Horny Heather
by 
B.P.

	Up until I was eleven I thought of my mother as a typical mother, prettier than most but not a beauty queen. At 5' 2" 100 lbs.  she looked more like my older sister 
	She and dad seemed to be happy and have good friends. Suddenly our world was turned upside down. When a drunk ran a stop light and killed dad.
	Mom and I were real upset and mom asked me to sleep with her. For the first few months we were so consumed with our grief and tying to put our lives back together we were in a daze. Every night we fell asleep in each others arms but I never saw her nude, sometimes only in her underwear. At night she sleep with underwear on under her nighty. 
	To be honest I didn't give it any thought, that was the way I was used to seeing mom. That all changed when my hormones started to kick in and my body started to change. Almost over night I became aware of my body and that of all around me. 
	I began talking with my close friends and several times on sleep over at their houses I noticed that their moms never seemed to wear anything under their nighties and sometimes got peeks at their boobs and saw hair on their crotches. It set me wondering why my  mom kept herself covered. When she was dressed to go out, she dressed sexy and often showed the top of her boobs and a lot of her legs.
	As close as mom and I had grown since dad's death I couldn't figure out why mom was so secretive about her body. Several times I had started to ask her why she hid her body from me but chickened out at the last minute. 
	Mom went out with friends a couple times only to come early, apologizing to me for going out. One night I said we need to talk. I told her I know enough about adults to know that they need to have fun and that I didn't think dad would have wanted her to sit around and mope for the rest of her life. She hugged me and I whispered that it was ok for her to go out and have fun.
	Mom started going out fairly regularly mostly with friends that she and dad had gone out with. Sometimes she had a baby sitter come in and sometimes I would spend the night with a friend. I began to notice that often when she came home she would smell different. I would see her slip into the bathroom and shower before coming to bed. 
	On those nights she acted strange when I would hug her, as if it hurt her. One night she was moving stiffly as she came in. Thinking I was asleep she slipped off her clothes before stepping into her bathroom. Her body looked perfect in the dim light coming from the bathroom, then just as she turned to close the bathroom door I thought I saw a flash of light off something shinny at the end of her boobs and I didn't see any hair on her crotch. Since we are both blonds I just thought it was the lighting. She took a long time in the bathroom and by the time she came out I was asleep. 
	In the morning she seemed to be back to the way she was before dad died. She blushed when I asked her if she had fun but quickly said yes. She then asked if she had wakened me when she came in.
	I told her that I was sound asleep and didn't her come to bed. She seemed to readily accept that and hurried into her bathroom to get ready to go to work. I went to my bathroom to get ready for school. Taking off my nightly I noticed a little blood on my upper thighs and on my nightly. My first period. Excited I ran to tell mom. 
	I caught her completely by surprise as I burst into her room. She had just stepped out of her bathroom and was facing me nude. She was so surprised by me she forgot she was nude. I was babbling about having my first period then I stopped dead in my tracks about six feet from her. Her nipples had a ring in each one, her boobs and lower belly were covered with blotches and marks. 
	Seeing me stare at her body she froze her mouth dropping open. For what seemed like hours we just stood there looking at each others nude body. My crotch still covered with blood from my period. Finally mom croaked "Are you all right?" 
	I nodded yes then faintly I asked "Did your date do that to you" Mom blushed right down to her toes, her head down. I exploded into a lecture about date rape and abuse, surprising both of us. Mom stood there calmly slowly lifting her head to look at me. When I finally shut up, she whispered "I asked him to, I asked him to do it just like your father did it."
	Now I was the one with my mouth hanging open. Mom went into an explanation of some of things she and dad did for their sexual enjoyment. She promised to explain it better after dinner. 
	All day I couldn't get it out of my mind. I kept thinking that I should be upset about what I had seen, instead I was curious and anxious to hear more. When mom came home from work, I helped her get dinner neither one mentioning anything about that morning. We talked about her job and my school.
	Finished in the kitchen mom looked at me and said I've seen you staring at me all evening trying to figure out what is going on. Come into the bedroom and we can talk 
	Following behind her I saw her unbutton her blouse then her skirt carefully draping them over a chair. Turning to face me she unhooked her stiff bra and let it slide off. Two pieces of gauze fell out of the cups. Mom didn't seem to notice her eyes fixed on me. She rubbed her boobs especially where the bra straps had been. Her boobs had hardly any sag to them. The brown areola calling attention to two very large nipples pointing at me, proudly showing off their gold rings.
	I felt myself drawn closer, reaching out I tentatively touched a ring. It felt warm, almost soft. The nipple stiffened and mom's breathing became more rapid. My gaze fixed on her nipples I asked "Did it hurt to get them? Do you like them?"
	Mom's voice was soft as she said yes they hurt some when I first got them but now they're fine and yes I like them. They were your father's idea. The twinkle in her eyes told me she telling me the truth.
	By now my fingers were gently touching her boobs especially the marks on them wondering why. At the base of both boobs was a reddish mark circling both of them. As my fingers traced the marks, mom quivered slightly but no move to pull back. 
	She said they don't hurt now. I jerked my hands away then I felt foolish. Mom took my hands and we sat on the bed. We talked for hours as she told me how dad had introduced her into mild bondage and tit torture and that now she needed that type of stimulation for good sexual satisfaction. She apologized for hiding it from me but told me she had planed to tell me about it when I was old enough to understand and hopefully not think of her as some kind of freak or a nut case.
	I hugged mom and told her that I still loved her and that I didn't think she was a freak or a nut case. My crotch was so wet even with my pad on it felt like I had pissed. I kissed mom then told her I needed to check my pad as it felt wet. 
	I got up and started towards my bathroom when mom reached out saying you can use my bathroom. She got up following me into her bathroom. I undressed to my panties then I hesitated,  I was a little embarrassed to have mom see  my mess. 
	Mom sensing my embarrassment reminded me that she had been having them for many years and that it was no big deal. She opened the shower door and said step in here and wash yourself off.  Stepping in I was surprised to see a long hose attached to the shower head. Mom reached up and turned a knob next to the shower head then turned on the water. No water came out of the shower head instead it came out of the long thin nozzle on the end of the hose. Mom felt the water and adjusted the temperature then she knelt in front of me.
	Smiling up at me she said I love this go ahead and use it to wash yourself. Nervously I took the nozzle and moved it closer to my crotch, the spray starting to hit me. The warm streams of water did feel good. Spreading my legs I moved the nozzle close to my pussy delighting in the wonderful sensations as the water tickled and tingled. 
	Mom with her face near my pussy, hoarsely said go ahead you can ease it inside if you want I do it a lot. A naughty tingle ran thru me as I slid the spraying tip into my opening, Mom's hot gaze watching every move. Damn it felt great as I pushed it deeper then it stopped. By now all the blood had been washed away but this was too good to stop. Gently I put a little more pressure on the nozzle and felt it pushing against something inside. Not satisfied with how deep it was in me, I pushed harder. Suddenly I felt something give way then the nozzle slide much deeper. There was a little pink ness in the water but that quickly went away but the only thing I cared about was the fantastic feeling the water jets were creating in my pussy.  Mom spoke up saying.  Your father used to tease me telling me that I liked using that too much. My voice sounded a little shaky as I said I can see why this is great. I slid it in and out thrilling at the sensations.
	Without thinking I said.  Is this what you were doing in her so long last night when you came home? Our eyes met as I realized what I said. Mom faintly said I thought you were asleep.
	I was until you turned on the bathroom light. You were in there so long I fell asleep and didn't hear you come to bed. 
	Mom stood up and hugged me, her nude body pressed against mine. I still had the nozzle stuffed in my pussy. I felt one of mom's hands slide down my back and then find my hand on the nozzle. Her hand over mine she began moving it in and out. A shock wave hit me making my legs turn to rubber. If mom hadn't been holding me, I would have fallen.
	Mom let go and the nozzle slid out as mom turned the water off. We stood there hugging each other for a while when mom said we have so much to talk about. We stepped out of the shower and mom grabbed a towel and dried me off. Her tenderness surprised me, they way her hands touched me it was if she was my servant or worshiping me.
	Finished mom led me back to her bed where we talked more about periods and how to deal with them. She even asked me if I wanted to try her tampons. I had never seen mom act like this before. She had always taken care of me and loved me but this was somehow totally different.
	Mom, what's going on why are you acting like this? Mom looked at her lap as she spoke softly telling me that my father had trained her to be his slave, his sex slave. She went on to tell me that she had gotten so used to living like that she didn't know how not to do it. 
	Peeking at me she said I thought if I was good to you might want me as your slave, your sex slave. You can do ANY THING to me and I will do anything you ask. 
	Stunned I looked at her seeing her in a totally different light. I said but you are my mother and I love you. How can you be my slave? Mom looked nervous, she didn't seem to know what to do with her hands  as she shyly looked at me. Tears were starting to form in her eyes and her voice quivered as she said I'm sorry I made the mistake of thinking that you would take over for your father. 
	But mom I'm your daughter I'm not even a boy, I don't have a cock, how can I take over for dad. Mom lifted her head saying.  The other wives of our friends often have sex while the men watch us, I can teach you what they do to me and a lot of the things the guys do don't require a cock.
	Are you sure you want me to do this? Mom looked at me her eyes and body begging me to say yes as she said Only if you want to, I can't force you, but I would love it if you said yes. 
	I asked Will you tell me about the things you and dad did and show me all of your other toys. Mom's eyes lit up and she grabbed me hugging and kissing me telling me how good she would be for me. She went on to tell me that some of her friends would help me if I wanted.
	As we talked, I could see how excited mom was that I would let her be my sex slave. In her excitement she gave up all of her modesty. In doing so I noticed she had a ring in the top of her pussy and that her pussy lips hung way down when she stood up. 
	At one point mom was sitting facing me with her legs spread. I looked straight at her crotch and said I guess dad did that too. Mom blushed and looked down saying yes he told me it was so I would never forget him. It does a good job, every time I feel it jiggle I think of when he put it in and how it tickles my clit. Then another time, I had said something to him about not having the balls to do something. He said he would fix that and he had a doctor put steel balls in my pussy lips. As she said that she spread her legs and pulled her pussy lips out and showed me. 
	I leaned closer to her and touched her. It felt strange there was something hard about the size of a jelly bean inside of her lips. 
	Your dad put those in about six years ago, every time I move I feel them. Her voice got soft as she said he made me go around without panties so that they would always be pulling and stretching on me. Sometimes he would even hang weights in my clit ring and/or nipple rings. He loved to put the weights on strings so they would sway when I walked. Sometimes if I walked fast, they would bump into my skirt making it move.
	Just then the phone rang, mom answered it then after talking for a few minutes she said thanks but I think I'll pass on it this time Heather and I need to spend some time together to get to know each other better. She was smiling and looking straight at me as she said that. Saying I'll call you Monday, she winked at me and hung up. 
	Mom asked me what I was going to be doing in school tomorrow, if I had any tests. I ran into my  room and checked my assignment book and took it into show mom. All I had was regular stuff. 
	Mom glanced at it and said How would you like to play hooky and for the next three days you can play with me and we can get to know each other better. 
	I squealed and hugged mom saying, do you mean it that would be fantastic. Does this mean that I get to use all of daddy's toys on you? Do I get to do things to you that make you walk funny and your boobs sore? Will you show me everything?
	Mom kissed me and said from now on I'm your sex slave you can do anything you want except make me bleed. Come I'll show you all of the stuff if you see something that interests you we can try it out.
Chapter 2 
Toys Are Us

	Mom went to her closet and pushed all the clothes towards one end then she opened a door that I didn't know was there. Cuddling up to mom I looked in and my chin hit the floor. There was shelves and drawers full of stuff. 
	Mom said I'll hand the stuff out to you and you can spread it out on the floor. It took us over a half hour to empty the closet of all kinds of harnesses, dildos, strange clothes and other devices I wasn't sure of. 
	We could hardly walk across the room with all of this exciting stuff laid out. I was kneeling looking at a leather harness as mom came over saying that's all of what is in there.  
	I looked up at her and my eyes locked onto her pussy. It was wet! Looking up her body, I saw what looked like rubber clothes in her hands. 
	Getting up I took one of the items she was holding and held it up to see what it was. It was a pair of rubber shorts that looked like they would be small on me. As I looked at them, I noticed a pouch in the crotch. Mom whispered that's for my balls. Your dad loved to put those on me and make me drink a lot then go out in public and not let me go to a bathroom. When he was in a really wicked mood he would make me wear this. She held up a strange looking pair of rubber shorts with tubes coming out of the crotch and connected to the cups of a rubber bra.
	What are the tubes for? I no sooner asked that when it hit me. When you pissed it went up the tubes into the bra. This I had to see, I asked mom to put it on. 
	Mom said but I haven't got to the bathroom since I got home from work. I grinned and said I know start putting it on and I'll be right back. I hurried to the kitchen and came back with a large glass of ice tea. 
	Mom already had the shorts on and was smoothing them in place. Except for the pouch in the crotch they fit like her skin. I handed her the ice tea saying I knew you would be thirsty from all of the talking. Drink that while I put your bra on. 
	Mom blushed but drank the tea quickly then handed the glass back to me. With a twinkle in her eyes she said I'm still a little thirsty. I ran to refill her glass. This glass she sipped as we looked at more stuff.
	Mom seemed to have forgotten what she was wearing and was causally move about. Suddenly mom called out Heather. I turned to see her kneeling next to me, piss was filling the tubes and soon reached her bra. Mom gulped the last of her tea as the cups of her bra swelled with piss. 
	Mom quivered, then took a deep breath and went back to what she had been doing, as if this was perfectly normal. Mom stood up and said I almost forgot the water toys. Come in the bathroom and I'll show you them. 
	I followed mom checking out her kinky outfit. I couldn't believe this was happening to me, what a blast. Mom opened a closet that I had always thought was just a linen closet and saw all kinds of strange tubing and bags. 
	Mom explained that this stuff was for giving enemas, douches and other water games. While we were looking at this mom again called my name. As I looked at her, she squatted slightly and pushed her tummy. I saw more piss surge up the tubes swelling her bra even more, the pouch at her crotch was sticking out like a fist. 
	Damn what a sight I had never dreamed of anything half this wild. I touched her bra feeling the hot piss as I asked mom how much more it would hold. 
	Mom giggled as she said I don't know usually by now dad would have hooked up the relief tube and had me drain off the excess. I gave her a puzzled look and she told me to look where the tubes came out of the shorts and I would find a short tube that was clamped shut. Handing me a tube, she told me how to connect it. 
	That done I stood up holding the free end of the tube. Mom reached into the closet and took out a strange harness and handed it to me asking me to put it on her head. I noticed a strap with a hold in it right over her mouth. Mom said.  You can attach a gag to the strap or just stick the tube thru the hole. Any time you feel  like there is too much pee in my bra you can open the clamp and let it out. If you want to use a gag that's ok but I can't talk with it in my mouth. I have been trained to swallow what comes out of the tube. 
	I looked at her with mild surprise as I said you mean you will drink your own pee. Mom nodded yes then whispered yours too. Often when your father and I had sex he would have me suck his cock clean then he would have me drink his pee. Sometimes when we were over at friends houses he would have me suck the other women's pussies clean after they had sex. Other times he would have me drink their pee. 
	Fascinated I found my hand reaching down and opening the clamp. Pee surged up the clear tube right into mom's mouth. Her lips closed around the tube and I watched her swallow until I re clamped the tube. 
	Mom's eyes had a new sparkle to them. She said I'm your toy have fun. How about we go and look at some of the other stuff, you might find something you would like to try on your self.
	Back in the bedroom I looked at one of the bras I had seen her wearing. To my surprise the cups were lined with little pins all around where her areola and nipples would be. I looked at some others and saw some were just plain while others looked like they would hurt. My mind flashed back to the times when mom would wince when I hugged her. 
	Mom showed me some rubber bras with holes for the nipples, some leather bras with cut- outs for then nipples and some with things to make the nipples tender or down right hurt. 
	Mom picked up each one touching it like it was something special, like it was bringing back fond memories. Looking up she said I haven't had any of this out since your father was killed, I didn't realize how much I miss it. 
	The tears in her eyes said a lot but I was still confused as to why she wanted to be hurt and made to do things. Why did you want dad to hurt you and make you do strange things? My friends parents don't do these things? 
	Mom held my hand as she began to explain that when she was growing up she was shy and not very popular with the other kids. She want on to say that she wanted to be liked by the boys and soon learned that if she let them do things to her they would take her out.  As she got older, the boys wanted to do more things like have her suck their cocks and let them piss on her. At first she did like it and would protest. Gradually she learned to like it and stopped protesting. The guys liked it better when she made a fuss so they got rougher and rougher. She smiled as she said I learned that I could get them to do what I wanted by how much of a fuss I made. 
	When I first met your father, he seemed to know right away. On our first date he got me to suck his cock by pinching my nipples. The next time he came to take me out he handed me two clothes pins and told me to put them on my nipples until he told me to take them off. He took me to a drive in movie and made me strip completely. When he told me he was going to fuck me I protested telling him I was still a virgin and I was afraid of getting pregnant. He produced a rubber and pinching my nipples made me suck him off and them get him hard enough to fuck me. The whole time he fucked me I fussed slightly but I loved it. Several nights later he picked me up and I didn't fuss. He told me after that he liked it better when I fussed and squirmed as if trying to get away. 
	After that I always made a fuss and he started bring pieces of rope to tie me up. Oh god how I loved that. From then on I was his. 
	He really love to do things to my nipples and clit and sometimes would tie me up and abuse my clit for hours making it so sore and sensitive that I would cry from the pleasure and pain as he would roughly fuck me to a mind-blowing climax. Some times he would invite his friends to play with me and even let them fuck me. Every once in a while he would have several friends over at once and gang bang me until I was covered with their come and it was oozing out of every hole, then they often would give me a piss shower before they left.
	I reached down between us and opened the clamp on her piss tube. Mom stopped talking and drank until I re clamped the tube. Her lips were still sucking on the tube even after the flow had stopped! Reaching up I pulled the tube out of her face harness and put in my mouth as I opened the clamp. 
	I don't know what I was expecting but I took a mouth full then with my tongue plugging the tube I tasted it. The wickedness of drinking piss thrilled me. I hugged mom to me forcing her pee into my mouth as I stared into her eyes. 
	Mom was as turned on as me and I felt her hands pressing at the sides of her bra forcing more pee in my mouth. Her hands went to my ass cheeks as she babbled how much she loved me and that she hoped I would MAKE her do lots of wild things. Holding the tube in my mouth, I started towards the bathroom.  Mom followed quickly not wanting to jerk the tube from my mouth.  
	Seeing the enema bag I unhooked her bra and told her to strip the panties off. Mom seeing me holding the enema bag began begging me not to use that on her as it embarrassed her so to have to go while someone watched. 
	Taking my cue I grabbed a spare piece of tubing and tied her hands then I selected a big fat nozzle and greased it up. Pushing her in the shower I made her bend over and the I stuffed the nozzle in her ass she fussed loudly. Hanging the enema bag up I asked her how much dad had given her. 
	Mom whimpered that she didn't know he never told her she just had to take it. My first intention had been to only give her half but suddenly I got the idea to give her the whole thing as I gave her a piss shower. Mom fussed about having her hands tied and that the shower floor was cold but she really started squirming when she saw me open the valve and let the water shoot into her ass. Her protests went up a pitch when I stepped over her and squatted. She was looking right into my pussy as my piss came spraying out. 
	Mom acted like she was trying to get away from the stream of  piss but always managed to get it right on her nipples then in her mouth. By now mom was getting uncomfortable with all the water in her gut. I shut off the flow asking her if she was going to be a good slave and do as her master told her. 
	Mom begged and pleaded for me not to give her anymore. I opened the valve telling her I didn't believe her. Her pleas became louder and she began telling me all the things she would do for me like suck my pussy and even kiss my ass. 
	Fully in the sprit of the game I told her she would anyhow and that she would have to come up with something better.  Mom told me I could do things I had never dreamed of like fist fucking her or stuffing my foot in her pussy. She even told me I could pinch her clit and clamp her pussy lips. By the time the bag was empty I could see her tummy bulging and her pleas were genuine. I hoped I could remember half of the things she said I could do to her and that she would do to me.
	I closed the valve to the bag and helped mom to her feet. Pulling her into my arms I grabbed her by her ass cheeks pressing my body against hers. Mom moaned and kissed me as the thrill of the naughtiness of the situation raced thru me. My fingers brushed the enema tube reminding me of its presence. Grabbing hold of the tube, I began moving it in and out making mom squirm and moan. 
	I asked if she could hold it if I pulled the nozzle out. Mom kissed me as she nodded yes. Tasting her piss-covered lips, I fucked her ass with the nozzle in ever lengthening strokes until it popped out. Mom was kissing me with a wild passion, her rock hard nipples burning into my budding boobs. Almost reluctantly we broke our embrace and mom slowly made her way to the toilet. 
	Tremors shook mom's body as she let go. Mom looked up at me blushing intensely her eyes sparkling with lust neither one of us speaking. After she finished, I guided her back to the shower and we washed each other paying particular attention to our crotches. I fingered mom's pussy as she explored my pussy opening dipping a finger in me. 
	I have no idea how we got to the bed but we spent the next several hours in every position imaginable until finally I wound up with my hand stuffed into mom's pussy up to my wrist. Mom was moaning and making animal noises deep in her throat as my hand fucked her to a series of intense orgasms. Mom's pussy felt so warm and wet as it spasmed around my hand I could almost feel what she was feeling.
	Mom was so drained from her climaxes she was limp as I eased my hand out of her. Mom then cuddled up to me placing her mouth over one of my budding boobs. She began sucking on my nipples like a baby after milk. The next thing I knew the sun was streaming in the window and mom still had her face on my chest her eyes watching me.
	Her tongue was gently tracing the outline of my areola sending strange but wonderful sensations thru me. My hands were stroking mom's hair as I said does this mean I'm gay. Mom lifted her head and chuckled. No it just means that you like sex games and you have normal responses to sexual situations. I'm sure you will enjoy a good man just as I have and hope to again.
	Mom gave my nipple a nip with her teeth then leapt off the bed and ran into the bathroom with me hot on here heels. Mom was giggling and I told her I would get her for that. 
	Mom turned to face me her face alight with delight as she said what are you doing to do to me, torture my titties? Grinning I told her I was going to try every nipple device she had in her collection of toys. 
	With a mischievous chuckle she gave my nipple a tweak as she said Oh goody! Laughing and giggling we tumbled  into the shower stall, Mom sliding to the floor looking up at me expectantly. I stepped over her and relaxed my bladder. I aimed my hot stream splashing off her nipples then up her neck to her face and in her open mouth then down to blast her clit. Mom clearly was enjoying every second of what could be a very degrading situation. 
	I began to think of situations that could truly degrade or humiliate her, not that I wanted to harm mom but I was becoming clear to me that this is what mom craved and I was getting turned on by. Suddenly I was brought back to real time as I felt mom pulling my tampon out. 
	She grabbed the nozzle that I had been introduced to and began nudging it into my pussy opening.  I turned on the water and mom eased the nozzle into me. It felt great as she fucked me with a combination of the nozzle and the water spray. 
	Mom's teasing of my clit as she pumped the nozzle soon had me quaking with a climax. Just as I was calming down, mom gave my clit a pinch making me yelp. I didn't have to be a mind reader to see that mom wanted to play. I told her she was in for it know, I would pay her back.
	We washed each other poking and teasing everywhere as we giggled like two kids in a tickling contest. As we were drying off mom, kept hinting at asking me what I was going to do to her. I honestly didn't know yet but I pretended that I had it all worked out. This drove mom nuts. 

	  
