TOMMY TAKES CHARGE OF HIS MOM

BY KENNA
kenna198401@aol.com

[ part 2 ]

"I may be horny, but that goddamn octopus can go hang!" came a ragged and angry snarl from the front hall.

Tommy scrambled to get his clothes, Lisa still laid supine, arm across her eyes. She hadn't heard a thing. He grabbed for his clothes quickly, but not in time.

"TOMMY! LISA!" screamed his mother. "Young man, there had better be an explanation for all this.” Her face was clenched into a look of outrage. She was obviously not pleased. Her eyes burned with anger beyond whatever indignities her date had levied upon her. "You slut!" this directed at Lisa. "I thought I could trust you with my boy. He is only a boy! You shouldn't do this with him. And you, you little fool. . Sex is a powerful emotional act, something you would be best wai... "

Then she met his eyes. "...ting for... until you...” Her voice faded away. Her face went blank, the same response Lisa had had. A long pause occurred. At last he realized he could control his mother as well as he had controlled the babysitter. She was entranced.

"Mom," he said, with trepidation. Lisa was one thing. Turning her into a sex toy was just living out a fantasy he was familiar with. Mom though, she was in charge of his whole life. He wasn't sure this would work on her. But damn, after seeing her decked out tonight, so pretty.

"Yes, Tommy," came the flat response.

"You really want to love me, don't you?"

"Yes, Tommy."

Lisa had looked up, somewhat surprised. She was concerned how Tommy’s mother responded to her temporary ward. It wasn't quite natural. She knew Tommy had taken his mother over. Lisa pondered a moment then decided she couldn't have Tommy's mother telling people she'd screwed a kid. She now hoped Tommy would succeed.

Tommy caught the movement of Lisa’s head. He needed to keep her under control while he worked on his mom. He kept his eyes on his mom, hoping that his control over Lisa would last. “Lisa, put your hands on the wall.” He could tell out of the corner of his eye that she did as she was told. “Now, your hands are stuck to the wall. Don’t move until I tell you.”

He turned his attention back on his mom. His control had started to waver, but he caught her and took her back. "You want to have sex badly, don't you, a lot recently?"

"Yes, Tommy, it isn't the same since your father passed away.” Her voice droned, almost asleep.

"You want it to stay in the family. You want me to make love to you now."

"No, Tommy, no. It's not right for a mother to do that with her son, no.” Her head tried to shake as she spoke. Her eyes remained locked on Tommy’s though.

"You want it to stay in the family. You want me to make love to you now.” The tone in his voice became more commanding. Her pupils dilated. She began to nod.

"Yes. I want you, Tommy. I want your touch."

"Good idea, Mom. It'll be entirely your idea when you think about what we do. When you snap out of it, you'll feel very horny. Lisa's here, but you don't really care, do you?"

"No. Lisa seems to be your lover. I don't mind that she's here," she droned.

"Good," he walked over to her. Cautiously, without taking his eyes off hers, he felt his mother’s breasts through the fabric of her blouse. The nipples rose, hardening under his hand. "My touch will be very arousing, you'll want more of it as we get going."

"Ohhhh," she moaned, eyes remaining locked to his.

"You'll do whatever I command you. Even when I'm not looking in your eyes, understand?"

"Yessss," her body swayed, anxious for contact with her son's hands as they took liberties with her private parts. Her breath was becoming more regular, a rhythm of desire and arousal growing in her.

He looked away from mom's eyes. They rolled up, eyelids fluttering in response to the sexual fires growing inside of her. He started to part the blouse, opening to allow himself a better view of her lovely white breasts. His mother gasped as he touched the exposed skin. He unsnapped the front snap of the bra she'd worn, an interestingly sloped article angling down from the shoulders. Her breasts fell free, their weight forcing an ever so slight sag. He suckled at the erect nipples. He felt mom pull his head closer; she was lost in her sensations. A thunk sound signaled her purse hitting the floor.

Tommy remembered Lisa. He looked quickly over at her and then his eyes lingered. She was pulling at the wall, trying to free her hands, but they just wouldn’t come off the wall. He saw her long legs, running up to that nice ass. Her tits jiggled as she struggled with the wall. She looked guiltily over at him, knowing that she wasn’t supposed to be fighting his mental control. "Lisa, come over here. Help me undress mom. You will join us." Having received her latest command, she moved swiftly to his side. She began to undo the skirt mom was wearing. Mom's eyes opened in surprise, but quickly hazed over again as he touched her breasts again.

Tommy eased mom's blouse over her shoulders, allowing it to drop. Carefully, having never really handled a bra before, he eased the undergarment off too. His mother stood, anxious for attention, with no more than her heels, stockings, and panties remaining to cover her. He shook a little as he pulled closer to mom. His lips met hers, the soft plush moistness felt wonderful. She responded, slipping her tongue past his lips and teeth. He discovered the pleasant joy of locking his tongue in combat with hers. He drew back.

"Come," he said, taking the sitter and his mother by the hand. He led them into the middle of the room. "Lie down, let's get comfortable."

"Good idea," mom answered.

His prick, entertained so well already by Lisa, had risen to its stiff form again. He sat astride mom's lower abdomen and began to feel her creamy breasts, rubbing his prick in between. Tommy slid his prick between his mother's tits, lubricated now with the sweat of her arousal. Mom's face tilted forward, tongue licking at the tip of his cock whenever it slid far enough towards her lips to catch. The contact from her pink tongue shot jolts of sexual pleasure through his groin. Tommy felt the clenching of his muscles. He started to come. His mother tried to catch his jism in her mouth, but some of it splattered over her chin. Tommy grunted again, and started rubbing mom's nipples. His mother rolled at his touch. Lisa, kneeling to the side, looked confused. She watched, uncertain what to do.

"Lick mom clean, Lisa," he directed. Lisa hesitated. Then she bent down and started to clean Tommy's mother off with her tongue.

"You like mom a lot, Lisa. You think making out with her would be cool. Mom, you want Lisa to join in the fun. You'll do whatever you can to help get her off." Mom started to respond to the administrations Lisa provided. She pulled Lisa's oval face with its perfect pink-red lips to her own. The two women smeared the remaining semen between them, tasting each other’s heated lust. Tommy, feeling spent, pulled back to watch. He sat up on the couch. Mom worked herself out of the panties she'd worn. Then she rolled to her side, pulling Lisa down beside her. Lisa allowed herself to be pulled into mom's arms, her full breasts rubbing against the pair mom displayed so well. The two women started to grind against each other's legs and groin. They had become a rolling mass of writhing women. The rhythm picked up as they began to pinch and pull at each other's nipples.

"Mnnng! AAHH! OOhh, yess.” The moaning was impossible to assign to either of them. Then mom began to come, and it was apparent finally who it was that screamed. She shook her head about wildly, gritting her teeth with the pleasure of orgasm. The babysitter was suddenly overcome by orgasmic pleasure as well, thrashing about recklessly, the girl's loose hair seemed to be everywhere. They pulled into each other, holding tight after the sexual fury. Both coming down together, in each other's arms.

Tommy was pleased with his new ability. He'd never need to masturbate again with mom here to service his needs. He grinned. Lisa would be visiting a lot more often too.

Tommy awoke from the couch and rubbed his eyes. The first thing he noticed was mom and Lisa still in the middle of the room where he had left them. It wasn't a dream. Both women were fully naked and tightly wrapped in each other sleeping in a peaceful embrace. The last thing Tommy remembered was telling Lisa to help mom get off and he had curled up on the couch to watch the run. He must have fallen asleep, and so did they. It was 5 am now. Time to do the chores. Tommy went over to his clothes where he and Lisa had played strip rummy, but Tommy stopped. It was a warm morning. He and his mom lived on the small farm his father had left them when he died. There were quite rural, and it was not yet light, no one was around, and he had never been outside without any clothes on before. It was Friday and the school bus didn't arrive for another 3 hrs, and there were some things he wanted to ask mom about, so to save time he decided to just do the chores nude. He looked in on the two women, and let them sleep, Lisa's head resting on mom's beautiful tits.

Tommy went outside into the warm morning; it was a weird sensation feeling the air around his prick, and ass. The soft dirt of the yard squished between his toes. Tommy felt himself itching and when he got into the bar and turned on the light, he noticed his prick was covered in a shiny stiff glaze. He shrugged and picked up the feed bucket. He made sure that Blackie, their young pony, had water and gave him a fresh bale of hay and a bucket of oats, then he let the sheep out into the pasture and fed the other horses. As he approached the house Tommy smelled bacon, curious he walked in. There was mom in her pink satin robe by the stove cooking breakfast. Lisa was still asleep and still nude. "Mom?” Tommy asked. Mom turned with a smile that quickly melted

"WHAT are you DOING NAKED young man? You know better than THAT!"

Tommy was taken by surprise, "Mom, don't you remember.” Mom reached out and caught his wrist and Tommy felt her hand swat his bare ass. "Mom! STOP!!!" Tommy stood there in his mother's grasp, tears welled in his eye's from the sting on his ass and he waited for the next swat, but nothing happened. Tommy opened his eyes, tears rolling down his cheeks, but his mother stood there, a blank expression on her face her one hand raised while the other held his wrist. "Lemme go!"

He fell as she opened her grasp. Tommy wondered what was going on. Then he remembered, of course she didn't remember last night, he told her not to! But he had told her to obey him, even when she wasn't looking into his eyes. Tommy rubbed his ass, the red outline of Mom's hand there, apparently outside of his commands she would react normally.

He moved in front of mom. Tommy looked up. "Look at me, Mom." Mom turned her head, her pretty red hair falling over her shoulders. When her eyes met Tommy's glowing red eyes, her expression grew more serene, and her mouth dropped open. Tommy moved forward to kiss her, pushing his tongue into her mouth as she had shown him how to do last night, and was rewarded with her own tongue gently massaging his, then she gently began to suck on it and Tommy felt the glaze on his prick crackle as he got stiff again, then with a surprise he noticed his mother had the same glaze around her mouth. Tommy broke the kiss.

"What ya making for breakfast?"

"Bacon and scrambled eggs juice and toast" she replied, immediately smiling and going back to her cooking

"Mom, from now on when were alone you won't care if I am naked"

Mom frowned, "Tommy, you CAN'T go around naked, it's not right"

Tommy sighed, there was that resistance again. "Mom," she looked at him, again and with a more firm voice he said "The animals don't wear clothes, and when we’re alone it's OK if I don’t want to wear any." Mom seemed to think about that a moment, then nodded and went back to her cooking. Tommy started to tell mom to make him chocolate cake for breakfast but then thought better of it. She was an adult and knew a lot of things he didn't. If he changed that, someone was bound to find out and stop him, and he had far too much fun last night to allow that to happen. So he said nothing. Mom served breakfast, still 2 hours for the bus

"Mom, why don't you take off that robe?"

"Tommy! Stop talking like that or I'll wash your mouth out with soap!"

Tommy sighed again, he had asked her. He had to get used to his newfound power. Tommy again made eye contact. "Mom, it's very warm out, you'd feel much cooler if you took your robe off." Mom loosened her collar and began to fan herself as Tommy watched her eat, and munched on his own bacon. "The heat is really up" he said.

Tommy watched with a smile as mom slid the robe from her shoulders and as he suspected she was naked as a jaybird underneath, at least what he could see. The table hid her bottom half. But her wonderful full tits were in Tommy’s full view. Tommy stared at her as he ate, and she seemed to take no notice. "Mom, why do woman have tits, and men don't?"

Mom smiled, "You'll find out when you're older."

"Mom, tell me NOW."

Mom seemed to consider this, fighting it, then she said, "You do have tits, Tommy, just not as big."

"Why not?"

"Because men don't give milk.”

"You give milk? Like a cow?"

Mom frowned "Tommy, a woman is not an animal, but all mammals give milk. Remember when your cat had kittens?"

“Yeah," said Tommy. "You wouldn't let me watch."

"Yes, but remember how the kittens nursed?"

Tommy nodded, "Did I nurse from you when I was a baby?"

Tommy watched his mother close her eyes and sigh, her breasts losing some of their sag, "Yes, Tommy."

Seeing an opening Tommy moved around the table to gently run a finger over his mother's nipples, "Did it feel good?"

She nodded again.

"Mom, tell me about sex, you enjoy telling me...you want to tell me...and show me. I want to know what to do with Lisa.” Mom got up without a word, Tommy looked between her legs and beneath the soft red fur he saw the soft opening he had put his prick into on Lisa. She took his hand and went back into the living room where Lisa slept

Tommy smiled, "Lay on the couch, your arms feel like lead. So do your legs. You’re just too tired to move them. Mom, lay down," and Tommy opened her legs for her and gazed at the soft fleshy mound. "What is this, Mother?" he said, feeling the thick lips with his fingers. He was satisfied to hear his mother's voice go up some and see her stiffen as she had when he had suckled on her tits

"That’s my vagina, Tommy. That feels...um...VERY nice.”

Tommy smiled, "It's not your pussy?"

Mom frowned again, "That’s vulgar, but some people call it that.”

Tommy smiled, "Mom, you just forgot you ever heard the word vagina, and you forgot the word breast and butt, you can use any other word but not those. Now... what is this?

Mom started to reply, then her eyebrows grew together, "It's...my...twat, yes that’s it, my twat...or you can call it pussy if you like.”

Tommy was getting harder as he heard his mother say this. "So the whole thing is a vagina?"

"A what? No, it's a pussy," she closed her eyes as Tommy ran his fingers along the outside of the thick lips, "and those are my labia, or lips. They are VERY sensitive.”

Tommy grinned again, "Show me where I put my prick when we have sex."

Mom raised her arm very slowly, like it was heavy and she spread the lips brushing the red hair out of the way, Tommy noticed Lisa had awakened and was kneeling next to him, his hand went to her black hair and he began to run his fingers thru it.

"There are 2 passages Tommy, one I pee thru.” She pointed to the back of her pussy, then her finger came near the front and slipped in a short ways and lifted, Tommy could see a small pink passageway with a small nub of flesh on the top. "This is where you put your cock."

Curious, Tommy reached out and slid his finger in, his finger rubbed the nub of flesh and mom gasped almost as if in pain. "What is it?” Tommy asked, suddenly concerned

"That is my clitoris, Tommy. It's what makes me orgasm, like the head of your penis."

"My what?"

"Your penis," she replied, pointing to Tommy's erect prick.

"Mom, Lisa, you just forgot the word penis.”

Lisa nodded, "It's a Popsicle."

Tommy smiled; he had told her that when he needed her to think that so she'd suck on it.

Mom looked at Lisa, "It's a cock."

Tommy interrupted, "What is below my Popsicle, Lisa?"

"You’re balls, Tommy."

Mom tried to get up but couldn't, "Don’t use those words in front of my SON! You stupid slut! That’s his scrotum! And his testicles"

Tommy smiled and soon mom forgot those words as well. "Mom, I have to get ready for school. Lisa, do you have classes today?"

“No, Tommy," she replied. "I have a long weekend, planned with...planned with..."

Tommy smiled, he had told her to forget her boyfriend Roger. "Planned with me right?

Lisa frowned, then nodded slowly, "Yes, that was it.”

“Good then, Mom, my cock looks like a really good breakfast vitamin...suck it.”

Mom hesitated, "I can't Tommy, and that's disgusting. Your father used to want me to do that.”

"You feel light now, mom, and you remember how nice dad tasted.”

Mom bit her lower lip, then leaned her head into her young son's lap. Tommy put his hand on the back of her head as he felt her warm slippery lips engulf his cock and she began to nurse. "That’s good, Mom, think of it like you’re a baby nursing from your mommy's tit."

Tommy smiled at Lisa "Lisa, are there any pornography shops near college?” Lisa looked disgusted and nodded. "You’ve always wanted to go into one."

Lisa looked up, "NO, I haven't!"

Tommy caught her eyes with his again. She melted into the bliss of those red pools and Tommy grinned, "Deep down it excited you. You are very curious about those shops aren’t you?” Lisa nodded slowly, almost in a dream. "Good. Today while I am at school, you will go there. I want you to pick out some naughty books and magazines for me, the ones that you really thought used to disgust you. Buy them with some money mom will give you.”

Tommy stopped as his mother’s face pressed against his thighs; he felt her tongue slip out to caress his balls as she cleaned off the glaze. He noticed her pussy was dripping with the glaze. "Aaaa, Lisa, finger mom.” Lisa moved over and slid her finger into Tommy's mom, gently working it back and fourth, Tommy leaned over to watch but his vision was obstructed by mom's fur down there. Tommy felt himself nearing the edge and pushed his mom's face down on his prick and held it there, his belly clenched again and be felt his cum surge into his mother's mouth.

Mom sucked on it steadily and Tommy enjoyed how she seemed to pretend he was a straw. Finally he let her up. He had mom and Lisa kneel in front of him, both staring into his eyes he could se both their pert nipples were aroused and had them spread their knees so he could get a better look between their legs .but again that damned fur.

"This is how you will kneel when we’re alone. Mom, is there any way to get rid of the hair between your legs?”

Mom answered in a monotone, "We could shave it Tommy."

"No, no, I mean so it won't ever come back?"

Mom did not answer. "Lisa?"

Lisa also replied as se looked up into his eyes. "We could pluck them out by the roots but that would hurt."

Tommy smiled; he was now limp again and began to get dressed for school. "No, it won't. It will be worth it. You and mom want to make me happy and that will make me happy. Now about the pornography shops... Lisa go there and get what I asked. Mom will give you money. You have a videotape machine right?”

Lisa nodded.

"Good bring it here, and get some videos too."

Tommy smiled at his mom. "Neither of you will talk about this. You won't even remember it. You'll just do it.” The women nodded and Tommy broke eye contact.