Heaven

Warning! The sex described in this story is extremely casual. There are also a lot of incestuous encounters. If any of this bothers you, I advise you to read another story. If not, enjoy!

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Who-is-who: (returning characters)

Jamie, the protagonist of the story, has one younger sister Cindy, who is engaged to Jason.

Their parents are Cynthia and Mark.

Their neighbors are Simon and Caroline.

Jason’s mom is Lorna.

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Several hours later I awoke, with Jason still half on top of me, his limp cock resting against my inner thigh. The TV had gone into power saving mode, so except for a small light on the other side of the room, everything was dark. It took me a few seconds to figure out what had woken me up. It was the sound of a car stopping on the driveway. Seconds later, I could hear the rattling of a key chain at the back door. When it opened, I could barely make out a woman’s silhouette, which I figured was Jason’s mom, Lorna. As soon as she was in, she dropped her purse on the floor, slammed the door shut and flicked on the light in the kitchen and living room at the same time. This of course woke up Jason.

Completely ignoring us, she stormed off into the hallway. When Jason got up and followed her, I did the same, not sure as to why. Clearly worked up, she stormed into the toilet, leaving the door wide open. She was wearing black, low boots, black pants, a matching jacket — with her name tag still on her left breast side, all buttons undone — and a white blouse — the top two buttons opened, giving her a wonderful cleavage. Her hair was tied up in a knot. Her makeup was classy and not too obvious; she looked absolutely gorgeous!

Lorna dropped down on the toilet seat and turned to face the open door as she hastily undid her pants with both hands, pushing them down over her thighs and exposing her light-blue panties. Then she yanked her blouse open — swiftly opening all the buttons, except the bottom one — revealing her flesh-colored bra. After quickly reclining, she used her left hand to lean on backwards, while her right hand started going berserk in her panties. Her mouth opened into a beautiful ‘O’ and her eyes closed as her face started to contort with pleasure. It was clear that she was in dire need of some relief.

Jason and I just stood there, watching this sensual and erotic scene. As the hand in her panties started moving faster and faster, her mouth opened even wider. After playing with herself for about twenty seconds, she sat up and used her left hand — the one she’d been leaning backwards on — to push her bra up, exposing her beautiful tits and incredibly erect nipples. Almost immediately afterwards, that same left hand slid down to her crotch and took over from her right hand. Now, she brought her right index and middle fingers to her mouth and started sucking on them.

After a few seconds, her left hand grabbed her panties, pulled them to the side and exposed her trimmed pussy to us. As she took her fingers out of her mouth, she opened her eyes and looked down as she inserted her right index and middle finger into her moist pussy. She bit her lip and loudly moaned as she drove her fingers deep inside. She arched her back and moaned even louder, closing her eyes again. She started finger fucking herself hard and fast. Lewd, juicy sopping sounds filled the small room and reverberated out into the hallway. She tilted her head backwards, facing the ceiling as her body bucked and shook on the toilet seat.

Meanwhile, I took my eyes off of the scene, just long enough to wrap my hand around Jason’s incredibly fat cock and began stroking it gently, feeling it pulsate and throb in my hand. For a few seconds, Lorna leaned back on her left hand again, as her right hand slipped a third finger inside of her, leaving just her pinky and her thumb out of her twat. She leaned against the left wall with her shoulder for support and fingered herself so hard that her ass bucked off the seat with every jab, making it seem like she was riding an incredibly fast rodeo bull. This continued for about three minutes, during which Jason leaked precum in my hand twice.

Then, her body started twisting and convulsing on the toilet seat. The wide intoxicating smile on her face indicating that all the lust welling up inside of her was about to culminate into a spectacular orgasm. As her hand moved more frantically with every passing second, she pursed her lips and put her face against the wall again, slowly beginning her climax, which lasted a solid two minutes. During his mother’s orgasm, Jason’s climaxed under my gentle stroking and flung three fat ropes onto the hallway floor. He came in silence, not moving a muscle except for the involuntary contractions caused by his orgasm. Like me, he obviously didn’t want to miss a second of his mother’s enchanting performance. At the end of her orgasm, Lorna stopped breathing for what must have been at least twenty seconds, her entire body frozen.

Afterwards, as she was sitting there, recovering and panting heavily, Jason stepped over his own cum on the floor and pushed his cock against his mother’s right cheek. He squeezed out the last bit of cum as he moved his cock towards her chin, leaving behind a thin line of white goo. Lorna either didn’t care or was too far gone in post-orgasmic bliss to react. After giving his mom a peck on her forehead, Jason signaled me to follow him upstairs. I spent the night at Jason’s, sharing his bed — along with my sister — with him spooning me, both of us facing Cindy, and I fell asleep with his hands cupping my tits.

The following morning I awoke in the same position, on my left side and Jason’s hand still on my right tit. Before opening my eyes, I reached back with my right hand and found his semi-hard cock. Although he was still asleep, his body reacted instinctively and as his cock started growing, his pelvis slowly pressed up against me as he moaned softly. I lifted my right leg and put his cock between my thighs. With my left hand, I held my pussy open as my right one guided his big cock into me. On automatic pilot, his body pushed forward, penetrating me. It wasn’t until after the third shove — when he was all the way inside of me — that he woke up properly. He moved his hand from my tit to my shoulder so he could thrust into me harder. He screwed me hard and deep but slow, too slow for me to cum.

Jason fucked me for nearly ten minutes, after which he pulled his cock out and squirted his morning nut juice all over my bush and my inner thighs. When he rolled onto his back to catch his breath, I got up from the bed — crawling over my sister, who was still sleeping — and walked out. I didn’t even look back and headed straight for the bathroom.

To my surprise, Lorna was in there, but figuring we had to meet sooner or later, I just continued in and closed the door behind me.

“Good morning.”

“Morning,” she said murmured, as she was brushing her teeth, in her underwear — a white bra with matching panties.

“Mind if I take a shower?” I asked as I stepped into the shower completely naked.

Lorna bent forward, spat in the sink and rinsed her mouth, then said, “Go right ahead, Jamie is it?”

“Yeah,” I replied as I carefully turned on the water.

“Jason mentioned you a couple of times, he told me you’re an ever bigger whore than your sister,” she said, turning around and blatantly staring at my tits and my exposed cunt.

I looked at her, fought a proud smile and asked, “He said that?”

“He did.”

I smiled, a little shy, not sure how to respond to that as I fumbled with the faucet, trying to get the water temperature right.

“So, is it true?” Lorna asked as she hooked both her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and pulled them down to her knees, “Are you a whore, Jamie?”

I looked at her for a few seconds, then walked over to her and kneeled down in front of her. Looking her straight in the eyes, I slowly put my head between her legs and gave her snatch a little lick.

“Mmmm, I guess you are,” she said as she put her feet together, causing her panties to drop to the floor, then pulled her left leg up and placed that foot on the sink, spreading herself wide open for me. I ate her out for as long as she let me. She sighed, gasped and gently stroked my hair for minutes on end.

Then suddenly, she put her foot down and stepped away, whispering, “I am going to the bakery to get some breakfast, is it just the two of you?”

“No, Cindy is in there too,” I whispered as I got up, picking a few of her pubic hairs out of my mouth.

“I see,” she replied, smiling mischievously. As I stepped into the shower, Lorna left the bathroom.

I took a long, hot shower, toweled off and then went back to the bedroom. Cindy and Jason were already up and about, so I put on my panties and bra and headed downstairs to see where everybody was. To my mild surprise, Cindy was straddling Jason on the couch, fucking him slow and hard, both of them were stark naked.

“Morning,” I whispered as I passed them, heading for the kitchen. As Lorna still wasn’t back, I started making coffee and setting the table. Several minutes later, when I was all done, I sat down on one of the other couches and grabbed a nearby magazine. Another couple of minutes later, Lorna walked in through the back door, put two bags on the table and took off her coat.

“Hi Lorna,” Cindy moaned as she kept bouncing up and down Jason’s cock.

“Morning kids,” she replied, kicking off her shoes and walking towards the seating area.

“Hi mom, I’ll be done in a few minutes,” Jason replied, his hands on Cindy’s ass.

“Take your time sweetie,” Lorna replied as she walked up to the back of the couch where they were fucking and gave her son a peck on the forehead. Jason quickly raised his arms and wrapped them around his mother’s neck, keeping her in place. By slowly lifting his face upwards, he quickly pressed his lips against his mom’s. While they were kissing, Jason suddenly ripped open Lorna’s blouse and roughly pushed her bra up to expose her big tits. Feigning shock, Lorna broke the kiss and just looked into her son’s eyes as he callously groped her tits.

“Lorna, would you like to have a go?” Cindy asked, grinning wickedly.

Lorna didn’t answer, but instead forwarded the question to Jason, “What do you think baby, you want mommy to come and sit on your big, fat cock?”

Instead of replying, he just kept looking her dead in the eye and lowered his hands down to the hem of her skirt and slowly started tearing it as well. Dead serious, she kept looking him in the eyes, without saying a word and just let him rip her skirt clear in half. Meanwhile Cindy kept riding him, just enough to keep him hard. When, after about fifteen seconds, Lorna’s skirt fell to the ground, Jason grabbed his mom’s panties and began ripping those too at the same slow, nasty pace. After they too had fallen to the ground, Lorna tiptoed towards the front of the couch, where Cindy dismounted Jason, making room for her future mother-in-law.

Antagonizingly slow, Lorna straddled her son and lowered herself onto his huge, hard cock.

“Seriously, if you’d stop ripping my clothes, I could probably quit two of my jobs,” she quipped.

Jason didn’t move a muscle, and just let his mother do all the work.

“Oh fuck Jason, you’re so fucking big!” Lorna moaned as she pushed her rack into her son’s face.

Cindy slumped down next to me on the other couch and joined me in watching how Lorna rode her son’s cock to the point of breaking.

“Mom, wheredo you wantmetoblow my load?” Jason moaned.

“Just do what you were going to do with Cindy,” Lorna replied, not even out of breath.

“Well,I was just going toshoot it up hertwat,” Jason panted.

“Up my stupid twat it is then,” Lorna said, realizing fully well that that kind of comment would probably push Jason beyond the point of no return, which it did.

“Jeez, fuck!” Jason screamed as he started convulsing.

“That’s it baby,” Lorna edged him on as she increased her rate of fucking during his orgasm.

“That’s it,” she whispered, as she slowed down again once his orgasm was over.

“That’s it…” she concluded, once it was all over, leaning her head against his, patiently waiting for his cock to go limp and slip out of her cunt by itself.

“Okay, let’s eat,” she said, prancing towards the breakfast table naked, Jason’s cum running down her thigh. Jason moaned as he got up from the couch and stumbled over to the table, where the four of us took a seat and started eating. Even if it was only a bra and panties, it was a little weird to be the only one at the table wearing clothes.

“So, what are the plans for today, ladies?” Jason asked towards the end of breakfast.

“Nothing today,” my sister replied.

“Mom?” Jason asked.

“I am on pool duty in the red section this afternoon,” Lorna said as she sipped from her coffee.

“You girls wanna tag along?” Jason asked.

Cindy shrugged her shoulders and turned to me.

“Sure,” I said, not having anything else to do.

One of Lorna’s part-time jobs was being a life guard at the local swimming pool, red section — without curfew. She usually took the afternoon shift, so she could make her rounds. I didn’t know what she meant by that, but I had a feeling I was going to find out soon enough. We talked and passed the time until we had to go. I wore a summer skirt and a top, which I borrowed from Lorna’s extensive wardrobe.

Jason drove his mom’s car to the swimming pool and after parking the car, we all entered through the rear entrance. As it was almost noon, there weren’t that many guests in the pool. We headed over to the curfew checkpoint and walked down two more aisles, before arriving at the red section changing rooms, where we waited for Lorna to get ready. A few minutes later, she walked out, wearing a one piece, black bathing suit and looking pretty damn fine.

“Mom, would you mind if Cindy and I go and fuck somewhere?” Jason asked.

I looked over at my sister, wondering if she was really going to leave me there alone with her soon-to-be-mother-in-law, but the fact that she was massaging Jason’s bulge through his jeans was indication enough.

“Go ahead. Just be sure to clean up after yourselves, okay?”

“We’ll do Lorna,” Cindy replied as she was being pulled away by Jason, both of them a big grin on their face.

“Well, I am going to start my rounds, you’re welcome to join me if you want,” Lorna said.

Not really having an alternative, I tagged along and followed Lorna towards the middle aisle of the changing rooms. Although the place seemed as deserted as the public section, there were three stalls which had a blue towel hanging over the door. Lorna walked up to the first stall and gently pushed the door open. To my surprise, there was a middle-aged man sitting on the bench inside the stall, apparently waiting for her. She walked in and kneeled in front of the man, taking hold of his cock, gently tugging it up and down as she smiled up at him and asked, “Hey Howard, just a tug this week?”

“I wouldn’t mind cumming on those pretty tits of yours,” he answered bluntly.

Lorna smiled and pulled the straps of her bathing suit down to expose her tits, then resumed the handjob she’d started. She really took her time and worked the guy over pretty good. He was moaning and sighing long before he actually came. When he eventually did, she pushed her rack up to minimize the distance he would have to cover, which resulted in her tits getting completely drenched in thick, warm sperm. She had a warm, big, encouraging smile on her face as she looked him deep in the eyes and accepted his big load onto her skin without the slightest hesitation. When he was done spurting, she kept looking him in the eyes, while she rubbed his cock head against her hard left nipple.

Then she got up and said, “See you next week Howard,” and closed the door.

I got a good, long look at her big, beautiful tits — covered in Howard’s slimy goo — as she walked out, which made me a little wet. Lorna smiled — she knew — and walked over to the next stall with a towel over the door. Deciding I didn’t need to be turned on any more, I stayed back and surveyed the situation from several meters away. Only seconds after entering the stall, I noticed her getting on her knees, which meant she was either going to give a blowjob or another handjob. It wasn’t until after she came back out — a good six minutes later — that I knew she’d sucked him off.

As I looked at her, she licked her lips and swallowed ostentatiously. It didn’t take a genius to figure out where this guy had shot his load. Lorna walked over to her third and last stall, and once again sank to her knees, but not before throwing her bathing suit out. This guy must have been pretty wound up, because he didn’t last two minutes. Butt naked and with a bead of cum hanging down from his spent cock, he walked out and headed for what I assumed was the red section swimming pool.

Lorna, done with this aisle, picked up her bathing suit and smiled at me as she headed for the end of the corridor. I quickly caught up with her and accompanied her as she passed through several more aisles of changing rooms. When we got to the larger stalls — intended for groups — I noticed another blue towel hanging over one of the doors, which was slightly ajar.

Lorna glanced inside and turned to me, saying, “If you’re up for a little fun, I could use an extra pair of hands and lips in there.”

I shrugged my shoulders and said, “Sure.”

“Guys, this is Jamie, my special helper for today,” Lorna said as we walked in.

There were six guys in the stall, all naked and all sporting massive boners. Lorna dropped her bathing suit — I don’t know why she’d bothered to carry it with her, or even why she put one on in the first place — and got down on her knees in the middle of the room. Immediately, the two guys closest to her at the time, walked up to her, and each pushed their hard cock insolently against her face.

After giving the first cock a few licks and the second one a few tugs, Lorna said, “I am afraid there’s kind of a dress code in here sweetie,” obviously referring to the fact that everyone except me was naked.

I started untying my summer skirt with both hands, when one of the men — a gentlemen in his early fifties — stepped up and said, “I don’t mind if you keep that on, as long as I can cum on it!”

“Sure,” I said, shrugging my shoulders.

I even surprised myself a little bit with how slutty and indifferent I was acting.

As he walked up to me, cock in hand, I got down on my knees — where I assumed he’d want me. But then the other three men also started moving towards me. Okay, now this made me a little nervous. I had agreed to take one load of cum on my clothes, but now I was faced with four men, apparently all with the same intent. As two of them had already positioned themselves on either side of me, pumping their fat cocks at me, it was too late to object. Besides, it wasn’t as if I was opposed to getting bukkaked — I was wearing Lorna’s clothes anyway. I was however hoping that Lorna would finish off her two men quickly so she could thin the herd a little bit.

Unfortunately, I seemed to be shit out of luck. Although Lorna was feverishly pumping and sucking off her two cocks, her guys showed no sign of cumming any time soon. Mine, however, seemed to be in a terrible hurry. Barely twenty seconds after stepping up to me, the first guy — the one who had addressed me earlier — started ejaculating on the front of my top. Almost immediately, the second guy started flinging his goo at me as well. Dozens of strands of white, gooey cum rained down all over my top, my skirt, my shoulders, my arms and even my face.

While they were still at it, I noticed the third guy rushing over to me, furiously wanking his throbbing dick as he positioned himself in between my other two suitors. It was getting a little crowded, but he obviously couldn’t wait any longer. Mischievously, he aimed his pulsating cock at the center of my face, instead of my clothes, and just started cumming. Except for a few drops ending up in my hair, he disrespectfully flung his entire load in my slut face, completely drenching me. By the time he was done, I could actually feel ropes of cum dangling from my forehead and my nose. As I carefully opened my left eye — the right one was creamed shut, and was beyond saving — I noticed the fourth guy rushing over.

As there was no more room in front of me, he got in behind me and started moaning as he squatted down slowly. I couldn’t actually see his cum, but I felt it splattering against my top. Everywhere his cum impacted my top, it got pushed against my skin. As if ruining the back of my top wasn’t enough, halfway through his performance, he squatted down a little more and pushed his spurting cock against my skirt, no doubt making a complete mess there as well. As the four of them extensively wiped their cocks clean on various parts of my clothes and body, I took some comfort in the fact that it was over. After all, I had done my part, I reckoned, I had finished off my four guys…

The two guys Lorna was servicing — sucking and wacking them off alternately — had a different view on the matter however and still hadn’t cum yet. Although they could have shot their loads in Lorna’s willing mouth — or given her a disgusting facial — they clearly had their minds set on abusing and degrading me even more. When I noticed the fifth guy walking over to me, I knew I’d be taking two more loads.

Pumping his dick in his fist, he said, “Lift your top baby.”

I did, revealing my light blue bra.

Then he said, “Hold the left cup of your bra open.”

With my left hand I pulled the fabric of my bra away from my skin, while I used my right hand to push my tit flat against my body, creating as much room in the cup as I could.

“Oh yeah,” he said, taking a step closer and leaning over my chest. By squatting down a little bit, he brought his throbbing cock to within inches of my left tit. Only a few seconds later, he started moaning and dumped his huge load into my cup, covering my hand, my tit and the fabric of my bra in his warm, disgusting goo. He was wiping his cock on my chin, when I noticed the sixth — and last — guy step away from Lorna, and rush over to me. I barely had time to pull my hand out of my cum drenched bra, as he walked up behind me, and roughly pushed me on all fours.

He kneeled down behind me, pulled my skirt up and pulled my light blue panties down a little bit, revealing my ass crack to anyone close enough to see. Holding my panties open by the waist band, he created a nice big target for himself as he began pumping his dick even more fiercely than before. The tip of his fat cock was now just an inch away from my butt hole and he could have easily rammed it up there and ass-fucked me to his heart’s content, but I knew he wouldn’t. He was going to continue the bukkake, ruin my clothes and degrade me as much as possible in the process…

He came without as much as a grunt, spewing his watery cum into my panties and against my ass, completely soaking me down there. After a few seconds, a big puddle started forming in the crotch of my panties, saturating them and began seeping down my thighs. My last clean piece of clothing ruined, another part of my body defiled, these guys had really done a number on me…

When he was done and got up, he pulled my panties up in between my ass cheeks and gave me a little wedgie, just enough to cause me mild discomfort and show his disrespect for me. He then slapped my ass and walked out of the room, along with his five buddies. With their balls empty, they had no more interest in us.

As I stumbled to my feet, not knowing where to start cleaning myself up, Lorna said, “You’re even more of a degenerate whore than I thought, we’re going to have to establish a pecking order!”

At the time — I was barely listening — I didn’t know what she meant, nor did I care. I had other concerns. For starters, I had to find my way to a shower, while having only one functional eye. Then, I had to peel the cum drenched clothes off me and wash the sperm off every nook and crack of my slut body. And then, I had to figure out what I was going to wear, as I didn’t have a single, useable piece of clothing left. Luckily Lorna was able to help out with that last part, and provided me with a life guard t-shirt. I looked quite ridiculous with just that red t-shirt — which barely covered my ass and cunt — and my shoes on, but at least I wasn’t completely naked.

Lastly, I had to find Cindy and Jason as I didn’t have the car keys, and I wasn’t keen on walking home. Fortunately, there weren’t that many hiding places, and so Lorna and I quickly located them in the cafeteria overlooking the red-section pool. Jason, naked from the waist down and my sister in just her underwear, were sharing a table not far from the bar. Except for barkeep and the two of them, the place was deserted.

As this was my first time up there, I was immediately drawn to the glass wall which separated the cafeteria from the pool and watched in awe at the dozens of lewd scenes in front of me. There were people fucking, sucking and masturbating everywhere. Although some people were actually swimming, the majority of the guests was engaged in some sort of sexual activity.

After talking to them for a minute or so, Lorna glanced at the nearest clock and realized that her official work shift was about to begin. She quickly said goodbye to her son and my sister and gave them both a peck on the forehead. Then, as she walked out of the cafeteria, she said, “See you later Jamie.”

“Bye,” I replied, absentmindedly. After enjoying the view of the pool area for another couple of minutes, I joined Jason and Cindy at their table. After explaining why I was wearing nothing but a life guard t-shirt, we had a few more drinks before heading back to the car.

The three of us went over to my parent’s house where we hung out, watched some TV and played a few video games. Jason stayed for dinner and afterwards went upstairs with Cindy, most likely to fuck her brains out. Mom and dad turned in around 10 pm, which left me all alone in front of the TV. I flipped on the naughty channel and started playing with myself a little bit, not really knowing where this would lead to. Suddenly Jason walked into the dining room, looking for his car keys.

When he looked over to the living room and saw me sitting there, on the couch, naked from the waist down, playing with myself, he smiled and walked over to me for a better look of my twat and asked, “Still up?”

“Yeah, I am bored… and horny, but not sleepy,” I replied, glancing at him for a second before turning my gaze back on the TV.

“I see,” he whispered, looking at my cunt unabashed.

“Cin asleep?” I asked.

“Yeah, she was exhausted,” he smiled proudly.

“I’ll bet.” I whispered with a grin, looking up at him for a second.

Then I got the craziest idea.

“Can I come with you?” I asked as I turned off the TV and sat up, pulling my fingers out of me.

“Uh, I gotta go pick up mom and then it’s straight off to bed for me.”

“I don’t mind,” I replied.

“Look, I’ve pumped three loads into your sister this evening, I don’t know how much action I’ll be able to provide,” he said as he looked at me, with a disappointed look on his face.

“Doesn’t matter, if not tonight, then you can do me in the morning. Make me wait for it a little longer, I don’t mind,” I whispered eagerly, really sounding like a desperate slut.

“Hey, if you wanna come with, come with, I don’t mind,” he replied, acting all cool and aloof all of a sudden.

So I pulled my skirt and panties back up, put on some shoes and followed him to his car.

After driving for a few minutes, I asked, “So, your mom doing the night shift again?”

“She’s waitressing at Sloppy Joe’s tonight,” he replied. He didn’t elaborate, and I didn’t ask any follow up questions, so that was pretty much the end of our conversation.

When we got to Sloppy Joe’s, he parked in the alley out back and turned off the engine.

“Shit, she’s not done yet, this could take a while,” he said.

I looked around to see what he was basing this information on, but it wasn’t until I followed his gaze towards a red car, parked about fifty meters away, that I understood. All of its windows were steamed up and the vehicle itself was rocking back and forth in a fast, energetic pace. We waited there for over ten minutes.

Then, suddenly, one of the rear passenger doors opened and Lorna stumbled out, pulling her short black skirt back into place and pulling the left strap of her red top up, covering her left boob up. After taking a good look around and locating Jason’s car, she stumbled towards us, inelegantly carrying her purse in her right hand.

When she opened the passenger door and saw me sitting next to her son, she said, “Hi hon… oh Jamie, hi, that’s a pleasant surprise.”

“Hey Lorna,” I replied, glancing at the cum running down her thigh, out from under her skirt.

“Mom, Jamie’s going to spend the night, if that’s okay,” Jason said.

“Sure hon, that’s fine, but your little whore is in my seat,” Lorna replied.

“Mooom!” Jason said.

“That’s okay, I’ll move,” I said as I unclasped my seat belt and crawled onto the back seat.

Lorna got in, closed the door and gave Jason her most innocent look, “What?”

“Be nice,” he said, as he started the car and drove off.

Lorna looked back at me and asked, “You’re a whore, aren’t you Jamie?”

“Yes,” I whispered softly, getting really turned on here.

“Speak up, slut!” Lorna yelled.

“Yes ma’am, I am a whore!” I replied, matching her volume.

“See, we’re all friends here,” Lorna said as she briefly glanced at her son.

Jason didn’t say a word, and just looked at me in his rear view mirror. I didn’t know if he could tell, but I was horny as fuck and soaking wet from all of Lorna’s rude comments. When we got to their house, Lorna immediately hit the shower as Jason and I headed straight for bed. We took off our clothes and climbed into his bed. After snuggling for a minute or so, I put my hand on his crotch and massaged it for a little bit. When nothing happened, I reconciled myself with the fact that it wasn’t going to get up any time soon.

“I’ll do you in the morning,” he said as he kissed me on the forehead and turned off the lights.

However, in the middle of the night, I was awakened by the bedroom door opening and the light from the night hall shining in. After needing a few seconds to wake up properly, I could see it was Lorna, wearing nothing but a black bra and panties. I couldn’t — at the time — think of why on Earth anyone would wear that outfit to bed. Ignoring my presence completely, she sat down on the edge of the bed and slowly reclined next to Jason, who now awoke as well.

“Mom, what’s going on?” he asked, still sleepy but worried, as he flicked on his night light.

“This,” Lorna replied, as she reached down under the blankets and started playing with his cock; Jason, as surprised as I was, gasped and groaned loudly as his dick came to live in a matter of seconds. By the time I realized what she was doing, Lorna’s hand was flying up and down his shaft, jacking him off hard and fast.

With her other hand, she swiftly threw off the covers and whispered, in a seductive voice, “I wanna see it!”

As she scooted over a little higher, to get a better view of his rock hard cock, her tits were now right in front of Jason’s face. As he instinctively turned his head towards them, Lorna — without having to be asked or told — pulled her bra up over her tits to expose them. Then, she grabbed the tit closest to him and squeezed her aureole in between her thumb and index finger, presenting it to him. Jason, deliriously horny at this point, attacked her tit with his wide open mouth and started licking and sucking on it like a mad man.

Lorna, realizing he was about to pop, let go of her tit — her son’s eager mouth was keeping it right where it needed to be — and brought that hand to within an inch of my face. As Jason began convulsing and moaning around her tit, she gave me the middle finger, actually pushing it against my nose. With a soft smile on her face, she loosened her grip on his cock and started wobbling it loosely in her half-open fist, causing his sperm to fly everywhere.

When there no sperm left in his balls, Jason finally let her tit slip out of his mouth and laid back down, panting heavily. Lorna, her eyes (and her hand) still on his cock slowly released his shrinking cock and scooped the last of his cum from his cock head with her index finger, then rubbed her index finger and thumb together, playing with his cum for at least ten to fifteen seconds, sort of dreamily, as if she’d never seen cum before. Then suddenly, she folded the blankets back and without saying a word, she just got up and left, flicking off his night light on her way out and closing the door behind her.

“Bitch,” I thought to myself. Lorna knew damn well why I was there and how desperate I was; she’d just jacked him off right in front of me! I couldn’t blame Jason: she’d offered herself to him, I could hardly have expected him to turn her down, even if I was right there next to him. She had crossed my plans; I just didn’t know whether it was coincidental or on purpose… yet. Jason was back asleep before I was and was still sleeping when I woke up in the morning. I patiently waited for him to make any kind of movement, indicating that he was awake. I had been playing with myself, teasing my clit, for about twenty minutes when he finally woke up.

He sat up, looked at me and smiled, whispering, “I’ll be right with you… have to go to the bathroom.” I nodded and threw the covers off, waiting for him.

“Damn, must be one hell of a leak.” I thought to myself after about a minute. After waiting another couple of minutes, I started getting impatient and got out of bed and walked over to the door; when I opened it, I saw him standing in the middle of the hallway, with Lorna on her knees in front of him, sucking his big morning erection. She was dressed in a shapewear body, fishnet stockings and high heels! The fucking bitch had seduced him on his way to — or back from — the bathroom; she had — just like a few hours prior — put on one of his favorite sexy outfits and was once again draining him so he would be no good to me.

Jason looked at me apologetically, realizing too what his mom was up to and was just minutes away from achieving, but just like before I couldn’t really blame him; the way she looked, no man in his right mind would have turned her down… and although I was pissed, I didn’t really blame her. There was no pleasure in blowing him like this; she did it simply to spite me, to cause me discomfort… and that got me wet, wetter than the anticipation of getting fucked by Jason had gotten me. I watched them and played with myself, right where I was standing…

I watched as Lorna sucked him off and took his morning load all over her slutty little face; I watched as Jason collapsed onto his knees, moaning and as Lorna smirked at me, visibly pleased with herself for taking his erection away from me, again. When Jason composed himself a few moments later, he looked up at me and was about to move towards me, probably to apologize and maybe try to finger me to pleasure me yet.

But Lorna put her hand on his shoulder, leaned in next to his ear as she looked me in the eye and whispered, “Come take a shower with me, honey.”

When he hesitated for a few seconds, she added, “I’ll keep my clothes on if you’d like.”

“Heels too?” he asked, turning his head towards her.

“Uhuh.” she nodded, glancing at me briefly, mocking me.

“Can I rip ‘m?” he asked.

“Off course you can.” she whispered, sealing the deal.

Jason turned and walked into the bathroom — he’d probably already forgotten I was there; she leaned in and whispered, “Get your cock nice and hard for me hon, I’ll be right with you.”

After closing the bathroom door, she turned to look at me; she was being mean for no reason at all, she was even willing to get into the shower with her clothes and shoes, and let Jason rip them off of her, just to spite me… and it was making me even hornier than I already was.

“Are we going to have a problem here?” she asked, looking me in the eyes.

I looked at her for a few seconds, until my natural submissive nature resurfaced.

“No ma’am,” I said as I sank to my knees and crawled over to her, pressing my face into her clothed crotch.

“Oh, poor Kitty.” she whispered softly as she caressed my hair. “Are you horny?”

I nodded my head fiercely as I continued pressing my face against her.

“Would you like to find out what a real woman’s cunt tastes like?”

Again I nodded fiercely. She pushed my head back and pulled her stockings to her knees and unbuttoned her shapewear body between her legs; as it unsnapped, her cunt came into view. I slowly bent my head forward and stuck my head back in between her legs, lapping at her moist cunt.

Realizing that this was my best shot at getting off, I slipped my right hand in between my own legs and just jammed three fingers up my soaking wet cunt. I wasn’t going to get any cock from Jason as long as his mom was around, so I might as well get off while getting humiliated by the better woman. I ate her out for about two minutes while I was busy mercilessly pumping my own hole.

She knew what was going to happen, what I was doing… she could have ruined my orgasm, but she didn’t. She had already won — she was the better woman — and my tongue up her cunt was proof of that. She waited patiently for me to cum and wildly buck and spasm with my face pressed up against her cunt. When I was done cumming, I collapsed on the floor.

“I am glad you’ve learned your place,” she whispered, “We’re going to get along just fine, you and I!”

“Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ve gotta go drain my boy again, just to be on the safe side,” she added.

She really didn’t want me to have any kind of chance with him. She buttoned up her shapewear body, pulled up her fishnets and then walked into the bathroom, audibly locking the door from the inside. Haven gotten the release I was after, and realizing I wasn’t going to get any cock from Jason anytime soon, I decided not to wait for them to finish and got dressed, strutting my humbled ass out of there.

I had certainly learned my place when it came to Lorna; she was a dominant, detached bitch… a perfect match for a submissive, little slut like me. I had a distinct feeling that after this incident I was going to see a lot of Lorna –well, at least her twat.