Making my mom my breeding whore (with celebstars)

The warm water fell upon the girl in the shower. Tilting her head back streams of clear liquid ran down her neck and swarmed around her breasts before finding a slide down her flat stomach. Slipping her finger through that gorgeous golden hair, Blake was unaware that her son was in her bedroom and finding an outfit for her to wear.

Turning the water off, the shower head slowly died and came to a halt. Wrapping a towel around her, the mother walked in to her bedroom to see the note. Looking at the dress she felt uneasy but didn't feel like she had a choice.

Putting the dress on, Blake walked down the staircase in her heels, pulling at the clothing she was wearing, trying to make sure it didn't ride up and expose more leg. Looking around, she saw her son in the living room waiting for her.

"We had better go then..."

While he waited for his mother, Alex contemplated how he would force her to act. Forcing her to dress a certain way was one thing. He wanted her to wear sexy dresses in public, and tight yoga pants and jeans more so in private. That was, when he wasn't tearing her clothing off. Anything was fine with him.

While he waited, Alex called his second job and gave notice. Now that he no longer needed to buy his own food and pay rent. What's more he was going to move into the master bedroom with his mother and hold her tight in his arms every night. Holding her body and whispering how he owned her.

When she came into the room, he smiled and stood up. "So what exactly is going on with the car?" he asked.

Wearing the dress, she headed in to the living room and said "We had better go then."

Pulling at the dress, she felt uncomfortable wearing it, especially given the time of day and where she was going. The guys at the garage as well creept her out and wearing such an outfit was sure to draw out some looks and thoughts.

"Nothing, it was just in for a service, to make sure it was all OK."

Soon enough, they were out of the house, walking along the street. Blake felt out of place and severely dressed up.

"Of course mother." Alex said with a smile as they walked out and towards the garage. It was a bit of a distance, but not far enough to merit driving. So instead, he snaked an arm around her waist and held her close. More like a lover than a mother. Though in his mind that's what she was. His plaything, sex toy, and eventual mother to their children.

Once they arrived at the garage, Alex noticed how the workers were eyeing his babe of a mother. Feeling possessive, he made the point of giving her a kiss on the neck and squeezing her ass. Getting nods of approval in response.

After the paid for the bill, Alex grabbed the keys and instead pushed his mother into the passenger seat for a change. While he went off to the driver's seat.

"So how about we take a nap together before we go out tonight mommy?" he suggested. He would make her sleep nude. Cuddled next to him while he stroked her tummy and whispered how she was his breeding whore.

When they arrived at the garage, Blake felt very uneasy. She didn't like making eye contact with the men there dressed in greasy overalls. Shying away from the kiss on her neck, the groping of her ass made her jerk a little to the chuckling of the workers. Once everything was sorted and paid, Blake was relieved to be leaving.

Keys were snatched from her and she was pushed towards the passenger side of the door. Looking over her shoulder at the men who were still checking her out, they seemed to have a puzzled look about them and the situation between the mother and son.

Buckling herself in to the seat next to the driver, Blake smiled weakly at her son Alex. "I'm not really tired." Running her hands through her hair she looked in the mirror as the car pulled away.