knock on the door absent with the profane yelling. Juan was at her door. "Good morning Ms. Vanessa," he said with a slight accent.

"Hi Juan. My son is just running behind a little this month. I'm sorry I don't have money for rent."

"Oh," he said still keeping his smile intact. "Well, you can get your things and get the fuck out then." he said turning his back. "I'll give you until the end of the day."

"Wait. Please. We're really trying to make this work. Can't you give us a week. I promise I'll get you the money."

He turned around and approached her again. "How long do you think I've been doing this Ms. Vanessa? Do I look like an idiot? Do you know how many chances I've given. How many people lived here for free?"

"No, that's not what I meant."

"If you don't have the money. You need to leave. I'm saying this as a friend. Now please don't make me angry." he said turning his back again.

She began to panic imagining having to go back to her hell. She felt so useless, she knew she had to do something, even the unimaginable. "Please Juan. There must be something I can do for you." 

The comment stopped him in his tracks. He smiled as he turned around. He had been eyeing the busty milf for awhile now, just waiting for his opportunity to strike. "Come by my unit later tonight. I think we can work something out."

Rick arrived at the apartment complex late that night. He tip toed past the landlords unit knowing that he had come up short this month. 'Just give me a couple weeks you dirty bastard.' he thought to himself. Just as he was about to pass his door he heard moans coming from within the paper thin walls. Curiosity forced him to stop and press his ear against the wall. Although the sounds were somewhat distorted, he could clearly hear a woman inside. 'Even this old bastard gets laid? What a lucky piece of shit. I wonder who it is?' he asked himself.

"Oh please. No more!" the stranger cried from within.

'He's really giving it to her.' Rick though getting a little turned on himself.

"You like that you dirty slut?!" Juan yelled as Rick heard a series of slaps.

"Oh, god!" The woman cried, "it's been such a long time. I can't help myself. I'm a dirty slut."

'Woah. She kind of sounds like mom, but mom would never say something like that. Maybe I should record this.'

"I'm gonna cum!" she cried

"Alright. I'm almost there too. Tell me where you want it bitch. Inside?!"

"No please not inside! I'll become pregnant. Anywhere but inside."

"Then you'll swallow my load. Don't waste a single drop."

The moaned and cried together as the sound eventually faded. 'What a show,' Rick thought to himself. 'I better get back before this old bastard comes hunting for his money.' Rick exited towards the stairwell.

Upon entering his unit he noticed an empty room. "Mom?" he called out. "Where the hell could she have gone." Suddenly, he began to connect the thoughts. "No! It can't be." He dropped his things and ran out the door not caring to lock it behind it. He ran downstairs and slowly crept up to his landlords unit.

"Please stop! My son will be home soon." Vanessa cried on the other side of the wall.

"I'm not done with you yet bitch. You still owe me a lot." There was no denying it. His mother was fucking the landlord for the rent. Rick fell to his knees knowing that he had failed his mother. He couldn't even move. Couldn't even stop his mother from being violated. He wept pathetically and helplessly as his mother was fucked again and again. "I can't get enough of this ass. Where should I put it next? Here?!"

"No!!" Vanessa cried again. She eventually stopped resisting as only tears ran down her face. She began thinking if this was really the best thing for her and her son. Maybe they should've taken their chances on the street.

Finally hours later Juan finally let Vanessa go. She was at the door with smeared mascara and a messy head of hair. "Two more nights like this and we'll call it even." he said giving her a smack on the ass then pushing her outside. 

When Vanessa arrived home, she found Rick fast asleep. Not wanting to arouse suspicion she quickly took a shower before going to bed. She woke up the next day extremely sore. Juan didn't have the biggest cock in the world, but what he lacked downstairs he made up with his fingering techniques. She couldn't remember how many different positions they fucked in or how many times he made her cum. She began to sob thinking that she had stooped so low. She was no different than a prostitute walking the streets.

Rick had already left for work. He promised that he would work harder no matter what it took. To never have to see his mother like that again. Vanessa woke up and started her morning like she did every day. She checked her email to see if there were any new jobs available. She was surprised to find that a company had reached out to her wanting to interview her. The interview was in a couple of hours. Vanessa rushed to get ready putting on the best clothes that she could.

She walked into the large building wearing a professional attire and resume in hand. "Please, help me this one time." she quietly prayed. Inside there were a line of women much younger, much more attractive waiting to be interviewed. The position was a secretary position for a construction company. It seemed like everyone was looking for a job. Vanessa felt extremely intimidated by her strong competition.

One by one, the women entered and left the building until finally, Vanessa was called in. Just a seat and a desk inside the room. There was an older woman and a middle aged man sitting behind the desk. 

"Vanessa Vicksen?" The man called.

"Yes, it's nice to meet you." She reached out offering her hand but no one shook it.

"My name is Austin. I'm the man you'll be working for. Here is my current personal assistant Sally. She's been helping me with the interviews today. Do you have any experience?"

"Yes. I mean, no not really. I'm sorry. I don't have any experience at all."

"Did you read the description of the ad Mrs. Vicksen? It clearly stated that we were searching for someone with a lot of experience. We don't have the time to train you. If you can't follow simple instructions I really can't see how you'd be able to work here at all." Sally said in a stern, slightly annoyed tone.

"I'm sorry. My son and I. It's been really hard and this is the first interview I've received in over two months. Please. I really need this job. I can promise you that I'll do everything that I have to. I'll work as many hours as you need me. Please." She started breaking into tears fearing that if she didn't get a job soon, then life would only get worse for her and Rick.

Austin looked somewhat concerned. He had never seen a woman with such desperation. Austin had grown up in a similar situation. In poverty and without a father, he remembered his mother working two sometimes three jobs at once just to provide for him. He could tell she was being genuinely desperate. Such a drive he hadn't seen from other applicants. Out of pity and instinct he decided to hire her on the spot. "When can you start?" he asked offering a tissue.

Both Vanessa and Sally were shocked. "But sir. She can't possibly-"

"It'll be alright Sally. The jobs not that hard anyhow." 

"Thank you so much. I promise you won't regret it." Vanessa said.

"You still haven't answered my question Mrs. Vicksen. When can you start?"

"I'm sorry. I can start today if you'd like."

He laughed loudly. "That's fine. Why don't you take off today and get ready to start tomorrow."

"Thank you so much sir. I promise you won't regret this." Vanessa left the room smiling wider than she had in many years. Sally looked disappointed at Austin.

"What?" Austin said smiling at Sally.

"Your mother would be extremely disappointed with you if she saw you today. Was it because of her big tits? or her large ass? She's nothing more than a breeding cow."

"Oh Sally. Don't be so mean. She'll be fine." He paused closing his eyes and relaxing a bit. "And mother. She'd understand." He smiled again.

Vanessa arrived home later that night. She went shopping for some proper work attire. As she entered the building Juan stopped her in her tracks. "Oooh. I like the outfit. Where'd you go honey?"

Vanessa ignored him trying to walk past him. 

"We're still on for tonight right?"

"No Mr. Juan. I'll pay you the rent."

"Oh you got money? Where is it?"

"Well I mean." She paused remembering that she wouldn't be paid for at least a month. 

"I'll tell you again. You got three choices. Pay me today or get the fuck out of my apartment."

She was startled not wanting to end up on the streets. She was at a loss for words.

"Or you can come over right now."

So disgusted and helpless she felt that she didn't really have a choice. She prepared herself mentally promising that she'd only have to endure his terrible acts for a month. Then they could move out completely. She walked towards him as he placed his arm around her waist. 

"Good girl. Now let's have some fun." Vanessa entered his unit seeing that he hadn't cleaned anything since her visit last night. It was an absolute pigsty. "You remember where to go?" She nodded stepping over the piles of trash. 

They made it back to his bedroom. "I have to admit Vanessa. Seeing you dressed like an office slut really turns me on. Where'd you go today honey?"

"I had an interview," she said quietly as he began groping her body. He slowly zipped the side of her skirt down her legs.

"Wow, I'll never get sick of this amazing ass." He gave her a hard slap. She winced closing her eyes. "An interview? You looking for a job?"

"Yes," he began kissing her bare ass as he bent her over on the bed.

"Lay down honey." He pulled her panties to the side revealing her pink pussy and small white asshole. He shove his nose deep inside her asshole while eating her out. "You could always work for me. I could get you a lot of money."

She rolled her eyes hating him as she stared straight ahead. "No thank you," she said politely declining. 

"Fuck you then." He gave her a hard slap, one that made her jump, and pulled down his pants. He was already hard from seeing her. He qued her to bring her pussy up for his fucking. "Since you've been such a bitch to me, I'm extending your services for the rest of the month. You got that your fucking whore?" He jammed his cock into her dry pussy. It hurt them both as she yelped.

She knew in the back of her mind that it would come to this. She laid with her face down and ass up taking the man's cock. He grabbed a large chunk of her flesh.

"This." He squeezed pinching her as hard as he could. "This is all mine! Whenever I want. You'll come to fuck me. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?" he yelled slapping her again and again. 

She tried her best to endure the pain, but when she couldn't take it anymore she screamed into the blanket she was biting down on. "MMMMM" She yelled feeling no pleasure at all.

"That's right bitch. I'm gonna make you scream every single fucking day until you give me money." The assault continued late into the night. 

Rick arrived late that night again. By now, a small crowd had gathered near the landlord's unit. "Damn, Juan's really giving it to that whore." A man said in the crowd. They laughed. Rick rushed passed them embarrassed and scared. "Anyone know who it is?" he asked looking around.

"Might be that fat bitch from 201."

"Damn, you talkin about that thick ass milf?"

"Yeah bruh, have you seen her titties. Saw her walkin out with a skirt and shit. Probably goin to work." they laughed. 

They finally finished around midnight. As Vanessa was gathering her things Juan stopped her. He pulled out a butt plug with a pink jewel. "I want you to wear this at all times. You're to never take this out. Understand?" 

She just nodded wanting to get home as soon as possible. He shoved it into her asshole. Luckily it wasn't as big as the ones Rick had trained her with. She could easily manage the butt plug. "I'll make sure it's in whenever I see you."

'Whatever,' Vanessa thought to herself. She'd just put it in when she was walking past his unit. 

The next morning she woke up still a bit sore. She got ready not forgetting to put her plug in. As she walked past Juan's unit he came out greeting her. He placed his hand on her ass and ran his finger down her asshole to make sure he felt the plug inside of her. It was there just as he expected. "Good girl. I'll see you tonight."

Vanessa walked off not wanting to miss her bus. This was Vanessa's daily routine for the next month. Every night, Juan would fuck her senseless. Some nights he was a passionate lover, other time he came quickly and let her go. She showed no emotion and just treated it as a daily chore. Meanwhile, Rick worked hard. He was only getting around 6 hours of sleep a day and working the rest. He knew of his mother's problem with the landlord but never said anything. He told her to hang on just for a few weeks inside his head. Then he'd get his pay checks and they'd be fine.

Vanessa quickly started falling for her boss. He was an honest man and not a sleazeball like the rest of the men she had encountered in her life. He never took perverted peeks at her and always looked deeply into her eyes whenever he talked to her. It was as if she was looking into her soul. She didn't know if he was married or not, but didn't have intentions of possibly ruining her job. She simply enjoyed his company as she secretly fell in love with him.

They'd regularly go out to lunch together and they would talk about their life. She found out that he grew up with just his mother in a poor neighborhood. He didn't make any money until he finished college and started his own business. He cared for his mother for fifteen years as he watched her slowly wither away from her cursed cancer. 

Vanessa felt special as Austin began opening up to her. He seemed like he wanted to cry. She could see how lonely he had been since his mother had passed. Maybe that's why he kept Sally around, she thought.

Austin began crying. Vanessa wasn't sure what she was supposed to do. She decided to go with her motherly instinct and cuddle him. She held a hand over his back and rubbed him. "It's okay." she said in a sweet caring voice.

Austin lost what he was able to hold together so well and embraced Vanessa. "I'm sorry you have to see me like this. I promise, I'm not normally like this." 

"I understand." 

"Something about you makes me feel safe. I don't know what's wrong with me. It's so wrong, but I fell in love with you from the first day we met."

Vanessa was shocked. The word "Love" was such a distant idea. How long had it been since a man had professed their love to her. She couldn't remember the last time James said it or even Rick. She wanted to cry too.

He felt uncomfortable with her silence. "I'm sorry. That's wrong of me to say isn't it."

"No." She stopped him wanting to tell him that she too was in love. "I have feelings for you too Austin." A man crying into her shoulders, was the only man that had ever shown that they wanted more than sex from her. For the first time in her entire life, she felt like a real woman. Love, how could it feel this strong?

They began to date regularly after that. Austin didn't care much about the employer-employee relationship as he owned the company. They were moving so fast on an emotional level but never had sex. They were bound to be together. Soul mates at least.

Vanessa told her son of her new found love. The way she expressed the way she felt about him and how she just couldn't shut up about him made Rick realize that he would soon lose his mother. 

For the first time in his life, Rick thought of his mother's interest instead of his. He gave her his blessings and sent her off to get married. Vanessa refused to leave Rick behind, but he somehow convinced her that they would still see each other all the time and that he wanted her to be happy and not to worry about him. 

Vanessa was married to Austin three months after they first met. She moved into Austin's house and Rick was left to fend for himself. Vanessa promised that she would come visit him every day. It was like a fairy tale ending where the princess finally met her true love.



Forlealelea Ch. 07



Vanessa finally felt happy with her life. She was with a man that she loved but more importantly a man that loved her. She found out soon after her marriage that Austin wasn't the greatest in bed, he didn't last more than two minutes, but that didn't matter. Sex wasn't an issue as of now. Emotionally, she was being taken care of and that's all she ever truly wanted. 

She called her son missing him, "Hey honey how are you?"

He wasn't familiar with her level of enthusiasm. He could tell just by her tone that she was happy and living a satisfied life. "I'm good Mom. How are you?"

"I'm great, but I miss you. Can I see you today?"

"Mom, I told you. We need to live our own lives from now on. Don't worry about me too much."

"I just want to make sure everything is okay."

"You were here last month weren't you?"

"Yes, but.." he didn't seem too well when she last saw her son. He had obviously stopped working and it seemed like he was falling back into his old habits. She was worried. 

"Then it's fine. Don't worry about me. You can call me whenever you want. I gotta go Mom, bye." Rick hung up the phone. She was surprised and felt a little disrespected, but maybe he had finally gotten past her and he was trying to live his life. At least that's what she hoped. On the other side of the line, Rick cried.

He had a deeper wanting for his mother that he knew he could never have. He wanted her as his woman. The day he let her marry the perfect man, was the day that he would forever be alone. He wept wishing just to see her again. He had quit his job and was now living as just a shut in. He had missed a few months of rent and was on the verge of being evicted. 

He lost everything but kept his phone. He acted as if everything was fine while he wandered the city streets trying to find shelter wherever he could. He was a broken boy without any guidance. Eventually, Rick's services was cut off and he lost contact with his mother.

Six months had passed when Vanessa couldn't stand it anymore. "I need to go over there." she said to her new husband Austin.

"I'm telling you honey. He's fine. It seems like he's just trying to make his own way in this world. Isn't he almost 22? That's about the time I started my business."

"No. Rick's different. He needs me. He wouldn't just stop talking to me like that." Her motherly instincts were clearly taking over.

"You want me to come with you?"

"No. You worked too much. Please stay home. I'll go see what's going on alone."

"Okay."

Vanessa made her way to the old complex that she once shared with her son. Upon walking in she was greeted by Juan. "Well, well, well. It's been awhile."

"Have you seen my son?" she asked cutting straight to the point. 

"What? that loser? He hasn't been around for a few months now. Kicked him out awhile ago."

"Where did he go?" She looked at him frantically.

"Why don't you come inside my house. We can talk about it. Like old times." She knew he was lying and quickly left. She started with homeless shelters and the police but wasn't able to find anything out. 

"Please. We'll contact you if we find anything out." The officer told her.

She couldn't believe it. She felt as if she had failed as a mother. She was supposed to protect him. 'Why didn't I bring him with me? Austin would've understood.' she cried to herself. Austin tried his best to comfort her, but she was miserably distressed. 

After waiting for weeks she finally received a call from a hospital. They had found her son. She walked into the emergency room with Austin. "Rick Vicksen," she said to the front desk attendant. 

"Right this way ma'am." the nurse lead her to a room.

There Rick was lying in the bed. He had lost a lot of weight. The nurse explained that it was coupled with starving and an infection. They began the treatment and told them that everything would be fine but mentioned that he was on the street almost dead. 

Vanessa knew she couldn't let her son go anymore. He wasn't capable of taking care of himself. She was eager to explain to Austin that he had to come home with them. She was even willing to throw away their marriage, her love, if it meant being with her son. But she didn't have to say anything. Austin wrapped his arms around his wife and kissed her on the forehead. "Don't worry. We'll take care of him."

She fell even more deeply for him. She knew that he would love her no matter what. She felt stupid for not bringing her son with her in the first place. 

Austin knew how much his mother loved him, and to deny his wife of her son would be something only the lowest of low could do. He sympathized and didn't expect anything in return.

Rick made a quick recover staying with his mother and stepfather. They didn't talk much since Austin was always working. Vanessa decided to take time off until Rick was 100% better. Vanessa catered to her all of her son's needs even though she didn't have to. 

Rick was happy to be alive, but more importantly to be with his mother. He felt weak and pathetic having to rely on her again but those feelings quickly dissipated as he became comfortable with his new lifestyle. In his comfort, he began to develop sick feelings once again for his mother. A devil was awakened within his revival. 

Chapter 7.5: The Problems

Vanessa was happy to have Rick home with her. She cooked and cleaned for him. Because of her absence at work, Austin had to hire someone as her replacement. Vanessa didn't feel quite ready to come back to work. Her guilt for letting her son get sick would take awhile before she was able to leave him alone again. Although she was happy that her son was back, she felt a bit lonely not getting to spend time with her husband like she usually would at work. What's more is that they were rarely having sex. She wondered if something was wrong.

Rick got up that morning feeling better than he had ever felt. The weight he had lost due to starving had made him seem like a normal person now. He walked downstairs to the kitchen. He only came out of his room when Austin was away. "Good morning mom." he wrapped his arm around her waist and kissed her on the cheek from behind. 

"Good morning birthday boy. Are you hungry?" It was a questions she asked him all the time.

"Very much," he said letting her go.

They were much closer together now. They showed the same type of affection as a child would to their mother. Perhaps it was a little weird, but Vanessa didn't think too much of it as she only had pure intentions. 

"I'll have breakfast ready in 20 minutes. Why don't you relax,"

"Mind if I use your computer mom?" She was a little startled. When Rick came into the house, Austin had forbid him from using a computer. Vanessa had expressed that it was where his problems came from to begin with. But the time that Vanessa spent with Rick had made her a push over for whatever he wanted. Besides, it was his birthday.

"Sure," she said resuming her cooking.

Rick hopped on trying to snoop for whatever he could. "A clean history? What could mom be hiding?"

He downloaded an application that showed any deleted history pages. He browsed through finding that his mom had googled "Not having sex normal?; Trouble in bedroom?; How to become more attractive; etc." Rick was shocked to find out that his mother may have been sexually frustrated. 

He browsed back even further and found some logs from Austin. "What's this?!" he saw page after page of relentless porn. The porn Austin watched primarily consisted of larger busty women having sex with black men. The word "Cuckold" was constantly searched for months. Rick laughed out loud. "He wants to see mom get fucked by other guys," he said quietly to himself.

He went back to the kitchen with the new found information.

"Hey mom," Rick asked sheepishly

"Yes honey? Breakfast is almost ready."

"I wanted to ask you something."

"What is it?" She asked with a bit of concern in her face.

"Nevermind, it's stupid."

"What? Tell me." She walked up to him placing her hand on his shoulder.

"You'd probably laugh at me. Forget it." He said looking down.

"Honey." She bent over unintentionally revealing her large cleavage. "You can tell me anything. I'm your mother," she reassured him.

"Well..." he paused as if trying to create a build up, "I want a girlfriend, but I'm not really sure how to get one. How did you and dad first meet?" He knew the story all too well, but just wanted his mother to confirm it.

"We met at a dance club years and years ago. If you just be yourself, the ladies will come running to you."

"But I'm scared," he whimpered.

"Oh, don't be scared. I'm always here if you need me."

"Well, could you come with me?"

"Go where honey?" she asked still not understanding where the conversation was headed.

"To a club. To get a girl."

"Oh," she paused not sure if it was appropriate. "Let me call Austin and see if he wants to come."

'Damn it!' Rick thought to himself. He was so close. "Sure," he said fakely smiling.

She called her husband on her cellphone and explained the situation. Austin was silent on the other side of the line. The thought that his wife would be watched by other men lusting over his beautiful wife drove him wild. But he wouldn't be able to go out tonight, he had to fly out to a site that was a state away. He couldn't control himself as lust took over him. "Why don't you go with Rick alone. Just make sure to tell me about it when you get back."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, actually it's my fault for being busy so lately. Please have some fun with Rick tonight. I promise to pay you back when I get back."

"No it's okay. But I will try to help him tonight."

"Great. Oh! Gotta go honey. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Okay. Bye, Love you."

"Love you too." Austin hung up.

"Well?" Rick asked.

"Okay, let's do it. But are you sure you want to go with this old woman? I'm sure I'd just drag the place down."

"Don't be like that mom. I want you to come with me."

She smiled knowing that her son still admired her. "Okay," 

The rest of the day was pretty normal. Around dinner time, Rick began searching for clubs on the internet. He found one not too far as he began getting ready. He ran into his mom across the hall, "So what are you planning on wearing?" Rick asked.

"Not sure. I have some dresses that Austin bought me." The very thought that she'd be wearing a dress another man bought her infuriated Rick. 

"Can you show me?"

"Sure," she said walking back to her room. She had an entire room filled with dresses. Most of them were conservative as she picked out the ones she had in mind. None of them were to the liking of Rick.

He stared down at his toes. Vanessa had been a mom long enough to know that meant something was wrong. "What's wrong?" She asked.

He just shook his head from side to side as he forced tears to come out. She saw his tears and instantly cuddled him.

"Honey what's wrong?" he didn't talk. Only mumbled as tears and snot mixed. "You don't like the dress?" He nodded up and down. "How can I make it better?" she asked wiping his tears. Vanessa had a general idea of what might have been wrong. It didn't seem like Rick was going to talk so instead she went for the extreme. There was a particular dress that she only wore for Austin. It was a sexy black round neck long sleeve see-through slimming dress. The dress had a flowery design only covering her crotch and nipples. The sides of her breasts and hips were completely visible. "How's this?" She asked shyly exiting the closet. 

Rick's eyes gazed upon his mother's beautiful body. "Wow, it's perfect." he said smiling.

She smiled back being happy that she was able to cheer him up. "I just need to finish my make up and we can head out."

"Okay. I'll get ready." Rick said leaving the room. Just then Vanessa received a text from Austin. 

"Show me what you're wearing tonight." he texted.

She smiled and took a picture of the dress and sent it to him.

"Ooh! I love that one." He texted again. Austin had severely downplayed his reaction. He couldn't believe his wife would wear such a dress in public. The very thought of guys drooling all over her was driving him insane with lust. He wanted to see a man hit on her. To see a man dance with her. To see a man even kiss his own wife. For once, he thanked Rick for being there for his mother. He couldn't wait to hear how the men tried to pick her up or any perverted stories about his wife's encounters.

She only responded with a smiley face.

They left the house around 10 both dressed up very well. Vanessa looked like a goddess with her dress and high heels. Her make up was on point per usual. It didn't make her look like a clown but accented her features instead. She looked like a pornstar model.

They pulled up to a club and waited in line for about 10 minutes before heading in. It had been such a long time since Vanessa had stepped inside a club. She and Rick felt very out of place. They decided to take a seat that overlooked the dance floor. They ordered beers and waited.

The music was much louder than Rick could have imagined. "Having fun?" his mom talked loudly into his ear.

He just nodded. "Yeah,"

She couldn't hear him over the loud music and went up to his ear again, "What'd you say? I can't hear you over the music. Talk in my ear."

He approached her as she asked. He could smell the perfumed from her neck. It was driving him crazy. He wanted to grab those big fake tits of hers and suck on them all night long. Her lipstick was a light barbie pink; perfect for dick sucking. "Yeah," he lightly yelled into her ear.

She smiled back at him. They waited another 30 minutes for the booze to kick in to start acting stupid. "Oooh, she looks pretty. Why don't you go ask her." Vanessa pointed out.

Rick knew if he didn't make a move soon his mom would become suspicious. He just nodded and made his way to the floor.

Five minutes later, Rick came back to the table with his head hanging down. "What happened?" Vanessa asked as if she wasn't watching the whole time.

"She shot me down."

"Oh, I'm sorry honey." She gave him a hug pressing her breasts against his chest. He embraced her holding her a bit longer than she had intended. "It's okay. I've always heard it's a number game with guys. It's just a matter of time before a girl says yes. Go out again honey."

The process repeated many more times. He spent about an hour getting rejected from almost all the girls in the club. At one point, a girl splashed a drink in his face because she was offended that such an ugly guy would approach her. It was the final straw. Rick was crying now at the table. 

"Honey. Are you okay?" Vanessa's words slurred a little as she was getting very drunk from all the drinks.

"I hate this. I hate my face. I'm so ugly. I should just kill myself."

"What happened? What did she say?" She asked rubbing his back.

"She said not even the ugliest girl here would ever dance with me let alone give me their number."

Vanessa was a bit angry. Again, her motherly instinct took over her. "Come on honey." She pulled him up from the seat.

"What? Where are we going?"

"We're going to teach that bitch-" she caught herself, "oops. excuse my language." They both laughed together. "We're going to show her that you can get any woman you want." Rick nodded taking his mother's hand like a child would.

Just as they were about to enter the dance floor, Vanessa whispered into her son's ear. "Now if you want these girls to want you. You have to act like you own me. Treat me like you would if I were your girlfriend." Rick's mind started racing as he slowly placed his hands on his mother's wide hips. The only thing separating their flesh from touching was a thin see through fabric. He looked at her to make sure she was okay. She didn't even seem to notice as she lead them to the dance floor. 

It was Vanessa's fault for not being experienced with the dress she had chosen. Her large ass and wide hips had started to cause the dress to raise up every time she walked. It was very subtle, but the dress slowly worked its way up Vanessa's thighs closely approaching her ass. Rick noticed this but didn't say anything. They were now in the middle of the floor, he thought not many people would notice.

Vanessa, now feeling the full effects of all the alcohol she had consumed, began to loosen up. She began to slowly groove to the music as her dancing spirit slowly awakened. Rick stood still with his hands on his mother's hips as she began to sway from side to side.

She rocked gently tempting anyone watching to come closer. When Rick's focus was on Vanessa's ass, she turned around slowly as if looking through him. She gave him a seductive look as she pointed at his cheek. She took one step closer to him as they were now just inches away from kissing before she turned around again letting him smell her sweet perfume once more. She grabbed his hands and placed them around her waist and held them around her belly.

She began to grind her large ass into waist. Rick felt extremely uncomfortable and awkward not knowing if now was the time to make a move. She dug even further into his cock with her ass allowing Rick to get rid of any doubts he had in his mind.

She was in a complete trance with her eyes closed and her body moving with the beat. Rick noticed a tiny dark corner somewhat separated from the floor. The light above not working being the reason people stayed away. Rick slowly guided his mother towards the corner. He began to test his limits as he roamed her body with his hands.

He started with his hands settled on her hips. He kept his left hand firmly placed on her hip while his right hand traveled down the side of her leg. "Perfect," he said aloud knowing his mother would not be able to hear him. He pinched the end of her dress with his right hand and slowly started to pull it up keeping a close eye to see if she had any reactions. The dress was so thin she hadn't noticed a difference. He pushed it even further as he pulled it halfway up her ass. Again, nothing. Her moves and swerves made the dress go all the way up until her entire ass was exposed. She wore only a black g-string underneath. 

With her ass now exposed, Rick gently placed his hands on his mother's bare skin. Still she did not react. He finally worked up the courage to place one hand on her ass. When she didn't miss a beat and continued dancing, Rick gave it a little squeeze to see what her reaction would be.

"Mmmh," his mother moaned from the grope.

"You're beautiful," he whispered into his mother's ear.

"Thank you honey." she whispered back feeling his mouth pressed against her ear. He gently nibbled on it making her giggle. He wanted to kiss her neck, but resisted the temptation, fearing that his little show would come to an abrupt end. 

The music progressively transitioned into a slower R&B beat. The lights dimmed to the point where people had limited visibility and Vanessa and her son we're practically in the dark. She had completely forgotten that it was her son who she was dancing with as she turned around. She assumed that the tall stranger dancing with her was her husband. She turned to face him and leaned into his shoulder slow dancing in his arms.

"It's been such a long time baby." 

'Baby?' Rick thought to himself. She never called him that. The way she said it so passionately also gave him a hint that maybe his mother wasn't sure who she was with. Rick suddenly remembered his mother always confusing his with her husbands.

"Sorry I'm late." Rick played off smoothly.

"I'm just glad you're here Austin. I missed you so much." There it was. She was convinced that she was dancing with her husband. "I thought you were going out of town, what happened?" She asked barely coherent still in her dancing trance.




Forlealelea Ch. 07



"Don't worry about that." Then with all of his strength he leaned in and pressed his lips against his mothers. She accepted him quickly wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Mmmm," she moaned prying her tongue into his mouth. They stood in the dark corner kissing each other while swaying from side to side. Rick had become fully erect as he guided Vanessa's hand down to his crotch. "Oh my god, you're hard. Am I turning you on?" She asked groping his cock. 

"I want to fuck you so bad." Rick whispered.

"Mmm, baby. Let's go home and do it." Vanessa moaned grinding her pussy on his leg. He could feel that she was extremely wet leaving a trail of slut liquid. But if they were to leave right now, she'd quickly find out it was her son. He couldn't let that happen. He had to think on his feet seeing that this opportunity would never come again after this night. He grabbed his tie and blindfolded her. "What's this honey?"

"It's always been a fantasy of mine to see you with other guys. Keep the blindfold on and imagine a stranger that's violating you."

She giggled knowing that this may have been her only chance to get her sexual life back on track. She decided to play along with who she thought was her husband's fantasy. He kissed and hugged her ushering her towards the exit. They finally made it out finding a cab to take them home.

Once they arrived home, Rick wasted no time carrying his mother to her bedroom. He had kept her wanting since they left the club and now he had her all alone. Still in a drunk haze she started taking off her blindfold. It was okay since all the lights were turned off. "I can't see anything honey."

"Don't worry. follow my voice." He said laying on his stepfather's bed. 

She found the bed searching around. "Wait. What about Rick?"

"Don't worry. He's sleeping."

"Oh okay." She giggled.

"Now come over here and suck my dick." She put her hands out trying to find his cock.

"Got it," she said grabbing a firm hold of his cock. "Wow, it's much bigger than usual." She said slowly jerking it. "Tell me how you want it honey."

"Suck it." Muscle memory kicked in as Vanessa began sucking her son's dick. If she were sober, she'd remember the length of her son's cock and how thick it was. She began slobbering all over his cock as she tried to take all of it down her throat. "Yeah." Rick moaned. "I like it when you act like a cock hungry slut."

With that, Vanessa became more vulgar making loud slurping noises as she worked thoroughly on Rick's cock. "Turn around and let me eat that ass." Vanessa was shocked to hear this. Her husband was normally disgusted with oral acts and only liked it straight. Perhaps he was very horny, Vanessa thought to herself. She moved on top of him placing her pussy on his face. 

Rick worked both holes with his mouth. He couldn't get enough of his mother's ass and pussy. He slapped her cheeks with force that echoed throughout the room. It reminded her of the times she spent with Frank. Although she was terrorized by the man, she couldn't deny his masterful skills in the art of pleasure. She moaned begging for more.

"Yes, slap me. Slap my big ass."

"Oh god, I love your ass." Rick moaned pinned under his mother. "You like it you fucking slut?"

"Yes. Yes sir. Please fuck me." She screamed. 

"I bet you've been dying for a fuck."

"Oh my god baby, you have no idea. I wondered if it was something I did. I really need a dick inside me."

"Do you like being fucked?"

"Yes, I love being fucked by you, Austin." it wasn't the answer Rick wanted.

"You have such a lewd body. You were born with a body just to be used as a fuck hole."

"Yes baby. I'm a dirty whore that needs cock inside of me. So please. Give your fat cock." Rick slid up from underneath his mother and primed his cock to the entrance of her pussy. She wiggled her ass from side to side further teasing him. He gave her another hard smack before shoving his long thick cock into her hole.

"OH MY GOD!" She screamed. "Why is it so big?" She asked out of breath. "I love it. I love your fat cock." Rick fucked her in and out doggy style. He was losing his virginity to his mother! He only lasted three thrusts as he started cumming loads inside of her.

"Sorry. It felt so good I came early."

"It's okay honey. You came so much. It won't stop flowing." Vanessa smiled in the dark still bent over with her ass in the air.

"I'll be right back. Stay put."

"Okay," she simply responded still not in a right state of mind. Rick came back with a vibrator, three micro mini egg vibrators, several pairs of handcuffs, and the old butt plug that had trained Vanessa nearly a year ago. He restrained her arms and legs with handcuffs to the four corner bed poles. "What's this honey?" She asked a little confused.

"I'm going to make you lose your mind." He placed the mini vibrating eggs on her nipples and clit securing it with tape. Next he pushed the butt plug in and shoved the vibrator on and then put on her underwear. All at once he turned on all the devices as she screamed.

"It's too MUCH!" She yelled cumming instantly. "Please stop. I'm going to lose my mind."

"Oh, you dirty slut. You love this shit. Now cum to your heart's content." Rick left her closing the door behind him. From outside he could hear the cries of his mother cumming constantly. No matter how hard she struggled, the toys stayed in place. The last time she had felt this type of ecstasy was when she was being tortured by Frank's cock. After 30 minutes and 10 orgasms, she finally lost consciousness. Her body, however, continued to twitch and spazz. 

Rick took an hour break before he returned to his mother's room. The batteries had died on the toys and Vanessa was asleep with her body spread. He noticed that she had pissed herself multiple times. Before he removed her restraints and changing the sheets, he took multiple pictures of her. The cum from the creampie was still dripping from her pussy.



Forlealelea Ch. 08



Chapter 8: Goodbye

Vanessa didn't wake up until the afternoon. Her head was pounding and her body was aching. She stumbled down the stairs to find her son in the kitchen making breakfast. "Hey honey." She said in a croaked voice.

"Good morning Mom." Rick said in an enthusiastic voice. 

"What are you doing?" She asked.

"Cooking you food."

"Oh thanks sweetie, but I'm not very hungry." She held her head hoping that the banging would stop. "Have you seen my phone?"

"Yeah, you left it on the counter up front when we came home."

"Thanks." she grabbed her phone and checked her messages. Austin had called several times and left a few text messages.

Message 1: "How'd it go last night? Run into any problem with the guys? :]"

Message 2: "Are you home yet?"

Message 3: "Call me."

Message 4: "I got a meeting. I'll call you later tonight. Love you."

"Wow, I overslept." Vanessa thought to herself. She sent a quick "Ok. I love you too." text before putting down her phone.

Rick handed her a smoothie. "I heard this helps with hangovers." 

"Thanks. Sorry, but what happened last night?" Vanessa asked taking her drink to the couch and lying down.

"Well what do you remember?" Rick asked wondering if she thought anything was suspicious. 

"I just remember dancing with you. Then everything goes dark from there. What happened?"

"I don't know mom. You drank a lot. I had to take you home and that was it."

"Oh. I'm so sorry honey. I messed up your birthday."

"It's okay mom. I had a fun time."

"But I feel really bad. How can I make it up to you?" She asked looking at him. "!" another opportunity Rick thought to himself.

"Maybe we can do something later when you feel better."

"Thanks. I really need today off. My head and body is killing me. Oh, did you meet any girls?" His mom teased.

"No..." Rick said with a lower tone, "pretty much got shot down all night."

"I'm so sorry honey. It'll get better I promise."

"Why don't you take a bath and relax?"

"Really? Thanks honey. I'll be up in a few hours ready to go." Vanessa headed upstairs to her room. After finishing her bath, she quickly fell asleep again. Rick tip toed upstairs to check on his mother. Upon seeing his mother laying there he was very tempted to try something but knew that this time it would be different. He stood there watching her sleep knowing that this woman would never willingly give her body to her son. Rick started crying knowing that she belonged to Austin. She was even a happy a complete human when she was with him. Rick could never have Vanessa how Austin had her. She loved both the men, but in very different ways. Feeling such despair he knew that there were no other options left. The woman he loved would never be his. It was simple. He didn't want to torture her anymore. He had slightly matured to the point where he was able to leave his mother once and for all. He went to his room and packed his things making a very quiet exit.

When Vanessa awoke it was already night time. She checked her phone and had saw that she had missed another call from her husband. 'Damnit,' I overslept again. Her hangover was gone, but her body still ached. She limped out of bed making her way downstairs. There were a few dishes wrapped in foil. The plates were labeled "The best mom in the world." She smiled at the thought. It was the first time Rick had given her anything. "Honey?" she called out to the empty house. But no one called back. She went upstairs to Rick's bedroom but didn't see him there. Instead everything was neatly organized and very clean. She walked back downstairs wondering where he could have gone. When she sat down at the table, she noticed a small piece of paper laying underneath one of the plates.

It read: 

"Dear Mom,

Thank you so much for everything. I want to start off by saying that I'm sorry. I was never a good son to you. I'll probably go to hell for the things that I put you through and for that I'm really sorry. It seems like everyone has always used you except for Austin, he seems like a genuinely good guy that really love you. I know if you stay with him, you'll be happy. Much more than you could ever be with me. Please don't think that this is any of your fault. I'm leaving because I'm finding it harder to control myself around you. Whenever I see you, I still only think of your body. Your thoughts run rampant in my head like a constant stampede of animals. I won't contact you again and I won't see you again. I love you, but this is goodbye.

If you try to find me, know that I won't be your son anymore, but a man looking at a woman that he loves.

Rick"

Her eyes flooded as she finished the last sentence. She couldn't bare the thought of living in a world without her son. His behavior had been exceptionally good lately and she couldn't understand what he meant. She felt as if he had changed, but it was too late for any of that now. Rick was gone.

Her phone rang as she anxiously answered it without seeing the contact. "Hello?" She answered frantically. 

"Hey honey. I finally got through to you." Austin said laughing on the other line. She quickly blew her nose and wiped her tears before speaking to her husband.

"Sorry I missed your calls." She said with a breaking voice.

"Is something wrong? Are you crying?"

"No. I'm just in a bad spot." she lied clearing her voice. "Can you hear me now?"

"Yeah. That's a little better. Did anything happen while I was gone?"

"No. Everything's fine. Rick and I had a good time last night." She didn't want to bother her husband with her issues. Not when he was away from home. 

"How did it go?" Austin asked a bit excited.

"Sorry honey. I'm actually in the middle of something. Can I call you back?" She asked unable to hold back the tears.

"Before I let you go I need to talk to you."

She put her phone on mute as she cried loudly. The emotions were overwhelming. It was as if Rick had died. She tried her best to compose herself before picking up the phone. "What is it?"

"Well. I'm working on a pretty huge deal over here. It's a 10 year contract. If I get this. I can finally retire. Anyway. The reason I'm bringing it up is because I might need to spend a couple of months over here setting things up. I can visit every once in awhile. How does it sound? Think you can manage?"

Now her husband was abandoning her. Maybe not literally, but it sure felt like it to her. "That's great. Yeah, we'll be fine." her voice started breaking again. "Sorry honey. I really need to go." She said hanging up the phone abruptly cutting off Austin's "I love you."

She cried and cried until there weren't any tears left to cry, then she cried some more. She had never felt so miserable in her life for the next two months. Alone and depressed, she hardly left her bed. Austin said he'd visit, but thing kept happening with the contract that prevented him from leaving.

Finally, two months later Austin returned home. The house was a bit dirty in an unusual way. As if it were abandoned. "Honey? Rick?" Austin hollered to the vaulted ceilings. No one responded.

He walked upstairs and into his room with his luggage in hand. There he found his wife crying in the bed. He rushed over to her, "What's wrong honey?"

She got up quickly wiping away her tears acting as if nothing happened. "Oh, you're home. Sorry, I'll make you dinner."

"Woah, slow down Vanessa. What happened?" He said kneeling down while holding her hands. Vanessa broke down again crying into her husbands chest. "Where's Rick?" he asked curiously.

"Rick left. He said he's leaving forever."

"What? When did this happen? Why didn't you tell me?" Austin was concerned. 

Vanessa couldn't tell him the real reason why he left, otherwise she'd have to expose her entire fucked up past. "I don't know. He just left one day." She lied.

It was odd, up until that point Vanessa never lied to her husband, but when it came to Rick, she was willing to lie straight to his face. 

"Do you want to go look for him?"

The reason Vanessa was so torn was because she knew that if she wanted Rick back in her life, Rick would no longer be a son, but a man to her. She couldn't bare the thought of her son looking at her with the intent of a man wanting a woman.

"No, it's okay. I'll be okay."

Austin couldn't understand what was happening but he thought it was best just to do as Vanessa asked.

The year following Rick's absence was one filled with misery and depression. With Austin's new contract, he had to eventually move a state away to oversee that the project was being handled. Austin pleaded Vanessa to move with him, but she refused saying that she had to stay at the house in case Rick ever came back. Austin wasn't angry, it just meant it would be a bit of an inconvenience in order to see his wife. They agreed that Austin would visit as often as he could while Vanessa remained at home. 

Ever since Rick had left, an unnerving sense of sexual frustration shook Vanessa's body. She masturbated regularly thinking about sometimes her husband, sometimes Frank, and sometimes Rick. She was always disgusted with herself after she finished. She blamed herself but blamed Austin as well. The newlywed phase was over and she could see herself slipping into the same person she was when she was with James.

She had developed an impulsive personality. She would do things because of her body. It was driving her insane. She decided to head out that night. Almost a year had passed since Rick had left. "Today would have been his 22nd birthday. I wonder what he's doing." She dressed up and headed out to the same club that Rick had taken her on his Birthday.

She sat at the same table remembering what it was like. She felt so much happier when both Rick and Austin were in her life. She only drank a little sort of staring off into nothing. She was about to head home when she saw Austin walk in. At first, she couldn't recognize him because of his clothes and style. Rick had changed a lot in a year. He had lost a significant amount of weight, the acne from his face had almost completely disappeared, and he had shaved his head but it suited him very well. The clothes he wore made him even seem more stylish. He had put on a few pounds of muscle as well. Vanessa was shocked, slightly jealous, to see him with a much younger, attractive woman. Vanessa sat there spying on her son slowly consuming alcohol.

Two hours passed before she was completely drunk. She finally made her way downstairs onto the dance floor. Rick was dancing with his woman when his mother bumped into him. "Woah," he shouted looking at his mother. He was shocked to see her. So shocked he couldn't see her hand flying towards him. 

She slapped him across the face causing a reaction from the people around them. "Why didn't you ever come home?" Vanessa yelled crying.

"Who the fuck is this bitch?" Rick's lady friend yelled grabbing Vanessa by the hair. "Don't hit my man you old hag." 

"Woah. Let go babe." Rick grabbed his girlfriend's arm. When she wouldn't let go he slapped her across the face. "I said let go you dumb bitch." She was shocked holding her face with tears in her eyes.

"We're over asshole," his girlfriend said running off into the crowd.

"You're drunk mom. Let me take you home." He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and carried her to a cab. He arrived at her house and put her to bed leaving a glass of water and aspirin on her night stand. "I'll see you tomorrow morning."

Chapter 8.5: Reunited

She woke up with her head banging. She looked around her room wondering if it was all a dream. She could hear the sound of a sizzling frying pan coming from downstairs. She slowly crept down knowing well that Austin wasn't home. Perhaps a burglar?

She was shocked to see that it wasn't a dream. There Rick was in a pink apron cooking breakfast. He had grown indeed. Somehow, he managed to turn his fat into muscle. She called out to him making sure she wasn't in fact dreaming, "Rick?"

He turned around smiling. He was much more attractive without all that acne and greased balding hair. Who knew what losing a few pounds and cutting your hair could do. "Morning mom. Sit down and have some breakfast."

Her head was still pounding. 

He laughed while she held her head. "It's exactly like a year ago. You having a hangover, me cooking breakfast." He put servings on two plates and sat down. "But things are somehow different this time. I missed you." 

"Me too," she whimpered. She wanted to cry, yell, sing, but nothing came out of her mouth. Stunned silence as she approached the table. "Why are you here?" she asked wondering if he would leave her again.

"You were drunk mom. I wasn't about to let you go home that wasted. You really shouldn't drink if you can't handle your liquor." He said jokingly. Somehow, something had changed. She still felt her son inside this man sitting before her, but she was also strangely somewhat attracted as well. She quickly tried to shake the thought away.

They sat silently eating their breakfast. When they finished, Rick took the plates to the sink and washed them all. He had turned into such a gentleman. He noticed his mother staring at him as he smiled at her. "Thanks for breakfast mom. I'll be going now."

He started heading towards the door. Vanessa's heart raced thinking that she was losing her son all over again. She craved attention and love. She knew she wouldn't be able to last much longer without a man in the house. She saw her sanity slipping away with each step he took towards that door. Just as Rick was about to open the door his mother stood in front of him. "Are you leaving?" She asked looking sheepishly at her toes like a little girl about to ask out her playground crush.

"Yeah, I gotta work in a few hours."

"Stay." She mumbled under her breath.

Rick laughed, "Come on mom. I need to get going."

"Please," she asked this time as a tear ran down her cheek "don't leave me again." Rick could see that she was serious. 

He picked up her chin with his pointer finger curled. "Mom," he looked deeply into her eyes, "do you know what you're asking for right now?"

Tears continued running down her face as she stared back into her son's eyes. "Don't leave," She begged in a soft tone again.

Rick slammed his fist into the wall right behind Vanessa, "Don't fuck with me." He yelled at his mother. "You know what'll happen if I come back?!" Vanessa started sobbing knowing the implications of her request. There was no turning back.

She just nodded and hugged him burying her head into his strong chest. She stopped crying and looked up towards him. She moved her head slowly towards his and pressed her lips against his. 

...

The two exploded into a passionate ball of love as they embraced one another thinking only of each other. Ricked lifted her with ease pinning her against the wall. She wrapped her legs around him as she continued to kiss him. He took off his shirt then helped with hers. He grabbed her breasts and unclasped her bra from behind using a single hand. Her perfectly large, fake breasts bounced as he attacked them with his mouth gnawing on them. She groaned in pleasure pulling his head back up to her mouth wanting to taste him even more. 

Rick quickly unzipped his pants while still holding his mother up against the wall as Vanessa slid her panties off. He didn't wait a second before shoving his rock hard cock inside of her. She yelped from the deep thrust. It was so warm and filled her perfectly that she came instantly. She tried breathing but it was hard while he pressed her breasts. She wrapped her arms around him and collapsed as he began fucking her while standing up. 

A trail of her juices leaked as Rick fuck-carried his mother to the couch. "Oh my god. I'm going to cum again," She screamed pulling Rick into her chest.

"You dirty fucking slut. You just can't live without cock can you?" He said pounding her relentlessly.

"Please don't ever leave me again. Fuck me until I die." She said as her body stiffened and her eyes rolled back. 

"I won't ever leave you again mom. Become my woman, and I'll fuck your brains out every day." She laughed like a maniac overcome with bliss from her son's words.

"I'll be your woman. Now and forever. So please don't ever stop fucking me." Rick smiled knowing that his mother was now his. They fucked for the rest of the week like rabbits unable to separate themselves from each other.