Chapter 1128 Adrian's fun time with his mom and he wants to meet Alan!

Chapter 1128 Adrian's fun time with his mom and he wants to meet Alan!

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Still looking away from Adrian, Brenda stood up and prodded, "Well? So what do you think?" She began undressing in rhythm to the Rolling Stones playing '(I Can't Get No) Satisfaction.'

Adrian was flustered but replied, "Um. Good. They're all good. I'm sure you'll look great in all of them. You always look great."

Brenda turned to her son, pleased as punch with the compliment. "Awww, Pooh Bear. You're so sweet. But which one is the best? That's the question. I don't mind trying every single one of them on again to get your opinion, if that's okay with you."

Adrian didn't mind that at all. In fact, it was a fantasy come true. But at the same time, he was sobering up some now that he'd climaxed. He was feeling guilty. The fact that the Stones were now starting to play "Sympathy for the Devil" even made him feel a little bit evil. He thought, I'm probably going to burn in Hell for this. I mean, she's my mother and the only thing I can think about is running my hands all over her... Touching her in places... Her pussy, even! God I'm seriously fucked. This is so wrong! I need to calm down.

His voice cracked awkwardly as he said, "Momma, I'll help you, of course. I'd do anything for you. But isn't this strange? I mean, you're just so... so..."

"Slutty?" Brenda suggested, her voice tinged with eagerness.

Adrian blushed and nodded. He could never actually use such a word to describe his mother, even when it was obvious.Updated from novelbIn.(c)om

Brenda was carefully putting her first outfit back onto a hanger and returning it to its spot in the closet. But as she stood there, buck naked again except for the obligatory high heels, she looked over her shoulder at him and said, "Aidy, I know this is hard for you to take. My life has completely changed in these last few weeks and you're beginning to see the new me. But you have to understand. There are some men out there in this world who want the best and they know how to get it. Think about a big diamond. The big diamond naturally ends up in the hands of someone very wealthy, very successful. The elite of the elite. You won't find something like that for sale in a Seven-Eleven. In the same way, to drop all pretenses of modesty for a moment, I'm like that diamond. I'm highly desired, mostly because guys like my beauty, and especially my chest and my face. So it's only natural that eventually a superior man with superior seed would come and claim me."

"But Momma!" Adrian complained, even as his penis began to rebound a little bit. "You have free will! You make it sound like you're just a possession, like the ripe strawberry in the store!"

"Well, yes and no," Brenda answered thoughtfully as she got down on all fours. "There are things in life that are almost completely irresistible. Look at my body. Look at me!"

She spread her legs as wide as she could to give her son an incredible view of her wet sex. "Look at all the pussy juice running down my thighs. I get this excited just from standing naked in front of my son. I'm built for sex! I get moist at the slightest hint of anything sexual. I always have, even before my awakening, but I'd tried to deny that I was different."

She continued passionately, "No more! I admit it: my body craves having a hot pole sliding in and out of me all day. You're not a woman, my sweet cutie pie. You can't possibly understand how good it feels to have a virile lover deposit a big, thick load of hot fuck cream deep, deep inside of you. There's a bonding, a taking, a oneness... Words fail to even come close to describing it."

She continued wistfully yet lustily, "Aidy, I've been running from my true nature all of my life, but I can't deny it any longer, and I don't want to deny it. In most any other time or place I'd probably be a prostitute or something like that, because my body is built for sex. I crave it. I really do. I don't just merely want it, I NEED it. I don't know how much you could tell, but I used to be so unsatisfied, before. Drifting. Bored. But Master Alan has kindled the fires of desire within me and there's no way to quench the flames now. Now I rejoice at every day of this glorious life that I've been given. You should be happy for me! How can I resist a natural fuck lord like Alan when he completely fulfills me and makes me feel so good?"

As she was talking, she stood up and then picked out another French maid outfit and held it to her expansive bosom. She began slipping into this second outfit, which incidentally was nearly identical to the first.

Adrian thought, "Natural fuck lord?!" This is beyond bizarre! He complained, even as he began to secretly rub his newly throbbing erection, "But Momma! You're still my mother. I just can't think of you like that."

"Awww, Aidy! My Pooh Bear. Of course I'm your mother. I'll always be your mother. And luckily, I have an understanding master who knows that. If there's a conflict, he agrees that my mothering should come first. I'll always be there for you, I promise. Think about it: if I were to get married again, would that stop me from being your mother? Of course not. This is the same as a new marriage, just, um, more sexual and unusual. And so much more fulfilling. Look at me."

Brenda felt a great swelling of love and lust for her son as she heard that.

Adrian didn't realize just what he was saying with his "one woman like you" comment and didn't give it any thought, but his mother certainly did. She was so excited that she unconsciously began stroking his erection in a more overt manner.

Suddenly, he turned and looked his mother in the eye with great concern. "He doesn't make you sleep with other men, does he?!"

She began to happily jack him off, stroking up and down with long strokes. Talking about Alan while holding her son's cock destroyed whatever resolve she had left. She said, "If he ordered me to, I would have to obey him in that. But he's a very possessive master. I like that about him, actually." She smiled fondly. "So he's not going to do that. Unless... unless he were to tell me to have sex with you. He might just do that, if he felt you were cool with the situation and not resentful of him. If you were mature enough and accepting enough and got to be good friends with him, who knows what he might allow?"

Adrian was on cloud nine. The whole thing seemed like a dream, a very erotic and wet dream. He looked down and saw both of his mother's dainty hands now pumping up and down his stiff pole. She'd pulled his balls through the open fly and was fondling them, too. As if that wasn't enough stimulation, he felt her sweet breath nearby and her boobs and nipples occasionally rubbing up and down his chest or upper arm.

He thought, This feels SO GOOD! If I have to die, kill me now. This is pure heaven!

The pleasure he was feeling was so great that it overrode the many complaints he otherwise would have made about his mother's new harem situation. In fact, it was a challenge for him to speak at all.

Even though he had just cum and was only a couple of minutes into a new erection, the realization that his mother was really, truly jacking him off was so wonderful that he felt himself rapidly building up to yet a third climax in less than an hour.

But just then, Anika stepped forward and said, "Okay, dat's enough." She physically pulled Brenda away from her son, forcing her to disengage from his cock.

Both mother and son looked at her with great disappointment and surprise.

Adrian suddenly gasped for breath, belatedly realizing that he was so excited he'd actually forgotten to breathe for the last minute or so.

But Anika said to him, "Aidy, listen. Your momma now, it's like she said. She's on fire. She's in heat. So she could get a little crazy like dat. I haf to keep her in check; dat's part of my job now. Can you help me vis dis? If she starts to fondle you or suck you, call my name, wery loud. Okay?"

Adrian nodded, even as he thought, As if I would call for anyone to get Momma to stop! Ever! That's the most freaking insane thing I've heard yet!

Brenda seemed to have recovered a bit and said, "Anika's right. I am so excitable these days. Master Alan has awakened my slumbering sexual needs and I can't seem to put them back to sleep. Please forgive me for my boldness, Son. I hope you can deal with a naked and horny mother from now on. Now, how 'bout we go back to trying out outfits?"

Adrian was so blown away that at first he just nodded obediently, but then he said, "Wait a minute. I think I need to take a little rest first. This is all so strange to me. Can I just go to my room and absorb all this for a little while? Or are you in a big rush?" In the back of his mind, he was noting that his mother wasn't really apologizing or feeling guilty about how she'd touched him, only that she was so bold and eager about it.

"No, no rush," Brenda conceded. "The party doesn't start for hours and hours, to be honest." Her shoulders slumped and she became remorseful. "I'm sorry, my love. Mistress Suzanne warned me to go slow. Oh, I guess I'll have to explain who Suzanne is to you soon enough, but not right now. She's a very beautiful and wise woman, by the way. Oops, there I go again. You're right, you're getting too much information at once. Go take a little rest, my cutie. And remember that whatever happens, I will always love you with all of my heart."

She added in her thoughts, And hopefully, soon enough, all the rest of me too!

Knowing that Adrian still sported a massive hard-on, Brenda and Anika cleared out of the room so he could make his way back to his own bedroom without being embarrassed.

Adrian was confused and greatly worried about all this talk of harems, fuck lords, and masters. But the chief thought running through his mind was whether he'd be able to make it to his room before cumming in his shorts or not.

Once he was gone, Anika pointed a bony and old finger at Brenda and chided her, "I tink you screwed up. Big time. I don't think Suzanne vill be happy about dis. No vay. You're going to haf to tell her, you know. You vill get a big time punishment, for sure."

Brenda dropped her head and tried to look chastened and disappointed in herself, but secretly she was delighted. She would be riding the high of actually touching and stroking her son's penis for the first time for the rest of the day, or at least until the party started. And now that that taboo had been breached, she could breach it again and again. She hoped that she'd soon be jacking him off every day - and more. Further, the visit from Adrian had put her in a good mood and nearly completely banished her worries and nervousness. Plus, she could still look forward to trying out many more outfits in front of Adrian before she had to go.

As soon as Anika turned her back, Brenda quickly raised her hands to her mouth. She had carefully preserved some of the cum from Adrian's sticky penis when she was jacking it off just a couple of minutes earlier.

She eagerly licked her fingers to test the taste. Hmmm. Kind of tangy or sour, not sweet like Master Alan's. Still, it's very nice. I'm sure I'm going to love it soon enough. Hee-hee, I'd better, because I'll soon be guzzling it down every day!

She thought, Already, this has been such a pivotal and great day in my life, and the best is yet to come!

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