****** Whose Mother? -- Part II: Games, Deals, Us and Mother by Lisle ******
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Whose Mother? -- Part II: Games, Deals, Us and Mother

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If you haven't read the first part, you may want too do so before reading this
part. Part I is simply titled Whose Mother?.
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A week had past since my mother was made to strip in public and raped. She was
not aware that I and my five closest friends had witnessed her first public
humiliation, so things between us were quite normal. Normal as it could be,
considering she had just bared and posed herself for her son and a friend of
his the day before she stripped publicly and got raped. Normal as it could be,
considering her son and his twelve years old friends had drugged her, stripped
her naked, plaid with her and photographed it all. So the term, normal took on
a whole new meaning for my mother and me. We talked without ever bringing up
what had happened. I did my chores and obeyed her as before, just as my friends
treated her with the same respect and courtesy as before we had "captured her."
This would be the "normal" outward appearance that the world would see.

Although nothing was said between us, we both knew what our roles were, and as
my brother and I helped finish the dishes I was about to exercise my new found
power as "slave master" over my own mother. Inside I felt like jelly, but at
the same time after seeing her fucked in public and sucking cock, made it easy
for me to approach her--- after my dad left for work, and my brother went out
with his friends. To my own amazement I calmly, and firmly told her that my
friends and I wanted to play a game the next day. As she folded some towels,
you could see her begin to bite on her lower lip. I went on and explained that
it was a game of "Cowboys and Indians," and she was to be the Indian's captured
white woman. She looked at me for a moment as I went on to explain, we wanted
her to be nude; then looking away she let out a long sigh. After a moment of
silence, she asked me with a rather disappointed tone in her voice, if it was
something I wanted her to do. It was obvious that she was hoping that somewhere
she would hit on a nerve of guilt and loyalty within me, and that I'd change my
mind. But as my cock hardened I nodded my head that I wanted her to do it. When
I told her that my friends would be over about 10:00 a.m. she shook her head
no, saying that she didn't want them up in our apartment. Then to my surprise
she told me that she'd come down to the storage room instead.

The rest of the night nothing further was said about what I had asked her to
do. In fact we talked and joked with each other just as always. For a moment I
began to feel guilty about what I had done and was about to do the next day.
However, when she told me she had to go out a while and to put myself to bed, I
began to picture her walking with Red's dad back to Sam's Rec. Hall just like a
week earlier. With that in mind I couldn't wait for the next day.

The next day I was up bright and early on my way out to do my paper route. My
brother had gotten up early too and was on his way to a caddying job that he
had just gotten, and would take him away for the day. Dad had just left for his
day job, leaving mom still asleep on the hide-a-bed. As I looked at her, I
thought about removing her pajamas and beginning the day of fun early, but I
didn't have the nerve.

It was almost 10:00 a.m. and we had gathered at the bottom of the steps leading
up to our fourth floor apartment. As Eddy bounced a ball against a wall, and
Jimmy impatiently walked back and forth, occasionally looking up at the stairs
hoping to see my mother coming down; I went over the ground rules--- no
fucking, any pictures could not be of her face, and be as respectful as
possible.

It was twenty minutes later and my mother hadn't come down. Red told me to go
get her. I ran up the stairs skipping every other step and slammed open the
back door; yelling for her. She responded in her usual quite and calm manner
that she had just finished her shower. Within two minutes she appeared in the
kitchen wearing a long terry cloth robe and slippers. She asked me to go out
and see who may be around. I did as she told me. When I told her I saw no one
other than my friends, she came out and started down the steps, with me
following her. Half way down she paused at a railing and looked down at the
others. All their eyes were glued on her. The hungry looks on their faces made
me smile, and my mother shake her head. The others piled into the storage room,
quickly followed by my mother and me.

She told me to close the door and lock it, then politely she asked Billy and
Tommy to cover the small window. Once all was taken care of to her satisfaction
she undid her robe and without a pause, opened it and let it slip to the floor.

This time, unlike when she bared herself to Red and me in my apartment, she
couldn't just look past us pretending that we weren't there. No, this time
there were six pairs of eyes and six gaping mouths staring at her tits and
pussy. For a few minutes we all stood there not exactly sure how to act, then
Red simply asked, "Mrs. S. bend over and dangle your tits for us." You could
see her face redden a bit, but she did like Red asked. She stayed that way for
only a moment before letting out a shocked squeal after Jimmy grabbed one of
the large mounds of white flesh.

Mother straightened up and covered her tits with her arms. Her face showed the
look of indignation, but changed to one of resignation as I began to rub her
pump ass with my hands. I don't remember what I said, or how easy it was to
pull her arms behind her back. I do remember saying something about her being
my "White woman captive," as I tied her to a post in the middle of the room. I
glared into her eyes as I plaid with her tits and nipples, feeling the
strangest since of power. She didn't look away but just shook her head a bit. I
felt her press her tits into my hands once and couldn't help but smile. When I
let my hand, drop to between her legs and began to play with her hair, she
groaned and asked me not to do that. All that her last request did was to make
me more excited, and with some force my hand and fingers began to squeeze her
pussy. Now my Mother turned her head and closed her eyes. I invited each one of
the others to come and play.

I was on my second turn and was fingering my Mother's now thickened clit and
checking out the oozing goo that began to run down her inner thighs, when we
heard someone coming to the storage room door. Panicked and scrambling to untie
my mother, the door began to open. Just in time: We had my mother back in her
robe and pretended we were helping her find a box. The old lady came in and had
no clue as to what had been going on, but by interrupting; gave my mother a
chance to dart out the door and back up to our apartment.

I went up after we all had stopped laughing at what had just happened. None of
us was sure as just what to expect next. What we did know, was that we didn't
want to stop just yet. With the urging of my friends, I went up to get my
mother to come back down.

My mother sat on the couch tight lipped, staring off into space. Her chest
heaved beneath her robe, and her head slowly shook side to side. I wasn't as
confident this time when I asked her to come back down to the storage room.

When I asked her, she first looked at me for a moment with her soft Brown eyes,
then with a deep breath she stood up and firmly told me--- no. I felt my heart
sink and my eyes fell to the floor. Suddenly she began to speak.

"Help me open up the hide-a-bed." As I helped fold the bed out, she continued
on. "So. You want your mother to be" she hesitated and glared at me a moment,
"To be your sex slave'?" Now all of a sudden I began to feel a bit
uncomfortable. "For you. AND all your FRIENDS?" When she put it that way, I
really felt like a rat. Then she took off her robe, standing inches in front of
me she defiantly went on to say, "Okay, if that's what you want: Get some rope
and tie me to that bed. Get your friends up here to do what you want with me!"

I don't know what she thought or felt after having said all that, and then
having to watch me tear out of the living room to the kitchen to get som e
pieces of cord. When I came back into the living room, she was sitting on the
bed, looking at me, still shaking her head in disbelief. As I looped a cord
around one of her wrists, she made one last request; making me swear not to, or
let the others fuck her. But not in those words. After having tied my mother
spread eagled to the bed I stood back to admire the awesome view of her nude
body. I stared intently at the pinkness of her partially open vagina. I must
have been in a trance, and was startled by my mother's voice telling me it was
all right; to go ahead and touch her.

My hands rubbed and squeezed her tits. Again when my fingers plaid with her
nipples I felt her push her tits up into my eager hands. I watched her wet her
lips, as my hands began to cup her pussy. As my fingers parted the lips on her
pussy and my index finger timidly brushed the inside pinkness of her vagina, my
mother softly asked me to stop and not to put my finger inside her.

For the time being I left my mother and bolted out the back door like some sort
of crazy man. I looked over the railing and down at my friends who were about
ready to leave; thinking that my mother had killed me or some sort of thing
like that. Waiving my arms for them to come up, I turned and went back into my
apartment.

Like flies to honey they descended on her. As they fought to be on the bed with
her I stood back and just laughed. Jimmy and Red each pulled at her nipples
while Billy took pictures, being careful not to get her face in any of the
pictures. Eddy and Tommy took their hands and plaid with her pussy. Billy
finally stopped taking pictures and joined in. Mother's pussy was wide open and
again oozing her goo. It was just too inviting. Red's fingers slipped into the
pink wet hole. First two then four; slipping in and out as hard as he could. I
know I promised her I wouldn't let them fuck her, but I didn't promise her that
we wouldn't finger fuck her. She laid there with her eyes closed as each of us
took our turns at the gooey hole. Suddenly her stomach tighten and began to
quiver as I took another turn shoving my fingers into her. Then her hips began
to twist and raise up and down. The muscles of her vagina tighten hard against
my fingers. Finally her whole body bounced and twisted and low moans and groans
came from her mouth.

Laying there panting and sobbing; without opening her eyes she asked me to stop
and send the others home. I did as she asked. Leaving her tied to the bed I
walked with the others to the kitchen. We all were laughing and smiling at what
we had accomplished.

For the rest of the summer the scene at my apartment would be repeated at each
of the others homes. All that is except Red's. My mother absolutely refused to
go there with us. And we all knew why!

Less than a week after our first time with my mother, I had been out playing
baseball with Red and some friends at a park near by; it was evening and
getting dark so we were heading home. As we walked Red asked how long my
brother was staying at our cousins. Since I hadn't told him that he was going
to be staying at our cousins, I asked how he knew. Red just laughed as he told
me how his dad got my mother to arrange times when she could stay out very very
late. Business you know, Red finished, laughing a bit. Business you know he
said; no I didn't know. So Red told me that when my mother told me go to bed,
and that she was going to be out late tonight, just to bet that his dad was
pimping her at their flat. Somehow I knew it was true, and I guess I really
didn't care, but still I had to say that I didn't believe him. Naturally he was
willing to prove it to me.

True enough; mother told me to get myself to bed, that she'd be out---late.
Just like Red said she would tell me. Just like she did a time before, she
dressed and left, after checking to see if I was asleep.

This time I followed her. Just like Red said she went to Red's flat.

All the lights in the flat were on, the shades were drawn but you could see
shadows of some people that already were there. I saw the door open; you could
hear loud music along with the voices of Red's mother and some men. I heard
Red's dad heartily greet my mother and heard him shout that the entertainment
had arrived. As the door was closing I could hear the men inside give out
whistles and cat calls. No more than a couple of minutes later, another man
showed up. As he went in, Red was sent out.

When I called out to him, Red came running over waiving a ten dollar bill. The
money was for him to go amuse himself. As I stared at the flat with some mixed
emotions, I asked Red how long did he have to be gone. He replied that my dad
got home about three; so since it was just ten now---about four hours.

How did he amuse himself I asked. With that question he grabbed me by an arm.
He led me to the steps of his two flat where we had gathered many nights
before, dreaming of having a sex slave'. We paused as another man walked past
us and up to the door to Red's flat. Then quietly we slipped between two tall
Lilac bushes placing us at one of the front windows of the apartment. There we
could listen to the men and their joking over the loud music. The shade was
drawn, but it didn't take much to make out the figure of my mother removing her
cloths. Shortly her figure disappeared and the voices quieted. My thoughts as
to what was going on inside were interrupted by Red who tapped on the window.
Moments after his tapping, I heard his mother say how hot it was inside and
that she was going to open one of the windows a bit. Her huge figure loomed at
the window and the shade went half way up and then the window opened a bit.

The music was off now and amid the low mummers of some men, you could hear the
hide-a-bed squeak and groan. As we looked in as best we could, we could every
now and then see a man on top of my mother. I watched a man get up and put on
his pants as my mother and Red's mother went into the bathroom. The man lit up
a cigarette and told the others "She's a good fuck!"

The thought occurred to me as another man left, having been well satisfied,
that anyone could see what was going on inside. As two more men came into the
flat I was thinking how dangerous that might be. Again my thoughts were
interrupted by Red, who jerked on my arm with great excitement. We ran as fast
as we could to the door, which Red had seen left open.

Sure enough the door was wide open, and we were able to stare inside though the
outer screen door. There off to one side was Red's dad collecting money from
the new arrivals. Directly in front of us was the hide-a-bed with my mother on
top of a rather portly man. You could see her asshole, and watch her as her
pussy slid up and down on the man's cock. When someone closed the door, Red and
I took a walk down the dark alley towards Jimmy's house. I don't know why, but
I got mad at Red and his parents, and started pushing my friend around. I was
pissed that his dad was pimping my mother, but what I really wanted to know was
that all he was doing. Red said something and I hit him. Definitely he told me,
that his dad could make my mother do anything he wanted her to do--anything!
Then he started to add, my dad and I, but caught himself and quickly, if not
awkwardly, said that Jimmy's dad could make her do anything he wanted her to do
also.

I didn't believe him about Jimmy's dad, Red told me that we'd talk with Jimmy
the next afternoon. As for his dad; I mumbled that my mother might whore for
him, but that was all she'd do for him. As I calmed down, I told my best buddy
that I was sorry, he nodded his head and told me it was alright; yet I found
out later that he never really forgave me, and was planning his own form of pay
back at my mother's and my expense.

It also helped my friend's bruised ego to find his dad and four other men
standing in a circle, in his backyard amid the tires, and broken toys. All the
men were drinking and all the men had their pants down to their ankles. A dim
porch light from above made it just light enough to see what was going on. Like
us, anyone coming down the alley could see them with my naked mother on her
knees, sucking each man as she pivoted around to each man's cock. After each
man managed to cum, Red's dad took down his pants. Ordering my mother on her
hands and knees; then opening the circle of men so we had a full view of what
he was about to do, he shouted to his wife that he was ready. The dim light
gave way to the brightness of two bright head lights of a car. As he fucked my
mother, I could hear the faint hum of a movie camera. I could hear Red's mother
telling him to make her tits bounce more. Then per his wife's instructions, he
made my mother kneel and suck him until he came in her face.

Red smiled ear to ear. He didn't have to say a word; he had proved his point.
When the car lights went off, the men pulled up their pants and left. My mother
went back inside with Red's parents. Red told me it was over and I better get
home. He also reminded me that we would talk to Jimmy that afternoon.

That afternoon with the others, Red and I met with Jimmy at his house. Red told
them all about the night before, and what he had told me about Jimmy's father
being able to do with my mother whatever he wanted to do, just like his dad
could.

Jimmy smiled ear to ear and gleefully told me my mother had just gone inside.
Then with Jimmy leading on, we entered the house as softly as we could, only to
be greeted by Jimmy's noisy and nosey twin sister. To shut her up; and anxious
to see what was going on, Jimmy told his sister she could come with us, if she
swore not to tell anyone.

We slowly, and as quietly as we could, walked down some stairs and hid
ourselves behind a couch and a half wall. We arrived just in time to see
Jimmy's dad sit himself in a chair; lighting a cigarette he called out my
mother's name. As my mother appeared he picked up a camera and snapped a
picture. She was totally nude.

Mounting a stationary bike she began to pedal at various speeds that the man
wanted her to go.

Sweating and panting she dismounted the bike, and as instructed, started to do
jumping-jacks. Her tits bounced up and down forcing low groans from all of us-
- including myself. She stopped and was allowed a brief period to rest--very
brief. She faced us as she began her toe touches, as her fingers touched the
floor she was told to count to twenty before straightening up. Very obediently
she turned her back to us and started doing more toe touches. Her pussy and her
tighten ass was a sight to behold, and I like the others rather enjoyed it.

What I didn't enjoy was listening to Jimmy's fathers obscene comments about
her. My mother didn't say anything back to him, which angered me-- hell I
figured she should have defended herself and told the man to go to hell, then
leave. But she didn't. The next thing took my breath away and turned my
attitude around. Jimmy's dad stood up and walked over to where my mother stood-
-- still bent over. He took his hands and began to rub her ass for all of us to
see. He took great pains to spread her ass apart and show us her asshole. Then
to the amusement of the others he began to finger fuck her.

When the snickering became to loud, and with Jimmy's sisters talking, my mother
stood straight up in horrified anger, and began to run out of the room. Jimmy's
dad grabbed her by the wrist and spun her around telling her that it was from
outside. As he told her, he fondled her tits. Finally he told her that he'd
"help her clean up"; then he gestured rather frantically for us to get out of
there.

They headed towards us heading too another room. Most of us darted back up the
stairs. Most that is--- for Jimmy's sister went into the very room they where
heading for. I caught a glimpse of her scurrying underneath a table. I heard
the door to the room close and wondered what was going to happen when my mother
discovered little Maddy inside the room with them.

Outside both Jimmy and Denny reminded me that they told me so. Even now, Jimmy
told me that his dad was probably fucking my mother. I was numb with anger
towards my own mother for letting this happen to her.

We had headed ourselves back down the alley--- I didn't want my mother to see
us, nor did I want to see my mother. As we stood in the alley between Denny's
and Tommy's talking about what we had seen, my mother came walking down towards
us closely followed by Maddy. She didn't look at us and pretended not to see us
as she turned towards our apartment building. Maddy, however, came running over
to us and breathlessly exclaimed; she had seen something!

Sure she had something to say, but I was in no mood to hear about anything and
told her in most unpleasant terms that send her running home in tears followed
by her brother. It would be two years later-- after the first time I had taught
her how to suck cock-- that she related how she had hid under the table, how my
mother stood leaning on the table with her legs spread wide apart. How she
watched her daddy stick his fingers into her bottom: but mostly how her daddies
"Johnny" got bigger, longer and harder!! Then how he shoved his "Johnny" in and
out of her bottom. How they rocked the table until this white cream came
dripping down my mother's thighs-- how her daddies "Johnny" slipped out all
covered and dripping the white cream. She would go on to tell me, that she
would continue to hide under the table whenever my mother and her daddy would
"do it"--- sometimes her face would only be inches from her daddies "Johnny" as
it would go in and out of her bottom. Then one time as she waited for her daddy
to stick it in Mrs. S, he reached down and took hold of her hand and placed it
around his "Johnny" and had her help him stick it into Mrs. S. From that time
on; any time her dad and my mother would "do it" she'd fondle her daddies
"Johnny" until it got harder, then she'd part my mother's vagina and stick it
in her for her daddy.

That night I laid in bed thinking things over and found myself getting more and
more aroused by the fact that my mother was being publicly fucked. I ran though
my mind the scene at Red's flat, with all those men watching, and paying to
fuck her in front of each other. Although I hadn't seen it, Jimmy told me that
his dad also pimped' my mother in the back of his drug store to vendors and
customers as well. I had no doubt that Jimmy was telling me the truth. But what
excited me the most was the way Red's old man had taken my mother outside and
did her where anybody passing by could watch him and the other men getting
their cocks sucked, and watch as Red's dad fucked her doggy style.

The very next day started our first money making adventure. We all had nude
pictures of my mother and had began to show them to others, careful of course
not to let her identity be known. For a dollar we'd let others gawk and drool
over the pictures. Soon we had others begging to have us show them the real
thing.

Seeing the real thing and maybe feeling her tits would cost them five bucks
each. We were amazed how many takers we had! We took my mother to a movie
theater away from our area. A theater that had a dark balcony!! In the 50's you
could make out all you wanted in the dark theaters, especially in the balcony.
It was a matinee show with two cowboy pictures showing. Normally the balcony
would be closed, but this afternoon, it would be open for us, thanks to two of
the older boys that worked as ushers.

The balcony was rather large and to this day I am amazed how many showed up. I
sat to one side of my mother and Red to the other. As soon as the lights went
down and the movie came on, I reached over and began to unbutton her blouse.
She protested. But as always, Red simply told her "Mrs. S my dad said...", with
that my mother leaned forward in her seat and let him undo her bra. For awhile
Red and I plaid with her tits and nipples, until she felt comfortable with the
idea that none could see us. I got up and Tommy took my place. Then Red got up
and Jimmy took his place. After a while my mother simply choose to close her
eyes and not pay attention to what was going on. It was a very long time before
she realized that half of guys in the balcony had been feeling her tits. When
she did realize, she closed up her blouse and got up to leave. Naturally this
made the other half a bit unhappy. Fearing that they'd get the crap kicked out
of them Jimmy, Billy, and Red grabbed her before she could get out of the row
we were sitting in. Forcing her down in the end seat they took her blouse and
pulled it over her head as Eddy and I held her arms above her head. There my
mother sat topless for all to see and feel.

After the movies were over we rushed out with my mother so no one could get a
good look at her face. I hung back making sure no one followed, which proved
out to be a lucky move. One of the older ushers approached me and asked if he
and a bunch of his buddies could see my mother completely nude. The money was
right; I got his phone number and told him I'd call him about when and where.

We took my mother to Jimmy's garage a couple of days later where the usher and
his buddies were waiting. Before going in I had my mother put on a mask. With
that she knew what was going to happen, but she made no complaints or protests-
-she just went inside. Once inside she didn't hesitate in removing the top of
her dress and then her bra. She did need some help getting out of her skirt and
needed to be restrained by Red and Billy as Jimmy pulled off her panties.

We suddenly were very busy with requests, and were enjoying the new found side
business of exhibiting a naked grown woman. We were now taking her to various
basements, attics, garages, theater balconies, men's rooms, public parks
(heavily wooded of course) and even at private beach houses. Depending on the
crowd, and what we made; as well as the mood we were in, we would let them just
see her tits. Then at times we'd let them see her totally nude. Almost always
we'd let them feel her tits, and sometimes her ass; but rarely, very rarely did
we let someone finger her pussy. No her pussy was ours, and only ours. If
someone wanted to examine her pussy one or more of us would spread her open for
their eyes. Most all times she was tied, which I suppose made it easier for her
to cooperate with us, since she had no choice as it were. When we had her tied
we let the crowd decide how they wanted her posed. We did the best we could to
please them all. It lead to some unusual poses!!!

Between us, Red's parents, and Jimmy's dad; my mother was a busy woman. She
would have been a lot busier if we all hadn't had to work around my dad and my
brother. Unfortunately for her this was about to change; when my parents got an
offer from an aunt to have my brother go to a military school with our cousin.
My aunt was willing to foot half the bill. In my dad's eyes the choice was
easy---since he considered my brother a bit of a problem. If he only knew! Then
shortly afterwards, to my mother's dismay and many heated protests, my dad took
a job that would keep him out of town for almost three weeks a month at times.
Again the choice was easy for him--no more two jobs, more money; and within two
years we could move from the city. School came and my brother was gone. My dad
had just started his new job, and was gone a week and would be gone another
week. Already Red's father took advantage of the new availability of my mother.
Soon he had found a sleazy bar that let him pimp my mother in a back room. The
room faced out into an alley with its large barred frosted window. With the
lights on you could see the shadows of what went on inside the room. Every now
and then I'd sit outside with the winos and watch the men's shadows as my
mother fucked them or sucked their cocks. This place along with Red's flat
allowed Red's parents twice the time with my mother. For Jimmy's dad things
with my mother were just fine; the only change he made was to bring my mother
over to their garage on Saturday mornings and share her with his brothers-in-
law. As for us, it also was easier to get access to my mother for our own
plans. And things were about to change. One evening after school was out, we
were walking my mother to another garage for another group of kids. On the way
we had to pass our school. Red ran up to one of the doors and found it open. As
he waived for us, I could almost sense what he had in mind, and started to get
a hard on thinking about it. I turned to Billy and asked if he had his camera.
Billy smiled from ear to ear knowing why I asked. Now I seriously believe my
mother believed us when we told her, we just wanted to get some books from our
class room. As we walked the three flights of stairs we listened for the
janitors, but heard no one.

Once in our classroom we turned on the lights, for it was now dark outside,
then told my mother to take off her cloths. Her mouth dropped open and she
shook her head, but only in disbelief. She asked us to pull the shades. We said
no, since we looked out over the school yard there was no point to do so. Soon
she was nude and standing at the blackboard as if she was pointing to a math
problem. We had her sit at each one of our desks as best as she could. Red had
her bend over his so her tits would dangle just above his books. We had her
posing, bent with her ass facing the class, over the teachers desk. We had her
posing facing the class, sitting in the teacher's chair. We had her sit on top
of the teacher's desk with her legs spread and her knees up. As she sat in this
position and the pinkness of her pussy showed itself, I think we all began to
fantasize that it was our new teacher; who was a young beautiful thing. We made
my mother walk nude though the hall and down the steps taking pictures all the
way. We took some final pictures in the principals office before letting her
dress. As she dressed Eddy said it all for us, when he said that he wished it
had been Miss J. instead of Mrs. S. Jimmy finished the thought, by saying if it
had been Miss J. we could have fucked her.

We decided not to go meet the others, instead we went back to my apartment. The
walk back was strangely silent. Once back inside we began to fantasize over
Miss J.---and fucking. My mother came into the kitchen where we had gathered;
we all just looked at her as we stopped talking. For a few moments she looked
at us; then began to unbutton her blouse.

To this day I'm not sure what happened, and I have tried at times to figure it
out. But after forty years I guess I'll stop trying. My mother very calmly told
the others to wait in the kitchen, then told me to follow her into the living
room. As I followed her, she told me to pull the shades down and help her get
the hide-a-bed sat up. Once this was done she began to remove her cloths; then
she told me to remove all my cloths. I had seen my mother nude. I knew ever
part of her intimately. I had seen her raped and fucked in all sorts of
positions. I even watched her sucking cock. Still, I was embarrassed to be nude
before her. With her helping me, we finally stood totally nude. Then with a
very firm voice she told me to bring Red in and only Red.

The looks on my friend's faces were ones of embarrassed amusement when they had
to look at my nakedness. I got Red, and told the others to wait in the kitchen.
When Red and I came into the living room we found my mother sitting on the edge
of the bed. She told me to sit on the couch and watch. With a motherly smile,
she told Red to undress and pretend she was Miss J. Red almost ripped off his
cloths. I watched from the couch as Red and my mother wrestled on the bed. She
kissed his body and responded to his lips as they sucked on her nipples. Her
fingers rubbed his hard cock. Then getting on her all fours she told Red, but
looked at me as she did, "I know this is your favorite position. AND I KNOW you
know what to do!" Red mounted her and I watched my best friend's cock slip
inside my mother's pussy. Red hammered and hammered himself into her, until
with excited words of "OH FUCK OH FUCK!!" he shot his first load of cum into a
female.

Panting, Red lay on his back laughing with enjoyment. My mother bent over and
kissed him on the forehead, then told him to dress and go home. As she pointed
him to the front door, she looked at me saying nothing. When Red left she told
me to get Jimmy.

The scene was the same, except she laid on top of Jimmy. I could see his small
cock slide inside of my mother's pussy, but I could barely see the rest of
Jimmy. Except I could hear his slurping as he sucked on her tits. Jimmy came,
and he too laid panting on the bed, but silently with a big smile on his face.

Tommy was next. My mother had to explain, as she would with Eddy, on how to do
things. Tommy and Eddy both were nervous wrecks when they started, but when my
mother wrapped her legs around them and stuck their cocks in her---well they
changed. Billy was last. Like Jimmy and Red, he knew what to do. Unlike Jimmy
and Red, when he had cum and laid panting on top of my mother; instead of just
smiling or laughing he began to sob and thank her. My mother stroked his head
for a moment then pushed him off her and told him to dress and go home.

As the front door closed on Billy, and my mother went into the bathroom, I
began to get as excited as I ever had been, and maybe have ever since. I
wondered what it was going to be like, and how it was going to be after we
fucked. I wondered if I could sleep with her when dad and my brother were gone.
My hopes were higher than ever before. But when my mother came out of the
bathroom all dressed, and asked me what I wanted for dinner, I almost broke out
into tears.

As I sat there at the kitchen table watching her prepare dinner she began to
talk about each of my friends, and how they were. Every now and then she'd ask
me if I agreed, and how I enjoyed the shows. I was stunned, angered and totally
dumbfounded. I really had no clue as how to react to what had happened, and
apparently what was not going to happen. I did know, as I was putting myself to
bed that my balls ached unbelievably.

For awhile I laid in bed mad as hell at my mother, and planning on selling her
to some cannibals and watching them do their thing with her. I was about to
beat myself off, but when the door of my bedroom opened I stopped. My mother
came in from her bath, still drying herself off. The smell of her bath salts
still linger in my mind today. At first she sat at the foot of my bed, softly
talking about what had been going on. I mean everything. How she knew what we
had done when we drugged her. How the pictures we took could destroy her and
dad. About how she felt about us doing what we were doing. How mad she was
about it all. How she didn't know how she was going to stop it--if she could.
Then she explained why she fucked my friends--in front of me. It was her way of
hurting me. But she added, she knew it was only a matter of time before we all
would want to do her'. That I may have done her' with the others--which would
be wrong since she was my mother. With that I let out an involuntary groan.

She stood up with a little laugh and bent over me. As her big lovely tits
dangled close to me I reached up and began to fondle one. I heard her begin to
speak and felt the sheet covering me being pulled off. As she reached down and
pulled my shorts off exposing my erection, I vaguely remember her saying
something about alleviating my physical pain. What I vividly remember was my
mother's soft fingers firmly grasping my cock. Then her head going towards my
cock. How her wet hair hung down. How her hot wet tongue first touched my
aching cock, and how my body tensed in excitement. I watched her head bob up
and down on my cock as I felt her tongue and lips press and caress it. As I
felt my cock load up to explode, I fought back the urge to cum so I could enjoy
my mother's mouth eating my cock. The more I tried to prolong it, the more my
body began to jerk. I found my hands holding onto her wet head, involuntarily
urging her to suck harder and faster. Mother must have sensed it to, now her
fingers began to work the wet shaft of my over cum stuffed cock, and her lips
and tongue moved faster. Finally my whole body jerked, and I groaned in delight
as I felt my cum exploding out into my mother's mouth. As I came and came my
mother didn't take her mouth off my cock like she would with some stranger.

I laid exhausted, and watched my mother take the wet towel she had brought in
with her, and place it to her mouth. Then as I closed my eyes I felt her wiping
my now softening cock off with the towel. I felt like Red and Jimmy with their
big smiles and laughter, and yet like, Billy who just wanted to thank her for
the experience of a life time. With all the emotions of the moment, I
apologized for what I had done and that I was going to stop what was going on.

After I said that; my mother stood up and calmly, told me that it wasn't our
faults, that we were misled by Red's dad and others. As for stopping what was
going on, she sadly sighed that neither her or I could stop things---just yet.
With that she told me to go to sleep that she would be out for a while. I was
so relaxed and exhausted that I fell asleep without thinking or dreaming about
sex that night.

As I said, from that day on things changed. My friends were fucking my mother
almost daily up in my apartment. Sometimes I'd watch, but usually not. Now, at
some of the get togethers, we arranged-- for a special price: One of my friends
to fuck my mother, who'd be tied either across some table or old bed or
whatever was available. And without my mother knowing it we'd let the guy who
paid the special price'--- fuck her as well. Hell, I figured as long as she was
fucking other men she wouldn't mind doing someone our age. Now; the special
price I refer too, was a payment of three nude pictures of someone they knew--
- mother, aunt, cousin, or sister. In later years some of these pictures that
my mother fucked for, paid off for us rather well. As for me, I kept her wish
and refrained from fucking her. For her part she'd regularly suck me off. I
think I was the only boy who never got a good night kiss from his mother, but
got a good night blow job instead.

By the end of the school year, and most of us had turned thirteen a strange
thing was happening. We were getting bored. Not of sex. No we all were getting
plenty. In fact two of the pictures we got from some guys for fucking my mother
paid off. We had two girls our age who spread their legs for us whenever we
wanted. Now I was getting fucked and still getting my good night blow job. No
we were getting bored with my mother. As Red put it, there had to be more fun
to be had, as well as more money to be made.

"How much money do you think you made?"

"Hell Bob I don't know. Not that much, split between the six of us. Besides we
did it for the thrills more than anything. It was exciting just to watch the
other kids faces."

"How about the pictures. You got a couple of girls right away. Any grown
women?"

"Some of the pictures of a couple of aunts and one mother, where dogs. About
five others were of girls younger than us. Later we got all five for various
activities--as it were."

"Didn't you guys ever worry about getting caught. I mean, hell Lisle you got
her naked in theaters, and other public places."

"We were young and stupid. What can I say. That was half the thrill!"

"Okay. Red's parents and Jimmy's dad were pimping you mother. Did they get
kinky like at Sam's Rec?"

"Oh they did some bondage with her. But you wouldn't want to harm the golden
pussy would you?"

"Lisle; you can't tell me that Red's parents didn't know that your mother
fucked their little boy."

"Ya. From that time on, Red and his dad would fuck my mother together-- at
times. Of the others only Red got a blow job from my mother, and only when he
was fucking her with his dad. Jimmy's dad let him have a couple of cousins join
him in fucking my mother whenever Jimmy had them over at their house. Billy and
Eddy never told their parents. In fact I don't think their parents ever knew
what was going on. Tommy on the other hand... Well Tommy and his parents,
rather his mother surprised me. I didn't think his parents---mother knew. But I
was wrong. Once I went over to get Tommy for something, don't recall what. But
I found him under a basement shower with my mother. As he soaped and plaid with
my mother; his mother sat on the steps intently watching. When Tommy's mother
saw me she simply told me to take off my cloths and join her son and my mother.
Later Tommy told me my mother, and his mother would disappear for awhile.
Figure it out for yourself." "Did you shower?"

"Rub-a-dub-dub!"

"When did the real kinky and sadistic things start?"

"Well like I said, all though the school year everything was okay. But at the
beginning of summer we were bored. And it's late. I'm tired. Bring some more
beer and we'll talk next time at the lodge." "Damn Lisle why must you leave me
hanging like this. Every damn time."

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