body and punish her as she deserved, yet her fingers deftly and quickly
did
their work. As the blouse slipped form her shoulders and fell to the
floor,
Jody sat back on the sofa to enjoy the entertainment. Shanti had been
right,
his mother was a pushover. She was responding exactly the way Shanti said
she would.
"Strip, slut! Show me everything!" he sneered.
In silent obedience, Claire discarded her skirt and shoes.
Her pantyhose were next and then she stood in front of her son in only
bra
and panties. At his urging, her hands went behind her and unsnapped the
bra,
but she held the cups in place as, despite her own overwhelmingly erotic
desires, she was also burning with shame to be standing in front of her
own
son nearly undressed.
He rose and walked to her.
Slap.
"Now, show me what you've got Claire, or get out!" He sat back down.
Slowly her hands released the bra and it fell to the floor, Claire
closing
her eyes, but unsuccessfully shutting out the feelings of total
degradation.
Jody's eyes widened as he saw the large breasts and nipples standing
straight and erect.
"Nice tits, Claire. Now show me the rest!" Burning with both erotic
excitement and shame, Claire slowly worked the black panties down and
off.
Claire Walker stood nude in front of her own son.
She burst out crying, her head in her hands, but he grabbed her by the
hair
and hit her twice viciously.
"Not a bad body for an older woman, Claire. But if you expect to keep me
from looking elsewhere, you'd better put out and you'd better be good."
Smiling, he motioned with his finger downward to his crotch. Claire's
eyes
pleaded, her head shook back and forth in a negative direction, but
slowly
she slid to her knees. Her hands went to his crotch and unzipped his
pants.
She looked up to find him smiling, superiority pervading his expression.
Taking his erect penis in her hand, Claire was amazed at its size for
such a
young man.
"Now Claire, let's see how good you are!"
"No Jody, please don't....."
He simply smiled and nodded in the affirmative.
She closed her eyes as she took the quivering shaft into her mouth.
Although
not as large as Drummond's had been, his rod nevertheless filled both
mouth
and throat and she took him back and forth between deep penetration of
her
throat and her lips and mouth, licking and sucking him to full erection.
"Now bitch, it's time!"
"You're going to punish me aren't you?" she asked in a voice now devoid
of
anything except masochistic lust.
He slapped her twice sending her onto her back on the carpeted floor.
"Show me,Claire!" All sense of propriety now washed away by her mindless
self vilification, fear, need for acceptance and sexual fulfillment, she
grabbed her ankles, spread her legs wide and raised them far in the air,
exposing every private recess of her body to the leering boy/man.
His clothes were quickly discarded and he knelt, his shaft inches away
from
her feverish nest.
"Want it Claire?" Do you want it?"
Her eyes went quickly from his eyes to his throbbing manhood and back
again.
She closed her eyes, unable to face the monstrousness of what she was
about
to do. But at the same time, she knew she wanted it, needed it, had to
have
it.
"Do you want it?" he repeated.
"Yes, Jody! Take me! TAKE ME!" She grunted as he fell into her with a
powerful thrust burying himself completely. In moments he withdrew and
placed his lance against her anus.
"YES, JODY! TAKE THAT TOO!" she screamed.
As her own body thrust to meet his and he buried himself in her rectum,
the
house resounded with her urgent cries.
"Yes! Punish me Jody! Deeper! Rip me open! Yes! Make it hurt! MAKE IT
HURT!"
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