Chapter 1125 Brenda and Adrian

Chapter 1125 Brenda and Adrian

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About a minute later, Adrian burst into Brenda's bedroom without even knocking. He was going to say, "What's this about having a 'master'?! What the heck does that mean?!" But he was struck speechless by the sight of his mother standing buck naked only ten feet in front of him. By contrast, he hardly noticed that Anika was in the room as well. As great as the house video system was, it was another thing entirely to see a naked woman in the flesh and just a few feet away.

Brenda stood up from her position over Anika and turned to the door, once again cradling her breasts in her arms like she was holding up two firm yet pillowy bowling balls. She asked with puzzlement, "Aidy?!"

It took some moments for Adrian to remember what he was going to say. Then, somehow, he remembered that if he used words like "master" and "incredible super stud" he'd be giving away the fact that he was eavesdropping on them, and he might not be able to enjoy his voyeuristic abuse of the house video system any longer. So he was struck speechless. Completely speechless. He didn't have Alan's talent to make up a good excuse on the spot, not when he was as aroused as he was at the moment. It didn't help that he could see his mother's bare shaven and very wet pussy as she simply stood there as if there was nothing unusual about her being totally nude.

Then there was the smell. It was amazing enough for him to actually see a few rivulets of cum on his mother's thighs, but to smell her cum too on top of everything else completely fried what was left of his mental circuits. Brenda's cum was quite pungent. He'd smelled it many times before in the last few weeks since she was so easily turned on and lubricated so heavily whenever she was. He'd immediately fallen in love with the sexy aroma of his mother in heat. He took very overt sniffs of the air to better savor the experience. He knew it was a rude thing to do, but he couldn't help himself.

He thought, Jesus Christ! If I could just reach out and touch her, I'd achieve the ultimate nirvana! Perfect joy! Oh my God, my heart is pounding so hard! And that SMELL! It's like I'm inside her pussy!

Luckily, Anika stepped into the breach with the comment, "Brenda, looks like Aidy here is vorried about you. He must be able to detect your nervousness."

Adrian's first thought was, No, I can detect the overwhelming smell of Momma's hot and bothered pussy! But luckily he didn't say that, and managed to recover his senses somewhat. Finally, after his breathing calmed down some, he said, "That's - that's right! Momma, things have been so strange around here lately, but today, well... this just takes the cake! Since I got home, you've been acting like, I dunno, a heroin junkie or something. I mean, you're seriously freaking me out!"

Brenda walked over to her son and unreservedly enveloped him in a hug. "Oh, Pooh Bear! That's so sweet that you noticed and are worried about me. What a cutie! Anika, isn't he just the best son ever?" She was a couple of inches taller than him in her high heel shoes, so she had to crouch down a bit to get eye to eye with him.

Brenda walked the short distance to her son again and gave him another tight hug. She was so wired with sexual energy that it took great effort for her to stop with mere hugging.

The friendly all-over squeeze made him stop breathing for a while. It also nearly caused him to cum in his shorts, especially since he felt his mother's hands accidentally brush over his erection (or at least, he assumed it was an accident). His hands also migrated down to her ass without any conscious decision on his part. But once they were there, clenching her ass cheeks quite strongly, he found himself unable to pull them away. Everything was so incredible that he could scarcely believe what was happening. It was like it was happening to someone else and he was just watching the movie of it, except that he could smell and feel his mother so very vividly.

He thought, Her boobs! My momma's boobs! They're so impossibly huge and yet so indescribably soft! And warm! And squishy and good and amazing and wonderful, and well, everything! Not only that, but the ass! I actually have my hands on her ass! This is awesome! What kind of cruel fate has given me such a mother that I can see and now even touch naked, but be cursed to go no further?! If only I could tease and tickle and suckle on her. Momma, I'd love you with my fingertips, my lips, my tongue, even my thing. Especially my thing! Oh God, if she only knew what she's doing to me right now, she'd disown me! This is such cruel pleasure! And now she has a new lover and worships the ground he walks on. Life is so unfair!

Brenda quietly said, "Aidy, you're just the best son I could ever hope for! You're so accepting of my role in his harem, and I love you for it. Remember what I said yesterday about the harem?"

Adrian nodded dumbly. Then he blurted out, "You mean Alan's harem. Your master!" He tried to say it accusingly, but it came out more as simple amazement.

Anika coughed loudly, forcing Brenda to give up the hug and back up a bit.

Adrian was very disappointed that he had to let go of his mother's ass.

Brenda looked a bit surprised, and then said, "Oh? Did you overhear me saying all that at some point? Well, you're right. Yes, Alan is my master's name. My master. Alan." She stared off into space and said the name reverently.

But what really blew Adrian away was that her entire body straightened up and stiffened as if for inspection while she drifted off into a daydream about her master. In fact, she was fantasizing about Alan barking for her to "assume the position." Her chest thrust forward even more than usual, which was saying a lot, and her nipples seemed to grow even stiffer and longer than they already were. She longed to be in that position in front of Alan for real in a matter of hours. Just thinking about presenting herself to Alan like that gave her a great rush.

Then her mental focus seemed to snap back to reality, although her body continued to stand stiffy with her back arched and her chest thrust proudly forward. She continued, "You're right, it's his party. The weekly poke-her party. That's where I'm going to be every Wednesday night from now on. I hope you don't mind. Think of it as Momma's night out on the town."

Again, Adrian was so overwhelmed he hardly knew what to say. His eyes were wide as saucers, the shock, arousal, and confusion plainly evident in them. His mother was leaning so far forward that her nipples were lightly brushing up against his shirt. The only thing stopping him from cumming at any second was the mortal shame of getting found out. There were so many things he wanted to say, but he couldn't think. He struggled in vain to form a sentence. He finally ended up just blurting out, "'Poke-her party'?!"

Brenda giggled. She finally eased her stance and stepped back. Then she turned back to her closet - she had a closet containing nothing but French maid uniforms now - and began looking at outfits again. She felt a lot better since her son had come in and expressed his concern. She said gaily, "Yeah. A funny name, isn't it? Poke. Her. Party. That's what it is, since he ends up poking us all. You know what I mean by poking, don't you? Tonight there's going to be six big-titted nymphos there. Can you just imagine what kind of superior man he must be, to manhandle and fuck all those horny sexpots in one evening? Is it any wonder that he owns my body and my soul?"

She shivered with delight as she imagined sitting on top of her master and bouncing on his stiffness. She luxuriated in her fantasies of being with both Alan and Adrian at different times. She could have stayed in that heavenly state for hours, but she remembered the need to get ready for the party. She resumed looking at her clothes with a blissful expression. She was well aware that she was still buck naked and her son was standing within arm's length, ravenously devouring her body with his eyes.

She thought, For anyone who might question my lifestyle choices, if only they could feel what I'm feeling right now! It can't possibly get any better! Oh, Aidy! Touch me!