She Gave Him Everything... (closed)

LeighAnne was soon gasping as her body twitched inside. She whimpered as his lips tugged on her elfin shaped ears that sent a volley of zaps thru her heart and jolted her heart to beat faster.

A loud groan followed as his hands pulled the sensitive nipples. LeighAnne was shaking nervously as her body grew hotter to touch, she was literally scorching.

Her back stiffened as her body throbbed, stars were dancing at the edges of her vision as she started to gulp air between clenched teeth. LeighAnne was on the edge of her orgasm and had no clue what happened next but she dropped to the bed and everything swirled around her as liquid poured along her thighs and her rectum convulsed over John's thick hard cock.
 
Grabbing and holding Mom by her large, oversized breasts, I heave her around until she is on top of me, all the time doing my best to keep the rhythm and pace up.

"Hold your legs up by the knees, Mom," I instruct her as my cock continues its movement, this time from underneath. From Mom's vantage point, I know that she can see both of us on the mirrored closet doors towards our feet. "Look in the mirror, Mom. Can you see my cock fucking you? Do you like watching us, Mom?"

With that, I purposefully lengthen my slow strokes, to make sure she sees my dark cock going in and out of her. I also reach down with one of my hands to finger her clit while my other hand plays with her breasts and nipples.

I hope that the sight of our coupling will give her the added push towards an orgasm...
 
LeighAnne grabbed her knees as he instructed, it was difficult at first as she wasn't used to being in such a pretzel like position.

"Look in the mirror, Mom. Can you see my cock fucking you? Do you like watching us, Mom?"


"Yes John, I can see it." LeighAnne admitted between flushes of hot red embarrassment that flooded her cheeks, yet she wasn't sure how she felt about being able to see what he was doing to her body. Yet from this vantage she was able to see his cock move in and back from her tight hole. LeighAnne couldn't hide the rolling of her muscles as the pleasure persisted.

Despite her verbal admission of hating the indignity of purpose her body savored and yielded to the carnality of desire. Thus making every vow of shame a lie as her body began to react and crave deeper commitment. Then it happened, her body stiffened and her cunt pulsed making a hissing gasp escape her clenched teeth.

LeighAnne thrust back her head and let out a garbled sated cry to the ceiling as her body churned out a strong contraction and quim flooded over his fingers playing at her swollen clit. Her breathing had changed too, she was panting as her cunt continued to quake, keeping her on the edge of another orgasm.
 
I match my thrusting pace to match Mom's orgasm, hoping to prolong and maximize the intensity of her ecstasy. I also adjust the speed of my fingers playing wit her clit and nipples accordingly, intensifying the contact and friction as she soared, and then slowed down to maintain her peaking sensations.

I slowed down, without stopping, hoping to see her achieve multiple orgasms by allowing her to build up to another one immediately afterwards.

When I feel her climbing to another orgasm, I expect to increase my pace and frenzied activity again.

Hmmmm... I wonder how many times I can make her cum tonight?

To make sure that she doesn't get a cramp holding herself up, I gently roll her so that we're in a doggy style position. This time, we're sideways towards the mirror, so Mom can see me moving from behind her kneeling, bent-over body.

"How about this, Mom? Do you like this view in the mirror better? You can't really see my cock going in and out of your ass, but you can see my ass pumping my cock into you... Do you like that, Mommy?"
 
LeighAnne's body floated and teetered most of the time she was bouncing over his cock. She lost track of the number of times her body clamped down to hold the muscles still as her own body convulsed in violent pulses. Hot flashes brushed her chest as she gasped for air and sweat poured from her face to her waist while the erotic lingering encompassed her thinking.

The quick tumbling of position allowed her to feel more changes in her body as the rush of flames rekindled and her skin was dotted with tiny red specks. She was panting harder now that she was on her knees, feeling every inch of his cock as it wormed into her hole faster.

It was that moment that she realized that she could see his body preforming it's acrobatic act that she was able to appreciate the love he bestowed upon her. It was no easy feat to keep this up and she felt her heart jump as the images burned into her mind

"How about this, Mom? Do you like this view in the mirror better? You can't really see my cock going in and out of your ass, but you can see my ass pumping my cock into you... Do you like that, Mommy?"

LeighAnne couldn't answer her, at the precise moment her rectum convulsed and she came hard squeezing his cock so hard that she was seeing stars and unbeknown to herself was screaming in extacy.
 
I match my pace according to Mom's orgasm, slowing down and keeping my cock inside her for longer periods of time, until she comes down from her natural high.

I let her collapse onto the bed while I roll off to lay beside her, holding her quietly to let her savor and enjoy her post-orgasmic glow in peace. I gently stroke her back along her spine, hoping that such gentle ministrations will enhance her enjoyment and pleasure of the recent event.

Eventually, I also drift off to sleep, holding Mom in my arms.
 
LeighAnne woke early as usual and started her normal routine of cleaning by eight a.m. she was working on two loads of laundry and freezing dinners for later in the week. By eight thirty the kitchen was smelling like a bakery as the aroma of fresh baked bread wafted along the halls.

A few times LeighAnne would touch her belly and wonder about the possibilities. Would John put a baby in her belly? Or was he more apt to ravish her ass and keep it filled?

The grandfather clock was chiming for the nine o'clock hour and LeighAnne was getting John's breakfast ready and on the table. Awaiting his presense and commands for her new life and she didn't seem too affected to remaining nude today.
 
I stretched and rubbed my sleepy eyes as I made my way out of my bedroom. After a quick trip to the bathroom, I trudged through the library on my way to the dining area. For some reason, I stopped walking while I put my eye glasses on, and then thought to look around me as I stood in the middle of the library. The first thing I saw, as if for the first time, were a set of books that my Father kept high up on a shelf that seemed reserved for the set.

Curious, I decided to take a closer look at these books, perhaps to better understand why they seemed to have such a special place all to their own. I had to use the library's shelf ladder to reach the books. The books seemed to be a series of fantasy pulp novels, all written by the same author.

I took the first book down with me, and then headed towards the dining area. Perhaps Mom might know why my Father collected these books.

"Mom, do you know anything about these books?" I asked as soon as I walked into the dining area. I was pleased to notice that Mom was naked. "I've never heard of these books before. Father has an entire set of these books on a shelf of their own in the library."

I sat down and cracked open the book.

"Tarsnman of Gor," I read the book's cover out loud. "By John Norman."

I showed Mom the book's cover.

"Have you ever read these books, Mom?"
 
"Mom, do you know anything about these books?"

LeighAnn looked to her son after setting his breakfast in place so he could eat.
"Which books?"

"I've never heard of these books before. Father has an entire set of these books on a shelf of their own in the library."

LeighAnn wasn't sure which ones he meant as she spent little time reading his private collections but was educated in the library while in her youth. The idle curiosity at what he might have discovered seemed fairy tale like.

"Tarnsman of Gor,"He read the book's cover out loud. "By John Norman."

LeighAnn looked at the book he showed her. Something seemed familiar about that title but not a book but a movie. She tried to recall where it might be and what it was about. It seemed to upset her husband as he felt it was not too concurrent with the books.

"Have you ever read these books, Mom?"

"There was one that I was allowed to read...... Captive of Gor, I beleive and of course the movie we watched once. I had trouble with the words and stopped reading it as it was more then I understood." LeighAnn admitted. However her picking that book was how she felt about her life after the "marriage".

"When we found out that I was carrying you, Your Father finished getting the whole set. When I was working in the kitchen he sometimes called me a"kettle girl". I never understood why."

Juice and toast were brought to the table and LeighAnn waited for John to tell her more as her mind gave her strange swirling thoughts of being anally raped while he ate his meals.
 
"Mom, I want you to know something," I say as I sat down to breakfast. "You've really pleased me these past couple of days, and I'm realizing that you make me happy, Mom. You make me feel complete. And for that, and so much more, I love you, Mom -- very, very much."

I slid the book towards Mom on the table.

"I'd like you to have the library, Mom," I said seriously. "From now on, you own everything in that library. You can read anything and everything you want in it. And, if there is anybook that you would like to add to the library, just say the word, and I'll have it shipped over here as soon as possible. Would you like that, Mom?"

I continued on even before she could answer.

"I am not familiar with these books in Father's collection, and I'm wondering why it is that he chose to collect them. Unfortunately, I don't have the time to read them myself. Mom, I'd really like it if you would read all the books in Father's collection, and then, I'd appreciate it if you would tell me about the books -- perhaps, even tell me the stories around at bedtime... Would you do that for me, Mom?"
 
"Mom, I want you to know something," John said. "You've really pleased me these past couple of days, and I'm realizing that you make me happy, Mom. You make me feel complete. And for that, and so much more, I love you, Mom -- very, very much."

LeighAnn found his words comforting as that knot in her belly seemed less turbulent then before. Then she looked down at the book with the strange red headed man on the cover.

"I'd like you to have the library, Mom,"

"Thank You." What more could she say? It was rare to be given something so elaborate that it nearly left her speechless.

"From now on, you own everything in that library. You can read anything and everything you want in it. And, if there is any book that you would like to add to the library, just say the word, and I'll have it shipped over here as soon as possible. Would you like that, Mom?"

"Yes John." LeighAnn replied with a hint of happiness in her blue eyes.

"I am not familiar with these books in Father's collection, and I'm wondering why it is that he chose to collect them. Unfortunately, I don't have the time to read them myself. Mom, I'd really like it if you would read all the books in Father's collection, and then, I'd appreciate it if you would tell me about the books -- perhaps, even tell me the stories around at bedtime... Would you do that for me, Mom?"

LeighAnn gulped as that sounded like a huge responsibility and she was never a huge reader in the past. There were some books that she preferred that were considered at a sixth grader's reading level. Yet he gave her a charge to do something and because of her love for her child , LeighAnn complied.

"What else will you want today? Something special for dinner?" Her fingers crossed in her lap as she hoped that this new task kept her from the painful reminder of the filling of her anal cavity. Even hours later her hole ached and pulsed making her feel nervous as a cat.
 
"No thanks, Mom," I said, taking my own plate to the sink. "You spend the day taking it easy -- maybe start reading a book or tow in your new library. I need to go take care of some business on the mainland, and I won't be back until late tonight -- probably around midnight or later."

I made my way back towards my room to get ready.

"Mom, come join me in the shower" I say without looking back.
 
"No thanks, Mom,"

LeighAnn sighed softly but was about to go tend to the dishes when she paused to hear his voice.

"You spend the day taking it easy -- maybe start reading a book or tow in your new library. I need to go take care of some business on the mainland, and I won't be back until late tonight -- probably around midnight or later."

"Your leaving?" LeighAnn felt all the air in her lungs disappear as she trembled feeling abandoned again.

"Mom, come join me in the shower"

Numbly LeighAnn followed him, bypassing the bedroom and moving straight to the bathroom preparing the water and bringing towels to hang on the rack when he stepped out. LeighAnn brought his preferred shampoo and conditioner from the closet and waited for him to step into the stall.
 
((OOC: Wishing you a very special, happy and fun Mother's Day to you, Landie!! :rose: May your day be as beautiful and special as you are! :heart: ))


"Mom, I'm just going to the mainland for awhile," I said patiently. "This will give you some time to spend for yourself without having to worry about me. I want you to enjoy this time and spend it relaxing and rejuvenatingyourself. Think of it this way, Mom: you might want to use the time to rest up for when I come back all tense and needing some stress relief."

I step into the shower, and just stand there waiting for Mom to come in and bathe me. I close my eyes and wait for her to do her magic, which always relaxes, invigorates and ultimately prepares me for a ruthless day of aggressively cut-throat business dealings.
 
"Mom, I'm just going to the mainland for awhile,"

LeighAnn merely nodded, it didn't take away the feelings but she understood better that he was coming back. That in itself was slightly reassuring as she listened to his words of wisdom.

"This will give you some time to spend for yourself without having to worry about me. I want you to enjoy this time and spend it relaxing and rejuvenating yourself. Think of it this way, Mom: you might want to use the time to rest up for when I come back all tense and needing some stress relief."

Time for herself? That seemed almost unimaginable but she said nothing as she walked behind him and began to scrub his body with the sponge, letting the warm waters work with her massaging hands. Slowly moving her hands to coat his flesh with bubblly layers of soap

LeighAnn moves as swiftly as usual, scrubbing his body completely even to the point of arousing him as her breasts dragged along his thighs when she washed his long legs.
 
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"Mmmmm, that feels good, Mom," I consciously move my hard-on towards Mom's face as she works on my thighs, wondering if she'll do anything with it. I put some shampoo in my hand, and then proceed to work up a lather in Mom's hair, all the while subtly pushing her head towards my engorged cock.

The edge of my mouth curls slightly upwards in a hidden, evil grin. If this keeps up, I may not make it to the mainland until later... MUCH later.

I take some of the lather fr5om Mom's hair and slather it all over her neck and shoulders, again subtly nudging her towards my rock-hard cock.
 
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"Mmmmm, that feels good, Mom,"

LaighAnn remained silent in her task, slowly moving her hands along his legs. There was a quick shudder as she felt his hands in her hair and the brush of his erect rod brushing along her cheek. LeighAnn could feel her face redden with embarassment that his cock was trying to glide across her face.

Does he want me to do something else? LeighAnn questioned herself mentally.

There is a brief moment that his cock looks different and LeighAnn tenatively licks over the tiny bead of white at the tip of his cock. The soft exhale of air that dances about the pubic hairs that are pasted to his skin as the water rains down over her body while she is holding his knees to maintain her balance.

A soft groan followed as the massaging movement along her neck feels blissful, unrealizing that her mouth was still over the tip of his cock, slowly twisting about the tiny slit that dribbles out small beads of ivory.
 
After a few moments, I look down and see Mom sucking on the tip of my cock. I just stand there and watch to see if she does anything else.

In the meanwhile, I rinse off my body, and then let the shower rinse off the shampoo on Mom's head and shoulders.

After a few minutes, both Mom and I are completely rinsed off. I look down at her, with her mouth still on the tip of my cock. I stand there wordlessly, doing and saying nothing, simply watching what Mom might do next.
 
LeighAnn slipped the head past her lips and was bobbing over the shaft as more drops of salty jism appeared at the tip. She was unaware that she was sucking on his cock so hard that it was turning dark red.

LeighAnn was oblivious of anything else but the fact that she was sucking out the precum from his cock that was trembling in her mouth. Only that her cunt muscles trembled as the water was teasing between her cunt lips and the mild scent was not disguised by the scent of the soap or shampoo.
 
Mom's ministrations on the tip of my cock became a bit more frenzied with time. Unfortunately, for whatever reason, I simply can't cum from blowjobs.

I stand there and enjoyed the sensations for a few minutes. Eventually, my excitement grows to the point where I need some release.

I pop my cock out of Mom's mouth, and place one hand under her arm to help her up. I turn her around, trying not to be too rough, and then bend her over at the waist.

I thought about fucking her cunt, but restrained myself. This is gonna be a quick, relieving fuck, and her first time having vaginal sex should be more special -- or at the very least, not so... casual.

I don't use any lubricant, thinking both our bodies are soaking wet from our shower. It takes me a short while to position Mom just right, but eventually, I am able to shove my cock deep into her ass. I hold her by her hips, to help both of us keep our balance inside the shower. Once my cock is in, I start pumping in and out of her slowly, but quickly pick up the pace until I am hammering into her ass just the way I like it: HARD and fast.
 
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LeighAnn stared at John as he tugged her to her feet. She felt his hands guide her into another position and she felt her body tighten as fear rolled thru her stomach.

"John?" Her voice staggered as fear set in her chest and her heart began to pump faster. The slight twist of nerves that made her body feel like knots crawling over her sides.

A shiver of anticipation rolls down her spine as her head leans near the shower wall. Tears appearing at the corner of her eyes as she knows something is going to happen but what.. or to which hole?

LeighAnn grits her teeth as his cock drives into her bowels and stars glimmer at the edges of her sight. "Ahhhhhhhhnnnnnhhhhhhh"

LeighAnn's body begins to flop as John continues to slam into her pulsing hole. A gutteral groan and whimper are drowned by the sound of the spraying water that trickles about her breasts swinging freely and pools around her filled hole.

Soon the muscles starts to relax despite the urgent plunging and LeighAnn finds herself feeling feathery. LeighAnn braces her hands against the wall as her back arches from the powerful thrusts.

"I'm going to burst." LeighAnn wailed as her rectum contracted and the walls danced about her head.
 
I keep pounding my cock into Mom's ass, not thinking about anything else except for the pleasurable sensation of the moment and my inexorable climb towards instinctive release.

Mom's much shorter than myself, and perhaps, because of this, I eventually have her pushed flat onto the bathroom wall, grabbing her breasts from behind and lifting her entire body to get her even with my cock.

"I'm cumming, Mom," I hiss through gritted teeth as my eyes roll into the back of my head. I can feel the build-up deep inside my pelvic region, as my body launches my semen deep inside Mom's ass. I grunt and roar to mark each time a jet of of sperm rockets out of me. I can feel my cock grow harder, and perhaps larger, as it pulses with every orgasmic contraction -- as if to make certain that my cock has enough size and girth to seal off any jizm from loeaking out of Mom's ass while I sodomize her.

My orgasm eventually subsides. I wait a couple of minutes before I pull out of Mom's ass, and then I sit on the tiled bench inside the shower stall. I lean my head back against the wall and close my eyes, as I wait wordlessly for Mom to recover and towel-dry me.
 
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LeighAnn found herself lifted as his need grew impatient and her anus was throbbed and pulsing open to closed. The walls seemed illusionary as her breasts were tugged and pinched as they swayed in John's hands.

"I'm cumming, Mom,"

There was a blasting spray of heat that flooded her bowels as the eyes rolled back in her head. LeighAnn was driven to another orgasm as the fire rolled down to her toes. It was almost enough to bring her to her knees if she weren't impaled on his swollen organ.

LeighAnn mentally prays that she doesn't pass out from the new pain that rushes past her belly and from head to toe starts to tingle. Even the heavy panting is silenced by the spray of water washing away the traces of thier union. LeighAnn's hands glued to the wall as the water washes away the dribbling spunk that squirts from her well oiled hole.

Silently she raises erect and turns off the water, reaching for the towels and starts to dry his body. Slowly dragging over every inch to be certain that he is dry before bringing his clothing. Her eyes dewy ..... was it from the sex or something else.

The silence only reveals the fact that she knew he was going to the mainland and she would be alone ... but to heart it was only for the duration of the day.
 
I got dressed, kissed Mom on the top of her head, and then hurried to my helicopter outside.

"I'll be back, Mom," I say over the sound of the rotors. "You just relaxfor teh rest of the day, and go read some of those books."

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The business I expected to deal with turned out to be more complicated than I realized. I placed a quick call to Mom to let her know of my delay.

"Mom? Things are worse out here than I thought. It will take me a few days to get things fixed. I'm sending a helicopter to come and pick you up and bring you to my hotel. Bring those books, so you'll have something to read while you're here."

One of my managers signalled to me that the next meeting was ready to begin.

"Alright, Mom, I'll see you when you get here. I think you'll enjoy our hotel accomodations; I got us the penthouse suite. You'll feel right at home there."
 
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"I'll be back, Mom,"

LeighAnn nods still trembling with confusion and worry.

"You just relax for the rest of the day, and go read some of those books."

"I will, John. I will read a few of those books for you. Please come home safe."

Then she stepped back and watched as the helicopter lifted and vanished into the horizon. LeighAnn felt a huge depression and walked back into the house in tears.

She ambled around the rooms tending to her normal routine before going into the library and sitting on the fancy lounger to read. As she turned the pages LeighAnn felt herself transported into the fantasy realm of the world of Gor. Her heart began to beat faster as the character called Tarl suffered many major blows to his ego as well as learned about the harshness of his new home.

LeighAnn finished that one and picked up one titled "Slave girl of Gor". LeighAnn decided to pick it as it had a woman on the cover and that made her feel like reading it. She was in the middle of the eighth chapter when the phone rang.

Panic filled her chest as she dreaded the message that would come from the voice on the other end. No don't answer it.. that way it will not be something bad.

Finally after the sixth ring LeighAnn picked up the receiver and in a trembling voice uttered "Hhheeee llo?"

"Mom?"

A rush of happiness filled LeighAnn's chest as tears dripped along her cheeks hearing her son's voice.

"Things are worse out here than I thought. It will take me a few days to get things fixed. I'm sending a helicopter to come and pick you up and bring you to my hotel. Bring those books, so you'll have something to read while you're here."

LeighAnn's heart leaped for joy as the words rifled from the phone into her ear. John was sending for her to be with him. "Yes.. I will be ready.. I love you John."

"Alright, Mom, I'll see you when you get here. I think you'll enjoy our hotel accommodations; I got us the penthouse suite. You'll feel right at home there."

The accommodations didn't matter to her, it was that she wasn't going to be alone on the island. She would see her son's face and know that everything was alright.

"You are very gracious. I'll see you soon." LeighAnn blurted quickly then hung up the phone rushing to the bedroom to pack some things in order to be ready for the trip.

When LeighAnn opened the hall closet she found an old small brown suitcase. She was even more surprised to find the name tag on the handle. It was her suitcase... the one that Caesar got for her and she used when she moved with Caesar. Feeling elated she decided to use it and walked into the bedroom, opening it on the bed and packing a few things.

LeighAnn chose her newly finished blue dress with the golden sash, and then three green cotton dresses adorned with flowers of purple, yellow, and pink. She placed three pair of lacy undergarments on top then a pink long gown for bedtime. She packed five books from the series as well as two of her embroidering projects as well as the picture of her family as she last remembered.

A quick glance brought her eyes to the bottle of lube. A flood of nervousness flooded her body as her hands grasped the plastic shell and lifted it. Would John expect her to bring this too? Would she be punished if she didn't?

It found it's way into her bag and LeighAnn was waiting outside on the porch for the helicopter to arrive with a light weight jacket and black heels over her dainty feet. The pilot nearly fainted when he realized the young woman was the passanger he was to fly back to the mainland.

LeighAnn was escorted from the landing pad to the room John had arranged lodgings at. Her heart was pounding rapidly as she looked about the expansive hall and luxerious furnishings.

LeighAnn smiled at the escort who left aburptly and shut the doors behind her as she wandered in the room that would be home for the duration of the business that her son was forced to handle.
 
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