Neighbours

“Your son is such a stud, Mrs. Hennesy,” one of the girls giggled after Rudy had left. The girl she’d chosen for him to use was laying on the couch, dripping cum with a very satisfied look on her face.

“Indeed… and it’s Ms. Williams now. The divorce went through last week Candace.”

“Oh right, I’m sorry!”

Jessica waved her away, lost in thought. Rudy had gotten off with the girl all right. She’d made sure of that. But his eyes had been on her the whole time. Granted, she’d been masturbating to the sight of her son using his formidable cock on the little stripper slut at her direction, but still. He’d wanted him dependent on her. Needing her. She’d wanted to make sure he wouldn’t toss her aside like Billy had.

But perhaps this dependence was too much? “A girlfriend huh… or at least a couple of regular sluts… but would that even work?” Jessica was **** to ask Rebekah for help, expecting her to start with and I told you so. While she’d been caught up in her son wanting her and only her, a rather different situation from her husband wanting anyone but her, it was time to change things somewhat. Jessica smiled, after all, the only thing she enjoyed more then her son plowing her was watching her son fuck others.

She’d get them a little harem to share. And wasn’t that every boys dream? Rebekah had said that she’d get too much influence over the subject. She’d try wielding it then, directing him to unleash his considerable lust on others.

“Where did you even get that flyer?” Rudy had his head on his mother’s lap as they sat on the front porch. Jessica was stroking his hair while he read the flyer she gave him.

“Oh, boys are always giving us hot moms invitations to parties.” She giggled. “Why don’t you go, have some fun? Bang some hot teens instead of your stuffy old mum.”

“You’re not old mom”

“Just stuffy then?”

“Just you wait and I’ll properly stuff you,” Rudy grinned as he said it.

“Ah… and here comes the show,” Jessica muttered. She’d lost track of time. Too late now.

Every morning and evening a group of Locals would run through the neighbourhood. Ostensibly as a fitness exercise, but the outfits they were wearing could only marginally be called sportswear. Whenever they saw an Alpha they’d stop running, pretending to be doing stretching exercises which mostly consisted of strategically bending over.

Every now and then an Alpha would point to one of the girls, or just walk up and lift her over his shoulder, causing the girl to giggle and moan and the rest of them to sigh in disappointment.

Jessica didn’t exactly approve. “Hussies,” she muttered. Her neighbour, Ruth, had taken more sympathetic view. “It’s tough out there, being a Local. I mean, you’re getting regular Alpha cock,” she’d said. “But Locals never know when the next Alpha is going to take an interest. Let alone what kind of interest… she’d nodded to one of the MILFs in the group who had fallen over during her stretch because of her massive milkers. “Poor dear… her son gave her those and then moved away, making the whole family into Orphans. Apparently because…”

Jessica hadn’t paid attention to the rest. Ruth was always gossiping. Her husband was away on business a lot and no sons, only daughters. “Oh, hi Jess!”

‘Goddess…’ Jessica muttered as Ruth walked up to them. It wasn’t that she disliked Ruth but Jessica did not have the best patience for the endless gossip. “Hello, Ruth.”

“Like clockwork these girls,” Ruth smiled as she gestured towards the pack. “You know my son always picks one up for dinner when he’s home. He hasn’t been home in awhile though, job keeps him busy abroad. Poor dear.”

Jessica wondered how much of that was the job and how much of it was the fact that Ruth only ever stopped talking when someone shoved a dick in her mouth. And even then…

“And then he said that he met a really nice Japanese family in Oidipusuichi. Lovely husband, wife and son, well they were at least, and apparently they’ve got a Pearson’s branch there too so I’m getting three more grandchildren!”

“Congratulations, Mrs. Baker!” Rudy said from the comfort of his mother’s lap.”

“Oh thank you, dear,” Ruth smiled. “I wish he’d come home again to give me one of my own like you’re trying with your mom.”

Rudy blushed.

“But he already gave me two I suppose, both girls. If I didn’t know any better I’d say he was on those genderstims, every girl he’s knocked up has had a daughter.” Ruth went on, either oblivious to or ignoring Rudy’s blush.

Jessica licked her lips as the group of Locals approached. Some of these were rather attractive, she thought. Nothing against women her own age; in Queen’s River most Alphas preferred those, but Jessica liked them college-aged. She didn’t approve the last time she saw them but that felt like ages ago. Before she’d decided to build a harem of her own. Rudy’s own she belatedly corrected herself. “That actually sounds like a good idea, Ruth.”

“Hmm?” Ruth was startled for a moment as Jessica interrupted her stream of consciousness.

“Why don’t you pick one, sweetie?” She directed at Rudy.

“I don’t know mom… besides I thought you didn’t approve?”

“A mom can change her mind,” Jessica grinned. “And no backtalk mister, now go choose one of those cute coed teens. Ooh, how about that one, with the cute butt?”

“I was thinking more…” he looked at one of the MILFs stretching her legs. When she saw he was looking her way the stretches became more pronounced.

“Really sweetheart? I thought for sure you’d go for that sweet looking brunette,” Jessica said, emphasizing the sentence using her Alpha Mom Voice. That had been an amazing discovery, the Voice. She was sure the others didn’t have it, but even outside of Rudy’s trances if she said things a certain way, a certain… pitch… he obeyed. And lately it hadn’t just been Rudy that responded to the Voice.

Other Beta’s and Locals sometimes found themselves obeying without even realizing it. She’d started looking at other Alpha’s, how they spoke and found that when she used the voice she was subconsciously emulating them. She used it sparingly, not wanting to draw attention. But every use gave her a little thrill. ‘You’re all mine sweetheart, all mommy’s. And she’s never, ever going to let you go’.

“Y...yeah, now that you mention it... “ Rudy pointed to the girl in question. “What’s your name?”

“Krista,” came the bubbly reply.

“Come up and we’ll find out if you’re that bendy when it actually counts,” Rudy grinned his arrogant Alpha grin. Fully in control, never looking up to see Jessica having the exact same smile as she looked down at him. The only person to notice Jessica was Ruth.