Mom looked so angry with her fiery red hair and
unnerving hazel eyes as she studied my face for guilt,
shame, remorse or what I expect is trying so see if I
was even her son anymore, or human for that matter. You
could cut the tension with a knife it was so thick in
the air. She had just listened in on my phone call with
my friends when I thought she busy with gardening
outside.
I didn’t know how much she heard but she heard enough to
hear some of the most twisted things we admittedly
talked about and it all revolved around my mother and
how we would fuck her in different positions and make
her suck our cocks, pretty much right in the thick of
our conversation which had become quite common the past
few months.
It wasn’t 10 minutes ago since she confronted me in rage
as she stormed into my room still shiny from the sheen
of sweat from working outside in her dark green tank top
and grey shorts while still holding the kitchen phone in
her hand.
“You and your friends want to fuck me like a whore?” she
had said before
I felt my throat tighten up from surprise and guilt. I
don’t remember saying another word since then.
“The things you say about me, you and your disgusting
little friends, don’t you know how fucking wrong that
is?” she shouted now.
I felt my stomach knot up, my mom never swore around me,
she was always very thoughtful, but this was the
angriest I had ever seen her.
“You want to bend me over and have your friends touch me
and fuck me in my ass while you slap my face, is that
right?” she said as I saw her repeating what I had said
not long ago to Ralph to one up his own fantasy with my
mom.
She was saying that in spite and sharp with anger but a
tear was forming in her right eye before it rolled off
of her face. “I raised you up and have always been
nothing but loving with you Jason, and this is the
thanks,” she said, wiping her face with her palm as a
bit of mascara came off with it. “You want to use me and
pimp me to your friends like a god damn whore?” she
said, standing now just a foot in front of me full of
boiling rage.
I didn’t see my mom as a sexual being until recently
after we moved to this new neighborhood, mom raised me
by herself after dad left when I was a baby. She was
always the perfect image of a mother, beautiful and
glowing in my memories of her until I met Ralph and
Aleem. Both were a year older than me who stayed back a
year in school and were considered the tough kids. She
was in her late 30’s and really conventionally
beautiful.
My mom had volunteered to supervise a bus ride to the
national park across town when calls were made to
replace an ailing volunteer. Ever since then, kids have
not stopped talking about ‘Jessica Rabbit’ which they
called her because she had red hair and a body that now
I see is every bit as outstanding as the character she’s
referred to. This was actually how I got to be friends
with most of the kids in school, because I was her son.
Mom truly had the looks, in hindsight she was very
curvaceous with no fat anywhere but where it mattered.
She looked soft, thick, but insanely well proportioned
with little effort from her part. She was full Irish but
with a very Americanized accent since she grew up here
with just a trace of our ancestry when she slipped like
she was then, furious and beyond terrifying to me as she
stood in front of me. “You have been sending photos of
me without my knowledge or consent to all of your
friends all this time, and you expect me to calm down?”
she said throwing a bunch of flash drives at me.
She must have overheard about my stash of her photos on
the drives in a shoebox in the garage. After nearly
another dozen minutes of her waiting on a response with
me in shock as I was, she left the room. I heard her
making noises around the house, mostly like pacing and
grunting while I sat on my bed paralyzed with fear. I
realized then that my friends were still on the phone.
Instinctively I put it to my ear.
“She sounded pissed as fuck,” I heard Ralph say.
“Dude I feel bad for Jason,” Aleem replied before
adding, “but the way she asked those questions was soo
fucking hot!” they both laughed in agreement, “fuck yeah
I was thinking the exact same thing.”
I cut in, “Guys, I’ll talk to you later… I…” then I
heard Ralph ask me something that made my body goose
over. “Does she know about the website I made?”
I kept quiet.
“Might as well tell her that, then tell me all about her
reaction,” he said before he hung up.
I felt my feet move before I realized it and I was
walking out to the hallway and into the living room as I
saw her standing with her back to me with one hand in
her hair and the other on her waist as she turned making
my heart hurt with memory of what I used to see her as.
The sunlight lighting her in warm glow even though she
wasn’t any of that now. “There is more mom, you might
want to see the website” I said and we both gulped in a
long silence.
She and I stood there for sometime before I took my eyes
away from hers in pain and lifted her laptop off the
stand and walked towards her and placed it on the dining
table as we both stood there. I entered the URL then
there it was, my mom’s full screen image of her sleeping
in her bed naked with the sheets pulled mostly free from
her body by me a month ago. In bold red, “Cum Tribute to
Jessica Rabbit Aka, Slutty Ms Lauren” She sat down in
the chair and clicked around the page.
An animation of moving windows scrolled before video
after video links of images of my mom naked sleeping,
changing, or taking a shower or normal every day photos
printed and then in agonizing yet electrifying moments
of cock stroking before these images were splattered by
cum covering her face or body. Her hands were on her
face as she looked on in horror, video after video until
she what I knew would scar us both beyond anything she
had discovered this far.
There it was in bold before new cascading windows of
videos sprung forth, “Cum Tribute from Jason Lauren,”
this was when I stopped breathing as the video played. I
would come into her room after getting worked up with my
friends on Skype or on the phone before I took my camera
and filmed myself pulling away her sheets until either
her entire naked body or my intended target which really
varied each late night visit.
My mom was crying now as she moved on to her 4th or 5th
video after seeing me pull her sheets down and pull her
naked thighs apart and cumming all over her stomach and
thighs just last week as each video was dated. She
realized it as soon as I did, the comment in the photo
about this particular visit costing my friend $50 bucks
then comprehending that I was making money on each
video.
Then it came out in one line that haunts me. “So you
really did make me into a whore didn’t you?” she said,
shaking her head ever so slowly as her hair slowly fell
in front of her. Her eyes were filled with tears and I
was just holding my breath again until the filled so
high before falling off her face without so much as a
shift in her body. “I am my son’s whore” she said again
under her breath.
“Your friends, all of them and I am sure they shared
this with their friends right?” she said in a defeated
tone, looking at me as if the last bit of hope was about
to fade into oblivion.
I just nodded. I waited the span of time that seemed to
be an eternity before she stood and turned to me. “Your
friend’s tell them to meet at your school now, I want to
talk to all of you.” I didn’t understand her sudden
change in attitude and it was baffling. “All of them?” I
asked her.
She looked at me for a long moment.
“The one’s in charge of all that,” she pointed to her
laptop. I was afraid of her more than anything right now
so I returned to my room made the texts and calls before
putting on my jeans and returning in a sorry walk of
shame back to the living room.
What I saw then as the sun had just set as I entered the
room, my mom standing there in a dark green thong
topless and applying makeup quickly before turning to me
as if I was the most pathetic thing she had ever seen.
“I’m a whore, right? Might as well dress the part,” she
said, leaving me reeling in a blur of thoughts and
emotions as well as the obvious physical reaction to her
state of undress.
Part of me told me that she was testing me and trying to
teach me a lesson but seeing her walk into the garage
still not putting another stitch of clothes as she got
into the SUV and opened the garage door as I stood
frozen on the small stairs to the house.
I tried to control my breathing but I couldn’t as I got
into the car and she drove out into the dark night and
headed to my school a few miles away.
I stole glances at her as the street lights and shadows
crawled across her naked breasts and face as she
proceeded to ignore my questions that turned into guilty
pleas for us to go home. Most of my friends lived near
school and were already there as dark silhouettes on the
soccer field as I turned to plead with all of my resolve
to my red haired fiery form of my mother who turned with
one heart grippingly compassionate smile before telling
me, “you ruined my life” and opened the door and got out
into the cold air.
There were at least 9 of my friends there now and it was
beyond conflicting to realize that in the next moments,
they will all see my scantily clad mother in all of her
beautiful and unattainable glory in the flesh. I
realized that even if I had some magical ability to
control my mom, I would never have actually gone through
with this but she seemed to be hell bent on manifesting
what she heard on the phone into our reality either to
shame us all or because she snapped and this is her
broken, angry and raw.
Then it finally happened, their faces all mirrored my
own when I saw her presenting herself nearly naked for
my eyes but this was 10 pairs of eyes on her. There was
cheering and whistles but she was as fiery as a flame as
she stood in front of us in her thong with dark heels
and the glow of the stars and the moonlight reflecting
off of her smooth skin.
“Everyone of you here, are disgusting brats you know
that” she said but without the madness in her voice that
she had with me. “Who’s fantasy was this, for me to wear
nothing but a thong and meet you kids to let you fuck me
at your school like the perfect slut you want me to be?”
she said making it clear that she read the comment on
the page. Everyone realized that right away.
“I… D-did…” my friend Carl said and she turned to
him. “Well, your pretty little red haired whore is
here,” she said, mocking what he wrote in the fantasy.
“So you want to spank me in front of all of your friends
while I call you daddy and let my own son suck my tits
right?” she said, and everyone was silent, looking at me
and my mom waiting for the shoe to drop or the sirens
that is sure to follow this angry woman that was my mom
in front of a group of kids.
Everyone was cautious while my mom gripped my arm and
pulled us into the semi circle of bodies and looked me
dead in the eye as she bent over. “Daddy, spank your bad
girl like you promised you would” she called out as she
leaned closer to me. “This is what you want right?”
I couldn’t make a reply. No one had moved yet but after
a second when nothing had happened my mom still bent
over with her ass pointed out to Carl he stepped forward
as the other kids whispered in unison.
I felt her brace me as his hand touched her body. He was
looking at me and back at his own hands moving on her
ass before gripping it and groping his way around it
with a growing smirk on his face as my mom didn’t stop
him. He got bold and all the others came closer in
recognition.
“This is all you wanted, me as some fucking whore for
your friends and yourself, you… made me a fucking
whore,” she whispered into my ear before raising herself
so that her breasts were displayed in all of its glory
for me. Her face turned away slightly as tears welled up
and cascaded from her face.
“Just do it already, put your mouth on them” she said as
she turned to see Carl eagerly enjoying himself
spreading and groping her. I was still frozen when Ralph
came up next to me. “Well what are you waiting for?
those tits aren’t going to suck themselves and I’m sure
the other’s want a turn, isn’t that right Ms. Lauren,”
he said, gripping on her breasts as she flinched from
the pain and they both stared at each other for a
moment.
“Yes, I am nothing but a whore, every kid gets a turn,”
she said before setting her eyes back on me making all
the guilt I had felt multiply indefinitely inside of me.
“Spank the slut’s ass C-boy,” Ralph said, taking charge
of the situation as both of my mom’s breasts were groped
in his hands as he explored while watching my mom’s
expression of pain as it flickered through her with each
painful squeeze and nipple play.
In all of my pain and guilt, I saw the beauty my mom
possessed and her in pain made me both want to console
her and to see it happen under my own touch so I reached
out and imitated Ralph’s painful actions to see her gasp
with our eyes locked. “Daddy spank me,” she said, and
her whole body rocked at the first strike and the wave
after wave of it followed and in the moment of her
excruciating pain from the hands of both Ralph and Carl
and myself. I press my tongue and mouth to work on her
breasts as she moaned in the dark field as hands came in
from everywhere to touch her.
I was pulled aside as Ralph and his brother stepped in
front of me and took control of my mom as they were
watched on by everyone as my mom was bent and held by
Ralph as both pants came down and rock hard cocks were
out ready to use my mom. She didn’t fight it and simply
kept her eyes on mine until the very moment she was
entered in from behind by Ralph and her eyes squeezed
tight as she gasped. Things got both blurry and surreal
from this point on. Time spacing was hard to recall now.
Her ass was squeezed and slapped by Ralph as he rode her
making use of her arms as his leverage to send her back
and forth on him until his brother joined the action in
one motion and her mouth was pistoned with an even
bigger cock. We watched and listened to the storm of
flesh on flesh and grunts and sexy moans that came from
my mom as she was handled by my so called friends
fucking my beautiful mom as her hair was pulled roughly.
Ralph fucked her viciously as if this wasn’t his first
time but I knew as well as anyone here that everyone in
this circle was a virgin until tonight was through. Matt
came hard and fast in her mouth before she coughed out
the cum in her throat and found my friend Josh replacing
him.
I watched as each of my friends took turns, they piled
clothes on the ground and put her on her knees as she
sucked and stroked multiple cocks while pictures were
snapped and high fives and congratulations were shared
over each first experience whether it was a blowjob,
fucking her or in some cases, doing something nasty. An
hour at least must have passed or more by then.
Many fantasies were forced upon her at once, she was
made to call Aleem master and thank him for each slap on
the face and worst yet was when Ralph tried to put
himself in her ass like he always said he wanted, which
was something he always did talk about for months. Mom
tried to resist but all hands were on her forcing her to
receive Ralph and sodomize her the way he had dreamt
since we first talked about my mom.
Her screams of pain were muffled with a cock and
derogatory commands to shut up and take it and she
eventually took him inside of her ass. It was quite the
moment indeed one that made me move up to her and put my
own cock in her face just as she finished gasping the
final inches of him and her eyes flashed to mine but I
already moved to press her head down and her mouth was
on mine cock.
The heat of it made every inch of me wake with
electricity, I put my fingers through her red hair and
pressed down on her head each time she moved away until
she finally obeyed and started giving me what all the
others had gotten several times now.
So I watched her body rocking between us and enjoyed
every spasm and rawness of the moment before I looked up
and saw Ralph grinning ear to ear as he fucked my mom in
the ass spanking her to elicit the reactions out of her
that he knew each painful strike and following grab of
her cheeks would do to her as she tried her best to
focus on my cock. I wanted to cum right there and then
but Ralph pulled my mom off of me in one quick sudden
action.
“Wait, I always wanted to see this outside of porn.” I
watched carefully as he instructed my mom to put her
arms around my neck before she was pressed towards me
and I grabbed both of her thighs as she was forced to
straddle me as I slowly pressed inside of her. She was
no longer crying, she seemed to have phased out of
herself most of the fucking until now.
She was fully aware and our eyes locked now as she
lowered herself until she took all of me and inside the
tight hot warmth that was my mom, I felt like I was in
heaven. She moaned in my ear and caught her breathing
before she rose herself up and lowered herself back down
until we found a rhythm. We ignored the comments and
flashing cameras as my mom slowly fucked me before
pressing her mouth that moments before was wrapped
around my cock and found my lips and tongue.
I heard her gasp loudly and pulled back to see her
cringe as I felt a hand between us and her body pulled
backwards and I realized that Ralph had entered my mom’s
ass and took control of her body as he pressed her up
and down on the both of us as hands came in from all
sides to touch her. “Tell me that you are a good whore,”
I heard him say, as he lowered her down on him roughly.
“Ahh… god… yes I am a good whore,” she said, biting
her lip staring into my eyes. “We all get to come over
and fuck you after school whenever we want” he
continued, thrusting her up and down faster and faster.
“Yes, you can… you can fuck me… whenever you kids
want…” she moaned as she neared orgasm.
All three of us started really getting into it and she
was biting her lip to stifle her moans as she got to the
peak and finally hit her orgasm the moment Ralph said he
was about to cum in her ass and soon it was the three of
us hitting that peak together until we were a breath
mess of leaning bodies of sweat and groans.
We were a tight group of bodies still probing her as we
came down from our high and eventually she was pulled
from me by Ralph who put her on her knees on the grass.
“No not yet” he said to my mom as she had slid with her
long curly red hair behind her to her back when she was
moved to prop herself on her knees.
“You know how Ben’s fantasy ends right?” he smirked and
she turned to Ben who was the shortest and fattest of in
the group looked at her grinning. My mom nodded and we
gathered around her. They all had their cocks out most
too tired to move from a long evening of fucking and
standing around.
“Before we continue, you should thank me,” Ralph said
walking over and gripping my mom by her hair and rubbing
his cock and ball on her beautiful face. I noticed her
thong in his back pocket as he said that.
“What do you mean?” I asked confused looking at him then
at scene of her face being disrespected by him.
“Well, who think tipped your mom to listen in the
call… yup I sent your mom an email as you telling her
to listen in on our call” he answered with the biggest
smirk on his face, as my mom turned from me then up to
Ralph as she was about to say something when a strong
stream of piss shot her square in the mouth before he
stepped back and took aim at the rest of her face as she
coughed and choked in surprise.
The others joined in and all urinated all over my mom’s
naked body leaving her soaked and shivering in the cold
night air.
The others stopped filming or taking pictures and
started leaving just my mom, Aleem recording her crying
in a puddle of piss and Ralph walking me towards her as
he tells me to go home and leave my mom to him and Aleem
tonight.
“What are you going to do with her?” I asked afraid of
the answer.
My mom’s eyes told me she knew I was and had always been
groomed for this night, for her to fall victim to Ralph.
“You know Aleem’s fantasy right?” he smirked and Aleem
grinned. I knew he always imagined my mom as the
prettiest whore on the Alfred’s corner where the cheap
whores are. She would be beyond expectations for those
creepy old guys driving by for sex.
“I bet we will make a few hundred tonight!” Aleem
laughed. “Aim higher, look at her, she is fucking
unbelievable, we will be rich kids man.”
I looked at my gorgeous mother one last time that night
and our eyes gazed the distance until I turned away.
Ralph had predicted every step of the way since he first
saw my mom that day. Our lives were never the same since
then.