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Subject: {ASSM} Baiting (Chapter 2)
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Date: Fri, 15 Apr 2016 04:10:01 -0400
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Baiting (Chapter 2)
 
    Looking into the mirror as I sit  on the bottom edge of my bed, 
slipping my robe off and seeing the middle age  woman who has just been nicely 
fucked.  Not seeing any really change in me  as a result of my baiting my son 
into an incestuous encounter.
    My nipples hard and aching as I  brush my hands over them and shivering 
with the pleasure radiating from them to  my core.  Then laying back on my 
elbows and spreading my legs wide.   Seeing the fat lips of my pussy and the 
wet slickness of my walls, as the lips  part to show my recently filled 
hole.
    Kegeling, my hips thrusting up  and my walls contracting and watch as a 
small ooze of white, is pushed from my  opening.  Swiping it with my 
fingers and tasting again my pussy and the  somewhat diluted seed of my son.  Eyes 
closing and then touching my  clitoris with my finger.  Pressing it and the 
slowly rubbing around in a  tight circle.  My thighs closing and opening as 
I feel the pressure slowly  building and almost lost in my self pleasure as 
I hear the shower turn  off.
    Guilty pulling my fingers from  my clit and slipping my robe back on as 
I sit up and then find a cleaner robe in  my closet.  Waiting for my son to 
finish so that I might clean myself up, a  little sad to lose the scent of 
sex; but knowing that I am dirty from kneeling  on the porch floor and yes, 
fragrant from the bout of sex.
    Sitting primly on the bed as my  son passes by, just a cursory glance 
in my direction as he passes quickly by the  open door.  My eyes looking at 
his lean body, his middle draped with a  towel, hiding those private parts 
that so recently gave me  pleasure.
    Waving, and then standing and  taking a nice leisurely shower, soaping 
myself good and denying myself any  touching other then a little inspecting 
of my privates.  The terrycloth  towel, giving a nice rosy glow to my body 
and the touch of my nipples and  breasts slightly arousing.
    My one robe in the laundry  basket, as I hear movement downstairs as I 
leave the bathroom.  Padding  down the stairs robe belted tight this time 
and finding my son in the  kitchen.  Wearing boxer shorts and a tee, his usual 
attire around the house  when no one is home; but him and me.
    "I am so sorry, I forgot that  you haven't eaten."  Watching as he 
devours a plate of cold chicken.   Then a piece of pizza.  "You worked up an 
appetite,"  flushing as I  realize what I said.  And watching him flush and 
look a little guilty  also.  Knowing we will have to talk about this soon.
    "I am good mom, you don't need  to fix me anything, really I am good."  
Looking at him, my hands crossed  under my breasts not sure what to say and 
then seeing his eyes not on my face;  but looking at the hard bumps of my 
nipples in my robe.  Again flushing  guility as I drop my hands to my sides.  
Wanting to say something to him,  to explain, to apologize, then wordlessly 
turning and finding a glass to fix  myself a night cap of Scotch.
    Checking the doors and windows  and then padding upstairs to my room 
and leaving the door open as I lay on my  bed and try to read a book, that 
usually puts me to sleep  quickly.
    Pulling back the covers and  taking off my robe and laying back, lights 
on and door open.  Fluffing two  pillows so my head is raised as I pretend 
to read some more as I slowly sip my  drink.
    Knowing I should have had  something to eat myself, as I feel my 
stomach growling.  The Scotch taking  its toll on an empty belly, as I feel light 
headed and not in control of myself  and actions.  Smiling wryly, "good 
excuse to explain what happened  earlier." 
    Finally, after what seemed like  an eternity, I hear my son coming up 
the stairs, stopping in the bathroom.   I can hear the sound of his strong 
stream of piss in the bowl and then the  flush. 
    As I hear the door open, I  spread my legs slightly and raise the book 
to my face and pretend to be reading  intently.  Peeking under the bottom of 
the book and seeing him start to  walk past and then hesitate, turning for 
a few seconds and then walking past  without a word.
    I know he has seen and  looked.  What I don't know is what his actual 
reaction is, obviously, the  obvious approach isn't going to work.
    My pretending over as I close  the book and place it on the night 
stand.  My choices as I look at the  nightstand and the door.  I can open it and 
pull out a vibrator, maybe that  is what I should have been doing, or I can 
use my fingers, or I can go and find  out if he is willing to try and old 
lady again.
    Being a little drunk, and a  little horny I pick up my robe to slip it 
on and decide not to as I walk, bare  ass naked into the hallway and down to 
his room.  My hand stopping as I  reach to turn the doorknob, listening and 
hearing music.  Then knocking and  opening the door to step into the room.  
    Looking at his reaction, a  shocked expression as I stand in front of 
him, legs apart, hands on my  hips.  
    "Well, may I come in?"   Stepping in and leaving the door open as there 
are just two of us in the  house.  Seeing the bulge in his boxer shorts, 
and it wasn't something that  I just caused.  A magazine mostly hidden by his 
pillow most likely the  cause.
    Walking to his bed where he is  laying and looking down at him as he 
lays their guiltily or maybe  aghast.  Bending over and holding his head with 
my hands, my lips  brushing his, pressing my tongue, slipping it into his 
warm mouth.  My  eyes watching, seeing him surrender to my lips and tongue as 
I climb onto the  bed with him and lay across his body.
    My diamond hard nipples, spiking  into his chest.  Climbing over to lay 
on my side as I continue to kiss him  hard, till I am breathless.  My hand 
moving up to play with his little man  bumps.  And then not pretending, 
changing my direction to move my hand  under the waistband of his shorts.
    Taking the hard flesh into my  fingers and encircling and slide my 
fingers up and down the already substantial  cock.  The soft flesh yielding as I 
press my fingers harder, feeling the  steely core.
    Stripping him as I did on the  porch; but now able to fully see and 
appreciate his body, exposed to the light  of the room.
    My head finding his groin and  cock and quickly devouring it, my hair a 
loose and forming a blanket around his  groin and my head.
    Working his cock to a thick  mushroom cap, as my tongue and lips bring 
it to full life.  Then pulling my  face away to stare at it from barely 
inches.  My eyes taking in every line  and vein and the slight curve and the fat 
mushroom cap.  
    Kissing it with my lips and then  turning to look at my son.  "Am I 
going to have to beg you to fuck  me?"  The words seemingly loud in the room.
    No response as he looks at  me.  Taking his hard cock in my hand and 
climbing off of the bed.   Leading him down the hallway and into my bedroom.  
My hand firmly gripping  his hard cock.  Sitting down on the bed and then 
laying on my back looking  up at him, his warm organ still handily in my grip.
    "Well, am I going to have to beg  you to fuck me or is your cock lying 
about what it needs?
    "This is wrong mom.  We  shouldn't be doing this."  Pulling him down 
over me and welding my lips to  his as I open my legs wide and place his hard 
on at just the right spot.  A  long sigh of pleasure as he fill the wet hole 
with his prick.  Stuffing it  into my cunt, expanding the walls and my 
velvety tunnel grasping it like a glove  on a hand.
    Reaching up to the headboard of  my bed and spreading my arms high and 
to the sides, opening my legs wide  also.  "Fuck me baby, as if you had me 
tied helpless for whatever you  wanted to do."
    His cock plunging in and out of  my wetness.  No resistance as I lay 
looking up into his eyes as he totally  controls the rhythm, the strokes and 
the whole fuck.  My walls giving a  squeeze as I rock gently on the bed, my 
legs tense, breasts thrusting proudly  into the air, topped by the thick 
nipples.  My hairless pussy being ravaged  by the young cock.
    My head moving side to side as I  my walls contracting in a small 
release.  His cock still pounding away and  finally creaming the velvety slick 
walls with his creamy spurts of thick warm  seed.
    Pulling my legs from the sides  of the bed and wrapping them around his 
waist, and digging into his back with my  ankles.
    Pulling and holding him deep, as  my cunt milks his cock in long hard 
squeezes.  Hearing his moans and  watching as I work his cock, like I bet it 
has never been worked by any of his  girl friends.
    Milking it and then as he lays  down on top of me rolling him onto his 
back and pulling off of his stiff prick  and going down on it again with my 
swollen lips and tongue.  Cleaning and  reviving his cock to a half hard 
state and then straddling him again, riding him  as my hands reach down and 
pinch his hard little boy nipples.
    Working his cock fast and slow,  but never giving up, till my mouth and 
cunt have brought him to a full erection  one more time.
    He rarely slept in my bed all  night; but many, many nights he fucked 
me in it and on the sofa and over the  back of a chair and on the kitchen 
table.  And my favorite was on all  fours, me kneeling in front of him.
    I actually think that I have  become a nympho for his cock.  Every 
chance I get I am fucking or sucking  his sweet meat.  I have got him to on 
occasion slap my ass cheeks and pinch  my breasts and squeeze them tight as he 
fucks me from behind, doggy  style.
    The summer becoming an orgy for  me, and maybe dreaded by him as I am 
trying to get him to rape and fuck me at  all times of the day when he is 
home.
    Unfortunately for me, he and his  girlfriend are back together.  I have 
to admit I am jealous of her, as she  is taking my fuck toy from me the 
past week.
    He has said she will be coming  out to stay with us from New York for a 
few days.  This will be my chance  to meet her.  And I know I have to be 
very careful to keep my hands off of  my son while she is around.
    Worse yet, he will be going back  to school in Poughkeepsie and she 
will be with him for a few weeks; before I can  close down the beach house for 
the summer season and finish off the rest of the  rentals.
    Walking up from the beach after  my morning walk, coffee mug in hand 
and seeing a strange car at the beach  house.  Seeing the New York plates and 
thinking that she has arrived a day  early, the fucking bitch.  I had 
planned to get a good fucking and keep him  in my bed all night long.  Now that 
plan is for shit and here I am hornier  then ever with my foiled plot to get 
cock.
    Belting my short robe over my  bikini and hot footing across the 
asphalt road to the beach house.  My son  coming out of the house with his arm 
around a girl.  Hoping I didn't show  shock; but the girl is a fucking goth.  I 
mean she is a really fucking goth  girl.  The short girl, a little stocky 
for her height.  Long black  hair hanging straight down her back.  Her dress 
black lace coming to the  top of her, I swear to god, construction boots or 
army boots or something like  that.   Maybe Nazi Gestapo boots.  Her eye 
shadow black as is her  lipstick and fingernails.  I expect her toe nails are 
black also.  
    Multiple rings in her left and  right ears and a couple in her left 
eyebrow  and a nose piercing and a ring  in her lower lip and a tongue 
piercing.  And those are only the piercings I  can see.  A spider web tattoo on the 
side of her neck and some symbols on  her wrists and hands and god knows 
what under her clothing.
    "Mom, this is my  girlfriend Bellatrix.  Bellatrix this is my mother."  
Taking her  hand in a firm handshake and then pulling her to me and kissing 
her cheek.  
    This girl is younger then my  son, or maybe older.  I really can't tell 
her age.  She is well put  together if a little short.  Big breasts and 
unfettered as they jiggle  quite noticeably as she walks.  Her hips and ass 
have an interesting shake  also; but her body when I shook her hand and hugged 
her is solid and not  flabby.  I expected to see fangs when she smiled.  She 
didn't  smile.
    "We are going down to look at  the water and walk the beach.  We will 
see you later.  I will make  some sandwiches for lunch when we get back to 
the house."
    Watching them pass me and head  down to the beach, those boots have got 
to be pushing sand as she walks, though  she manages to swirl that skirt as 
I am sure a boy or man would find  interesting
    Shaking my head as I make a  quick lunch and then the rounds of the 
beach, stopping in to collect some rent  and check some of the houses of those 
leaving early.  Forgetting about my  son and his vampyre friend at present 
as I make the rounds.  They have been  up for lunch and left a note that they 
were going to drive around and see the  sights and I would see them later 
this evening.
    So much for seeing my son while  he is here.  Walking upstairs to see 
what sleeping arrangements they have  come up with and seeing her backpacks 
in his room open with her clothing piled  in an open drawer of his dresser.
    Checking the spare bedroom and  noticing that a pillow is missing from 
the bed and that I remember seeing it in  my  son's room.
    Finding myself a bit frustrated;  by the change in my night time plans 
to get a good fucking and now they will be  in the barely insulated room 
next to me.  Wondering if I have time to run  into town and get some earplugs.  
I can't believe with all the fucking her  has done in the last month and a 
half, that he is going to abstain tonight, the  first time seeing his girl 
in two months.
    If I am lucky, maybe they will  get a room and fuck all afternoon and 
evening and be fucked out when they get  back.  Yeah, sure that is going to 
happen.
    Googling the name Bellatrix and  getting a J.K. Rowling character who 
looks like a Goth Witch.  Now I wonder  if that is her real name or one she 
adopted for her personality.
    A nice cool breeze blowing  through the house tonight as I fix a salad 
with pork sliced up in it and a glass  of Midori and sprite.  The melon 
liquor was soothing.  Pouring myself  a short glass of Scotch and taking it into 
the bathroom with me.  The  shower hot sleet on my skin, as I work the 
weariness from my body.  My  bodywash and shampoo both a vanilla scent.  Looking 
at my body in the  mirror.  The tan lines a contrast from what my bikini 
covers and what it  doesn't.  Either way I have a  deep tan on what shows with 
the bikini  on me and a medium tan where it covers.  The back porch on my 
beach house  affords a privacy and sunny area for me to going au natural at  
times. 
    My son has cut into that time a  bit, as he seems to like doing it when 
I am hot and sweaty on the chaise  lounge.  Slipping on a nightgown and 
robe and taking my drink to sit on the  porch and listen to the breaking of the 
waves on the shoreline.  I find  that soothing after a long hot day of 
work.  
    Yes, what I do on the beach is  work.  It may seem like fun to spend 
the summer on the shore; but people do  need to pay for it and I do my share 
by being a rental agent for 36  properties.  I show them, rent them out, 
watch over them and have them  maintained and repaired as needed during the 
tourist season.  My son is  working the summer doing minor repairs and 
maintenance on these properties, as  the clients come up with complaints.
    The temperature a bit warm yet  at night; but a cool breeze off the 
water, keeps it from being unbearably  sticky, at least from the water side.  
Opening my robe and my legs. to let  the breeze tickle the flesh of my body.  
I may have a nightgown on; but I  am not a bra and panty wearer to bed, so 
the breeze is soothing on my breasts  and pussy.
    The appearance of "goth girl"  has put a damper on my night activities. 
 But at least seeing they are  staying in his room, I won't make a fool of 
myself by trying to sneak into his  room for a little bit of action.
    My fingers gently massaging the  puffy labia and rolling the hard 
nipples, as I rock slowly on the  glider.   I will save some major masturbation 
for my bed and a good  stiff dildo as my lover, later when everyone is 
asleep.  At least I hope  they will sleep.  I really don't want to hear a bed 
rocking and banging  against the wall tonight.
    Closing my robe and legs as the  car pulls into the driveway.  Watching 
as they get out and adjust a little  clothing, thinking that they have been 
doing a little petting on the ride  home.
    Putting a welcoming smile on my  lips as they step onto the porch.  
"Did you  have a good time?   Long day at the beach!"
    "We had a great time, tomorrow I  think maybe we will do some beach 
time.  We got dinner at Lenny and Frank's  so no need to fix us anything."
    "Nice place you got here Mrs.  Rust."  I don't see any need to correct 
her in that I have never been a  Mrs. or married.
    "We both need showers.   Been a hot and sweaty day."  My son hopefully 
isn't telling me that they  are going to shower together.
    Standing up, "let me get fresh  towels for you Bellatrix and show you 
the bathroom upstairs."  Leading the  way through the house turning on a 
couple of lights and taking her up to hand  her fresh towels and wash cloth.  
Explaining how the shower works and  asking her if she needs anything else.
    "I got it Mrs. Rust,  thanks."  Dismissing me as he goes into my son's 
room.  Walking back  downstairs freshening my drink and walking out to the 
front porch to find my son  sitting on the glider.
    Sitting down by him and looking  out to the dark water.  "Bellatrix 
seems like a nice interesting  girl."  Trying to keep my conversation neutral.
    "She is goth; but she is very  smart in school.  She will be going to 
Marist next year also.  She  will be staying in the dormitory."  Hearing the 
accusing tone in his voice  as I told him that I won't pay for him to live 
in a college that is less then  six miles away from home.
    Deciding not to follow up on his  last comment, as I rest a hand on his 
thigh.  Patting it gently.  Not  saying a word as my shoulder brushes his.  
Feeling a bit of tenseness in  his thigh and his carriage.  I can feel a 
tension in my hand, as I want to  do so much more then pat his thigh in a 
motherly manner.
    Sound carries well in the house  and hearing the bathroom door closing 
is a signal that Bellatrix isn't sneaking  up behind me and watching my ever 
move.
    My hand now moving on his thigh,  rubbing and slipping higher and to 
the inside, as I turn to my son.  Seeing  him looking at my hand then to my 
face.
    My words soft in the night air,  "no chance at a quickie?"  My hand 
slipping up to his groin, so as not to  allow him to mistake my meaning.
    There is a bulge there, and I  can feel it moving under his pants, 
growing as my hand massages the swell.   The sound of the shower, giving me 
courage, as I kiss his lips, taking his hand  in mine and placing it at the 
juncture of my legs, as they fall  open.
    Feeling his fingers touch my fat  lips a soft moan as I feel a 
tentative movement.  His finger rubbing gently  on the warm ridges of flesh, as I 
renew my massaging of his  bulge.
    "I don't think this would be a  good idea mom."  My legs opening wider, 
and allowing his finger pad to  touch the wetness of my walls.  My hand 
resting on his pressing it tighter  to my needy hole.  My body trembling as I 
feel the one finger, press into  my opening.  A moan of pleasure, of need 
escaping my lips.
    My hand finding the fly opening  and pushing into it to find his 
swollen organ.  Grasping it desperately, as  I try to pull it free from his fly.
    "Damn, I need you.  Can we  fuck quickly or can a suck your cock.  She 
should be awhile yet."  My  words almost begging, as I wrestle to get his 
prick free, my body bending to let  my lips find the swollen knob.  His hands 
on the back of my head and  pressing down firmly, as his cock spears my 
mouth.  Gurgling with pleasure  as I suck and tongue around his musky flesh and 
stiffening as I taste cunt on  his cock and I know it is not mine.
    Almost pulling off, and I am  sure he realizes that the bitch has her 
scent all over my son's cock.  Not  doing a great job of sucking cock, as I 
am hurrying and frantic at the same  time.
    Dismayed, as I feel his hands  pull my head from his cock, wanting to 
throw a tantrum as I am deprived of my  treat.
    "The shower has stopped  mom."  The roaring in my ears abating and the 
silence of the house creaking  the only sound.  Trying to compose myself 
now, my eyes glued to his erect  organ, as he shoves it out of my sight and 
zips up his pants.
    Leaning to kiss my son's lips  and then sliding to the side of the 
glider.  No words as we sway.  The  bathroom door opening and then his bedroom 
door closing.  Wanting so bad to  curse that girl, as my thighs squeeze on my 
aroused lips.  It is going to  be a long, and most likely sleepless night.  
Now I have my son aroused and  he will want a piece of ass, and it won't be 
mine.
    Still tasting his manly cock  musk and that taint of that girls pussy 
on my lips.  Washing it away with a  sip of my drink. 
    "Could you get me another one  honey, I think I need it tonight."  His 
hand patting mine as he takes the  glass and walks into the house.
    Looking up as Bellatrix appears  with my glass.  My eyes scanning over 
her as she stands framed for a moment  extending the glass to me.  She 
really pushes the goth theme as she is  wearing a black teddy and I think black 
bra and panties underneath.  And  wrapped around her shoulders is a black 
shawl.  Her wet hair  combed  back straight down her back and it is long and 
dark.  Her breasts are full  with a bit of cleavage showing.  The light 
material of the teddy, showing  that he has full hips and maybe running to a 
little weight.  Her legs  short; but not fat, firm and looking toned.
    "Lovely place you have hear Mrs.  Rust.  The water and waves at night 
make me think of one of those horror  movies or harlequin romances."  I get 
what she is saying, for I am not a  goth myself.  I do tend to darker more 
outlandish clothing and when I wear  makeup or polish, it is of a darker tone. 
 And I love gothic romance and  the darker stories.
    I just don't have the piercings  and tattoos and the need to look goth 
in the middle of summer on a hot  beach.
    Chit chatting quietly as we sway  on the glider. I can hear the shower 
in the back ground, and in between  conversation, am thinking of my son 
naked in the shower and me kneeling, soaping  up his privates or sucking on his 
cock.  We have showers a few times  together and needless to say it was 
quite pleasant.
    Realizing that the girl is  looking at me,  not sure if I moaned with 
the memory, finding my thighs  squeezed tight and relaxing a little.  Feeling 
a flush, as I swear I can  smell my arousal.
    The girl smiling and then  leaning back on the glider.  The two of us 
sharing a moments of solitude,  just as we have shared my son most likely.  
Wondering if he has told her  how close we are.  Then dismissing that 
thought, as what man tells his girl  about another he is fucking.
    The shower finished and my son  walking around upstairs.  Picturing him 
dressing, wondering what he will  wear for night clothes with Bellatrix 
present.  She is dressed in a slutty  outfit, finding myself jealous as I 
picture him stripping the teddy from her  body.
    My son wearing lightweight sleep  pants and a tee shirt.  Looking to 
see if a bulge in his crotch, wondering  if he has shorts underneath.  My son, 
sliding between us on the glider,  feeling his warm body against my thigh 
and side as we sit and make more small  talk.
    Not able to help it; but my  nipples are hard aching nubs of flesh 
under my nightgown and robe.  And  there is heat of need between my thighs, as I 
find myself pressing my thigh  against his more firmly then necessary.  The 
short nightgown, riding high  on my tanned thighs, as I shift on the seat.
    Thinking I should have found an  old flannel down to the ankle one to 
wear instead of this thin short one.   My hand brushing his thigh and finding 
a bulge as the girl is in the kitchen  fixing some drinks.  Trying to place 
his hand on my fat pubes for a few  seconds; but finding him resisting as 
he place my hand back in my  lap.
    Hastily adjusting the hem  of my nightgown as the girl reappears with a 
couple of sodas.  Feeling  guilty and rightly so, as I realize I shouldn't 
and can't compete with a young  man's girl.
    Excusing myself and heading for  bed and hopefully sleep.  But also 
some needed activity to let me  sleep.  Hearing them talking as I cross the 
corridor from the bathroom to  my bedroom.  Halting for a few seconds; but not 
to hear what they are  saying.
    Closing the door to my room and  turning on the light on my nightstand. 
 Opening the window to get some cool  air into the room.  Then slipping off 
my robe and nightgown, as I pull the  covers off of the bottom sheet.  
Sitting on the side of my bed as I pull  the bottom drawer of the nightstand 
open and lift up the covering issues of  Cosmopolitan.  Setting them aside as I 
pull out a vibrator, putting it back  because of the noise that it might 
make and settling on a nice long thick  dildo.
    Fluffing my pillows and laying  on the bed naked.  Getting comfortable 
and setting the dildo down, as I use  my fingers to stroke slowly over my 
breasts and nipples.  Feeling the tips  swelling large then their usually 
erect size, as my fingers graze the sensitive  tissue and cup and squeeze my 
breasts
    Settling my head deeper into the  pillows, as I gently pinch the 
nipples and tug and lightly twist.  Working  them for a few minutes, then sliding 
one hand down my flat tummy, feeling a  shiver under the skin, as my fingers 
find the swell of my pubes.  Legs  splaying apart wide to expose the slit, 
tracing a finger along the outside of  the ridges and then pushing between 
the valley, to feel a hint of moisture on my  fingertip.  
    Moving my fingers over and  dragging them through the slit.  Finding 
the smooth button and rubbing it  slowly in a circular motion, then harder as 
I drag my finger up the slit and  over the throbbing pearl.
    Feeling my body undulating as I  drag my fingers deeper into the wet 
walls.  Eyes closed tight, fighting  back the need to moan, as I picture my 
son naked and his cock filling my hungry  mouth.
    Drawing my legs up, knees raised  and feet flat on the mattress as 
spread my legs apart and reach to the dildo at  my side and with trembling hand 
lift it up and slide it along my slit, sawing it  over the folds and rubbing 
molded plastic cock against my throbbing  pearl.
    Mewling softly and stopping as I  hear footsteps on the stairs, feet 
braced and arching as I hold the dildo in  trembling hands.  Needing it in me, 
as I hear the footsteps at the bathroom  and then in a few moments in the 
hall past my door and my son's closing with a  soft thump.
    Slipping the dildo finally into  my wet hole.  Taking my time as I 
slowly force it between my lips, the fat  knob spreading my walls and then using 
the heel of my hand to slowly force it  deep.  My legs tensing and lifting 
my ass from the mattress as I swallow  most of the ersatz cock into my hole.
    Then hearing the rocking of the  bed in the next room and knowing that 
they are "doing it." I can hear voices and  moans; but not much more other 
then the rocking of the bed.
    Holding it deep as  clench  on it my thumb rubbing against my clit.  
Not the same as a real cock  inside; but better then just my fingers.  Both of 
my hands working the  dildo in and out of my sloppy hole, closing my eyes 
and picturing the cock and  the young man attached to it as I work it in hard 
and fast and pull it out to  till the fat head is still buried.  Then 
slamming it in hard again, my head  braced against the backboard as I ream my 
cunt hard and long.
    Panting with exertion, as I hiss  and moan.  Taking my time and holding 
back, feeling my cunt rippling as the  cock slides along the creamy smooth 
walls.  Feeling a small orgasm, that I  will build slowly to a long hard 
release.  Eyes squeezed shut, as the  tenseness in my arm drives the dildo 
jerkily into my body.
    A fine sheen of sweat on my  forehead and on the back of my neck as I 
press my feet into the bedding.   Biting back a half escaped scream as I can 
feel the buildup, a pressure deep  behind my cunt.  So close, so fucking 
close now.  Thinking of my son  and a myriad of lovers from my past, parading 
through my mind, as my hand holds  it deep as my insides clench and hold, 
clench and hold.  My finger rubbing  gently on my raised bump.  Hips rolling 
gently, pushing my ass cheeks  deeper into the softness of the bed.
    Seeing the blast of light  against my eyes, but not feeling the hard 
contraction of my walls.   Thinking it a misfire, as I moan in frustration, my 
eyes opening wide, the  redness of my eyelids flashing up to expose a 
picture in my eyes.  My son  and his girlfriend, standing at the open door of my 
room.  Both of them  naked and my son quite obviously aroused as his cock is 
pulled hard against his  stomach.
    Taking in all of this as my arm  works the cock in and out one more 
time; before stopping in mid stroke.   The realization that they are standing 
watching me, and not a figment of my  mind, causing me to clamp my legs 
closed on my hand and dildo.  Trying to  turn away from them as I lay dumb 
founded and speechless on the disheveled  bedding. 
    The laughter ringing in my ears,  as I feel the blush and flush of heat 
on my cheeks and chest.  Closing my  eyes to escape their knowing look and 
smiles.  My body still tensing on the  dildo, as I try to control my limbs 
and pull futility at the covers.  Not  able to hide my nakedness and the 
obvious masturbation session that I was  having.
    A hand feeling cool on my tummy,  as I open my eyes and stare into the 
eyes of Bellatrix, her smile cruel as words  flow from her mouth and slowly 
register in my mind.  "Ms Rust, you need to  come very badly, don't you?  
And I am willing to let that happen, even help  you have an overwhelming 
orgasm; but you will have to do as I say."  One  hand firmly holding me flat on 
the bed looking up at her, as her other hand  strokes my warm cheek.  
    "You do understand me, don't you  girl?"  Nodding my head, as I look at 
her face.  My chest heaving with  the exertion, and my heart pounding away 
in my chest, as my thighs still clamp  tight on my hand and the embedded 
dildo.
    "Now my dear, relax your legs,  we have already seen what you were 
doing."  Her hand sliding over the folds  of my pubes and pushing my legs apart, 
as I laying them back on the bed.   "Open up dear."  Her voice soothing, 
but at the same time firm, as he hand  slaps lightly at my thigh, her eyes 
never leaving my face.
    A groan, as I spread my thighs  apart and expose the end of the dildo, 
most of it still buried deep in my  cunt.  Her hand stroking my thighs for a 
moment as if calming a frightened  dog, or in this case bitch.
    My eyes dropping from his face  to her full breasts, seeing the rings 
in the hard tipped nipples and then lower  over the slope of her round belly 
to see the small rings in the lips of her hood  and labia.  At least I think 
that is where they are with my quick  glance.  
    Her eyes registering the look of  dismay as I scan her body.  The 
tattoos symbols and glyphs, unknown to me  as I lay, back trembling on my bed.  
Her eyes moving from mine to the open  drawer of my nightstand, one hand 
rummaging under the covering book, taking  inventory of my toys and obvious sex 
aids.
    "Now, we need to finish you off,  you would like that, wouldn't you?"  
Nodding my head, as I watch the young  woman, in control and knowing she is, 
as I lay helpless and extremely  needy.
    "Scoot over to the middle of the  bed girl, and leave the dildo alone, 
hold it in your nasty hole with your  muscles."  Another flush of warmth on 
my face, as I slide over to lay in  the middle of the bed, arms at my sides 
and legs shoulder length  apart.
    "Good girl, if you continue to  obey me momma, maybe I will let you 
have some of your son's cock.  Wouldn't  you like that, you son's cock shoved 
in your cunt, pulsing.  Or would you  like it somewhere else?"  My eyes on 
her face as she turns to my son and  tells him to get her bag.  No mention of 
what bag; but obviously he knows  what she means.
    Returning with leather cuffs and  strapping them around my wrists and 
ankles, my eyes wide with fright as I lay  how efficiently they place other 
cuffs and thin leather thongs around each of  the beds legs and then pull the 
loose end of the thong through each of the small  "D" rings on the wrist 
and ankle cuffs.  Adjusting and pulling them tight  till they have my arms and 
legs straining as I lay helpless on the bed.   The dildo now slowly 
slipping out of my greasy hole.  "Get my used  panties."  Her voice in command of 
the situation.
    One hand pressing the dildo into  my pussy again, holding it there with 
the heel of her palm as her fingers move  over my exposed clit.  Moaning 
with the sensation as he is rebuilding the  plateau of pleasure.  Biting my 
lower lip as I squirm on the bed to escape  and at the same time press to her 
knowing fingers.
    "Open wide,"  tasting her  as she wads up her panties and shoves them 
into my mouth, then securing them  with a strap around the back of my head.  
My eyes blinking and wide, as I  realize how quickly I have become helpless 
and vulnerable to a barely young  woman.
    Her fingers tracing down my face  and over and around the mound of my 
breasts and hard tipped nipples.   Squirming again as she smiles and I know 
she knows that my nipples are a  weakness for me.  My upper body bouncing and 
twisting to try to escape her  fingers as they tease the nipples to and 
exquisite state of  arousal.
    Seeing the erection of my son as  he stands next to her as she sits on 
the side of the bed.  Her black  satchel like the bag of an old time doctor; 
but it is not medical aids being  pulled from it.  
    "You will thank me for this  girl, later.  But I think you might find 
this  cruel."  Looking  as she pulls out two clamps with wicked looking 
teeth, and watching as she  adjusts them, then leaning over and sucking on my 
left nipple; before moving one  clamp to the hard tip and then pressing it 
wide, then releasing the  spring.  The intense pain, making me jerk hard on the 
bed, as my teeth  clamp hard into the strap in my mouth and the wadded 
panties muffle, all but a  gurgle of a groan.  Tears welling in my eyes, as I 
thrash to try to throw  off the nipple clamp and finally settle down.  The pain 
a dull throbbing in  my nipple, as I watch as she suckle the right one now. 
 Knowing what is  coming not making it easier as I thrash again for a 
moment, trying to pull away  and feel the teeth drag over the sensitive tip.  The 
clamp twice placed and  adjusted and twice the pain as I lay, back, sweat 
on my chest and the juncture  of my legs, as I look up wide eyed and 
helpless.  Mumbling soundless  words.  Tasting her cunt on the panties as my saliva 
pulls her taste and  scent from the soaking matrerial.
    Tears  slipping down the  sides of my eyes, as I hickcup again and 
again.  My son, stroking his cock  slowly, as Bellatrix reaches to my drawer and 
pulls out a vibrator and touches  it to my open clit.  My body trembling as 
the sensation arouses my core  once again and I forget about the throbbing 
in my nipples.  One hand  pumping the dildo in and out of my cunt, as the 
other holds the vibrator to the  smooth engorged little button.  Whimpering 
into my gag as she takes a quick  orgasm from my body and then holds the 
vibrator pressed into my  pearl.   
    Finally pulling it away, as I  feel my need at the bursting point of my 
dam.  Eyes begging as she laughs  and kisses my cheek.  "Now my dear, you 
have me excited and I need to get  off.  You just watch and maybe we might 
throw you a bone."  My son and  the young woman laughing as she climbs on the 
bed.
    Her musk pungent as my nostrils  pinch and flare with her scent.  
Straddling my head and pressing her wet  snatch against my nose, rubbing her 
wetness on my face as he wriggles with her  thighs clamping on my head.  Choking 
as her swollen lips squat over my nose  and mouth and I gasp for air as her 
rubs her wet labia on my face, smearing me  with her juices.
    Trying to shake my head to  escape her head lock.  Feeling her legs 
extending as she pushes herself  down over my chest, her fat juicy lips, 
caressing my clamped nipples with her  skank.  The sliding lower till she is 
rubbing her leaking hole on my pubes,  spreading her legs over mine and rubbing 
pussy to pussy as she licks at the  nasty scum on my cheeks and nose.  Her 
large breasts mashing hard into my  chest.  
    Her hand reaching behind her and  as she lifts her ass cheeks a few 
inches off of me, I feel the weight of my son  between her and my legs.  My 
eyes watching hers as he jabs his cock  into her nasty snatch.  Hearing the 
groan of his cock burying in a warm  grasping cunt.  His heavy ball sack 
slapping against my inner thighs and  swollen wet cunt lips.  The dildo still 
buried deep in my cunt, as she uses  the vibrator to tease her clit and mine as 
she rocks back and forth on my  chest.  His strokes slapping loudly into her 
juicy cunt.  I can feel  the grease leaking from her gash as he pulls back 
and suctions some of her  grease from the sopping hole. 
    My bedroom loud now with groans  and gasps and grunts.  Both of them 
panting, her spittle dotting my face  and hair as she expels a rush of half 
fingished words and spit as she shakes on  his cock.  Her eyes rolling in her 
head and I can feel her body tense and  then shake like a dog with a bone, 
my son's bone grasped deep in her spasming  cunt.
    Her tongue licking at my face,  cleaning it of her cunt juice and 
coating it with her saliva.  Her hand  pressing the vibrator wildly against our 
tender clits, jamming it hard into the  sensitive flesh as she rocks hard and 
shudders from head to toe on my  body.    Her panting and hissing attesting 
to the intensity of  her orgasm.  
    Then hearing the loud grunt of  my son and his cursing as he raises up 
and jams his cock hard into Bellatrix  from behind , emptying his precious 
seed into her cunt, seeding the goth and  sadistic bitch.  Her thighs 
clenching and I know she is milking his seed  from his man cock.
    The young woman lying on me as  the trapped vibrator, continues it 
muffled buzzing as it is  pressed  between our pubes.    Trying to pull at my 
ankle and wrist bonds  as the weight of the young woman presses my body into 
the   bed.
    A wet warm dripping on my hot  cunt lips, as the white seed leaks out 
of her cunt.  Feeling the seed  coating the outside of my pussy, as I try to 
rock my hips to throw the woman off  of me.  
    The woman's eyes opening as she  puts her hands on my chest and pushes 
herself up off of my upper body.  Her  fingers squeezing the tender breast 
flesh and the sore; but pleasantly aching  nipples.
    Whimpering as her fingers work  my breasts, as my son moves from behind 
her and she pushes up on her knees to  look down upon me.  I can feel the 
sticky semen attaching us as she slide  up, her hands going to my hair and 
undoing the gag and pulling out the wadded  rag of her sodden panties from my 
mouth.
    Taking a deep gasp of breath as  I lick at my lips, barely drawing in a 
lungs full of breath, before she slides  higher and settles her skanky cunt 
on my face.  The slick aromatic cunt  lips kisses my lips, as she mashes 
her nether parts against my face.   Grinding on my face as she would straddles 
a cock.
    Her body forcing the leaking  seed into my mouth and washing my face 
with the semen of my son, as she pushes  and forces her cunt against my lips.  
Her fingers pinching at my nose and  forcing me to breath from my mouth and 
then her cunt walls, pushing the seed  into my mouth.
    My eyes wide and staring  up.  "Now momma, I want you to please me with 
your mouth.  Use your  tongue and lips to suck on my seed filled cunt.  
Taste your son's cum, that  is mine to use and take."
    Rising up and forcing her fat  labia to hang over my mouth, rubbing my 
lips as if in an intimate kiss.   Slowly extending my tongue as she squeezes 
my cheeks with her thighs.   Tasting the slick tissue of her engorged cunt 
lips, then slipping my tongue into  her cunt.  My tongue feeling the 
slickness of her walls coated with her  grease and my son's seed.
    Whimpering as my lips suckle at  her labia, feeling the small rings 
against my lips and tongue as I suckle on  this woman's cunt.  Forced to lick 
it and my son's cum, as she rocks  against my face.  Her hands braced on the 
headboard of the bed as she  controls me totally.
    The weight of my son shifting on  the bed behind Bellatrix and finding 
my ankles freed of the straps holding them  apart,  Then my son's hands 
lifting and pulling my legs up, as he knee  walks up behind the goth woman.  
    My legs being raised up and then  gasping into the woman's cunt as I 
feel his cock teasing the entrance to my  sopping hole.  Seeing part of his 
face as he suckles on the back of her  neck and shoulder.  "Shall I stick it 
in her  Bella?"    
    The girl lifting from my  face.  Breathing freely as I look up at her.  
The smell of her aroused  cunt ovewhelming in a musk of sex.  My eyes 
seeing the boulders of her ring  tipped breasts and past to the smug smile of 
triumph as she looks down at  me.
    "You girl, are mine now.   If you suck me good, I will let your son 
fuck your cunt.  If you don't  please me, then I will have him stop.  Do you 
understand?"  Her hands  reaching behind her to tug on the clamping on my 
nipples.  
    Groaning loudly as she pulls and  twists and tugs the bruised tissue.  
"Please, let me have his cock  Bellatrix."  Begging in a small voice as I 
move my hips to just touch the  tip of the erect organ.
    "Now, eat my cunt like the born  lapper that you are."  Her wet folds 
filling my vision and then again  settling lightly against my face as she 
rubs and writhes over my lips and  tongue.
    My mouth seeking to service her  pussy and please her.  Hearing her 
moans of pleasure as she grinds hard  again against my mouth.
    "Go ahead and fuck the needy  bitch."  The bed shifting a little and 
feeling my legs lifted again and  rolled back in the air.  The fat knob of a 
cock replacing the lifeless  dildo as she shoves it ball to the wall into my 
greasy hole.  Moaning into  the nasty gash covering my face and renewing my 
effort to please the young woman  dominating me.  My lips and teeth pulling 
and gnawing at her slick  folds.  Tongue flicking and stretching to touch 
her bulging clit.   Amazed at the size of the smooth button, as my tongue 
slides across the mini  cock.
    My lower body rocking into the  wet slaps of flesh as he pounds my cunt 
in hard thrusts.  The grunting and  groaning and moaning filling the room 
with sound.  Whimpering long and hard  as I feel Bellatrix uses the vibrator 
on my clit.  My body rocking with  sensation, as the pulses are driving me 
to the relief that I sought, it seems  like hours ago.
    Whimpering with need and then  with loss as she pulls it away from my 
clit and then places it against her cunt,  and I feel her rocking wildly 
against my face and mouth.  The glut of  moisture leaking from her cunt 
increasing as she rocks spastically on my  face.
    Feeling the moment that my  tongue is too much for her sensitive flesh 
and she lifts up and slumps to the  side.  Her eyes closed and her body 
still quivering as she rides the last  waves of her orgasm.
    My son, rolling me back more, my  legs high in the air and spread as he 
fucks hard and long into my cunt.  My  fingers so needing to touch my clit 
and rub hard for my cum.  His ball sack  smacking against my ass hole and 
thighs as he shoves in and pulls back.  
    "Fuck me, seed me.  Give me  your cum.  Fuck this needy bitch.   
Please, make me cum, I need a  cum"..............my begging and pleading in a low 
whimpering  voice............as I am mostly there; but his fucking isn't 
getting me the last  step.  
    Then howling and the panties  thrust in my mouth, as the young woman 
takes the vibrator and presses it hard on  my clit.  My body shuddering as a 
series of hard contractions wrack my body  and my walls clench and squeeze 
hard on my son's prick.
    My thighs tensing and toes  curling as my scream of release is buried 
in the disgusting panties jammed into  my mouth.  Then body writhing 
uncontrollably as the clamps are pulled off  of my nipples and the flood of 
sensation is just overwhelming.
    My breasts itching as my cunt  clenches hard and I feel my son 
responding to my release with his own.  His  thick white pearly seed filling my cunt 
and coating my womb, as he fills me with  his potent seed.
    My legs a spread in a "Y" as he  empties his balls into my hole.  Bella 
pinching one of my nipples in a  pleasure/pain sensation and nail raking my 
clit as she draws one last   orgasm from my exhausted cunt.
    Panties still jammed in my mouth  as they leave me, arms tied to the 
bed and my cunt leaking my son's seed.   The two of them returning to his 
room.  
    The light a stark brightness to  my eyes as I push the panties from 
mouth, licking my lips of the taste of  Bellatrix's cunt, as I try to squeeze 
my thighs closed to keep the cum in my  body.  My eyes seeing the swollen and 
dark sore tissue of my nipples.   Blowing on them to try to ease the ache 
and finding it just is too much  sensation for them right now as I writhe 
with each warm gust of my  breath.
    I could scream and yell, and  maybe some one would hear me; but I just 
lay secured and helpless on my bed as  my son and his girlfriend are 
sleeping or maybe fucking next door.  Trying  to listen to hear if they are making 
noise of a sexual nature.  Wanting to  hear it, excited by the thought of 
them fucking in front of me, depriving me of  my son's cock, then allowing me 
at their pleasure to  have a  fuck.
    Finding myself excited again, as  I am now helpless and controlled by 
my son's girl friend, as is my son.   Laying back exhausted physically and 
emotionally into a nightmare dream of  sexual depravity and waking sweaty to 
Bellatrixs fingers against my cunt.   Looking at her in a war of wills and 
finding begging her to give me  release.  Her laugher of victory as she takes 
the vibrator and shoves it  into my cunt and turns it on full.
    Writhing as she watches trying  to bring myself to a cum.  Begging 
again as it slips from my cunt and buzzs  against my thigh as I am so needy.
    The girl returning dressed a few  minutes later.  Untying my hands, "I 
know you have work to do girl, so you  go and get dressed.  No shower or 
washing your face.  And if I smell  my cunt on your face later, maybe I will 
let your son give you a fuck later,  maybe not."
    Her hand brushing my hair from  my face,  "I can't wait to see you 
sucking on your son's cock to get him  hard so I can fuck him, and you sitting 
watching.
    You are going to be so fun, when  you back to New York after the summer 
is done and I can have you as a full time  girl...........my friends will 
so love using you for their pleasure and  amusement"   Her taunting words 
echoing in my head, feeling a shiver  of pleasure................
    
    
    
    
 
    
    
    
    
 
    
    
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