Mother Cucker

“Tell that sweet chubby mother of yours you need her help with a shoot tonight. I want her to watch me and Diaz run a train on you… On her own bed. Make sure she watches too.”

You swallowed hard, one, Joanne would not like this, two, well, you did want this. Your little clit was rock hard.

“You want to me to bring it up to your mom?” Diaz chimed in breaking your lust filled malaise. No, Joanne er your Mom was a sweet quiet woman who just wanted what was best for you. She’d do anything for you. You’d have to be the taskmaster here.

“No, I'll handle it. Come in with me though. She’d love to meet a “friend.””

Diaz got out and rushed around to get the door for you. You got out carefully with a feminine style you didn’t even consciously do. Knees together taking DIaz’s hand like a suitor. As you walked to the trunk DIaz immediately interjected and grabbed your bags. Shortly you both entered the foyer of your modest home. Joanne in her still barely tied robe rushed in to greet you, “OH, Ryan welcome…” but stopped after seeing your suit wearing companion.

“Home… Who’s this my little pita pocket?”

Diaz lowered the bags and extended her hand, “Diaz, maam. I’m helping your son with his career.”

Joanne shook Diaz’s hand lightly, “Charmed, yes I do believe I saw you helping my boy just a bit ago.”

There was a pregnant pause….

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“Glad you’re a fan Mama… Listen can Diaz stay for now, I have another “Friend” coming over tonight.”

“Uh s-s-sure baby, oh you look a mess, let’s take your things upstairs and I’ll bathe you real quick we can discuss it up there.”

She quickly gathered your bags and started shooing you upstairs. You looked back at Diaz and Joanne noticed,” Uh Diaz dear, make yourself at home, there’s lemonade fresh in the fridge.”

As you both reached the top of the stairs Diaz thanked her and went into the living room.

In a few minutes a hot bath was drawn and your things were in your room. Joanne was washing your face in the tub and all over, her perverted hands touching you everywhere, reminding you that you were still her son and despite this new direction she’d always love you. It felt good.

“SO Mama, I’m supposed to do another post tonight.”

Joanne stopped her cleansing process. “With your friend who’s coming over? Or Diaz?”

You hesitated, “Both, and they want you to watch.”

She lowered her head, you could tell she was almost in tears, she looked straight up and her eyes were red. “You know baby… I LOVE YOU… SO… MUCH! But…but.. Why do you torment me so? You’re doing so MUCH and SO FAST! What happened to my little boy? Where did he go?”

You tried to hug her but she recoiled and stood, her flagging cock jutting out of her robe. She looked down and shrugged in frustration.

“Oh Goddess! Why!? DAMN IT! … OK my little peapod, of course honey I’ll help you. Goddess knows I’m horny as fuck right now.” Her tears were coming more frequently, “You little sexy troliop… I already came twice to you sucking that Diaz lady off. Let me know what I need to do.”

You smiled wide, “THANKS MAMA!”

Soon she was helping you go through your new clothes. She was dying to see you in each one but you knew what was in store for tonight so only the lingerie was going to be useful. You put on a black loose corset that was form fitting without being tight, paired it with a black choker which had a very tiny bow on the front. Then the black crotchless panties and black stockings with garters. Finally bright red pumps, walking in them was hard but you figured you wouldn’t be doing much standing tonight.

The doorbell chimed. “I’ll get it!” Diaz shouted from below.