I was pissed that his dad was pimping my mother, but what I really wanted to know was that all he was doing. I was becoming short of breath, with excitement. Finally, with Red holding her up by one arm and Jimmy the other, Billy flashed the first picture. As another man laid my mother back on top of the table to fuck her, he used her tits as handles as he bounced her back and forth on his cock, till he came. I ran up the stairs skipping every other step and slammed open the back door; yelling for her. When the man lifted her legs up and buried his face into her pussy, she just closed her eyes. We suddenly were very busy with requests, and were enjoying the new found side business of exhibiting a naked grown woman. The muscles of her vagina tighten hard against my fingers. Fucking whore. He took a hold of her head and forced her to blow him at a great speed. Suddenly in my mind I wondered if this were nothing but a practical joke being played on me. He said he would show them to her later that day, and he would never show them to anyone as long as she did what he told her to. Her answer was friendly and so were the next few moments of small talk. There she was hanging limply with her bare breasts hanging down, her private area—not so private now; clad only in her girdle and nylons. She looked at me for a moment as I went on to explain, we wanted her to be nude; then looking away she let out a long sigh. My eyes were almost adjusted to the dim light and I stepped slowly thru the inner door determined not to act embarrassed if this all were nothing but a joke. Sweating and panting she dismounted the bike, and as instructed, started to do jumping-jacks. Red told me it was over and I better get home. The moment of truth was at hand! It was the best of both worlds, as the others soon discovered: As Red and I held her, Jimmy, Ed, Tommy and Billy pulled her up and secured the rope to a hook placed into the window ledge behind the couch. Around ten that night just after my dad left for his second job, we gathered in the entranceway of the apartment building across the way from mine. I felt like a condemned man going to his execution as I walked into the kitchen of our apartment. We all had nude pictures of my mother and had began to show them to others, careful of course not to let her identity be known. I was told not to worry; just go home, it was just a matter of my mother knowing exactly what we wanted. Jimmy smiled ear to ear and gleefully told me my mother had just gone inside. Then quietly we slipped between two tall Lilac bushes placing us at one of the front windows of the apartment. For the rest of the summer the scene at my apartment would be repeated at each of the others homes.
She reluctantly did and they moved in on her. They headed towards us heading too another room. There she was laying face down totally past out. Normally the balcony would be closed, but this afternoon, it would be open for us, thanks to two of the older boys that worked as ushers. I did as she told me. I was becoming short of breath, with excitement. The man was a drunk and a con man who had minor brushes with the law throughout his life. But we got a lot more though the next few years. I sat to one side of my mother and Red to the other. I turned to Billy and asked if he had his camera. With that Sam began collecting ten dollars from each man. When I told her I saw no one other than my friends, she came out and started down the steps, with me following her. As my mother appeared he picked up a camera and snapped a picture. My mother closed her eyes crying. The phone rang, and I knew it was Red asking her to stop over on her way to work to help him— he was sick and his parents were gone. My mother absolutely refused to go there with us.
The dress fell to her feet, after a slight pause, her slip fell to her feet. Finally I got up enough nerve to go face her. But as my cock hardened I nodded my head that I wanted her to do it. My eyes were almost adjusted to the dim light and I stepped slowly thru the inner door determined not to act embarrassed if this all were nothing but a joke. My mother tits were bouncing back and forth so lovely. She was in shock and refused to believe him and demanded to see the pics. It was just too inviting. My friends all told my how much fun they were having playing with my mother. He smiled and said she could make it a happy ending. I invited each one of the others to come and play. Again when my mother left the room Red leaned forward and in an excited almost breathless voice told me my mother was our sex slave! Red licked his lips and said thank you. As I stood in the doorway, I looked down at the always opened hide-a-bed. I took and slipped the straps of her slip and bra down over her shoulder as did Red, then we each slipped one end of the respective belt under each of her arm pits, we fastened them just as we would have with our own pants. My heart pounded with the excitement of it all. Once in our classroom we turned on the lights, for it was now dark outside, then told my mother to take off her cloths. Billy said how he would like to tie her up and shove a dildo up that nice ass of hers. She reached behind her back and unclipped her bra with tears running freely now. As he talked, his three hundred pound wife had come up behind us and went into their flat. Less than a week after our first time with my mother, I had been out playing baseball with Red and some friends at a park near by; it was evening and getting dark so we were heading home. He swirled his tongue as he sucked her nipples till they hardened. It would be two years later, after the first time I had taught her how to suck cock that she related how she had hid under the table, how my mother stood leaning on the table with her legs spread wide apart. The money was for him to go amuse himself. Jimmy laughed and said she almost gave him and Red a heart attack when they tried to pull her inside. I jumped when Jimmy asked me if I agreed that her nipples felt like erasers; I nodded my head yes. It was a very long time before she realized that half of the guys in the balcony had been feeling her tits.
We hurried in the storeroom door and cautiously peered around the flimsy curtain that hung between the inner door and the poker tables. That was part of the plan. The three of us talked just as always. I remember my mother politely asking the man not to make her do this. I must admit I got excited seeing it. She slid her hands inside them and pushed them down. Soon he felt like he was about to explode so he made sure he shot his full load down her throat. Then with amazement I watched the cock slip in and out of her cunt with cum covering it. I smiled when I seen the look of awe on there faces. My brother had gotten up early too and was on his way to a caddying job that he had just gotten, and would take him away for the day. Our eyes on the other hand scanned her tits and hairy cunt. Jimmy smiled ear to ear and gleefully told me my mother had just gone inside. Red; every time he wanted her to do something would start by asking her— -Mrs. Finally Red and I began to explore her pubic area. Then it hit me— what if she past out on the sidewalk or something. Red elbowed me as her lovely round pink ass was thrust toward us as she bent to remove the pants from around her ankles. Attitudes toward rape heavily ran toward the feeling that the woman was not the victim but really wanted it to happen, and was somehow a tinted lady. Just like Red said she would tell me. Around ten that night just after my dad left for his second job, we gathered in the entranceway of the apartment building across the way from mine. His eyes marveled at her full bush and cunt. The over weight man then dropped his pants and pulled out a man sized hard-on. We all had looks of awe on our faces.
With that she knew what was going to happen, but she made no complaints or protests— she just went inside. He took great pains to spread her ass apart and show us her asshole. The slaps were hard and could be heard outside. I invited each one of the others to come and play. My mother had mascara all over her cheeks from her crying. You know how some had baseball cards to show off? Finally Red and I began to explore her pubic area. They of course got worse from there, but true to his word her face was air brushed out. Red and I held her legs wide apart for a picture. Then she removed her slip. How she watched her daddy stick his fingers into her bottom: The men cheered and laughed as she wiggled herself out of her girdle. That night I laid in bed thinking things over and found myself getting more and more aroused by the fact that my mother was being publicly fucked. As he fucked my mother, I could hear the faint hum of a movie camera. As two more men came into the flat I was thinking how dangerous that might be. Our eyes on the other hand scanned her tits and hairy cunt. My father was a hard working guy that held down two laborers jobs and was built like a bull and just as strong and just as mean when he wanted to be. Sweating and panting she dismounted the bike, and as instructed, started to do jumping-jacks. One man was a bit angry about having to stop his card-playing saying that she better be awfully damned good. My thoughts as to what was going on inside were interrupted by Red who tapped on the window. Very nice. I finished stirring the powder into the drink when I heard her come to the table with her usual cheery good morning. She began to gag a bit as the heavy woman thrust her pussy into her face. When I let my hand, drop to between her legs and began to play with her hair, she groaned and asked me not to do that. Red shot his load deep inside her again. She asked me if I was all right— I looked awfully tired. She hesitated then with a look from Reds father she grimly did so.
His logic was that no mother could stop loving her son or let him or his friends get in trouble. Ed and Billy had hung the harness we had made to the front two hooks and were attaching the harness to the rope hanging from the hook in the back of the triangle. The music was off now and amid the low mummers of some men, you could hear the hide-a-bed squeak and groan. Then with a groan he pulled it out of her mouth shooting a long stream of cum onto her face. The muscles of her vagina tighten hard against my fingers. My heart pounded with the excitement of it all. As I stood in the doorway, I looked down at the always opened hide-a-bed. I stared at her as she put down the phone and let out a big yawn. As we looked in as best we could, we could every now and then see a man on top of my mother. Then I touched her nipple with the tips of my fingers then like Red; I held it between my two fingers. I watched intently as the cock slipped in and out harder and faster. We all had nude pictures of my mother and had began to show them to others, careful of course not to let her identity be known. As I looped a cord around one of her wrists, she made one last request; making me swear not to let the others fuck her. With some pride I thought to myself wait till you see them.
Soon after the kids left things really got out of control. As we walked the three flights of stairs we listened for the janitors, but heard no one. In truth I was very tired: She bent over and took one in her mouth and made slurping sounds. She did just that. He just angrily looked at her and said keep going. Inside I felt like jelly, but at the same time after seeing her fucked in public and sucking cock, made it easy for me to approach her— after my dad left for work, and my brother went out with his friends. When she appeared, she was dressed in her Sunday best. Our fingers landed on a protrusion of flesh and as we rubbed and stroked it we felt it thicken. It all started the summer of in Chicago. He stepped behind her and held her breasts in his hands. All that her last request did was to make me more excited, and with some force my hand and fingers began to squeeze her pussy. His eyes marveled at her full bush and cunt. Red shot his load deep inside her again. With that Sam began collecting ten dollars from each man. It was just too inviting. But this day I had no drug to put into the cup: Red just stood there with a smile on his face watching the show. I stared intently at the pinkness of her partially open vagina.
She faced us as she began her toe touches, as her fingers touched the floor she was told to count to twenty before straightening up. Red knelt on his knees along with Jimmy and began to part her most private lips. If he only knew! The rest of the night nothing further was said about what I had asked her to do. Again she was only a foot in front of us. Red smiled and walked over to her and told her to bend over for him. A theater that had a dark balcony!! She stood momentarily by herself facing all the eager men. But there was no one around to see. I remember my mother politely asking the man not to make her do this. When I called out to him, Red came running over waiving a ten dollar bill. After a moment of silence, she asked me with a rather disappointed tone in her voice, if it was something I wanted her to do. Red shot his load deep inside her again. Most of us darted back up the stairs. That she would end up in a divorce and would be known through out the town as a child molester and her son would be seen the rest of his life as a pervert. Red told me it was over and I better get home. Then I touched her nipple with the tips of my fingers then like Red; I held it between my two fingers. Sure we all agreed we could not fuck her: His balls were slapping against her at an increasing speed. Finally Red and I began to explore her pubic area. There was the usual cup of coffee on the kitchen table, and with trembling hands I poured the powder I had been given by Jimmy into the coffee. She told me to close the door and lock it, then politely she asked Billy and Tommy to cover the small window. Billy said how he would like to tie her up and shove a dildo up that nice ass of hers. But most of the sweat came from the fact that my heart was pounding so hard that I thought it was going to jump out of my chest. What do you think your husband will think? As Red and I held her, Jimmy, Ed, Tommy and Billy pulled her up and secured the rope to a hook placed into the window ledge behind the couch.
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Myself I was too interested in watching the man fucking my mother doggy style.
But not in those words. But then again he said to go ahead and have fun. Nor did Tommy and Ed who both protested the most, that this was all wrong.