SomeOdd Gift

Disclaimer: This chapter contains graphic sexual intercourse between a mother and a son. It also contains submissiveness, dominance, mind-control, facials, handjobs, blowsjobs, bathing, vaginal intercourse, a man with an oversized penis and a woman with a ridiculous build. Should you dislike anything listed there or anything that appears in this chapter that I did not list, then, don't read it.

James had never imagined, not in all his years, that this would happen. There he was, on the family couch, in his mother’s spot on it no less, naked. His smooth, hairless form was relaxed and his legs were spread wide. Sticking out from between his legs was a behemoth of a penis at twelve inches in length, nine inches in girth and with a ball sac that was massive and always ready to shoot off copious amounts of sperm.

Also between his legs was his mother. She was on her knees, naked, her large breasts setting proudly on her chest with hard nipples. Buried under her brown bush was a tight pussy, which was leaking her juices out of sheer arousal.

And in her mouth? In her mouth was her son’s massive penis, which she was noisily sucking on. Her left hand busied itself by massaging his shaft and her right hand did its best to handle his oversized testicles.

Why would a mother do this? Because Vanessa wasn’t just James' mother anymore. Four days before hand she had admitted to him that she was his personal slut. She told him how she would happily do anything for him, no matter what it is.

James, her master, had been putting her to the test since. Everyday she’d come home from work, tired, and he’d make her do a number of things. First he’d have her clean the house, then clean him specifically, and then he’d use her for sex as much as he wanted. Over the past four days he took advantage of her mouth countless times, and he had done the same to her hands, breasts and cunt. Then, after getting off, he’d spray where ever he chose.

Through out all of this his mother never complained once. After every romp she would just accept his sperm, devour what of it she could, kiss his cock head and thank him. This is because his mother was his very willing, very happy little bitch in heat.

Popping his cock out of her mouth, she ran her tongue along the fat head with a comfortable look on her face. No longer did she fight at all, he noted. In fact, she looked forward to the sex anymore. Not that she was slave to him only for the sex. He was sure she would do what ever he asked of her regardless of him pounding her when ever he fancied.

James rested a hand on her head casually as he enjoyed her skillful ministrations. She had returned to sucking on the head fervently, as if she were trying to suck his sperm out of him like a straw. Her hands worked skillfully on his shaft and sac, amplifying the pleasure.

“Mother,” James began oddly, gaining her attention. She removed her head from his prick completely so as to look him in the face. In her mouth’s place, her hand took over massaging the head, keeping the pleasure coming.

“Think I could fuck you in front of dad?” James didn’t really want to do this, honestly. The thought had never aroused him. But his father would be home in a few days and James wanted to cover the issue before it was a true problem.

To his surprise, his mother donned an impish smile. “Yes, of course you could,” she explained while fisting his cock, “I mean, you’re my master. And anyway, I like the idea of it! Maybe you could pull my hair, throw me down and fuck me, hard, right in front of him!”

For a moment James was shocked. He had never expected her to be this open to the idea. Knowing she was loyal was one thing, but knowing her to be this loyal was another. Not that it really changed anything between the two of them; she was still his slut, no matter what. He had to ask, though, “Why does it interest you so much?”

She went starry-eyed at this, and launched into her explanation with great enthusiasm. “I want you to show him how to treat a slut! You know, pull out your beautiful beast of a cock and show him how I wouldn’t even be able to feel him anymore. Tell him how I love to suck your cock. Or, maybe,” she continued excitedly, “You could show him by just shoving it in my face and letting me go to town on it!”

She’d never seemed crueler to him than she was at that moment. He wasn’t sure what had come over her, but he kind of liked it. Her hand whipped along his head, giving him great pleasure and almost anything she said aroused him.

“So, you’re telling me if some guy with a bigger cock showed up and dominated you, you’d submit to him?” James knew it was a ludicrous question but he wanted the answer.

“Of course not!” She seemed almost offended by the question. “First off, no one could ever have one that could match your monster. Secondly, even if someone did, you are my master! I belong to you!” With that, she kissed his head affectionately, a wide smile on her face.

“I know,” he said heavily. He was close to climax and he knew she could tell. Since she was being so loyal and loving, he thought he’d give her a treat. “Where do you want it?”

“Hmm,” she purred while pondering. “My breasts, please?” He answered with a nod and watched as she happily cupped her breasts with her free arm and hefted them together slightly. With one hand she kept fisting his cock head and she used her tongue to lick and prod at it gently.

James couldn’t help but think what a wonderful slut she was. His body began to go limp and his head lolled back, his eyes closed and his breathing became heavier.

“Master,” Vanessa whispered softly, licking and kissing his head from time to time, “Will you please show your father what a good little slut I am?”

“Why,” James groaned out between pants. With effort, he lifted his head to look at her frail looking face. She was desperate almost. Desperate to show her husband what James had made of her.

“Because,” she began, her fisting increasing. She hefted her breasts up to level with his cock and pointed the beast at her cleavage. “I want you to show me off. I want him to see how happy you make me. How slutty you make me.”

James opened his mouth to speak, but all that he could get out was a grunt. A wave of pleasure cascaded through his form. Below, in his penis, he could feel the cum jetting through, heading toward the exit.

Vanessa smiled and giggled gleefully as he started unloading on her chest. The first shot was thick and strong, coating her cleavage. The second was just as thick and splattered on her left tit. Third finished the left off, covering it completely in his white juices.

The forth shot landed between her breasts, half of it touching her right nipple, the rest of it crossing her cleavage and touching her chest. Fifth hit her right above her right tit and his final shot landed square on it.

James reeled as the orgasmic pleasure died down. Slowly, the fog that had taken over his senses faded and he started to regain focus yet again.

Below him he could see his mother, a fond look on her face as she eyed his dying erection. On her breasts a copious amount of thick, white goo which was slowly pooling in her cleavage and on her arm. The other arm still held his dick, gently fisting it as it did the usual minute or so of post-cum leaking. As a reward, this arm earned its own stream of slime that ran down it, not that Vanessa seemed to mind.

“I might,” James finally answered, regaining his mother’s focus. She smiled up at him and nodded obediently, not willing to argue with her wonderful master; especially not while he was in his post-orgasmic state of bliss. He was happy with her for that. His pleasure, his desires, they were first to her.

After a minute of slow, loving strokes Vanessa popped his cock head in her mouth and sucked it clean. Then she made sure to lick up any bit of stray cum that had run down his dick. When done, she kissed the head affectionately and set his dick down between his legs.

After this, James watched as his mother settled down, sitting on her knees. With her hands she smeared his sperm into her breasts, giving them a glossy, shiny appearance which was almost enough to get him hard again. Then she licked the extra spunk from her hands, opened her mouth for him to see, gurgled a bit and swallowed.

“Now what do you desire of me, master?” She bowed her head low and her hair fell down, almost touching the floor.

James stood above her. “You’re going to go take a bath and wash your tits off.”

Upon hearing this command, his mother looked up at him with a pout. “But they smell so good, just like your cum! And if you give them long enough, it’ll cake itself on them and they’ll feel all sticky from it! Also, what if I want a taste later and you’re too busy. Plus, I just sp---“

“Get up and go,” he said playfully. With a mock whimper, she stood and carried herself past her bed room and into the master bath. On the side wall of the bathroom, next to the door was the shower, which she wouldn’t be using. Across from that were two sinks, a large mirror and a towel closet. Then the toilet was in its separate room next to the walk in closet. Next to that, across from the door, with a frosty window above it was a deep bath tub.

Following her master’s command, she turned the water on and put the bath soap in. When the water was steamy and the tub was filled enough she dipped herself in slowly and began scrubbing herself.

James followed, needing to be washed himself, and sat on the edge of the tub. His limp penis, now eight inches long and about four around, hung between his legs almost with his ball sac. From the side of the tub, he watched as his mother washed her breasts.

They were large and full, each floating just a bit in the water. From time to time, she’d raise herself out to make sure she was covering every part in soapy suds, to make sure they’d be clean for her master when ever he wanted to play with them. After that, she started scrubbing the rest of body. She made sure to get her strong, thin arms and her flat, lightly muscled stomach. Then she stood and washed her beautiful thighs and scrubbed her feet vigorously. After that, she made sure to wash at her bush lightly. Her face followed after, then she splashed herself off in the water, leaving herself only slightly soapy and completely wet.

When this was done, she shampooed her long, soft hair and made sure to shampoo her crotch hair as well, much to his amusement. Conditioner followed the rinsing and then, when done, she asked if he could scrub her back for her. James said yes, of course and washed his mothers back as well as her rump, much to her arousal.

While she rinsed herself off and before she started her work on him, he asked a question that had been on his mind for a few days now. “Slut,” he said, gaining not only his mother’s attention, but a luxurious smile from her as well, “I’m going to be taking another slut soon. Would this bother you?”

She didn’t look surprised, but she did look thoughtful for a moment. Then a smile graced her face and she shook her head. “No, master. As long as you’re happy, I’m happy. Plus, I’d get to play with you still, right?”

“Of course.”

“And, maybe, I could play with her, too? While you watch, of course. And the two of us could play with you at the same time!”

James smiled at this. “So, you don’t mind if I have more than one slut?”

Another shake of his mother’s head followed this question. “Have as many as you like and do with us what you want.” Then, she grabbed a scrubber and began washing her master’s feet. “Who did you have in mind?”

Suppressing laughter from the light tickle, James responded by saying, “Grandma.”

She paused for a moment. Grandma was James' grandmother, Betsy, and his mother’s own mother.

Vanessa went to work on his other foot now. “Sounds like a good idea,” she said earnestly. “She has bigger breasts than me and I bet she’s a great fuck.” With a wink, his mother added, “With the right man.”

“So, you still want to play with her?”

“Of course!” His mother had a look of sheer ebullience on her face. “I want to suck on her big old breasts again. And eat her hot cunt! Especially after you’ve filled it with your delicious cream.”

At that thought, his mother began eying his cock while washing his legs. He knew what she wanted from him. She wanted to taste it, to suck on it, to please him. That made his thoughts stray for a moment.

Never before had the watch affected someone as such. Normally, he had to issue word commands to those affected by the watch. This time, though, he just looked in his mother’s eyes and she became very submissive and obedient. Now, she was even willing, excited about every thing he does to her.

It made him wonder, did the watch bring out something from with in her, or did it create something there? Maybe she had always been a slut and just needed the watch and James to bring it out. Or maybe she was horny and the watch just took that and warped it into something else. James looked forward to taking his grandmother. Then, he could examine the results of that dominance.

“Then, later today, you and I can go and make me a new bitch.”

“Great,” she cooed while scrubbing his thighs. The slight tickle from this made his cock twitch, much to her amusement. “What about Christian? She has bigger ones than either mother or I. And so does that Jennifer$ girl of Aaron’s. Also, Josh’s girlfriend I quite busty, as is yours, I believe.”

James smiled. “All in good time, slut.”

She gave an understanding nod and began nuzzling his dick affectionately. Her soapy hands went to wash his nut sac, while her mouth kissed along the side of his limp shaft, to the base, and began licking and sucking there.

“I’m your slut,” she whispered softly. “Your happy little slut.”

Vanessa then decided to pull her head back and, leaning it down as best she could, took his cock head into her mouth. Doing her best to swallow it, she took the thing to the base and James could feel his balls on his chin. Then she pulled her head back to the tip and repeated the process.

Gradually, the longer she sucked and the harder he got, the less she could take in, until she was stuck on only being able to deep throat him to about the half way mark. Still, he had to admit that she was a lot better than before. Especially considering how long she had been his slut. Though, he did make sure she got a lot of practice in.

Humming to herself, Vanessa began bobbing and throat fucking James' cock in earnest, making sure to make loud, joyous gagging sounds to keep his attention. Meanwhile, her hands began working his thick shaft and heavy sac as if there was no tomorrow.

James decided he wanted something a little different this time, though, and pulled her up by her hair. When his cock left the vacuum that was her mouth, he fretted a little, missing the warm suction that pleased him so. This was quickly remedied, though, as he pushed her down on his dick.

It was an odd position, with Vanessa balancing on the side of the bathtub and her son’s massive prick penetrating her, stretching her to the max. She used her arms to steady herself by putting them on James' shoulders. Meanwhile, her master and son took it upon himself to get a good handful of her rear, squeezing it hard and smacking it from time to time.

Vanessa began driving his dick in her by bouncing up and down on his lap. Each time she would drop, she let out a loud, high pitched yelp of pleasure. And each time she yelped, James would give a light groan and watch as her breasts bounced up and down with her movements.

From time to time, James would lean in and give her chest a nibble, or her neck a light lick, which made her purr and savor his body for a moment. She’d do this by pausing, shaking her hips on his cock a bit, and leaning in to suck on his tongue like a thirty little hound, desperate for a drink of any sort. Then, after a few seconds of this, she would resume her bouncing.

When James had his fill of this, he let go of her ass, grabbed a hand full of her tits and lifted her off by them. He thought, for a moment, this had hurt her, but she never said anything about it. Instead, she just gasped sharply and rose from his tool.

Then, when she was standing, her bent her over the other side of the tub, to where he legs were still in the water but her large bust hung over the side. She stuck her ass out in the air, like the bitch that she was and pushed herself back into him when he began fucking her. Gently, he applied his weight on her and leaned over her, reaching under and grabbing her breasts hard in his hands.

Her hard little nipples felt right there, as he rolled them between his fingers. She gave sharp yelps and squeals as she came, over and over. Then, when he was nearly finished, James pulled her off and dropped her to her knees before him.

With one hand he gripped her hair and jerked her up to where she was eye-level with his prick. His other hand was furiously fisting it as he readied himself to cum all over her.

“Yes! Cover my face in your delicious sperm!”

And he did. His dick let out one volley after another, successfully coating her face and hair in his cum. Then, she sucked his dick in her waiting mouth, where she allowed it to drain. When done, she pulled back, showed him her mouthful and swallowed it obediently. The kiss to his cock head followed and then she dunked her head under water.

Upon resurfacing, she gave him a childish grin. “We need to get cleaned up if we’re going to go seduce my mom!”