"Just kidding! That would be ridiculous!"

"I just wanted to see the look on your face," she giggles, and gently pats you on the head, signaling that she wants you to resume the anilingus. You blush at having taken her seriously for a second, but go right back to swirling your tongue around inside her butt until she orgasms, cumming from her cock in a straight vertical line that hits the ceiling and drips down into your hair. You lament not getting to taste it. Well. Time for a shower. As always, you share it with your mother, suckling her breasts as she caresses your body with soapy hands.

The next morning, you gather your resolve and set out to keep the MOMMY'S LITTLE FUCKTOY collar on for the whole day.

Finally wearing it to school, you find that the girls respect your personal space in a way they never quite did before. No one's staring at your lips or "accidentally" tripping into you so they can press their bulge between your buttcheeks. You never really realised they had been doing it until today, but it feels both freeing and a little sad now that they don't. A lot of fellow male students you've never spoken to before congratulate you on belonging to your mother. Maybe you're imagining things, but they seem rather jealous...

Other than the sudden interest from others, and your constant fantasizing about your mother's reaction to hearing that you've worn the collar, the school day proceeds as normal...

Back in your house at last! Naked as always, you kneel down in front of the door in wait for your afternoon face-fucking once mommy comes home. Your heart beats a steady, excited rythm as the seconds tick by. A minute passes, then another. Finally the door opens.

"Hi mo-!"

Your greeting is interrupted by the woman's cock stuffed down your throat in record time. You cum a little into your condom in surprise.

"Hi honey. I'm sorry, but I had a rough day at work, and I seriously need some relief."

Without another word, mommy grabs your head and begins fucking your throat, harder than ever before. There is no rythm to it this time. You thought you had mastered your gag reflex, but apparently not. As your head is thrust back and forth onto your mother's giant dick without mercy, you gurgle and drool in unison with the sloppy sounds of your lips desperately kissing her entire length.

She makes you deepthroat her, holding you there gagging and drooling until tears form in your eyes, then pulls her cock out the whole way and stabs it back in, using you like a simple toy. The whole experience is so intense your body goes limp, hanging there lazily while your head is held in your mother's hands. The only part that's active is between your legs, happily pumping load after load into its condom prison.

"I lost a case today that I really should have won, and it's put me horribly on tilt. I'll need to have some pretty violent orgasms before I can relax, so just bear with it, OK baby?"

You want to tell her you're here for her, but her cock is still buried to the hilt inside you, so you just nod in reply.

Your mother continues using you while explaining the details of her day, and you listen as well as is possible under the circumstances.

After a full hour, she cums, letting it all go straight down your throat, then unceremoniously picks you up and carries you, on her shoulder, into the upstairs bathroom for a shower. You manage to catch your breath and wipe the drool from your face a few seconds before her cock enters your butt from behind, thrusting you into the air.

You barely register the water flowing from the shower head when you're repeatedly pushed up against the wall as your mother ravages your anal cavity. She's never been this aggressive before, and you can't help but scream out in both pain and pleasure as her cock goes so deep so fast that her balls slap up against you with ****, stinging like the time she spanked you. You cum yet again.

Then she shifts positions, lifting you up and leaving only her cockhead still inside your battered butt. While holding you in the air with one hand, she reaches outside the shower stall for something with the other.

Your mother's hand, holding something pink, enters your field of vision. It's in the shape of a tiny penis with a round, flat bit at the base, kind of like a buttplug. She puts it in your mouth and you obediently close your lips to suckle on it. It's delicious and invigorating, but somehow also soothing to your cock-addicted brain.

"This is a special kind of pacifier for boys," she says, "to help them relax and keep calm while taking a rough ass-pounding... although most girls just use them so their boys shut up, I guess."

Your mother kisses you on the neck. "But this one is entirely for your sake, honey. You know how I love your sexy squeals, but your comfort is important to me."

Having said that, she immediately drops you onto her cock, bottoming out and letting you hang there, by the sheer **** of her erection, while she wiggles her hips around playfully. Between the pacifier on one end and the fleshy giant trapped in the other, your mind is going blank.

When next she almost throws you into the air and lets gravity do all the work of impaling you on her dick as you fall back down, you finally black out.

When you come back, you're lying face-first in the living room sofa, still sucking on the pacifier, but without mothercock in your butt. You take a moment to get your bearings...

Looking around, you notice your younger sister Sarah sitting on a pillow on the floor, watching tv and yawning to herself. You moan into the pacifier, as if to ask what's going on, and she turns to look at you.

"Oh, hey big bro! Mom's just grabbing something to eat, she'll do you again in a couple minutes, no worries."

She hesitates for a second, then asks, "Would you like to, uhm, suck on something else for a while?"