Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)
Fucks Her Again:>Ep2

"Well last night, when she thought I was Dad she gave me crap saying, 'Fuck Ted, I was that close to seducing your wife and you had to step in and ruin it!' The words kind of burned themselves into your innocent impressionable son's brain; I may be scarred for life!"

My Mother smiled as she said, "Poor baby, once we get our strength back would you like your Mommy to fuck you and make it all better?"

"Yes please Mommy; and while you're at it I have a skinned knee that could use some attention," I playfully joked.

We both kissed each other affectionately, chuckling, before Mom addressed the other subject, "Ellie said that, did she?"

"Yes, she made it sound like you two used to be lovers," I explained, "which, by the way, I've long suspected, and now that we're sharing all our secrets..." trying to get more out of her.

My Mom gave a cautious laugh. "Curtis, Ellie's and my history is very complicated."

Taking a major risk, but a calculated one based on my assumptions, I decided to take over. For starters I moved my hand down to her cunt and requested, "Tell me, Mommy." She let out a sigh-moan and replied, "No, I can't."

My finger slid inside her cunt as I explained with a no-nonsense attitude, "I wasn't asking you to tell me Mom, I was telling you to."

Her face went red, and I knew I was right. She was submissive. She was my submissive. Mom weakly tried to resist the power shift with, "Curtis, please don't."

"Don't what, Mommy?" I asked, fingering her pussy slowly.

"Don't make me be your slut," she whimpered.

"You don't want to be my slut?" I enquired, my finger stopping deep inside her wet box.

Her breathing was getting heavier and she pleaded, "Curtis, I can't go there again. I've resisted for so long!"

Suddenly confused, I asked, very curious, "Resisted what for so long?"

"Being a slut," she moaned even as slut-like, she moved her ass back and forth trying to fuck herself with my finger.

"But you fuck Miranda," I pointed out.

"Yes, but I'm the one in charge in our relationship. She's my slut," my Mom explained.

I snatched my finger out.

Mom pleaded urgently, "Curtis, please don't stop, put it back in."

I put my sticky finger to her lips. "Shhhhhh, Mother. I think I figured this out. You were Ellie's slut in college, but once you met Dad you broke away from your submissive lifestyle and attempted to be a good, faithful, heterosexual wife happily ever after. I even bet Dad isn't dominant in the bedroom and before I showed up last night and distracted you with my big dick, you were weakening to Ellie's sexual advances, weren't you? Another thing burned into my impressionable young brain from last night is one of the first things you said to me last night when you still thought I was Dad was, 'You are soooooo lucky you showed up when you did; Ellie has me so fucking horny!' So Dad knows, right?"

"Yes," my Mom replied, flustered and frustrated, "Are you happy? I was Ellie's 'Personal Pleasure Pet', her words, all four years of college. But once I met your dad, I quit cold turkey until a crazy weekend in Vegas with Miranda last year." I returned my hand to my Mom's wanton pussy and slid two fingers rather easily inside her drenched cunt. "So do you want to be Ellie's pleasure pet again?" "No," my Mom answered. "Hell no."

"Why not?" I asked, beginning to pump her pussy with my fingers.

"Because although we stayed great friends after we quit our Mistress/slave relationship, she'd always warned me that when I came back to her, which she was confident I would some day, she would own me completely." "What does such a declaration even mean?" I asked.

"Unlimited! I never submitted to replace out what that meant in practice, but even back in college she was a very demanding lover," my Mother answered. Her soft smile implied she was reminiscing about a different time that she'd loved and still missed.

"Is she strictly a lesbian?" I asked, reflecting on the fact that I'd never seen her with a man, which is incredibly hard to believe for someone as hot and big-breasted as Ellie.

Mom, catching my real question, teased, all baby talk, "Does my wuvving sonsy wunsy want to fuck my best friendsy wendsy?"

"Well, in a perfect world I would watch you two in some hot lesbian action and then I'd join in."

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"All men are the same," she joshed, shoving me playfully.

"So is she a dyke?"

"Not completely, but I've never seen her get what you could call excited about any man. She just fucks them and leaves them. Actually she treats sex with men like a chauvinistic man would treat women," my Mother concluded. "Would she fuck me?" I asked bluntly.

My Mom considered this before responding cautiously, "Probably, but there would be strings attached."

"Strings?" I asked.

"Yep, she must always be in control. That's one of the reasons she doesn't keep any men for long; she burns them out."

"What would Ellie say if she knew what we did?" I asked, "or rather what we're doing?" trying to understand their relationship better.

"I don't know. But I'm sure she'd try to use it in some way to lure me back into her web of submission," she worried, her eyes showing a trepidation I seldom saw in her confident persona. It made me very curious to know lots of further details about what kind of relationship the two of them used to have.

Seeing my Mom's trepidation, I decided to let it go for now, even though I'd already decided to go and visit with Ellie at school later on today.

Instead, I decided to focus on the relationship Mom had owned up about this morning far more willingly. "So you and Miranda, hey?"

Her face went red as she explained, "Well, I missed a woman's touch, but knew going back to Ellie was way too dangerous for my marriage, so when a drunken Miranda hit on me three years ago at Gloria's Halloween party, I gave in to the long burning temptation, although not that night. We had some long talks, arranged to meet each other in Vegas with both of us dressed up to tease, and after quite a few cocktails and lots of flirting... one thing led to another and we hadn't even made it up to our room before she was between my legs in the elevator! She's a nymphomaniac and extremely submissive. Luckily, Ellie doesn't know about our secret trysts."