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I started to pack my things. I didn't have much. A few tees, 2 pair of Jeans, a few undies and a towel. My toothbrush needed to be replaced.
I picked up my little bag and walked to the door. Just before leaving the room, I turned around and looked back to where I had spent my c***dhood. It always seemed big enough for me, until just now. I had outgrown that twin bed, the little desk and the lamp. My spiderman sheets looked c***dish and the action figures I played with all day looked even farther removed from where I stood now.
However, this room and all its contents had served me well. This is where I'd hide as my mother fucked her lovers and her johns. Sometimes I couldn't tell the difference and neither could she. She was addicted to sex. The only time I saw her happy was after she had been fucked by multiple men in the same day - her cunt overflowing with cum and her mouth covered with fresh male sperm. She didn't hide it. She bragged about it. She flaunted her naked body after each fuck, and looked at herself in the mirror. She was truly satiated then.
When I was little, she'd march out naked after her john left and into my room.
"Say it" she would tell me.
"Oh mom, you look so young and beautiful," I started the narrative she had taught me. "Your breasts are still firm and your nipples so succulent."
"I think I am old!" she'd say.
"No mother!" I'd shriek. "If you were old, would the young men fuck you and cum in you all day long?"
"Oh you! You are such a good boy. Come, mommy will feed you now."
I was at my mother's breast till I was 15. Imagine a fully grown boy sucking his naked and well fucked mother's tits and complementing her on her youth and beauty.
But all that stopped when I turned 16. I was in love with a girl named Candy. She was my age with big succulent tits, wide tits and a beautiful mouth. We had kissed. I knew what her tits felt like in the darkness of her room till we heard her mom or dad coming up the stairs. Then I'd go home only to find my naked mother sprawled on the couch, waiting for me to suck her tits.
I didn't want that anymore.
"You ready?"
Her voice brought me back.
"Yes" I replied and came to the living room. She was naked but for the pink stockings. It didn't surprise me.
"Give me a minute" she said pulling a micro mini skirt over her ample rear.
I watched as she put on a thin, white blouse that showed her braless tits clearly.
"You got everything you need?" she asked
"Yes"
"Here's a thousand to get you started."
I stared at her.
"Take it. You will need it." she said putting the wad of cash in my hands.
I tucked the cash in my front pocket. That was nice of her.
"We gotta make one stop on the way." she said and then suddenly turned around.
"Where are you going? Do you have a place?"
"Jimmy has a place of his own. I will stay with him for a few days"
"Oh. Ok. Lets go." she turned around again and bent over to pick up her bag. Her bleached anus spread open and its thick aroma filled my nostrils. I looked the other way.
We drove for an hour in our 99 Taurus. Her car looked as beat up as her asshole - both had had too many men inside them. The only difference perhaps was that while nature had healed my mother's rectum such that it always remained open and loose but didn't spill anything out, her car needed serious overhaul. The seat cover was torn at multiple places and there were numerous scratches on the dashboard. Most of the damage had occurred during her sex sessions in the car. The analogy made me smile.
"We are almost there" she said, peering out into the dark highway.
Ten minutes later we were standing in front of a house at the cul-de-sac of a residential street. It was quite large, almost 3000 feet with huge lawn in the front. A number of cars were parked in the driveway and all over the street. Faint music spilled out from the front door and living room windows facing the street.
Mom checked her makeup one last time and then put on her red pumps with almost 6 inch heels. She could barely walk in those and the raised shoe made her ass swing even more than normal. Her skirt did nothing to hide the pale flesh of her hips as she walked toward the door. I followed her.
When I entered the house, a young man ran to the door and shushed us. He was wearing nothing but a purple cock sleeve. His soft member bobbed up and down as he came toward us.
"They just started." he whispered. "Please be quiet."
Then he kissed my mother on both cheeks and ushered her in.
"You have to take your shoes off." he said looking over his shoulder at me.
"And your pants too."
"No. He is not joining the meeting." My mother said gently.
"Oh. I am sorry." he said as if he pitied me.
"Just your shoes then."
I followed them into the room.
There were at least a dozen women sitting around. The center of the room was occupied by a 20 or so young men and women, all in various stages of undress.
My mother sat on a plush, leather couch.
"Don't sit with the ladies" our usher warned me.
"Neither with the faithfuls." he said gesturing toward the young.
I found myself a corner and waited.
An old, almost 65 year old woman stood up. She was richly adorned with pearls around her neck, classy, silk black dress that hugged her plump figure and black leather shoes.
"Ladies!" she said looking around. Despite her age she had a good vibrant voice that sounded very confident.
"Ten years ago when I started bam, I didn't know how quickly we will grow. We have chapters all over the country as well as in France, England and Norway. Our first meeting in Sweden took place just a month ago and already there are 300 couples who have applied for the membership. I knew I was helping others but bam's growing popularity is a proof that we are serving the society each day."
"Bam?" I mouthed to my usher.
"Boys and Mothers" he whispered into my ears. "We teach couples how to be better mothers and sons and help each other grow. Gloria is our founder."
"My own son Gary, was 25 when I told him what I expected him to do. He of course was livid at first but soon understood and helped me establish the club." Gloria continued.
"Gary honey." she said.
A balding, small man stood up. He was barely 5' 2", thin and with a very small penis. Despite all his short comings, the man looked happy though. He smiled and turned all the way around to greet all the ladies.
Everybody nodded to acknowledge the founders.
"Since that day," Gloria continued, "a number of you have been liberated - liberated from your sexless marriages, bad relationships and sad existence."
"Lets hear from a couple who wants to share their sotry today."
Gloria gestured toward a middle aged, thin woman with a long face topped off by a tight bun pulling her hair back. She had beige mascara on her small eyes, and a hint of rogue. Like gloria she was wearing expensive jewelery around her neck that fell down to her black see through blouse. She had almost no breasts to speak of. Her midriff was bare and I could see a diamond protruding from her navel. She had small, black panties thigh high leather boots.
"Hello everybody, my name is Kimber."
"Hello Lady Kimber" the group of boys and girls in the middle chimed.
"I am here with my daighter Kayla. "
A rather large girl stood up in the back of the room. She was easily 6 feet tall and looked very different from her mother. She had a very pretty face with luscious lips, large eyes and high cheekbones. She got her looks from her dad's side. Her tits were so large that she held them up in a hard, wired bra with conical cups. Like her mother, she was wearing small black panties and thigh high boots.
"Three years ago, Kayla's father left us. For months I cried. I didn't eat, shower or stepped out of the house. It was then that Kayla came home from college."
"I found Lady Kimber passed out in the bathroom." Kayla said in a surprisingly sing song voice.
"I lifted her up and carried her to her bed."
"Kayla was strong that I thought Roger had come back." Lady Kimber continued the story.
"When I woke up, Kayla was in the kitchen. She told me what had happened and I cried some more."
The mother hesitated and looked at her daughter.
"Its okay mom. Go on.." Kayla encouraged her.
"Well, we had dinner and some wine that night and Kayla talked to me about BAM. I loved the diea and that very night we drove to our first meeting. Under Gloria's watchful eye, Kayla took the oath of servitutude. I had sex with a few men while she helped. After they left, Kayla rimmed my anus. My husband had never even touched my asshole but Kayla showed me how beautiful and sexy it can be. I think I came more time in her mouth than while having sex."
Lady Kimber paushed and looked around.
"From that day Kayla and I ahve attended every single meeting. We enjoy helping couples. Those of you who want to have sex with me are welcome to, as long as my daughter can clean up after me. If this is your first time, you can even watch us or ask us any questions."
There was a round of applause and the two ladies sat down.
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I started to pack my things. I didn't have much. A few tees, 2 pair of Jeans, a few undies and a towel. My toothbrush needed to be replaced.
I picked up my little bag and walked to the door. Just before leaving the room, I turned around and looked back to where I had spent my c***dhood. It always seemed big enough for me, until just now. I had outgrown that twin bed, the little desk and the lamp. My spiderman sheets looked c***dish and the action figures I played with all day looked even farther removed from where I stood now.
However, this room and all its contents had served me well. This is where I'd hide as my mother fucked her lovers and her johns. Sometimes I couldn't tell the difference and neither could she. She was addicted to sex. The only time I saw her happy was after she had been fucked by multiple men in the same day - her cunt overflowing with cum and her mouth covered with fresh male sperm. She didn't hide it. She bragged about it. She flaunted her naked body after each fuck, and looked at herself in the mirror. She was truly satiated then.
When I was little, she'd march out naked after her john left and into my room.
"Say it" she would tell me.
"Oh mom, you look so young and beautiful," I started the narrative she had taught me. "Your breasts are still firm and your nipples so succulent."
"I think I am old!" she'd say.
"No mother!" I'd shriek. "If you were old, would the young men fuck you and cum in you all day long?"
"Oh you! You are such a good boy. Come, mommy will feed you now."
I was at my mother's breast till I was 15. Imagine a fully grown boy sucking his naked and well fucked mother's tits and complementing her on her youth and beauty.
But all that stopped when I turned 16. I was in love with a girl named Candy. She was my age with big succulent tits, wide tits and a beautiful mouth. We had kissed. I knew what her tits felt like in the darkness of her room till we heard her mom or dad coming up the stairs. Then I'd go home only to find my naked mother sprawled on the couch, waiting for me to suck her tits.
I didn't want that anymore.
"You ready?"
Her voice brought me back.
"Yes" I replied and came to the living room. She was naked but for the pink stockings. It didn't surprise me.
"Give me a minute" she said pulling a micro mini skirt over her ample rear.
I watched as she put on a thin, white blouse that showed her braless tits clearly.
"You got everything you need?" she asked
"Yes"
"Here's a thousand to get you started."
I stared at her.
"Take it. You will need it." she said putting the wad of cash in my hands.
I tucked the cash in my front pocket. That was nice of her.
"We gotta make one stop on the way." she said and then suddenly turned around.
"Where are you going? Do you have a place?"
"Jimmy has a place of his own. I will stay with him for a few days"
"Oh. Ok. Lets go." she turned around again and bent over to pick up her bag. Her bleached anus spread open and its thick aroma filled my nostrils. I looked the other way.
We drove for an hour in our 99 Taurus. Her car looked as beat up as her asshole - both had had too many men inside them. The only difference perhaps was that while nature had healed my mother's rectum such that it always remained open and loose but didn't spill anything out, her car needed serious overhaul. The seat cover was torn at multiple places and there were numerous scratches on the dashboard. Most of the damage had occurred during her sex sessions in the car. The analogy made me smile.
"We are almost there" she said, peering out into the dark highway.
Ten minutes later we were standing in front of a house at the cul-de-sac of a residential street. It was quite large, almost 3000 feet with huge lawn in the front. A number of cars were parked in the driveway and all over the street. Faint music spilled out from the front door and living room windows facing the street.
Mom checked her makeup one last time and then put on her red pumps with almost 6 inch heels. She could barely walk in those and the raised shoe made her ass swing even more than normal. Her skirt did nothing to hide the pale flesh of her hips as she walked toward the door. I followed her.
When I entered the house, a young man ran to the door and shushed us. He was wearing nothing but a purple cock sleeve. His soft member bobbed up and down as he came toward us.
"They just started." he whispered. "Please be quiet."
Then he kissed my mother on both cheeks and ushered her in.
"You have to take your shoes off." he said looking over his shoulder at me.
"And your pants too."
"No. He is not joining the meeting." My mother said gently.
"Oh. I am sorry." he said as if he pitied me.
"Just your shoes then."
I followed them into the room.
There were at least a dozen women sitting around. The center of the room was occupied by a 20 or so young men and women, all in various stages of undress.
My mother sat on a plush, leather couch.
"Don't sit with the ladies" our usher warned me.
"Neither with the faithfuls." he said gesturing toward the young.
I found myself a corner and waited.
An old, almost 65 year old woman stood up. She was richly adorned with pearls around her neck, classy, silk black dress that hugged her plump figure and black leather shoes.
"Ladies!" she said looking around. Despite her age she had a good vibrant voice that sounded very confident.
"Ten years ago when I started bam, I didn't know how quickly we will grow. We have chapters all over the country as well as in France, England and Norway. Our first meeting in Sweden took place just a month ago and already there are 300 couples who have applied for the membership. I knew I was helping others but bam's growing popularity is a proof that we are serving the society each day."
"Bam?" I mouthed to my usher.
"Boys and Mothers" he whispered into my ears. "We teach couples how to be better mothers and sons and help each other grow. Gloria is our founder."
"My own son Gary, was 25 when I told him what I expected him to do. He of course was livid at first but soon understood and helped me establish the club." Gloria continued.
"Gary honey." she said.
A balding, small man stood up. He was barely 5' 2", thin and with a very small penis. Despite all his short comings, the man looked happy though. He smiled and turned all the way around to greet all the ladies.
Everybody nodded to acknowledge the founders.
"Since that day," Gloria continued, "a number of you have been liberated - liberated from your sexless marriages, bad relationships and sad existence."
"Lets hear from a couple who wants to share their sotry today."
Gloria gestured toward a middle aged, thin woman with a long face topped off by a tight bun pulling her hair back. She had beige mascara on her small eyes, and a hint of rogue. Like gloria she was wearing expensive jewelery around her neck that fell down to her black see through blouse. She had almost no breasts to speak of. Her midriff was bare and I could see a diamond protruding from her navel. She had small, black panties thigh high leather boots.
"Hello everybody, my name is Kimber."
"Hello Lady Kimber" the group of boys and girls in the middle chimed.
"I am here with my daighter Kayla. "
A rather large girl stood up in the back of the room. She was easily 6 feet tall and looked very different from her mother. She had a very pretty face with luscious lips, large eyes and high cheekbones. She got her looks from her dad's side. Her tits were so large that she held them up in a hard, wired bra with conical cups. Like her mother, she was wearing small black panties and thigh high boots.
"Three years ago, Kayla's father left us. For months I cried. I didn't eat, shower or stepped out of the house. It was then that Kayla came home from college."
"I found Lady Kimber passed out in the bathroom." Kayla said in a surprisingly sing song voice.
"I lifted her up and carried her to her bed."
"Kayla was strong that I thought Roger had come back." Lady Kimber continued the story.
"When I woke up, Kayla was in the kitchen. She told me what had happened and I cried some more."
The mother hesitated and looked at her daughter.
"Its okay mom. Go on.." Kayla encouraged her.
"Well, we had dinner and some wine that night and Kayla talked to me about BAM. I loved the diea and that very night we drove to our first meeting. Under Gloria's watchful eye, Kayla took the oath of servitutude. I had sex with a few men while she helped. After they left, Kayla rimmed my anus. My husband had never even touched my asshole but Kayla showed me how beautiful and sexy it can be. I think I came more time in her mouth than while having sex."
Lady Kimber paushed and looked around.
"From that day Kayla and I ahve attended every single meeting. We enjoy helping couples. Those of you who want to have sex with me are welcome to, as long as my daughter can clean up after me. If this is your first time, you can even watch us or ask us any questions."
There was a round of applause and the two ladies sat down.
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