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Loving Son
by Snow Ghost (address withheld)

***

I have to admit, even now, I really feel no guilt or 
shame at raping my mom. Not when I was as horny as I 
was then, and still am, and she was just so available. 
(M-teen/F, nc, rp, inc, drugs)

***

She was 15 when she had me, and in a strange twist of 
fate, I was 15 when I had her, lol. So she was 30, and 
still in good shape. Not a supermodel, to be sure, but 
I've seen guys with a lot worse looking women. And she 
exercised regularly, so her body was firm. 

To be honest, I had never thought about her in a sexual 
way. In fact, I seldom thought about her at all. She 
was just a nagging, always on my ass mother of a 
teenage boy. But that all changed one night.

I was hanging out in the basement, with Chris and Matt. 
They were both 17, almost 18, and a "bad influence", as 
my mother constantly harped at me. But of course, that 
only made me want to hang with them even more. 

They had taught me a few things, like how to shop lift 
small stuff without getting caught. And which houses in 
the neighborhood had windows that could be peeked in at 
night, with totally clueless housewives putting on a 
skin show and not even realizing it, as they got ready 
for bed. And once, even watching a fuck session.

I jerked off so many times, remembering that night. I 
told the guys it was a shame we couldn't video tape it, 
and then blackmail them into letting us fuck the wife.

They both grinned wickedly at that one, but didn't say 
anything. I was really surprised that two cool guys 
like that allowed a 15 year old like me to hang with 
them. I never thought about it till long afterwards, 
but maybe they planned what happened all along, and 
only used me to get my Mom. Even after I thought about 
it, I didn't care. Fucking her was too much fun to 
worry about the "why" aspect.

Whether it was intentional or not, they had been 
"priming" me, talking about all the pussy they had 
gotten, and what sluts women were, and that entire 
"women's lib" thing was a pile of shit, because women 
existed to be dominated by men. They existed for us to 
fuck, when we wanted, however we wanted. To a horny 15 
year old, that was powerful talk.

Anyway, it was about two weeks after watching the 
couple fuck. The three of us were in the basement, 
smoking pot and watching a porn dvd that Chris had 
stolen from his old mans collection. I was hornier than 
hell, watching the broads sucking cock and getting 
fucked in all three holes. When Mom walked in and 
caught us.

She immediately began to freak out, demanding that 
Chris and Matt leave, take the pot with them, and never 
step foot in her house again. Matt had already gotten 
up and was standing behind her. She saw the action on 
the screen and turned beet red with anger, asking what 
I thought I was doing, watching that sort of thing.

Chris stood up and faced her, and calmly told her we 
watched it cause we didn't have any pussy to fuck for 
real.

Mom looked shocked, then raised her arm to slap Chris. 
Before she could swing, Matt grabbed her from behind 
and pinned her arms. Her struggling was useless, but it 
did make her bathrobe open a bit.

I hadn't really noticed till then, but she must have 
come downstairs straight from taking a shower. Her hair 
was damp, and it was obvious now she had nothing on 
under the robe. At least, no bra. 

Chris lifted the bottom of her robe and spread it wide, 
revealing my moms cunt. 

He licked his lips. "Maybe we didn't have a pussy to 
fuck before, but it sure looks like we got one now!"

Matt had allowed her struggling to help him fully open 
the top of her robe, revealing her still firm breasts.

They looked fantastic, to me. But, to be totally 
honest, they were the first real tits I'd ever seen, if 
they had weighted 20 pounds apiece, I would have 
thought they looked great. The fact that they were my 
mothers was totally forgotten.  Until Matt started 
groping one and reminded me.

"Do these look familiar, Tim?" 

"They should, you used to suck on them when you were a 
baby." 

"Would you like to try sucking them again?"

Mom snapped out of the shock of being held and exposed. 
"Tim, no, you can't son, stop these creeps, make them 
let me go!"

Matt held her tight, but continued to massage her boob. 
Then Chris stepped closer to her. "Well, Tim, if you 
don't want to suck them, do you mind if I do?" 

With that, he took Moms breast away from Matt and 
pinched her nipple, not hard enough to make her scream, 
but playfully. Then he lowered his head and began to 
lick it until her nipple began to stiffen, then he 
started sucking it. 

Moms struggling had caused her other boob to come free 
of her robe, and now it was bouncing around. And my 
cock was straining against my under-shorts. 

Suddenly, Chris's cock was out of his pants, and 
pointing straight at my Mom. Matt bend her arms and 
forced her to her knees. My mouth became dryer than it 
had ever been, I knew what was going to happen. Chris 
was going to make my Mom suck his cock. This was the 
defining moment, I could stand and watch my Mom get 
orally raped, or I could try and stop it, protect her. 
I have always blamed the pot, and the horniness of 
being 15, but I stood there and watched the live sex 
show in front of me. 

Matt yanked on Moms hair, making her yell out. Before 
she could close her mouth, Chris's cock was in it. "You 
bite me, bitch, both you and your son are going to 
die." She seemed to sag, not just physically, but 
mentally too. She resigned herself the fact that she 
was going to suck cock tonight, and her son was not 
going to help her. I don't know if it ever occurred to 
her that he would join in. To be honest, at that point, 
it hadn't really registered with me either. 

Mom knelt, with Matt holding her down. I guess her plan 
was to get it over with as quick as possible, because 
she really began working on Chris's dick, sucking for 
all she was worth. It was too much for a 17 year old 
boy, he came fast, shoving his dick down her throat as 
far as he could.  He told her to swallow it all, not to 
spill a drop, or she'd get the shit beat out of her. 
Mom obeyed, keeping her lips sealed tight around his 
shaft while she swallowed.

She hung her head in shame, but her ordeal wasn't over 
yet. Matt was still behind her, and had worked his 
pants and shorts down to his ankles. He shoved her 
forward onto her hands and knees, and mounted her doggy 
style. 

Her head was done, she was done trying to fight back. 
She just knelt there, getting fucked while her own son 
watched. And her son was getting hornier and hornier 
every second.

Chris nudged me, "You getting turned on by this?"

I blushed, my erection pushing against my pants was 
obvious. Made brave by the pot, I answered. "Yes, I am, 
so fucking turned on, you wouldn't believe."

"Go for it, man, her mouth is empty, and I can tell 
you, she's a fantastic cock sucker." He rubbed my hard 
on through my jeans. That was all I could take.

I dropped my pants, kicked them off, along with my 
shorts, and stepped close to Mom, I waved my cock in 
her face. "Suck it."

She started to protest, but Matt interrupted his doggie 
fucking long enough to reach up and grab one of her 
tits and pinch her nipple. "Go ahead, whore, give your 
son a blow job, suck him off. Or you are going to 
really get hurt."

Mom never changed her expression, just opened her mouth 
for me. I slipped my cock in her mouth and closed my 
eyes as she started to suck on it. I closed my eyes and 
moaned. It was every bit as good as I imagined, better, 
even, knowing it was own Mother sucking me off.

I arched my back and shot my load in her mouth, coming 
much sooner than I wanted. In all the porn stories I 
have read on the net, the women always keep sucking 
until there is no more cum left in the guys cock. I 
guess Mom didn't read those stories, because she had 
stopped sucking, and showed no interest in starting 
again. I pulled my cock out of her mouth, and stroked 
it, one more gush of cum spurted out, hitting her in 
the face. 

Watching me, and seeing that happen, pushed Matt over 
the edge, he came in Mom too, shooting deep into her 
cunt. He pulled out and shot a couple loads over her 
ass.

All three of us got in front of her, looking her over. 

Chris grabbed her arm and pulled her to her feet, left 
her standing there, nude and dripping cum off her face 
and ass.  "Damn, Janice! You are really a mess. You 
need another shower." He took her arm. "Come on, we'll 
get you cleaned up."

They started moving towards the stairs, and Mom yanked 
her arm away from him. 

Chris turned and looked at me. "Is she always this 
bitchy after she makes love?"

I didn't bother to point out that it hadn't really been 
"making love", it was actually "rape." I also didn't 
ask why we were following Mom upstairs. Chris and Matt 
were, so I did. And we followed her right into the 
bathroom. She tried to shut the door when she walked 
in, but Matt blocked her and we all went in together. 

"You go ahead and shower, Janice, we'll just watch."

I said nothing, after all, after getting gang banged by 
three teenagers, one of whom was her own son, letting 
the boys watch her shower seemed tame.

Mom is usually really fussy about the bathroom, having 
a fit if I get any water on the floor, but this time, 
she just didn't care. The three of us stood there, 
enjoying the show, with Chris and Matt making 
occasional comments about Moms tits or her ass or her 
cunt. I glanced at them, they both had their cocks out 
again, stroking as they watched her.

I know should have been angry, or embarrassed, or 
something, but I really wasn't. After all, I had just 
watched both of them have sex with her, and I had 
gotten a blow job from her too.

She finished with her shower, and stepped out. Matt and 
Chris both had towels, and dried her off. They grabbed 
her arm and led her to her bedroom, then sat her on the 
bed. She didn't even bother to try and cover her 
breasts or her cunt now.

Matt stared. "You just got raped, and raped good, but 
it's not over yet, not anywhere near over. "You're our 
cunt now, our toy, we're going to get fucked every day, 
whenever we want." "Us, and your son too, he's just as 
horny as we are."  "And from the way he looked while 
you were sucking him off, he don't feel one bit guilty 
about it."

"Don't think of going to the police, that will only 
make things real, real bad for you." "Besides, you 
don't want the entire world to know you sucked your own 
sons cock, do you?" 

Mom didn't answer, so Matt grabbed her hair and yanked 
on it, pulling Moms head up. "He asked you a question, 
you don't want the whole world to know you blew your 
own son and fucked his friends, do you?"

Mom just shook her head no. She was beyond speaking.

"So you ain't going to give us any trouble, and you 
ain't going to call the police, or do anything stupid, 
right?"

This time, she nodded her head yes.

"We'll be back tomorrow, with the outfits you are going 
to be allowed to wear here in the house, you'll wear 
what we tell you, when we tell you, and you won't 
bitch, will you?"

Again, Mom just nodded her head to agree.

"Now, since it's going to happen, you might as well 
make it as good as you can." He handed mom a joint that 
Chris had lit up. Mom took it without changing her 
expression and began to inhale.

Matt sat down on one side of her, Chris on the other, 
and each took a breast and began playing with it. It 
was so intense, or erotic. Mom sitting there nude, and 
two delinquents playing with her jugs like it was 
nothing, and her just allowing it.

Matt grabbed my shirt with his free hand and pulled me 
closer, then stood up. He was still holding moms tit, 
but offered it to me. "Here, take this while I get 
undressed." 

I sat down beside my Mom and began playing with her 
breast. Considering that I had all ready cum in her 
mouth, playing with her tit seemed pretty tame. But it 
sure was fun.  And it was giving me another hard on. 
Well, maybe watching Matt strip and knowing he was 
about to fuck Mom again had something to do with my 
erection too.

In seconds, he was completely nude, and hard. He took 
Chris's place next to Mom, and her other tit. Then he 
reached over, took her hand, and put it around his 
cock. "Just play with it lightly, don't make me cum 
yet. I'm saving my load till later."

Chris striped quickly, and took my place and the tit I 
was handling. My turn now. Down in the basement, we had 
only dropped our pants for the sex, now I was going to 
be completely nude, in front of Mom and my friends. 
Well, Mom had all ready seen my cock, up-close, real 
close.

Then I was totally nude, and I was a bit relieved to 
see that my cock wasn't much smaller than either of 
theirs, at least, not when it was hard and it counted.

Matt and Chris looked at me, and laid back on the bed, 
using my Moms tits. They wrapped their legs around 
hers, and pulled back, spreading Moms legs wide and 
opening up her cunt. I was staring right at it, right 
up inside it.

"Go ahead, fuck her. Get your first real cunt, you came 
out of there, now you can cum in there."

I couldn't back down, not in front of the two older 
boys, my buddies. To be honest, I didn't WANT to back 
down, I wanted to fuck her. I wanted to have real sex.

I moved forward, got on the bed between her legs, and 
put my cock against her cunt. With a thrust of my hips, 
I was inside my own Mother, I was fucking her! 

I knew fucking was supposed to feel fantastic, but I 
had never imagined anything so great. We hadn't worried 
about rubbers, I was fucking Mom the way fucking was 
supposed to be done. I also wasn't the least bit 
concerned about her getting pregnant. I suppose I 
should have been worried about her catching something 
from those other two, but I was more involved with my 
own sensations.

I tried to think of things I hated, to slow myself 
down, but it didn't do much good, I came way faster 
than I wanted to. I stayed in Mom till my cock shrank, 
something I had read in on line porno stories soooo 
many times, and it did feel good. When I finally pulled 
out, my buddies clapped. 

Matt laughed, "So, what's it like to be a real Mother 
Fucker?"

I just grinned. "It feels great."

"Mind if I get sloppy seconds?"

"Go right ahead." Of course, neither of the other guys 
had worn condoms either, they didn't give a shit if she 
got knocked up,.... not their problem."

That's pretty much the way it went for the rest of the 
night. Fucking and smoking a few more joints, just to 
keep Mom compliant.

I lost track of how many times I fucked her, and how 
many times Matt and Chris fucked her. I only know the 
bed was a mess when I finally woke up, the room smelled 
like pot and cum, and Matt and Chris had left.

I had a weird taste in my mouth, and instantly knew it 
was cum. So I had sucked one, or both, of them off too. 
And when I tried to move, I got a ripping pain in my 
ass. No need to wonder what had happened, only to 
wonder if it had been one of them, or both? 

I left Moms room and showered, trying to come to grips 
with the changes in our life now. My two friends had 
made it perfectly plain Mom was going to be there sex 
toy, or slave. And from the taste in my mouth and the 
soreness of my ass, maybe I was going to be their toy 
too.

I was still in the shower when Mom came in, still nude, 
sat down on the toilet and began to piss. I should have 
been shocked, Mom had always, always, locked the door 
and insisted on total privacy in the bathroom. 

After last night, though, I guess any idea of "privacy" 
was gone for good. Maybe using the toilet in front of 
me didn't shock me, but when she stood up and stepped 
into the shower with it, it did shock me. She acted 
like I wasn't there, almost. Even when I took the soap 
and began running it over her body, she just accepted 
it.

I took that as a sign that it was ok to do what I 
wanted. I washed every inch of her, even making her 
bend way over so I could soap her ass up. Our shower 
has the nozzle on the long hose, so I used it to spray 
up her asshole and clean it out good. Not an enema, 
exactly, but a nice clean butt-hole.

I also used the spray to flush her cunt out good, and 
gave her a mild orgasm doing it. I sat down in the tub, 
between her legs, so I could really see what I was 
doing. I said "mild" because she stiffened up and 
trembled, from the position I was in, I could even see 
her pussy lips quivering, and her nipples became thick 
and long.

In a way, it was almost disappointing. She was more 
like pudding in my hands, doing what I wanted, but 
showing no reaction to it at all. Some enthusiasm or 
resistance would have been more fun. But, she was nude 
and it was sex, so I didn't complain.

Then I had her flush out my ass too. I had never really 
done that before, I have to admit, the water hitting my 
asshole felt great. In fact, it felt so great, it gave 
me another hard on. 

I stood up and had mom suck me off right there in the 
shower. It was the best yet, being in her mouth, with 
the feeling of the water spraying over me. I came fast, 
didn't have much of a load after last night, but that 
was hardly a surprise.

We got out of the shower and dried each other off, then 
I left to get dressed, and Mom began to brush her 
teeth. 

While I was dressing, I tried calling Chris and Matt, 
neither answered their cell phones. Then I headed down 
for breakfast.

I walked past the bathroom, and Mom was still brushing 
her teeth and gargling.

I had heard about women doing things like that after 
being raped, either they take showers every 10 minutes, 
or constantly wash their hands or change clothes 
continually, it was a reaction, they felt "dirty".

I told her she had brushed enough, get something on and 
get my breakfast ready. I was ordering her around, I 
know, but I wasn't really sure how this "sex slave" 
thing worked. It was sort of difficult to spend an 
evening fucking your Mom, then get up the next morning 
and act like everything was perfectly normal.

Mom came downstairs, fully dressed. I mean "fully", she 
was acting like it was minus degrees outside,  she had 
an undershirt, shirt and sweater, heavy pants, and 
shoes, not sneaks, like she normally wears. Another 
response to last night, I had heard that rape victims 
often try to hide their bodies as much as possible.

I had the radio on, more from force of habit than 
anything else, when the local news came on. The story 
almost made me collapse.

"Two local youths, Matt Reman and Chris Vort, were 
arrested early this morning, for attempting to purchase 
drugs from an Undercover Officer. After the police 
officer identified himself and informed them they were 
under arrest, they jumped the officer and beat him, 
then tried to get the drugs and run. They were later 
caught by the back up squat and are now in the County 
Jail awaiting arrainment.

"When we contacted their parents, Mr. and Mrs. Reman 
refused to comment. Mr. Vort said his son was a 
delinquent, and was exactly where he belonged." 
"Further, Mr. Vort said he had no intention of posting 
bail, so his son would probably be right where he 
belonged for quite awhile."

I was in shock, but not really surprised, yet again. 
Those two were dumb enough to do something like that, 
trying to beat up a cop, steal his drugs and think they 
could get away. 

Mom had sat there with her mouth open all through the 
story. Then she began to laugh and cry, probably for 
happiness, at the same time. Chris and Matt got what 
they deserved, but that left me with a crisis, and a 
huge decision to make.

I could let it all end now, and go back to being Mom 
and me, perfectly normal, and jerking off every night 
to internet porn, OR I could try and keep the sex slave 
thing going and get real pussy whenever I wanted.

I looked at mom, stood up and moved behind her. "I 
don't see what you're so happy about."

She threw her arms up and laughed again. "Those two 
rapist hoods are in jail, and are going to be, for a 
long, long time!"

"I know, I feel sorry for you now, Mom."

The smile, grin, quickly faded from her, she seemed to 
shrink setting in the chair. "Why?" She asked it in a 
very small, quiet voice.

I took a handful of hair and gently pulled her up out 
of her chair, and turned her so she was facing me. 
"They said they were going to be back today, with the 
outfits you'd be allowed to wear." "Since they aren't 
coming back, that means, nothing to wear."  I shoved my 
hands up inside her layers of shirts and under her 
bras, kneading her tits again. She tried to resist me.

"You realize, they're lawyer will try some tricky 
maneuver, like using me for their alibi for where they 
were last night." 

"Now, I'd be under oath, and I'd have to admit we spent 
the entire evening and night gang banging my own 
mother." Or I could be convinced to lie, IF you do what 
you're were told, and keep me happy. Your choice, what 
will it be?" 

Tears started to form in Moms eyes as she began taking 
off her clothes.

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