My Mother, My Whore

A year has gone bye since I first fucked my My Mother, she has learned a lot in that year ,especially what it takes to please her son.

My Mother who’s name I had changed from Helen to Barbie for the times we are on our own when I started fucking, her has spent the past year pleasing me, she rarely complains about anything, because someones old college wooden paddle (thank you St Stephens College where ever you are) we bought in a second hand store one day when we were out shopping, hangs on our bedroom wall ,and after the first time she got put over a pile of pillows and she got her butt paddled half a dozen dozen times Miss Barbie has been terrified of that old paddle ,just the mention of a visit from St Stephen stops her dead in her tracts no matter what she is doing.
The first morning we woke up in bed together she called me by my Fathers name, I told her she would be punished but it wasn’t until we got home from shopping that Saturday evening that I did anything about it.
We had driven to a town almost 80 miles away, where we knew no one would know us, and had laughed and giggled as we bought her some sexy night clothes for her to wear , and we bought our weeks supply of groceries , and in both shops every time a man or a woman looked at her she would whisper to me ” there jealous of us being in love,they can’t decide who owns who”.
” I can see the men thinking look at that lucky young guy, I bet he “own’s” the older woman, and I can see the women thinking look at that older woman I bet that young guy fucks her till she begs him to stop, how lucky is she” and she was laughing out loud.
On the way back I stopped to get gas on the Freeway, she said ” I will go in and pay, I want a coke ,what do you” ? I said” I will have a coke ,and I want you to go to the washroom, take off your panties wash your pussy and come back here to me, with my coke”. She laughed out loud, “that’s so naughty for you to say that Christopher” she said, I looked at her and smiled and said ” do it,or Barbie is going to get punished twice tonight when we get home”.
I filled up the tank parked at the side of the gas station and when she came back and got in the car I said ” did Barbie do as she was told, ” and she laughed and slowly slid her dress up to show me her cunt.
I said ” good , ” and as I pulled out onto the freeway my hand went to her cunt and she automatically opened her legs and my finger slid into her . She gave a big sigh and said “God I love you Christopher, are you really going to punish me when we get home, ” and when I said “of course”,she grabbed my hand and tried to push my finger further into her cunt than it already was and said ” good, I deserve to be punished”.
After dinner that night we were watching the TV and I said I am going for a shower, she came with me up the stairs, got in the shower with me and got on her knees and started blowing me. I had intended on showering alone and had every intention of pissing in the shower, but now she was there things had changed, she had her mouth round my cock and pissing down her throat didn’t quiet seem the thing to do to my Mother.
I pulled my cock out of her mouth ,said “shut your eyes and mouth” and I let out a hot stream of piss , it hit her face right on her nose, she shook her head from side to side a couple of times then knelt still as I let my pee go over her head , face and tits, and as my stream slowly stopped she looked up at me wiped her eyes with the face flannel , put my cock back in her mouth and started sucking me again,piss drips and all.
That evening when we came out of the shower I stood behind her drying her, the whole time I was whispering bad things into her ears, kissing her neck, telling her how she was now my whore and how I wanted her to dress up in some of the nightwear we had bought and I could feel her shaking with excitement.
She came down to the sitting room a bit later wearing a baby blue nightie and one of the three or four pairs of ankle strap shoes I love so much, we had bought, she did a couple of twirls and stood looking at me smiling. I got up took her hand and led her to the big wooden coffee table, putting two pillows one on top of the other I said ” lay over them” and Barbie got her first dozen stokes of the riding crop, the first of many many she has received this year.
I made her count every stroke and ask me for another, both cheeks received 6 each and they were glowed bright red when I climbed onto the table ,put my dick in her cunt and fucked her so hard I almost pushed her off the end of the table.
My Mother often gets invitations to party’s and dinners , weddings and bbq’s , that sort of thing, her friends are always trying to fix her up with a new b/f or a future husband. Some of the events I go to as well, the occasional bbq, Christmas Party ,wedding, and of course get to watch her squirm as she looks at me while the single and divorced guys work hard trying to get a date or better still get in her panties .
Hell half the married guys try to as well. Watching her get pulled out onto the dance floor by some half drunk guy who pulls her as close to his chest as he can to feel her tits push against him always makes me laugh, and when she gets invited to a dinner party I always make her buy a new dress, wear her heels and look like the real cock teaser she has become.
Standing in the dark listening to some guy outside the front door trying to kiss her goodnight, and when she does relent and gives him a kiss his next move is to try and get her tits out or trying to put his hand up her skirt when he has walked her home always makes me laugh, and she always knows that once she has come in and shut the front door she has one thing to do when she has taken her coat off, and thats to get on her hands and knees and in the dark tell me what the guys did and beg me to punish her for being a whore.
She kept hers and Dad’s bedroom pretty much as it was when he was alive, it would have been kind of awkward if her friends and family wanted to know why there was only one bed in the house . The only addition to the room was a large and I mean a large wooden Captains Sea Trunk. I bought it at a Garage Sale for like 50 bucks, hell I had to borrow a friends trucks and a couple of friends just to get it home from three or four streets away and up the stairs to Moms bedroom.
After they had gone she stood looking at it and said in a kind of exasperated voice ,”Christopher what did you buy that old thing for ,it’s so big”. I pushed her belly up against it, put my hands around her waist and lifted her onto it and she laid over it, her hands and head hanging down one side and her feet down the other but still off the floor.
I went into my room and got the St Stephens paddle, two strokes later my Mother knew exactly what it was to be used for. That night she went over it, along it, on her back on her front, and in the following days I screwed handles on the four corners so I could tie her to it.
Now when she comes home from a date with a guy and she has crawled in the dark and has told me how he kissed her or touched her boobs ,or tried to put his hand up her skirt, or worse still wanted to get engaged or even married to her, she goes upstairs, bathes, gets dressed up in something sexy, puts the ball gag in her mouth, does the leather strap up tight so the whole town can’t hear the paddling she is going to get, climbs up on the Captains Trunk and balances the St Stephens paddle on her butt.
She knows how bad the paddling is going to be, 6 strokes on her bottom, she doesn’t get tied up, 12 strokes her wrists get tied, I love to see her legs flaying around each time the paddle falls on her bottom, 18 strokes her wrists and ankles get tied to the four corners of the trunk and each 6 strokes get harder, then she gets to lay there until the crying stops.
There is nothing I love more than Barbie climbing on my cock after she has had a good paddling, running my finger nails up her sore bottom cheeks if she starts getting lazy soon speeds her up, and when she climaxes a couple of simple hand spanks on her butt makes her go fucking crazy, she cums and cums screaming like a banshee until she drops onto my chest crying and telling me how much she loves me.
I don’t know how much longer this will go on, I am off to collage in the fall it’s too far away to come home every night, but I will be home every weekend and trust me ,after 5 days of not fucking, Mommy dearest is going to get ridden like a fucking rented mule each weekend, lol, lol.

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