A Jealous Mother

A Jealous Mother -- ch 6

"So, any ideas what we should do tomorrow?" Kenny asked his cousin, Tommy, as he sat in his favorite chair in the living room. "Did you have anything special you wanted to do?"

"Nothing comes to mind right now." Tommy replied, sitting on the couch across from his cousin. It was the end of their first day visiting with Kenny and Denise. "All I know is it's as hot as hell out there and supposed to stay that way all week. So, whatever we do, let's do it inside."

"Agreed. We could just stay inside all week." Kenny replied smiling. "That was pretty ballsy when you had your mom call your dad and tell him you were staying for the whole week. The whole time you playing with her tits."

Tommy laughed. "I wanted to get between her legs and suck on her pussy. But I knew she'd lose it." He looked down his body at his mom, her head bobbing up and down on his cock as the cousins talked. "Wouldn't you mommy slut?" He asked smiling at her as he stroked her head with his hand.

Diane looked up at her son, her mouth gliding up and down his shaft for the fourth or fifth time that day. She was usually thrilled with her son's virility and stamina. But she was afraid it might wear her out in the coming week. Their relationship had changed dramatically since they'd become lovers four years ago. Their familial bond as mother/son had been shattered. A change that had spiraled Diane into a depression soon after she'd seduced him the first time after his high school graduation. A depression she slowly came out of as her son took command of her and their situation. She had awakened something in him she could not control. And now he controlled her. Now they spoke to each other as adult partners, with Tommy being the man in her life. A man that had learned how to pull her strings, keeping her satisfied and yet always craving more.

"You know I would. You little shit!" She said smiling back at him. Her son had learned to work her body unlike her husband or any man before him. His mastery over her had become so complete, she knew there was nothing she wouldn't do for him. He was her drug of choice. But it wasn't just sexual for her. There was no doubt their sexual union had shattered all those conventional barriers that existed between mother and son. It was also that union that constantly cemented her commitment to her son. But it had also developed a depth of need in her, for her son, that had transformed her into someone she didn't recognize at times. She knew her son loved her with a depth she'd never felt with her husband. It was that knowledge that helped her embrace her new role as her son's confidant, friend and slut.

Tommy leaned forward, taking his mom's face in his hands, lifting it. He kissed her tenderly. "Do you know how much I love you?" He asked her softly.

Diane smiled at him. "I know baby. I love you so much!" She replied holding back tears. His words always touched her. She'd never get enough of being told how much he loved her.

Tommy kissed her again and sat back to continue his conversation with Kenny. Diane resumed nursing on his cock. "Hey! I got an idea. I've always thought it would be fun to show mom off. Let's think of something we could do to show off their assets. What do you think?"

Kenny looked down at his mom. Her mouth stuffed with his manhood. He softly stroked the side of her head as she loved his cock in her own way. "What do you think? It would be fun to show you off."

Denise felt her pussy twitch as she thought about her son parading her around, showing her off like a prized possession. Much like her sister. Denise couldn't deny her son anything he wanted. They'd only been lovers for a little over a month. But she'd already given herself over to her son completely. Just like her sister, she knew her son loved her completely. It only felt natural for her to give herself to him completely. She pulled her mouth off his cock. "I think it sounds like fun. Promise you'll keep me safe?" She asked, needing to know he wasn't going to put her at risk. The safer he made her feel, the more she wanted to explore the depths of some of her darker cravings. She had a bit of an exhibitionist in her she'd always suppressed.

Kenny leaned forward and kissed her, holding her face between his hands. "I love you mom. I'll always keep you safe. As soon as Tommy and I are done talking I'll take you upstairs and show you how much I love you."

Denise returned to her licking and nursing on her son's manhood, content in the knowledge of her son's love and possession of her.

Kenny straightened up and looked at Tommy again. "How about we spend an hour or so at the gym tomorrow morning? I need to start working out again. I've gotten lazy since I've been home from school. I was working out 3-4 times a week at school."

"Good idea! How early you want to go?"

"Let's make it 6:00." Kenny looked down at his mom and brushed the hair from her face. She looked up at him not wanting to pull her mouth off his manhood. What had once been just a sex act for her, was now a display of devotion and the intimacy she shared with her son. "Let's go to bed. Leave the two love birds to themselves." He said smiling. He looked up at Tommy. "Just turn the lights out when you come up. The place is locked up."

Kenny led his mom up the stairs to the master bedroom. As they left the living room, Diane stood up from between Tommy's legs and crawled up on the couch, laying across his lap in his arms.

Tommy tucked one arm under her head and shoulders, supporting her, as he caressed her face and breasts with his other hand. Diane reciprocated, caressing his face and chest as they stared at each other in silence.

Diane finally broke the silence. "I'm so glad we made this trip. I've been aching to do this with you for so long. I'm not going to want to go home next weekend."

"What are you talking about? We lay together a lot on the couch, just like this."

"This is different, baby. We're not rushed. Or looking over our shoulders all the time. And when we're done here you're going to take me to bed. You have no idea how many nights I lay awake aching for you to be the one sleeping next to me."

Tommy smiled. "If we'd both be sleeping, why would it matter?"

Diane propped herself up to face him. "Oh sweetie! Take me to bed and I'll show you why it would matter. I'll make you glad you're a man and I'm your slut, every night."

He pulled her in and kissed her passionately. Their tongues played together till Diane offered hers up for him to suck on. Something she loved having done. There were a number of little things he would do to her that not only gave her pleasure, but also touched her psyche, drawing out the submissive nature within her. She first discovered this about herself after they'd been lovers for a few weeks. She crumbled in his arms the first time he sucked her lower lip into his mouth, taking control of it, not letting it go. Something in her mind and will snapped. She began sobbing and whimpering, as though she had no will of her own.

In time Tommy discovered she had the same response whenever he sucked on her tongue as they were kissing, or whenever he nibbled on her ear. Neither of them understood why she responded the way she did. What he did come to understand over time, was that a power exchange was taking place. Diane slowly ceased to be the authority figure as the mother, and Tommy the obedient child. Instead, he became the one in control. The one who made the decisions for both of them. It was his will that became the dominant one in their relationship. And Diane became the obedient mother, whose identity was now in her servitude to her son.

He held her tight as he maintained control of her tongue, listening to her sigh and whimper, her body shaking uncontrollably. After a few minutes he released her tongue and sucked her lower lip into his mouth.

Diane let out a new, more intense round of sighs and whimpers as she wrapped her arms around his neck tighter. A primal urge within her taking control. An urge that would only be satisfied after he'd taken her, used her and declared his ownership of her. Needs that she'd known she had for years, but never tapped into until now, with her own son. She needed him inside her, completing the union with him she already had mentally and emotionally.

Tommy continued tugging on her lip as he kneaded her breast, like a lump of dough. He wanted to play with her a little longer before taking her to bed and giving her what he knew she needed. He began massaging her breast, rolling the nipple between his fingers. He felt that rush again when her whimpers intensified and her body shook. His control over her was complete. Their relationship had come full circle.

He suddenly released her lip. Diane buried her face in his chest, whimpering and sobbing. "Get upstairs! I'm going to give you what you need!"

Denise's body shuddered as her son shoved his cock inside her and held it there. Her face buried in his chest as their bodies lay intwined on the bed. "I love your smell." She moaned softly as their bodies moved in rhythm with Kenny's grinding his cock inside her. "I love the feel of you inside me."

Kenny didn't reply. He just held her tight and maintained a slow and steady pace as he used his mother's body for his pleasure. He was in no hurry. And he knew he was in for a nice long ride. It had only been 12 hours since his cousin and aunt had arrived, and he and his cousin were already worn out from using their moms almost the entire day. Both boys came to see a side of their mom they hadn't seen before as they shared their moms with each other.

His mind raced back, yet again, to the first time his mom had seduced him. Then he smiled as he thought about how he'd turned the tables on her, and how she was slowly succumbing to his control. He pulled her head back to look at her. "Did you have a good time today?" He asked softly.

Denise hesitated in responding. A part of her didn't want to admit she did. It was as if doing so would be admitting she had no dignity or propriety left. She'd finally come to terms with what she'd done, seducing her son, and now becoming his lover and slut. But now she'd been fucked and used by her nephew. How low was he going to push her? As much as she wanted to deny it, she couldn't. She loved everything they'd done to her that day. "You know I did." Was all she could respond.

She'd come to realize this was a mind game with her son. He was wearing her down, slowly transforming her into the type of woman he wanted her to be. 'I guess I deserve that.' She thought. A wanton woman with no moral boundaries. No will of her own. Just an overwhelming urge and need to serve her son's every base desire and command. As much as one side of her fought against it, the other side of her embraced. She'd never felt so torn in all her life. The feeling of shame for what she was becoming. Yet at the same time never feeling more alive and loved.

"We didn't push you too hard today?" He asked, showing genuine tenderness. Kenny wrestled with his own demons. One side of him wanting to see just how much of a slut she would be for him. While the other side wanted to protect her as his lover. The fact he knew she lived in fear of losing him, the way she'd lost her husband, didn't help anything. It only made him want to use that knowledge to his advantage.

"No baby! You didn't push me too hard." Denise admitted. She knew she'd confess her enjoyment of it before the week was over. But not tonight.

Kenny recognized the barrier she was erecting in her mind. He was determined to break it down. "So, what should we do tomorrow?" He asked smiling.

Denise thought for a second. "We could go shopping. Maybe out to eat."

"No! No! I mean what should Tommy and I do to you and Aunt Diane tomorrow?"

Denise stared back for a few seconds. "I don't know, baby. I'm sure you two will do whatever you want with us."

"That we will. Now tell me why we'll do whatever we want with you and Aunt Diane."

She knew exactly what he wanted to hear her say. "Please don't make me say that sweetie. You already know why."

"I do know why." Kenny replied, determined to get his mom to admit it. "But I want to hear you say it." He felt his dark side taking over. A lust driven desire to hear her admit what a slut she had become. 'SHE ROBBED YOU OF YOUR INNOCENCE!' His brain screamed at him. 'NOW TAKE HERS FROM HER!'

"Because you're in control baby!" She cried out. "And you can do whatever you want with us!"

"What else?" He growled.

Denise started sobbing. "Please baby! Don't make me say it!"

Kenny rolled over, on top of her. Grabbed her wrists and pinned them on the bed, above her head. He began to pound his cock inside her, rocking the bed with every thrust as his body hovered over hers. He glared down at her. "By your own words and admission, you belong to me now." He growled at her. "You have no will of your own! Now say it!"

She began to sob louder, feeling her defenses crumbling. "I am your slut! I'll do whatever you want with me!"

"Again!" He shouted.

"I am your slut! I'll do whatever you want with me!"

"Again!"

Her sob became a wail as her body arched off the bed. Her orgasm taking control. "I am a slut!" She screamed. She glared up at her son as her body began to buck and writhe under his. "I am a fucking slut!" She grunted as she abandoned herself to her orgasm washing over her in wave after wave. "I am a fucking slut! And I love it! I fucking love it!" Then Kenny got what he was waiting for. A look came over her face. She now had the face of a woman given over to her base nature. "I am a fucking slut, baby! Your fucking slut! So fuck mommy like you own her!"

Kenny intensified his pounding of her body. Both mother and son grunted in unison as their bodies slapped together.

"Fuck your mommy slut!" She growled at him again. "Come on, you little mother fucker! Fuck your mommy! And tomorrow, sis and I are going to fuck you boys till you can't take it anymore!"

Kenny grinned, now caught up in her lust driven craze. "You think so bitch? We'll see who fucks who!" The eroticism of the moment pushed him over the edge. He grunted with each thrust into her body. His cock, once again, filling her with his seed. His stomach cramping as it seemed like every muscle in his body was spasming.

The two stared at each other, both grunting and moaning till Kenny finally collapsed on top of her. They laid there, holding each other, as they descended from their sexual euphoria.

Denise ran her fingers through his hair, pulling his head into her neck as he lay on top of her. "What have I become?" She asked softly, not wanting an answer.

Kenny lifted himself off her enough to look at her. He slid his hand between them and began fondling her breast, his cock still buried inside her. Even though it was beginning to deflate. "I don't think you've become anything. I think you've always been this way. You just never saw it before."

Denise reached up and started caressing his face as she smiled up at him. It took her son to help her see the animal that lay deep inside her. What he had unleashed, he now owned. She knew there was no turning back now. "I think you're right." She replied, smiling. "I also think it took the right man to make me see it."

"Wonder what's that all about?" Diane asked after pulling her mouth off her son's cock, as they lay in bed just down the hallway. Kenny and Denise had made enough noise, it could be heard downstairs.

Tommy chuckled. "Sounded like a mommy being broken. You remember what that was like, don't you?"

Diane thought back to that day when Tommy tapped into her primal needs and urges. How he pushed her mentally, emotionally and sexually until she gave herself over to him completely. Her pussy began to tingle as she remembered all those delicious sensations and the euphoria she felt as her son took control of her, making her see a side of herself she'd suppressed her entire life. Then coming to the realization no matter how forbidden their relationship was, she belonged to him now and there was no turning back.

She looked up the length of his body and smiled before licking the length of his shaft. "I remember, baby! You like mommy slut, don't you?"

He sat up and grabbed her head, pulling her up till they were face to face. "No." He said tenderly. "I love mommy slut." He kissed her, lingering long enough to tug on her lower lip again. Diane sighed then whimpered softly. He released her. "Know why I did that to you that day?"

"Because you wanted to make me your slut." She replied, panting.

He smiled. "Partly. I won't deny I had some selfish motives. We'd been playing around for about 6 months. And every time we did I saw another piece of this side of you I didn't know you had. And the more pieces I saw, the more I wanted to see. Then one day, all those pieces began taking shape. I saw this picture of a gorgeous, sensuous woman completely given over to her own sexual urges and desires. I decided right there, that's the woman I'm going to take and keep for myself. To hell with dad." Diane started tearing up as he continued. "I saw how you and dad were for all those years growing up. I don't think I ever heard him one time tell you how much he appreciated you, or anything you did for him or around the house. I watched you withering and dying. Then when I saw you opening up with me, it was like a drug to me. The more I had it, the more I wanted it. And the more I tasted it, the more addicted I became to it." He held her head as he kissed her again. "That's why I did that to you that day. I knew what it would do to you. But I didn't care. I had to have you and keep you. Regret you seduced me now?" He asked.

"I did until that day you broke me." Diane wrapped her hand around his neck and pulled their heads together, kissing him passionately. "My regrets faded that day when I realized I hadn't lost my son. I'd just gained a lover."

Tommy grabbed her upper arms and pulled her up the bed with him, pulling her on top of him. "Your lover wants you to go for a ride."

Diane pushed herself off his body, smiling down at him, her hair hanging in her face as she straddled his body. She raised herself over his erection, positioned the head at the opening to her pussy, then lowered herself slowly. "Oooohhhh fuck baby!" She groaned. "You feel so good inside me." She began a slow grinding of her hips, cupping her breasts, in her hands, lifting them like she was showing them off for her son. "You like these tits baby?" She asked with a seductive voice.

Tommy had been laying with his hands tucked behind his head enjoying the show. "What do you think, you dirty slut." He said chuckling. He reached for her tits with both hands, took her nipples between his thumbs and index fingers, and pinched.

"Aaaaahhhhhh" Diane gasped, feeling her pussy gushing from the pain. "I am a dirty slut." She growled at him as she lay her hands over his. "Harder baby!" She groaned.

Tommy pinched her nipples till she was squealing from the pain. But at no time did she release his hands or try to push them away. The pain shot through her body, down to her pussy. His cock buried inside her just heightened the sensations she was feeling as she rode him, leaning into his hands.

Diane ground her pussy on his cock, gyrating her hips in a circular motion. This was her favorite way of being taken by her son. Even though she knew she was doing all the work, she couldn't escape the commanding hold he had over her. Watching the expressions on his face as their bodies were joined as one gave her a sense of completion she'd never felt in all her years of marriage. No matter what position he took her in, it was always that final consummation when he emptied himself in her that brought her the greatest sense of completion and union with him.