I hadn’t seduced her, I had just made my obsession known. To her and to the rest of the class. She held me after. I found I could talk to her, that I could tell her anything. I explained to her that there was nothing else in this world worth wanting but her, that I would love her until I died regardless of what happened between us, that she would be sitting invisibly in a char by my bed on my wedding night. At that point she put her hand over mine, her ringed hand. “I think more should come of this,” she smiled. “Thank you for being honest, Michael. I’m married, you see, but we can find time in the afternoons.”
“I live with my parents.”
“That shouldn’t be a problem. Michael, you’re a virgin, and I think as a virgin, you’d benefit from having your ass fucked. It’s not that I wouldn’t love to take your virginity. I intend to. But I want it to feel right, and I don’t think either of us is in a position to make that call. I think your mother should. I want you to have her watch us and when she thinks I’m the right woman to have you as a mindless slave to my pussy, she’ll give her permission.”
Mistress Lea agreed to settle everything with Mommy. We installed three small cameras in my bedroom that Mommy could watch and I was taken for the first time, touched by a woman in a familiar way, an intimate way, impaled by my newfound Mistress’s dick and loved it. Once the pain and discomfort faded, once Mistress’s dick was sawing softly in an out of me, I let out a grunt: “I love dick, Mistress. I love dick so much, Mistress Lea.” Her response was to fuck me harder. I felt so free, so much like myself. I screeched as each orgasm overtook me, my needy slut hole coaxed spasming and gradual clutching at Mistress’s monster dick in a vise-grip, my useless clit splattering cum on the sheets.
“You are your mother’s sissy,” She said coldly. “Is that what you feel like?”
“I’m me. God, your dick, Mistress. It sets me free.”
“Tell your mother.”
“Mommy? I love cock. I love cock. Baby loves cock”
“Are you her sissy.”
“I’m your fucking sissy, Mommy,” I sobbed helplessly. I expected the word to wound, but it didn’t.
“Do you want to wear girl clothes?”
“Yes, Mistress. Please?”
“Your mother will buy them, you hot piece of fucking ass.”
Mommy bought me a whole wardrobe, three full facials with the makeup artist at the mall, boots, pumps, flats, a five hundred dollar lingerie account, waxing, laser hair removal where waxing couldn’t reach, and an offer for breasts that I took her up on six months later, huge GG stripper tits. Mistress Lea was thrilled and Mommy worked it out with Dad so I didn’t take flak.
We arranged things so Mistress Lea would fuck me on my parent’s bed, facing the TV screen where we could now see Mommy. Mistress would talk as much to her as to me. “Can you see your son’s face contort. He loves my dick, Mrs. Janda. He loves it so much. I bet he can’t tell which of us is Mommy right now.” Lea began to fuck me furiously and I screamed and threw Mommy’s pillow onto the floor. I Iooked up to see my father.
“See how your son takes my dick, Louis. See how long he’s wanted it? See how it fills his every need.” She started fucking me hard, fast. “I love giving it to him. I love making my possession of him complete. He’s mine now. Your poor little sissy became mine without knowing it. What do you think of him now?” My dad left without replying.
A few weeks later, I clomped home in my designer boots to discover only the light at the end of the upstairs hallway on. Mistress was going down on Mommy. “Don’t be mad, sweetie,” Mommy pleaded.
I didn’t wait for more. I climbed on the bed, lowered my panties and raised my dress. Mistress Lea’s pussy was warm and wet. I came on the second stroke. Transfixed by Mistresses ass, never holding it before, I soon became hard again and fucked her, and again, fucking her five times over an hour before stopping, mad at Mommy but desperate to fuck her too. All those nights, all those stories of boys and their mothers. Cumming with my blood pounding the word, “Mommy.” She was my ultimate fantasy. I would have her and she would have my ass. I pulled Mistress off of her and lifted Mommy’s legs over her head. “Do you feel that, Mommy? That’s your own baby’s dick inside of you, making you cum. You’re the sort of mother who spreads her legs for her own baby boy to stick his dick in your pussy and fuck you while you cum. Look at me, Mommy. I’m your son. Your very own soon.” We fucked forever. Until Mistress crawled up behind me with her hard dick. “Shower,” Mommy panted. “Shower.”
Mommy had her own dick and soon the three of us were in her oversized shower. My Mommy held my tits from behind while she fucked me frantically, Mistress on her knees sucking my cock. “Mommy!” I cried “Mistress! Mistress Mommy!!!”
“Good boy,” Mommy whispered in my ear. “Be a good boy and cum on your Mommy’s dick.”
I woke up on the floor of the shower to see my Mommies kissing passionately. I sank to my knees before Mommy Lea and took her dick in my mouth. My Mommies continued to neck while Mistress Lea fucked my face. Mistress Meredith held my head still. Finally, one pulled a towel off the door and laid it out for me. They took turns riding me. Mommy Meredith smiled at Lea. “He’s a sound sleeper. I took it two years ago and suck his dick at least once a week.” I came and didn’t wake up till morning.
