CHAPTER 2

When I awoke, the sun was just beginning to shine, I heard my mother in the bathroom and suddenly began to wonder if I was going to get killed or what. I didn't know when she got home or what kind of mood she was in and I wasn't anxious to find out. I laid in my bed for another hour while my mother began breakfast. Finally I got up enough nerve to go face her.

My mother was standing over the kitchen sink washing some dishes as I sat myself at the kitchen table. She half turned and said good morning to me and told me what there was for breakfast.

On the table was her cup of coffee as it was the day before. But this day I had no drug to put into the cup: my mother was still dressed in her silk pajamas, which meant that she wasn't going to work today. When I asked her about it, she reminded me that she only worked twice a week in the summer.

Her answer was friendly and so were the next few moments of small talk. I felt a real sense of relief; thinking that she didn't know what happened, or she told everybody to go to hell and wasn't going to ever bring it up - that was the kind of mother she was with us.

It was no surprise when Red knocked on the back door. He'd be over with us for breakfast almost every morning in the summer and as I said before, he was like another son to my mother. But when he came in all cheery, my mother coldly greeted him and left the room. Red sat down at the table with me and started to say something, but stopped when my mother came back in.

The three of us talked just as always. Still, there was a feeling of tension. 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! I must have had a dumb look on my face for he told me again and swore it was true.

Still Red knew I wasn't convinced and was determined to prove it to me. My mother came in and got two plates to put on the table: as she bent over the table, her pajama top hung open a bit. Red's hand shot up and under her pajama top and found a breast.

My mother jumped back and her eyes shot knifes at Red, then at me. Red didn't bat an eye nor did he stop grinning at her. When he told her we'd like to see her nude, her face reddened and a look of anger crept over it. However, as Red said to her, "My Daddy..." well she took a deep breath and without looking at me told us to follow her into the living room. We both jumped to our feet and almost fell over each other to get to the living room.

We stood there as she closed the shades; then with her back to us she undid her pajama top and slipped it off. It was just a moment or two that she stood there with her back to us, but Red reminded her to take off the bottoms too. You could hear her give a big sigh as she hesitated to do it; then her hands slipped into her pajama pants and off they came.

Red elbowed me as her lovely round pink ass was thrust toward us as she bent to remove the pants from around her ankles. Turning around she faced us without saying a word. Her eyes were looking off and past us. Our eyes on the other hand scanned her tits and hairy cunt. It was even better than the day before.

I mean here she was a full-grown woman doing what we wanted her to do, with no arguments. And suddenly I really didn't care that she was my own mother. Not caring: I asked her to put her arms behind her back and bend over. That, I think, made my mother a bit uncomfortable, but she did it. Her tits hung so wonderfully - just as I pictured in my dream. Red then asked her to lay on the open hide-a-bed and spread her legs for us. She did just that.

Yep she appeared to be our "willing" sex slave, still we couldn't work up the nerve to touch her. Red; every time he wanted her to do something would start by asking her - -Mrs. S bend over and spread her ass cheeks, you could see a look of shock on her face but she did so. Red licked his lips and said thank you. We allowed her to dress and went off to play.

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Later as I fought my own conscience, Red and Jimmy came over with the others. They told me to ask my mother to let me stay at Eddie's place for an over night. I thought they were going to ask me to have her come there and get naked for us. That was not the case.

I was told that Red's dad had arranged to take my mother out to a place called "Sam's Drug store and Recreation Hall"; there she was to perform a strip tease for some stag party. Red went on to tell me that his dad told him we could follow them when he took her there, and he'd let us hide in the back room and watch.

My mother had no problem letting me sleep the night at Eddie's and even encouraged my older brother to go over to his friend's house - which he gladly did.

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. We watched as Red's dad waited for my mother. When she appeared, she was dressed in her Sunday best. They headed down the street toward Sam's with us following a safe distance behind.

Sam's was only a short way from where we all lived but being out at night made it feel like one great big adventure to some other world. We crossed under the railroad tracks and came to the corner where Sam's was. Sam's was the only place open at this hour. The front of Sam's was like a small drug store, in the back were poker tables and a small bar where men gathered to kill time and get away from day to day worries.

Every time my family would take a Sunday walk in the summer, we'd stop in and get an ice cream cone from Sam himself. I'd always watch the poker players that were ever present. My mother would always warn my dad that if she ever caught him in there at night that she'd skin him alive. It became a standing joke, based on a rather seedy reputation that Sam's had acquired for allowing men to have bachelor parties and smokers there every now and then.

I could almost hear my mother's voice speaking the words as she and Red's dad went inside the front door. We ran across the street as fast as we could and around to the side, where as promised the door to the storeroom was open. We hurried in the storeroom door and cautiously peered around the flimsy curtain that hung between the inner door and the poker tables.

The place was filled with choking cigar and cigarette smoke and the poker tables were still occupied with players. At least 15 people must have been there. My mother stood by Red's dad as he talked with the little owner Sam. She looked very nervous and uncomfortable. When Tommy pointed out that she was wearing what she wore when she taught our Sunday school class, Jimmy snickered that this wasn't Sunday school.

Sam told his helper to close the door and came over to where the card players were. He told them he had a special treat for them all. Pointing to my mother, he told them in words that I still can remember to this day.

"See that lovely little mother over there. She ain't no pro, ain't no whore either. Just a little mother and housewife who has come to entertain us. Going to take it ALL off. ALL!"

Then someone asked him a question that I couldn't hear. But Sam looked over at Red's dad who nodded his head and shouted back for a price. With that Sam began collecting ten dollars from each man. One man was a bit angry about having to stop his card-playing saying that she better be awfully damned good.

The men parted and let Red's dad and my mother pass though them. Sam and his helper moved aside most of the card tables. The helper saw us and came over to us. We thought we were going to be tossed out. But he just opened the curtain and told us not to worry, it was pitch black in the storeroom and if we just sat a foot behind the door opening no one would see us. We did as he told us and sat ourselves down on the floor and readied ourselves for the strip tease my mother was about to perform.

My mother stood right in front of us only a few feet away. She stood momentarily by herself facing all the eager men. Loud noisy music started to play, but my mother just stood there, frozen. Soon the whole place was filled with mad and swearing men. The music stopped and Red's dad angrily ran up to her, grabbing her hard by her arms whispered something in her ear.

Again the music started this time she reached back undoing her dress. The dress fell to her feet, after a slight pause, her slip fell to her feet. No, one cared that she wasn't dancing, they all stared and waited hopefully that she indeed was going to take it ALL off. Bending over to unfasten her nylons from her girdle I over heard one of the men standing next to our door saying that she had to have really big tits.

With some pride I thought to myself wait till you see them. My heart pounded with the excitement of it all. The men cheered and laughed as she wiggled herself out of her girdle. The moment of truth had arrived for our Sunday school teacher. At Red's dad's suggestion she turned her back to the crowd and took off her bra. She stood there and began to sob. After a short pause she slipped her hands into her panties slipping them off. As she did, she had to bend over showing the crowd that wonderfully plump pink ass of her's.

At the sight of my mother's asshole the men went wild. Red's dad put up his hand and quieted the men. When it was perfectly silent, he told my mother to turn around. "LOOK AT THOSE GODDAMN NIPPLES. DID YOU EVER SEE SUCH A HAIRY PUSSY BEFORE?"

This comment still ring in my ears every now and then. I was amazed how excited grown men acted at seeing her nipples and pussy. They were just as excited as us twelve year old kids were. Now I realize that it was the 50's for them also -the age of no public showing of nipples or crotch. The fact that she had big full tits made her just too tempting.

To my shock, a man rushed forward, and picked her up and slammed her onto of the poker table only a foot away from us. His hands and mouth found my mothers tits. He swirled his tongue as he sucked her nipples till they hardened.

I watched in stunned awe as my mother just lay there sobbing, not fighting or anything. When the man lifted her legs up and buried his face into her pussy, she just closed her eyes. He sloppily ravaged her most sacred area until his drool ran down the crack of her ass. The over weight man then dropped his pants and pulled out a man sized hard-on. I must admit I got excited seeing it.

When he pulled my mother forward so that he could start inserting his cock in her I began to get a hard-on to. I was becoming short of breath, with excitement. I could see the cock's huge head being placed at the opening of my mother's now soaking wet vagina. I saw it part the lips and slip fully inside her.

I watched intently as the cock slipped in and out harder and faster. The entire table shook as he fucked her furiously. My mother closed her eyes crying. The crowd cheered him on. My mother's moans could be heard. Two other men came up to her and lifted her knees up and apart. A few men shouted to the man to fuck that slut good! Then with amazement I watched the cock slip in and out of her cunt with cum covering it. The man backed away from the table with a grin on his face.

No sooner had the first man finished fucking her than a second one began. Again I studied intently the matured sized cock as it slipped inside my mother. Her massive tits bounced back and forth he held a handful of her hair forcing himself as deep as possible inside of her, then he pulled his cock out and a huge stream of cum sprayed all over my mothers tits. We all had looks of awe on our faces.

The third man made my mother stand up and bend over. We could almost reach out and grab her tits. He pulled out his big dick and again I watched the dick first part then enter my mother's vagina. His balls pounding against her ass made her tits bounce to our vocal delight as well as the entire crowd of men. He shouted, "You like getting fucked like a slut, don't you? Take that entire cock bitch. You know you like it."

Her ass was slightly red from his pounding of it then he pulled out and cum shot all over my mother's ass. He spat on the floor and said, "Fucking whore," and walked away.

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 thought I had seen it all.

But I hadn't.

The next man helped her off the table and made her kneel on the floor. Again she was only a foot in front of us. I remember my mother politely asking the man not to make her do this. I didn't know what she meant. But as the man pulled out his dick and waived it in front of her face, threatening to beat the shit out of her if she didn't, she glumly reached up and took his cock gingerly between two fingers. Closing her eyes and gagging a bit she opened her mouth wide.

I remember watching her lips close around the head of the man's cock almost as if it were in slow motion. As her head bobbed back and forth you could see the head of his cock pressing against her cheek. We were so close that we all could hear the slurping sounds she made as she sucked and sucked. Suddenly the man began to force her head harder and faster over his cock. He took a hold of her head and forced her to blow him at a great speed. Then with a groan he pulled it out of her mouth shooting a long stream of cum onto her face.

We looked at each other and could barely contain our amazement as the next man made her kneel on all fours, my friends whispered and giggled among themselves. Myself I was too interested in watching the man fucking my mother doggy style. It was the best of both worlds, as the others soon discovered: you could see the cock slipping in and out, and watch her large and full tits bounce so wildly. While that man fucked her cunt another man got in front of her and made her suck his cock.

They rocked her back and forth forcing one cock deep in her cunt then the other deep down her throat. The men cheered loudly as they seen her viscously fucked. After what seemed like forever one exploded in her cunt then the other down her throat. Then the man who commented earlier about how my mother must have huge tits came up to her, he told the other men how he wanted to fuck those titties.

He had my mother suck him off a little like she did with the other man then he laid on the ground and got on top of her he positioned himself so his cock was between her tits, then he forced her to push her breasts tightly together. She tilted her head away so she didn't have to watch. He slid in and out from between her tits causing her tits to jiggle all over until he came. Then went slower and slower till her tits milked out all his remaining cum.

We were kicked out shortly after that and headed back to Eddie's. Looking over our shoulders we watched some more men go in and heard the doors locked behind them. I don't know what went on after that, nor do I know what time my mother got home that night.