Mommy knows best

Chapter 18

The door bell rang in the middle of the day and she opened her door only to find Gordon standing there with an arrogant smirk playing on his lips.” Miss me baby?”

She felt the pang of guilt hit her as the answer screamed out in her mind 'Good God yes' – so she still tried to meander a bit of self-control and self-respect before immediately submitting to his s****l whims.

"What do you want this time Gordon?" she asked quietly, unable to look him in the eye.

"Angela," he replied sternly. "You didn't answer my question. Did you miss me?"

She bit her lip and took a deep breath, then turned to look at her tormentor and lover.

"Yes." She answered meekly.

"That's a good girl," he replied. "Doesn't it feel good to be honest? With both me and yourself?"

She did not say anything in response, just nodded her head timidly in agreement. It terrified her to be honest around him, the truth usually revolved around her deep-seeded slutty desires to be treated like a w***e by him.

"Come here Angela," he beckoned. "Come sit with me." He motioned for her to join him. Obediently she did as he told her, sitting to his right on the couch.

He reached out and placed his hands gently on either side of her face. Slowly he pulled her towards him and tenderly pressed his lips against hers. The warm, deliberate lip-lock was unlike he had ever kissed her before, almost loving. He pulled away slowly and smiled, almost genuinely.

"I want you to be honest with me today Angela. Honest with yourself." He whispered to her. "Can you do that for me?" he asked.

Again, her only response was a bashful nod of concurrence.

"Good, good." He replied softly. "Now let's get comfortable. Today is all about pleasuring you."

She could hardly believe what she was hearing. Pleasuring her? The soft, tender kiss? She had no idea where he was going with this new attitude.

Gordon lay down on the couch and positioned her on top of him, lying with her back to his front. His nose was buried in her golden locks and she could feel his hard manhood underneath her ass. His arms wrapped around her and his hands made their way to her chest. Just like the tenderness of his earlier kiss, his fingers gently grazed over her cotton covered breasts, rubbing softly over her stiffening n*****s. She moaned in appreciation.

"Does that feel good Angela?" he whispered through the bed of curls that blanketed his face.

"Yes," she breathed softly.

"Undo your jeans Angela." He ordered.

Still enjoying her lover's hands caressing her excited t**s, she did as she was told without hesitation. She quickly unbuttoned her jeans and slid the zipper down, exposing her damp lace panties.

"Now tell me what you'd like right now." He said.

"I want your fingers in my pussy." She answered truthfully, the honesty game coming quite naturally to her in her current state of arousal.

"I'm not going to do that right now Angela." He replied, much to her dismay. "I want you to put your fingers in your cunt. I want you to masturbate for me."

She immediately felt a surge of energy between her legs. Never before had she pleasured herself in front of anyone – not even her husband. Being told to do so made her want to do even more wanton things with this young stud. Dutifully she slid her right hand down and under the waistline of her panties. She let out a soft moan as she inserted her index finger into her moist snatch.

"Feels good doesn't it Angela?" he asked her as he gradually began to squeeze her t**s a little more.

"Uh-huh," she exhaled as she dipped her finger in and out of her p***y.

"Tell me Angela, do you masturbate a lot?" he questioned as he slowly started gyrating his hips underneath her, pressing his hardening c**k against her ass.

"Yes," she replied, as she slipped a second finger into her cunt and began matching Gordon's hip rotations with her own.

"And tell me, what do you think about while you pleasure yourself?" he whispered.

She knew this was what he had in mind when he said he wanted her to be 'honest'. He wanted her to talk to him like a s*x crazed w***e. She knew he got off on it, and she had to admit that she kind of did too.

"I think about f*****g you baby." She cooed. "I imagine your big c**k pounding me like the little slut I am."

"That's good Angela." He told her as his fingers began to lightly pinch her ever-hardening n*****s. "Tell me how you imagine me f*****g you."

"Like a cheap whore." She moaned as she increased the pace of her fingers pumping into her cunt. "Making me ride you while you smack my ass and tell me what a dirty slut I am."

"Is that what you are Angela, a cheap w***e? A dirty slut?" he asked her, his stiff c**k pressing against her gyrating ass even harder.

"Yes," she moaned as she slid her fingers out of her wet f**k-hole and began stroking her clit. "I'm a w***e. I'm a slut."

"Really?" he replied. "Then tell me what other slutty things a cheap w***e like you thinks about while she's getting off."

"I think about sucking your big c**k until you come all over my tits." She answered quickly, not sure what other dirty details he had in mind.

She gasped in shock as she suddenly felt the sharp pain of Gordon pinching her n*****s extremely hard.

"C'mon slut, you can do better than that." He demanded. "Surely a w***e like you fantasizes about a lot of dirty things while she finger f***s herself."

"I, umm..." she was not sure what he was after her to say at this point, but she knew his increased aggression was turning her on even more. She slipped two of her fingers back inside her t**t and began sliding them in and out again.

"C'mon slut!" Gordon sternly growled into her ear. "I want to hear how much of a w***e you really are!" He pinched down hard on her n****e to accentuate his request. "Tell me what filthy s**t you're really thinking about while you masturbate that dirty cunt! Tell me what a slut like you really would do!"

"Oh God!" she cried out at his words, her hips now bucking back and forth in rhythm with her finger thrusts into her cunt. "I'm such a slut... such a dirty slut."

"Angela!" he roared, his left hand leaving her heaving bosom and grabbing hold of her messy blonde curls for emphasis. "Tell me what you really want slut!"

About to lose herself in total submission, Angela yearned for another orgasm and knew that continuing down this path could very well lead her to a point of no return with this malicious young man. Her body already willing, it did not take but mere seconds for her conscious to follow suit and completely give in to becoming a complete and total submissive slut for him.

"I want to watch Alex f**k that slutty neighbor girl!" she screamed. "I want to watch him f**k her and then f**k her with him!" She almost came as she said the words.

"That's it baby! Gimme some more slut!" Gordon encouraged as he pulled back on her hair.

"I want him to watch me f**k her!" she screeched. "I want him to f**k me while I eat her p***y!"

"Oh yes Angela, that's what we like." He sneered. "I knew you were a bigger w***e than you were letting on. Is that what you think about when you stroke that dirty p***y Angela? You like to think about f*****g women?"

"Sometimes..." she cooed, knowing how much that thought would turn him on. "I like to think about f*****g lots of different people."

"You are a bad girl Angela." His c**k was getting harder with each dirty word she spoke. "You wanna to f**k lots of people, don't you slut?"

"Oh yes baby," she moaned. "I love to f**k. I love being a whore."

"Yeah? You wanna f**k lots of guys don't you? You wanna be used like a cheap slut?" His questions were becoming rushed and winded as both their breathing continued to speed up with the intensity of their conversation.

"Yes... yes..." she squealed. "Like a cheap slut."

"Would you like to be f****d by two men at once?" he asked.

With that question she shoved another finger into her already tightly stuffed soggy p***y and pumped as fast as she could, sensing her imminent explosion.

"Yes..." she whispered.

Suddenly, Gordon's hand grasped her active little fingers and slowed their pace, nearly pulling them completely out of her aching snatch.

"Not until you tell me slut." He demanded.

Desperate to c*m, she moaned in s****l frustration and ground her ass into his crotch as hard as she could.

"I want to f**k two guys at once." She groaned. "I want to be used like the dirty slut I am by two d***s at the same time. One in my dirty p***y and one in my mouth." She knew she would c*m almost instantly as soon as he allowed her to stick her fingers back deep into her wanting cunt.

"Is that what you want Angela?" he grunted beneath her. "Is that what gets you off when you rub that p***y? Being filled up by two c***s?"

"Yes! Please Gordon, please..." she pleaded.

He slowly guided her fingers over her swollen p***y lips, but did not let her insert any of her digits back inside herself, teasing her.

"Tell me slut, who do you imagine f*****g you like that?" he asked.

"You! You baby!" she cried out in anguish.

"Who else slut?" he demanded. "Who else would a slut like you fantasize about double teaming you?"

"Gordon please..." she begged, wanting to c*m as bad as she had ever wanting anything in her entire life.

"I think I know who you'd like to f**k you while you suck my cock." He told her. "Do you know who Angela? Do you want to tell me?"

"Oh Gordon please," she pleaded. "Tell me! Make me c*m!"

"I think you'd like Alex to f**k you while you sucked me off." With that he finally pushed her fingers back inside her p***y.

Angela moaned loudly as her fingers began to dunk furiously in and out of her cunt. To her own revulsion, she could not help but imagine the exact scenario the Gordon had just told her. She immediately began to picture herself giving him a blow job while her own son f****d her hot snatch. Regardless of how much the dreadfully taboo thought sickened her, she knew it was probably the single sexiest thing she had ever imagined.

"Is that what you'd like slut?" Gordon demanded, knowing she was about to explode. "Tell me slut!"

"Yes!" she screamed as loud as she could. "I want to suck your c**k while Alex f***s me!" she could not believe she actually said the words, but it felt intoxicating – she wanted more as her climax rapidly approached. "I want to feel my son's c**k in my slutty p***y! I want him to f**k mommy!"

With that she exploded. Her p***y gushed like a fire hydrant as her body convulsed atop Gordon in almost violent waves of release. She almost howled as her orgasm washed over her for what seemed like an eternity. Finally her fatigued body shuddered to a stop and she exhaled deeply, leaning back onto Gordon in exhaustion.

“And now that is exactly what I had been wanting hear from you Mommy,” said Alex as he came out from the door behind which he had been hiding all along making Angela look at him in shock.