Mom's Mistake
Chapter 8
Abstract: Some background on what makes a nerd a nerd is presented, using the
life of Elf as an example. His mother inspires the nerd to utilize his twisted
intellectual gifts to turn her into his home entertainment center as a minimum.
Not completely satisfied, he goes on to blackmail his highschool history
teacher, a closet nerd and masochist, into becoming a charter member of the
Nerdette Ladies Auxiliary (NLA). Elf sees an opportunity to join the NLA with
the cottage industry whose sole asset is one battered fuck-pig /pain-slut, who
is too old to handle the demands for her services. The first NLA candidates,
including Elf's mother and the teacher he is blackmailing, are taken to the
cabin that spawned mom, in order that they be initiated.
Depending on your perspective, Elf and his posse were either the cream
of the crop or the absolute dregs of the nerd world. They were introspective to
the extreme, insecure, highly intelligent, completely orthogonal to the
standards set by "normal" society, and repelled and awed at the same time by
members of the opposite sex. Whether it had something to do with breast feeding,
toilet training, or a combination of both plus other factors too strange to even
consider, was a subject for the psychology mavens to argue about in their spare
time. The rest of their time and energy was focused on making huge amounts of
money trying to keep these unfortunates from harming themselves or those around
them.
The Nerdette Ladies Auxiliary was a perfect example of the extremely
bizarre world that they inhabited. All members of Elf's posse had a thing for at
least one female member of their immediate family, or a fellow female student.
In all cases this love-hate relationship could only be formed between the male
nerd and his female fixation provided she had some type of physical imperfection
that gave the male nerd a feeling of superiority to her. Once this bond was
established, it always developed into a classic obsessive-compulsive
relationship that usually was never truly actualized.
Elf, the nerd leader, if such a position was truly possible in that
bizarre world, had a major thing for his mother and a growing thing for his
history teacher. Elf's mother was in her late 40s, with big tits, a broad ass, a
gut that was the result of drinking a case of beer every week, and an itch
between her legs that constantly nagged at her. Elf's father had left for parts
unknown when he was still in diapers, so his mother was the center of his
universe until he reached the age when he discovered that his cock had more than
one function.
It was his mother who accidently induced his first orgasm when he was
around eight or nine. She was giving him his bath, and as usual she was wearing
only her underwear because the boy liked to play when he was in the tub. On that
particular day he was particularly rambunctious and his mother wound up removing
her bra which had become soaked. For some strange reason Elf started to suck on
one of her fat nipples and before he knew it, his little dick got stiff as a
board. It remained that way until she was drying him off. Whether by accident or
design she put her hand around his hard prick and gave it a few squeezes. The
next thing they knew a stream of watery fluid was streaming from the tip of his
dick and running over his mother's hand. She acted as if nothing of consequence
had occurred, but the twisted bond between Elf and his mother was formed that
day and continued to grow stronger with each passing year.
The nerd made the connection between getting off and seeing his mother
in her underwear or less. Like all young boys he masturbated relentlessly,
shooting off more and more of that sticky fluid as his prick grew and his
fantasies about his mother increased. Since Elf was gifted with a great degree
of intelligence, he put it to use to develop an elaborate spying network in the
house that allowed him to peep at his mother in most of the rooms, especially
the bathroom and her bedroom. Those two places had various peep holes that gave
him total access no matter what part of them she occupied.
The shows that his mother put on for her son were well beyond what most
women performed in private. Elf's mother had a strong sex drive, but being
ditched by her first husband made her nervous about entering into another
relationship. Then as the years rolled by and she got fatter and more slovenly,
she too retreated into the fantasy world of "self abuse". By the time Elf was
beginning highschool, his mother was his sole sex fantasy.Why not, she did it
all for him. He could watch her shower and play with herself, take long baths
and really play with herself, or lie on her bed, stark naked with her legs
spread wide and jam her favorite vibrator into her hairy cunt. His spying places
soon had a crust of dried semen that covered perhaps a few square feet of the
floor and was at least a couple of inches thick, quite a tribute to an
overweight, blowsy woman who had little if any self-esteem left.
At school Elf joined the photography club and in no time was setting up
remote controlled still cameras and his favorite, a fisheye video tape recorder
that could produce good pictures in low light levels. Now he was in meatbeater's
heaven as his home reconnaissance network provided him with high octane material
that kept him busy playing with himself for hours on end. Even he began to
realize that his behavior was getting too obsessive, and the thrill of watching
his overweight mother abuse herself with vibrators and now dildos was beginning
to pale. It was then that he developed a fixation for his history teacher, Ms
Manners, a recent college graduate who displayed all the signs of being a
genuine, dyed-in-the- wool, female nerd. Elf fell madly in love with her as only
a male nerd could.
This nerd female wore no makeup and was still recovering from a
multiyear bout with acne. Her mousy brown hair was cut or chopped short and she
wore thick glasses with large plastic rims that made her look a bit like a
circus clown. One didn't want to get downwind of her since she obviously was
allergic to soap and water. Sick fuck that he was, Elf actually enjoyed her
stink, it made his dick get hard. Her figure was another thing altogether.
Despite the terrible full cut blouses and skirts she wore, it still was obvious
to someone like Elf, who watched her like a hawk, that hidden below was a
spectacular figure featuring torpedo shaped tits and an ass that jiggled and
jounced with every step she took.
Soon Elf realized that unless he was either watching his mother get
herself off or looking at one of his top ten tapes of his mom getting herself
off, he was jerking off to visions of a naked Ms Manners doing all sorts of
great things to his cock. What finally cinched their one-sided "relationship"
was when he discovered, quite by accident, that Ms Manners was a devoted student
of the Inquisition. He had noticed she always carried around this heavy book
with her and often while she was monitoring an exam or something that did not
require her to interact with the class, she would sneak a look at the book and
her breathing would get heavy and she'd lick and bite on her lips.
One day she was called away by the principal on very short notice and
left the book in her desk drawer. Elf of all people was given responsibility for
monitoring the class because he was a nerd and would rat out anyone who made
trouble. He gave them a reading assignment and then took a look at this book. He
nearly wet his pants when he came to the dog-eared pages that were smudged from
being constantly turned, and had the more graphic parts underlined. It didn't
take a genius to figure out that Ms Manners was a full blown closet masochist
with religious overtones, and made to be his mate forever. It was only a few
weeks later that mom visited the posse and turned their stunted lives
inside-out. It was shortly afterward that Elf decided that Ms Manners would
become a charter member of the Nerdette Ladies Auxiliary, along with his own
mother.
Getting the teacher into the boat, so to speak, didn't turn out to be
very much of a problem. Elf had access to a wealth of S&M material thanks to
members of the posse who were heavily into that sort of thing. Soon she was
receiving all manner of heavy duty torture material with little annotations that
implied strongly that she was really into this stuff from the victim's side.
Then her daily e-mail began receiving dozens upon dozens of similar photographs
and cartoons with more blunt observations that a number of people in the
community were aware of her sick personality and would soon be mounting a
campaign to rid the school of her on moral and religious grounds, unless she
agreed to submit to counseling and psychiatric evaluation.
She foolishly agreed to a session with the "committee", composed of
teenaged nerds, that had been established to out and then oust her. Ms Manners
left that meeting a changed woman, now totally dedicated to her masochistic life
style and unashamed to profess it for all to hear whenever she'd be forced to
disrobe in preparation for a good old fashioned thrashing with all the trimmings
as she hung from her bound wrists, weights dangling from her ankles to stretch
her naked body to its limits. She and Elf's mother were the first two charter
members of the NLA, which by the time of it's first formal meeting and orgy had
seven members.
You can imagine the reaction that Honey and I had when the head nerd
introduced the concept of a ladies auxiliary that could fill in for mom when she
was incapacitated either from a close encounter with Elf and his posse or some
other clients. We insisted on sampling the merchandise in our own way which
meant a trip to the cabin with a few close friends for a weekend with some
nerdettes. Ever one for details, Elf produced a packet that included nude photos
and biographies of each nerdette.
He excitedly observed that what we were proposing could become their
official initiation into the NLA. We argued that it would be impossible to
handle more than three ladies at a time, and we actually preferred two. Those
that survived the trials associated with the initiation would be considered for
joint appointments to our organization. This was a godsend since it was very
obvious from mom's first encounter with Elf and his pack that no one
pain-slut/fuck-pig could possibly handle the kind of customer traffic that our
little company was beginning to generate.
It may have been short notice, but Honey and I were to be assisted by
two other couples, veterans of the orginal trip that produced mom. At least that
was the plan until one of the guys scheduled to help out got into a bit of a
tussle with some tough hombres from across town and got himself waxed and
whacked as well. His girlfriend opted to stay at the hospital to make sure he'd
be able to function once he came out of the coma. That left the arrangement kind
of lopsided, with four of us and three nerdettes to initiate.
At Honey's suggestion we decided to add Elf to the package to make
things a little more balanced. Besides we both were interested in seeing how the
nerd leader would deal with his mom as well as the nerd teacher he was
blackmailing. The third nerdette kind of attracted my attention since she was
the youngest candidate, having just turned thirteen a month ago. I kind of dug
the flat chest and hairless pussy this skinny Asian baby was sporting, not to
mention her birth certificate which officially made her street legal around
these parts. Her nerd brother had nailed her fore and aft only last week, more
fallout from the session with mom which resulted in all the male nerds losing
their cherries despite the fact that mom was kept busy absorbing all sorts of
neat tortures and other punishments besides putting out for the nerd posse.
So right after school on Friday we loaded up the van with the three
nerdette candidates, all tightly tied, gagged and naked as the day they were
born. Honey and I sprang the first surprise on our cargo when Biff and Buster, a
pair of male dogs trained to do the nasty with human females climbed on board. I
thought our three candidates were going to pass out from fear. Fortunately the
animals were tired from doing a local spinster who had needs that were out of
the ordinary to put it mildly. They spent the majority of the time in the van
sleeping and licking their dicks, which seemed to be a favorite activity of
dogs. Then we picked up the other couple, Jerry and Kim, who joined Elf in the
back of the van where our weekend visitors were located.
As soon as we got on the highway, the three candidates were immediately
set upon and the assault lasted for the entire time that it took for us to reach
the cabin. The trio was poked, prodded, pinched and pummeled as the van ate up
the miles. However except for being forced to either suck cock or eat pussy,
none of the trio had anything serious of a sexual nature happen to them on the
trip to the cabin. It was going to be an interesting weekend and I was looking
forward to a very good time with my little Chinese sweetie, not to mention
watching Elf in action with his mom and the teacher.
( To be continued)
