Joey's bedroom

"Take me to your son's bedroom" You instruct.

And Caroline follows those instructions immediately, almost excitedly leading you across the hall into her son's bedroom.

It's a typical teenage boys' bedroom. The walls are painted dark gray. One of them is black, chalkboard paint with song lyrics written all over it. There are some comic books and graphic novels strewn out on the dressers. There are some posters for sports teams hanging on the wall.

As you take in the room and think about your next move, you notice Caroline heading right for a pair of boxers laying on the floor.

"What are you doing?" You ask.

"Wouldn't you like me to lick my son's underwear too?" She asks. She's getting a bit bold, you think.

"No." You answer much to her dismay. Then you clarify. "The first time you taste his cock it's going to be directly from the source. Understand?"

She smiles. "Yes sir." How ridiculous it is, you think, that she's smiled at that thought.

You walk over to her and give her hair a pull. She hisses, gritting her teeth, looking up at you.

"What kind of sick slut smiles at the idea of tasting her own son's cock?" You tease.

"A good one?" Caroline's eyes look up at you filled with desire. For you. Or for her son's young member. Or for all of it. For her continued degradation. "A perfect one?"

"Don't get ahead of yourself." You say. "You're very promising. And you will become the perfect slut. But you're not there yet."

"Yes sir." She says laying Joey's underwear back on the ground where she found them.

And that's when you notice something unexpected on the ground next to them. You lean in to grab it. It looks like a cell phone "What's this?" you ask.

Caroline glances at it. "It's just his phone. He probably forgot it this morning. He forgets it all the time. I mean, he's not allowed to use it at school anyway so..."

And, you think, being a stupid kid, he probably doesn't lock it. You turn it on and easily swipe into it. And just like that you're looking through his private stuff.

It's all as exciting as you'd expect from an 18-year old. His emails are basically just him planning hanging out with friends. His bookmarks contain no porn. Which you think is shocking, and might mean that he's just a good upstanding kid. But doubtful. Then you open up his photos. And...

"Damn" You say. "Your son has a ridiculous amount of dick pics." It's true there's page after page of his cock.

"Let me see" Caroline says eagerly. You look at her. You've never looked into the eyes of a woman as she's **** to see her son's cock. You hand her the phone. And as she looks at the pictures you see a sense of desire and acceptance wash over her. As if she's just crossed some line she never knew she always wanted to cross.

"Your son must be sending his cock to everyone he knows" you say. Caroline looks up and smiles. And just as she does you have a naughty idea. "On your knees" you instruct

Caroline drops to them immediately, staring up at you. She's so fucking obedient. She's so eager. She's so depraved and so quickly. And, you can tell, she's willing to go farther.

"What do I want you to do?" You want to see if she can guess, if her mind is getting as twisted as yours.

"You want me to suck your cock." She answers, grabbing a hold of it as it grows, as it throbs.

"Why?" You ask her as she slides her lips around it and moans.

"So you can take a picture" She says sliding her lips off your thick member. Then back on. She's feasting on it with delight. It's different from the other times she's sucked your cock. She's doing it now, almost not as a conscious choice, but as if obeying you is an **** instinct. She pops it out of her mouth again. "So you can take a picture with Joey's phone" she's on the right track.

"And then what are you going to do with that picture?" You ask.

A wicked smile curls across Caroline's lips. She's having a thought she's proud of.