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Mommy Slave (Pogue and MessedupRP)

Cassandra felt her heart flutter as they kissed. She had already given two of her sons blowjobs, but never had the been fucked by one. Cassandra obeyed James's command, unclipping her bra and tossing it aside. When he pulled her panthers off her hips, she slid them off completely, leaving herself only dressed in her heels.

She proceeded to slowly undress James, removing his clothes and tossing them aside. She stood back up, looking at her naked son and her own naked body. "Master... There's something I should tell you... Your father... Your father is gay." She let that sink in and continued, "he recently realized it and told me frankly, he decided that since he couldn't find sexual pleasure in the most beautiful woman, he was certain that he was gay. We still love each other romantically and dont plan on divorcing, but we've agreed that well search for different sexual partners now. His "business trips" take so long because he's also with his boyfriend, Frank... Nice man, I met him once." She sighed, "now, where were we master?" Her leash dangled down between her delicious, bare breasts.

The girl on the other end of Mark's phone line spoke. "Yeah I remember you Mark. You had that hot MILF with you." There was a pause after he asked her out before she spoke again, "I would love to! How about Friday at 5? Give me your address and I'll meet you there, we can get dinner or something."
 
Mark smiled as Emma assured him that she remembered him. He was sure that a girl that hot, that sexy probably had hundreds of perverts hitting on her every day at the sex shop so to stand out in her mind meant that he'd caught her interest. “Friday night? That sounds great,” Mark replied, his smile broadening as he quickly gave her his address. “Dinner sounds good,” he assured her before they both hung up.

As he lowered the phone, Mark felt better than he had in a long time. He'd always been awkward with women, unable to act casual or comfortable, but for some reason he didn't feel that way talking to Emma. Maybe it had something to do with this new situation with Mom, Mark mused, remembering how confident he'd felt with his mother, his slave, beside him as they walked through the sex shop with Emma. I wonder how Emma would react if she knew Cassandra is really my mom? Mark worried as he slipped his phone back into his pocket and headed up to his room, not wanting to join Jack in finishing the porn movie on television.

James watched his mother's every move, his eyes fixing her with an intense gaze as she slipped her bra down off her shoulders, baring her full firm breasts to him. “Christ, you're beautiful, Cassandra,” he whispered to her softly, his eyes running up and down her naked body as she stood before him in nothing but high heels and her collar and leash. He couldn't believe that this sexy woman, his own mother, was his slave. He stood there, watching her carefully as she stripped him naked, letting her look him over as they both stood there completely nude.

James nodded his head in shock as his mother revealed why his father always seemed to be away, why his business trips seemed to becoming more frequent and lasting longer. “I... I see,” he muttered, his mind reeling from her revelation, wondering how many more changes their small family could absorb. “You still love him but you're looking for new sexual partners,” James echoed her words, wondering if this new was why she'd agreed to their suggestion, if her consent to become their love slave was her way of finding physical satisfaction. James couldn't help but wonder how their father would react to this new situation, what would he think of his own sons taking his wife as their plaything. No, plaything wasn't right... it was more than that, James assured himself as he looked at his mother, feeling a strong desire and connection to her that he'd never felt before.

“Now, where were we, Master?” His mother's voice broke into his thoughts, drawing James back to the present situation, his eyes following the thin gold leash from her collar as it dangled down between her ample bare breasts.

“We were here,” he murmured, reaching out to grip the thin gold chain, gently tugging at her leash, pulling her to him as he bent his head down to kiss her full lips again. His tongue darted into her open mouth as he pressed his hard shaft against the soft smooth skin of her stomach. “I'm going to fuck you, Mom,” James assured her in a gentle whisper, his lips still brushing against hers as he felt her hard nipples brush against his naked chest. “Get on the bed,” he commanded her softly, “lay on your back. I want to see your face as we fuck,” he insisted, releasing her leash and giving her a gentle guiding nudge towards her bed.
 
Cassandra accepted the kiss from her middle son with a deep lust. She hasn't had a kiss like this in a while, a kiss that made her feel controlled and powerless, it said she was owned and enslaved and it made her feel safe and content in that fact. It was a perfect kiss, one that she hadn't experienced since college and even then, it hadn't been a man who gave it to her.

Cassandra melted in that kiss, her hands travelled over James's body, caressing his chest and abs and wrapping around his hips. She nodded softly at his command and layed back, spreading her legs wide, her leash fell between her breasts again and stayed there now. The cold.metal reminded her of her servitude and the heels only turned her on more. The cool air against her pussy was making Cassandra get more and more aroused with each passing second. "Please Master... I need you so badly, don't lesve me hanging like this."
 
James watched his mother move towards the bed, his eyes drinking in every inch of her naked body as she laid back on her bed, her legs spread wide, offering herself up to him. He looked at her face, so beautiful, so serene now that she was wearing the collar. It was like she changed, became a different woman the moment the collar had closed around her neck. My mother would never act like this, would never let this happen, but Cassandra... she lives for this, James realized, beginning to understand the two sides of the woman who had raised him, the woman who now lay back on the bed, the thin metal leash nestled between her full breasts.

Her voice broke him out of his reverie, causing him to jump slightly as she assured him that she needed him, pleading with him not to leave her hanging. “Of course, my pet,” James smiled, moving towards the bed, climbing onto it between his mother's spread legs. He lowered himself over her, his face close to hers, their mouths only centimeters apart as he looked down into her large eyes, seeing the excitement, the desire there... but there was more than just lust in her look. There was something more, something that caused a shiver of contentment to run down her son's spine. “I.. I love you, Mom,” James assured her softly, lowering his mouth to her's, kissing her deeply as he pressed his young body against her, his hard cock rubbing eagerly agianst the hot wet lips of her sex. His mouth still on hers, his tongue sliding between her eager lips, James shifted his hips, his cock slipping into Cassandra's wet and eager pussy.

“Fuck,” James murmured in pleasure, his lips still against his mother's as he pushed his hips forward, her body opening for him, accepting his thick hard shaft easily. “So good, Mom, so fucking good,” he panted, his hips starting to rock back and forth gently, fucking her with slow steady strokes.
 
Cassandra had acceptes the taboo reality of their new arrangement, but this brought it home for her. She arched her back and let out a soft sweet moan that she hadn't made in years. It felt amazing, James's cock sliding so easily inside of her. It didn't just feel good, it felt right[/i.]

The older woman slipped her arms around her son's body, kissing him while he slowly rocked his hips back and forth and filled her eager pussy with his member. Cassandra took good care of her body and it showed. She looked much younger than she was. She pulled her lips away and moaned again, rocking her own hips back and forth to meet James' thrusts. "Thank you master, it feels so good."
 
James moaned against his mother's neck, his lips kissing the soft flesh there as he pushed his hips forward, his cock sliding easily into her. He couldn't believe this was happening, that he was really fucking his mother... No, she's not Mom, he reminded himself, struggling with how to compartmentalize their new arrangement. Mom would never do anything like this. Cassandra would... He assured himself, Only Cassandra is so slutty, so shameless, he tells himself, working hard at separating the two aspects of the woman beneath him into distinct personalities.

He smiled as Cassandra started moving her hips, their bodies rocking together in a synchronous rhythm, her arms sliding around his body, a low moan escaping her lips as they moved together on the bed. James couldn't help but smile as she moaned, "Thank you master, it feels so good."

“You're so good, Cassandra,” James moans back, his hips beginnin to move faster, thrusting into her harder and harder as his passion begins to grow, the initial tender hesitation gradually being replaced by a hard thrusting passion. “Such a good fucking slave,” he moans, his body now slapping against hers, his cock stabbing deep into her body with each hard thrust.
 
Cassandra's moans became louder. It had been awhile since her husband fucked her as good as this, it was only made better by the memory that this was her son. The taboo was making her so much hornier. You're a bad girl Cassandra, a bad bad girl.

She shivered as the words of her college mistress, her first dip into kinky sex, came back to her. The fucking she was receiving was like no other she had over felt, but she wanted more. She liked making love to her son, but she wanted him to use her.

"Ah fuck yes master! Please sir! Use my body however you wish. Any kinky desires you have are mine to help you enjoy! Gaaah! Please fuck me harder! Use me like a dirty slut!" Part of Cassandra wished her other sons had joined in, but she knew they would come around later. She'd get a taste of each mans unique form of domination. But she but her lip as a fantasy passed through her head... All three boys fucking her at the same time, filling all three holes with their cocks.

This fantasy mad her nosy tremble and shake, a pressure was building up inside her and before she realized what it was, she was too late. Cassandra's back arched, her eyed fluttered and rolled back and she let out a massive moan as her splendid orgasm exploded out of her. She panted for a few minutes before she smiled. "I haven't had an orgasm like that in years... Master... Make me have another."

She smiled at James and pulled away, getting into doggy style and wiggling her ass. "I want more of you master. So much more."
 
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