A Good Son Ch. 04

She was wearing a brightly coloured cheongsam with a split up the side and as she stepped forward it revealed her leg from her ankle to the top of her thigh. I wondered if she had any panties on. She kissed Mother on both cheeks and then took my hand.

She looked deep into my eyes and gave me a smouldering look that she had probably been practicing. "Anthony," she purred seductively, "I'm so looking forward to our time together."

I replied, "So am I."

Her son had been standing slightly behind her and stepped forward. Debra said, "This is my son David."

He was about five feet five and wearing white slacks and a quilted red jacket. His hair was parted down the centre and he had spats on his shoes. He was obviously trying to be someone from the roaring twenties but he was missing the long cigarette holder. He looked what he turned out to be; a complete twat.

He descended the steps slowly and posed dramatically in front of Mother. As he linked his fingers across his chest he said throatily, "Emma, you are a vision of desire." I stifled an impulse to laugh.

He put his arms around Mother and kissed her on each cheek. Then he slid his hands down to her buttocks and I saw her jump slightly, so he must have squeezed. Her eyes flicked sideways to me and her lips pursed as if she was about to giggle.

The house was magnificent but hardly cosy and we were given a tour. Everything looked priceless and probably was. There were massive chandeliers and heavily framed paintings on the walls. The dining table would have sat a dozen people and probably cost more than my car.

There was champagne on ice and we sat in the spacious lounge sipping from crystal flutes. Debra opened a glass box and took out a joint. She lit it and inhaled deeply before passing it to me. I took a quick drag and passed to Mother who declined, so I gave to David. There were other boxes on the table and Debra waved her hand over them with a lofty, "There's coke, ecstasy or something stronger if you so desire it."

I considered the situation. The profession of the woman was to preserve the law. She had probably prosecuted loads of poor bastards who had been caught with a couple of ounces of grass, but she had on offer every known drug.

Not only that, she was about to present her cunt to someone less than half her age that she had known for a total of ten minutes. If that was not enough, she was encouraging her teenage son to fuck a woman who was more than twice his age and to whom he had just been introduced. She was clearly not a person of pure morals."

It had not escaped me that Mother and I were about to do exactly the same thing.

Debra said to Mother, "Shall we go and freshen up?" They left the room and David moved to an adjacent chair. I didn't really want him that close to me.

With a leering smile he said, "To start with, Mummy likes plenty of attention to her breasts and nipples."

I thought, Mummy? Is he for real? I said casually, "So you fuck her do you?"

He looked taken aback. "God yes; we've been doing it for yonks and much more of course since Daddy went off with his secretary."

I had no idea how long 'yonks' was and I decided not to ask.

He went on, "Mummy taught me how to masturbate."

I wondered why anyone would need lessons to masturbate.

He said, "You have sex with Emma don't you?"

It annoyed me that he referred to her as Emma, but I answered coolly, "Not everyone fucks their own mother."

With another leer he said, "How about a few tips. I want to give her a jolly good seeing to."

I felt my fist clench. I am not normally an aggressive person but at that moment I became aware of the possibility that I would punch him in the face before the day was over.

I said quietly, "Just work it out for yourself." He sank back in the chair seemingly disappointed.

The women came back and Mother was looking nervous. Debra said, "Come along everyone; let's go to the games room."

The games room had neither a Pool nor a Snooker table but there was a bar and a couple of large three-seater couches. The couches probably converted into beds.

There were some strange looking chairs that had straps attached and hanging from the walls were a variety of implements unmistakably associated with sadomasochism.

They could forget that as far as I was concerned.

One thing was clearly obvious; we were not their first visitors.

Debra led me to one of the couches and said, "Please make yourself comfortable Anthony."

She stood in front of me and with great drama, slowly unbuttoned her cheongsam. She let it slide to the floor and yes, she was naked underneath.

If ever I had seen an expensive boob job I was looking at one right then. They were probably a thirty-eight and the nipples looked as if they had been welded on. They were certainly defying gravity and if I had been a tit man I would have been in heaven. Actually I'm a thighs and buttocks man.

For her age she was in good shape and probably had a personal trainer. I looked down and her pubic hair was trimmed in the shape of heart. It looked silly but she obviously thought it was erotic.

Without taking her eyes from mine she got slowly down on her knees and reached for my zipper. She was staring straight into my eyes with the same smouldering look that she was trying to perfect. As she reached inside she got a handful of floppy dick.

"Dear oh dear," she murmured, "we will have to do something about this." Still with eye contact, she put her mouth over it and with one sucking motion took it all in like a thick strand of spaghetti. I have to say she was good and in no time she had seven and three-quarter inches standing proudly. She then proceeded to pump it vigorously with one hand to make sure.

I stole a look at the other couch and Mother was leaning back with her legs drawn up and her knees wide apart. Her panties were on the floor and David was licking her pussy in a continuous upward motion as if it was an ice-lolly. She had her eyes closed and I was unable to tell if she was enjoying it.

Debra saw me looking and got to her feet. With a mysterious smile she murmured, "Come with me."

Wriggling her bottom seductively she led the way out of the room and I followed still fully dressed and with my cock poking out horizontally.

We went along the hall and entered a bedroom that contained a huge four-poster. Looking up into the canopy, I could see that the ceiling was one entire mirror. Directly on the wall opposite was a television screen. She climbed onto the bed and posed seductively with one hand on her hip. She patted the area beside her and said throatily, "Strip off and lie here my darling, I can see that you like to watch."

I dropped my clothes on the floor and joined her. She immediately grabbed my cock and started sucking it again. At the same time she put her fingers on her pussy and started frigging herself. The sucking was quite pleasant so I let her continue.

After a few minutes she removed my cock from her mouth and pointed a remote at the screen. There must have been cameras covering every inch of the games room because as she kept pushing buttons, I saw the other two from every possible angle. She even zoomed in to fill the screen with Mother's pussy.

They were both now naked and he was leaning back and offering his cock to her. Knowing that it was a new experience to her, I was interested to observe how she performed.

She was certainly not going to have any trouble getting it in her mouth because its dimensions matched the rest of him. She started sucking and it looked like she was doing a good job.

Debra took my hand and put it on her pussy and then re-gripped my cock. She was not very wet and I wondered if she was having a hormone problem. I started to caress her clitoris and she made little moaning noises.

After a few minutes I leaned over and began to suck one of her nipples. I estimated that I had about twenty grand's worth in my mouth. Her moans became groans so I got between her thighs and lifted up her legs and put one on each of my shoulders. As I began to use my tongue she gasped, "God but you're good."

Her pussy was still not very wet and she was aware of it. She reached into a drawer and took out a jar of pussy lubricant. She said, "When you're ready you can use some of this if you like." I had already made up my mind what I intended to do so the lube was going to be useful.

As a test, I put a finger against her anus and gently pushed. She immediately flinched and said, "Sorry Darling but don't go there."

That's good I thought, because that's exactly where you are going to get it. I asked, "Have you never been fucked up the arse?"

She gave a little smirk. "No I think it might be painful and it certainly wouldn't be very ladylike."

I took a finger full of lube and smeared it on her cunt. I had quite a good hard on and I slipped in easily. She said in her pseudo-sexy voice, "Oh that feels so wonderful Darling." I wondered how many cocks she was comparing mine with?

As I looked up I noticed that there was also a mirror at the back of the bed so I could look in the opposite direction but still see the screen clearly. David was now on top of Mother and his chubby little arse was going up and down like a woodpecker's beak.

Yes I was angry because it should have been me.

Debra had her legs on my shoulders and was gasping and groaning as I thrust hard into her. I reached for another finger full of lube and as I pulled my cock out she gave a little moan of disappointment. I lifted her buttocks up higher and smeared the lube on her arsehole. She immediately asked with a squeak of alarm, "What on earth are you doing Anthony?"

I said calmly, "You're either going to enjoy this or you're not." I put my cock against her anus and pushed firmly.

She had certainly not been fucked there before because it was very tight. My cock has considerable girth and I had difficulty in getting the first inch of it inside her. I applied more pressure and suddenly the rest of it slid in quickly.

She gave a yelp and screamed, "You bastard," but it was feeling really good so I started to pump it into her at a furious pace. She began to shriek and pound her fists on my back while her legs kicked helplessly.

There must have been a microphone in the room because suddenly the door burst open and David appeared by the bedside. In his stupid voice he said, "I say old chap what in heaven's name are you doing to my Mummy?"

Still thumping away I replied casually, "What does it look like? I'm fucking your Mummy up the arse and I suggest you piss off otherwise I might stick it up yours."

Mother was standing behind with her hand over her mouth but I couldn't tell if she was in shock or laughing.

I suddenly realised that Debra had stopped screaming. I looked down and she had her fingers on her pussy and was rubbing it vigorously. Her eyes were closed and she was breathing harshly through an open mouth.

My attempt to humiliate her was failing because the stupid bitch was actually enjoying it. I suddenly realised that I was also enjoying it because I was about to come. I tried to put a vicious snarl in my voice when I growled, "You had better get ready for this Debra because I'm going to squirt everything I've got straight up your arse."

That didn't frighten her either because she gasped, "Yes, please do it."

I pushed my cock in as far as I could and ejaculated. As I started spurting into her, she must have felt it because she was gouging her fingers into her pussy and gasping repeatedly, "Oh God, oh God."

She was definitely having a big orgasm because every time a wave of pleasurable pain pulsed through her, so her sphincter simultaneously squeezed my cock.

Finally it was all over and I rolled off and on to my back. David was still standing there with his little dick hanging down. He said tearfully, "Are you all right Mummy?"

Debra was lying with her eyes closed and tentatively feeling her anus. Without opening her eyes she said irritably, "Oh go away David."

I looked at Mother and she was standing with her hands on her hips and slowly shaking her head accusingly at me. I found myself smiling because sex can be really good fun sometimes.

When we were leaving, Debra said she would enjoy it if we visited again but David seemed doubtful.

On the way home I asked Mother, "Well did the earth move for you?"

Mother was not happy and snapped, "Oh shut up; he was pathetic. His cock was tiny but I was actually beginning to enjoy it when suddenly he came and that was the end of it. He got embarrassed and said he didn't usually come that quickly with his Mummy. I was just about to finish the job myself when I heard the hullabaloo coming from your room."

I felt spitefully pleased that her experience had been a disappointment and we continued the journey in silence.

Eventually she leaned sideways and put her head on my shoulder. Her fingers strayed to my lap and gently brushed over the bulge in my pants. She said quietly, "You know when you were about to head back home and I said I would make you're life a misery if you did."

"Yes?"

She squeezed the bulge gently. "Well if you don't do something about my frustration soon, then I will."