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I shrugged, "She wouldn't take no for an answer."

"You poor boy," she mocked, swirling her tongue around the head of my cock head.

A minute later, she continued, falling back onto the bed and sliding her left leg slowly down her right, "Your sister says you have a fetish for nylons."

"Guilty," I admitted, mesmerized by her stocking-clad legs and feet.

"Ever had a foot job," the seductive MILF asked.

"No," I answered, never taking my eyes off her red stockings and blue painted toenails.

"Then obviously you have never had a nylon foot job," she purred, wiggling her toes.

"No," I mindlessly answered, completely drawn in to Payal's every seductive word.

"Well time to change that," she decided, repositioning herself so both her feet were on my cock. Slowly she put her feet together and began masturbating my cock with her silky feet.

The feeling was unreal and I worried that I would come without ever getting a chance to fuck her. Plus, her legs bent as she gave me a stocking foot job, which gave me a perfect view of her trimmed pussy. I was in heaven. My head bounced like a yo-yo from her toenails to her pussy, back and forth, in sexual A.D.D. heaven.

After a few minutes, I decided it was time to take control. "If I recall correctly you promised your ass to me, Payal."

She gave me a scowl that send a chill up my spine, "Now after all we have done and are about to do...don't you think it's time to you started calling me Vivian...or do you prefer slut?"

Relieved I replied, "Answer me Vivian...did my slut promise me her ass or not?"

"Did I?" she asked, flirtatiously, moving her left foot up to my mouth.

I took her toes on my mouth, one by one, another fantasy becoming a reality. Once I had pleasured each toe individually, she offered me her other foot and I replicated the concentrated pleasuring of her toes.

"You really are one kinky little nerd," she said, her other foot sliding underneath my shirt and onto my chest.

"You're one slutty little MILF neighbor," I retorted.

"Are you ready to ring in the New Year with a bang?" She asked.

I looked at the clock. It was 11:58. "On all fours," I demanded, joining her on the bed.

"Hmmm, I like a man who knows what he wants," she smiled, obeying my command.

"This man wants your ass," I said firmly as I positioned myself behind her perfectly curved ass.

"Then take it," she replied, looking back at me over her shoulder.

I rubbed my cock up and down her pussy lips to teased, "Wrong hole baby."

I laughed as I positioned my cock between her ass cheeks. Slowly I pushed forward and after a brief resistance, my cockhead slipped inside her amazing tightness.

She whimpered, "Happy New Year."

The clock said 12:00. I responded, my cock now fully inside her ass, "Happy New Year to you too, my new slut."

 

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She turned her head and said, "I'm your slut now, am I?"

I moved my cock slowly out and back in as I replied, "Yes, my ass slut, my MILF toy and my accomplice in the seduction of my mom."

"Ooooooooh," she moaned as I began to slowly move in and out of her ass. "You want to be a mother fucker too do you?"

"I'm already a sister fucker," I quipped back.

"Touché," she laughed as I continued slow strokes inside her amazingly tight ass.

"So you will help?" I asked.

"Of course, the thought of your mom eating pussy is hot, but the thought of her eating Malavika while you pound her back door is fucking delicious," she answered.

"Fuck you're hot," I grunted.

"Enough chit-chat stud, now fuck my ass," she demanded.

Deciding to make sure she understood who was in charge, I ordered, "Actually my slut, fuck yourself on my cock."

"You bad boy," she purred, obeying my order and beginning to back her ass onto my cock.

I thought the sex with Malavika, Anu and Shriya was amazing, but that had not prepared me for the pleasure Payal was currently giving me. Her ass was like a milking device, bringing such tightness that it didn't compare to anything I had experienced this past week. Even though I had come twice in just over an hour and a half, my balls were bubbling in only a few minutes.

"Shit, Payal, I don't know what you are doing with your ass but I am not going to last long," I moaned.

"Fill my ass with your cum, baby," she moaned back, slamming her ass even harder back on me.

"Fuck," I grunted, a few strokes later as I shot my load deep in my MILF slut's bowels.

"Yeeeees," she screamed, her orgasm apparently triggered by having her ass filled with cum.

A couple minutes transpired as each of us allowed our orgasms to cascade through us.

Finally, I pulled out and crashed on the bed beside her. She rolled onto her side too and smiled, "Well, Malavika didn't lie, you really have a nice cock."

"You have a pretty amazing ass," I countered.

"So I should probably be getting back to my party," she smiled.

"With my cum leaking out of your ass," I pointed out.

"I suppose so," she answered, her smile so naughty I instantly wanted to fuck her again.

"Next time your husband can watch," I quipped, confident in my power over her already.

"He will like that," Payal replied, leaning in for a kiss.

A minute later, her cell rang. Getting up, she walked to the dresser and sighed, "It's Tyson." She didn't answer it, but said, "Well, I guess our little rendezvous is over for now."

"I still have one more hole to fill yet," I replied.

She seemed surprised by my answer. She looked at the clock and down to my still very hard cock. "You are really ready for a forth load so soon?"

"I'm young and virile," I shrugged, walking to her.

"Can we save this for another day?" she asked, as I cupped her breast in my hand.

"Is that what you want?" I asked.

"Damn you," she smiled, "Meatloaf said two out of three ain't bad, but of course three out of three is even better."

I lifted her up, put her on the dresser, and spread her legs as she purred, "Oh my."

 

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"Time for some sweet American pie," I quipped, lowering myself between her legs and diving into her cunt.

"This is not the quickie I had in mind," she moaned, as my tongue began exploring her wetness.

"I am in no hurry, my pet," I responded, enjoying causing her a bit of anxiety.

"So I see," she whimpered, my tongue having the anticipated impact.

I really did take my time, exploring every millimetre of her pussy with my tongue. Her breathing after a few minutes of slow tease began to increase so I went to her clit and nibbled on it while sliding a finger inside her wetness.

"Oh yes, baby, finger-fuck my cunt," she begged, as I pumped one, then two fingers inside her cunt.

"Come for me my slut," I demanded, wanting to taste her cum leaking out of her and into my mouth.

"Oh God, oh God, Oh Gooooooooood," she screamed, a moment later as she obeyed my command and her juices flooded out of her and onto my lips, tongue and mouth.

I lapped and lapped for another minute or two, her orgasm still trembling through her, before I pulled my fingers out and put them to her mouth. She didn't hesitate as she sucked her own juices while I positioned my cock at her pussy.

As she sucked my fingers like they were a cock, I pushed forward into her volcanic warmth. "Hmmmmmm," she moaned, although I was unsure if it was from her own juices or my cock penetrating her making her moan.

The phone rang again, but she ignored it as I continue slow, deep strokes.

I don't know how long I slowly fucked her enjoying another long held in fantasy becoming a reality until she whimpered, "Get on the bed baby, I want to ride that big cock of yours."

I lifted her off the dresser, and impressing even myself, carried her to the bed, my cock never completely leaving her warmth.

On the bed, she pushed me onto my back, straddled me and devoured my cock with her pussy. She milked my cock with an ability that only comes with experience. Time again stood still until she moaned, "Come in my cunt, baby," bouncing up and down taking all of my cock deep inside her.

"I'm close," I groaned, knowing I was close to an explosion.

"Yes, baby, fill Mommy with your cum," she moaned, adding, "just like you will be doing to your mother soon."

 

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"Fuck," I moaned, a few strokes later as another orgasm shuttered through me as she milked my cum inside her cunt, the idea of my Mom filling my head.

Getting off me, Payal said, "Well, that was fun."

"Indeed," I smirked, watching her stand up.

"I really need to get back to my party," she said.

I looked at the clock, it was 12:45. "I imagine you do."

Getting dressed, she said, "Any time you are in town, sexy."

"You have a task to finish between now and then," I reminded her.

"Don't worry, the seduction is already well under way. By the time you return your mom will be an experienced cunt-muncher," she promised.

"How do you know?" I asked, not believing it possible.

"Trust me, your mother is not as innocent as she seems," she winked heading out of the room.

I laid back on the bed my head spinning with what is easily the best holiday ever. Unfortunately, once I had a taste of what I had been missing all these years, I was addicted. I had Malavika and Anu and Shriya and now Payal my long time fantasy MILF...but I still had one more mountain to climb...my mother (two if you included Rashmika).

to be continued..

 

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#Malvika Sharma -- A Bitch Sister 4

The afternoon matinee with Rashmika went really well, and after I returned to college, we texted daily, Skyped weekly and, although we weren't officially dating, we were definitely intrigued and attracted to each other.

I love how cute she is... I love how smart she is... I love how we have so much in common.

Meanwhile, I couldn't get the last thing Payal had said on New Year's Eve out of mind, "Trust me, your mother is not as innocent as she seems."

My sister, Malavika, and Payal were working together to add Mom to the lesbian society of submissives and Payal and I visited on Skype once a week where she updated me on her progress and we enjoyed some play time.

It was mid-February when Payal revealed, "Task accomplished."

"No way," I said, never believing that she would be able to get Mom, even though both Malavika and Payal were confident it was a sure thing.

"Want pictures or video?" my MILF pet asked, with a wicked smile.

"Both," I replied, calling her bluff.

"What a dirty boy," she purred, as she unbuttoned her blouse.

"Says the dirty slut," I countered.

"Get your slut off and I'll send you pictures and video," she offered, as she took off her blouse.

"No," I firmly shook my head. "Send me the pictures and video now and then you may get rewarded."

"Fine," she sighed, obeying like the submissive slut she was.

"I don't like that tone, slut," I pointed out.

"Sorry, sir," she immediately apologized, knowing that the last time she had annoyed me I hung up on her and made her complete a task (get her pathetic husband to come on her face and then go and get groceries before she could clean herself up... all while taking a few selfies) before letting her back in my good graces. "Please give your slut a couple of minutes."

"Good girl," I purred, knowing positive reinforcement was important to her.

I waited, believing she must have seduced my Mom, but still shocked and, of course, incredibly intrigued.

She said, after a couple of minutes, "Pictures are sent."

I was just about to scold her for taking too long when I was alerted I had a text message. So I grabbed my phone, giddy with excitement, and clicked on the text.

"Oh my," I said out loud to myself, not ready for what I was about to see.

There were five pictures:

- One of my Mom on her knees between a pair of black nylon clad legs

- One close up of Mom's face buried in a pussy

- One of Mom standing naked except for pantyhose and panties, her nice tits staring at me

- One of Mom completely naked, legs spread and her fingers in her cunt

- And another close up of Mom's face, this time as she obviously was climaxing

"The video is too big to send by phone," she said, pulling me out of my staring.

"I expect it ASAP slut," I demanded, wanting to see the corresponding video.

 

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"I'll have to hook up my phone, transfer it to my computer, and then send it as an e-mail," she explained.

"Obviously," I nodded, looking at her. "Hurry up, I have class in half an hour."

"Yes, Master," she nodded. I did love how a beautiful woman was so obedient and so desperate to please me even from hundreds of miles away.

"Good girl," I again reconfirmed.

I asked, as I waited, "So, is she submissive too?"

"Completely," she nodded.

"Does Malavika know?" I asked.

"No," Payal answered, "I thought that was best, especially since your mother will be in Banglor in two weeks."

"Good," I agreed, "she is not to know."

"Of course," she replied, before adding, "sorry, I'm not really good with technology. My computer says it will take forty minutes to transfer from my phone."

"It's okay, my slut," I smiled, knowing she was trying her best. "We will meet later tonight."

"Yes, Master," she agreed, clearly disappointed by the delay.

I clicked off and headed to class while continually checking my phone for the video.

In class, since it was a hands on project, I forgot about my phone and then had to ignore the temptation when I felt it buzz in my pants, notifying me that I had a message.

As soon as class was done, I pulled out my phone as I walked back to my room.

Even though I'd seen the pictures and knew she had indeed submitted, watching it on video was shocking. I had my phone on mute because I was in public, but I watched as my Mom crawled to Payal and licked her stockinged feet then moved up and buried her face in Payal's cunt. The camera was from a distance and at a high angle, but it was, without a doubt, Mom.

A text followed:

Master Two more clips to follow. One of before she submits, the second of her fingering herself on my bed. Unfortunately, there is no audio because it is from a security camera. Your slut

I sighed. I would have loved to have heard the conversation that led to Mom's submission, the talk and moans as she pleased Payal, and my own mother's moans as she got herself off.

Of course, I hoped to hear those moans first hand in a couple of weeks.

I watched all three videos, rewarded my MILF pet online and clarified that Mom still had no clue about my relationships with any of my pets... my own plan of my Mom's seduction formulating in my head.

Two weeks ticked by at a snail's pace as I played a million variations of the seduction of my mother.

I heard in vivid details how my MILF slut seduced and dommed my shy Mom. Apparently, Mom had been hinting at her lesbian curiosity with her sexy neighbour for a while so Payal had opened the door at the suggestion of her Mistress, my sister, Malavika.

Mom had immediately regretted her lesbian submission, feeling guilty for cheating on her husband, and had insisted it was a mistake that couldn't happen again.

Of course, Payal didn't agree and had forced my Mom to serve her two more times after that first fateful submission.

Payal helped my seduction by insisting that she and Mom go shopping for new hosiery. She made Mom throw away every pair of pantyhose and buy only thigh high stockings. She reasoned it was for two purposes:

- First, thigh highs were sexier and, unlike Mom's Walmart pantyhose, the stockings they bought were pure silk...thus they were even better at accentuating Mom's legs, making her look and feel sexy.

-Second, there should always be easy access to a pet's pussy.

My slut also insisted Mom buy some sexy boots.

Mom protested that she was going up to see her son, but Payal was insistent and Mom, being the submissive she was, gave in.

I also kept chatting through Skype and texting with Rashmika, who was planning to come visit the school, unfortunately with her mom, a couple of weeks after Mom's visit.

Our chats were getting more **censored**, but it was in the texts, where she was way less shy than when on Skype, that she hinted at all the things I already knew... although she obviously didn't say she was a submissive to my sister, but she implied she was a curious, adventurous and willing to try anything kind of woman.

Anyway, Mom flew in, and , because I don't have a vehicle, I took three buses to meet her at her hotel.

When she opened her door, my cock immediately hardened. She had always been pretty, but her makeover at the hands of her neighbour (and, unknown to her, my submissive) had transformed her to a complete MILF knockout.

She was wearing a blouse that was tight against her breasts, a black skirt that was just above the knees (sexy, but not slutty), black nylons that had a seam running down the back and black three inch boots.

Knowing she was unwittingly dressing up for me enhanced the situation for me.

"Mom, you look," I paused for dramatic effect, "hot."

Mom blushed, "Payal insisted on giving me a fashion makeover."

"Well, it worked," I nodded, and gave her a hug. My hands slyly landing on the top of her ass...not inappropriate, but definitely lower than I would have gone in previous hugs.

 

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Breaking it, I asked, "It's past your usual dinner time, are you hungry?"

"Starving," she nodded, my Mom used to regularly scheduled eating.

"We are two blocks from the original pub if you want to go there," I suggested, knowing it was a show both my parents liked and still watched on reruns.

"That would be great," she nodded.

"Let's go," I suggested, and then we headed out.

As soon as we were outside, I offered Mom my arm.

We got to the Pub, ordered food and caught up. After dinner, Mom spent almost a hundred bucks in the Cheers souvenir shop and took a few pictures.

We then took a short taxi ride downtown and I showed her the downtown market, we walked down by the harbor and ended the evening going on a ghost walk tour. Mom, who scares easily, took my arm for the walk and, when in a graveyard, I made just the slightest of advancements by taking her hand in mine.

She didn't pull her hand away, so we walked the rest of the forty minute walk with our fingers entwined.

When the tour ended, the night had become quite chilly, and Mom was shivering, so we got a taxi to take us back to the hotel (the walk would have been about twenty minutes and that was if we didn't get lost... the streets went in all directions and it was easy to end up off target, I still sometimes got lost, even after a few months of living here).

In the taxi, I pulled her into my arms and said, "You're freezing."

"I don't think I dressed for such an evening," she said as she pushed into me for warmth.

Deciding to continue my snail's pace seduction of my mother, I moved my hand to her nylon clad leg and began moving my hand up and down, pretending to be warming up her leg.

She seemed slightly surprised at first, but I said, "Your legs must be freezing."

She giggled slightly, "Yes, nylon is not the best attire to keep you warm."

"But it is the sexiest," I quipped, again giving just a hint of my plan.

"They are, are they?" Mom asked, surprised by my words.

"Oh yeah," I nodded, "it's the first thing I notice on a woman, their legs, especially in nylons... which is probably your fault."

"My fault?" She asked, looking at me.

"Well, you were always wearing them, and, according to many psychological theories, sons often are drawn to women who resemble their mothers," I explained, going even further, "truth be told, I have always had a nylon foot fetish."

"Well, I guess you're just like your father," she laughed.

"Is he a nylon person too?" I asked.

"If I go a day without wearing them, he is not happy," she answered.

I already knew she was submissive based on the video of her and Payal, but the idea that she was submissive to Dad was new. "Interesting," I nodded.

"Why is that interesting?" She asked.

"It's just that I assumed you wore them because you liked them and they accentuated your sexy legs."

"I've grown to love wearing them," she nodded, before adding, "did you just call my legs sexy?"

"Mom, you have amazing legs," I said, "I'd be lying if I said I'd never stared at your legs before."

"Oh," she said, as if trying to process this piece of information.

Deciding to continue my sly seduction, I moved my hand up to the top of her lace thigh highs. "Oh, thigh highs."

She moved away suddenly, but didn't say anything.

I complimented, continuing my slow seduction, as we reached the hotel, "Thigh highs are super sexy, I expect all my women to wear them."

"All your women?" She questioned, clearly surprised by my choice of words.

"Girls like to understand their position," I answered, before getting out of the taxi to allow those words to marinate.

I took Mom's arm again and led her into the hotel, up the elevator and to the hotel room.

Mom immediately took her boots off, as she said, "My feet are literally killing me."

A witty comment about getting on her back popped into my head, but instead I focused on a more sly approach. "Lie down on the bed Mom and I'll give you a foot massage."

"No, that's okay," she said, the tone in her voice implying she was nervous about our earlier conversation.

"Mom, after all the times you've looked after my needs in the past, the least I can do is give you a foot massage," I countered.

"I guess that would be nice," she nodded tentatively, although she didn't actually get onto the bed.

"Lie down, Mom," I instructed, "with your head on the pillows, and throw on some television if you wish."

"Okay," Mom nodded, walking to the bed and cautiously going onto it so as not to let me see her lace top stockings. Once she was on the bed and comfortable, I joined her at the other end and took her stocking-clad foot in my hands. The nylon was sheer and I was instantly in my own version of heaven. Her painted pink toe nails only enhanced the beauty of her foot and I was tempted to take her pretty toes in my mouth.

Mom whimpered slightly when I began massaging her foot and said, "That feels so good."

"Agreed," I replied, another subtle hint of my own fetish.

"So much like your father," she smiled, shaking her head.

I asked, "So you started wearing nylons all the time because he told you to?"

"Kind of," she shrugged. "I mean, I often wore them anyway as I always liked the different colours I could wear and how they could help accessorize my outfits."

"Cool," I nodded.

"But yes, your Dad has come to expect me to wear them," she admitted.

"And if you don't?" I asked.

"I just do," she answered.

"My pets are the same," I nodded, using the word 'pets' as I shifted to her other foot, bringing back the conversation I had left marinating when we left the taxi.

"Pets?" She questioned, seemingly more intrigued than shocked, having been set up for this conversation in the taxi. One thing I know about people, if you set up the bread crumbs, they often want to eat the whole loaf. But they will never eat the whole loaf without a few bread crumbs first.

"Anu and Shriya are two of them," I revealed.

"Malavika's Anu and Shriya ?" Mom asked, genuinely surprised.

"Yes," I nodded.

"Oh," she said, clearly thinking about this.

"Why? Are you surprised a geek like me could get a couple hot girls?" I asked.

"No, no, no," she shook her head. "I didn't mean that at all, it's just I thought you and Rashmika may be an item."

"I've learned something about women," I said, my confidence strong.

"What's that?" She said with a smile.

"Most women work hard to put on the persona that society expects them to play," I answered, rather cryptically.

"Meaning?" She questioned, as I moved my hands up to her ankle, lifting her leg up slightly, enough to allow the entire lace top of her stockings to be revealed.

"Maybe I've said too much," I said, knowing that psychologically this would likely make her beg for me to give her more."

"You can't say something like that and then just leave it," she protested, looking at her skirt and realizing her lace tops were showing. As expected, she didn't try to cover it up.

"But it may offend you, even though I think you are very good proof of my theory," I replied, throwing out the hook and now waiting for her to bite.

"I am, am I?" She asked, raising her eyebrow, as my hands went to her calf. "Now I really need to know."

"I don't want to offend you," I said, my hand moving slowly up her leg.

"Tell me, young man," she demanded, using the same tone she had many times when I was in trouble.

Going for broke, I answered, "You are submissive and desperately looking for someone to take control."

"Is that so?" She asked, although she didn't deny it.

"The fact that you are not denying it proves it is true," I answered, "plus it's all part of the feminine psyche. Women always have to be seen a certain way, but the truth is that they desperately want to be seen in a totally different way."

"And what way is that?" She asked.

"Honestly?" I asked, again drawing her in.

"This hasn't been honest?" She questioned with a smile.

"Touché," I nodded, my hands getting closer and closer to her thigh without her making even a faint attempt at stopping me.

"Well?" She questioned.

"A submissive slut," I answered, "like Payal is to me."

"What?" She gasped, clearly shocked by this information.

"Let's just say I started the new year with a literal bang," I joked.

Her face went red as she realized that I had fucked someone she had since submitted to.

"It's okay, Mom," I said, my hand moving under her skirt and directly to her pussy, "I know all about your lesbian submission games with my MILF pet."

 

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"Oh God," she moaned, because of both my revelation and my fingers on her, not surprisingly, very wet cunt.

"Just give in to me, Mom," I ordered, as my fingers traced her pussy lips through her sopping wet panties.

"this is wrong," she protested weakly even though she didn't move away or move my hand away.

I knew I had her hook, line and sinker, as I purred, and moved between her legs, "It's okay, Mom, we both know you want this and need this."

"My Boy," she said, her eyes showing her complete overwhelmed confusion, "I'm your mother."

"And I'm your Master," I countered, using a word I was confident would trigger yet another gush in her panties and break down her already fragile resistance to the act of incest I was offering.

"Matthew," she repeated, a look of trepidation and lust in her eyes, clearly overwhelmed with the sudden shift in conversation and expectations.

"Remember what you said to me during the holidays?" I asked.

"No," she shook her head, completely at the whim of my words and actions.

"I pointed out that motherly nurturing was critical to proper psychological development and you said, and I'm quoting you verbatim here, 'Well anytime you need me, I am here for you'".

"Yes, but I didn't mean this," Mom protested.

"Didn't mean what?" I asked, wanting to hear her say the words.

"This," she repeated, pointing to me between her slightly spread legs.

"And what is this?" I asked, as I moved my hands under her skirt, reached her panties again and smiled as she voluntarily lifted her ass up so I could slide them down her legs.

"Oh," she weakly said, her face flush, "I, um, we can't."

"Mom, there is nothing more natural than sex and nothing more pure than intimacy between a mother and son," I suggested, as I tossed her panties onto the floor. "It's quite frankly the most natural thing in the world."

"Oh God, " she quivered, "I can't believe you are being so...."

"So what?" I asked, as I stood up and went to unbuckle my belt.

"So strong," she said, staring at my crotch, an obvious hunger to see what I was packing.

"You want to see your son's cock, don't you Mom?" I asked, unzipping my pants.

"I don't know," she answered, even as her eyes remained locked on my crotch area.

"I think you do, Mom," I said, as I dropped my pants to the floor.

She stared at the stiff bulge in my boxers.

"I'll ask again, Mom," I said, wanting her to give herself to me willingly, not be forced or coerced into it. "Do you want to see your son's cock?"

She nodded in the affirmative.

I paused briefly, before I pulled down my underwear and released my completely hard eight inch cock for my Mom to stare at.

"Oh my," she said, staring at my cock, clearly surprised but impressed by the package I was carrying.

"That's what Malavika said the first time she saw my cock," I revealed, all my cards now on the table.

"Malavika too?" Mom asked, looking up at me yet again in shock.

"She was my first pet," I nodded, "she accidentally helped me become the dominant that I am."

"I can't believe this." She said, returning her gaze to my erection.

"What?" I asked, moving closer to the bed. "That Malavika was my first pet cum slut or that I am so well-endowed?"

"Both," she nodded, her mouth literally drooling at my hard-on as she added, "How?"

"It's a crazy story, but the reality is once she saw my cock she was willing to do pretty much anything I asked," I revealed, as I climbed onto the bed and knelt in front of my overwhelmed mother.

When she didn't move away, I ordered, knowing she needed to be told what to do, "Go ahead, Mom, suck my cock."

She looked up at me, a look of complete bewilderment in her eyes (a look that was asking a million questions) before she returned her stare to my eight inch cock. She was paralyzed with indecision, her moral responsibility conflicting with reality.

"Go ahead, Mom," I repeated, "Suck your Master's cock."

That seemed to be the final push she needed, as she leaned forward and took my cock in her mouth. I smiled as my greatest fantasy became fulfilled. She took her time, swirling her tongue around my thick mushroom top, and slowly bobbing back and forth over half my cock. She really was worshipping my cock.

She then surprised me when she moved her body lower and slid her tongue down my shaft and took my balls in her mouth one at a time, something that was so sexy. I moaned, "That feels so good, Mom."

She spent an eternity pleasuring both balls before sliding back up my shaft and resuming sucking my cock. When she returned to my cock, she began bobbing up and down on my cock with more speed. The ball play mixed with her eager cock sucking had my balls immediately beginning to boil. I watched her bob hungrily on my dick, continually getting more of my cock in her.

As she took six-plus inches in her beautiful mouth, I knew I wasn't going to last much longer, I groaned, "Get ready to swallow all your Master's cum, my Mommy-slut." Calling her my 'Mommy-slut' turned me on even though I knew it was a risk.

It obviously got her off too as she moaned on my cock and bobbed faster. It took less than fifteen seconds before I was unloading in my Mom's mouth. She swallowed it all, hungrily, until she had retrieved every last speck of my seed.

When I pulled out, I smiled, "Now it's your turn."

She looked at me and said, "I can't believe I just did that."

"I can't believe it either," I smiled, as I moved between her legs and tugged her skirt off. "But I have wanted to do this forever."

"What's that?" she asked, smiling playfully now.

"Making you my submissive," I answered.

"You mean your Mommy-slut?" she questioned, raising her eyebrow.

"Yes," I nodded, burying my face in her pussy.

"Oh yessssss," she moaned, the instant my tongue began licking her cunt.

Her taste was like heaven and I took my time like she had with my cock. I explored every crevice of her pussy region, before slithering down and licking her ass.

"Ohhhhh, you bad boy," she moaned.

"My sluts must become three-hole fuck toys," I bravely said, as I tongued her asshole.

"You really are like your dad," she replied.

"Dad pounds your ass?" I asked.

"He loves coming in my ass and making me walk around the house with it leaking out of me," she admitted.

 

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"That is the hottest thing ever," I said, moving back to her pussy.

"No, your big dick pounding my cunt or reaming my ass is," she said, talking nasty... which only enhanced this moment of perfection.

I sucked her clit between my lips, which made her tremble and beg, "Shove your big dick in me, Master."

I moved up and asked, "You want your son's dick in you?"

"I'm a Mommy slut," she smiled, "that's what Mommies are made for."

"Fuck," I groaned, as I rubbed my cock up and down her pussy lips. "Let's see those tits first."

She smiled, "You want to see Mommy's big tits?" she questioned as she immediately began unbuttoning her blouse.

"God, yes," I nodded, staring at her like she had my cock earlier.

"You want to suck on the tits you sucked on all those years ago?" she continued, somehow making this taboo and even hotter as if she too revelled in the act of incest.

"Fuck, yes," I nodded, so entranced by her seductive sexiness, as her last button was undone.

She leaned up, awkwardly took off her blouse and asked, "Can you unclasp Mommy's bra?"

"Ah-huh," I agreed, reaching behind her and unclasping her bra.

Taking control back, I tossed the bra aside and pushed her back onto her back.

"Mmmmmmm, how did you know Mommy likes it rough?" she purred.

"All sluts do," I answered, leaning down and cupping her large firm breasts.

"Yes, suck on Mommy's titties," she moaned, as I leaned forward and sucked on her left erect nipple.

"Shove your prick in me," she moaned, as I teased her.

"Beg," I ordered, still resisting the warm wet hole that was tempting my mushroom top.

"Oh God, Bad Boy, shove that big cock in Mommy's cunt," she begged, "make me a real Mommy-slut and make yourself a mother fucker."

That was all I needed, as I slammed all eight inches inside her velvet warmth.

"Yesssssssssss," she moaned loudly, before adding, "soooooo big."

I didn't make love to Mom, I fucked her, slamming into her hard with each forward thrust.

"Yes, yes, yes, fuck Mommmmmmmy," she demanded, her own orgasm seemingly rising quickly.

I obliged, fucking her as fast as I could, wanting to make her cum.

"Oh God, son, I love your fucking huge horse cock," she babbled, as she began bucking her ass up to meet my thrusts.

I just kept fucking her as she fucked me.

"Oh yes, make Mommy cum," she screamed a minute later and a few deep thrusts later she erupted, "Mommmmmmmmmmmy's cominnnnnnnnng."

She collapsed back onto the bed as I kept pounding her flooding cunt.

"Oh yes, keep pounding Mommy," she whimpered, as her orgasm continued to course through her.

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Instead I pulled out and ordered, "On your knees, Mom."

She purred, "Are you going to fuck Mommy's ass?"

"It's the only hole left," I pointed out, making the act sound even dirtier.

"Well, we can't have that," she giggled, as she got onto her knees and showcased her beautifully curved ass.

"What an inviting back end," I commented, staring at her from behind.

"Well, come on in," she offered, wiggling her ass.

I moved behind her, grabbed her hips and positioned my cock at her back door.

She said, "Please start slow, your dick is a lot bigger than your father's."

That made a chill go up my spine as I slowly pushed forward. After a brief resistance, my cock broke through and began slowly penetrating her.

"Oh fuuuuuuuck," Mom moaned, "your dick is so thick."

"And your ass so tight," I groaned, as my dick slowly disappeared between her ass cheeks.

"Only for dicks as big as yours," she moaned back.

I watched in awe as her ass took all eight inches and once all in, I began slowly fucking her ass.

She moaned, "That's it, get Mommy's asshole accustomed to your huge rod."

I fucked her ass slowly for a couple of minutes before beginning to fuck her faster.

"Oh yes, pound Mommy's asshole," she moaned.

Hearing her call it an 'asshole' made it sound so much dirtier.

"You love getting your shit hole filled, don't you Mommy-slut?" I asked, enjoying the nasty talk, so completely different to any conversation we had ever had,

"Yessss, Mommy loves your dick in all her fuck holes," she moaned, as she began bouncing back onto my cock.

I rammed her asshole for a couple more minutes, before I wanted to feel her stocking-clad legs on me, so I pulled out and ordered, "Back on your back, Mommy-slut."

 

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She quickly rolled over and looked at me with an insatiable lust that turned me on. "Where will you slam that big dick of yours, Master?" she asked.

"Back in that shit hole of yours," I replied, as I grabbed her legs, pulled them together and pushed them towards her to give me an inviting angle to both her holes.

"Oh, just take me as you wish, baby," she purred, clearly liking a man who took control.

I got in position and slid my cock back into her ass, the angle creating a new sensation of tightness.

"Oh myyyyyyyy," Mom declared, as I filled her.

Having her nylon legs on my chest was a turn-on, and she knew it.

She asked after a few deep strokes, "Does my Master want some naughty nylon foot play?"

"Yessss,' I grunted, as I kept fucking her.

She moved her feet so they were both on my chest and rubbed them up and down as I fucked her.

The feeling was so hot, and mixed with the tightness of her ass, I knew I wasn't going to last long.

She moaned, as she simultaneously rubbed her clit, "I'm going to come again from your big dick, baby."

"I'm close, too," I warned.

"I want it all over my face, Master," she revealed, "I want to show you just how nasty a slut I am for you."

A few more deep strokes and I pulled out. She quickly repositioned herself and offered her pretty face to me. I stroked my dick for a few seconds before the first rocket shot out and hit her directly between the eyes.

Three more loads splattered her face before she took my dick back in her mouth, not caring that it was last in her asshole.

"Oh, fuck Mom," I groaned, as she bobbed back and forth retrieving every last speck of my cum.

When she finally stopped sucking, I looked down at her and said, "Fuck, you are the hottest Mom ever."

"Even with my face coated with cum?" she asked, scooping some off her chin and putting it in her mouth.

"Especially with cum all over your face," I nodded.

We both collapsed onto the bed, she nuzzled into my shoulder, as she said, "Sooooo, want to hear a secret?"

"I did, until you used that tone," I pointed out.

"I've wanted to have your dick in me since I first learned you and Malavika were fucking," She revealed.

I coughed. "P-p-pardon?"

"You weren't really discrete," she pointed out, "and Malavika is a screamer when she comes. Trust me I've been between her legs enough to know."

"What?" I said, sitting up and looking at my Mom, her face still coated with cum. It was apparently my turn to be shocked.

"Your sister has been using me as her **censored** live-in cunt-licker since a couple days after you left," Mom revealed.

"The bitch never told me," I said, annoyed at Malavika for keeping such a thing secret.

"That's my fault," she smiled, "I wanted this night to be... well, special."

"That it was," I nodded. "And Payal?"

"That was real, I feigned innocence while she kept trying to seduce me," she explained, "it was actually quite cute."

"Wow!" I said.

"And Dad is oblivious to this whole thing?" I asked.

"Your father is oblivious to most things," Mom said, "including that his wife is a submissive cum slut."

"That is a shame," I said, wondering how a man could be so oblivious to a woman's needs.

"Thankfully, I now have you as my Master," she said, stroking my already reviving cock.

"I can't believe you played me this whole time," I said.

"I can't believe you tried to make your mother your slut," she countered.

"I did make you my Mommy-slut," I countered.

"Well," she smiled, as she stroked my cock, "Do you have one more load in you?"

"My gun reloads quickly," I nodded, as I rolled her onto her side.

"And can you just fuck Mommy's cunt this time?" she asked, as I moved behind her.

"Since you asked so nicely," I replied, as I slid my cock into her still very wet pussy.

"Mmmmmm, you're such a sexy Mother-fucker," she purred, as I began slowly fucking her.

"And you're a sexy Mother-slut," I countered, as I eventually deposited my third load of the evening, this time in her cunt, both of us coming one last time.

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