In order to enjoy this story, you may wish to read the previous chapters 'Hot Mother in Their Grasp, 1, 2 and 3', by the same author.

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Mark, 19, and his Mom, D, had enjoyed an evening together the previous evening when they had visited a Pizza House and then returned home. Back at home Mark had persuaded his mom (by fair means and foul) to pose for some photographs in a sexy outfit, and this had got more and more dangerous from D's point of view, until she had finally called a halt when she was just down to her miniscule panties!!

Although his Mom had then gone to bed, Mark was determined to continue to try and keep the pressure on her, and the following evening they were going to be on their own again, as D's husband (Mark's father) was away working for a few days. How to go about it, though? That was the big question for Mark!!

This had all come about because D had got involved with some of Mark's college friends who all played in the baseball team, and they had used some devious means to get her under their control. She had been photographed out in the woods by the guys, and ended up being fucked, and later she had been taken to a secluded barn out on a farm where the college guys had enjoyed the fruits of her tremendous body again. On this occasion, the whole episode had been videoed and, more importantly, D's son, Mark, had been hiding in the loft and seen every single moment.

Mark had also received, from one of the college guys, Tommy, quite a number of the photos previously taken in the woods. Mark regularly drooled over these pictures of his statuesque Mom on his computer and, bit by bit, he had persuaded her to come out on a date with him...this date had been the previous evening.

Mark, quite naturally (or unnaturally, depending on which way you look at it!), had become more and more determined to try and seduce his mother, particularly since he now had sexy pictures of her and had witnessed the way she had capitulated to the college guys wishes at the barn. He knew she was one hell of a sexy woman and he was determined to enjoy the fruits of that awesome body himself. Not only that, but he wanted to take control of her and turn her into his own plaything!

D had already allowed him to take some risqué pictures of her but she had brought the matter to a close when she thought the episode had reached its dangerous limit.

Mark wasn't satisfied. He wanted more!! He was going to push her as far as was necessary. If she had given in to his baseball team mates, then he was definitely going to have some more of the woman who was the closest female in his life...and who could blame him??

D was in her late 30s, but still with a fabulous body. Standing only at a little over 5', she packed a stunning figure. She was blessed with a pretty face, had lovely blonde hair down to her shoulders, and who could miss those magnificent DD breasts. Her stomach was hard and flat from plenty of gym work, her ass was shapely and tight and her thighs and calves tapered off to give a magnificent all-round appearance. No wonder most hot blooded men always gave her a second look...and now her own son was no different!

When Mark came down to breakfast the following morning, his Mom was already over the grill cooking bacon for them both. She would be off to her part-time job and Mark would be off to college. There was an embarrassing silence for a few moments until Mark said,

'Thanks for the date last night, Mom...it was awesome!' His mother gave him a silent but angry look, bringing a plate of bacon sandwiches to the table and then replied,

'The pizza was nice, son, but then things got a little too much, didn't they? I mean, you took more liberties than I was comfortable with, Mark...after all, it's your mother you're dealing with and I think...' Mark interrupted, determined to take his Mom further and further down the road to complete submission.

'Look, Mom. What happened last night was nothing compared to what the guys have been enjoying with you, was it?' D's face turned crimson and she sat down, lowering her eyes, not wanting to make eye contact with her son. Mark continued.

'I worship you, Mom, and think you are one hell of a sexy woman, even though you are my Mom.'

'But...,' D tried to but in.

'But nothing, Mom. Besides the photos in the woods, Mom, I know you went to the barn with the guys, out in the fields. I'm jealous, Mom, and all I'm asking is some quality time with you alone, and some more of my own photographs to be able to enjoy on my own.'

'You said you'd delete those photos that were sent to you by those ass-hole friends that you have, didn't you...have you done it, Mark?'

'I will, Mom...but it won't get rid of the originals, will it...and it won't get rid of the video that the guys filmed in the barn, will it?'

Tears welled up in D's eyes.

'Jesus Christ, does everybody know everything that has happened? Has the whole world seen these pornographic pictures and films of me? Oh my God!'

'Not yet, Mom...but they could, couldn't they? I could delete my pictures and try to make sure the guys do the same thing with their copies. I could really try!'

'And will you, Mark...will you do that for me,' and she looked deep into her son's eyes as she sniffled the question. He moved in for the kill.

'Well, we said last night that we'd have a nice meal at home tonight, just the two of us...I'll delete my pictures from Tommy, and you would pose for some more photos for me. Then, I'll make sure the guys get rid of their copies...is that a deal, Mom?'

'How can I be sure, son?'

'You can watch me delete my pictures, and you'll just have to take my word about the guys. But I want some sexy pictures again, Mom...I've seen you in that red dress you've worn when you've been out with dad sometimes. I want you to wear that tonight, Mom.'

'Oh God, what a mess...look, it's late and we've got to get out of the house, now. I'll see you this evening, Mark, and we'll take it from there.' Mark smiled to himself...he still had the upper hand!

His Mom was waiting in the kitchen when he got home from college about 4 o'clock later that afternoon. She only worked in her office during the mornings, so she had obviously been brooding about her situation all afternoon.

'Look Mark,' she started. 'Is this right, what we are doing? What about your father? If he ever found out about...,' she bleated.

'He won't find out, Mom, I promise...just as long as you do what I say. And anyway, what we've been doing is nothing compared to what you've been doing with the guys, is it?' D looked aghast!

'Do what I say?...what do you mean, 'Do what I say?'

'Well, Mom...Dad won't see the photographs,' and Mark moved over to his Mom and began to rub her shoulders again from behind. He went on, 'Dad won't see the pictures, I'll delete the photos that Tommy sent me, and I'll try to make sure the guys get rid of all their photos and video. But I need you to become just what I want...to be my sexy, hot Mom, because that's just what you are...a sexy, hot woman...and then I'll make sure you won't have to do anything else for anybody else. I won't interfere with your life with Dad...but when we are just the two of us, then you behave just the way I want you to.'

'And that is?' D asked nervously.

'Well, we play it by ear as we go along,' grinned Mark. 'Starting tonight when you promised to cook a nice meal for both of us...and then you change into that sexy, red dress for some more photographs.'

'And if I say No?'

'Then who knows what might happen, Mom. It would be terrible if any of the photos got into the wrong hands, wouldn't it...and what if the guys accidentally let that video from the barn slip onto the internet? But that's not going to happen, Mom, because we are just going to get on like a house on fire! We are really bosom buddies, Mom...and you're going to look after me, and I'm going to look after you.'

'Jesus, Mark...as long as I do what you say, and behave just how you want me to, then you think everything is going to be alright? Is that it, Mark?'

'Exactly, Mom. It's pretty straightforward, isn't it, so why don't we start with that meal we're going to have together. What have you got planned?'

'You're an ass-hole, Mark...but do I have any choice?'

'Not really, Mom...but don't keep worrying...everything will be OK,...as long as you become my obedient, sexy Mom. So don't keep arguing!!' and he kissed his Mom on the cheek and went to his room to change.

30 minutes later, they were sat at the table with steak and chips, and Mark had brought home a bottle of champagne to try and relax his Mom. He poured a glass for D and had a coke himself. The atmosphere was slowly easing but D was still as nervous as hell as to what her son might have planned. She took a long swig from the champagne and cut into her steak.

'So I've got to be obedient for my own son, have I? Is that what you're saying, Mark? How obedient is obedient?' Mark knew that he was starting to control his Mom, because she had very little choice, and now was his chance to make the situation quite clear to D.

'I'm never going to hurt you, Mom, because I worship you and really get excited when I am with you. You turn me on, Mom, and I am jealous of what other guys have enjoyed with you...and I want you to start to accept what excites me...you're a hot, sexy woman, and that's what you're going to be with me, Mom. So just accept it,' and he took her glass of champagne and held it up to D's lips. 'Drink it, Mom, there's a whole bottle to get through...go on, drink it!'

D just had to open her lips and take the fizzy liquid down, swigging mouthful by mouthful into her stomach as it was almost tipped between her lips.

'That's a good girl, Mom,' grinned Mark. 'This steak is delicious. Aren't I the lucky guy? I have a sexy, hot Mom who's also a great cook. What could be better? Now eat up, Mom.' He refilled D's glass with champagne while his Mom nervously continued to eat her meal. What the hell was in store for her, she thought. There was no doubt that her 19 year old son was starting to tell her what to do...she felt her mentality almost taking on the role of becoming submissive, and there seemed very little that she could do about it.

Mark had gulped his steak down while D was still eating, so he decided to set the rules for that evening.

'I'm going to my room, Mom, and when you've finished eating, I want you to change into that red dress, with some sexy high heels, and then come to my room. You can then watch me delete those photos of you in the woods. I promised I would, and you can watch me do it. Don't be too long, Mom. Oh...just one more thing...have another drink to relax you, Mom,' and he held the glass to her lips again and more or less forced D to gulp down some more of the alcoholic drink.

'Jesus, Mark, I'm going to be drunk if you keep pouring this stuff down my throat. Are you sure...' He interrupted her protests again.

'Yes, I'm sure, Mom. Just do it and come up when you're ready. Oh, and touch up your make-up, Mom.' He left the table, giving his Mom a kiss on the top of her blonde hair, and he took the bottle of champagne and D's glass and went to his room.

In his room, Mark tidied up as best he could, and turned on his computer. He filled D's glass up again with champagne and left it on the bedside table. Now, all he wanted was his mother to appear. It was all quiet for about 20 minutes and then there was a quiet knock on his bedroom door. At least his Mom had obeyed so far.

When D entered the room she looked stunning and Mark took in a deep breathe.

'I don't know why I'm doing this, Mark, for Christ's sake, and...'

'It's because I've told you to...and it's because you want to, Mom. Now, just relax and watch me delete those pictures off the computer.'

D was wearing a stupendous, sexy, dark red dress. It only came down to about four inches above her knees and it was buttoned all the way up to mid-chest. Her wonderful breasts stood out beautifully, and she had worn some fuck-me high heels that made her bare, shapely legs look awesome. The dress was tight all around her body and Mark could see that she had also added some dark eye-liner, mascara and soft pink lip-stick. The effect was stunning.

'Wow, Mom, you look gorgeous...real sexy.'

'You know it's not what I normally wear, Mark, don't you, so you just make sure that it's just between the two of us, and that it stays between these four walls.'

Mark had other ideas but they could wait for the time being.

D watched her son delete the file that contained the photographs from the woods, and then Mark stood up and put an arm round his Mom's shoulders.

'See, Mom, all gone...those nasty photographs have all gone. It's just you and me now. Have another sip of the champagne, Mom,' and he picked up the glass and eased it against her lips once more. D was already feeling woozy from the drink she'd had already and tried to protest again.

'God, Mark, I'm tipsy already...what are you trying to do?'

'Drink it, Mom,' and he pushed gently against her mouth until D had to take some more champagne down inside her. Mark put down the glass and stood behind his Mom with his hands massaging her shoulders. He was able to see down onto the big, firm tits that jutted out from D's body and he could smell the subtle perfume that she'd obviously put on.

'You look awesome, Mom, really sexy in that dress...and you smell so good as well. I'll just get my camera,' and he kissed her head again before grasping his camera from his computer desk.

'Just a few of you standing, Mom, so just move with your back to the wall.'

'Are you really sure you want some more pictures of me, Mark. I'm feeling woozy already and I'm not sure...'

'This really is the start of you doing what I tell you to do, Mom,' he uttered with a firm voice. 'I've got rid of those pictures for you but now I set the rules and you know why you're going to be obedient, don't you. We've been over it again and again, and now you're going to be my sexy Mom. Will you just hold the glass for a few of the pictures?'

Reluctantly, D picked up her glass and stood against the white, plain wall. She was feeling the effects of the champagne and watched as her son click, click, clicked the camera for the first of the shots. Mark knew exactly how he wanted this episode to progress and he next took a few close-ups of his Mom's sexy, made-up face with the blonde hair encompassing her sultry eyes and mouth.

'Lovely, Mom, you look really hot tonight...just take another sip of your drink...that's great, Mom.' D took a gentle sip of the drink...click, click, click.

She really was woozy from the effects of the drink and the erotic atmosphere she found herself in once more, and was more or less resigned to doing what her son told her to do. But what of this, 'You'll do just what I tell you to do, Mom?' Could she handle it, was she ready to be completely submissive to her son? She was tired again after a busy day and thought that it would just be an evening like the previous one...that's what she hoped for, anyway!

'You've got a hell of a figure, Mom, and I want to see it, so...'

'Well, as long as the photos are decent, Mark, let's just...'

'Let's just do what I tell you to do, Mom...and everything will be OK,' Mark repeated with a firm voice. 'Now, just undo the dress, Mom, all the way down.'

'You mean that, Mark?...all the way down?'

'Yes, Mom, undo all the buttons, and stand against the wall.'

D knew that now her son held the upper hand. He was promising to get the video and pictures destroyed, and she had watched him delete the pictures that he possessed. Perhaps Mark was being honest when he promised that no-one else would see his photos, least of all his father, but she was still nervous about his statement that she 'would do just what I tell you to do!' She had already posed for pictures the previous evening, so what harm would another photo session bring?

Her woozy head and the more relaxed atmosphere seemed to tell her that she should enjoy the moments with her handsome son, because that's what he was...her handsome, 19 year old son!! Nothing to worry about!!

D slowly began to undo the buttons on the dress while her son watched with excited anticipation. Finally the last button was undone and Mark could see glimpses of the pink bra and tight panties. D's stomach was flat and hard, the panties were tiny between her thighs and the bra was wiry and uplifting, holding the big DD breasts up and pushing them together. Mark almost licked his lips.

'Beautiful, Mom, really beautiful. Could you just hold one side open and then look down on the camera.' Mark had knelt down and took photos of his Mom, looking up at her stupendous body. D obeyed and held one side of the dress apart; Most of one side of her body was on view, and Mark could see one of her legs in its entirety as well as the little bra being almost squashed by the wholesome breasts fighting to escape, Click, click, click.

He then focussed the camera between his mother's legs and deliberately click clicked her waist and the little panties, knowing the camera would pick up the bare cunt in the shadows under the thin panties. He moved his arm and reached to her thigh and gently eased the seductive leg apart from the other.

'Mark, Mark, what are you doing?' D protested.

'Come on, Mom. You look so sexy and your figure is fantastic. Just move your feet apart some more...do it, Mom!' and he rose and gave his Mom some gentle kisses on her forehead and by her ear.

The drink and the kisses from her son were beginning to diminish D's resistance again and, as her son held her thigh, D moved one of her high heel shoes so that her legs eased open another foot or so. She looked delectable...and really fuckable. Mark was taking it slow but sure!!

Click, click, click...this was easy, thought D...but would it stay that way?

'Hold the dress wide open now, Mom. Your body is ravishing.' D tried to smile as she moved the material again, now revealing her glorious body and the pink underwear. Click, click, click! Mark moved from side to side as D stood against the wall. He caught her profile with the magnificent breasts jutting out like sun-capped mountains. Now, he thought he would try and soften her even more and moved up close to her.

'See Mom, it's easy, isn't it? You are a natural model...and a beautiful woman!' He caressed her face and bent his 6' frame to gently kiss her lips. The atmosphere was electric and the drink made it difficult for D to resist and she offered up her mouth to her son. This time, Mark held her blonde hair and increased the pressure on his Mom's mouth. Slowly, his Mom gave in and Mark slid his tongue inside to search the soft skin inside her mouth.

The kiss was erotic but beautiful and eventually Mark took his lips away but still held his Mom's head in his fingers.

'See, Mom, you are so gorgeous and I'm never going to hurt you...but I just want to enjoy you being my mother!' D nervously smiled and wondered what that really meant, but at this moment she just tried to relax. She didn't even complain too much when Mark slid his hands onto her open dress and pushed it gently off her shoulders and onto the floor. She was now standing in just her flimsy underwear and the fuck-me teetering high heels.

'Is this what you really want, Mark, to see your 'old' mother in just her underwear? Wouldn't you rather be photographing the sexy girls at college?' He still held her with his big arms, kissed her on the lips again and said,

'There's no contest, Mom. You are awesome, you are a real woman and I'm never going to tire of being close to you,' and this time his arms went round her shoulders and back, and he pulled D close to him. His mouth went to D's lips again and straight away his tongue opened her mouth and he was searching inside with masculine force. D, flattered by her son's words, just gave in again and her own tongue began to respond to Mark exploring her mouth.
The masculinity of her towering son, the drink, her woozy condition and the belief that she was in a perfectly safe and secure situation made D completely give in to this dangerous and taboo environment.

As the French kiss continued, Mark's arm went down his Mom's naked back and he held it on her hard, shapely ass, caressing the pink panties and gently pulling her body against his throbbing cock.

'Mark, Mark,' D tried to protest through the kiss, but her son was soon devouring her lips again with his own, and his Mom was almost beaten. His strong hand held her bottom tightly and he continued to pull, release, pull, release, pull her waist against his cock.

The more Mark persisted, the weaker D was getting. To be controlled and submissive was something that she often pined for, especially in her marriage. Although she loved her husband, he was never very demonstrative or forceful and, now that her son was doing just what she had often thought about, D found it difficult to resist, especially in the condition that she now found herself. But she knew, deep down, that she should try and stop it! Eventually she was able to part their lips.

'Mark...Mark, you know this is not right, it's dangerous and...oh God...,' but her son still held her tightly and was still pushing his jeans firmly against his Mom's panties while squeezing her ass against him.

'It's not wrong Mom...it's just me and you, in complete privacy in our own home..., and you know that whatever happens is never going to go any further than you and me.' He bent to kiss her again but D had one last request.

'If you're going to carry on kissing me, Mark, then put away the camera. No more photographs.' Mark knew this was some form of green light and quickly put his camera back on the bedside table.

He went back to hold his mother and there was another deep, French kiss, and again he pulled her stunning body against him, his hand returning to her stunning ass. Without the camera, D seemed to relax a little more and her hand went up to stroke her son's hair as he devoured her mouth and slid his hand inside the back of her panties.

D was breathing heavily now as she felt Mark's hand caressing the cheeks of her naked ass, while the hard cock in his jeans kept thrusting against her thin panties. She was wet and nervously excited and horrified at the same time. She was being swept along, completely in the hands of her son, and now he was leaning down to kiss and nibble at her huge tits bulging out from the bra.

Mark slipped the bra straps down her shoulders and eased the two huge mounds of flesh out of the cups. Then he was able to suckle and bite on the nipples while still stroking her gorgeous ass. His hands went behind D and unclipped the bra and flung it to the floor, and then he was able to explore the gorgeous breasts in all their glory.

D continued to stroke her son's hair, but then he suddenly grabbed her other hand and moved it gently down onto the front of his jeans. Immediately, D felt the big cock through the material as Mark held her hand over it. She had never felt such a wonderful specimen! She let out a deep sigh but still tried to stop the worst happening.

'God, Mark, this...this is now really dangerous, and you shouldn't be...,' but her son's mouth covered her lips again while he still held her hand firmly against his masculine weapon. D was bedazzled, frightened and excited all at once, and now she threw caution to the wind. Her fingers moved nervously along the huge weapon, up and down, while her son guided her. He was still sucking on D's big tits, but he made sure his mother's hand stayed on his cock while he enjoyed her upper body.

'Undo the zip, Mom...go on, do it' he instructed her.

'Oh God, Mark...we shouldn't...,' He kept up the impetus.

'Do it, Mom...just do it...the zip.' His mouth went round a hard nipple again as he led his Mom's fingers to the top of his zip.

Nervously, D began to slide the zip down and down until it was fully open. Instinctively, her hand went inside and, she couldn't help or resist it, her fingers found the huge, stunning young cock.

Her fingers slid round the thick, hard weapon and, immediately, Mark felt his prick turn from hard flesh to a rod of iron! His Mom was holding his cock, something he had only dreamt about.

D was now floating and in a daze. She knew what she was doing but the thrill, the excitement, the pride in her son's masculinity was casting all her taboo thoughts to the back of her mind. She eased the cock out of the jeans and her whole hand was wrapped around it.

'Oh my God, Mark...the last time I felt this, you were just a little boy...I think you've grown up a bit, haven't you?' she grinned, looking into her son's eyes.

Mark's own hand was still playing with D's ass while his other hand played and pulled on one of her hard nipples. Slowly, but very surely, D began to rub her fingers up and down the thick cock and, occasionally, she looked down to see the wonderful tool that was her son. She knew she should walk away and go to bed, but she was too erotically excited now to face the truth. The thick cock in her hand, the way that Mark was caressing and playing with her body had pushed her resistance to virtually nil.

She looked up into his eyes, now admiring her son in a strange, different way, and when he began to roll her panties down her ass from behind, she just knew that the door to hell had been opened.

Mark kissed her soft mouth again, but it turned into a hard, rasping French kiss while they explored each other. D's panties were now held between her legs at the top of her thighs, and Mark played freely with the cheeks of her ass.

As D continued to hold the big cock and stroke it from top to bottom, it seemed to grow, if that were possible. Mark had 'played' with college girls previously, but none of them had the finesse or expertise that his Mom had with his cock. She knew how to squeeze, she knew how to caress, she knew how to gently scratch the skin and ease the big weapon up and down to bring thrill after thrill to her son.

As the French kiss continued, Mark's hand moved from her breasts and went gently down over D's stomach to find the waist-band of her panties stretched between her legs. He moved them down another inch or so, so that her hairless cunt was now naked and completely uncovered. His fingers gently moved down her stomach and then on further where he found the very short stubble where D regularly shaved. He was now almost at his goal!

The kiss ended and Mark held his Mom close to him. Neither spoke but his fingers could feel his Mom's wetness as his fingers moved to her cunt lips.

'Christ, Mark...what's happening...what are we doing?' D moaned, but she still held onto the cock in her hand

'Don't talk, Mom...just do it...just do it!' and his hand went over his Mom's, and then he guided her hand with his cock towards her open legs. 'Feel it against you, Mom, just rub it against you...I want you to do it, Mom!!'

This was the moment of truth for D, and she half wondered how this situation had been reached. But the wonderful feeling of this hard cock in her hand, the drink in her head, and her own excitement and wetness at her son's dominance, gave her the courage that was needed.

Because Mark stood a few inches taller than his Mom, D had to ease his cock down and move it against her skin. She moved her legs a little further open and held the thick cock at her waist and then slowly moved it down to her clit. Immediately, she moaned softly as the head of Mark's cock rubbed firmly against her hard clit and touched the opening of her cunt lips.

Mark had an arm around his mother's shoulders and the other hand on her naked ass, gently pulling her in again. D continued to rub her son around her vagina, rubbing and pulling on the weapon as she closed her eyes and began to moan in earnest. Mark needed to keep up the mental pressure.

'Down, Mom. Pull it right down and slide it back up again...do it, Mom...right down and up...God, Mom, you are so sexy and...' and he really pulled her ass in hard against his body as he felt his cock on her wet cunt.

'Oh Jesus, Mark...what are you making me do?' but she held the awesome cock and ran it between her cunt lips, down and down and then back up again to punish her clit with more sexual excitement.

Her breathing was heavy and her intentions so confused, but she couldn't stop what she was doing. Her son moved forward a fraction and he could feel his Mom's cunt opening as his cock got closer. Suddenly, he grabbed D's delicious thighs and picked up her 5' frame. This was it!!

D was now being held by her muscular son, her thighs either side of his waist, and she knew there was no turning back.

'I want you, Mom...just do it, Mom, slip it into your gorgeous body. Now, Mom!'

D realised that she couldn't say No, and she didn't want to say No. She guided the thick cock in her fingers to the mouth of her cunt and felt Mark slide her body open. Because of the wetness, Mark went straight into her depths...Jesus, that felt so good...for both of them. He began to fuck his Mom immediately. He held her under the cheeks of her ass and began to thrust back and forth.

Her pink panties, still across her open thighs, were stifling their movements a little, so Mark quickly dropped her legs down and slipped the panties right off. Then he lifted her again, easing each gorgeous leg either side of his waist, and slipped his cock straight back between the sopping wet lips of D's welcoming cunt. He held her under her ass again and the coupling was complete.

'Oh God, Mark...oh my God...this was never the intention, was it? Jesus...it's...it's so shameful and...!!' Thud, he pulled her ass into him and thrust his cock deeply into her hard body again, almost knocking the wind out of his Mom.

'It was my intention, Mom. And you want it, don't you, Mom? You know you want it, don't you? Just hold my shoulders 'cos you know you're going to enjoy it, Mom. Stop talking and just do it, Mom. Do it!!'

There was just grunting, groaning and sighing for the next few minutes as Mark held his Mom tightly under her ass and slammed his cock deep into her with each stroke. Bang, bang, bang! The feelings in D's body were going higher and higher, the sexual excitement becoming more and more demented. She'd not had this sort of treatment for years and she was in a sexual heaven. Mark knew by her endless moaning that he was going to make his Mom his complete slut.

'You want it, Mom, don't you? Say it, Mom. You need this fucking, don't you? Tell me you need it, Mom...now!!' D just had to let her true feelings come to the surface.

'Oh God, Mark...yes, yes, I want you to keep fucking me...ughhhhh...Jesus, what am I saying? Ohhhhhh!'

'You're my bitch now, Mom...you're definitely the Mother I Like to Fuck!,' and, if it were possible, he was increasing the power he was using to hammer his cock further into the depths of his Mom's cunt.

D was almost screaming with pleasure now, as well as sucking in gulps of air. The thickness and length of her son's cock were giving her thrills she'd never experienced before and she was clinging on for her life, but Mark wanted to give her all the scope of his repertoire. He carried her over to the foot of his bed, still with his cock deep up her cunt, and put his Mom's legs on the floor.

'Bend over the bed, Mom. Put your hands on the bed and bend over.' She obeyed immediately and Mark roughly moved her legs apart. He went up behind her, guided his cock into her awesome body again, held her hips tightly and began to fuck her doggie fashion. The naked D continued to moan as the harsh fucking began again.

'Ohhhh...oh God...Mark, Mark...I can feel you right up inside me...ummmm...it's beautiful, don't...don't stop, baby!'... Mark DID stop.

'So tell me that you're my bitch now, Mom. Go on...tell me!'

'Jesus, Mark, don't stop, please don't stop...I'm your bitch, I'm your Mommy bitch...and I love it...ummm!' He plunged into her once more for a few more strokes...and stopped again.

'And now that you're my Mommy bitch, you're going to be a good girl, aren't you, and do everything that I tell you aren't you...everything.'

'Yes, yes...I'm going to do whatever you tell me, Mark...I'm going to be your obedient bitch...ohhhhh, just fuck me some more...pleeease, don't stop fucking me, baby!'

Roughly, Mark turned her round and pushed her onto the bed, on her back. Then he went over her, grabbed her legs and pushed them back over her body. He slid his cock back into her body and held his Mom's legs either side of her head so that he could fuck her again. This was beautiful for Mark. Even though his Mom was a lot shorter than he was, he was able to keep her legs over her, her feet almost touching each ear, while he thrust into her. He was holding his Mom down but was looking deep into her eyes while he rammed his cock back and forth into her magnificent body...lunge, lunge, lunge!

D's head started to roll from side to side and her mouth just lolled open as she drew breath while the wonderful assault took place. Mark, now completely in control of his mother's body, was right on top of her and his cock was able to thrust harshly straight down and back up again with each stroke. The sexy, submissive body was now being firmly hammered into the bed covers and the springs of the bed creaked with each heavy movement.

Mark, with his long arms, was able to hold D's legs while, at the same time, slip a hand under her head and pull it up to him. From this position he began to French kiss those soft, panting lips again, their tongues fighting like lions in the jungle. It was animalistic sex, son pounding mother into the bed as harshly and as roughly as possible.

D had never known anything like it and revelled in the way her body was being used by her son. If it could last forever, that is what she would have wanted. Now this final, taboo action had been reached and passed, Mark knew that his Mom would be putty in his hands and now nothing was impossible. He intended to push her right to the boundaries of decency...and beyond.

'Do you want more, my sexy bitch? Do you need to have my cock up your cunt, fucking you like this?'

'Yes, yes...you know I do, baby. I've cum once already...ohhhhh...and I'm nearly there again...I love having your cock deep in my cunt, and...and...ohhhhhhh!'

Mark continued to thrust away, pushing in as deeply as he could get, feeling his Mom's womb open to take him further inside her body. Now he was just going to set the scene for his mother to submit even more in due course.

'We have one more night free, tomorrow, before dad comes back the day after.' Slam, his cock hit her again in the depths, and D moaned and gasped again. 'We're going out again to a little drinking den I know...and we're going to enjoy ourselves, Mom, and you're going to look really hot for me.'

'Ummm...oh God, if that...if that's what you want, baby...but just keep fucking me hard...just a few more seconds...pleeeease!'

Mark eased off a little.

'Only when you agree to the date tomorrow...and you agree to look hot for me...we'll choose your outfit tomorrow...say it my baby bitch.'

'Yes...yes...oh my God...just fuck me faster one last time, baby...I'll come on the date and wear what you want...Jesus...pleeeease!' and Mark knew that complete submission was almost totally achieved.

He increased his pace, his thrusts and his depth and, once again he was hammering his Mom into the bed. It didn't take long before D was screaming and shaking from her second orgasm. Sweat was running down her forehead and the shivers ran to every nerve in her body. The climax was as shattering as any she could remember.

At the same time, Mark spurted rope after rope of his pent up come deep into his Mom's body and the taboo, sexual coupling was complete.

The next evening, Mark would take his Mom out and that would be the next episode of her complete submission and domination.

To be continued.