Simon Says

[Yoc]

Intruder

"What's wrong with you, I won't... No." protests the mother, obviously disgusted by his suggestion.

This is going to be better than he thought, he grins to himself.

He just sits there, silent for a moment.

Looking at the television screen, he sees that the couple, for the moment, have stopped their fondling and instead have each other in a clinch, mouths working away at each other.

Finally...

"That wasn't a request." he says cooly. To demonstrate, he aims his revolver at an expensive looking vase and fires at it. The noise of it shattering causes the two on the couch to jump.

"Remember, not only can I kill the boy, I can hurt him too." he says to the mother as he takes carefully aim at the boy's legs, his meaning clear.

"Now, as a forfeit for not instantly obeying, I want the two of you to kiss until I say otherwise."...

 

[Yoc]

Max

The boy sits there, terrified. His anger, which was raging a moment ago is now gone.

He can feel his mother's body against his as she cuddles him, feeling a little self-conscious when he realises what the gunman wants them to do.

He wants them to kiss!

He couldn't do it! She's his mother! And besides, he has never kissed anyone before. What would father say?

He finds himself shaking as he looks at his mother...

 

[Destiny_Brent]

Hearing the threat she trembled, her mind racing for a way out something to do... she couldn't hesitate it was her son... but she couldn't kiss him like that... he was her son. She looked pleadingly at the man, Simon, but to no avail his countenance was nothing but sinister. I turned my head to the side to look at my son, he was frightened and seemed near tears, she was too.

She made up her mind though... she couldn't let them be harmed... him be hurt. She smiled softly at him false bravado trying to calm him. She leaned forward and whispered in his ear,

"Don't worry Max, just so he'll leave..."

I bit my lips once gave him a small kiss on the cheek then pressed my full lips to his. I could feel his tremblin my hand moved to his cheek, I tried moving my lips a bit pretending but he wasn't fooled. I pulled back once,

"Close your eyes think of something else."

With that soft whisper I pressed my mouth to his again, parting his young thin lips with my tounge. Slowly and reluctantly he opened them and I thrust my tounge in.

 

[Tibxo]

Max

"Don't worry Max, just so he'll leave..." he hears his mother say.

He just sits there trembling, his body stiff, as his mother first gently kisses him on the cheek.

Then she moves his head to face her.

Omigod! She's going to kiss me! he thinks in disbelief.

Then for the first time in his young life, a pair of female lips touches his. For a second their lips are pressed together and then she moves away.

"Close your eyes think of something else." she whispers.

Then she is kissing him again. But it is different this time, her mouth is open against his, and he can feel something pressing against his lips. Almost against his will, he finds himself opening his own mouth and is then shocked to feel something wet sliding in.

It's her tongue! His mother is actually putting her tongue in his mouth.

He had heard his friends at school say that they have done this with their girlfriends (those who have one that is).

With one hand on the back of his head, the other holding his cheek, he can feel his mother's lips moving against his own, her tongue sliding to and fro within his mouth.

Despite himself, he feels a flush of excitement run through his body, making him tremble even more. Immediately, he feels disgusted with himself.

This is is own mother he is kissing.

Nevertheless, he can't stop another jolt of excitement as he feels her tongue touching his...

 

[Tibxo]

Intruder

"Great!" he smiles.

He watches as the mother starts to kiss the boy, seeing her tongue enter the boy's mouth.

He feels himself stiffening at the site.

"Now I want more passion." he says...

 

[Tibxo]

>>bump<<

 

[Destiny_Brent]

OOC: Don't worry haven't forgotten you Just been exceptionally busy.

IC:

She heard his command, she moved her tounge completely around his mouth doing her best to avoid his tounge as he remained still. She just couldnt' bring herself to do that... though this was completely beyond what she ever would have imagined herself doing anyways. Her eyes remained closed as if to force away reality. She let her hands drift down his back to his side, not knowing what she could do to make it more passionate.

She did pull off and make soft little kisses in a quick path over his cheeks and forehead before returning to his lips and her probing, attempting to make it more grandeur, without any groping. What was this sick bastards problem anyway.

 

[Tibxo]

Max

(OOC: Don't worry. I didn't do the bump for that. Am just being impatient in getting my avatar so I did the extra post (the bump).)

Max feels his body shaking with perverse pleasure as his mother rains soft kisses on his face before reattaching her mouth onto his.

This is so wrong! he thinks to himself, tears in his eyes. Even as he feels his body reacting to his mother's albeit forced advances, his trousers starting to bulge with an erection.

His hormones momentarily taking control, the boy finds himself responding, forcing his face against his mother's even as his tongue intercepts hers as it re-enters his mouth.

Suddenly realising what he is doing, Max pulls away from his mother's embrace.

"NO! I can't do this!" he shouts, getting up to his feet...

 

[Tibxo]

Intruder

He is taken by surprised by the abrupt behaviour of the boy.

One minute, he seems to be enjoying his mother's attentions. The next, he is coming towards him shouting.

He gets up to react (though not before noticing that the kid is blessed judging from the size of the bulge in his pants).

"Sit back down!" he growls, raising his fist as he moves in on the boy...

 

[Destiny_Brent]

She felt him pull away and rise and sunk her head shamefully, she couldn't look him in the eyes. But at the sound of "Simon" getting up she forced her eyes upward, he was charging towards her boy fist raised.

Immediately she was up with her arms draped over his shoulders pulling him back.

"No no! Don't hit him... he's... this is wrong, he knows it... please I'm sorry, don't hit him."

Her voice cracked as she pleaded, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Please..."

 

[Tibxo]

For the second time, the boy feels his mother pull him back to the couch.

"Please don't hurt my baby." she begs the gunman.

He sees the grin on the man's face and again, a flush of anger rushes through him.

The fucking bastard! He's making her beg!

Followed by frustration as he knows there isn't anything he can do about it.

"You are lucky, kid. That your mother loves you so much." the gunman says, turning round and going back to his seat.

"Now no more heroics, kid. Or it isn't you that I'm going to hurt."

Max understands the threat.

"Now let's get on with it before I get bored. Simon Says: Fondle your mother's tits."

Max swallows as he barely believes what he just heard.

"And I would advise you to help him if you don't want me to hurt him." the gunman says to his mother.

Nervously, he turns to her, a questioning look in his eyes.

Surely he can't do this? But what if he hurts her?

To his disgust, he finds himself glancing down at her breasts which amply feels out her black dress, noticing how large they are...

 

[Tibxo]

OOC:

Destiny!

Seeing that you are back, would you like to continue with this thread?

Tib.

 

[Destiny_Brent]

She bites her lip at the remark and casts her eyes downward, what could she do... there was nothing, no way to stop this... But an idea sparked her mind and she bravely turned to face him. Forcing a smile her voice came out, smooth and sexy.

"Why don't you come over here and give it a whirl, hmmm?"

She gave him her best "Come Hither look" glancing down at her breasts then back at the gunman...



OOC: I ceratinly would!

 

[Tibxo]

Intruder

"Why don't you come over here and give it a whirl, hmmm?" the mother says to him, emphasising her chest.

He smiles.

He knows that she is just doing it to protect the boy.

"Sorry. It won't wash. Keep your attention on your boy."

He laughs as her seductive smile turns into a glare of pure hatred...

(OOC: I am glad . BTW: You are invited to my Xmas Party.)

 

[Guest]

OOC: X-mas party huh? I'll have to look into it

Her smile faded into a glare... she bit her lip in thought..

"Oh I get it, you can't so you get off on watching a little boy do it huH?"

She was pissed, her mind not really thinking as she pulled herself partially in front of her son.

"You can't do this... you can't possibly be this sick!"

 

[Destiny_Brent]

That was me

 

[Tibxo]

Intruder

(OOC: Guessed as much. )

His smile suddenly vanishes off his face.

For a moment, he is tempted to grab her and...

No! This is better!

"Don't make me warn you again. Just get on with it." he growls, ignoring her comment...

 

[Destiny_Brent]

Her heart beat hard in her chest, it didn't work, damn it! She looked at her son heartbroken as she nods him onward..

Her voice soft and matronly,

"think of someone else, something else honey, just let this sicko see it then you'll be done... be done don't worry."

She caressed his shoulder and face softly before moving her hand to his eyes and gently closing the lids...

"Sh... It'll be ok..."

 

[Tibxo]

Max

He has been quiet since the gunman made his threat to hurt his mother. He wasn't sure what she was up to when she started to taunt the man and is partially relieved that it didn't work.

Whatever it was!

His mother then turns back to him.

"Think of someone else, something else, honey. Just let this sicko see it then you'll be done... be done don't worry." she tells him calmly as she caresses his shoulder and face softly. Then she moves her hand up and closes his eyes.

What is she doing?

"Mum?" he says, panicking slightly because he is unable to see.

"Sh... It'll be ok..." she says as she takes hold of his hand.

Still wondering what she's doing, he suddenly finds his hand being pressed into something soft though covered in something, some material.

His heart lurches as he realises that he is touching one of her breasts. Tempted to open his eyes, he keeps them closed knowing that his mother wouldn't want him to see.

"Not outside the dress." warns the gunman.

Hearing his mother cursing, his hand is pushed away.

Then he hears the rustling of clothing and his heart starts to pick up. Then she's pulling his hand again.

"And the bra, lady!" the gunman growls...

 

[Destiny_Brent]

She drew her sons hand to her bosom, allowing it to caress her through the fabric. She kept her mind focussed, her son, so many times she'd held him to her bosom, if only he could think of it like that... please let him think of it like that... if he had to think of it at all.

'Not outside the dress.'

"Sick Bastard... damn..."

She muttered under her breath as she unbuttoned her blouse. She felt tears brimming in her eyes, but she wouldnt' let them fall, not for this man. She pressed his hand to her breast again little cloth seperating them.

'And the bra, lady!'

She swallowed hard and turned her head to the ground setting her jaw trying to remain composed, she slid her sons hand up, under the bra. His fingers rubbing along the nipple... keeping herself hidden from eyes, only his fingers would see...

 

[Tibxo]

Max

The boy's heart almost stops as he feels the naked flesh under his hand.

Oh God! Mum's breast!

Unable to help himself, he open his eyes.

His mother's face is pointing away from him, pointing down. She cannot see him looking at her. Trembling, his eyes fall to where his hand is.

Oh God! It's under her bra!

He can feel the softness of her motherly bosom.

So big and soft!

He didn't realise she was so well stacked!

The very thought causes his cheeks to redden with shame even as it causes his loins to surge. Embarrassed more than ever, he can feel himself getting a hard-on.

"Enjoying yourself, kid?"

The gunman! He has forgotten that he is there!

"But what's the fun from just feeling her tits? Why not see them as well? Simon Says: Mother, take off your top and bra!"

A surge of excitement runs through the boy. Though angry with the gunman's command, a part of him suddenly, desperately wants to see what he is holding.

I'm so sorry, Mum...

 

[Destiny_Brent]

She hadn't seen him open his eyes... it's understandable though. She tried to console herself in words as her heart ached. He's a teenage boy, he's feeling breasts... of course he couldn't help it, he couldn't help but look.

She bit her lip and complied, however slowly. Her eyes were unable to meet her sons, or to look at his hand which had reluctantly moved from her breasts. She felt her nipples harden as they hit the open air and she turned away, laying the bra and shirt to the side, praying her husband got home... praying this would end.

 

[Tibxo]

Max

He tries, really tries not to look but his eyes almost popping out of their sockets as he stares at his mother's naked breasts.

Oh Mum! They are lovely!

The boy is lost. So wrapped up in what he is seeing, he fails to see the pained expression on her face.

He finds his mouth stone dry, his body trembling and his cock is pulsating painfully in his trousers, denting them obscenely. But he doesn't care, so wrapped up in looking at his mother's bosom, the boy is completely spellbound.

Max eagerly takes in every inch of her mammaries. From their very shape as they struggle against age and gravity causing them to droop ever so slightly (though he doesn't notice this). The nipples stand out thick about the width of a pencil (and hard?). A large area of skin around each nipple being slightly darker then the rest of the breasts.

So lovely!

The need to touch them, to run his hands over them, to fondle them is almost overpowering. He wants to but they is still his mother's breasts that he is looking at.

"Simon Says: Touch your mother's tit!"

The words are hardly out of the gunman's mouth before the boy's hands are moving forward, shaking with desire...

 

[Destiny_Brent]

"Oh mum! They are lovely!"

I bit my lip and turned my eyes away... my own son saying those words, it hurt to think about.... I gritted my teeth not wanting to think about it.... or the other acts he could make us do. My stomach churned in revulsion and fear.... Max couldn't be blamed, damn this man... coming in and ruining our perfect life... peaceful... secure. A tear streaked down her face and she quickly moved to brush it away, had to be strong for max.

Max was quick to react, she was kind of glad.. his rebellious tendencies gone. he would comply... she tried to pretend that it was out of fear not lust, neccesity not want. But as his hands began massaging over her breasts, his thumbs rubbing over her erect nipples she knew he was enjoying it... but of course, they were probobally the first he's ever seen.

 

[Tibxo]

Max

(OOC: Destiny, just to let you know that when I normally type anything in italics, it is usually the character's thoughts. Though in this case, Max could have accidentally said his thoughts out aloud. )

Gently, delicately, his hands roams over his mother's heavy bosom. Revelling in their softness, their weight. It is so much better than what he had expected. He wants to tell her how lovely they are (not realising that he already has).

His hands play with the extended nipples, hardening them even further with his incessent fondling. Then he is sliding his hands under them, lifting them up and noting how soft they are, how they wobble.

He had thought that Pamela Anderson had great boobs. But his mother's are so much bigger, better shaped and they are natural too.

Dragging his eyes off them, he looks back at her face. Her eyes, closed, her full mouth open, making slight gasping sounds. The sight only increases his lust.

God! He wants to kiss her so badly!

Suddenly the realisation of what he is doing and thinking hits him. Ashamed, though still very aroused, he pulls away.

"I'm so sorry, Mum!" he whispers, seeing for the first time the sadness etched on her face...