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About a minute later, Adrian burst into Brenda's bedroom without evenknocking. He was going to say, "What's this about having a 'master'?!What the heck does that mean?!" But he was struck speechless by thesight 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. Asgreat as the house video system was, it was another thing entirely tosee a naked woman in the flesh and just a few feet away.

Brenda stood up from her position over Anika and turned tothe door, once again cradling her breasts in her arms like she washolding up two firm yet pillowy bowling balls. She asked withpuzzlement, "Aidy?!"

It took some moments for Adrian to remember what he was goingto say. Then, somehow, he remembered that if he used words like"master" and "incredible super stud" he'd be giving away the fact thathe was eavesdropping on them, and he might not be able to enjoy hisvoyeuristic abuse of the house video system any longer. So he was struckspeechless. Completely speechless. He didn't have Alan's talent to makeup a good excuse on the spot, not when he was as aroused as he was atthe moment. It didn't help that he could see his mother's bare shavenand very wet pussy as she simply stood there as if there was nothingunusual about her being totally nude.

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

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

Luckily, Anika stepped into the breach with the comment,"Brenda, looks like Aidy here is vorried about you. He must be able todetect 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 sensessomewhat. Finally, after his breathing calmed down some, he said,"That's - that's right! Momma, things have been so strange around herelately, 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 himin a hug. "Oh, Pooh Bear! That's so sweet that you noticed and areworried 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, soshe had to crouch down a bit to get eye to eye with him.

She knew that embracing him like this would make him happy,but she didn't realize just how deep his passionate desire to be touchedran. The only thing that could make him any more overjoyed at thatmoment was if he could have reached up and groped her rack or kissed heron the lips, but he was far too shy to give either a try.

Anika coughed a couple of times, but seeing that wasn't avery effective warning signal at the moment, she said, "Brenda, bevare.Your dress, vell, I should say, you're wery exposed..." She blushed alittle bit for Brenda's sake.

Brenda looked down at herself and laughed. "Oopsie! Sorry,Aidy. As you can see, I'm dressing for the party and I can't decide whatto wear." But she didn't make any attempt to pull away. She could feelhis hard-on pressing against her thigh. Even though his shorts were abarrier between them, she loved the feel of it just the same.

She thought, It's not the tree trunk monster that mymaster has, but then again, what is? It's still a lovely thing and I'llbet it could fill me up just fine! Ooh, that's so naughty - mommyfucking! If he just pulls it out and moves it a few inches over-

Anika remembered her role given by Suzanne to make surethings didn't progress too quickly between mother and son. She said in aloud and unavoidable voice, "Brenda, can I speak to you for a moment?"She made it sound much more like an order than a question.

Brenda was forced to pull away from her son, just as she wasbeginning to rub her thigh up against his throbbing and overheatederection. Her breasts seemed to have completely enveloped and suffocatedhis chest, and she loved the feeling as much as he did. She began toslowly disengage, then turned to Anika with her hands still on her son'sshoulders.

Anika beckoned Brenda nearer with a crooked finger and a darklook. (Adrian was completely oblivious to most anything Anika was doing- all he could think about was the tingling on his chest from the skinto skin contact there.)

Brenda reluctantly let go of her son altogether and bent overin front of him. She made sure to stick her ass up high in her son'sdirection and keep her legs spread apart as much as possible. She hopedto give Adrian such a great view of her pussy that he'd lose control andreach out to touch it. "What is it?" she asked impatiently.lights

Anika said quietly, "Do I haf to mention you're not vearing a stitch of clothing?"

Brenda rolled her eyes a bit in exasperation. She pushed her ass further up and back, hoping to give her son naughty ideas.

Adrian was scared shitless of doing the wrong thing. He wascompletely lost at sea with this new way his mother was behaving and wasdetermined not to do anything he wasn't explicitly given permission todo. If he could have read Brenda's thoughts, things would have been verydifferent, but he couldn't. He didn't even have a clue on how to readher many obvious non-verbal cues.

Brenda considered stepping back until she could push her assand pussy right into her son. She imagined Adrian taking his hard-on outof his shorts and rubbing it all over her ass. But she thought aboutAnika telling Suzanne, and then considered the implications of Suzannegetting mad. She imagined all kinds of cruel punishments to follow, andnot the "good" ones like spanking, either. With a horrified start, sheimagined not being allowed to go to the poke-her party later. Sheaborted stepping backwards, and with a forlorn sigh, stood back up toturn around and look at her son.

Now facing him, she idly ran her index finger down into hercleavage, pretending to chase down a rivulet of sweat that dripped fardown into it. "Pooh Bear, remember what I told you yesterday, when Isaid that my, uh, lover, wants me to practice my seduction techniques?Remember that I warned you that you might be seeing a lot more of me andI asked you if you could handle it? Well, can you handle it? Maybe youcan stay for a while and give me some suggestions on what I need to wearto the party. That is, if you can put up with seeing me naked." She wasrubbing her hand between her breasts for no apparent reason, now.

Adrian had so many things he wanted to say that he felt likeexploding. Mostly, he wanted to yell, "You mean 'master,' not 'lover,'don't you?!" But he managed to avoid screaming that, mostly in his hasteto assure his mother that she didn't have to get dressed on hisaccount. He said, "Of course, I can handle it! But this party. Whatparty?" All the while, his eyes remained riveted to her cleavage. Theway she was still idly stroking herself there did wonders to mute hisanger.

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

The friendly all-over squeeze made him stop breathing for awhile. It also nearly caused him to cum in his shorts, especially sincehe felt his mother's hands accidentally brush over his erection (or atleast, he assumed it was an accident). His hands also migrated down toher ass without any conscious decision on his part. But once they werethere, clenching her ass cheeks quite strongly, he found himself unableto pull them away. Everything was so incredible that he could scarcelybelieve what was happening. It was like it was happening to someone elseand he was just watching the movie of it, except that he could smelland feel his mother so very vividly.magic

He thought, Her boobs! My momma's boobs! They're soimpossibly huge and yet so indescribably soft! And warm! And squishy andgood and amazing and wonderful, and well, everything! Not only that,but the ass! I actually have my hands on her ass! This is awesome! Whatkind of cruel fate has given me such a mother that I can see and noweven touch naked, but be cursed to go no further?! If only I could teaseand 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 sheonly knew what she's doing to me right now, she'd disown me! This issuch cruel pleasure! And now she has a new lover and worships the groundhe walks on. Life is so unfair!

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

Adrian nodded dumbly. Then he blurted out, "You mean Alan'sharem. Your master!" He tried to say it accusingly, but it came out moreas 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 youoverhear me saying all that at some point? Well, you're right. Yes, Alanis my master's name. My master. Alan." She stared off into space andsaid the name reverently.

But what really blew Adrian away was that her entire bodystraightened up and stiffened as if for inspection while she drifted offinto a daydream about her master. In fact, she was fantasizing aboutAlan barking for her to "assume the position." Her chest thrust forwardeven more than usual, which was saying a lot, and her nipples seemed togrow even stiffer and longer than they already were. She longed to be inthat position in front of Alan for real in a matter of hours. Justthinking about presenting herself to Alan like that gave her a greatrush.

Then her mental focus seemed to snap back to reality,although her body continued to stand stiffy with her back arched and herchest thrust proudly forward. She continued, "You're right, it's hisparty. The weekly poke-her party. That's where I'm going to be everyWednesday night from now on. I hope you don't mind. Think of it asMomma'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 plainlyevident in them. His mother was leaning so far forward that her nippleswere lightly brushing up against his shirt. The only thing stopping himfrom 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. Hestruggled in vain to form a sentence. He finally ended up just blurtingout, "'Poke-her party'?!"

Brenda giggled. She finally eased her stance and steppedback. Then she turned back to her closet - she had a closet containingnothing but French maid uniforms now - and began looking at outfitsagain. She felt a lot better since her son had come in and expressed hisconcern. 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 Imean by poking, don't you? Tonight there's going to be six big-tittednymphos there. Can you just imagine what kind of superior man he mustbe, to manhandle and fuck all those horny sexpots in one evening? Is itany wonder that he owns my body and my soul?"

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

She thought, For anyone who might question my lifestylechoices, if only they could feel what I'm feeling right now! It can'tpossibly get any better! Oh, Aidy! Touch me!