Moms at Play

    Mommy was humping a man on the couch when I got home from school. She was on top and he must have had a huge cock cause Mom was really going at it. She was moaning and shouting and having a grand time riding that man’s dick. I’d never actually watched Mommy fuck a guy like that before. Usually the guys she plays with are tied up. Especially the new guys. They get a little freaked at first having to perform in front of the fifteen year old son of the woman they’re banging. Mom doesn’t care about that. In fact I think she enjoys making me watch as she plays her nasty games with men other than Daddy. Oh, she plays rough and cruel games with Dad too. But it’s the strangers who give her the most pleasure.

    The guy she was humping wasn’t cuffed and he didn’t have a gag stuffed in his mouth so I knew he was an experienced submissive. Mom only fucks guys she can control. When she gets a new subbie who’s not used to having a sadistic women practically fuck the life out of him she usually ties him up before sex. Cause after Mom has a couple orgasms from riding a man’s cock she always has to torture him. She has to hurt him real bad if he managed to really get her off. Sex brings out the cruel side in her. Mom’s a natural born sadist. Just like she’s a natural born blond.And a natural born dominatrix.Hurting men, and hurting me, her only son, well, that’s sort of Mommy’s thing.

    I got sent home early. Ms. Anderson the assistant principal caught me doing something nasty, something fifteen year old boys shouldn’t do at school. It wasn’t my fault. Mom’s been forcing Cialis on me every other day. I get these huge boners all the time and I can’t make them go away. And when I get home from school Mommy puts a cock chastity device on me so I can’t jack off.  She makes me sleep in it all night and she only takes it off just before I run to catch the school bus. Even worse, Mommy hasn’t been jerking me off either for over two weeks. I was so horny at school today and my balls were so heavy with cum I thought I’d bust.

So I’d given into temptation at lunch and slipped out back to get relief for my constant hard-on. I thought the back bus parking lot would be private at lunch. Ms. Anderson came out to sneak a smoke and she saw me. But it wasn’t like I was jerking off or anything. I was just pressing my crotch up against the stair railing and humping the metal pipe fast and hard. Not as fast and hard as Mommy was fucking the guy on the couch but Ms. Anderson knew what I was doing. I was going to jack off. I had my zipper down. And my cock was all stiff and it made a big lump that pushed out my underpants through my zipper. But it’s not like my dick was exposed. Not yet at least. Ms. Anderson got real close to me before I saw her and she told me to freeze right there so I did. She looked down at my crotch for the longest time. I’m pretty big down there. I’d been denied a real erection for two weeks. I had a massive boner. It looked like I had a huge banana stuffed in my jockey shorts and it was poking out my zipper. There was even a wet spot on the end already. I was soooo horny.

   Ms. Anderson is pretty. And sexy.And strict.At least with the boys. But she didn’t yell at me or even make me go to the office.  She did make me stand there frozen in place while she smoked her cigarette. And then she had a second one.  I stood there for fifteen minutes embarrassed yet kind of turned on. My cock stayed hard the whole time. And the wet spot got bigger.  Ms. Anderson snickered several times and she seldom took her eyes off my crotch and my big stiffie. After she ground out her second cigarette butt with her boot she took out a note pad and wrote a note addressed to my Mom. She said she’s call home so Mom knew there was a note for her so I’d better not try and lie to my Mommy. Then she told me to skip the rest of the afternoon and she sent me home. Where I walked in on Mommy riding the cock of a guy I didn’t know.

    Mom saw me at the door and mimed unbuttoning a shirt and pulling down a zipper without breaking her up and down humping rhythm of the guy under her. Then she made that gesture where you stick out your thumb and little finger and hold your hand up to your ear and pretend you’re talking on the phone. Then she mouthed the words ‘School called’ and I knew I was in trouble. Mommy laughed, made the unzip motion again and went back to fucking her guy like she was never going to fuck another man again. I mean she really went at it, up and down, grinding and thrusting and moaning and shuddering every once in a while when she had an orgasm. I’d seen Mom have climaxes before. I knew the signs.

I knew what she wanted me to do with that unzipping move so I stripped off my clothes and stood there naked watching my Mom fuck this stranger. He’d been preoccupied with his own private little internal fantasy and hadn’t noticed me yet. Mom’s pretty brazen about the fact she screws around on Dad but I’d never actually seen her fuck a guy at home like this. I’ve seen her kiss guys in the kitchen. And I’d seen her run her hands over their bodies and slip her hands down the front of their pants. And sure, I’d heard her having sex with guys other than Daddy in her bedroom plenty of times. God, how I’ve heard her. Mommy gets pretty worked up when she’s reaching climax. And my rooms right next to hers. Lots of days I come home from school and Mom’s in her room with some guy and she’s fucking him for all she’s worth and I hear her moans and her shouts of delight. But I’d never seen Mommy riding a man’s cock right out in the living room, right in front of me.

   Mom’s fuck mate noticed me and he got kind of spooked. His body stiffened and he stopped thrusting his hips up to meet Mom’s cunt slamming into him. Mommy put her hands on his neck and leaned into him. I could tell she was putting most of her weight on her hands. She was choking him. She likes doing that to men. And to me.The guy panicked and started to thrash and raised his hands to pull Mom’s hands off his throat.  She giggled, leaned close to him and whispered something I couldn’t hear. He still thrashed some but he let his hands drop away. And Mom leaned back so less of her weight was on his neck. She kept her hands wrapped around his wind pipe though and I could tell she was still half strangling him while she picked up her pace on humping him again.

   I was embarrassed. I turned to leave but Mom snapped her fingers, pointed to a spot a foot from the couch and then pointed at me. I knew what she wanted so I went and stood there. Mommy smiled at me, looked right at my cock and her smile got bigger then she started to really hump that guy. She had on a silk robe, the short red one with the black swirly pattern and it wasn’t tied. I could see Mommy’s boobs bouncing up and down as she rode that guy. And I could see her slit as she lifted till she almost let his cock out then slammed herself back down onto his massive dick. She saw I was obeying and moving toward the couch so she got back into her rhythm and kind of forgot about me as she fucked her boy toy to a massive climax. Her climax. Not his. She could tell when he was getting close to an orgasm and she’d reach under her and grab his balls and squeeze and twist and pound the man’s nuts until she was satisfied he wasn’t going to come. This was about her pleasure. She didn’t give a damn if he got anything out of it.

    I know cause Mommy uses Dad exactly the same way. And me too now. Since I turned fourteen and had my big growth spurt and my dick got to be nine inches long when it’s hard my Mom’s been playing with me just about every day. That was a year ago. My Mom’s a female supremacist. She’s dominant too. Very dominant. But mostly she’s a sadist who believes boys were put on earth for women like her to use and to torture. She’s even somewhat famous for that in this small group of women who like to use men for their own purpose. She was a professional Dominatrix when she was young. That’s how she met Dad.

Mom’s even written a couple of how-to guides on the best way to use a man and some of the fetishes women in the BDSM community might want to try. And sometimes she goes to private events to meet up with women like her where they can all watch her do live demos. She takes me with herfor that all the time now.Mommy uses me to show other women just how much fun a girl can have with a boy if she’s willing to go all the way. We’ve been all over the world together. There’re lots of women like my Mom in the world. Lots of them are Mommies too.

    Mom finally got to where she wanted to get fucking that guy’s dick. She had one of her long multiple orgasms where she just keeps coming and coming and coming. She went wild bouncing up and down on that guy, pounding his balls the whole time. She punches hard too. I know. She loves to bust my balls when she fucks me. One of her books is about how much fun that is. For months she practiced every conceivable position and ball busting technique on me. It was just research she’d laugh when she crushed my balls so bad I retched.

    She must have been in a generous mood after she climaxed on that guy’s prick cause she let him shoot off inside her. I could see his body jerk and shiver as he pumped his cum deep inside my Mom’s pussy. She laughed. Then she gave a little flip of her head to let me know she wanted me by her side. I got closer to the couch then got down on my knees. Knowing what came next I tilted my head back and waited. I didn’t have to wait long. Mommy swung her left leg up and over the man, sat on his chest and pulled my face between her thighs.  I licked her pussy, tasting her hot wet cunt juice and the man’s sticky hot cum. I licked and tongued Mommy and did my best to give her another orgasm. She’d go easy on me if I did. Fortunately Mommy must have been in a really generous and reallygood mood. I felt her body shudder, her hips started to hump my face and her legs tightened up around my head so I couldn’t breathe. I licked furiously then. If she didn’t get off soon she’d smother me senseless. I’d have a massive headache when I revived. I hated that.

    Mommy relaxed her thighs just when things started getting dark for me. She didn’t let me get my mouth and nose completely out of her crotch but I managed to suck in enough air to keep me conscious for another half a minute or so. My grabbed me by the hair on the back of my head and slammed my face against her crotch so my mouth and chin pushed hard against her pussy lips. She likes fucking faces about as much as she likes taking big hard cocks inside her. She face fucked me a good three or four minutes. I’m used to it. I know how to survive it. I snuck breaths whenever I could. When Mommy finished with me and stood up I was dizzy and woozy and my head hurt like hell but I hadn’t passed out. Which is a small victory when it comes to getting used by my Mom.

   The guy was kind of freaking out. In a quiet and subdued way.He was fidgeting. And he couldn’t seem to look at any one thing for more than half a second, his eyes darting this way and that. His neck was a little flushed from where Mommy had just choked him so hard. He probably knew better than to irritate Mom. So he just kind of stole glances at me and shuddered every once in a while when he looked at me. I guess he didn’t expect an audience when he fucked my Mom. When Mommy climbed off his cock and straddled my face I’d heard her tell the guy that every Mom should be so lucky and have a son like me. That’s when the guy really showed signs of freaking out. It was pretty obvious he didn’t like the idea of lying there naked under my gorgeous over-sexed Mom while I watched.

  But Mom didn’t really care what he thought. She didn’t have to. I knew that about the guy even though I didn’t know him. He wouldn’t be here if Mommy couldn’t control him. And if she didn’t own him already she would soon. I knew she made me watch her fuck this gut then made me suck her pussy clean to make a point with her latest subbie. If a woman was willing to do use her son that way imagine what she’ll do to a guy she barely knows. Mom uses me like this at least once a month. So I could figure out what the rest of what this new guy’s lesson would entail. Mommy slapped him half a dozen times then put the cuffs on his hands and legs. There are always cuffs and whips and dildos and clamps and other toys around when Mommy plays with a guy.

“Brian, this is my boy Danny. He belongs to me in the way you claim you want to belong to me. I wanted you to see how obedient my little boy is so you’ll have an idea of what I expect from you. So darlin, this is your chance to prove your worthy of a Mistress like me. Are you game Brian baby? Will you obey me totally the way you said you would in your last email?”

    The dumb idiot nodded. He was too shook up to say anything. I could see how he looked at my Mom and knew he was already hooked. My Mom’s thirty six. But her body looks a lot younger. She’s in great shape. And her breasts are awesome. Not so much cause they’re huge although there are nice and big. But they’re firm and they jut out from her chest so perky like and so inviting like. Plus her nipples always seem to be erect. Today Mommy had on a black leather push up bra that only covered the bottom half of her boobs. The guy on the couch was looking at Mommy’s tits all exposed like they were and I could tell he wasn’t thinking about much else as he foolishly nodded yes to whatever Mom asked him.

    Mom’s foolish subbie was on his knees in front of me before he realized it. Mom grabbed my dick in one hand and poked the guy hard in the throat the guy under his chin to get him to open his mouth. When he did she pulled my cock forward and plunged my hard throbbing shaft right between dumb nut’s lips. He was sucking cock. And I could tell it was his first time.

   I’m my Mommy’s slut. I don’t much like it. And I hate when she hurts me and tortures me. But I’m so used to the humiliation and the degrading situations she puts me in I barely notice it anymore. I do notice when a man bites my dick though. And this clod on his knees was biting down hard on my cock. I yelped. Mommy laughed. And got behind me so she could push me into the man kneeling on the floor while she grabbed his hair and pulled his head into my crotch.  I did the only thing I could. I pushed my dick hard into the guy’s mouth. I wanted to shove my cock so far down his throat he couldn’t breathe. Then he might unclamp his goddamned teeth and let my prick go. It hurt like hell. I was crying as I poked my cock deep down the loser’s throat.

    Mommy loved it of course; watching two of her sluts hurt themselves for her always turns her on That’s my Mom. Any excuse to torture a man. And her son.  She took my hands and put them on the guy’s head and whispered in my ear that I should keep his mouth on my cock no matter what. Then she got up on the couch and pulled the guy back until I thought she’d break his back. He finally bent back enough and let himself be pulled so his shoulders were laying on the couch. I’d had to follow and try and keep my dick in the guy’s mouth for two reasons. First, Mom would be unhappy with me if I didn’t. I didn’t want her unhappy with me. She’d hurt me really bad then. And second, the guy had his teeth into my dick. It hurt like crazy but it’d hurt worse if I tried to pull out with his chopped sunk into my cock.

   So I bent over and followed him down to the couch where Mom sat on the top of his head. Her cunt was pressed up against the vase of my dick. I was sprawled over both of them. My face and Mom’s face were an inch apart. She wrapped her legs around my waist and squeezed tight and started kissing me. Not like a Mom. Like a lover. A demented, over-sexed cruel lover who’s only interested in her own pleasure. And that pretty much sums up my Mom.

    This was a new game. Mommy had never played with me and another guy like this. I just went along with it. I’ve found that’s best with Mom. She hurts me real bad when she’s disappointed in me. So I kept ramming my dick up and down that loser’s throat and kept kissing Mommy like a lover as she humped the guy’s head and covered his nose with her pussy. I knew he couldn’t breathe much. He was gagging and I could feel his throat tighten up real tight around my dick. I’m ashamed to admit it but it felt good. I’d been hard for over twenty hours and I wanted relief. I knew the guy had to be in hell but I didn’t care. He’d live. Mommy smothers me all the time like that. Plus the guy was getting weaker. He was hardly biting down on my cock at all anymore. So I could really fuck his throat. I didn’t want to. I don’t like using and hurting guys like Mom does.  But I knew Mommy likes it when I savaged a man’s mouth with my giant hard cock so I raped that guy’s throat for Mommy.

Because deep down I love my Mom. The way she plays with me and treats me is all I know. It’s been like this for as long as I can remember. Mom’s taught me all about female supremacy and female dominants and about how boys like me are born to serve women like her. I don’t have to like how she plays with me. But I do have to love her for being a woman, for giving me life, for teaching me my place. Mommy says I have to do those things so I do.I’m her little boy. I love my Mommy. Remembering that and feeling Mom’s tongue probing my mouth finally gave me the sexual relief I’d been seeking for almost a day.

    I came in the guy’s mouth. I shot a huge load of cum down his throat. It just kept gushing out of my prick. His mouth got so full of my hot stick jism it leaked out so I could feel the slimy goo running down my leg. It also made the inside his mouth really, really slippery. Mom was laughing and between kisses urging me to fuck her new bitch boy good and I had so much Cialis in me I thought I might have a boner for the rest of my life so poking my cock deep down this losers throat was easy. My cock was sliding in and out of his mouth so easy what with all my cum and his saliva. The poor guy! He was having trouble getting enough oxygen but it didn’t matter. Mommy was cheering me on and humping her slit up against me and pounding her ass on that guy’s head. So I kept pumping my hips and driving my cock as far down his pie hole as I could.

    Mommy loved it. She was grinning at me and pinching and twisting my nipples and telling me how much fun it was to fuck over a man with me. Mother and son fucking together she laughed. Just the way Mommy does it with Daddy she giggled. Hearing her laugh like that, hearing the pure wickedness and the pure delight of Mommy cruel laugh worked me up into a frenzy of sex crazed need. I raped that guy’s throat hard than I’d even fucked a boy’s mouth before. Mostly I did it for Mommy. But some of it was for me. I may be my Mommy’s slutty pussy boy but at least I’m not as much of a loser as the guy Mommy was making suck my dick.

    I came a second time and the guy didn’t seem to care as much as before. He was kind of sluggish. He’d been gagging for the last fifteen minutes or so. I kind of felt sorry for him. His retchingand choking was getting to me. I’d been there. I knew the kind of agony he was going through. Or my thirteenth birthday Mommy put on a strapon and this giant black dildo and raped me for the first time. She did my mouth first. I had to suck that fake cock for what seemed like an hour. Then Mom cuffed my hands behind my back, made me bend over the edge of the bed and she pounded that fat hard silicone dick in my ass until I was screaming and bawling like a baby.

    When Mommy fucks a guy in the ass she goes in fast and deep all at once. It’s just one massive and quick thrust of her hips. She gets her whole body behind it. Even tight little virgin butt holes don’t stand a chance. I’ve felt it a hundred times myself and I’ve watched her do Dad. She pokes the rubber head of the dildo up against your butt hole and teases you some first, letting the bulbous fake cock head just tickle you sphincter. Then once she’s got things lined up she almost pulls all the way out so she can thrust her hips forward in an explosive and deeply penetrating stroke. It feels like she’s ripping your insides out. Sometimes she actually does tear things up in there. She did me the first few times she fucked me up the ass. She loves plunging that thing in all the way in a quick and savage thrust. I’ve felt the metal ring and leather harness of Mommy’s strapon harness pressing tight against my ass lots of times. With twelve inches of hard fat silicone cock all the way up inside my ass. So I knew what the guy was going through.

   Even so I wasn’t going to stop fucking his mouth for Mommy. He was going through hell but still he didn’t have it as bad as I did. There’s this private club Mommy takes me to sometimes. It’s a place where women can do whatever they want to men. And certain little boys like me. Women bring their favorite slaves and subbies and play. Sometimes at special parties where the women are raising money for charity Mom rents me out.

    It might seem odd that sadistic women who like to abuse and torture men would raise money for charity. And to be honest the charities Mommy supports aren’t your typical ones. She helps raise money for women who are in trouble with the law. Like women who have killed an abusing husband. Or like once when Mom and her friends raised money for this girl who got arrested for cutting off her boyfriend’s penis.  Mom contributed money to her defense fund. The girl’s lawyer was a Mom like my Mom. After a few of the women in Mom’s circle of friends paid the dickless wonder he changed his story and said he’d tried to rape the girl and she was just defending herself and it was all his fault.  The nineteen year old girl got off and now she comes to some of the private parties and tortures the boys there just for fun. Mommy said girls like that have the right stuff. And women like Mom have to stick by them.

     So women like my Mom do sometimes care about other people. As long as the other people are women like Mom. Mom’s never going to care much what happens to me. Or to Dad. Or her hump toy Brian even, That’s why at these fund raisers Mom and her girlfriends bring in their slutty boys and let other women use them. It’s like a fund raising festival where they get volunteers to let people pay to throw pies at them or to dunk them in a tub of water or something. Except the games Mom and her friends play always involve intense pain for the volunteered guys like me.

There’s this friend of Mom’s who brings in her husband and charges the other wicked ladies ten bucks for them to burn their initials into his butt with their cigarettes. Mrs. Ryan charges twenty if they want to burn his cock. And only lets the first five ladies who sign up burn her hubby’s dick.  There’s not as much room for putting brands on a cock as there is on a butt. Even I know that.Mrs. Ryan is almost as cruel as Mommy. She started bringing her on Tommy to these fetish parties last year. He’s a year younger than me so his Mom doesn’t rent him out much for torture play. But she does burn his cock with her cigarettes some. Just for fun.

My Mom’s thing is strapon. So shelets the women rape me with strapon dildos. Or they can make their own male sluts fuck me with their dicks. In the mouth or up the butt, Mom doesn’t care.Mom charges fifteen dollars if they want to fuck my mouth. And twenty to do me up the ass. If it’s a guy fucking me Mom lets them can rape whatever hole their owner paid for until the guy comes. For the ladies Mom gives them fifteen minutes of dildo fun. She gives a discount if the same woman wants me fucked  in  my mouth and in the butt. That’s only thirty bucks instead of thirty five. And it’s only twenty five if they want to fuck me up the ass first and then plow their poo covered dildo down my throat second. At the last charity event Mommy raised seven hundred and forty five dollars selling my holes to her sadistic girlfriends so they could have theircruel and wicked fun. I took it in the ass almost three dozen times and at least that many times down my throat. So I know pain and this guy Brian that my Mom was making me fuck with my super hard dick wasn’t feeling a tenth the pain I’d felt for Mommy.

Once my Mom had Brian cuffed and gagged she slipped into her strapon harness. And fitted one of her biggest dildo on it. She picked one with knobby spikes all over the sides. It’s very nasty. Brian’s eyes went wide when Mommy told him to lie over the coffee table. He didn’t want to. Mom didn’t care. She kicked him in the balls. His knees buckled and Mom spun him around so he was bent over the coffee table. Then she grabbed his balls and squeezed and shook them viciously. Brian yelped. Mom laughed. And pulled his balls down so he had to get on his knees. A quick kick to the back of Brian’s head and Mom had him where she wanted him, laying belly down on the coffee table with his ass sticking up in the air.

    She motioned for me to sit on Brian’s back to keep him from thrashing around so much he rolled off the table. Mom meant to hurt him bad and she didn’t want him getting so far out of position she couldn’t rape his sweet virgin butt hole as hard and as long as she wanted.Poor Brian. I’m pretty sure he had a virgin hole. I could tell it was tight. He probably made those long skinny turds when he took a dump. Well, his hole wasn’t small and tight after Mom got through with it. His shit would come out in big fat French bread sized turds now.

    Mom put a collar around Brian’s neck and chained him to the coffee table. She plays with guys a lot on that table so it was bolted to the floor. Brian wasn’t going anywhere.  Neither was I. Ms. Anderson had called Mom from school about me humping the stair rail on account of I was so horny. Mom would have to punish me. And I deserved it too. Mom didn’t waste any time getting down to it.

“Michael honey I got a disturbing call from your assistant principal today. Care to explain.”

“I’m sorry Mommy. I shouldn’t have. But I was so horny. My cock was huge and you haven’t let me jerk off in a couple of weeks. I, it, ahhh, I’m sorry Mommy. I won’t do it again.”

“So this is my fault. Because I decided you should jack off? Shame on you Michael. You know the rules sweetheart. We don’t flaunt our specialness in public. Mommy doesn’t use her whip on you in public and you don’t play with your dick in front of vanillas either. Am I right Michael Kelly?”

“Yes Mommy. I’m sorry Mommy.”

“You are sorry. And practically useless. But you did help Mommy show my new slut Brian his place. So Mommy’s only going to whip your butt a hundred times today. We don’t let people in the outside world know about how we like to play do we Michael. Little boys keep things like that secret don’t they. Well, you’re lucky it was Ms. Anderson is  whocaught you and not someone else. Your friend Tommy Ryan’s Mom  saysyour school principal wants to join our group. So lucky for you Samanthawas very understanding about your little indiscretion. She did say she’d like to see you this weekend  for a little game she’s cooked up. I forget what it was exactly. But apparently you’ve made quite an impression on the woman. Or at least your cum leaking cock made an impression this afternoon. I think she did say her game was going to hurt. I told her good, you liked pain. So it’s settled. You’ll spend Saturday with Ms. Anderson and you’ll make me proud and show he what an obedient and eager little slut you are. Won’t you sweetie.”

    Of course I said yes. And Mom giggled as she picked up her whip and started on the hundred strokes she intended to give me. She made me lie across Brian. Mommy used to have to cuff me and tie me down when she whipped me. I couldn’t stand it and I didn’t understand how my own Mom could hurt me so bad. And enjoy it so much. But I’m a big boy now. I know my place, I know my role. So I let Mommy whip me until my ass was red and sore and even bleeding some. I cried and bawled but Mom let me do that. It’s one of the ways she knew she was hurting me enough. She liked to torture me until I lost it, until I was wailing and begging her to stop and promising her I’d do anything she wanted. This time she whipped me until I passed out.

     When I came to she was fucking Brian up the ass again. His screams were horrendous. Until he got too weak to scream much. I was afraid he’d pass out before Mommy satisfied herself. Cause then she’d start on me again and I didn’t th8ink I could take another whipping. Or another hour of butt rape. But Brian lasted long enough for Mommy.  She had that dreamy look on her face when she finally pulled out of Brian. She winked at me. I smiled. In spite of all of it I love my Mom. I don’t know any other life. I’d be lost without Mommy.