Back at the clinic

Diane Westhers sat in the clinic’s break room, still in a daze. Her sweet Gavin was a beast in bed. Her mind kept picturing the cute blonde from earlier lying on a bed while Gavin pound away into her. In her darker moments the young blonde slowly morphed into herself. She was lying underneath her son, letting him pound her pussy.

Diane shook her head and tried to focus. She’d somehow managed to get through the rest of the day but it had all been a blur. Hopefully the nurses had caught any errors she made. Her mind was betraying her. She just couldn’t get Gavin fucking out of her mind. She’d been single ever since his dad died in the line of duty back when Gavin was only five. She’d thrown herself into raising him and barely taken any time for herself. She’d gone on some dates and even gotten lucky a few times, but nothing permanent, and certainly nothing recent. Gavin was the true man in her life. She loved him deeply. And now he was a fucking beast in bed.

“Diane, are you okay?”

Diane looked up and realized Monica Bishop was standing in front of her. “What? Yes. Who’s my next patient.”

“Girl, the clinic is closed. We’re the only two still here.” Monica sat down next to her friend, concern on her face. “Are you okay? The nurses said you were out of it today. What happened?”

“It’s Gavin.” Diane finally managed to speak.

“Is he okay? Did something happen at the cabin? I just saw Chloe earlier and she didn’t say anything.”

“What?” Diane was still picturing her son having sex. “No, he’s fine. More than fine apparently.”

“You can tell me anything, Diane.” Monica put her hand on Diane’s. “We’ve been friends now for what, twenty plus years?”

“Oh Monica,” Diane finally focused on her friend, “I had a patient today that turned out to be some girl who’s camping with Gavin and the two of them are sleeping together. She revealed that he can go on for hours and I can’t get the image of them fucking out of my head.”

Monica blinked at her friend and then a smiled slowly crept onto her face. “Those naughty little whores.”

Diane jumped. She knew Monica could be a little crass at times, but she didn’t sound mad. “Whores? I only mentioned the girl…what was her name…Valory…Vicky…Victoria!”

“Oh, she’s not the only one,” Monica stood up, pulling Diane with her. She began leading her friend out of the clinic. “I told you I saw Chloe today. She’s apparently fucking Zack up at the cabin.” Diane gasped as Monica **** her along. “I imagine the whole camping trip is turning into one big teen orgy.”

Diane stood stunned as Monica locked up the clinic. Not only was Gavin fucking some cute little blonde, but he was participating in orgies? Her mental image of Gavin fucking Victoria morphed to include multiple girls. She gasped when she realized she’d visualized herself as one of them. Monica pulled Diane over to her car and pushed her into the passenger seat. When she started up the car it finally snapped Diane out of her daydream. “Where are we going?”

“The cabin, of course.” Monica seemed excited. “I made sure to get the address from Zack before I let him go.”

“But what are we going to do?” Diane was confused. “They’re all technically adults, Monica. We can’t stop them from having sex.”

“Stop them?” Monica looked at Diane and licked her lips. “Diane, we’re going up there to control the situation. Just think. All those hard, young cocks pumping in and out of tight, teen pussies.” Diane shuddered as her mental image of Gavin returned. “We’re going to drive up there and teach them what happens when they fuck around behind their mothers’ backs.”

Diane nodded numbly as they drove. Her visions of Gavin were getting more and more explicit as Monica continued to talk about teen cocks and pussies.