Chapter 04 - Training Days
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With Denise working a second shift and Mike days, they spent a considerable
amount of time apart from one another. Denise was starting to get enough
seniority at the hospital to bid for a first shift job but there was a fifteen
percent shift premium for second shift work and they were saving to buy a house.
So Denise was home during the day when the doorbell rang. When she answered
it, she found a towering six-foot blonde standing in the doorway.
"Hi honey, you must be Denise, Mike's wife, I'm Fran Feinstein, my husband
Morty and I bought the townhouse next door. We were Mike's neighbors in the old
days over at Terrace Place," said Fran
"Hi, please come in, Mike told me that you had taken the place next door.
Mike's at work," said Denise
"I just wanted to stop by and invite you and Mike over for cocktails Saturday
night. Mike told me you worked in the evenings so Saturday it has to be," said
Fran
"We'd love too but I'll have to check with Mike and let you know. I'm pretty
sure we're free but I'll need to confirm that with him. Would you like to come
in and sit down?" asked Denise.
"Thanks anyway but I got to run. I don't officially start my new job until
next week but they asked me to come in for a meeting of the senior managers,"
said Fran
"Mike said you just got promoted to a more responsible position with the
telephone company, I must say you look very businesslike, it must be quite a
job" said Denise noting that Fran was wearing a tailored black wool pantsuit, a
white silk blouse, and a string of pearls. It was a sophisticated, elegant look
that went well with Fran's oversize physique. Denise felt a little overawed. She
was only five foot four inches tall. Fran had to be over six feet in heels.
"Director of the New England Customer Call Center is the title they gave me. I
went to Boston and bought this Jil Sander pantsuit to celebrate. I keep
reminding myself that until recently my clothes mostly came from Macy's or
Wal-Mart. All the Customer Service Centers are being consolidated. I've been in
Customer Service since I graduated from Worcester Polytechnic Institute. This
is my impress the boss outfit. Mike said you were a nurse," said Fran
"Yes, over at Lynnwood Memorial, I fairly new, still trying to decide whether
to specialize in ICU, OR, ER, or Pediatrics. Hard to decide which way to go,"
said Denise
"I always say go where the money is," said Fran
"That's good advice, Mike said you and your husband were good friends when
they moved to Terrace Place," said Denise.
Yes, but unfortunately not for very long, I got promoted and moved to Lynn to
manage the call center for greater Boston," said Fran
"So you knew Mike's Mom also?" asked Denise
"Sure, Inez, lovely woman and quite a looker, Mike tells me she isn't well,"
said Fran
"Yes, Inez lives over at Wellfleet Assisted Living, she's in the very early
stages of Alzheimer's, some days she's normal, other times she doesn't remember
who Mike is, its very sad and difficult for Mike, he was close to his Mom," said
Denise.
"It's hard when you watch people you love get old and lose their health. Some
day I'll face that with my husband Morty, he's fifteen years older than me.
Anyway about Inez, that's too bad, when I knew her, Inez was a hot ticket, the
life of any party she was at, the men over at Terrace Place couldn't get enough
of her company," said Fran
"That's surprising, I always got the impression from Mike that his mother
never dated or even socialized after his father left," said Denise
"Inez never dated? I'll have to tell that to Morty. He was quite a fan of
Inez. When we lived at Terrace Place, Inez was a hard core party girl."
"Mike never mentioned anything like that."
"Mike is just being loyal to his Mother and that's as it should be. It's good
that Mike speaks well of his Mom but just between us girls, Inez had round
heels, when a man nudged her, she rolled over on her back and spread her legs on
the way down," said Fran laughing
"He is very loyal to her. He visits her quite often," said Denise not knowing
how to respond to this surprising news. "Maybe Mike didn't know what his Mom was
up to, children can turn a blind eye to their parent's problems," said Denise
rather shocked at this revelation. Of course, ever since she had known Mike,
his Mother has been elderly and in declining health.
"Mike knew, he was sharp as a tack, very little got by him even if he was
fourteen. But I guess after all these years who wants to tell their wife that
Mom was the neighborhood pump," said Fran.
"I guess you're right," said Denise a little uncomfortable with finding out
that the nice little old lady who often had trouble recognizing her own son, had
a lurid past.
"Nice chatting with you but I got to run. For Saturday, I'll dig up some
pictures of the old days at Terrace Place and show them to you."
"That would be great. I would love to see them."
After Fran left, Denise thought about what she had just heard. Inez Perkins as
a wild woman, that was something Denise would have to adjust to. Mike always
talked about how his Mother took him to Mass every Sunday even on days it
snowed. Denise thought about her own mother. One of the things that drew she and
Mike together was both of them were the only child of single female parents.
Denise's mom had certainly dated after her father was killed in an accident at
the factory where he worked. There had been a succession of men around, some of
whom were married. One or twice things had gotten out of hand.
Denise could vividly remember one Sunday afternoon when her mother opened the
front door to receive a solid punch in the nose. Denise was ten years old and
had been standing near her Mom when she answered the doorbell. The next thing
Denise knew her Mother was down on the floor on her back with blood pouring out
of her nose. There was a tall woman standing in the door with blood on her
closed fist.
"You been messing with my man Rodney," announced the rough looking woman as
she stepped inside and kicked Denise's Mom in the crotch causing her to grab
herself and scream.
"If you think that hurts, you let Rodney put it in there one more time and
I'll really make it hurt," yelled the lady.
The woman then stomped on each side of her Mom's chest. Denise's mom screamed
each time; the lady slammed her foot down upon a breast.
"Leave my mother alone," Denise screamed as she ran forward to push the lady
away from her Mom.
The much larger woman grabbed Denise and slapped her hard across the face.
Denise tasted blood in her mouth.
"So this is the whore's little girl? Did you know your Mommy is a slut? You'll
probably be just as big a whore as your mom when you grow up," said the lady
holding Denise by the arm.
"My Mother's none of those things," Denise had cried out.
"Women who fuck married men are whores and sluts," said the woman. She shoved
Denise away and leaned down and grabbed Denise's Mom's hair and pulled her up by
it.
"Listen carefully, slut. Rodney West is my husband. You keep letting him come
over here and fuck you and I'm coming back with my sister and we're going to
carve you up so no man will ever look at you, we'll start by cutting your tits
off," said the woman who dropped Denise's Mom to the floor and left.
Denise had to help her Mother to the bathroom to clean up the blood. There
were other times things got ugly but that one was the worst as far as Denise was
concerned.
The lesson Denise drew from her Mother's problems was that she wanted a solid
and respectable marriage with no extra-curricular activities on either of their
part. She had married Mike intent on being a very different person from her
mother. No woman was ever going to show up at Denise Perkins door and accuse her
of infidelity. Denise had made a terrible mistake in allowing Larry Tompkins to
take her to his apartment those times. The worst part was that she could not
understand why she permitted Larry to take advantage of her now that she was a
married woman. Mike was a decent hard workingman who always treated her with
respect. Larry was a no good bum who lived like a pig and used her like she was
a street whore. Thank God it had ended before Mike had found out.
"I'll never do that again. That time I was acting no better than my Mother.
But thank God, Larry left town. Denise thought about the old tale that good
girls are attracted to bad boys. Larry was certainly that, especially now that
his gambling had gotten out of control. Denise had promised herself that she was
going to be a faithful wife to Mike. I'll never even look at another man as long
as I live," said Denise.
Denise was about to rush out the door to work when Mike arrived.
"That Fran lady invited us over for drinks Saturday. I said we'd come unless
you have something else planned," said Denise.
"Fran was here?" asked Mike.
"Yes, what an Amazon, all I could think of was a Valkyrie when I opened the
door. I felt like little people around her. She's quite striking. She's doesn't
look fifty four."
"I know. She has aged well. My mother used to say that Fran reminded her of an
Amazonian warrior. Even today, she reminds me of a blonde Xenia."
"She told me that your mother like to party when you lived at Terrace Place.
You always told me that you Mom lived like a nun after your dad left," said
Denise.
"She pretty much did except for a brief period when we knew the Feinsteins.
Fran can be a hell of an influence, she brought something out in my Mom, after
Fran moved away, Mom went back to her old ways," said Mike
"So are we free Saturday," asked Denise
"Yes, I have nothing planned."
After Denise left, Mike heated up the supper that Denise had left in the oven.
When he finished eating, Mike decided to go to a local bar and have a few beers,
maybe watch the Red Sox play on the bar's big screen television.
While Mike was waiting for the game to start, he recalled how his mother got
involved with Fran and Morty. He remembered the night it started.
"Where have you been, young man?" asked his Mother when Mike got home.
"I've been running an errand for Fran and Morty."
"You've been over there for three hours. Errands don't take three hours. What
could a fourteen year old boy possibly have in common with a middle aged married
couple?" asked Inez with anger and concern in her voice.
"It was just an errand and sometime I rub her feet, she stands on them while
she works supervising the call center."
"I think something else is going on. I want this to stop, it's not normal for
you to spend so much time with them," said Inez.
"I have a good time with them. There's nothing else to do here. I don't know
anybody that lives around Terrace Place. All my friends are back in Elmdale."
"If you didn't spend so much time with the Feinsteins, you'd have more time to
make new friends your own age," said Inez.
Mike had sensed this day was coming. He had spent the afternoon in bed with
Fran. Morty was out. Of course, years later Fran told him that Morty was in the
closet watching Mike and Fran go at it. Fran had taught him about sex in a
methodical step-by-step fashion. Today's lesson had been mostly oral sex with
the two of them in what Fran referred to as a sixty-nine. Mike recalled how it
felt to have his face underneath Fran with her large powerful thighs on each
side of his face and her cunt pressing down over his mouth. Mike's mouth had
stayed glued to Fran's cunt, licking her clitoris and even her asshole when she
had straightened up. Fran seemed to really get off on positioning her pussy over
Mike's mouth and nose and smothering him. She would suck his cock like mad while
he gasped for breath as he worked his tongue into her vagina. A couple of times
he had gotten dizzy and almost passed out from lack of air. Then finally, the
smothering had gotten even more serious. He blacked completely out as her mouth
brought him off to an incredible climax.
When he came back to life, Fran gave him a deep kiss that flooded his mouth
with his own sperm. Her tongue slid around inside his mouth mixing the cum with
her cunt juice that he had been sucking out of her wet pussy. Mike realized that
he was getting a hard on sitting there in a bar twenty years later just thinking
about what Fran had done to him. No woman had ever gotten so down and dirty. No
one even Debbie had performed such no holds barred sex with him.
He recalled that in spite of suffocating, he was enormously turned on when his
nose and mouth were buried in Fran's cunt and her mouth had engulfed his
fourteen-year-old prick all the way to his balls. That afternoon just as he
began to black out from lack of oxygen, his cock had released in Fran's mouth.
He had never felt so much cum spurt in her mouth that greedily swallowed some of
it down. When he came back to consciousness, he was covered in sweat.
"You like being pussy smothered, didn't you?" asked Fran
"I never came so much before." Was all my Mike could manage to reply.
I like a man who like to take his last breath from the inside of my cunt,"
Fran had said.
Fran had laughingly said she approached teaching Mike about sex like she was
training a new customer service representative. "You start with the basics and
wind up teaching the most advanced techniques at the end. Learning to drop your
load when your air is gone is part of the advanced course," Fran had said.
Mike's current problem was that none of the women he had known since Fran had
even the slightest inclination to sit on his face and suck his cock until he
passed out.
But Fran was monopolizing his time and his mother had noticed. His mother had
been making comments lately about why would a thirty four year old woman be
interested in the company of a fourteen-year-old boy. Mike knew his mother was
no fool. She had probably guessed what was going on; but didn't know how to deal
with it.
"I want you to stop going to the Feinsteins," said Inez.
"No," said Mike.
"No, you've never told me 'No' before. That woman is a bad influence on you.
She's encouraging you to defy your own Mother, God knows what else you and her
are doing," said Inez.
"Just leave it alone, Mother, stay out of my business, please just leave it
alone," said Mike
"Listen, I'm your mother and responsible for you. I'm going to talk to Fran
Feinstein right now and get this settled," said Inez standing up.
"Please, Mother, don't" Mike begged but Inez brushed by him and walked out the
apartment door. Mike heard her ring the doorbell of Fran's apartment. Then he
heard Fran's voice say, "Mrs. Perkins, please come in." This was followed by the
sound of a door closing. Mike had expected to hear a row. The walls at Terrace
Place were not all that thick. But everything was quiet. Mike opened his
apartment door and listened in the hallway. Nothing was being said over at the
Feinsteins that was loud enough to reach the hallway.
Mike recalled how he thought maybe Fran and his mother weren't arguing. Fran
could be incredibly persuasive and forceful. Perhaps, she had convinced his
mother that nothing wrong was happening. Mike relaxed somewhat when he looked at
the clock and realized that his mother had been over at the Feinsteins for
forty-five minutes and he hadn't heard even a loud voice. Mike turned on
television and waited. He wisely resisted the urge to go over and find out.
It was over three hours and since his Mother went across the hall and Mike had
fallen asleep when the telephone rang. It was Fran.
"Your mother has a little too much to drink, come over here and help her back
to your place," said Fran.
"You all didn't' argue?" was all that Mike could manage.
"No, it was very friendly, she just had one too many, your mom can be a lot of
fun when she loosens up, come get her," said Fran
Mile had hurried over across the hall. He was totally shocked to find his
Mother sitting in a chair with her dress unbuttoned all the way. Even more
unsettling, it was obvious; she was not wearing any underwear under the dress.
The dress unbuttoned down the front. All the buttons were undone. His mother's
eyes were closed.
"Here's her panties and bra," said Fran handing the garments to Mike. Fran was
wearing her pink satin robe. Morty was sitting nearby in his boxer shorts
smoking a cigarette and drinking a beer.
"What happened?" asked Mike
"What do you think? Do I have to draw you a picture? We had a few drinks. Your
Mom got a little tipsy and decided to lose her clothes. "
"She was coming over here to tell you to leave me alone," said Mike.
"She started out that way but we reached a different understanding once we
talked it out over a bottle of Southern Comfort."
"What happened to make her take her clothes off?" asked Mike.
"She wanted Morty to fuck her, I'll let her tell you all about it. I got to
get ready for work, Help me get her up," said Fran
Mike and Fran managed to stand Inez up. Her dress swung further open and Mike
got his first good look at his Mother's naked body.
"You've never seen your Mommy naked, have you?" asked Fran pulling Inez arm
across the back of her neck.
"No," replied Mike
"Well, she's got a good figure, tits are a little small. Morty said she was
tight."
With his mother between them and her arms over their shoulders, they managed
to march her back to Mike's apartment and dump her on to the bed. Mike looked
down at his Mother's naked body.
"Get a piece if you want, she'll never know," said Fran turning to leave.
Mike was left alone standing there. His mother's bra and panties were clutched
in one hand. His mother's legs were handing off the side of the bed. Mike picked
up her feet and swung her legs onto the bed. She wasn't making a sound other
than breathing. Mike once again took her feet in his hands and pulled them
apart. His mother's pussy was covered by a dark hairy triangle. He reached down
and touched her clitoris the way Fran had taught him. He eased a finger inside
her cunt. It was gooey with what Mike assumed was Morty's sperm.
Mike's cock was getting hard as he fingered his Mother's cunt. He kept
fingering it as he reached down, unzipped his jeans and took his cock out. He
was hard. His mother was breathing quietly.
Mike climbed on the bed and positioned himself between his Mother's legs. Mike
leaned forward and eased his cock into his Mother. It was tight but it felt the
way that Fran's did when he fucked her for the second or third time. As Mike
pushed in, he felt Morty's cum being forced out. Mike started to pump his cock
into his Mother when her eyes popped open. Mike started to panic but her lids
quickly closed. She wrapped her arms around him and adjusted her legs. Mike
leaned down and kissed her lips that immediately parted as her tongue entered
his mouth.
Mike fucked her until he climaxed and mixed his load with Morty's. He go up
off the bed covered his Mother with the bedspread as best as he could and went
back to the living room and watched television until he decided to his room and
sleep. He slept in that morning. When he awoke, he found his mother sitting on
the edge of his bed crying.
"What's wrong, Mom?" asked Mike
"How did I get back in my bed last night?" asked Inez
"Fran and I carried you back here. You were pretty out of it."
"So you saw me without my clothes?" asked Inez.
"Well, you had taken your clothes off before Fran called, Fran had to go to
work, she works midnight until 8:00 in the morning"
"I think they drugged me," said Inez
"She said you drank some Southern Comfort."
"Tell me what else she said."
"She said you got naked so Morty could fuck you."
"Oh my God, did he?" asked Inez starting to cry louder.
"I guess so, Fran said he did but I wasn't there."
After you got me back here, did you do anything? No, don't answer that, I
don't want to know," said Inez.
"Fran said I was to ask you what happened. She had to go to work so she didn't
tell me," said Mike.
"She invited me in to discuss your spending so much time over there. She
insisted I have a drink. She is very persuasive. After the first one, I had
several more. You know I can't drink. There must have been something in the
drinks. I remember them taking my clothes off. They got me to do things,
sexually perverted things. Her husband had intercourse with me. I think she
brought out a video camera and taped it," said Inez.
"Wow, she made a video tape of you and Morty?" asked Mike
"I think so. She told me she would give out copies to my work and at my church
if I didn't do what she said. She said I was to let you come over any time she
needed you. She said you were her boy stud; her tadpole was what she called you.
You've been having sex with that awful person, haven't you?" asked Inez
"I think Fran is great. She likes me and I like her. Morty's okay too."
"But you have been making love with her, tell me the truth?" asked Inez.
"All right, we've done some things, but I don't see where that's any of your
business now that you've gone over there and let Fran's husband screw you. How
can you criticize me for fucking Fran when you go over there and fuck Morty?"
"I guess I'm getting what I deserve for losing my husband and being forced to
live here at Terrace Place in the midst of white trash. I know what you did last
night and it's not right for a son to have sex with his mother," said Inez
getting up to go. Mike did not speak to his Mother before she left for work.
Later in the day, Mike had answered the phone.
"Come over," was all Fran said. When Mike got there, Fran was seated in an
armchair with her feet on an ottoman.
"How about a little foot rub?" suggested Fran? Morty was seated nearby staring
at the television.
"Sure, " Mike replied as she sat down on the edge of the ottoman, picked up
one of Fran's feet and began to press the instep and roll her toes back and
forth.
"How's your Mom this morning?" asked Fran.
"Little upset, she was crying, saying things got out of control here last
night," said Mike.
"Really, your Mom's one of those people who likes to screw but wants everyone
to think she's doesn't. Morty, what did you think about last night?" asked Fran
"What's there to think about?" asked Morty.
"Inez, you idiot, what did you think about Inez, Mike's mother?" asked Fran in
an exasperated voice.
"Okay, Inez was okay," said Morty.
"Moron, I meant was she a good fuck?" asked Fran.
"Yea, she was good, nice and tight, pussy fit like a glove, good cock sucker
too," said Morty, his eyes never leaving the television.
"God kid you are an A Number One foot rubber, man you make me cream myself the
way you rub my instep," said Fran
"You all need anything from the store?" asked Mike
"Yea, Morty's almost out of beer but that can wait a minute. Do you agree with
Morty?" asked Fran pushing her other foot into Mike's crotch and wiggling his
toes against his cock. Mike started to get hard.
"You mean about Mom?"
"Yes, I saw the look in your eyes when we dropped Inez on her bed. I bet my
ass wasn't out the door before you mounted Mom and rode her. You nailed her,
didn't you?" asked Fran.
"She was just laying there all open and I just couldn't resist."
"So you are now officially a motherfucker like Morty, Want some more of your
Mom's pussy?" asked Fran
"Sure, I guess.".
"Yea, you guess, you'd fuck her in a New York minute. I'll tell you what.
After dinner, I'll call and invite your Mom over for another chat about her cock
hound son. As soon as your Mom leaves, you go out the hall window onto the fire
escape. I'll leave my bathroom window open. You sneak in and hide in the
closet."
"Morty and I will bring your Mom in the bedroom for a little of the old
in-and-out. At the right time, I'll bring you out of the closet and let you get
a piece of Mom. This time, she'll be sober enough to know who's pronging her.
What do you say, interested?" asked Fran
"All right, how long do I have to stay in the closet?" Mike asked
"Long enough for me and Morty to have some fun with her. The closet doors are
louvered; you can watch and jerk off. You don't mind getting sloppy seconds
again? You didn't mind last night?" asked Fran
"No, I don't mind being second," said Mike
"Come on back and I'll show you the closet," said Fran as she got up, took
Mike's hand and lead him back toward the bedroom. Morty didn't seem to notice
that Fran and Mike had headed into the bedroom. Fran showed Mike the closet and
even showed him a tall stool she would place inside for him to sit on while he
watched. Mike had gotten into the closet and checked out the view. You could
easily peer through the louvers and see what was happening on the bed.
"That should work," said Mike
"Just be quiet as hell, we want to surprise Inez when you pop out of that
closet, Morty and I will hold her down while you get some," said Fran who
removed her robe and lay back on the bed naked.
"Morty's here," said Mike aware that Fran wanted him to fuck her.
"Forget Morty, just climb on Mother Fran like she was your real Mom and fuck
away. I feel like a quickie," said Fran.
That night everything had gone just as Fran said. Mike had a hard time
containing his excitement waiting for the telephone to ring. Mike's Mom didn't
mention anything about last night or their talk this morning. A little after
seven, the telephone rang. Mike could only listen to one side of the
conversation.
"I can't come over tonight, I have some things I need to take care of," said
Inez
"I could go to the police," said Inez
"Having sex with a minor is a crime," said Inez
"No, don't show the tape to Father Ryan, I'll come over, give me a few minutes
to clean up" said Inez hanging up.
Mike's Mom put the receiver down slowly. She turned and looked at Mike and
said "Do you have any idea what you've gotten us into? I have to go over there
and let them do whatever they want with me and it's all because of you."
"What do they want you to do?" asked Mike following his mother into her
bedroom. Mike's mother slipped her housecoat off right there in front of him. He
looked at her body standing there dressed only in her panties and bra. He could
see the dark outline of her pubic hair inside her white panties. He was
surprised she allowed him to see her that way for the first time. Inez noticed
his surprised look.
"Didn't you see everything last night when you and that monstrous woman
brought me back here? Why should we pretend to be modest now? I assume you took
a real good look before you climbed on and screwed me, your own Mother," said
Inez
"It's not that way, I couldn't help myself, I was horny and you were just
laying there."
"No, and since Fran is threatening to give Father Ryan a copy of the videotape
she made last night, I can't help myself either. Fran wants me to come over for
drinks and discuss what's best for your welfare. I suspect it will be a repeat
of last night. I'll wind up in bed with her husband's cock in me and my mouth
glued to her pussy. Do you realize before last night, I had never touched a
woman sexually?" asked Inez
"It's not so bad," said Mike
"And I guess you are speaking from experience. Exactly how many times have you
eaten Fran Feinsteins pussy?" asked Inez
"I like to do it. I don't count them. I like to make Fran cum with my mouth."
"Did you know your father didn't believe in going down on a woman? He thought
it was disgusting. But on the other hand, he insisted I suck his cock whenever
he felt like it. Does Fran suck your cock?" asked Inez.
"Yes, she does that all the time."
"And I bet you'd do any thing she asked, no matter how filthy or degrading?"
"Yes, Fran and I have fun, of course, I'd do anything she wants."
"I need to bathe and dress," said Inez ending the conversation. As Mike was
leaving, Inez was removing her bra. Mike looked back at his Mother's breasts and
she looked up to meet his eyes. Compared to Fran's enormous tits, his mother's
seemed almost insignificant. Mike was old enough to be intrigued by bra sizes.
He had looked in Fran's bra one time to discover she was a 38DD. He knew his
Mother was a 34C. Last night he had been too anxious and worried to do much more
than insert his cock and pump away until his release. He pictured his mouth
sucking on his Mom's tiny nipples and how that would feel compared to Fran's
half dollar size dugs.
"Satisfy your curiosity, then I need to get dressed," said Inez as she removed
her panties to reveal a thick black bush of pubic hair. Mike resisted the urge
to walk over to his mother and kiss her breasts and push his fingers into her
pussy. Mike's Mom stood still and silent as he looked at her. Then he turned
around and left the room with his hard cock throbbing. Mike realized that her
letting him see her without offering to let him screw her was her way of getting
revenge.
"Just wait, Mom, in a little while, I'll be on top of you fucking you right
there in front of Fran and Morty. We'll see how you like that?" thought Mike.
Mike had another beer as he waited in the bar for the rain-delayed game to
begin. Mike adjusted himself on the bar stool to conceal his hard cock.
Remembering those days when he was involved with Fran and screwing his own
Mother was turning him on like crazy. He could vividly recall the events of that
night.
Mike was sitting in the living room when his Mom emerged from the bedroom
wearing a short blue sleeveless dress. The hem ended about four inches above the
knee.
"How do I look? You've never seen me in this?" asked Inez
"Terrific, very pretty, when did you get it?" and Mike was not lying. His
mother was a good-looking woman, perhaps a little too thin but she still looked
nice.
"Months ago, I was hopping the Men's Wear Department Manager would ask me out
so I bought it thinking that at least I would have something to wear if he ever
did. But it turned out he had eyes for this twenty two year old who works behind
the perfume counter," said Inez
"That was dumb on his part. He should have asked you out."
"You're right, it was his loss. Well, I'll try not to get so drunk you have to
carry me home," said Inez.
Mike had waited for ten minutes after his Mother left before he went out into
the hallway and stepped out on to the fire escape. The Feinsteins bathroom
window was open and shortly Mike was seated on a stool in their closet. He could
hear music and talking from the living room. There was enough light coming
through the louvers to allow Mike to see part of the closet floor. Fran's pink
scuffs were on the floor. Mike picked up the pair off the floor and pressed one
of them to his nose and inhaled. His cock started to get hard as he breathed in
the aroma of Fran's feet. He took his cock out and started to rub it against the
inside of one scuff as he inhaled the aroma of the other one. In a few moments,
he shot cum all over his hand and the scuff. He had to use his shirttail to wipe
up the mess. Moments later Mike froze as he heard movement toward the bedroom.
"Morty, I'm just going to sit myself down and let you strip Inez, you don't
mind do you Inez?" said Fran.
Mike was looking through the louvers at the three of them. Fran had sat down
in a cushioned chair near the bed. Morty and his mom were standing by the bed.
To Mike, his Mom looked a little high but definitely not really out of it.
"Do you want to take my clothes off, Morty, You want to get me naked and fuck
me right here in front of Fran?" said Inez in what Mike took to be a coquettish,
teasing voice. Mike knew his Mom definitely had too much to drink.
"That's exactly what I'm going to do," said Morty. Inez turned her back to
Morty so he could unzip her dress. Morty fumbled with the zipper a minutes
before he managed to get it all the way down. Inez stepped out of the dress as
Morty unhooked her bra. Inez let the bra fall off her shoulders to the floor as
she turned around to kiss Morty. After a long kiss, Morty leaned down and took
Inez's nipple in her mouth. Fran while still seated grabbed the waistband of
Inez's panties and pulled them down to the floor allowing Inez to step out of
them.
Mike thought to himself that his Mother seemed awfully willing to go along
with Fran and Morty. Nobody was coercing or threatening her as she and Morty
embraced. Inez was helping Morty to undress when Fran said "Hand me that tube of
lube off the night table." Morty picked up the large blue and white tube off
the table and handed it to Fran all the time kissing Inez as she stripped him.
Inside the closet, Mike was a little confused by his Mom's behavior. She had
stated that she was opposed to sex with Fran and Morty but felt she had to. Now
she seemed to be willingly and somewhat enthusiastically engaged in getting
ready to fuck them both. What Mike did not know was that his Mom had consumed
two Ecstasy tablets dissolved in her first glass of Southern Comfort. Ecstasy
affects different people in different ways. In general it lowers inhibitions and
in Inez's case, it lowered them markedly. Ecstasy combined with Fran's powerful
and persuasive personality had assumed complete control of Inez Perkins. She was
ready to do anything Fran suggested.
"Morty, Lay down on the bed and let Inez suck your cock. Point you rear up in
the air, Inez, I want to open you up for some deep tissue massage," said Fran.
Morty was on his back and Mike's Mom was enthusiastically sucking his cock.
Fran leaned forward in her chair with a glob of lubricant on her fingers. She
used one large hand to spread Inez's butt cheeks and began to work her fingers
into Inez's ass hole. Inez let out a low moan when Fran inserted two fingers
inside her sphincter.
"Your husband ever fuck you in your ass?" Fran asked Inez
"Yes, after Mike was born, he said my pussy was too loose so he screwed me
there until I tightened up," said Inez
"God, men are such pigs, right Morty," asked Fran. Morty was lying there with
his eyes closed enjoying Inez's cocksucking.
"Yes, pigs all right, oink, oink," said Morty
Once again Mike found his cock in his hand as he watched his Mother's mouth
working on Morty's sizeable cock. Fran was using her fingers and repeated
squirts of lubricant to open his Mother's rectum to where he could see a dark
opening from across the room. Fran had all four fingers in Inez's ass. She would
withdraw them to where only the fingertips were inserted then firm push her hand
forward to where all fingers and thumb were embedded to the wide part of the
hand. Each time Fran moved her hand forward, Inez grunted loudly but her mouth
quickly returned to sucking Morty's cock. Finally after a particularly hard
shove, Fran's entire hand disappeared in Inez's ass.
"Oh my God, what's in me," asked Inez
"My hand, just relax and let me give you a deep tissue massage," said Fran
Fran withdrew her hand and recoated it with lube than slid it back inside
Inez's butt hole. This time it went in easily.
"Feel my fingers in your bowels, playing with your turds," asked Fran.
"It feels so weird to have your hand inside me, it hurts but it feels good,"
said Inez in between sucking Morty's cock.
Mike watched as Fran repositioned herself then applied lube to her foot and
maneuvered her big toes in Inez's ass. Fran was able to angle her foot and hold
her toes together in such a manner that within a few minutes the front of her
foot was in Inez's asshole. Mike was astonished that such a large object could
fit in his mother's asshole. More lubrication and a good push by Fran and her
foot was inside Inez's asshole.
"Oh that hurts, take it out," pleaded Inez
"Never say you don't know what it feels like to have a foot up your ass, Inez,
you love it don't you, Morty's big cock in your mouth and my toes inside your
rectum, ticking your bowels," said Fran who seems to be enjoying Inez's
discomfort.
"You're killing me, it's too big, I can feel your foot inside me stretching me
out, it hurts," said Inez who had begun to writhe on the bed trying to escape
Fran's foot. But Morty held her tightly by the ears as he fucked her face.
Already, a couple of times, she had gagged when he forced his cock down her
throat. There was a large sheen of drool hanging off her chin. Morty seemed to
enjoy choking her. Mike realized that Morty who had always seemed completely
passive prior to now was turned on and slamming his cock into Inez's throat.
Fran pushed her foot inside Inez's butt hole until it reached mid calve. Inez
screamed out a piteous cry of anguish.
"Your ripping me apart. I can't stand it," screamed Inez.
Fran withdrew her foot. Her toes were covered in Inez's shit.
"Morty, turn her around and fuck her pussy dog style," said Fran.
Morty did as instructed and in a second Inez was grunting each time Morty
slammed his cock into her pussy. Fran presented her shit stained toes to Inez's
face.
"Lick them clean, cunt," said Fran
"They're covered in my shit, I can't do that," whimpered Inez knowing that
Fran really meant for her to lick the shit packed between her toes.
"Yes, you can, you're nothing but a shit eating whore. Mike told me how he
fucked you last night after he got you home. You know what kind of woman allows
her own son to stick his cock in her? I'm not sure they got a word for the kind
of worthless whore you are. You stick your tongue between each toe and lick your
shit out and eat it. If not, I can go get a pair of pliers and start working on
your nipples. You'll be begging me for my shit before I'm done," said Inez
Mike's mother stuck out her tongue and licked across Fran's toes. She wrinkled
her nose at the smell and almost gagged as she brought her shit-covered tongue
back into her mouth. Mike watched his mother swallow.
"That's a start, now go between each toe where there a nice wedge of shit
packed. I want you to eat that."
Mike's cock was hard as a rock watching his Mother slide her tongue in between
each toe and emerge with a small wedge of shit that she swallowed. It wasn't a
lot of shit but it was certainly a hot scene for a fourteen year old to watch.
By the time, Inez was finished; Fran's shit was smeared on her lips. Mike's cock
exploded in his hand once more as he watched his mother's tongue take a swipe
around her lips to get the shit off.
"Get on top of Morty," said Fran. In a minute, Inez was in the cowgirl
position ridding Morty's cock. Mike told himself that in spite of everything,
his mother was enjoying having a man's cock in her pussy. Inez was methodically
raising and lowering herself on Morty's cock.
Fran stood up and walked over to open a bureau drawer and tale out a leather
belt harness that she fitted around her waist. The harness consisted of a waist
belt and a part that went through Fran's legs and between her ass crack. Mike
almost gasped when he saw Fran pull an enormous rubber dildo out of the same
drawer and fit it onto some sort of a receptacle mounted on the front of the
harness. When Fran turned around and Mike got full view he almost lost it.
There was all 5'11" of naked Fran Feinstein with a two-foot rubber cock waving
in front of her looking like a baseball bat. Fran was an incredibly hot sight to
Mike. And she seemed very turned on. A lock of her long blonde hair hung over
her face covering one eye. Her nipples were fully erect and standing straight
out. Mike felt completely under Fran's control. If she had told him to go up on
the roof and jump of the building, he would have done it with asking a question.
He was ready to eat her shit or drink her piss or rob a convenience store if
that's what Fran wanted.
"Inez, give a look see, think your ass can handle this baby?" asked Fran as
she walked over to the bed where Inez was screwing Morty.
"You're not serious. That thing will kill me," said Inez showing in her face
how terrified she was of the huge dildo Fran was waving in her face.
"Lick the end for good luck," commanded Fran.
Inez tentatively stuck out her tongue and passed it over the rubber head that
was almost as large as her face.
Morty pulled Inez down to him to force her butt higher in the air. Fran
smeared some lube on the dildo head and positioned it on Inez's butt hole.
"I'm going in, honey, I hope you don't split apart like a rotten log," said
Fran as she worked the head past Inez's anal ring.
"My asshole's going to split wide open. It can't take it, I'll do anything you
say just don't kill me with that thing," said Inez desperation in her voice.
Fran grabbed Inez's small hips in her hands and pulled herself forward inside
Inez inch by inch. Mike saw that his Mother's body was covered in sweat. Her
face was a mask of pain.
"Half way there, want the rest slow of fast?" asked Fran whose hands tightly
clinched Inez's hips.
"What?" was all Inez could respond not understanding the question.
"I take that for fast," said Fran who lunched forward burying the cock all the
way to its fake balls.
Mike watched as his Mother's eyes bugged out as the massive piece of imitation
man meat straightened out two feet of her lower intestine making it move around
inside her abdomen like a snake writhing in a flame. Inez felt her shit being
pushed up into her upper gut. The pain was more than she could handle and she
passed out.
Fran reached over to the night table and pulled out a small bottle and handed
it to Morty.
"Give her some poppers, that'll bring her around if she's not dead," said
Fran. Morty waved the open bottle under Inez's nose and she jerked back into
consciousness.
Mike saw Fran turn toward he closet and wave for him to emerge. In a second,
he slid the door aside and was at her side.
"Got somebody else here for you to fuck," said Fran.
Inez turned her head to see her son standing there with his cock in his hand.
"Inez, you only got one hole empty. Mike fuck your mother's mouth," said Fran
"No, it's not right. It's a sin against the laws of god and man. I can't fuck
my own son," wailed Inez.
"Stupid bitch, he's already fucked you once. What's another one matter?" said
Fran who started to slowly fuck Inez with the dildo strapped to her waist. Mike
looked at his Mother's stomach and he could see a large ripple every time Fran
shoved forward. His mother was grunting like a pig and gasping for breath.
"In her mouth, Mike." said Fran.
Mike was up on the bed in an instant. He grabbed his mother's jaw and forced
her mouth open then shoved his cock inside. He grabbed her ears and used them
roughly as handles to slam his head down on his cock.
"Man, is she tight with that big rubber dick in her. I can feel it all the way
to her pussy," said Morty.
Mike was incredibly turned on. Morty was lying on his back with his cock deep
in Inez's cunt. Fran was shoving two feet of hard rubber into Inez's ass and
Mike was raping his mother's mouth. Mike's balls were swinging across Morty's
face and Morty was taking advantage of the situation to lick and suck them.
"Give her a squirt of boy pee, Mike," commanded Fran.
Mike concentrated for a minute then unleashed a slow steady stream of warm
urine into his Mother's mouth. Mike pushed his cock right into the entrance of
her throat and pissed directly down her throat. He felt his mother's throat
opening and closing as she swallowed the warm piss. It was so hot that he had to
cum.
"I've got to shoot," said Mike
"Do it Mike, let her swallow her baby's boy's sperm," said Fran
"That was all the encouragement that Mike needed as he spurted cum in his
mother's mouth. Morty had cum too. The three of them disengaged from Inez for a
moment.
Fran knelt down and took Mike's cock in his mouth and started to suck him hard
again. Fran worked a finger into his asshole as she sucked. Given that Mike was
fourteen, he was ready to go in less than three minutes.
"Mount your mommy and fuck her while Morty and I watch," said Fran.
Mike pulled his mothers legs apart and placed her feet on his shoulders. Her
cunt was wet with Morty's sperm. Mike plunged in and began to fuck his mother
who started chanting "this isn't right." Mike didn't care what Mother chanted
as long as he had his cock in her pussy and was screwing her.
A flash went off and Mike looked over to see Fran taking a series of pictures.
"Don't mind me, just keep pounding your cock into your Momma," said Fran.
Mike decided to take his time. He kept moving his Mom's legs around. He spread
them real wide for a while. Then he bent her double and pounded it home. He took
her feet back over his shoulders and fucked away while he held her ankles
together with one hand. After a while, Inez started to respond. She began to
fuck back.
"Look at the whore getting hot fucking her own son. You're nothing but trailer
trash, Inez, only a white trailer trash whore could get turned on by her son's
cock," hissed Fran in Inez's ear.
Mike noticed that instead of slowing his mother down, Fran's comments were
turning her on. She had begun humping her pussy up to meet his thrusts. Fran
kept up a constant line of comments.
"See that whore grab her son's cock, only the most vile and perverted of
mothers would act like that, you're the lowest of the low," said Fran.
"You know, Inez, I taught Mike to fuck, we've done it every way you can name,
he loves to eat my pussy and suck my asshole, your boy is quite the rimmer,
we're going to let him do everything to you that I taught him," said Fran
It was all too much for Inez and she climaxed screaming out "Fuck your mommy,
Mikey, fuck your whore mother."
It was also too much for Mike as he felt his Mother's cunt grab his cock in a
muscular grip and pulse as she worked her way through the most intense orgasm in
her life. Mike dumped his load in his mother's cunt.
"Morty, you up for one more?" asked Fran
"Sure, that's a tight pussy," responded Morty.
Mike had rolled off his mom and was catching his breath.
Morty grabbed Inez's legs and held them as he slipped his cock into her cunt.
He reached down and grabbed Inez's clit and gave it a hard yank.
"Get your pussy working, I'm going to fuck you again," snarled Morty as he
began to pump Inez with a vengeance.
"Give Morty some encouragement," whispered Fran into Mike's ear.
"Give it to her Morty, fuck my whore mother," said Mike. The words had an
effect on Morty causing him to drive his cock harder and deeper into Inez's
pussy.
"Morty, give the son fucking cunt all your cock. She loves it be fucked while
I watch," said Mike. Inez looked over at her son with glazed eyes. Drool was
spilling out of the corner of her mouth. She made a grunting sound as she
wrapped her legs around Morty's skinny waist and drew him in closer. Inez was
lost in the moment with her son watching another man screw her.
"Morty, bite down on a nipple and chew on it, make her feel it," commanded
Mike. Morty bent down to take Inez's nipple in his front teeth and then he bit
down hard. Inez screamed with the pain.
"God, I've taught you well," said Fran taking Mike's head in her hands and
delivering a deep wet kiss.
Morty grabbed the other nipple and tortured it with his teeth. Fran stood up
and announced "now for the Grande Finale." Fran got up on the bed and straddled
Inez's head and slowly lowered her pussy onto Inez's face.
"Open your mouth, honey, time to drink some of Fran's pee," said Fran as she
positioned her piss hole right over Inez's mouth. Fran reached down and forced
Inez's lower jaw to swing open. Mike watched as a small stream of golden fluid
began to dribble out of Fran's cunt into his Mother's open mouth. He watched as
her throat swallowed time and time again. Mike could think of only one word that
described the naked Fran poised over his Mother's mouth with a slow stream of
golden urine flowing into her mouth and that word was "magnificent". Fran looked
like a goddess squatting over his Mom's prone body as Morty fucked away.
"Get ready, Morty" said Fran as she stopped pissing and lowered her cunt over
Inez's mouth and nose.
In a few seconds, Inez's body began to squirm as her oxygen supply ran out.
Inez really struggled but Fran was large and powerful and held her firmly. After
a few seconds, Inez was almost to the point of giving up when Fran rose up. Mike
heard his Mother gasp and inhale deeply as her airway cleared. Fran waited a few
more seconds than lowered herself once more. Inez began to struggle almost
immediately. Her mouth and nose were embedded in Fran's snatch. Once again when
Inez was at the point of collapse, Fran relented and let her have some air.
Mike watched as Fran kept repeating the process of near suffocating Inez and
then relenting at the last minute. She must have done it ten times. Mike could
tell that Morty was getting off on feeling Inez's legs squirm and twitch as she
struggled for air.
"Ready to cum, Morty." Asked Fran
"You betcha, snuff the bitch," said Morty
"Almost snuff, not in front of a witness," said Fran as she clamped her cunt
over Inez's face. Inez twisted and squirmed as the last of her air was used up.
Fran stayed on longer this time as Morty pumped furiously away and then released
a load of sperm into Inez's cunt.
Fran relented at the last minute and reached down to slap the prostrate Inez
hard on one cheek.
"Wake up cunt, we're through with you for now," said Fran
Mike gathered his mother's clothes as he put his own back on.
"I got to get ready for work, Take your Mom back to your place and do whatever
with her. You did well tonight Mikey, I think you got the makings of a real
stud," said Fran.
Mike had walked his naked Mom across the hall and helped her into bed. He
climbed in with her and went to sleep. He awoke during the middle of the night
and screwed her once again. She woke up for a while and humped his cock while he
fucked her. After he emptied his cock into her gooey cunt, they both fell asleep
exhausted.
