****** Carlotta by Brian Houlihan ******
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Carlotta


Copyright @2000 by Brian Houlihan All Rights Reserved


"So... what color today?"

"What do you mean?"

I was sitting across from my future mother-in-law at the apartment I shared
with my girlfriend.

"Your panties. What color are you wearing today?"

I felt like a bomb had just hit my stomach.

She was smiling and giggling; loving the shock of knowing my secret.

"Diane told me. You wear panties. That's interesting to me. What color?"

I was numb with shock.

"I can't hear you little girl. It's okay honey. I like men in panties. Don't be
shy."

I couldn't move. Here she smiled broadly, suddenly stood up to her height of
five feet, eight inches, and walked over to where I was sitting in the easy
chair.

"Stand up."

Still embarrassed but unsure of myself I followed her orders.

She casually unbuckled my belt. I could not believe this was actually
happening. My girlfriend's mother was unbuckling my belt to take my pants down
and look at my panties; like I was a child. She shoved my pants down revealing
my mauve colored tap panties. Stained. A cum stain.

"There we are. Ohh very pretty baby. This color is mauve. Oh someone's been
leaking into her panties. "

Here she touched my chin and pulled my face up, so that I was looking up into
her eyes.

"For future reference, when I ask you a question I want an answer right away
little girl. Understand?"

This last question had an authoritative note.

"Understand sissy?"

Here she slapped me in the balls. Hard. For emphasis.

"Yes Carlotta."

"Mommy, tommy. Tommy's Mommy. Heh heh. I wouldn't want to have to spank you the
first time you showed me your pretty panties Honey. Relax. Mommy won't hurt
you. As long as you're obedient. Very pretty Darling. Ooh bet that nylon feels
good on your dickie, huh?"

She was rubbing my cock and balls with her pretty, feminine hand. Her long
nails and dark purple polish contrasting sharply with the mauve panty color.
Then boldly rubbing my ass, squeezing it.

"Nice ass honey. Diane is a lucky girl. Ooh does that feel good Tommy? You like
mommy touching it?"

She was squeezing my dick. Hard. I couldn't believe it. Or move.

"Y..yes. Oh god Carlotta... I... I don't know what to say."

"Heh. Heh. Your dick is saying it for you. Relax little girl. Momma's here.
Such a pretty little dickie in her panties. Does that feel good sissy? This is
turning me on like you would not believe."

"Look."

Here she took my hand and put it under her dress onto her panties. They were
sopping wet.

"See. You got mommy all wet. Mommy's pussy is all wet honey. See what you do to
her. Keep your hand there."

In a dream. She lifted up her dress and bade me look at my hand on her cunty
panties. They were white cotton, full cut. And soaking wet. They gave off a
strong mature female odor. She had her long skirt pulled up to her shoulders,
like a can can dancer, displaying her panties to me. Her very large midriff
area gave off a powerful look of authority.

Now she was pulling my hair. "Get down faggot. Kneel!"

She was so bossy! Yet my dick felt like it would never go down.

I could see her very dark bush of cunt hair under the panties. Next thing I
knew she had grabbed me by the back of the head and was mashing my nose against
her stinky wet cunty panties.

"Get a good whiff of that sissy. See what you do to me. See?"

She was talking to me as if I were a four year old.

"Yeahhhh. Little tommygirl likes mommy's cunt smell doesn't she? Yeahh. Mommy's
cunty scent gets her dickie bird all hard, huh? Huh Baby?"

Each time she asked me a question she would emphasize it by slapping my hard on
in my panties.

"Oooh you're getting your panties all wet tommy. Why are you leaking so much?"

I couldn't move, let alone talk. "Let mommy take a look at your little dickie
and see what the trouble is."

She pulled down my panties and was suddenly sucking my dick furiously.
Ravenously.

"Car... Carlotta... I... I..."

Suddenly she started yanking on my balls. Hard. My dick went off like a cannon.
Shot after shot of thick cream pumped into her warm mouth.

"Mmmmmmmmmm, allllmmmmmmmmppphhhhmmmmmm." She was moaning and whimpering very
loudly. She kept yanking my balls hard even as I shot my load. It went on
forever.

I opened my eyes. I was lying on the rug. Post orgasmic euphoria. Carlotta
finally released my withering prick from her mouth and leaned over and kissed
me on the mouth. Then her mouth opened and she pushed a load of my cum into my
own mouth. I just swallowed it. Because that's what she wanted. And I wanted to
make her happy.

Then she was standing up over me and pivoted to the kitchen. "You taste
delicious, tommy. What a nice appetizer."

I still couldn't believe it had just happened. But god did I feel gooooood.

When she returned to the living room she had two fresh drinks. She handed me
one.

"Here. You probably need this. And come sit next to me."

We were drinking scotch and water. Let me back up just a bit. I had been dating
Carlotta's daughter, Diane, for about nine months. On and off. Diane was very
pretty but we fought frequently. She was too bossy for me and I broke it off
with her several times. But then I would miss her and that animal magnetism she
had.

Diane was kind of mysterious. Very physical. She could be very affectionate but
you never knew when it was coming or not coming. Plus, she had a quick temper
and thought nothing of slapping me in the back of the head, even in public, if
something I did upset her. We would break up. Then I would come crawling back.

Diane was attractive in a big way, at about 5'7", with big tits and a thick
midriff obviously inherited from her mom. But Carlotta was much bigger there.
This was the Mother Lode of Big Ass and Big Pussy.

Anyway we had just decided to move in together and had gotten a two bedroom
apartment in the Rodgers Park neighborhood in Chicago. We had only been living
there a month now.

I had met Diane's mom Carlotta about four times, usually over dinner at some
posh restaurant. Her mother was a widow in her early fifties but looked twenty
years younger. Plus, there was something earthy and sexy about her. I'm not
sure what it was but she gave me hard ons all the time. I always wondered if
she noticed them. She was well fixed financially due to her late husband's
stockbroker business and life insurance.

I would catch her staring at me all the time and not look away when I caught
her. I even liked to watch her eat her food. An animal filling a need. Licking
her lips as she looked at me and smiled.

Anyway nothing unusual had ever happened with her mom in the few times we had
met. Oh yes, one incident I do remember. Diane and I were having dinner with
her mom at a fancy restaurant in Highland Park, a very upscale suburb. I said
something that upset Diane and she quickly slapped me in the back of the head.
This was usually kind of an affectionate disciplining gesture on her part. But
this time it seemed just a bit harder. And it was right in front of her mom. I
was embarrassed. I glanced over at Carlotta and noted a gleam of approval in
her eyes. She also seemed to stare at me a lot.

So after we moved in I would usually talk to Diane on the phone a couple times
a day. She sold real estate in Harwood Heights and I was a copywriter for an ad
agency downtown. Today was Friday and she had told me yesterday that her mother
wanted to see our apartment and take us out to dinner tonight. Fine. But Diane
was usually home before me. So it was a shock went I entered the apartment and
was greeted by her mom sitting on the couch having a drink.

I didn't know her mother had a key to our apartment. This was unsettling. She
was dressed up in an elegant cocktail dress; she looked stunning, like she was
going to opening night at the theatre. Plus, she looked like she had had
several cocktails already.

I sat down in a chair across from her and we made small talk about my job, the
neighborhood and Diane. I couldn't help but notice that her dress kept riding
above her knees and she would take a while to pull it down, giving me a
wonderful view of her white panties and her nylons with garters. She kept
crossing her legs and dangling her high heel on her foot and swinging it. On
purpose? Very sexy look. I realized then that I had never been alone with this
woman before. Of course I threw a rod in my pants almost as soon as I glanced
at her panties. And she seemed sexier than ever. In fact, she seemed to be
eyeing me like something to be eaten. Literally.

I had only had two drinks and god knows how many she had, when she made that
comment about me wearing panties. Then everything went haywire.

Now she had just blown me and we were sitting having a drink on the couch
together. My pants were still around my ankles. I stood up and started to pull
them back up.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm putting my pants back on. What if Diane comes in?"

"Don't worry about Diane. Take all your clothes off."

This was getting too weird. I stared at her.

"Are you serious?"

CRACK! CRACK!

She had just slapped me in the face. Twice. Hard.

"What do you think faggot? Get those clothes off. Now."

My head still ringing from the slaps. She was very strong and it hurt. I
couldn't help it. I started crying. I removed my clothes and sat back on the
couch.

"Good girl."

She pulled me close to her and kissed me a few times on the side of my face. I
knew she was a bit drunk but she seemed incredibly strong. My face hurt. I was
getting a little scared. I had to wonder what Diane would think when she walked
in with me nude sitting next to her mom. Or did Diane already know? Why did
Diane tell her about me wearing panties? That was supposed to be a big secret
just between the two of us.

Why did Diane give her mother a key to our apartment without telling me? What
else did Carlotta know about me? Why was she calling me faggot? Did Diane
reveal to her that I was bisexual? Why did she keep calling me girlie?

She was smiling at me and petting my head now.

"Penny for your thoughts little girl?"

"Car.. Carlotta you're scaring me."

"Good. I want to scare you. You big sissy. How's our little friend doing? He's
not scared, is him? Huh?"

She was caressing my dick. I was rock hard again. Where was this going? It was
all happening so fast.

"So what are you scared of, faggot? That your dick won't go down? Ha. Ha."

"Why do you keep calling me faggot?"

"Oh I think you know. Because you're a cocksucking sissy. You like to suck a
big cock. And you've sucked quite a few pricks, haven't you sissypants?"

"Haven't you?"

Here she began twisting my hard dick.

"Ow! Y-yesss Carlotta."

"Good girl. Now don't lie to me and I won't spank you hard. But if you lie to
mommy you are going to regret it, you cocksucking faggot. I do love sissies,
but only obedient sissies. Understand tommygirl?"

A chill ran through me. She seemed much stronger than I ever imagined. And
happy to exercise her power.

"Yes mommy."

"Good. Kneel down in front of me."

I quickly followed her orders. I was naked with a hard on kneeling in front of
her.

"Take my panties off cocksucker."

I reached in and removed her wet panties as she lifted her hips to assist me.
She took the panties from me and pressed them to my nose.

"Smell them faggot. You like mommy's cunty panties?"

They were rank and powerful. She must have been wearing them for several days.

"Yes mommy. I love the smell of your pussy."

"Good girl. I want you to wear these to work tomorrow for me. Don't wash them.
Will you do that for me pretty tommy?"

"Yes mommy."

"Good. Mommy wants you to be her obedient sissy with a hard dickie in mommy's
panties."

Here she lifted up her skirt, revealing her very hairy thick black bush of
pussy hair.

"Look, precious. Mommy's pussy is all wet. Cause of you. That's where good
girls go. Who obey their mommies and follow orders."

I was mesmerized by the sight of her big fat hairy cunt oozing pussy juice. I
had fantasized about it many, many times. Now here it was. She put her hand on
the back of my head and pulled me into it.

"Okay Precious. I want you to appreciate mommy's pretty cunt for a while. Put
your nose on it. That's it, honey. Right there. Now don't move. Don't kiss it
or lick it. Just sniff mommy's big cunt smell. Can you be mommy's good girl and
do that for her?"

The odor of her cunt was overpowering. I could feel my dick leaking a constant
stream.

"Oh yes mommy. Thank you mommy."

"You're welcome tommy. Now you just stay there til mommy tells you different."

Here she pulled her skirt back down and I was enveloped in darkness, with my
nose on her very hairy smelly pussy.

It was very quiet for a few minutes. I just knelt there sniffing her cunt.

"I can't hear you sissy. I want to hear you sniffing mommy's pussy. Let me hear
you faggot!"

"SNIFF. SNIFF. SNIFF."

"Good girl. Keep that up."

I kept sniffing her cunt as loudly as I could. What would happen when Diane got
home? How much did Diane know?

Then I heard her making a phone call.

"Heh. Heh. Like a charm. Hotter than I ever imagined.... my cunt smells so
strong it'll knock you down when you get here. Heh. He's here now. Sniffing my
cunt. He wants to be mommy's good girl and I think he's got a good shot at that
job. Ha ha. Should have seen his faggoty face when I asked to see his panties.
Just about shit in his pants. I've been coming ever since he walked in the
door. You were right. Never seen a man blush like that. But Diane, you didn't
tell me. His cum is delicious. It really is.... his first load. A big one.
Seemed like he was coming forever. Out of this world. You were right. It went
perfectly. I'm petting his head now. Like a little puppy. A pussy sniffing
puppy.... oh I think his feelings are hurt that you told me all his faggoty
cocksucking secrets. But his little dickie sure likes the idea. Ha ha. I'm
going to have him eat me for a while. Take the edge off. Oh, pick up a pizza
and some more scotch on your way here... we're staying in. heh. Heh. But first
I want you to help me spank him. The first one has to be good and hard. I want
him bawling. Have to lay down the law. Set the tone. He's such a faggot
crybaby. Started crying already, after just a few slaps.... heh heh. Yeah.
Let's do that too. See ya."

She pulled the skirt back up. My face was bathed in sweat.

"Aw, poor babygirl is all sweaty. Well I'll leave my skirt up now. Cooler for
my sissygirl to work on mommy's stinky cunthole. SUCK MY CUNT FAGGOT!"

My dick felt like it was going to explode. As soon as I started licking her wet
pussy Carlotta started screaming and moaning. Really loudly.

Yes it was weird. But I was loving it.

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