Making Mother A Slut

Making Mother A SlutMaking Mother a SlutJohn raced up to his room and tosses his bookbag carelessly ontohis bed. Looking at the clock he noticed he still had a good two hoursbefore his mom got home from work. More than enough time he thoughtas he booted up his computer and logged on to check his e-mail. Hestiffened slightly at the “New Mail” message.It had started as a joke about a month earlier. He had found thesingles ad his mother had placed while searching in her room for thestack of playboys she had confis**ted from him. At first it had surprisedhim. He had never thought of his mother as needing companionship. Ithad been over 5 years since his dad left, and in all that time she had notonce even mentioned dating. Still, John thought, he could get back at herfor taking away his stash of magazines by playing a little joke on her. Hehad put everything back the way he had found it and took the ad backwith him to his room. It read:Seeking Someone Special, SWF,37, 5’7″, traditional mother of 1looking for adventurous, outgoingmale for companionship and corr-espondance. If interested pleasee-mail *****That had been a month ago, and things had taken an unexpectedturn. Evidently he had been the ONLY one to respond to the ad and hismother had been so thrilled at any response that she was doing her bestto keep the e-mail correspondence going. Even agreeing to things shewould never have even thought of before. It was no longer just a game,it had become a way for John to manipulate his unwitting mother. He hadmentioned in one of his e-mail how he thought a growing boy should beallowed to stay up as late as he wanted. Of course his mother had agreedwholeheartedly in her response and it was soon after that John found hisbedtime curfew lifted. It was this new found power over his mother thathe was now pushing to the limits. He wanted to see just how far shewould go. In his last message he told her he was not going to write heranymore since she was just not his “type” and since he doubted she couldever change this was going to be the last she heard from him. This wouldlet him know how far she was willing to go.That night, John noticed his mother was a wreck. She seemed onthe verge of tears all night long. but this morning she seemed strangelyhappier, although a little frazzled over something. Now John new whatthat something was. She had made a decision last night all right. Themessage on the screen read:” I can change. Please give me a chance.I can be anything you want me to be.”That kind of submission from his mother shocked him, but that was notwhat had his adolescent dick standing at attention. It was the attachedphoto his mom had sent. It showed her sitting on her bed with her blousehalfway open showing off a lacy black bra and looking into the camerawith a mixture of embarrassment, lust and longing. As John stared at thepicture something inside him new that this was going to changeeverything between them. A slow grin cracked his face as he reacheddown to rub the bulge in his jeans.” Looks like I’ve got my self a girlfriend, he chuckled ashe continued to rub the growing bulge in his pants.Part 2Making Mother My Slut(baiting the hook)John must have stared at the lewd photo his mother unknowingly sent him foran hour. The way she arched her back to thrust out her tits and make themstrain against the black lace bra had the 13 year olds dick stiff and throbbing. He stillcouldn’t believe his mother would send such a photo much less take one. She had alwaysseemed so prudish in the past. Yelling and carrying on when she’d discovered John’s stash ofplayboys as if the world was coming to an end. Now here she was posing like a womandesperate for male attention. The more he thought about it, the more it bothered him. Shehad made such abig deal about the magazines, and then she goes off and sends a photo likethis to a guy she doesn’t even really know.She really must be desperate, he thoughtAn idea began to form inside John’s mind. Looking over at the clock hesees he doesn’thave long until his mom gets home, so he hurriedly types a reply to her.Janice Monroe was a mess. She hadn’t been able to concentrate on her workallday. She felt guilt and embarrassment over the photo she’d sent, to avirtual stranger noless. Yet her mystery man seemed to know so much about her already. He knewhow topush her buttons, to convince her of almost anything.This is foolish, she thought, a woman my age acting like a love sickschoolgirl. MyGod what was I thinking sending him a photo like that. He probably thinks I’m cheapnow.Janice shook her head trying to clear away the jumble of questions. Shenew shewas throwing her self at a man she never even meet face to face, but it hadbeen so longsince she was able to “connect” which anyone the way she did with hermystery man.What if he rejects me, she thought in horror. What if he looks at mypicture andlaughs. Oh God I hope he writes back. I lost Frank because I wasn’t willingto be thewoman he wanted, I’m not about to loose another man.Thinking of her ex-husband Frank brought back a twinge of pain. She’dalways feltlike something of a failure as a woman since he’d left. She vowed not tomake the samemistake again. This time she would please her man. No matter what…..Nomatter what!she told herself.John watched his mother pull into the driveway. He smiled knowingly tohimself ashe sees her hurriedly grabbing her papers and briefcase, then practicallyrun to the frontdoor. He crept over to the top of the stairs and peered down to see herstanding above ajumble of paperwork s**ttered in the doorway. In her rush to check hermessages, she’ddropped her papers. John laughs to himself as he sees her just leave thes**ttered mess.Taking the time to pick them up now would only delay her finding out if*HE* hadwritten her. She disappeared into the den, and a moment later John couldhear the familiar*beep* of a computer booting up.”Dam, she’s got it bad all right,” he muttered. “Guess mom’s more desperatethanI thought. hehehe”Below, Janice waited as the computer ran through it’s set up routine andbegan tosearch for any new messages. It seemed to take an eternity. She prancedabout nervouslyand nearly jumped out of her skin when the computer *dinged* the familiarsound of”New Mail””It’s him”, she mewed. It’s got to be him…Oh please God let it be HIM!”Fingers shaking she keyed the *open* command and felt a tingle rushthrough herbody as she saw that it was from her mystery man after all. She read:That’s very cute Janice. The photo you sentjust goes to prove that you’re all wrong for me.If you were any kind of REAL woman you’dhave tried harder than that. You think undoinga few buttons on your blouse will bring me back?If you want this to go any farther you’ll have todomuch better than that. How am I suppose to knowyou really WANT me to keep mailing you?!?A flood of emotions washed over her as she read. He had mailed her backall right,but only to express his disappointment in her. She didn’t measure up as areal woman inhis eyes. Feelings of failure washed over her. She felt small and vulnerablereading hisword, but then she began to brighten as she realized she still had a chance.He had said sheneeded to do better. She could! She knew she could. She would prove she wasworthy ofher mystery man, anyway she had to. Making a quick mental list in her mindof the thingsshe would need she called up to her son.”John..John are you up there?”John stiffened at the mention of his name. Had she found out it washim. Had he pushher to much?”Yeah I’m here”, he called back.”John I’ve got to go out and run a few..umm.. errands. I’ll bebacklater. I’m leaving you some money for dinner. Order a pizzaor something OK.””Yeah sure mom. Thanks”He wondered what that was all about and where she was off to in such ahurry.It was late when Janice finally pulled back into her drive way. Shegathered up theassortment of bag from her shopping spree and headed inside. The pile ofpapers was stillcluttering the doorway.”Dam, I’m gonna have to sort that all out,” Janice sighed. “But notright now. I’vegot more important things to do.”Janice almost giggled as she skipped over the pile and headed up to herroom. Shecouldn’t remember when she felt this good. Locking her bedroom door behindher shespread the assortment of newly purchached lingerie out on her bed. Red laceand frillswhere everywhere. Sheer and skimp panties with half bra and garters coveredthe bed. Shesmiled. She’d win back her man if it was the last thing she did.John woke up and blearily peered at the clock. He had given up waitingfor hismom last night and had gone to bed.”I wonder where in the hell she went off to? Well there’s one way tofindout, he thought.Getting out of bed he called up his mail account and went to getready for school. Itwas still downloading when he got out of the shower.”DAM!” What the hell did she send me anyway”John walked down to the end of the hall and called out.”Mom… Mom, you still here.”He knew she would be half way to work by this time, but he always madesure beforeventuring into her room that she was no where abouts. Getting no reply hepushed openthe door and looked around. She must have been in a rush this morning. Herbed was stillunmade and clothes littered the floor. He stopped as he spotted one of hismagazinessitting open on his mothers night stand. It was open to a picture of a womanwith her legsspread wide, showing off her shaved pussy and pushing up her tit as ifoffering them to theviewer.”What the hell was she doing looking at this?”Then it hit him. He raced back to his room. The new message had downloaded and heexcitedly opened it up.I’ll be what ever you want me to be.Just tell me what you want. Give me achance to prove my self to you…..please.John called up the attached photo and was nearly knocked over by what hesaw.There on his computer screen was his dear old mother. Her long legs spreadwide,showing off what appeared to be her newly shaven pussy through a pair ofcrotchlesspanties. She also had her massive mams encased in a matching half bra, whichdid awonderful job of pushing them up and out for the taking. Just like in themagazine hethought. She must have used it as a guide. John dick was rock hard as helooked at theview before him. He pulled out his young dick and began to slowly strokethe hard shaft.He no longer saw his mother as the caring, nurturing figure that he once had. Instead hesaw his chance to own his very own private whore. Thoughts of his mother’spussy, allhot and waiting to be filled, swarmed in his mind as he pumped out thickgooey strands ofcum all over her picture.Wiping his cum from the screen, he sat down and began to write themessage thatwould set her on the path to becoming his private fuck slave……Making Mother My Slut 3(reeling her in)John rummaged around his mothers room, going through drawerafter drawer and taking carful note of every bit of clothing she owned. Ifhisplan was going to work he had to stay one step ahead of his mom.”Shit, where did she put them? They got to be aroundhere somewhere. Ah Ha, Paydirt!”He pulled the large box from the back of his mothers closet andopened it up. His dick stirred slightly as he eyed the silky contentswithin.This was what he was looking for alright. He reached in and pulled out thepair of crotch less panties his mom had worn the night before. He quicklylooked over his shoulder, then lifted them to his nose.*Sniff*, “Oh man!” His head swam as he breathed inhis mothers musky scent.” The Bra… where’s thebra?Ah, good. Let’s see now…. 36D hmm, she lookedbigger in the photo.”He played with the silky material for a while. Enjoy the thought thathe was running his fingers over the same clothes that had been so close tohis mothers skin.”Let’s see what else we got here. Garter, stockings… Ohcool my mags!”He pulled the stack out from the box and flipped through thembriefly. After a moment he realized he was falling behind schedule. He getshome only two hours before his mom does, and if he was going to send hismessage off today he had to get moving. He shoved the mags back in andran the panties one last time across his cheek before placing them and therest of the lingerie back into the box and shoving it into the closet.Janice watched the clock slowly tick out her last hour of work. Shetried to keep her mind focused on her job but it wasn’t easy. She let out asmall sigh, then quickly checked to see if anyone had heard her.”Dam, I’ll go crazy at this rate.”She swivelled her chair around and sat bolt upright as a chill sweptacross her pussy. Her panties had been lightly rubbing against her newlyshaved snatch all day long, and had made it very sensitive. Checking tomake sure no one was looking her way then tried swivelling the chair backto the left.”Umph!” she moaned out as she felt her pussy twinge fromher panties silky touchThis time people had heard her, and she blushed deep red whiletrying to play it off as nothing more than a leg cramp. Satisfied no one wasstill looking she began to rock the chair left to right.”Oh yes, yes this was nice” She thought. “I’m getting so wetjust sitting here like this.”Realizing that if she kept it up she risked an embarrassing wet spotshowing up against her skirt she stopped. She could already feel the moisterjust those few moves had made.”I’ve got to be carful. I shouldn’t swivel in the chair anymore. I’ll just sit her till the hours up. Yesthat’s it, just sithere, but not swivel.. No notswivel…swivel……”5 o’clock rolled around and everyone began to pack up and headtoward the elevators. Janice sat at her desk slowly rocking back and forthinher chair with a lazy day dream expression across her face.”Janice… JANICE! You coming or are you planing to spendthe night here.”She shook her head as if coming out of a dream.”What?””I said, are you coming?””Cum… cumming? What do you mean,”she askeddefensivelyHer co-worker looked at her strangely and asked again.”Are you OR are you NOT going to go home?”Janice glanced up at the clock.”5:15! God,” she thought. “Where had the time gone?””Yeah, Yeah I’m com.. I mean, I’ll be right down.”She sorted through the stack of papers on her desk and got ready toleave. As she stood she felt the slippery wetness coating her thighs.”On no. No No NO, Please God don’t do this to me. Nothere.”She reached around with a sense of dread and felt the back of herskirt. She groan in despair as her hand came away damp.”What was wrong with me. God how embarrassing”She sat down quickly and felt the damp crotch of her panties squishback up against her bottom. She waited till the last person left the officebefore risking the trip down to the parking lot. As she walked toward theelevator she imagined she could hear her crotch squish with every step.Janice felt deep shame at what she’d done. During the ride down to theparking lot the small space of the elevator quickly filled with the muskyscent of her pussy juices and she prayed no one else would get on till shehad a chance to leave. The rest of the trip was a blur as she raced to hercar,then onto the freeway.John sat in front of his computer and thought carefully about whathe should write to his mom next. He may not have had much experiencewith women… well ok he had no experience with women, but he did knowhis mom. If this was going to work, he knew he would have to make thingshappen in a way she’d be able to rationalize. If he was to straight forwardwith her, she might back out and he’d loose his chance at her all together.Smiling he began to type.He heard the front door open and close hurriedly, followed by hismothers footsteps rushing up to her room. She was late, and acting ratherstrange. The past few day the first thing she usually did was go straight tocheck her messages. He wondered what she was up to. As long as it didn’tchange the way things were going, he didn’t much care. Unbuttoning hisjeans and pulling his dick out he headed back to his room to look at thepictures of his mom again.Janice locked her bedroom door and began to remove her soiledclothes. She undid her skirt and let it fall to the floor. The spot on thebackwas bigger than she feared. She hoped no one had seen it. She peeled off thewet panties next.”Jesus. I soaked them”. She looked at her juice soaked pantiesand felt a small thrill run down her. If her mystery man knew what she’ddone he’d be proud of her. She just knew it. Only a real woman could get sohot for her man.”Her man! Oh God I forgot!”Pulling on her robe she rushed down to check for any new wordsfrom her love. She felt a bit guilty for not doing it first thing. If heknewshe’d forgotten what would he have done. Maybe he would think she reallydidn’t care after. If he knew, he might stop writing her. He might stoploving her… Janice fought back the feeling of panic welling inside her.”Well it will never happen. I’ll just have to make sure that Icheck my messages before ANYTHING else”*Ding* She smiled and felt giddy as she opened up the mail.Better. Definitely an improvement.You may work out after all. I mean,any woman who has a WHOLEwardrobe full of the kind of lingerieyou do, is worth getting to knowbetter. I can’t wait to see theselection of erotic toys you must have.”Toys?” Janice thought a moment. “Did he mean.. Could hehave ment…” Janice chewed at her bottom lip asshe triedto think this through. “Well of course. I mean,they domake them for women… and I AM a woman. So ofcoursehe would think I own a few of them.” Janicebrightened ather revelation. It was only natural she thought. Itmakessense…didn’t it?Janice suddenly realized that her MAN thinks she had a wholewardrobe full of exciting lingerie. If she sent him another photo in thesameold stuff she had on last night he’d realize she didn’t. He might think shemislead him. Panic once again began to well up inside her. She looked overand saw that the stores would be closed before she got to them.”Maybe I can skip the photo tonight..No..no thatwon’t work he might think I’m being lazy. ThinkJanice, THINK! I can alter some of the thing I have.Yes! Yes that would work. I’ll just have to becreative for my man. I’ll prove to him that I’m worthkeeping..but the toys..what will I tell him about thetoys.”That night John noticed his mother seemed preoccupied withsomething. As if she were trying to work out some puzzle in her head. Heknew what that puzzle was of course. He’d written the message so shewould be forced into buying more lingerie, but things took an unexpectedturn. Since she came home so late he knew she had also missed the stores.So now she was probably trying to come up with something. What ever itwas he hoped it was good.John popped out of bed and booted up his computer the nextmorning.”Time to see what new delightfully wicked things mom senther dear loving son. Hehehe.”As he waited for the attached photo to download he opened theletter.I knew I could change. I just new it.Hope you enjoy my new photo. I didit special for you.I do have a confession to make though.I don’t own any erotic toys. I’m SORRY!It’s just that it never came up before. Now thatI know I need them I’ll get some. I promiseI will. It’s just a silly mistake on my part.OK?….”Things are going better than I could have hoped. Mom’sgoing to make this easier than I thought.”He called up the photo next.”Oh my Gawd!”His mother never ceased to be able to shock him. In the photo, shewas sitting in the large plush chair she kept in her room. She had a legthrown over each arm, exposing her bald pussy to the camera. Inside herpussy was what appeared to be a rather slimy looking cucumber. Her handsalso appeared wet and the area around her pussy was swollen. It wasobvious she’d spent the previous few minuted viciously working it in andout of herself.Oh no mom. You’re not getting off the hook thateasy, he thought One way or another your gonnahave to go and buy yourself a REAL dildo”Looking back to the photo he saw she had the black lace bra backon from her first photo. Only she’d cut out the center, so her nipples pokedthrough the slits, but what sent him over the edge was the look on her face.He couldn’t tell if her face was redder from the vigorous fuck she’d justgiven her self, or from the embarrassment of having enjoyed it so much.Making Mother my SLUTPart 4(Decisions of desperation)Janice awoke feeling sore, tired and very troubled that morning. As she drove intowork, her mind tried to sort out the jumble of emotions she was feeling.Why do things always have to be so complicated, she thought? I finally meet a guywhom I’m interested in and who seems to be interested in me, and I still can’t seem to getthings to work out properly. Maybe Frank was right. Maybe I am destined to live my wholelife alone.Even after five years the pain of her husband’s abandonment hadn’t eased any. Before herhusband had walked out, he’d said many things. He berated her and called her a “sorry excusefor a woman.” Those words still cut deep into her. She’d tried to forget them, but like abad dream, they kept coming back again and again to haunt her.These thoughts plague her throughout the day. She went over it again and again butkept coming back to the conclusion that if she was going to have any chance at happiness shewas going to have to prove her self to her e-mail lover.”I’m sure once he’s convinced I’m sincere about wanting a relationship with him,all these tests will be at an end. I just have to stick it out a little longer. Prove myself to him, then all these obscene trials will be over.”Janice! Did you pull the McFreyer file like I asked? It’s not on my desk, so wherethe HELL is it.Ummm, the McFreyer file? I.. I.. No not yet, I’m sorry Miss. Dori, I’ll go get it now.Ugh!, Don’t bother I’ll have one of the other adjustors get it for me. I can’twait all day. Honestly Janice your becoming more and more incompetent by the day!Janice watched as her supervisor stalked off. She notice the confidant way inwhich she moved. Dori was younger than Janice by a good seven years, but had moved up thechain of command quickly with her naturally aggressive nature. Janice looked at her as shewent over to one of the other adjustors. She noticed her shapely toned legs and the way herass swayed ever so slightly.”I bet she never had to rummage around her refrigerator at two in the morning tryingto find something to shove up her pussy, just so she could prove herself a *real woman*.That bitch could probably have any guy she wanted.”Her anger quickly faded to feelings of self loathing at the remembrance of lastnights escapades. Her pussy was still a little sore from the vigorous fucking she’d givenher self with that cucumber. Not that she didn’t like it at the time. She remembered howcold it had been at first. The way it had pushed her lips apart as it slowly stretched herlong neglected hole. How good it had felt to have something filling her again as she rammedthe green makeshift dildo up her rapidly juicing cunt. She’d spent a better part of thenight ridding that slimly satisfying vegetable. Janice could feel her self becoming wetagain at the memory.”It wasn’t so bad, she thought. It was kind of nice now that I come to think of it.The way it squished in and out of me. The slurpy sound my pussy made as it pumped in andout. Maybe my mystery man knows what’s best for me after all. “*****************************Luch hour found Janice in one of the seedier parts of town. She checked the addressagain to make sure she was at the right address.”Le Sex Shoppe22527 Napuc Ave”This was the place alright. She had looked for listings in the phone book earlier thismorning, as was surprised to discover that there was an adult shop so near her work.”Just go in, get what you need and leave,” she told herself. “How hard can that be?”Janice opened the door and stepped in. She paused a moment to let her eyesadjust to the dimly lite room. The first thing she noticed was the smell. It assaulted hersenses as she stood there and gaped at the sight before her.. The small shop had the muskysmell of cigarettes and sex, and was packed with a variety of porno movies and plasticdildos of every size. She spotted a selection of sex toy against the far wall and quicklyheaded for them.Dildos, vibrators, and buttplugs of every size lined the wall before her.”There all so BIG, she thought. I don’t know what I should be looking for…” She pickedsomething up and read. “Buttplug Buddie,” were they k**ding?! Did people actually put thesethings up their ass!?! Janice realized she had no idea what to buy. What kind of thingswould he expect her to own. Did he expect her to own a “buttplug”. Did women really by thesething? She didn’t have any bases for comparison. She’d lead a rather sheltered existence uptill now. Maybe she was out of touch with her womanhood after all.”You gonna buy something lady, or are you just gonna stand there and drool overthem?The deep gruff voice came from the man behind the counter. She’d been aware of himstaring at her for some time now.”I.. No..I mean yes.. I mean.. I’m looking for..for.. For a GIFT! Yes a gift for afriend. I’m trying to find a gift for a friend of mine.” Janice regretted saying that themoment it left her lips. It was such an obvious lie, but she just couldn’t bring her self toallow anyone to think she was buying one of these for herself.”Oh I see,” the clerk said with a smile. He’d heard it all before. He’d known fromthe moment she’d walked into the place she was out of her element.” Well perhaps I can makea few …suggestions for your friends gift” It had been a slow day so he though he couldhave a bit of fun with her.”Thank you. That would be very nice of you” Maybe this wasn’t going to be so badafter all she thought. She could agree with what the man said and act like she knew what shewas doing.”Well the first thing we got to determine is what kind of woman your friend is. I amassuming this is for a woman right?””Oh yes. I’m… I mean SHE needs to pick up a few ..umm.. Of the items womenneed now a days””I see.” He was getting a kick out of playing along with this bitch. Shedidn’t have a clue what she was doing and he though that this might be a way to make up forthe slow sales earlier. “Well if your friend is any kind of real woman at all, I’m sureshe’s going to want quite a few of our *items*.”Janice bristled for a moment at the question of whether or not her “friend” was anykind of real woman. The man had unknowingly hit upon Janice’s sore spot with that commentand her answer was spoken with quite a bit of annoyance.” You needn’t worry your self about what kind of woman I… I mean SHE is, justplease show me what the standard assortment for a woman would be!””Standard assortment?” He thought about this for a moment. What the fuck wasthis bitch talking about. Did she really believe there was some kind of minimum amount shewas suppose to buy? “Oh of course.. the *standard assortment*” he said as if he sold suchthing all the time.”Thank you, I’m sorry I was a little cross but I’m in a bit of a hurry,” Janice justwanted to get out of there as fast as she could. She felt like a foolish c***d at having toask a man something she believe she should already now about.”Well then lets see. Your *friend* is going to need a dildo. All the basic packageshas at lest ONE dildo. Now what size do you thing she might want. Small, Average or Horse?”It took all his will to keep a straight face while talking to her.”Uh? Uh.. average I believe would be more than adequate””Ok then,” he said as he grabbed a soft pink colored dildo from the wall and placedit on the counter. “Now does your *friend* use the standard daytime wear butt plug, or doesshe prefer the ones you can leave in over night?” He had to smile at that question as hewatched her frown in thought.”Umm.. Well she.. I think that maybe ..” Janice floundered. Had she been able tothink straight she would have questioned the assumption that all women wore butt plugsthroughout the day, but lack of sleep and the need to get away from this embarrassingsituation left her muddled. “Day time wear is fine… I guess…,” she stammered.It went on that way for the next ten minutes till she had amassed two dildos, onevibrator, a butt plug, a bottle of lubricant and several magazines depicting hard core sexscenes that the man in the store assured her was usually included with such a purchase. Shepaid for the items then hurriedly left.************************”God I must be an idiot,” she moaned as she went through the bag of itemswhile sitting in the parking lot. She’d realized later that the man had been toying withher. “Standard day wear or overnight indeed!” She spat as she replayed the conversation inher mind. “And I stood there like an idiot and actually believed him! Well I’m not goingback there, so I guess I’m stuck with all this stuff. If nothing else at lest I’ve got a fewdifferent thing to show my mystery man tonight.********************************************Making Mother my SLUT 5(Jumping Jack Jiggles)Janice sat impatiently at a stoplight, waiting for it to change. “C’mon, you stupidthing. Let’s go,” she muttered as she wiggled her bottom back and forth, enjoying thefeeling as the lips from her fiery pussy rubs slightly together. . “I don’t have all day.”she said as she absent mindedly reached up to massage her big breasts through her blouse.She felt her nipples grow hard as they pushed and strained against the rough fabric of herbra.The workday seemed to drag on forever. She couldn’t wait to get home and check here-mail. Every day was the same. She would promise herself that she wasn’t going to letherself be distracted during work, that she would set aside her personal life until the endof the day. She would start out pretty well, busy and focused, but within an hour she wouldstart dreaming about *HIM* and the things he would have her do. Soon she would feel herpussy getting wet, her bare outer lips swelling and pushing against her panties, rubbingwhenever she twisted or turned at her desk. Her nipples would stiffen and push out into theopen, causeing lewd obviose bumps against her blouse. It was all she could do not to spreadher legs and masturbate right on the spot. She tried to imagine the scene that would cause.Skirt hiked up, legs splayed wide, and half her hand buried up her pussy while herco-workers gawked at her. She found herself thinking more and more about sex. It took greateffort, to pull her mind back to her duties but within an hour she would start daydreamingand become aroused all over again. Playing out erotic little fantasies about her e-mail manand what he might have her do. By the end of the day, her overheated pussy would be achingand her nipples would be sore from rubbing against her bra.The light finally changed and Janice shot around a slower car. Humming to herself, sheabsentmindedly ran her left hand up and down her thighs as she drove, occasionally rubbingher mound for a second or two. As her excitement built her foot pushed harder and harderagainst the accelerator. She was well over the speed limit by the time she shot by thepolice car.”Oh great! Just what I needed.” Janice cursed as she saw the red lights flash in herrearview window. “Ok, pull it together girl. Just tell him your sorry, get the ticket andget home. Nothing to get yourself worked up about.” Janice pulled over and waited.The car door opened and a formidable looking female officer stepped out. Janice watchedas she slowly approached her car, then pause as she looked into the backseat. A look ofdisgust crossed her face as she shook her head and walked up to the window.”I’m sorry officer, I guess I was just a little anxious to get home.” Janice laughedcasually, trying to play down the event.”Yes, I bet you were,” she responded with distaste.”Excuse me officer?” Janice looked at the woman in puzzlement.The officer looked down and then eyed Janice accusingly. She followed her gaze and onlythen noticed that while she’d been wiggling her little ass around, her skirt had managed towork it’s self up her thighs pretty high. “Oh! Oh, excuse me.” She felt her face burn hotlyin embarrassment as she tried to work the hem back down.”Next time watch your speed or I’ll haul you in!””Yes, I will officer. I promise.” Janice couldn’t figure out why the woman was actingso hostile towards her. All she’d done was go a little over the speed limit. Nothing towarrant the disdain with which the woman treated her. After she handed Janice the ticket shenoticed her look into the back seat one last time and swore she heard the woman murmur”SLUT” under her breath..Frowning she looked into the back seat to see what the big deal was. The minute she did thequestioning look on her face came crashing down. She felt a hollow feeling in the pit of herstomach as the first thing her eyes landed on was the cover of a magazine showing a woman’sface, smiling and covered in cum. The cover beared the title “CUM QUEENS” in bright yellowletters. When she’d turned the last corner her big bag of goodies had fallen oven and dumpedthings everywhere. Dildos, vibrator, buttplug and dirty magazines covered the back seat.Janice sat there for a good ten minute before pulling herself together enough to collect upthe items and stuff them back in the bag.”Just… just don’t think about it. Just DON’T think about it!” But she did think aboutit. She kept playing it back over and over in her mind. “That lady must think I’m the worldbiggest whore. Here I am with a back seat full of porno, my skirt half way up to my ass andme telling her “I’m anxious to get home!” She groaned and tried to think of other things.As she turned onto her street and caught sight of her driveway, her heart started beatingfaster and her spirits heightened. She had to fight to keep from driving too fast again.All thoughts of what happened left as she thought of *HIM*. She couldn’t wait to hear fromher honey.She blushed as she thought of the picture she had sent him last night. It was the mostoutrageous thing she had ever done, and she had done it in front of a perfect stranger.Somehow, though, it was ok to show that side of herself to him. She’d never shown that sideof herself to anyone- didn’t even know it existed- until she met her on-line lover. She justknew he loved her for it. Suddenly nothing seemed so bad after all.I’ll bet he thinks of me all the time too, she thought. He’s probably as lonely as Iam. I’ll bet he thinks I’m some kind of sexy woman. Surely he’s hopelessly in love. It won’ttake long and he’ll be proposing to me. I’ll be married again soon and we’ll live happilyever after. All I have to do is keep pleasing him until he proposes. I can do that. I cankeep him happy. She pulled into her driveway with a smile once again on her face… and abag of porn by her side.*******Janice hurried in the door and threw her papers down onthe table. “John! I’m home, honey.” She had her coat off andwas heading for the den with the bag when he popped out into the hall.”Hi, Mom. Wanna see my History test? I got an ‘A’,” Johnbeamed, waving a paper at her.Janice sighed. She was anxious to check her email andsee what her lover’s message was for today. Her pussy wasalready soaking wet. Lately it started flowing as soon as shegot home and started for her computer. Her panties always seemed to be wet now a days.Still, she couldn’t neglect her son.Of course, John guessed how anxious his mother was tohear from her new boyfriend. He was deliberately delayingher, for two reasons. First, it was fun to talk to her,knowing she was dying to go get her mail. He enjoyed watchingher as she unknowingly wiggled her bottom from side to side, trying to ease the pressure onher boiling pussy. Second, it was great talking to her,trying to guess what perverted pose she would be sending himlater tonight. Knowing that the well dressed business woman who now stood before him wouldsoon be posing like a two dollar whore by nights end.By the time they finished and Janice got into the den,she was dying to whip off her clothes and masturbate right onthe spot. God, I’m turning into such a sexy woman, shethought to herself. I’ll bet my lover can’t wait to hear fromme. She was grinning like a schoolgirl as she read hermessage:It’s obvious that you are a woman who loves sex andbelieves in pleasing her man and that is excellent.Good girl (Janice felt a wave of pleasure at thepraise).However, I feel you’ve been dishonest withme. In your early letters, you told me that youwere of average weight. After looking at the lastfew pictures you have sent me, that is obviouslynot true. Based on that small roll of fat around yourtummy, I’d put your weight at about 150. Accordingto my calculations, you’re about 20 poundsoverweight.Janice flushed with embarrassment. He thought she wasfat! All her work and all her effort and he was going to dumpher because she was out of shape! Panic seized her. Of course, he was right- she WAS alittle heavy. In fact, she’d told John justyesterday at dinner that she weighed 152, the most she hadever weighed. She’d been meaning to go on a diet for a whilebut then she’d gotten distracted by *HIM*. Now every thing was in jeopardy because of it.All her dreams of wedding bells and becoming a family again were crumbling before her. Withtears in her eyes, she continued reading:I’m willing to overlook this lie THIS TIME, on twoconditions. First, you must never lie to me or tryto fool me again. If I ask you a question, I expectit answered truthfully and if I ask you to dosomething, I expect it done. Lie to me again and weare through. Second, I want you to start a diet andexercise program. Tonight. Since you have lied tome about your weight, I will need daily proof thatyou are exercising. I want you to make a posterthat lists your weight, what exercises you havedone and how many of each type. Each day when youfinish working out, I want you to have someone elsefill in the chart. You may not do it yourself untilI can trust you again. Have your picture takenbeside the poster in your exercise clothes andemail it each day, along with whatever otherpicture you are sending me. Then I will believethat you are really trying to lose weight.There IS one more thing. You lied to me. For thatyou must be punished. I won’t tell you how- I wantyou to select your own punishment. Think about ituntil tomorrow night, then tell me and I will tellyou if it is sufficient. I expect the punishment toequal the crime. I don’t like doing this but youwon’t respect me if I don’t. Once you are punished,we can go on.Janice felt the hot tears rolling down her cheeks. Hethought she was fat and dishonest. There was no doubt aboutit, she was losing him. She knew it. She couldn’t let that happen.Quickly, she typed a reply:Please forgive me for not telling you I needed to losesome weight. I know it was wrong, but I was embarrassed. Iwill lose weight- you will be proud of me. I will also thinkof a fitting punishment for lying to you. I will mail youagain later, after I’ve exercised and promise never to try andhide anything from you again.Janice stripped to her bra and panties and startedrummaging through her drawers. She already had her old sweatsout and was putting them on when she remembered that *HE* wasgoing to see her outfit when she had her picture takenafterwards. I’ve got to look good, she thought. I need toimpress him. The last thing I want is for him to be any more disappointed in the way I look.Pulling the sweats back off, she dug into thebottom of her drawer.The only thing she could find was an old yellow leotard .She eyed it for a moment.There was no way she’d be able to keep her current bra and panties on under that thing.She’d look ridiculous with them poking out from underneath. She’d have to take a photo latershe knew, and the whole point was to look good. Quickly she unhooked her bra and her ampletits came spilling out of the cups. It would be a bit awkward, but she’d have to exercisewithout it till she got a new outfit. She peeled off her moist panties next, then picked upthe old yellow leotard again.She pulled it on.”God, I haven’t worn this in five years,” she thought as she surveyed herself inthe mirror. It was so tight she could barely fit into it and it was stretched tightly overher body. The scoop neck was pulled low, exposing her deep cleavage to the point of almostexposing her tits all together. The crotch pulled tight across her mound, clearly outliningthe shape of the pussy beneath it. As she bent over to pull on some socks the back pulleddeep into her ass crack leaving her cheeks exposed.I hope it doesn’t rip, she thought as she straightenedand plucked the material out of her butt. Well, it’ll do fortonight, then I’ll buy a new one. Now, I need to make aposter, then find an exercise partner….John lay on his bed, watching TV and rubbing his cockthrough his pants. He had spent all of math class thinking uphis message. He knew he’d written it well so when he heardthe knock on the door, he wasn’t really surprised.”John, can I talk to you?” his mother asked.”Sure, Mom. Come on in,” John replied.It was hard not to suck in his breath when his momwalked in. Her outfit was skin tight, he could see hernipples sticking out as her big boobs jiggled together with every step she took. Hell, hecould see almost everything she had. He forced himself toact nonchalant.”J-John, I’ve decided to start exercising again and Iwant you to help me. I want you to keep track of my progresson this poster. If we do it together, maybe I won’t quit.””But, Mom, I’m watching TV. This is a good movie,” Johnput the pressure on.”Please, baby. Help me out,” Janice tried to stay calm.”I won’t stick to it if you don’t help me. This mean a lot to me.”John pretended to be engrossed in the TV. “Well, can youdo it in here while I watch TV?”Janice was so grateful he was willing to do it, shenodded her head eagerly. “Yes, that’s a great idea! I’ll beright back.” She scampered down the hall to get the scales, her tits bouncing and asswiggling.As soon as she left the room, John scooted over to hisopen closet door. Reaching up to the shelf, he turned on thevideo camera he’d hidden there. This ought to be fun to watchlater, he thought as he grinned. He hurried back to the bed.He’d been pretty sure she would come to him. Shewouldn’t want to tell her friends that she needed someone towitness her exercise program. Damn, this was going to begreat. She was practically naked- he could see everything-and she was going to be in his room like that for an hourevery night. Mom, you are such a SLUT. You deserve everythingI’m going to do to you…Janice came back in and put the scales down. When shebent over, her leotard popped into her ass crack and she didn’tnotice it in her excitement. She stepped on and waited forthe needle to stop moving.”Ok, honey. Write down 151.”John recorded her weight in the proper box, then lookedup at her. “What exercise are you going to do next, Mom?””I’m not sure. What do they have you do in gym?” It hadbeen so long since Janice exercised, she had no idea what todo. John was ready for that.”Well, they usually have us start with 25 jumpingjacks.” He pretended to be absorbed in his movie but at theedge of his vision he could see her tits bouncing up and downwildly as she jumped. I can’t wait to play that back in slo-mo, he thought. When she finished he wrote down the numberand started her touching her toes, wondering whether her bigtits would fall out of her top when she bent over. Each bend pulled the crotch of theleotard higher and higher up into her ass as well, and eventually began to pull between thelips of her pussy. She unknowingly put on a great show from her son as she puffed andpanted. Her leotard creeping up her pussy and tits almost spilling out.John led her on for an hour, from toe touches to situpsto leg stretches to leg lifts to crunches to working with theweight set in his corner. By the time he was done she wassoaked in sweat, her leotard all but invisible. Her nippleswere clearly visible and if he hadn’t already known her pussywas shaved, it would have been obvious from the view he hadof her plump lips while she did her cool-down exercises. Theseat of her leotard was completely twisted and pulled betweenher cheeks and she’d given up on pulling it out after aboutthe fifth time.Janice smiled sexily as John took her picture, holdingthe poster. John didn’t really care about the picture, he’dbeen there to see it live and he had a video, but it wasimportant that she dress slutty for her training. Tomorrowhe’d tell her how much he liked her outfit and how he’d liketo see her in it every day. She wouldn’t be buying anythingthat fit better. He would also have her do 5 more of everyexercise. You will be the best exercised SLUT in the state,he thought as he eyed his mom, with her leotard halfwayup her snatch and her tits practically falling out the front.Janice scampered down the hall with her prized picture.I can’t wait to show him how good I can be, she thought.He’ll be so proud of me. As soon as she got to her room, shestripped off her soaked leotard. Sitting at thecomputer naked she ground her ass into the chair began to type. Tomorrow I better getsomething new, alongwith a sports bra. Her boobs ached a little from slappingabout. Thank God John hadn’t seemed to notice- he’s still tooyoung to pay attention to girls.She quickly typed her letter and sent it off, along withher picture. Now, I need to think of another picture fortonight and a punishment to make up for lying…************John replayed the tape of his mom while she showered up . He watched as her tits bobbedand heaved with every jumping jack set . Dressed in her tight sweat covered leotard,bouncing and jumping around on the screen, John grew hard and avidly pumped his dick in timeto her gyrations. She was so pliable, so accepting, so perfect. She could easily be madeinto the worlds hottest SLUT! John smiled wickedly as he focused in on the red puffing faceof his mother as she exercised on the screen before him… “And she’s gonna be all mine!”Janice struggled over what kind of punishment would be fitting for lying to her loverabout her body. It had been embarrassment over it that had prompted her to lie in the firstplace. She chewed on the bottom of her lip as she thought. Since it was that embarrassmentthat lead to her lie, it made sense that she should somehow make it part of her punishment.Well, I’ll have to think about it later, she thought as she set up her camera on thetripod to take tonight photo for her lover. ….**************Making Mother My SLUT 6(Handfuls of humiliation)Janice awoke as if from a haze and looked around, trying to get her bearings. “God, “she groaned sleepily as she gazed over at the clock. It had been a long night for her, spentdiscovering the new found joys of her dildos..”Oh no, OH NO! 8:02! avcılar escort I should be at work by now. I never over sleep, what’s wrong withme?!Throwing off the covers, she sends an assortment of porno magazines and dildos flying tothe floor in her rush to get ready.”I’ll have to skip breakfast, no time. Just a quick shower to freshen up before I go,”she muttered as she got up and started for the bathroom.As she stood she heard something hit the floor with an odd “sluurpopp” noise as itslithered out from her pussy. Looking down she sees one of her dildos laying on the floor byher feet. It was covered in a lite sheen of her pussy juices and reflected the light fromher bedside lamp obscenely. She remembered the delightfully full feeling it had given herwhile she slept, then with a shake of her head put the plastic phallus out of her mind.”I don’t have time for this, I’ve got to get ready.”***John crept out from his room and listened at the bathroom door, making sure his mom wasin the shower before sneaking into her room. He was surprised to still find her home when hegot up. Usually she was long gone by the time he got up for school.”Must have been a rough night, he chuckled as he walked into her bedroom and saw theassortment of dildos and vibrators s**ttered about. The smell of her overheated pussy stillhung in the air from the previous nights escapades. John took a deep breath and reveled inhis mothers musky scent.”Mmmm, I can’t wait to see what my little mother slut sent me this time,” He smiled ashe thought of the way his mother was becoming more and more accepting of her situation. Shewas like an addict, willing to go through anything for her next fix from her e-mail man.John noticed the bright pink dildo on the floor and bent to pick it up. It was stillslightly warm and covered in his mothers juices. His heart raced, and he felt dizzy as hebrought the glistening shaft slowly up to his mouth, then quickly darted his tongue outacross it’s side.”Oooo, mommies got a tasty twat alright” He began to lick the rest of her cream off theshaft and wondered what she would say if she could see her little boy now, cleaning herjuices off the dildo that was only minutes before buried up her snatch. If she found outthat her precious baby knew what her pussy tasted like now, he wondered what her reactionmight be.”Soon”, he said. “Soon I’ll be licking this right out from her first hand, and she’llbeg me to do it.” He drop the dildo and went to check and see what his mother had sent him,the taste of her pussy still fresh on his tongue.******Janice rushed to get her things together and was almost out the door when she noticedthat she’d left her computer on last night.”Dam,” she fought with her self over checking to see if he’d sent her anything yet. “Heprobable hasn’t even checked his mail this early in the morning. Besides, I really should begoing. I’m over an hour late as it is….” Janice still stood there staring into her den atthe computer. Finally she gave in.”Oh what the hell…it won’t take long.. Just a quick peek to see if he sent meanything.”She was surprised and very happy when she heard the *ding* of new mail ring out.Janice…I like your new workout uniform and don’t want you to change athing. I will expect to see all future progress photos with you in it. Is that clear?Second, I was VERY displease about not receiving any other photos of you to go with it,and what about your punishment. I’m still waiting for that. (Janice suddenly felt ill. She’dtaken several photos with her new dildos last night, but had fallen asleep before sendingany of them off). Since you seem to not only be a liar, but a forgetful bitch as well, Iseriously doubt weather you’re worth any more of my time. If you can’t remember to take thepicture your self, then find someone to take them for you! I will also be checking to makesure you’re dressing like you say you are. I’ve talked to several friends of mine in yourarea that will be able to check up on you. You won’t know who they are, but they’ll reportback to me if your being honest or not. Don’t disappoint me Janice. You can’t afford it! Ihave such plans for the two of us. One more thing, I’m tired of hearing you refer to your”breasts” and “vagina” in your messages. They’re called tits Janice…. TITS!, JUGGS! MEATMELLONS! And it’s not a “vagina” It’s called a pussy, a cunt, snatch. For Gods sakewoman, stop acting like a c***d.She sat unmoving as tears rolled down her cheeks. She kept disappointing him at every turn,but he forgave her again. He was so good to put up with all her faults for so long. She newhis patience was wearing thin and she couldn’t blame him. Wiping the tears from her face sheglanced at her watch an noticed she’d just made her self another 20 minute late by checkingher messages.”It’s was worth it”, she thought as she got up to leave. “At least now I can have timeto think up a way of making this all up to him. He said he had plans for us…. He must meanmarriage. Yes that’s it, he want to marry me…ME! and .. and I keep disappointing him….”she stopped before she began crying again.******John watched his mother through a crack in the door. He’d hoped she’d stop and checkher messages before she left. Turning her computer on so she would notice it on her way out.He’d been disappointed to only find the workout photo she’d sent to him this morning.”Shit,” he thought. “I’ve got a whole tape of the whore jumping around and shaking herass, I was looking forward to seeing dear old mom with a dildo up her cunt!.”Of course Janice had no way of knowing that her son was the one manipulating her. Playingon her fears and doubts. She sent every picture of her self thinking it went to somehandsome stranger, who longed for her as much as she did for him. She was wrong. As her sonspied on her from the door he didn’t notice the tears on her face… only the way her titsbounced ever so slightly with every sob. She was just a big titted slut to him. The factthat is was his own mom made it all the better.*****It was 10:20 by the time Janice dragged herself into work. She was hoping to slip inunnoticed, but knew that was impossible when she saw Miss Dori standing at herdesk..waiting.”I’m sorry..I.. I overslept. I’ve never been late before in all the time I’ve beenwo..” She stopped and just stood there under the piercing gaze of her supervisor. Janicefelt like a bug, pinned to the spot by the younger woman’s stare. She didn’t say a word.Just looked at her for what seemed an eternity, then stalked off. Janice new better than tocome in late again.******As she worked Janice tried to come up with a fitting punishment, as well as think upsome more “adult” ways of referring to her self. It was harder than she originally thought.Thinking in erotic, sexy ways was new to the 37 year old mother, but she had to start if shewanted her relationship with her lover to continue.”Tits,” she’d say to herself. “Juggs.” She rolled these words around in her mind. “That’show he want me to start think of my brea… I mean my *mellons*.” After 2 hours she foundherself no closer to coming up with new ways of describing her self than before. In theback of her mind she thought she heard a faint *squeaking* noise.”Maybe that Sex Shop would have something…?” She hated the idea of going back there.”I don’t think I could ever face that man again.” *squeak Squeak SQUEAK* The sound seemed tobe getting louder. “Maybe he won’t recognize me. He must get lots of women go through thereevery day.” *SQUEAK SQUEAK* “I can make a quick stop on my lunch break. I…” SQUEAK SQUEAKSQUEAK! ” Where in the WORLD was that sound coming from!” It was only then that Janicenotice how quite the rest of the office had gotten. She look over and for the first timenoticed that all her co-workers where staring at her. “Wha…” She looked confused thenrealized in horror that the sound was coming from her!” Her chair had been swivelingslightly from side to side from the motion of her ass wiggling about as she thought of allthe things her mystery man was making her do. Everyone just looked at her, not saying aword. Slowly the hum of the office started up again and everyone went back to working.*****Janice sat in the stall of the restroom with her face in her hands. “Oh what they allmust think of me,” she wailed. She’d practically run to the restroom after the humiliatingexperience. While she sat there, she heard a few of the other women in her office enter therestroom.”My God, did you SEE her!””Yea, talk about pathetic. “Janice listened to the two women as they gossiped about someone.”If it wasn’t so funny, it would almost be sad.””Poor girl. Must be years since she last got any good meat in her!”The two broke into laughter. “Who were they talking about?” Janice leaned forward tryingto hear better.”Well, is it any wonder she doesn’t have a guy of her own. I mean, have youseen the way she dresses. I’ve known nuns with more style than that old cow.”” Yea, it’s to bad too, she kinda has nice tits.””Jenny!””Well she does, even under those frumpy clothes you can see she has a real bigset on her.””Yea, well at her age they probably hang half way to her knees>’Peels of laughter rang out again as the two girls viciously talk about the unknownwoman. She tried to imagine who they could possible be talking about. It was only as theybegan to leave that she heard one of them say..”Poor Janice….”She’s become the office joke…..*******Janice fumed as she drove down to the small sex shop during lunch. “Those BITCHES! Whothe hell do they think they are to talk about ME like that! I’ll show them. I DO have a manof my own…. and he cares and loves me for the sexy woman I am… well… almost..” Janiceset it into her mind more than ever that she HAD to do every thing possible to make her manhappy. More so now than ever. She’d show them that she could be just as desirable as theywere. All she had to do was follow her lovers directions and she’d show everyone!The shop was just as she remember it. Small, dark, and smelling of sex and cigarets.”Hello again.””Oh God this is all I need” Janice was hoping the clerk had forgotten her, but evidentlyhe had not.”Umm..Hello”she whispered out.”Don’t tell me. Let me guess. You’ve come back for a bigger size, or perhapssomething a bit thicker.”he smiled as he announced this loudly across the store.”No, no. It’s plenty big enough thank..I mean…No, NO it’s fine! Janice wasbecoming flustered again. It seemed the moment she walked into the place her mind had beenleft outside. “God what a question to ask me,” she thought as her face burned brightly withembarrassment.”Well then what can I do for you today” The moment he saw her walk in his dickbegan to harden. He’d been thinking of her ever since she’d come in a couple of days ago. Heloved the way her face turned bright red when ever he asked her anything. It made his dickstone hard knowing she was so uncomfortable around him.” I’m looking for a video, but I’m not sure which one I want. Is it ok if Ijust look around a while?””Oh sure thing, sure thing. Take your time, look around.”Janice tried to look inconspicious as she walked around the store, gazing at all thevideos. She never realized what a wide selection of videos there were. This was going totake more time than she’d originally thought. “I can’t afford to be late back to work. Notafter this morning. I”m going to have to ask…” Janice braced herself and walked up to thecounter. She knew the moment the man started talking to her she would fall into the samejumbled mess she had before.”Excuse me… I was wondering if you could suggest a video?””Well we got lots of videos lady. We carry a little of everything here. What kindyou looking for?” He smiled as he leered openly at her.”Well I’m not sure. I’m kinda..well that is… I was… I need to..”He watched as she faltered. He’d long since taken his dick out and was slowlystroking it behind the counter ,out of site, as he watched her try and explain her need tohim.”I’m not really sure, I need something with a lot..a lot of talking in it.” Shedidn’t know any better way of putting it than that.He smiled like a cat asked to watch the canary. “Talking?” he asked innocently.”Well let me see what I can find for you. In the mean time why don’t you have a quick peekat our video booths in back?””Video booths? Umm. Why yes thank you. Thank you very much.” Janice fished out afew dollars and handed them to the man, who exchanged them for small golden tokens.”Here you go” he said as he reached over and clasped her hand, letting the nowslimy tokens fall into her palm. “Sorry about that, I guess I’ve got sweaty palms.””That’s ..that’s ok,” she smiled weakly and wiped her hand off on her skirt,then headed into the darkness of the back room.He watched her as she went into the back, the streak of his precum drying onher skirt where she’d wiped her hand. As soon as she was out of sight he opened a smallcabinet behind the counter and took out one of the specialty tapes hidden there.Janice stumbled around till she saw the faint glow of the tv monitors up ahead.The place reeked of..of..well she wasn’t sure what the smell was. She found an empty boothand dropped a token in. Instantly the small room was lite up by the image of a young womanhappily bouncing up and down on a mans huge cock. The girl seemed so happy. So content,Janice remember how wonderful her dildo had felt up inside her last night. How full andcomplete it had made her. She could feel her pussy begin to drool as the lewd images flashedbefore her in the darkness. She looked around then quickly slipped her hand up under herskirt and let one of her fingers slide into her buttery smooth pussy. It was so hot, felt sogood. As she fingered herself she began to enjoy the deep musky smell of the back room. Itwas so manly she thought so..so.. Sexy. Her fingers flew wildly in and out of her. She newthat anyone could walk in at any moment but she didn’t care. Her head swam with the manlysmell of the small warm video booth and she LOVED it. She didn’t know what had suddenly comeover her. She just felt so horny, her pussy burned for something more than just her fingersto fill it. As she leaned against the side of the booth, skirt hiked up around her waist,fingers pistoning in and out of her she noticed for the first time she wasn’t alone.Across from her in the opposite booth was a man staring at her as she fingered herself.She should have felt shame at him seeing her in such a private way, but she didn’t care. Herpussy was in control at the moment. She turned her head to look directly at the man, herhips now thrusting themselves onto her hand as she neared orgasm.`He’s masturbating,” Janice thought, and then changed her mind. “No, no he’s jackingOFF!” Thinking this way made her cunt twitch with excitement and she slipped two morefingers into her drooling snatch.. “He’s jacking off while looking at me.. At ME.” Thatthought pleased her. It made her believe she was sexy. That she was desirable and not thepathetic older woman the girls at the office thought her to be. She felt like a real womanfor the first time in a long time as she lewdly pumped half her hand into her twat with loudsucking sounds. ” I still have a chance to prove my self worthy to my man. I still have achance…..Unghhhhhhh!!”Janice came at the thought of pleasing her mystery man. Her body shook violently as herpussy clamped down on her fingers again and again. She noticed that the man across from herhad walked over and was now pumping on his swollen prick mere inches from her leg. She justcontinued to ride her fingers as wave after wave of lust pasted over her. Just as she wascoming down from the sexual daze she felt something hot hit the side of her calf, thenanother, so looked down to see the stranger shooting thick gooey white ropes of cum acrossher exposed leg. She could feel it’s hot sticky wetness as is drooled down her leg towardher shoes and all she could do was smile and think to her self….”I’m sexy…….I’m sexy”************************Afterward the man zipped up his pants and hurriedly left. She stood there with his cumrunning down her leg and pussy juice covering her hands and most of her inner thighs.Reality slowly started to sink back into her mind as her pussy now sated released control.”What have I done! I must be going MAD!” She looked around and tried to find something towipe the vile cum quickly drying against her leg off with. She couldn’t find anything..There was nothing to use to wipe it up with. Jut then her watched sounded off, beeping thehour to her. “I’ve got to go. I’ve got to go now.” She pushed her skirt down and tried tostraighten herself up as she walked out of the back room and into the front of the storeonce again, not know that she’d left her soaked panties behind.The clerk looked at her and smiled. “Did you enjoy your movie?” He looked over thecounter and noticed the drying cum stain on her leg. “Well I see someone did…”She didn’t look up at him. She could meet his gaze, not now, not after what she’d..`How much do I owe you for the movie?” She just wanted to get out of there. Well it’sa rental, you’ll have to return it in two days. There a $60 deposit and a $5 rental fee.”Fine.. Fine..Here you go. $65″ She grabbed the tape and headed for the door. It onlydawned on her then that she would have to come back to return the tape.******The rest of the work day was hell. She had made it back with only seconds to spare. Shequickly tucked the leg with the mans cum on it under her desk and out of sight. She spentthe rest of the day trying to get her work done and ignore the whispers around the officeabout her.By the time she got home Janice was exhausted, both physically and emotionally. All shewanted to do was take a long hot shower and forget the day ever happed.”Hi mom, ready for your workout?”Her son bounded down the stars and the tired woman just looked at him in confusion.”Workout?” she croakedHe held up the tiny leotard and just smiled….******Making Mother My SLUT 7(Wanton Workout)Janice looked up at her son with tired and weary eyes. “What areyou talking about John?””Exercising of course. You’re the one who practically begged meto help you with this.””John I’m too tired right now…and what are you doing with myleotard. I told you about going into my room young man.” Janice worriedthat her son might have seen her new collection of toys she’d left layingabout, not knowing that she her self had told him in great detail about hernew collection of dildos. Of course see didn’t know she was telling herson at the time she sent the mail off.”Hey, I didn’t go into your room.” John said defensively. ” Youleft this laying in the bathroom. I just thought I’d bring it down and saveyou a bit of time.” John held out the small striped leotard toward hismother.”I’m sorry John. I didn’t mean to snap at you…I’m just reallytired” Janice reached out and took the small piece of stretch material.”Just give me a few minutes and then we can get started…ok?” Sheneeded her son to help her. Her email man had told her to have someoneelse make a photo record of her exercise program, and she had no oneelse to turn to.”Yeah…what ever,” John said and turned to go back up stairs. Heknew she needed him. Hell, he’d made sure she would have to come tohim for help. “Just a few minutes John.. really,” Janice began to get nervous. Shecouldn’t afford to make her son angry with her. She didn’t really have anyclose female friends she could ask to help her, and he was the only male inher life. Well, him and her new e-mail mystery man. She made a mentalnote to make it up to John somehow. After all, he was only trying to helpher. ******The computer in the den came on with a beep and the whirl of thehard drive. As usual, before she’d even taken off her shoes or gotten outof her work clothes, Janice went to check her messages. She sat andwaited patiently..then she waited some more…then a little longer. No newmessage greeted her. “There must be some kind of mistake.” she laughed nervously toherself. “Yes, that’s it. I must have dialed into my account wrong.” Janiceworriedly tried to bring her e-mail messages up on her computer….Nothing. “I…I..don’t understand… it was working this morning. It has towork…IT HAS TO!” Janice turned the computer off and then triedrebooting her system. Nothing. She tried retyping in her password anduser name…nothing.”JOHN! John honey come down her quick..please! Something’swrong with my computer! I can’t…I can’t seem to get…” Janice beganfrantically hitting keys. She looked like an alcoholic trying to coax the lastfew drops from a bottle as she tried to get her computer to give her justone more message. “JOHN! PLEASE HURRY!” her voice cracked with anxiety. Ifshe couldn’t check her messages, how would she know what *HE*wanted. How would she send him proof that she was worthy of him. Howwould she…John stood just around the corner from the den, listening to hismother as she tried to get her computer to work. He knew it wouldn’t doher any good, he’d seen to that earlier. Oh sure his mother could sendmessages, type up letters, and even scan her pictures in, but beyond thatshe was lost when it came to understanding the programs that made it allrun. He tried to hide the wicked smile on his face as he turned the cornerand walked into the den.A look of panic and fear crossed Janice’s face as her fingers flewover the keyboard trying all the tricks she’d learned from her son to getthe computer to load up properly. She turned away in frustration andbegan to call out again. “JOH… Oh there you are. My computer seems to be locked up. Ican’t check my messages.” She said this last statement with a desperateedge in her voice.”Well it’s probable just a glitch. Did you try rebooting?'”Yes I tried that.””How about checking the system files for..””Yes yes I check that too””Did you..””I check EVERYTHING! I checked it ALL and it stillwon’t WORK!” Janice was practically hysterical.She tried the computer again. John looked at his mothers ass asshe turned around and bent over, hitting a few keys on her computer. Heknew when he’d fixed it so she couldn’t use it that she would be a bit onedge, but he wasn’t expecting her to fall apart so fast. His dick swelledand his young balls ached as he watched her ass sway beneath her skirtwhile she worked on getting her computer back up and running. He’dnoticed that his mother seemed to be swishing her ass around a lot morelately, or maybe it was just that he was now noticing it. Everything wasworking out as he’d planed. He pulled his eyes away and tried to makehis next few words sound angry.”I’m not the one who messed up your stupid computer!” he neverspoke back to his mother, but thing were changing. She needed him andhe used that fact as leverage. “So if your gonna yell at me, you can fix thedam thing your self!” He turned and started to stalk off.Janice wasn’t thinking straight. She ever so slightly wiggled herhips back and forth as she tried to get her computer running. She hadn’tbeen thinking straight for some time now. Her thoughts lately had beenmuddled and always seemed to focus on her new lover. “I’ve got to beable to get my messages…I’ve just GOT TO!” She u*********sly movedher ass around more, trying to relieve the growing itch deep in her pussythat seemd to always be there these days. At her son’s words Janice stood and looked up quickly. As she triedto figure out what to say to her son she found her self thinking in astrange new way. She should be furious with him for talking back to herthat way. Instead all should could think about was that if he didn’t helpher, she would loses all contact with her new love.”NO!.. I mean no, no Wait please. I’m sorry John… you know,it’s just been a bad day. I woke up late, had a terrible time at lunch… thenthis…” she waved her hand toward the computer, “happens and I just gota little overwhelmed.” Please.” Please fix the computer for me..” Shealmost cooed out the last few words. John raised an eyebrow and looked at his mom. He liked to hearher beg in that winey voice. He’d never heard her speak to him withanything less than absolute motherly authority, and now her voice wasdripping with sweetness trying to coax him into helping her. He lovedplaying with his mother this way.”I thought you were going to change so we could get yourworkout done?””Well..yes but I was just going to check on my mail first…”Janice stood there looking sad and almost pathetic in her sonseyes. Some times he felt guilty over what he was doing to her. When everhe felt that way he’d look at the pictures she’d sent him. Pictures of herspread wide and looking like a complete whore, or the video of herexercising with her big tits flopping around and ass shaking about. Allguilt would be gone as he jacked off to these things. She was his toy now.His new plaything, and he loved the feel of power he had over her. “Look, I’ll check your computer for you. In the mean time go getinto your workout clothes. This way we won’t lose any time.”Janice seemed torn between getting the workout started andstaying to see if her son could get her computer working again. Slowlyshe left to go get changed.”Finally'” John sighed as he checked to make sure the lockout heinstalled on his moms computer was still working. “It’s good mom’sthinking through her pussy these days, or she would have easily found thesecurity lockout.” He chuckled to him self as he rearranged a few morefiles on her computer. He’d been trying to keep her off balancedeliberately. Making sure she was up late taking pictures of her self.Keeping her worn down with the exercise program, and now making sureher alarm wouldn’t go off to wake her in time for work. She was slowlybreaking down and he loved every moment. What son wouldn’t want toget the upper hand on his mother.*****The leotard was just as tight today as it was yesterday, if nottighter. The almost sheer fabric hid practically nothing as her large titsseemed to want to spill out of the deeply cut front with each jugg jigglingstep she took. The bottom wasn’t any better. The bottom kept workingit’s way up her ass, and the crotch looked like her pussy was trying toswallow it as it kept slipping between her swollen cunt lips. She looked atthe ridiculous image of her self in the mirror. Where once stood adignified respected older woman, now stood the image of a cheap lookingslut. The tight lycra leotard was almost worse than being naked. The wayher tits strained against the top and made her nipples visible was badenough, but the bottom was just obscene. “Doesn’t matter, she muttered.The only one who sees me dressed like this is John, and he could careless.” At that thought she was surprised to find her self feeling a little sad.She didn’t want her only son to look at her in a sexual way, but he was aman (well a boy really) and she couldn’t help but feel a little unattractiveat the thought of him not seeming to care that she was about to bouncearound in front of him half nude.”I’m ready,” she said as she walked back down stairs. Shestopping every few feet to pull the bottom of her suit out from her ass.”Did you get the computer working?” she asked hopefully.John looked at his mom standing there in her tiny uniform. He’d bepumping a thick load out tonight thinking about the way she looked now.Her hair and make up still styled so business like and professional, whileher body was dressed in something more fitting a street hooker.”To bad she’s not ready yet,” he thought “I hate to waste all thishot jizz… I’m gonna he’d have to find some way of *sharing* all thiscreamy goodness with dear old mom till she’s ready to take it straightfrom the source”Janice noticed the strange smile on her son’s face and thought hemust have figured out what was wrong with her computer. “Can I checkmy messages now?””Sorry mom. Looks like your computer need some major work.It’ll take me a day or two ta get it running again.””A DAY OR TWO!” Janice caught her self yelling and then triedto calm down. “But..but I need to send some…Ummm..some…*things*out tonight!” Janice’s mind raced. What was she going to do! She neededa computer… then she remember that her sone had a computer up in hisroom.”John,” she said sweetly. ” Do you think I could use yourcomputer till you get this one working?””No”Janice wasn’t expecting that answer and just looked skocked.”I’m sorry mom but I need my computer for my homework. Youknow that.””But you don’t understand…I… I… HAVE to send..” Janicewalked over to her son and tried to get him to agree with her request. Sheknew she could just tell him to bring it down. Order him as his mother,but then he wouldn’t help her with the exercises any more. Either way shewas going to lose her new man. If she didn’t get online and send off herphotos she would lose him. If she ordered John to let her use hiscomputer, she wouldn’t have anyone to help her exercise and would stilllose her lover. She was on the verge of crying when she heard her sonsay..”Well…I guess you can use it as long as it stays in my room.” Janice’s heart soared. “Oh thank you, it will only be till you can getthis one fixed” she hugged her son, pressing her large tits against. Reliefflooded over her as she once again knew she could mail her new love.The feel of his mother tits against him felt good as he hugged herback. He could smell the slight hint of her perfume, along with what he’dcome to recognize as the smell of his mother over heated pussy. Helightly pressed his hard dick against his mom as they hugged. He couldfeel her stiffen slightly as he did, but she didn’t let go of him right away.Janice was happy. The world was right again. She would still be able totalk with her love and send him the pictures he wanted. As she huggedher son she thought she felt him push what felt like a VERY stiff dickagainst her. She froze for a moment. She must have been mistaken. Whywould her son have a hard-on over his middle-aged mother. It must justbe her mind playing tricks on her again. *******The music from the stereo pumped out a beat that Janice tried to keeptime to, as her son instructed her on her daily exercise regiment. Hestarted with jumping jacks again. This time she needed to do 25 of them.As she jumped up her tits, unrestrained by a bra began to bounce andjump against her chest painfully. She had always had a rather largebustline. It had helped her attracted he first husband Frank, but as theyears wore on they had begun to sag ever so slightly and now needed tohave a bra to support their massive weight. By the time she finished her last jump her chest was stinging and hernipples felt a little raw from all the rubbing up and down against the insideof her leotard. She felt a small spark of excitment begin inside her as hernipples throbbed.”What’s…