She Gave Him Everything... (closed)

"And so? So what if you're the woman of the house, Mom?"

LeighAnn was trembling as John loomed over her.

"Huh? Come on, Mom, spell it out for me! What does it mean if you're the woman of the house, and I'm the man of the house, Mom? TELL ME NOW!!!"

"That.. that iits your right.. to make love to.. to the woman of the .. house." LeighAnn stammered while her face turned a deep crimson.

Her chest was heaving as her lips barely broke to release the panted air . It felt like time had stopped and she gazed into John's eyes. "Will it hurt?"
 
"Make love? Who said anything about making love, Mom? What kind of sick puppy would make love to his own mother?" I hiss, open malevolence in my voice. "I didn't say anything about making love, Mom. Now, why did you, huh?"

I wait for her to stammer something out, and then interrupt her.

"I did NOT say anything about making love, do you hear me, Mom?" I say, now yelling at her in the face, much like a drill sergeant at a boot camp recruit. My voice lowers down to a more menacing growl with the next few words. "I'm talking about fucking, Mom. Do you hear me? I'm talking about FUCKING -- do you understand me, Mom? Do you?"

I wait for her to attempt a reply before interrupting her again.

"Well, if you understand what I'm saying, then tell me, Mom. What are we talking about here."

A third time she tries to answer, and once again, I interrupt her.

"No, Mom. You need to speak using complete sentences. I want to know who is doing what to whom, how and when. I'm getting tired of yelling and screaming and getting frustrated, Mom. So, please. Do us both a favor and speak like a human being, alright? Now, once again, tell me what we are talking about here, and give me the complete who, how, what, when and where -- do you understand?"
 
"Make love? Who said anything about making love, Mom? What kind of sick puppy would make love to his own mother?"

LeighAnn instantly regretted opening her mouth and was near to tears.

"I didn't say anything about making love, Mom. Now, why did you, huh?"

"To do it..... it's like..."

"I did NOT say anything about making love, do you hear me, Mom?"

LeighAnn nodded and cringed as his voice gets louder each time he speaks.

"I'm talking about fucking, Mom. Do you hear me? I'm talking about FUCKING -- do you understand me, Mom? Do you?"

"yyye..." LeighAnn moved her back into the corner and started to shake violently as her knees felt like they wouldn't hold her up for very much longer.

"Well, if you understand what I'm saying, then tell me, Mom. What are we talking about here."

"Seeeex." LeighAnn was perspiring even harder as the drops poured from her forehead.

"No, Mom. You need to speak using complete sentences. I want to know who is doing what to whom, how and when. I'm getting tired of yelling and screaming and getting frustrated, Mom. So, please. Do us both a favor and speak like a human being, alright? Now, once again, tell me what we are talking about here, and give me the complete who, how, what, when and where -- do you understand?"

LeighAnn nodded then took a deep breathe only to start hiccuping. She was in tears now as she gulped air to stop. When John started to tap his foot she blurted out in a small voice.

"You John are the man of thehouse and causeIamthewoman.. its yourright to takeme and dothatfucking cause it is yor right.. whenever you wanted." LeighAnn stared at the floor clenching her fists as she hated what just came out of her mouth.
 
"Alright then," I say, breathing out slowly and backing off. My words are casual, even gentle, compared to my earlier tone of voice. "See Mom, wasn't that easier if you just said it? Why did you have to get me all riled up for?"

I walk back to my chair, and sit down, facing her.

"Now, Mom, here's what I want you to do, since I'm the man of the house, and you're the woman," I say matter-of-factly. "First, I want you to get on your hands and knees, and properly crawl your ass over here and take my shoes and socks off for me. And then, I want you to help me take off my clothes so I can be comfortable while we eat. Oh, and I want you completely naked immediately as well."

Knowing her, she just might hemm and haw and act all confused, so I decide to cut that shit off right there.

"And Mom, don't get me angry or riled up any more by pretending you didn't hear what I just said, or that you didn't quite understand my meaning -- alright? You heard me, and you know what I said. Now, c'mon and get going, Mom. STRIP!"
 
"Alright then,"

LeighAnn shivered as she was unsure what was coming next. She quickly worried that more harm was coming as she wiped a few stray tears.

"See Mom, wasn't that easier if you just said it? Why did you have to get me all riled up for?"

"I'm sorry, John."

"Now, Mom, here's what I want you to do, since I'm the man of the house, and you're the woman," I say matter-of-fact. "First, I want you to get on your hands and knees, and properly crawl your ass over here and take my shoes and socks off for me. And then, I want you to help me take off my clothes so I can be comfortable while we eat. Oh, and I want you completely naked immediately as well."

LeighAnn stood there stunned, she had never heard him talk so abruptly or use so many vulgar words before.. had public school changed so much?

"And Mom, don't get me angry or riled up any more by pretending you didn't hear what I just said, or that you didn't quite understand my meaning -- alright? You heard me, and you know what I said. Now, c'mon and get going, Mom. STRIP!"

LeighAnn jumped, the voice was much like her Father's loud and booming. She reached to the back and undid the three buttons, thus allowing her cotton dress to glide down her body and pool at her feet. Surprisingly enough LeighAnn wore no bra but her breasts bounced as she gasped being nearly naked before her son..

She felt his eyes crawl over her body as she moved trembling fingers to the waistband of her undergarments. Slowly she bent to ease them over her full hips and down the slender legs until they were resting on top of her dress.

LeighAnn took a big breathe as she looked towards John, his eyes burning with the sight of her body. LeighAnn was instructed to keep her pussy shaven as to lessen the chance of an infection or other nasty indescribable pains.. this was something that John might not have known about her but welcomed the knowledge.

Slowly she slid down her body and knelt on the floor, new tears were falling as her humiliation began. Her full breasts swayed as she made each creep towards John adding to her awareness of submission. When she reached his feet she sat back on her haunches and untied his shoes, easing them off left then right.. then bringing her fingers together and rolling the sock down his ankle and off, setting them in his shoes neatly. LeighAnn was shaking as she did her normal task, this time she was naked and he could see her every move and that made her feel even more scared of making a mistake
 
"Very good, Mom," I say, patting her head in approval, just like one would do with a pet dog. I feel my engorged penis throb in time with my heart beat as a heady rush pervades my entire being. I like being the man of the house. My falsely encouraging voice only adds to the sadism of the moment. "You're doing very well, Mommy..."

I stand up from the chair and hold my arms out to my sides.

"Alright, Mommy, now it's time for you to take off all my clothes," I announce, again with a cool, matter-of-fact tone. "And, Mom, please hurry. The food's getting cold, and I don't want to have to punish you tonight for being such a lazy ass and moving so slowly.
 
"Very good, Mom," I say, patting her head in approval.

LeighAnn shivered being patted, she couldn't look up as the rush of fire burned inside that she was reduced to such madness.

"You're doing very well, Mommy..."

"Thank You." She whispered as her heart started pounding louder in her ears

"Alright, Mommy, now it's time for you to take off all my clothes," I announce, again with a cool, matter-of-fact tone. "And, Mom, please hurry. The food's getting cold, and I don't want to have to punish you tonight for being such a lazy ass and moving so slowly."

LeighAnn undid the buttons of his shirt then took it off his body then finished to undo his slacks, sliding them down to his ankles and slipping them over his bare feet. Then she rose and pulled off his boxers of red silk avoiding to look at his throbbing member.

She picked up his clothing and started to fold them and set them on the counter, least they be soiled from the floor. She quickoly washed her hands and brought the meal to the table, steam still rising from the platters as they were placed at the table. LeighAnn opened the bottle of wine and poured the two glasses gracefully before taking her seat on his left.
 
I watch with silent approval as Mom, completely nude, prepares our dinner.

"Mom, I just want you to know that I think you are the most beautiful woman in the world, and I love you with all my heart and soul," I say, the tenderness and love in my voice sincere and truthful. "I'm proud of you, Mom, and how quickly you realized your proper place in this household."

I smile at her, and wait for her to sit down and eat.

"Mom, look at me," I say to her softly from across the table, staring deep into her eyes and speaking with the most heart-felt sincerity. "I want you to know something, Mom. Just because I own everything now doesn't mean that you have to ever fear being homeless or destitute... or alone. I love you, Mom, and I'll never ever leave you or abandon you. You are the world to me, and my love for you will live for as long as I do, and perhaps, if God is willing, unto eternity..."

That loving moment doesn't last very long, however, as my raw lust for power and incestuous sex jerks me back to this most surreal time of my life.

"Now, after we eat, I'll help you clean up so we can move you into my bedroom tonight," I say, resuming my matter-of-fact demeanor as I shovel food into my mouth. "From now on, you're sleeping in my bed -- okay, Mom?"
 
"Mom, I just want you to know that I think you are the most beautiful woman in the world, and I love you with all my heart and soul," He says. "I'm proud of you, Mom, and how quickly you realized your proper place in this household."

LeighAnn said nothing as he spoke, only taking her seat.

"Mom, look at me,"

LeighAnn looks up, her tears dribbling quickly along her jaw.

"I want you to know something, Mom. Just because I own everything now doesn't mean that you have to ever fear being homeless or destitute... or alone. I love you, Mom, and I'll never ever leave you or abandon you. You are the world to me, and my love for you will live for as long as I do, and perhaps, if God is willing, unto eternity..."

She nodded as her heart was pounding faster, she was certain something else was going to happen but wasn't sure what that would be.

"Now, after we eat, I'll help you clean up so we can move you into my bedroom tonight,"

"What?" LeighAnn was flabbergasted. What in the world did he think she had to move?

"From now on, you're sleeping in my bed -- okay, Mom?"

Leighann was about to protest but in turn she realized that she admitted that it was his choice.. he was the man of the house.. his word was law. "Yes, John."

Dinner was silent while she chewed on every bite of meat that she cooked. It seemed to taste bitter in her mouth as she swallowed hard. Now new fears filled her mind as the eventual part of sex would come about.. how would he react to her lack of knowledge?

LeighAnn was basically still virgin as Caesar never consumated the wedding and her impregnation was done thru her belly, giving birth to John was done by c-section so her hymen was still intact. LeighAnn shivered as began to worry about what would happen in John's bed.
 
True to my word, I help Mom clean up after dinner, then proceed to help her move her things into my bedroom -- OUR bedroom.

It takes us most of the night to get everything put away, but we plow through the work diligently until we are completely done.

By the time we finish, I notice that we both have a sheen of sweat all over our bodies, no doubt from our exertions.

I take Mom's hand and lead her to the bathroom, where I simply say, "Okay, Mom, now that we're done cleaning up and moving, I think we should both take a bath before we go to bed."

Taking a couple of large, fluffy towels from the linen closet, I lead Mom into the large, jacuzzi bathtub/shower, and then stand facing her, wordlessly looking expectantly at her.
 
It was shocking that John moved her dresser of things to his room.. now to become their room. What few things that remained in the closet got moved and her vanity table was brought along as well.

LeighAnn picked up a few pictures to move into the bedroom, one was from her eighteenth birthday, another was a family picture of people that John never met, the last was a picture of her at a dance with a dress of golden brown and her hair done up like a princess.

LeighAnn worked hard putting things in spare places as not to invade John's organization, several times she wiped the sweat fro her brow or push away the strangly strands of soaked hair. She said nothing as John drug her to the bathroom.

"Okay, Mom, now that we're done cleaning up and moving, I think we should both take a bath before we go to bed."

LeighAnn turned on the water, filling the tub with hot water as she reached back for soap and shampoo. LeighAnn couldn't remember even taking a bath with anyone since childhood which gave her the shivers now.

"I don't know what to do, John." LeighAnn confessed as she looked at his chest.. she never bathed John cause a governess did.. it nearly started a war when LeighAnn changed his diapers before a social dinner.. LeighAnn was just too inapt in social graces to be unsupervised.. that was until Caesar left after John started walking and was potty trained.
 
"It's okay, Mom," I said, soothingly. "I'll tell you what to do -- but I expect you to learn quickly, so I won't have to repeat myself in the future, okay?

Now, I want you to wash me, from head to toes, just as you would wash yourself in the shower or bath. And then, I want you to bathe yourself. Afterwards, you and I shall sit and soak in a hot bath to soothe our tired muscles.

And, maybe, you can even give me a massage as well. How's that for starters?"


I grin at her, pleased that she was at least honest with me about not knowing what to do. I hope she learns quickly, though, because I don't want to be in a perpetual state of training her.

Having told her what she needs to do, I resume looking at her expectantly.
 
"It's okay, Mom," I said, soothingly. "I'll tell you what to do -- but I expect you to learn quickly, so I won't have to repeat myself in the future, okay?"

"okay." LeighAnn replied

"Now, I want you to wash me, from head to toes, just as you would wash yourself in the shower or bath. And then, I want you to bathe yourself. Afterwards, you and I shall sit and soak in a hot bath to soothe our tired muscles."

"Yes John." She replied as she looked back at the soap

"And, maybe, you can even give me a massage as well. How's that for starters?"

LeighAnn picked up the soap then dampening a sponge and pushing the soap in the pouch at the center she began to scrub her son's body. She started with his neck and worked her way to his belly then went up to catch his arms and sides. She made full circles getting every inch of his body. A bathhouse woman couldn't have done a more professional job as LeighAnn continued to wash his body, gulping as she came to his crotch, then down along his long legs. She stepped behind him and washed his back and down to the feet. Once done she set the sponge down and picked up the shampoo, taking a cup and rinsing his hair she started to massage the scalp to shampoo it then rinse again, she did the same thing at his balls and groin with velvet like smoothness.

Stepping away she lifted the noozle to rinse off the shamppo and soap until his body glimmered from the beads of water that lingered. She then turned away and started to bathe herself.
 
I take the sponge from Mom's hands and wordlessly proceed to lather her up with soap. My hands glide all over her body, lingering all over her large breasts, her nicely-rounded bubble butt, and her smooth-shaven cunt.

WIth my hands slippery with soap lather, I begin to softly knead her breasts, pinching her nipples to get them nice and hard. Afterwards, my hands travel to her butt, which I then proceed to massage and knead, letting my finger lightly stroke her rosebud asshole every so often. Finally, I move to her cunt, where I begin playing with her outer lips at first, soaping her THERE softly and gently -- at least, at first.

Eventually, my fingers slip inside her outer lips, probing her inner lips and her clit. My fingers twirl around the head of her clit slowly, teasing it into arousal. In the meantime, I get behind Mom, and reach around her with my other hand to grab one of her huge breasts, feeling its size engulf my entire hand, spilling itself all around it. Mom's breasts were definitely much more than a handful!

I use the hand grabbing Mom's breast to pull her closer to me, with her back up against my chest and torso. I'm certain she can feel my hard, pulsing cock up against her butt, although I am careful to avoid entering her in either her cunt or her ass -- for now.

My other hand plays with Mom's cunt, dragging my fingers along her slit, and drawing slow, lazy circles around her clit, and then plunging a couple of knuckles deep into her while pressing up against the bottom of her clit. I keep this up, hoping to bring Mom as close to climax as possible, and then, once there, I hope to keep her there for as long as I can.

I plan to rinse her off immediately after she cums. After all, it simply won't do to dry Mom's skin out by keeping her soaped up too long...
 
LeighAnn gasped as his hands excited her body. She had never been touched so eroticly that it caught her completely off guard. Her heart began to beat faster once more as his fingers lingered from bosom to cunt.

She squirmed as his fingers played with her cunt lips, she found herself opening to his caress, even as his cock touched her body she shivered and trembled as her scent began to trickle from her tempted hole.

LeighAnn stumbled forward as the knuckles brought a strange pinch to her body, her cunt was oozing liquid on his hand and she began to pant for some strange reason.
 
I keep up my manual ministrations upon Mom's cunt, paying special attention to her clit and nipples at the same time. I feel her start to experience the first waves of orgasm approaching, so I keep up a steady pace, accelerating whenever I feel she needs me to go faster.

From behind, I kiss and suck on the back of her neck, just below her ears, and then on to her earlobes, and then back again to the back of her neck, repeating the process, thinking that it might enhance her excitement and upcoming orgasm.

Every so often, when I near her ear, I whisper, "How's that, Mom? Do you like it, Mom? Do you like what I'm doing to you? Do you like what your own son is doing to you? C'mon, Mom... Does it make you feel good? Do you like it?"
 
"How's that, Mom? Do you like it, Mom? Do you like what I'm doing to you? Do you like what your own son is doing to you? C'mon, Mom... Does it make you feel good? Do you like it?"

LeighAnn let out a cry as she felt feverish and burning. She tried to squirm away feeling unsafe and uncertain. Her bidy was answering him with reactions of positiveness but LeighAnn had no idea whether it was good or bad for she had no experiences to compare it with.

"IT hurts!" She sobbed as his fingers reached the blocked passage. LeighAnn had no idea what thoughts rolled thru her son's head once this fact struck home.
 
I feel her hymen upon my finger, so I quickly -- but carefully -- back away from it. I plan to pop her cherry the proper way -- with my cock and not with my finger.

Besides, doing so would hurt her, and that isn't my goal right now. I want her to reach orgasm, thinking that she probably never had one. Judging by her reaction, my hunch was right.

"It's alright, Mom," I say soothingly behind her. I adjust my movements to make sure I am not hurting her, but I still keep trying to stimulate her body with my hands.

I back away from her, and turn on the shower, rinsing her body off while still trying to play with her and bring her to orgasm.
 
LeighAnn was shaking and wobbling it was certain that she very well might faint

"It's alright, Mom," I say soothingly behind her.

LeighAnn came on his fingers and then dropped forward, banging her forehead on the wall.. LeighAnn gripped her son's arm as she swayed once more. "Please.. no more.."

Her panting was heavier as quim squirted from her slick slit.
 
Finally, I feel Mom cum as she shudders and slumps forward, grabbing my arm for support. I finish rinsing all the soap and shampoo from her hair and body, and then rinse off the tub to make sure it is clean for our hot soaking bath.

"Are you okay, Mom?" I ask with some concern in my voice. I help Mom sit down on the side of the tub that's made for people to sit on, while I finish rinsing off the bath tub. I help Mom to sit in the bath tub while I fill it with warm/hot water, adding some epsom salts and other bath stuff that I grab from a nearby shelf.

"I guess that was your first ever orgasm, huh, Mom?" I say, grinning from ear to ear. "That's what it's like to cum, Mom. Do you understand? When you felt really good, that's when you came... That's what you call it. It's okay to like it, Mom, it's perfectly natural. I like cumming, too, Mom -- A LOT."

I ease myself into a sitting position inside the tub just as the water reaches the proper level. I set the whirlpool jets on low, and then quickly look at Mom, eager to see her expression and what she might do next.

"So, Mom, you're gonna have to figure out how to make me cum, alright?"
 
"Are you okay, Mom?"

" I don't know. "LeighAnn replied. Honestly she felt dizzy and weak as she lowered to the water and was sitting. She could feel her heart in her neck and that made her more unsure if she should even remain in the water.

"I guess that was your first ever orgasm, huh, Mom?" I say, grinning from ear to ear. "That's what it's like to cum, Mom. Do you understand? When you felt really good, that's when you came... That's what you call it. It's okay to like it, Mom, it's perfectly natural. I like cumming, too, Mom -- A LOT."

LeighAnn reddened as John continued to talk, she could hear the air rushing in her ears and that made her feel nauseous. She gripped her stomache as the rushing feeling seemed to add to her discomfort. Then she noticed the water rising and scooted to one side staring at John.

"So, Mom, you're gonna have to figure out how to make me cum, alright?"

"What?" She asked barely focusing on his face. She was still quaking which was something she never experienced before. She had no clue that she was still having spasms from her orgasm
 
"You heard me, Mom," I say, this time getting serious. I get quiet for awhile, just sitting there and trying to relax, while staring at Mom.

I let the warm, swirling water do its magic on us both, relaxing our tired muscles, and helping Mom recover from her orgasm. I'm tempted to go and play with her again, to see if she can have multiple orgasms, but I figure to take things a step at a time.

After a few minutes, I motion for Mom to come over closer to me.

"Alright, Mom, I think it's time you gave me my massage. And then afterwards, I want you to finish me off with a blowjob," I resume my nonchalant demeanor while still imposing my dominance over Mom. "And before you ask, I'm not gonna explain to you what a blowjob is. You're not that dumb, Mom. I'm sure you can figure out what you don't already know, alright?

Now, c'mon, I wanna get to bed sometime soon..."


My impatience obviously growing quickly, I signal her to come over and get to work.
 
"You heard me, Mom,"

LeighAnn tried to think of what to do and each time she raised her hand to touch him, she would start to quiver and drop her hand. When he motioned her closer she scooted by his side. There was so many strange sensations going thru her body and she wanted to ask but felt by asking he would think her stupid and that was bringing her more internal pain.

"Alright, Mom, I think it's time you gave me my massage. And then afterwards, I want you to finish me off with a blowjob,"

LeighAnn blinked as the word sent shakes along her spine. What is a blowjob?
"And before you ask, I'm not gonna explain to you what a blowjob is. You're not that dumb, Mom. I'm sure you can figure out what you don't already know, alright? "

LeighAnn reachd up and started to rub his shoulders, her mind was reeling as she tried to think what the sex book said about blow jobs and she was coming up with blanks.

"Now, c'mon, I wanna get to bed sometime soon..."

"John is it called anything else?" LeighAnn asked as she worked on his neck easing away the knots.
 
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I roll my eyes and can't help a chuckle at my poor, naive but ultimately sexy Mom.

"Yeah, Mom," I say, helping her out. "It's also called Oral Sex or Cock-Sucking. That's when a woman puts the man's cock in her mouth, and makes it feel like he's fucking her, but she'd oing it with her mouth instead of her cunt."

I shake my head and smile to myself, a bit rueful that my Mom just has no clue about sex.
 
"Yeah, Mom," I say, helping her out. "It's also called Oral Sex or Cock-Sucking. That's when a woman puts the man's cock in her mouth, and makes it feel like he's fucking her, but she's doing it with her mouth instead of her cunt."

LeighAnn looked rather blnkly as she wasn't sure about the fucking part but with what he said she had a clue on what to do. Tentatively she touched his shaft, bringing her fingers around it so it was within her hand. She let out a shreik when it wriggled in her palm and pulled her hand back frightened.

She gulped hard fearing that her son was becoming angry with her bashfulness. "But the water is too high.. how do I .. suck it when it is under water?"
 
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