King of the Cul-De-Sac Ch. 02

Before I finish with the clothes I feel my orgasm coming. I grab her dark red hair and order her, "Now swallow it all, whore." Then I cum. My mother quickly gobbling down all my jizz.

I make her put back on the slutty clothes she came in. Then we go to the counter to pay.

We walk out to the car with two big bags of 'appropriate' clothes for my mom.

"Doing good whore." I tell her when she is behind the wheel. I reach under her skimpy shirt and give her tits each a squeeze. Then I give her directions to our next destination.

I think I saw when my parents marriage ended. I can't help but think of when I saw that asshole slap her as we drive.

I had been catching my mom more and more in the nude. Since that night in the church. I didn't even have to try.

Her towel would accidentally drop. Or she would rush to the kitchen in the nude to get something from her purse.

I doubt she even knew she was doing it. I'm sure now part of her wanted to be caught. To be seen.

My peeping on her had found her masturbating on more than one occasion. Something I'd never seen her do before.

I had found that mom left the adjoining door to the master bath open when she took a shower. If I snuck into her bedroom and hid in dads closet I could see all the way through to the shower. Then have a great view as she got dressed.

That day I was watching from my usual spot. This time I had a special treat. Mom had come home and said she was going to take a shower and a short nap. I was able to sneak in before she even got to her bedroom.

I watched as she stood before her vanity. Unbuttoning her ankle length dress. Slowly revealing more and more of her plain with bra.

Then she shimmied out of her dress. The cloth dropping to the floor. Mom stood there only in her underwear. I'd seen sexier online, but this was right in front of me. Her big round ass was turned mostly to me, but I had a good view of her chest in the mirror.

She reached behind her and unclasped her bra. Her big tits flopping out as she pulled it off. Then she quick, pulled down her panties. A strip show just for me.

She looked so cute turning this way and that. Checking her naked body out in the mirror. Lifting up her big tits and squeezing her asscheeks.

Then she walked into the bathroom and started the shower. Stepping in when the water got warm and closing the glass door that offered no privacy.

I watch as she lathers soap all over her body. Her hands caressing her breasts, rubbing her ass, exploring her crotch. Did her fingers linger just a bit too long at her cunny?

She pulled down the shower head to clean the soap off. Spraying all over her body. Then returning to her crotch. I watched as she put one foot up on the shower bench and placed a hand on the wall to steady herself. She moaned as the shower head sprayed its water directly on her cunt.

She played in the shower like that for a couple minutes. When she could take it no more she shut the water off. She didn't even hang the head back up as she rushed out.

She spread a couple towels on the bed. Then grabs something from her underwear drawer.

She lifted it up to her neck, I couldn't see at first.

A dog collar! Mom was putting on a dirty dog collar!

She held the leash in one hand and a vibrating dildo in her other as she walked to the bed. She hooked the leash on one of the bed posts and climbed up.

Mom got to her hands and knees. Practically looking right at me. Her beautiful tits dangling down. She pulled back so the leash was taut, but not strangling her. As if someone held it.

She reached between her legs with the vibrator. I couldn't see what she did, but I knew when it entered her. Mom's whole body shivered, and her face lit up.

She began to rock slightly as she fucked herself. Her cheeks beginning to flush from the pleasure. She began to tremble as her orgasm approached

That's when dad walked in.

"What in the name of god are you doing?" He blurted.

"Ted! Oh no!" Mom tried to stand but was still chained to the bed. She simply flipped to her back.

"Amanda! You whore!" Dad yelled.

"No! N...no. I...I thought you would like it." She unhooked her leash from the bed and scooted to the edge.

Her eyes downcast, mom offered him the handle of the leash. "I...I'm your little slave girl. You can do whatever you wish to me."

She got caught. Now she was laying it all on the line. Vulnerable. Offering her deepest desires to her husband.

He slapped her. Not like the pastor. Not like I would later, out of ownership and love.

He slapped her with disgust. Then he simply walked out.

She fell on the bed crying.

Later when she had fallen asleep, I snuck back out.

We pulled up to our next stop. A dirty looking strip mall. There was an 'under five bucks' store, a liquor store, a tattoo shop, and a sign that simply read Bud's.

We head into Bud's I notice the windows are blacked out. Only local band flyers to break the monotony.

We step through the double set of doors into the interior. A large showroom of sex toys. The walls were covered in dildos, fake pussies, whips, chains, just about anything you could imagine. What wasn't on the walls were on the rows of shelves. Or in the counter near the door. Toward the end of the room there was space set aside for floor models of sex swings, a bdsm pommel horse, and a stocks.

A fat, greasy man stood behind the counter. He gave me a grin, and mom a leer as we walked in.

Near the counter another fat man was molesting a girl my age. He looked like a pudgy rat.

She was cute. With blond hair and nice pair of breasts under a grey T-shirt. Like mom she was braless. I could tell because the fat man behind her had her shirt hiked up revealing one D-cup tit that he was groping.

As he drooled on her neck, his other hand was crammed down her grey runners-shorts. I could see the movement of his fingers right at her crotch.

For her part she seemed to be getting off from the ugly guy's attentions.

There was also a fat woman stocking the shelves. Probably three hundred pounds. With short blond hair. She wore a lace thong that revealed her whole wide ass. An ass topped by a tramp-stamp. Two naked fairies held up a banner that said 'whore wife'.

She also wore white stockings, and a see through tube top that showcased her massive tits. G-cups probably.

"You Brian?" The guy behind the counter asks.

"Yeah, you're Bud?" I answer.

"Yup. Go ahead 'n look around." He tells me. "Girl, best stop playin with Harold and help a pay'n customer."

The teen pushes the rat-faced guy away and heads over to us.

"I'm Tammy. If you have any questions I'm happy to help." She motions to the nearest wall of sex toys.

We slowly make our way around the room. Tammy explaining how stuff is used. In graphic detail. Often with an anecdote about a customer using it on her.

Mom was scandalized by Tammy's stories.

We finish our tour around the room.

I turn to my mom. "You will go pick out four toys. Something to fit your whore needs."

She looks me in the eyes. I can see that she knows this is her next test. Another step to her permanent status as mommy-whore. Part of her knew all along they today was about training her to accept her proper place.

It feels like we look at each other for a while, but it was probably just seconds. She loses the test of wills and looks away first. Wandering off to pick something out.

Tammy rubs her hot body up against me. I happily put an arm around her and grab her cute ass as we watch my mom.

As everyone watches my mom. Rat-faced guy wiping drool from his chin, as he rubs his crotch.

Finally she comes back. "I picked these out, sir." The title sending excited shivers through my body. She holds her hands out, with her head lowered.

She had a dog collar and leash. The word slut engraved in the leather. There is a leather wrist cuff, a leather paddle, and a set of anal beads.

"Very good." I tell her. She looks at me with a slight smile. I take the items and set them on the counter. "Now, while we are here, why don't we try out that stocks."

She looks at the other people nervously. But follows obediently to the back of the shop.

The fat woman is there waiting. She lifts the top half. "Just settle yourself right in honey." She tells mom.

She hesitates then lowers her head and wrists onto the cutout holes. The woman lowers the top and locks it in place trapping her. Mom's head and hands sticking through the wood. Leaving her completely vulnerable.

I sit on a couch in front of her and slightly to the side. Straight in front is a large mirror on the wall. Set so that the prisoner in the stocks can see whatever is being done to the rear of them.

Specifically she can see the greasy shop owner stepping up behind her. His fat wife grinning at my mom.

"B...Brian? Please." Mom begs as Tammy comes to sit next to me.

"Please what whore?" I say frowning.

I can see the realization on her face. Her head drops as she says, "Please use your whore as you wish."

I grin as Tammy slides a hand in my jeans.

Mom moans slightly as bud yanks down her shorts. She obediently spreads her legs as he reaches between her thighs. I see her flinch when his fingers grab her pussy.

"Mmm, nice. Already wet. Your bitch is really responsive." He says. Unbuckling his pants and pulling his dick out.

She grunts as he shoves his cock into her.

"Look up mother. I want you to watch him fucking you. I want you to see what a whore you are." I tell her. Tammy softly stroking my rock hard cock.

She looks up, her body shaking as the fat man thrusts into her. With a grin he reaches beneath her. His hands moving under her shirt to grab her dangling tits. She seems mesmerized by the sight in the mirror. The sight of her being fucked by a stranger.

Tammy has pulled my dick out and now her face is in my lap. Sucking and licking my hard rod.

"May I?" The big fat blond woman asks. Motioning to mom.

"Be my guest." I tell her.

She smiles and pulls off her thong. Her fat pussy as bald as my mother's. She pulls a little stool in front of the stocks. Then she steps up one foot on the stool, the other on a little ledge jutting from the side of the wooden contraption.

She grips the stocks above mom to steady herself. Then she thrusts her crotch in moms face. "Start licking bitch." The blond orders.

Given the way the fat woman moans, mom must be dutifully pleasuring her with her tongue. Shoving it submissively into that fat cunt.

I grab and yank off Tammy's shirt. She gasps excitedly and bites her lip as I pull at her shorts.

I find her pussy is nice and shaved too, as her shorts move down her legs.

Tammy spreads her legs for me. I grin at her then lightly slap her pussy. She closes her eyes and moans as I punish her twat. Not rough, just enough to sting.

I smile when I hear mom crying out in orgasm. "Unh! Oh god! Fuck! I'm a whore! I'm a mommy whore!" She cries. Then I can hear her slurping the woman's fat cunt again.

I shove a couple fingers up Tammy's wet twat to make sure she is ready for me. Not that there was any real question.

I pull the teen to the edge of the couch, and drop my pants. She squeals happily as I thrust deep into her tight fuck hole. I grab her neck, not squeezing just giving her a bit of pressure. Then I slap her tits with my free hand as I thrust.

The blond girl grabs her own hair and moans her pleasure loudly.

I can hear Bud behind me. He grunts as he shoots a load of cum in my mom.

Tammy starts shivering as her own orgasm hits her. About the same time her big fat whore mother cums while my mom eats her out.

Looking over my shoulder while I fuck the blond teen, I see the big woman step away. Cunt juice glistening all over my whore mother's face.

Bud steps in front of her with his soft, slimy cock.

"Clean it up bitch." He tells her. She dutifully licks and sucks cum off his dick.

The rat-faced guy comes over. "Hey bud? It ok if I get a piece?"

The big man motions to me. "Ask him. She's his whore."

"Sure. Knock yourself out." I say. I can see mom watching me as I fuck Tammy. I grin at her before turning back to the teen.

I hear a couple spanks as the ugly man slaps moms ass. Then she moans as the repulsive Harold fucks her. No doubt she is watching her own degrading sex. Better than any video on the internet.

I moan as I cum. My jizz filling Tammy's cunt. When I pull out she drops to her knees and sucks me clean.

Breathing heavily, I watch as mom is fucked by Harold. Her disgust for the man palpable on her face. But so was her rising orgasm. She grimaces as he squeezed her tits too hard. Still her face was growing flush.

"Oh! Oh god!" She orgasms to the awful man's attentions. Panting as he continues fucking and abusing her. Slapping her round ass when he isn't pinching and tugging on her tits.

I walk up to the counter to pay for the toys mom picked out. Adding a rubber flogger, and a blindfold to the mix. Tammy said it would sting without hurting too much.

I pay with the nude teen hanging off me her hand under my shirt caressing my nipple.

Bud grins at me as he rings me up. "Satisfied customer?" He asks.

I can hear my mother gasping at the end of the store as she is fucked. "Very." I grin back.

Soon we are back in the car. I let mom sit in the passenger seat while I drove. She looked exhausted.

I remember the divorce.

Mom couldn't find what she needed from dad. He went to stay with his brother when they split up. I was eighteen so there wasn't going to be any trouble about splitting me. But mom was going to get nearly nothing.

She had been masterbating every day. I was often able to watch.

One Saturday afternoon she had this look on her face. Like a hunger. She told me she was heading to church.

Taking a chance, I hid in the back seat and waited for her to go in. She must have sat in the church parking lot for ten minutes.

I snuck around outside until I found a window that looked in on where she was.

The pastor's office.

She was sitting and talking to him. Probably about the divorce, I thought.

Then they both stood and he walked around his desk. He made her bend over. Her elbows on the hard wood.

When he lifted her dress there were no big, flower print panties this time. She had sexy red lace underwear. A black garter, with matching thigh high stockings.

The bony old man rubbed her big ass for a bit before grabbing his ruler. I could hear her yelps of pain through the window as he spanked her with it.

The look on her face was joy. Happier than she had been since that day dad had caught her.

He pulled her dress all the way off, revealing her red lace semi-cup bra. Too small to cover her nipples.

I could see he was talking. No doubt berating her as he pinched her little buds. Mom gasping at the pain. Me with my hand in my pants in the bushes.

Slowly I jerked my cock as the pastor abused my mom in the way she needed. Slapping her, pinching her, spanking her, and calling her names.

I jizzed my pants when he came on her face. Mom kneeling before him, licking up his cum.

After that she visited church a couple times a week. She was so much happier.

Then pastor Chuck passed away.

Mom was devastated.

I did what I could to help her out of her funk, but it wasn't until we started looking to a place to move to that she got better. Throwing herself into the search.

And now? Now her journey would be complete. She would be my mommy whore.

When we got home I told mom to take another shower. Then I made a call.

Teddy was a guy from the neighborhood. I'd recognized him when we were moving in. He was in a couple of my classes. He was playing with a radio control car in his driveway, and couldn't take his eyes off my mom. Sweaty in her clinging clothes.

He was nerdy, awkward, and pudgy. Eighteen, and seemed like an ok dude. Horny of course.

"Yeah get a couple of your friends together. Sure anytime." I told him, then I hung up.

When she was dry I made my whore put on a little blue silk nighty. Her D-cup tits practically spilled out the top, and it didn't quite cover her ass. I also had her put on a matching blue thong.

I led her downstairs into a living room full of teens. There were seven boys. Other guys Teddy knew from the university. They had been told to be quiet or there would be no fun and games.

Mom looked at me, shocked. I shrug. "Crawl to each of them and pull out their cocks and give their dicks a kiss." I order her.

She looks mortified at the sinfulness of it. But she gets to her hands and knees. Crawling to the nearest teen as the boys laugh and cheer.

I grin as she opens the boy's pants. Her thong covered ass basically bare for our viewing pleasure.

"Oh yeah!" The boy says excitedly as my mom takes a long lick of his teen dick. She kisses the tip a few times before moving to the next boy.

The second boy gets the same treatment. The third boy gives her ass a good swat as she crawls away from him. Causing her to yip! in surprise. The boys laughing at her humiliation.

As she finishes kissing and licking dicks, I grab a chair from the dining room. Along with her leather cuffs, and the blindfold.

"Ok, whore. Take off your nighty." She pulls the silk cloth off, the boys cheering. "Now sit." I motion to the chair.

When she does I gently pull her hands behind the back. Shackling them together.

"Brian." She says nervously.

"Whores don't ask why. They just spread their legs and take it." I tell her, slipping the blindfold over her eyes. "Alright boys. Time to touch some real titties."

The boys move in. Mom shakes her head back and forth, but can't see anything. The boys reaching out and squeezing her big breasts.

She starts to moan at their touch. Obviously turned on at the attention.

"Go ahead and help her with her panties." I tell them.

The boys joyfully yank her thong off as she gasps. She spreads her whore legs without being asked, I notice.

"How's your first real pussy, boys?" I ask them. To a round of 'great! Awsome!' My mother looks flushed in her excitement. These boys can do anything they want to her. She has no say in the matter.

"Go ahead and touch her like you want to touch all those girls that won't let you." I tell them. Subtly implying they can get a little rough with her.

She gasps as their fingers grope her. Squeezing and pinching her big tits. One boy tugs on her dark red hair. Someone reaches under her to squeeze her ass.

She squirms as unfamiliar fingers toy with her pussy. They rub her twat. Pinch and tug at her pussy lips. Finally Teddy sticks a finger in her wet cunt. "Dude! I'm finger banging a slut!" He says excitedly.

"Uunh! Not so rough." Mom says.

"Sometimes you gotta slap a whore to remind her of her place." I instruct.

With the tacit permission, Teddy gives my mom an open hand slap on her freckled cheek. "Shut up, slut!" He tells her excitedly.

"Stick the fingers you were fucking her with in her mouth. She will suck on them. She will taste her own pussy." I tell them.

Teddy does so. Another boy sticking his fingers in her twat. Mom sucks the teen's fingers obediently.

The boys take turns feeding her pussy juice. Everyone jamming their digits into her wet cunt and then her mouth.

Finally I help the boys pull her off the chair. We make her kneel in front of the couch. Her arms still behind her back.

I let teddy go first. Joyfully he rams his cock in my mom's pussy. Her face pushed into the couch cushion as he fucks her.

He doesn't last long. Filling her with his slimy jizz. He is quickly replaced by the next teen.

"That was awesome." He tells me.