HOLY SHIT DO WE FINALLY GET TO MEET ELLIOT'S MOTHER??? :O

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*Woof* *Woof*

Your dog runs to greet you at your doorstep enthusiastically. You’re happy to see him, and you play with him for a moment before you remember who else is home. You knew since breakfast that you would be in trouble when you came back. More so, now that you saw the laundry basket standing in front of the bathroom’s door.

‘Ah shit.’, You thought.

“Dogdog! I missed you.”, You heard Jenny exclaim in joy behind you.

“Who’s a good boy? Of course, you are! Come here and let me give you a hug.”, She continued playing with your dog behind you.

“Elliot is that you?”, Your mother’s loud voice came from the bathroom.

“Yeah, mom, I’m back!”, You screamed back to her loud enough for her to hear you.

A moment of silence transpired, only disturbed by the sound of high heels clacking on the bathroom’s tiles closer and closer to the door. It opened and the figure of your mother appeared before you. A woman elegantly dressed in a business suit with black heels on her stocking covered feet. Her outfit was very conservative, and the only parts of her body that you could see were basically the lower parts of her legs and her face. Speaking of her face, it looked like she had just finished putting her make up on, as she still had her lipstick in one of her hands. Your mother, just like you, were a brunette. Her nearly shoulder length hair was professionally straightened and slightly covered her face on one side. Unfortunately, she had a displeased expression, and you knew very well why.

“Elliot Sebastian Stanisław Anderson!”, Fuck, she only used my full name, given to me after my grandfather and my great grandfather, when I was in serious trouble. Hopefully she wouldn’t ground me for the weekend. There was this house party today that I wanted to go to.

“You know damn well that I want you to let me know if you’re going to stay the night out of the house!”, Her serious tone made you look down in guilt.

“And you didn’t even do the laundry like I asked you to…”, She said, before she continued.

“YESTERDAY!”, She added, slightly angry.

“Sorry, mom, it’s just that I kinda fell asleep and…”, You started explaining yourself.

“Martha, it’s not his fault.”, Jennifer said calmly coming into your mother’s view, and putting a hand on your shoulder.

“Jen!?”, Your surprised mother exclaimed.

“And what are YOU doing here?”, She asked, accentuating the word ‘you’.

You listened to the two mother figures in your life talk, glad that you were no longer the focus of your mother’s anger. With Jenny’s arm wrapped around your back you found it easier to raise your head and stop looking at your mother’s feet.

“Well,”, Jennifer started taking a short moment to think.

“I just came to tell you that you shouldn’t be mad at your son. Yesterday I had him help me with some stuff at home that I couldn’t do myself, and after we were done, he was so tired that he just fell asleep there. Anyway, Elliot’s always welcome to stay at my place, but I’m sorry I didn’t give you a text or something.”, Your servant stood in your defense, which wasn’t really a surprise. She knew very well how your mother can get sometimes.

You liked how she avoided mentioning that the ‘stuff’ you helped her with was actually you sliding your dick between her asscheeks before you came on her back in her own bed.

Your mom stood still, listening to her best friend save you from a severe punishment. Her displeased expression was mostly gone now, and you’d say that she was content, however, now that her anger has passed, she could actually see what the woman standing at your side wore. Your mother looked Jennifer up and down and raised her brows in shock.

“What the hell are you wearing, though?”, She asked surprised, but not really enraged.

You and your servant looked at the subject of your mom’s confusion, and you remembered what you made her wear no longer than an hour ago. It wasn’t every day, or any day in Jennifer’s case, that she wore clothes this daring. Her outfit was fit for a night out in a club downtown, and if you weren’t the one who chose it for her, you’d probably be as surprised about it as your dear mother.

“You’re not twenty years old anymore, for Christ’s sake! You can’t just walk around with your nipples poking through your shirt!”, She said.

“Oh, come on, Martha! We can’t just walk in church clothes every day.”, She answered your mom, and pointed her hand at her, which caused her boobs to jiggle under her shirt.

“You should try showing some skin once in a while too!”, She changed the focus of the conversation at her.

“No, no, no. Don’t make it about me. It’s fine if you want to dress like a slut, Jen. I’d just appreciate it if you didn’t do it in front of my son!”, Your mother said.

“I’m sure Elliot doesn’t mind it one bit.”, The MILF your slave was said She turned around in your direction and gave you a better look down her deep cleavage that you’ve been ogling for a good minute now. To your mother’s dismay.

“Whatever!”, Your mom exclaimed, annoyed.

*Snap* *Snap*

The sound of her fingers snapping next to your ear, brought your focus back to your mother.

“Fine, you got away with it this time, Elliot. However, I expect the laundry to be done when I come back.”, Her words were music to your ears.

“Now excuse me, I need to leave, or I will be late for work.”, She said as she passed the two of you and into the hallway.

The few seconds of watching your mother walk down the hallway and out of the house strangely seemed like much more time. You couldn’t stop your eyes from following her thick ass swaying left and right with each step. Unfortunately, it was covered by a knee length skirt. You could only imagine the amount of smooth flesh held tight by the black material. There were also her long white legs covered by nylon stockings. You weren’t much of a feet guy, but the sight made you wish she would massage your dick with the soft material wrapped around her feet.

Jennifer’s words popped up in your mind. Apparently, your mother wasn’t always this strict and proper. The vision of Martha Anderson, that for the longest time was rather distanced towards you, the woman that never even showed her belly or legs to the world, would dress in anything that showed some of her skin, or better yet, as much skin as your slut, Jenny, was showing right now, made your dick twitch in your pants. You never really wondered why your mother was this way, and you probably wouldn’t find out unless you claimed her. But even though dirty thoughts crept into your mind about her, you couldn’t possibly claim her. Could you?

You stood there looking at the door that your mother disappeared behind a while ago, still in the train of thought about doing anything inappropriate with her, when a pinch to your asscheek made you jump in surprise.

“Hey!”, You exclaimed at Jenny.

“What are you doing?”, Your initial reaction was anger. But once you saw her laughing at you, it subsided.

“Your mother’s ass really got you hypnotized!”, She said, still laughing with her hand covering her mouth.

“I bet you’d like to have a piece of it.”, Jennifer teased you.

“That’s not true! I…”, You tried denying fantasizing about your own mother.

“I’m just glad that she didn’t ground me. Okay?”, You said.

“Of course, you are, but the tent in your pants says something else.”, Well, she got you there.

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A few minutes later, you were sitting in your room, waiting for your PC to turn on. You told Jenny to take care of the laundry, while you got the daily League game out of the way. A bunch of people at your school played it, but you usually just played duo games with Jake. This time, however, you saw his account offline. You still didn’t have the chance to talk to him about what happened at his house. Hopefully, he didn’t resent you. But then maybe it was because he wasn’t exposed to the sharpie’s power, that somehow made others acknowledge your ownership over people and stuff. Anyway, the only person you could see available was Nick from your school, a classmate of yours and Jake’s.

You hit him up checking if he wanted to play, and unsurprisingly he joined you. He just needed a few minutes to get ready, so you waited.

Just like he said, he was right back, and he joined you on a voice call.

“Yo, sorry for the wait, but my sister was being a bitch from the morning.”, He said.

“No problem, man.”, You answered him, and you searched for a game.

You never had a sister of your own, so you weren’t sure what it was like, but you knew who his sister was. Just like Nick, Jessica attended the same school as you, just the class one year senior. Neither one of you particularly liked each other, and you didn’t mind it. For a nineteen-year-old girl, she was quite pretty, easily an eight out of ten, but there were at least two reasons, why you didn’t take much interest in her. First, she was the girlfriend of the biggest dickhead in the school. Brad was the leader of the school’s basketball team, so it came as no surprise that he was at least a head taller than you and could easily overpower you physically. Thankfully, you very rarely became a target of his bullying, unlike Jake. Which brings us to the second point. You knew for a fact that your best friend, Jake, had a huge crush on Jessica. What was it that attracted him to her? You couldn’t think of a single reason, other than the fact that she was, like previously stated, pretty hot. Nonetheless, you respected his choice in that girl, and you felt bad even fantasizing about her. Now, unfortunately for Jake, he had no chances of even talking to her. The girl didn’t think much of him, just that he was a massive pervert. And her boyfriend regularly made it clear that if Jake for any reason got into her proximity his head would take a dive in the school toilets.

That’s about it.

You and Nick played a ranked game together for a while, with the advantage bouncing back and forwards between two teams, when appeared at the door to your room. At first, you didn’t pay much attention to her, you’d assumed that she would just find something to do while you played. However, with a cough, she brought your attention to herself, standing in the doorframe in nothing but sexy black lingerie!

Initially, you just turned back to focus on the game, but after a short moment you realized that it wasn’t the same lingerie you chose for her back at her house. You looked her up and down, posing at the door, and gulped at the amazing sight she prepared for you.

“You like what I found in your mother’s laundry, master?”, She asked, and you almost choked.

“Hey, Elliot, are you alright?”, Nick’s voice in your headphones reminded you that you weren’t quite alone.

“Was that your mom?”, He asked you.

“Uh, yeah, I have to mute for a second, sorry.”, You told him, and you muted yourself so he wouldn’t hear you and your slut.

“Jenny! What the fuck? I’m playing with a friend right now.”, You let her know that she shouldn’t say stuff like that when he was on a call.

“Don’t you like how your mother’s underwear looks on my tits, master? I’m sure you’d like to touch them…”, She said.

“Not right now, Jenny, I need to focus on my game, so wait on my bed or find something to do in the meantime.”, You got a little annoyed, because due to Jennifer distracting you, you didn’t pay attention to the ranked game!

“Fine…”, She said, moving towards your bed.

“I’ll just wait here, all dressed up and wet, for you to finish.”, She said, dissatisfied with your preference in a video game over her.

“Sorry, man, I’m back now.”, You let Nick know.

For a few minutes you were able to again focus on the game. But Jenny quickly got bored of sitting on the bed, looking all over your room. She got up and walked to you. This in itself wouldn’t really bother you, but once she started asking you questions about the game, you got annoyed again. You constantly had to mute yourself, in order to quickly explain something about the game to her. It didn’t take long for Nick to notice that you weren’t doing your best to win. So you decided to do something about it.

“Jenny, go to the kitchen and bring me a bottle of Cola.”, You said, and before you managed to unmute yourself, she was out of the room.

You loved the woman, but, holy shit, can she be annoying.

“Here it is, master!”, She let you know enthusiastically.

‘Fuck, she got back here in less than a minute.’, You thought. ‘I have to give her something to do, or she will make me lose!’

Then an idea came to your mind.

“Jenny, I want you to be my drink holder for the rest of the game.”, You said.

“Of course, master.”, She was happy to do something for you, even if it meant holding a bottle of Cola for you.

“And what don’t drink holders do?”, You asked her, but she didn’t really give you an answer.

“They don’t talk. So just stay next to me, and hold that goddamn bottle.”, You told her.

Jennifer nodded her head, and kneeled next to your chair, while holding the bottle in her hand. You smiled at her in satisfaction and went back to playing the game with your friend. You got so caught up in it that you didn’t even realize that the bottle was no longer in Jenny’s hand. When you got thirsty, you looked at your servant, and were surprised to see the bottle resting between her tits. Her hands were occupied with squeezing her mounds to hold the plastic bottle. Her boobs were covered in goosebumps from what you could imagine was a cold drink straight from the fridge. You slowly grabbed it from its new spot, and you were presented with a pair of tits calmly bouncing up and down in what seemed to be your mother’s bra.

You drank the soda while staring in your happy slave’s eyes before you put it back where it belonged, between her tits.

As much as you wanted to keep your attention on the video game on your PC, you just couldn’t. Jenny had created a spiral of you not paying enough attention to the game, that caused your character to die, which in turn gave you time to play with her boobas. You moved the bottle in and out of her cleavage, or just straight up played with her boobs, slapping them, and pinching her nipples. The time passed quickly, and before you knew it you heard Nick’s displeased voice in your headphones.

“Shit, dude, you didn’t play like yourself there. We just lost, can you even see?”, He asked you.

“Uh, sorry, man…”, You said with one of your hands still groping Jenny’s breasts.

“I’ve been hella lagging, sorry for the loss.”, You expertly lied to Nick.

“Damn, you’ve always had a great internet connection. Too bad I have to go now.”, He said.

“Yeah, again sorry for the game, let’s play another time. By the way, are you going to the party tonight?”, You asked him.

“Yeah, dude! We’re gonna meet to get the alcohol and stuff, you should come too.”, Nick said.

“Sure, let me know when. Cya.”, You said, and disconnected from the call.

Now that the game was over, and Nick couldn’t possibly hear you, you turned to Jenny.

“Sooo, what’s up with the underwear?”, You asked her.

“Oh, don’t pretend like you didn’t ogle Martha’s butt. Now come here and fuck mommy’s wet cunt.”, She said, which had taken you aback. You really thought that it was wrong to think of having sex with your mom, but as you eyed up the slightly translucent lingerie Jenny had put on it got harder and harder to keep these thoughts out of your mind.

“We really shouldn’t…”, You said through the last breaths of your restraints.

“Do you remember what I said when you facefucked me back at my place? I am one hundred percent sure that the wild Martha I once knew is still there, and she would happily join me in serving you as your slutty slave if we showed her how amazing it feels!”, Jenny’s words spoke to you more than you would’ve liked them to. Having the two of them kneeling before you ready to grant your every wish sounded really hot, and you just couldn’t resist anymore.

“Fine, you won. But you caused me to lose an important game, mommy.”, You said, and the smile that appeared on Jenny’s face almost made you melt. She might have been happy to do anything you wanted, but it also made you happy to see her like that.

“Oh yes, I’ve been a very bad mommy.”, She continued the roleplay.

“Now what should I do with you my bad bad mommy? Should I, perhaps, punish you?”, You asked.

“Oh, absolutely, master! Mommy needs to be taught a lesson, not to disturb her owner when he’s playing.”, Hearing her say that, while she kneeled in your room and in your actual mother’s underwear really turned you on, and you didn’t even try to deny it anymore.

You walked past and around her kneeling body, taking all of her in your sight. Considering what her punishment should be wasn’t difficult. You’ve always fantasized about one particular form, and now she didn’t even have pants to take off to let you handle her ass better. You sat on the side of your bed and patted your lap.

“Come here, mommy. Bad girls need to have their asses spanked, and you’ve been a bad girl.”, You said.

Maybe her reaction was too positive to call it a punishment, but you kept in mind that this was roleplay. You wouldn’t want to hurt her anyway, but she had been bad. So, a punishment was in order.

“Yes, master!”, She exclaimed, almost jumping towards you.

She lay the lower part of her belly on your knees and positioned so that her huge ass stuck out upwards. You massaged her thighs and moved your hand up to her butt. Squeezing the soft flesh felt very nice, but that would feel more like a reward to her. As you raised your hand up a strange smell reached your nose. It was very intense, and it felt almost familiar. Did it come from her panties?

“Did you take my mother’s used underwear?”, You asked, breaking the immersion of the roleplay, but you had to know it.

“Uh, yeah. I said I found it in your mother’s laundry.”, She answered as if it was completely normal to wear someone else’s used underwear.

“Holy fucking shit, so, mom had actually worn this!?”, You asked in disbelief, but you knew the answer. Jenny nodded and laughed softly.

“I told you; slutty Martha was still there, somewhere.”

You inhaled the mixed smells of your mother’s and Jenny’s pussies one more time. This was so wrong, but it felt so good at the same time.

“Okay, I want you to count, and I want you to thank me after each spank I give you.”, You said.

“If you make a single mistake we will start over, do you understand, mommy?”, You asked your ‘mommy’.

“Yes, son, I mean master!”

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*Smack*

“Twenty-one! Thank you, master!”

*Smack*

“Ow! Twenty-two! Thank you, master!”, She repeated with the number increasing accordingly.

You felt your hand start burning from the reoccurring contact with your ‘mommy’s’ bare ass cheeks. You took a moment to massage your it on her mounds. She moaned whenever you touched the reddened parts of her skin. One of your fingers wandered down her crotch and dipped in a pool of the natural lubricant the woman’s hot body had created.

“Ahh!”, Your ‘mommy’ moaned when your finger rubbed her clit.

“Was that enough of a punishment, mommy?”, You asked her, and her head turned back to face yours.

“Yes! Please, I’ve learned my lesson!”, She said.

“You forgot to call me accordingly. I think, maybe, you need ten more, huh?”, You asked her, but the feeling that she forgot to call you ‘master’ proved to be right, when she winked at you.

“Oh, please, master! No more spanking. I can’t take it anymore!”, She begged, but you raised your hand again, and slapped it on her shaking ass.

“Owowow!”, She cried, and for a moment you thought that she forgot how to count.

“Twenty-three! Thank you, master, for punishing your mommy!”, ‘That’s better.’ You thought.

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“Thirty-two! Thank you, master!”, With the last spank you again let your hand rest on her buttocks. Her body shifted slightly with your every touch to her sensitive skin. You, again, dipped your finger in her wet pussy, but this time you slowly moved it in and out of the hole that brought your best friend, Jake, into the world.

“Did you learn your lesson, mommy?”, You asked, stopping your finger from masturbating the woman submissively laying on your knees.

“Oh, yes. I have.”, She answered, but you didn’t start moving your finger yet.

“And what’s the lesson?”, You asked, making sure she wasn’t lying.

Your ‘mommy’ pushed herself up and sat on your knees. She frowned when her ass made contact with your pants, but she got over it, and looked into your eyes.

“Mommy will never disturb master’s gaming sessions. I will wait patiently until master says otherwise like a good slave is supposed to. And now, mommy will make it up to her master for making him lose his game.”, She said, her juices soaking your pants.

“Good girl.”, You praise her, and the two of you envelop in a passionate kiss. Jenny eagerly pushes her tongue in your mouth, and you push your tongue into hers. While the two of you kiss, she grabs your shirt and slowly pulls it up revealing your chest. Once it’s off, she gets down on her knees and reaches for the belt in your pants. She skillfully pulls them down together with your briefs and watches your dick spring free in front of her eyes.

“Oh my god, mommy had no idea her son was packing a dick this gigantic, I can’t wait until I’ll have it in me.”, She said, and she licked her lips.

You moved your body back into your bed, so you laid comfortably as your ‘mommy’s’ head followed you. She licked every inch of your dick before she took it in her mouth, for like the third time that day. Her tongue whirled around the length of your shaft. But before you got too close, she pulled her head back and stood up in front of your bed. She grabbed the straps of her panties and seductively lowered them to her feet. The sight of her pussy surprised you positively, it was shaven clean, with no hints of hair anywhere near. Now the only hair left on her body were her brows and the ones on top of her head. The sight satisfied you greatly, and you wondered when she found the time to get rid of her pubic hair.

Anyway, she stepped out of her panties and held them in her hand. She saw your eyes follow them all the way, and, with a swift throw, they landed on your chest. You watched her crawl on top of you with the panties, soaked with juices of the two most important women in your life, shoved in your nose. Your ‘mommy’ crouched over your towering dick, and carefully positioned the tip at the entrance to her pussy.

“It might take a while. It’s been a long time since mommy stretched her pussy with a dick this big.”, She groaned slowly lowering herself on top of you.

You felt her cunt envelop your cock in a tight embrace. For a woman her age it was really impressive how tight she was. It was hard to believe it gave birth to a child. The feeling of her pussy wrapping around your dick so tightly pushed you closer to cumming. But when she started moving her upper body up and back down on your it, you felt like you were going insane.

“Ah, master! You’re so big!”, Your ‘mommy’s’ voice echoed in your bedroom.

“I think I’m going to cum soon!”, She added.

“You’re not to cum until I do, bitch!”, You ordered her. She moaned at that.

After a while, her movement started feeling too slow for you, and you pushed yourself up to meet her.

“Let’s change the position, I’ll take the lead now.”, You told her, and you kissed briefly.

She laid on her back, and you kneeled between her bent legs. You grabbed her thighs from below and raised them high enough for your dick to easily enter her pussy, and her legs to wrap around your back. ‘Mommy’ covered her face when you entered her again, but you could see that she had a happy expression. You again started a little slower to get used to the position, but you increased the speed with each thrust. Once you got to a satisfying tempo, you started hammering your dick deep in her pussy. Your moans again filled the room, and you briefly asked yourself if your neighbors could hear you through the ajar window. However, the feeling of your orgasm approaching made you forget all about it.

“Mommy, I’m going to cum soon!”, You screamed at the woman whose face reminded you of the face the drawn girls on Rule 34 sometimes made. What was it called? Ah yes Ahegao! Jenny was making an Ahegao. Lol

“Cum inside me, master! Give me a child!”, She shouted as if she was possessed. You weren’t sure if you wanted to become a father at the age of eighteen, though.

“Are you serious?”, You asked her through your pants and gasps.

Her eyes came back from the back of her head, and they met yours. She took a few deep thrusts of your dick before she answered.

“Of course, master! Ah ah ah…”, She said followed by her own gasps. “However, Ah, I’m still on a pill, so maybe, AH, in the future!”

That gave you a relief, and without thinking much you sped up your movements even more.

“Suck my cum with your pussy, mommy!”, You screamed.

“Yes! Fuck a baby into me, my master!”, She shouted too.

“I want to be a mother again!”, You barely heard the last part, as the cum escaped your big dick and straight down Jenny’s greedy cunt. The hot seed spread all over her insides and slowly followed your dick while it slipped out of her used hole. Her legs fell on the bed, no longer holding you in place inside of her. You felt yourself losing balance, and you propped up on your arms, watching the white fluid flowing out of her still gaping pussy.

Jenny looked like she had passed out from the extreme pleasure, and you crawled up to rest next to her. Her smile didn’t leave her face, and she laughed through her agitation. You moved your mouth next to her ear and whispered.

“I love you, Jenny.”, That woke her up enough to close the distance between your lips and kiss.