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My Mom Candi, The School Slut
by Rachael Ross (rache696@yahoo.com)

***

Candi is the hottest girl on the planet and determined 
to prove it, much to the delight of her junior high 
school classmates... But that isn't really great news 
for Jack, is it? (F/M-teen, underage, inc, oral)

***

Author Note: Original publication of this article 
appeared in the October 1951 issue of Sexy Science 
Projects!

***

"Here comes Candi!" Ritchie exclaimed.

"Oh shit!" Mark jerked away from his locker, dropping a 
half-dozen notebooks to the floor.

"Where?" Todd whipped his head left and then right. "Oh 
yeah!"

All three of my best friends stood there in the school 
hallway, lined up like soldiers for inspection. Sucking 
in their guts and pushing out their chests, as if 
fifteen-year-old boys had any. Well, Ritchie was sorta 
chubby, but you get the picture. They smiled and giggled 
like nervous little girls, glancing at each other just 
to make sure they weren't alone, but mostly keeping 
their eyes glued on the hottest girl in the universe.

"Hi Candi... Hey Candi... What's up Candi?" they all 
said at once.

She smiled back, sparing each of them just a fraction of 
her attention, because Candi never completely ignored 
anyone. She gave them a wave, a flitter of her eyes and 
a flutter of her fingers, just a little pink tongue 
between her pouting red lips. Only enough to give them a 
sliver of hope, like maybe they had a chance, which they 
did, to be perfectly honest about it. Anyone with a hard 
cock and less than five legs had a shot at Candi, but 
this morning she only had baby blue eyes for me.

"Hey Jack," she said, stepping close enough to rub her 
perfect tits against my chest. "I forgot to give you 
something..."

Candi's left thigh, bare beneath the short pleats of her 
cheer skirt, slid between my legs and upward. I offered 
her an involuntary gasp as she found my crotch, my balls 
and throbbing cock, giving me a serious rub with her leg 
while her hands reached around to grab my ass. I had no 
choice except to take the thirteen-year-old by the hips. 
She'd have fallen at my feet otherwise, but I'm sure the 
thought hadn't even occurred to her. Candi knew I'd 
catch her; boys always did.

"Uh... What's that, Mom?" I asked, feeling my face 
redden with the word.

"Your allowance," she breathed, looking upward to find 
my eyes. "It's Friday. You should have reminded me."

"Sorry," I mumbled, wincing slightly as Candi's smooth, 
tanned thigh moved against my aching dick.

"You're so tense!" She giggled, massaging my butt 
through my jeans, really digging her small fingers into 
me. "Do you want Mommy to take care of that after 
homeroom?"

"Uhhh..." I blinked and gave my head the tiniest shake. 
"No, Mom... I'm, uh... I'm okay."

"Well," she sighed doubtfully. "You just let me know if 
you do. Give Mommy a kiss now."

I tried to kiss her cheek, knowing I had no choice. 
Candi got what Candi wanted and it wasn't a peck on the 
dimple. She caught my mouth with hers, slipping her 
long, delicate tongue between my lips and we frenched-
out hot and heavy for thirty seconds at least. Candi's 
tits, those amazingly large, firm breasts that had no 
business being anywhere near a junior high school, 
pressed against my chest through her cheer top. The 
bulge of my erection found her taut belly, and my family 
jewels rode her thigh with an instinctive grind of pure 
pleasure.

"Oh!" I gasped, blinking rapidly as I suddenly spilled 
in my pants.

"Jack!" Candi giggled and licked her lips, feeling my 
cock spasm violently within the warm, and now very wet 
confines of my underwear.

"Oh Man!" Ritchie laughed.

"Did he blow?" Mark asked nobody in particular.

"Jeeze, Jack!" Todd shook his head. "You shoulda jerked 
off this morning, dude!"

"He should have!" Candi agreed, pouting as she let me 
go, planting both feet firmly on the floor. "Alright, 
young man. Come on, let's get you cleaned up before the 
bell rings."

"But, Mom!" I frowned, blushing beneath the stares and 
whispers of fifty kids. The hallway was crowded and 
Candi always got a lot of attention anyway.

"No buts!" She reached for my crotch and I shivered as 
she gave my still spurting cock a squeeze. We both felt 
the semen squishing around my dick and balls. I came a 
lot.

She led me by my trousers, by my penis really, pulling 
me behind her like a little kid at the mall and into the 
boys bathroom. A dozen other guys followed us in, of 
course, but nobody was going to say anything. Candi 
probably spent more time in the boys bathroom than she 
did in the girls and the principal didn't even seem to 
care. Maybe because she always ate her lunch in the 
teacher lounge, I wasn't sure.

"Take off your pants, Jack," Candi told me, but I didn't 
know why. She was already on her knees and unbuckling my 
belt all by herself. "I've told you a thousand times, a 
boy your age has to jerk off before breakfast!"

"I know, Mom." I nodded, looking up at the ceiling and 
biting my lip, burning with humiliation.

"That's why I gave you those pictures of me," she 
sighed, unsnapping my jeans and dropping the zipper. 
"You didn't sell them, did you, Jack?"

"N-No, Mom!" I cleared my throat. "I like your pictures 
a lot, but..."

"I guess I'll just have to start jerking you off myse... 
Oh! Jack! What a mess!" Candi clucked her tongue as she 
peeled my briefs down my thighs.

My cock, which hadn't gone soft at all, sprang out 
immediately, slapping my mom's chin with a loud, wet 
shmwap!

"Sorry," I breathed.

"Hey!" Candi said at the same time. "You're not going to 
cum again, are you?"

"Huh?"

"I'd better make sure," she decided, taking my cum 
soaked erection into her warm, wet mouth. I felt my 
knees weaken as her tongue tickled the underside and 
then swirled around the sensitive head.

"Oh! Ummm... Mom!" I shivered and my hands went to her 
head, my fingers digging into her thick, golden hair as 
she slid her lips down the shaft.

"Umph!" Candi opened her throat without much more than a 
soft swallowing noise, and every inch of my penis was 
buried in her beautiful face. Her pert, upturned nose 
poked into my stomach, my balls were tight against her 
chin, and Mom's luscious lips were snug around the very 
root of my aching manhood.

"Oh shit, dude!" Ritchie said.

"I can see it going down!" Mark told everyone. "She 
swallowed his dick!"

"Fuck!" Todd laughed. "She's licking his balls too!"

That was a fact. Even with my cock stretching Candi's 
tight throat, with her moist lips sealed around the base 
of my straining prick, she somehow managed to push out 
her tongue and tickle my semen stained ball sack. If I 
hadn't just blown a huge load five minutes before, I'd 
have totally lost it! Candi's throat muscles seemed to 
ripple around my cock, squeezing the head and shaft. She 
made swallowing noises and I felt the contractions 
tugging at my manhood like the softest, most gentle fist 
imaginable. My mom was the best cocksucker in the world, 
no doubt about it!

"Mmmmwaaah!" She pulled off my cock with a happy gasp, 
flushed and breathing hard.

Candi smiled at me as she moved her head around, playing 
with my glistening cock and letting it rub across her 
cheeks and nose while she held my ass in her hands. She 
tilted her head upward and pursed her lips, dragging a 
long kiss along the underside of my dick until she could 
mouth my balls, washing away the salty spend of my 
earlier orgasm. She took my baby makers in her mouth one 
at a time, rolling them with her tongue, drawing the 
skin of my scrotum tight before letting my testicles pop 
out of her mouth with a distinctive, wet plop.

Then she really went to work, knowing our time was 
short. The bell would ring any minute and Candi never 
started what she couldn't finish! She bobbed her head up 
and down, fucking my cock with her mouth, breathing 
through her nose, and not gagging even once. The girl 
just didn't have a gag reflex. If my cock went too deep, 
she merely swallowed around it, giving me her throat for 
a second. Up and down, back and forth, making loud, 
sloppy noises that filled the bathroom. Spit and pre-cum 
spilled from the corners of her mouth, drooling down her 
chin to drip onto her breasts as they heaved with the 
effort.

"Ahhh... Oh! Mom... I'm gonna cum!" I groaned, trying to 
hold myself back, but Candi had other ideas. She slid 
her middle finger up my tightly clenched ass and tickled 
my prostate, knowing exactly what that would do to me.

"Ulmph!" She swallowed hard and fast, drinking my hot, 
incestuous spunk straight from the tap as I gasped and 
flexed my knees and arched my back, thrusting my cock 
deep inside her sucking mouth.

"Oh God! Please!" I nearly sobbed with the raw joy of 
shooting my cum directly into her tummy. Once again 
Candi had my cock in her throat, and this time she 
wasn't going to pull off until I'd finished. Jesus! That 
little girl could hold her breath!

"Hmmmm..." She sat back on her heels a minute later, 
drinking cool air and smiling up at me. "Feeling better, 
Jack?"

"Y-Yeah, Mom." I nodded, glancing over my shoulder to 
see my three friends sharing whispers and chuckles with 
a bunch of other guys.

"Good!" she said. "Now I can clean up your mess!"

I'd sort of forgotten about that, but Candi hadn't. I 
felt more than a little embarrassed as my mom started 
sucking the cum out of my underwear, but how else was 
she going to do it? Candi would push the cotton inside-
out, taking my briefs into her mouth and washing the 
sperm soaked fabric with her tongue. How well that 
worked, I had no idea, but I didn't stop her. I couldn't 
stop her. Candi did what Candi wanted, and sucking cum 
out of my underwear was one of her sixteen favorite 
things.

Sometimes I thought she made me spill in my shorts on 
purpose, you know?

"Now..." Mom said after five minutes of washing my 
briefs, having pulled them back into place and leaving 
me to fix my pants, "Where's my purse?"

She gave me twenty dollars, my allowance, and quick kiss 
on the lips as the bell for homeroom started ringing.

"Have a nice day, dear!" she said with a cheerful smile 
and a wave of her fingers.

"Okay, Mom," I agreed, nodding and walking a little 
funny because my underwear felt pretty damp, but with 
spit more than semen.

"I wanna fuck your mom so bad!" Ritchie sighed.

"Take a number," I said, knowing I'd have to listen to 
stuff like that all day long.

"I got number seventeen," Mark chuckled. "Right after 
lunch."

"How'd you get that?" Todd frowned, holding up number 
thirty-five.

"I bought it off Dave," he said. "Thirty bucks."

"You paid thirty bucks?" I rolled my eyes.

"Fuck! It's worth it," Ritchie said. "I'll give you 
forty for it."

"No way, dude!" Mark laughed, putting his ticket in his 
wallet. "If I don't fuck her today, my balls are gonna 
explode!"

"No shit!" Todd agreed. "Man! That chick's so hot!"

"You're so lucky, man!" Ritchie told me. "You got no 
idea!"

"Right!" I laughed unhappily. "I bet I do!"

They didn't understand why I wasn't all excited about 
Candi, but they didn't know what it was like. My mom was 
the biggest slut in school, maybe in the whole city, and 
that might have been fine for them, but I loved her. I 
mean, she's my mom, you know? Sometimes I really wished 
my dad hadn't built that regression machine and I really 
wished he hadn't tried it out on Mom first. I bet Dad 
was sorry he let his thirteen-year-old slut of a wife 
use it on him too, but how sorry can a two-year-old be?

Mom swore it was an accident.

At least Grandma was happy and she loved babysitting Dad 
while Mom was in school. Grandpa wasn't too thrilled, 
but only because the machine had broken down and nobody 
could fix it... except Dad. When he got older again, I 
mean. Gramps had been looking forward to being sixteen 
again, but now he just grumped a lot and he'd look at 
Dad and say, "Hurry up, George!"

But that never did any good. All Grandpa could do was 
wait and Dad didn't seem to be in any hurry to grow up.

The End

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