A new OZ

"You… started your own…town..." Timothy said, unbelief visible in his face.

“Honestly, it was way easier than I thought it would be; at least the initial stuff. We found a ghost town south of here with a lot of infrastructure still intact. I literally bought the place for a dollar.” Edward said, sipping his coffee.

"_One _dollar?"

“Yup, one dollar. That and the promise to make it a viable town in three years time. After that, ownership reverts to the federal government.”

“Why was it abandoned in the first place?”

"Ghosts," Edward deadpanned, but then grinned, unable to keep serious.

“Oh fuck you” Timothy laughed.

“Some kind of religious thing, I guess. I don’t know the details. There was a temple of sorts that couldn’t be reached due to a cave in. The community saw it as some sort of sign, then packed up and left. That was about 30 years ago. Roads, pipelines and electricity, everything was still there. We just needed a corporate sponsor to pay for sprucing the place up a bit. Build houses, fix what needed fixing.”

“Who’s sponsoring you?”

“A bunch of companies met with me and Mom. We’re getting a Blockmart and Macrosoft is building a server farm. But the biggest sponsor is Pearson’s. They were the first investor, and they've solicited a lot of the other sponsors.”

“Why?”

“They’ve got some kind of special interest in OZs, back since they helping with re-organizing Bakerton. Not sure exactly, but frankly I don’t really care. They've kept to their word, and seem committed to the way Mom and I want to set up this OZ, so the money is handled. What we need now is people; people like you, Tim. Most of the other OZs are debauchery central. Which you know, is fine—Mom and I had a great time touring them—but I want our place to be special; not just hormones gone rampant. I want our Alphas to be responsible people who care about their families and the community. That’s part of why the age limit will be 19 instead of 18. We're hoping the extra year will bring a bit of maturity, but we need our first group of residents to embody that ideal."

“So you want us to move to…”

“Queen’s River.”

“That sounds like a name that would make your mom happy.”

Edward grinned widely. "Oh she was _very _appreciative. I don’t just want you to move there, either. There’s these natural hot springs outside the old town, that are supposed to have healing properties. Could be a real tourist trap, soI want you to start your bed and breakfast there."

Timothy’s face fell a bit. “Look that all sounds great but I just told you. We don’t have the money. And the bank won’t loan us…”

Edward interrupted him. "Money is not an issue. We're looking for the right people. Just say the word and you’ll get whatever you need. Hell, I’ll get Pearson’s lawyers on the phone right and let them know they'll need to deal with your dad if we're going to entice you to move. They’re really committed to making this work and I told them I needed you."

Timothy opened his mouth but Edward forestalled him. “It won't be a loan. You’ll own everything and I know you don’t want to be in anyone’s debt like that. Trust me, you’re going to be working so hard you’ll earn every single penny they give you. And I’ve met with some of those lawyers; even sharks stay clear. They'll deal with your father, and make sure you and your mom never have to hear from him again.. Everybody gets a chance, Timothy. I got mine and I took it; now I’m offering the same to you. Come with me and check out the town. Bring your mom too. You’ll love it and I need you there.”

As Timothy looked into Edwards eyes, seeing only sincerity, he made up his mind.

“It… it all just sounds too good to be true,” Lora said, sitting down, her son pulling her into his lap.

“He’s driving us over there tomorrow to check out sites and meet with the Pearson’s people. It’s real, Mom. This is our golden ticket and I’m not letting it slip by.” He hugged her close, kissing her neck. Lora grabbed her son’s hands and moved them to her breasts.

“If that’s the case, we should celebrate.” She grinned, letting out a soft moan as he grabbed hold and squeezed softly. Timothy lifted her up and turned her around in his lap, grabbing her ass and pushing her against his hardening cock while they kissed. Timothy smirked as his mother started pulling at his shirt, lifting his arms up while she ground against him.

“Needy mommy,” he teased, before pulling down her shirt and freeing her massive tits. He dove for one of her nipples, sucking on it while his mother held his head, letting out cute little moans. She pushed him back, smiling as she got up, took off her pants and panties, flashed him before kneeling between his legs, pulling off his pants.

"Mhmm, that’s right! I’m a needy mommy. Luckily, you’ve got exactly what I need." Lora grinned, grabbing hold of her son's cock and devouring it.

Timothy tilted his head back and moaned. "Fuck, Mom… you really are the best"

Lora grinned. “Of course I am sweetie; nobody knows you like your mother…” she licked the head of Timothy’s cock teasingly. “Nobody can please you like your mother can.”

Timothy bucked his hips up, his cock smearing pre-cum on his mother’s face. “Now who’s needy?” she laughed, grabbing hold and stroking him. Timothy reached down and stroked his mother’s face before pushing her towards his cock.

“I am,” he growled. “And you’re going to fulfill that need.”

Lora smiled as she let her son lead, opening her mouth and swallowing his cock, forming a seal around it with her lips as she started sucking it.

"Fuck… that’s it, Mom. _Suck _that cock!" Timothy put his hand on his mother’s head. Not pushing her but guiding her up and down as she eagerly blew him.

Lora moaned around his cock, lapping up the copious amounts of pre-cum leaking from the tip. “God I love the way you taste,” she said, sucking on the tip.

Timothy felt like a king; sitting on the couch, his legs spread and his mother in between, worshipping his cock. Lora grabbed his cock and started stroking it while she sucked on his balls, making him moan. "Mommm…." She grinned, stand up and straddling him, guiding his cock to her waiting pussy while he held her ass up. Both groaned as he started to enter her, filling her up.

“Fuck… you feel bigger every time…”

Timothy grinned, grabbing her ass tightly and moving her up and down his cock. “Flattery will get you as much cock as you want, Mom.”

Lora moaned as she bounced in his lap, her breasts bouncing with her, her son's cock filling her up, his heavy balls slapping against her ass.

“You can’t come in me baby…” she moaned as she felt his thrusts become more erratic.

"I know mom, fuuck… I know…" Timothy lifted her up and put her on her knees before him.

“Come on Mommy’s tits, baby. Paint me with you cum.”

"Here it comes, Mom. Fuuuuuuck!"

Lora smiled as she saw his load, physical proof of her son's love for her.

He dropped back onto the couch, a satisfied smile on his face as he watched his mom lick off his cum from her tits. “It’s going to be a new beginning for us, Mom. You’ll see.”

“I trust you,” was all she said.