Honour Thy Mother - Chapter 13 by JamesRussel

Alex squealed with delight as the warm liquid hit his face. In just one shot, every inch of his face not shielded by his nose or brow was covered in thick white cream. With his hands frantically jerking the massive cock he had been hungrily deepthroating moments prior, many more followed. More and more hot, virile seed covered his face, drenched his hair, filled his open mouth, and ran down his throat to the bright pink choker fittingly labeling him a CUMSLUT.

For a moment, he knelt motionless and basked in the utter bliss of having his mother's cum all over his face, its delicious saltiness surrounding his tongue, and its heady scent heavy in every breath he drew. Then a small flood spilled from his lips when he closed his mouth to swallow, shivering as it went down. Scooping the thick layer of cum from his eyes, he blinked them open to look up at Jenna and the phone in her hand as he scooped her cum into his mouth, moaned, and greedily swallowed it.

"Thank you. I needed this so much," he confessed. "My goddess," he added, the moniker rolling off his tongue easier every time he uttered it. His eyes fell to the tip of her still-hard cock, a full foot and a half long and thicker than his forearm, hovering inches in front of his face. Seeing the last of her cum trickle from her tip and run along her underside, he leaned in to lap it up but his tongue refused to stop after just a single lick.

"Yeah I could tell," Jenna laughed, putting away her phone as Alex licked, kissed, and nuzzled what had undeniably become the center of his life. Rubbing his face along her shaft left it smeared with cum which he was all too happy to lap up. "You have to be the most desperately cock-crazed slut I've ever fucked," she judged.

"Thank you," Alex moaned, taking pride in how well he fulfilled his new role as her slutty wife. His heart fluttered when he looked up past her giant cock. The way she towered above him, sexy and confident in her utter superiority, made him feel at home on his knees. Beyond that, there was something about the way she looked down at him. Her eyes were full of possessiveness, lust, and infectious pride, although Alex had no way to know that she was mostly pleased with herself. After all, she had found a solution for Alex's lack of direction in life and at the same time found, or rather created, the utterly devoted sub she had wanted for so long. And she already had ideas to make him even more perfect.

As he worshipped his mother and her gigantic cock, Alex idly wondered how it would feel to have someone's lips on his penis, if getting head would feel as amazing as giving, but he quickly discarded the thought. Just on the face of it, it was laughable to think that simple physical sensations could compare to the deep satisfaction of being on his knees where he belonged and staring up at his mother while her huge, hard cock stretched his throat, throbbing as it pumped her hot thick cum into him.

Besides, Jenna had made it abundantly clear that his penis wasn't worth her touch, nor did she allow him to touch it more than hygiene demanded. Just reminding himself of this sent a chill down his spine. He vaguely recalled the idea that he should lash out against this humiliation, that he shouldn't let someone deny him ownership over his very body. As it was though, he only moaned and buried his cum-stained face in his mother's sack. It was simply undeniable that any attention paid to his thumb-sized painful erection would be wasted when it could instead be lavished on the beautiful cock looming above him or the woman that it, and he, belonged to.

As his seething lust slowly simmered down, Alex regained enough control over himself to cover Jenna's cock, still hot, hard, and throbbing, in small affectionate kisses instead of rubbing his face all over it like a cat begging its owner for a treat. Her balls didn't go neglected either. Staring up into Jenna's eyes, Alex moaned as he gave each of her apple-sized orbs a long tongue-heavy kiss. His mouth thanked them for the huge load that had mostly made its circuitous way to his belly while his eyes already begged for the next. With the taste of her ever-abundant pre blending with hints of creamy saltiness lingering on his tongue, her musk flooding through his nose directly into his brain completed his submissive high.

"I've been thinking of you all day," Alex confessed once he could get himself to misuse his mouth for speaking instead of sucking. His mind raced with all the things he wished she'd do to him next, fantasies that had been occupying more and more of his mind throughout the day.

"That was pretty obvious," Jenna snorted and watched him eagerly serve her, driven by an insatiable need. The interplay of his warm, soft tongue and the cooling mixed fluids all over her crotch was delightful. It almost rivaled the sight of him staring up at her with hunger and adoration written all over what she could see of his face. "Do you have any idea how much you distracted me?" she asked in a subtly accusatory tone.

"Sorry, I just couldn't help myself," Alex admitted before pressing his tongue flat against her cumvein. In a single smooth motion, he dragged it all the way up to her tip, letting out a moan as he lapped up her ever-abundant precum. He had somewhat surprised himself with his behavior today. With his girlfriends, he had always found sexting awkward but today he had been so horny that he had gotten out his phone in a lecture and, after casting a paranoid look around, texted Jenna to confess how badly he needed her.

She'd left him on read but that didn't discourage him from sending message after message sharing his fantasies about what she'd do to him once they were home. Among the texts was a selfie he'd taken when he'd snuck off to a restroom stall in between lectures and posed with his collar flipped to expose the letters on it and his mouth filled to the brim with her cum from his thermos.

Going back to college after their unofficial honeymoon had been a jarring transition. Much like the weekend leading up to Christmas, Alex had spent most of the following days serving and pampering his mother in any way she desired whenever he wasn't busy cooking for her or cleaning up the messes they'd leave around the house. As an added twist, some of the times that she'd use his holes or allow him to worship her cock, she'd record it and the thought that someone might one day see him being a shameless slut for her would drive him wild.

In every room, against every wall, on the floor, on every table, the kitchen counter, in her bed and his, she had taken him in every position he'd ever fantasized about. For a good few of them, he would've lacked the strength to hold them or the endowment to get more than the tip in but neither had been a concern for Jenna as she easily manhandled and impaled him like a cheap onahole. Among all the passionate sex and animalistic rutting, however, what he'd loved the most was a quiet night they'd spent on the couch, naked as usual.

Curled up in his mother's lap, Alex had spent the evening fruitlessly suckling her nipple while she cradled him against herself, stroked his hair and watched some show. Alex barely even heard the TV, all his attention taken up by the myriad delights of Jenna's body, from the faintly sweet scent of her skin to the feel and taste of her nipple, the steady rhythm of her heartbeat he felt through her chest, her warmth, her occasional sharp inhalations and soft moans. With his one hand gently massaging the breast he was sucking on, the other wandered between the soft weight of her other breast, her firm belly and the pulsating hardness of her cock stuck between him and her.

His mouth only left her nipple when her hand gently guided his head over to her cock. With her hand in his hair, Alex looked up at her as he began bobbing his head on her first few inches. Jenna kept her eyes on the TV, denying Alex the eye contact he sought and so he watched her face closely while he sucked and tongued at her pre-spewing tip. He could tell from the throbbing and twitching of her cock that she was close and so, using both hands to milk her girthy shaft into his mouth, it wasn't long before he watched her eyes flutter and drift shut as her head rolled back.

A drawn-out throaty moan of pleasure escaped her mouth and a heartbeat later, he felt her cock pulse and a flood of delicious cream erupted into his mouth. Even as hungry as he had become for it, he had no hope of swallowing the liters of syrupy cum as quickly as Jenna pumped them into him. Watching all tension drain from his beautiful goddess as he swallowed mouthful after mouthful of her essence was satisfying enough that Alex didn't even think about getting off himself, not that he had gone without for long ever since she had broken in his ass.

When her orgasm wound down, Jenna finally gave him the eye contact he wanted. She watched him lovingly clean her cock of the cum that had leaked from his lips, cooing and telling him what a good boy he was until he blushed crimson. After he finished with a thankful kiss on her sensitive tip, she had finally princess-carried him off to bed to be her little spoon.

After all that, listening to boring lectures and walking through the halls avoiding eye contact with the strangers staring at him was like going through withdrawal. Deep down, he couldn't judge anyone for staring at him, knowing that the androgynous blonde walking around campus in a pink latex choker and tight jeans hugging a plugged butt was a far cry from the inconspicuous boy who had started the year. Still, feeling eyes on him left him embarrassed and aroused. Spending hours sitting while his throbbing butt reminded him of his mother's thrusting hips and spanking hands that had left it sore didn't help.

"I didn't pay your tuition so you could sit around daydreaming about me," Jenna's voice brought Alex back to the present, her tone making it clear she didn't truly fault him for being obsessed with her. "Want me to make those dreams come true?" she asked as Alex's lips closed around her tip and he automatically began bobbing his head and tonguing at her glans.

"Mhm," Alex confirmed what Jenna could already tell from the needy look in his eyes, "Please." He immediately regretted taking his mouth off her cock to speak when she grabbed it and pulled her tip up away from him. He whined and leaned in to follow it only to flinch when the weight of Jenna's giant bitchbreaker hit him in the face.

"You're supposed to be my wife, not just a whore," Jenna mocked him as she gave him another few cockslaps. Grinning at the little noises he made, she ordered, "Make me dinner first, then we'll see about working through your little list."

The second day back at college was even worse for Alex than the first. His freshly sore butt and a new set of lewd memories kept him distracted throughout the lectures and, of course, it was Tuesday so he'd be staying late and his mind was racing trying to imagine what kind of lewd scene he'd come home to. Swim training was especially bad.

Jenna's fingers gripping him tightly while she pounded him from behind had left a collection of small bruises on his hips and his speedos put them on full display. He only hoped the asymmetry in the spots on his hips due to Jenna's right hand gripping his neck or hair as often as his hips made it somewhat less obvious how he got them.

Throughout the training, Alex felt junior coach Nilsen's eyes on him even more intensely than before, which in all likelihood wasn't helped by the fact that without Jenna's express permission, he hadn't dared to take off his choker. She didn't even try to hide her ogling when he looked her way. While the others swam, Alex barely even got in the water. He spent most of the time exercising as if Nilsen was his personal trainer.

Once again, she had him stretching and doing leg exercises under her watchful gaze. She had never been shy about touching him to correct or assist him but today she was getting downright handsy. Alex constantly felt her hands on him, correcting the slightest deviation from her desired form. They often lingered, especially on his thighs and lower back. Alex didn't resist, completely baffled by her open interest. It was both exciting and intimidating and he had no idea how to handle it.

It all came to a head when she had him bend over and hug his knees. Just as soon as he had taken the pose, helped by her hand on his lower back, his eyes shot open with a gasp when he felt her hand on his ass. In the moment he spent frozen in shock, he felt her hand move over his cheeks in such a way that she had to have felt his plug. Panicking, he dove into the pool, hearing her snorting laughter just before he hit the water.

On the way home, his mind struggled to process what had happened on top of what he assumed was about to happen. He felt strangely guilty about someone other than his mother having touched him that way, trying to decide if he should tell her about it. Busy with his thoughts, he had been slow to get dressed and get going, giving him even more time to mull things over as he missed his bus and waited for the next one. With his mind still occupied, he only noticed that something was off when he threw the door shut behind him.

The house was silent. No slapping flesh, no squeaking furniture, no hoarse moans or semi-coherent begging. He was hardly even ashamed anymore to admit that he was more disappointed than relieved. The scenes he had walked in on had been far too hot, the humiliation of watching and listening as she ruined the girls she had stolen from him far too arousing, trying to decide which one of the couple engaged in rough fucking he was even jealous of too difficult. Even calling it stealing didn't quite feel right. She had claimed them. She had taken what she wanted and Alex had an increasingly hard time denying that she had a right to do so, especially from him.

Although the house was silent, it apparently wasn't empty as the light was on in the living room. "Mom? I'm -" Alex called out as he walked in, freezing mid-sentence at the sight that greeted him. Seeing his mother's gorgeous body naked was always stunning but what awaited him in the living room was even better.

Jenna was lounging on the couch wearing the very set of red lingerie she'd bought on their shopping trip some weeks ago. Lying on her side, the curve from her waist to her hips was emphasized. Some of her hair guided his eyes to her breasts, framed by red lace, which were pressed together in a mouthwatering way. "There you are," Jenna perked up when he walked in. "You know it's rude to make a lady wait," she reprimanded him before she shut the book she'd been reading and sat up. Alex barely even felt his legs give out under him. He dropped to his knees as Jenna spread her legs and threw her hair back with a flick of her head.

"Sorry," Alex half-whispered. The annoyance subtly written on Jenna's beautiful features lent extra weight to the unspoken command. When Jenna beckoned him with two quick curls of a finger, Alex had already started crawling towards her.

"Well your manners are improving at least," Jenna smirked as she watched him approach. His eyes in turn roamed all over her, from her piercing eyes and her beautiful face framed by her ginger locks over her large, firm boobs supported by red lace down to her juicy thighs where her flawless pale skin met shiny red nylon. Mostly, his eyes gravitated toward the massive endowments between her thighs. As he crawled towards her, he picked up a mix of her sweet natural scent and the heady musk emitting from her crotch. He swallowed the saliva pooling in his mouth at the hypnotic sight of her huge cock slowly beginning to rise and grow as he came closer and closer to it.

"Welcome home," Jenna finally said when Alex stopped, kneeling between her thighs and no longer even trying to tear his eyes off her cock. A moment later, Alex lost his struggle to stop himself from burying his face in her crotch. With his nose right under the base of her cock, he took a deep breath and let it out in a moan, tickling her balls with his breath. Feeling his face heat up and his heart beat faster, he cast a look full of insatiable need up towards his mother's face, drinking in the sight of her perfect lace-clad underboob as much as her heady scent. He saw her smirking down at him. Clearly, she could tell that there was only one thing on his mind.

He brought his hands up to gently grasp her soft shaft and placed a quick kiss on it before he leaned back so he could lift its tip up to his mouth, sticking out his tongue like a wet red carpet.

"Ah ah ah," she chided him jokingly, "Am I gonna have to talk to you about consent?"

"What?" Alex asked, baffled.

"You can't just shove your face in a woman's crotch like a rabid dog," she smirked down at him.

"Sorry," Alex responded, knowing from the heat in his cheeks that he was brushing crimson as he was confronted with how much he had just debased himself. "Can I suck your cock, mom? Please?" he begged without a hint of hesitation.

"Oh my, you're like an addict," Jenna chuckled, "No."

The short, simple word hit Alex like a kick to the stomach and left him stunned for a moment. "But," he eventually managed to stammer.

"Strip first," Jenna cut him off.

Relief washed over Alex. "Yes! Of course! Thank you," he said hastily and stood up, his mind already imagining the kind of clothes-ruining mess she was going to make of him. He already had his shirt halfway pulled over his head when he heard Jenna bark, "Stop!" He froze and pulled his shirt back down so he could give Jenna a confused look.

"I told you to strip, not undress," she elaborated. "Make a bit of a show of it," she commanded as she leaned back and looked at him expectantly. Alex hesitated, unsure what to do. He had certainly seen plenty of videos of girls stripping but the thought had never occurred to him to do it himself. He wasn't even really comfortable just dancing normally.

None of that mattered, however, as not obeying her was out of the question. Without practice or even music, he started swaying back and forth while he played with his shirt, slowly pulling it up and trying to tease the moment he'd show his nipples. Alex knew his movements and the whole performance were awkward, even without seeing the amused grin on Jenna's face. He also knew that even after everything she had already made him do, she had once again given him an opportunity to show his devotion by doing something he was uncomfortable with for her, and he couldn't help but love her for it.

The single saving grace of his performance was the genuine desire in his eyes as he discarded his shirt and turned around, looking at her over his shoulder as he undid his button and zipper. He chewed his lips when his eyes fell on his mother's massive semi-erect cock. Seeing it rise and grow to its awe-inspiring size was hypnotic and made him all the more enthusiastic about shaking his hips back and forth as he bent over and pushed his boxers down over his cheeks and legs.

Once his pants were bunched around his ankles, he stepped out of them with nimbleness that surprised himself considering he was almost folded in half. Planting his feet wide, he ran his hand up his legs and, with a practiced motion, pulled his cheeks apart to once again present his plugged behind to her. From between his ankles, he hungrily eyed the glistening liquid appearing on the tip of Jenna's hard cock and gave his butt a wiggle to underline the lewd invitation to fuck him printed on the pink heart sticking out of his sphincter.

"Not bad for the first time," Jenna judged and gave him a few slow claps as he stood up and faced her. Turning around revealed his own erect penis, eagerly performing the sole sexual function it had been relegated to as an indicator of just how much he got off on his subservience. It didn't escape Jenna's notice, as Alex could tell from Jenna's grin widening when her eyes briefly flicked down to his crotch. "Come here and get your reward," she calmly gave him the command he had been waiting for.

Alex didn't spend another second on his feet, dropping to his knees and trying to imitate the sensuous catlike crawl he had seen so often in porn. He meant to build anticipation by taking his time but with Jenna's huge, pre-leaking cock right in front of him that didn't last. He swallowed the saliva pooling in his mouth as he hastily crawled toward her, his eyes drawn to the enormous orbs hanging at the perfect height for him to kiss, pulling the skin of her sack taut with their obvious weight.

When his lips finally made contact with one of his mother's fist-sized balls, Alex moaned and paused for a heartbeat to bask in the moment with his eyes closed. "Thank you," he whispered as he blinked his eyes back open and shot a look full of bottomless adoration up at Jenna. With her stormy grey eyes watching him closely, he gently cradled her other fist-sized cumtank in his hand while he moved his head up towards the base of her cock. "Thank you," he repeated, louder, after kissing the root of her cumvein. Another moan escaped his throat when he licked his lips and tasted her pre that had already run all the way down her shaft. With his lust boiling over, his throat not being stretched painfully wide was quickly becoming unbearable.

He gripped her shaft near the base with his other hand and, maintaining eye contact as well as he could with her fat cock in front of his face, ascended her length with his tongue pressed against its underside. He savored the salty pre he lapped up and the implicit promise that he'd get another taste of her cum soon. After all, it had already been over an hour since he'd sucked the last mouthful out of his thermos as a post-workout. "I love you," he cooed when he'd made it halfway up her 18-inch length. After another quick kiss, Alex continued licking the rest of the way to her tip.

Filling his lungs with cock-scented air, he closed his lips around her tip without wasting a moment. His tongue lapped up the precum pumping out of his mother's cock as he pressed his mouth down on it, letting it spread his lips. Thanks to months of increasingly regular practice, the once-daunting task of fitting her massive girth into his mouth was hardly even an obstacle anymore. "Good boy," Jenna said as her glans disappeared into Alex's mouth, spurring him on even further to impale his face on her cock.

Tingles spread all over Alex with every veined, throbbing inch slipping through his lips, over his tongue and finally into his welcoming throat. Sparks flew as he maintained eye contact while he moved his hand from her shaft and hooked his arm under her thigh to pull himself in. When his lips kissed her base, Alex finally felt truly at home, shuddering and moaning around her cock in deep satisfaction. The throaty purr from Jenna was a welcome sign that she seemed to enjoy having her cock buried all the way down his throat almost as much as he did.

As much as he loved simply being where he belonged, he wasn't content to just kneel there and bask in the feeling of his mother's colossal, hot cock throbbing in his throat. With a wet slurp, he pulled back up, sucking and licking without even thinking about it, until about a third of Jenna's cock had reappeared from his lips, wet and shiny. Unwilling to let any more of her hot shaft escape, Alex brought himself back down, eliciting a mutual moan when his lips touched her base again.

Alex immediately launched into a rhythm. He moved his head up and down on Jenna's cock as if he was trying to trigger what was left of his gag reflex, his eyes, tongue and throat expressing his love and devotion better than he could put into words. He let out a muffled squeal when Jenna's hand came to rest upon his head and her fingers loosely gripped some streaks of his hair. The tacit approval of his pace she showed by not taking control filled him with pride. Of the many decisions she'd made for him that he'd come to agree with in hindsight, making him grow out his hair so she could pull it was definitely among the best.

Continuing to give himself the facefucking he had craved, Alex's thoughts once again drifted back to that evening all those weeks ago that had marked the beginning of his new life. This time, however, he wasn't simply reliving those memories forever seared into his mind. Rather than looking through his own eyes, he saw the whole scene in front of his mind's eye, his mother on this very couch in a blazer and bunched-up skirt and a frightened boy kneeling between her thighs, visibly shocked by the cock draped across his face.

Alex struggled to believe that this boy who only reluctantly even opened his mouth for the cock Alex was now enthusiastically deepthroating was supposed to be him. The thought that he would have once been visibly disgusted by his mother's delicious cock being slowly, laboriously forced into his mouth left him deeply ashamed. Suddenly, another figure materialized in the scene playing out in his head.

Nude, collared and plugged, Alex saw himself as he was now appear kneeling beside his past self. The blond boy looked at the gagging and choking boy with pure contempt before he looked up at Jenna as adoringly as Alex now was and lovingly kissed the side of her still-exposed shaft in greeting. With the formalities handled, he grabbed the heretic's head, his fingers interlacing with Jenna's, and shoved.

His feeble efforts barely would've made a difference next to Jenna's overwhelming strength but just the thought of helping his younger, ignorant self embrace his future turned him on. As the assisted facefucking playing out before his mind's eye became deeper and quicker, it slowly caught up to Alex's real attempts to gag himself on his mother's monstrous cock. While Jenna forced more and more of her thick shaft into Alex's past self, the new, enlightened Alex's reflection kissed and licked at her exposed base.

When past-Jenna finally buried the rest of her cock in the crying, choking boy, he deeply annoyed Alex with his utter failure to recognize what a privilege it was. With no more exposed shaft to keep warm and lubricated, his current self's reflection smoothly descended to provide her balls with the appreciation they deserved. Imagining himself sucking on his mother's huge balls while helping to jerk his past self's head up and down her cock, Alex suddenly noticed that in reality, he only had a single hand lazily cradling one of her heavy orbs.

With his head bouncing up and down the bottom third of Jenna's cock, Alex brought the hand he had hooked behind her thigh down to her sack as well. Trying to do the work of two mouths, Alex gently caressed, weighed, and squeezed Jenna's apple-sized balls while his lips, tongue and throat worked her shaft. Maintaining eye contact with his mother past the twin lace-clad fleshy mountains sitting proudly on her chest, Alex bemoaned the fact that he could barely give her cock the attention it deserved while the rest of her went neglected. Already, he was looking forward to the weekend when Jenna would have time for a bath which meant he'd get to wash, massage and lotion every inch of her perfect body.

For the moment, however, he only had eighteen thick, pulsing inches to concern himself with and, after briefly coming up for air, he continued to devote himself to this favorite task of his. Alex wasn't even aware that all thoughts of the day's events or coach Nilsen's transgressions were blown away by Jenna's presence, replaced by a feeling of safety and a deep need to serve her. Driven by this need and his selfish desire to feel her throbbing deep inside him, Alex flattened his nose against her crotch over and over again.

His efforts were rewarded with a moan rumbling deep in Jenna's throat as she let her head roll back and enjoyed his ministrations. Knowing he was pleasing her gave him goosebumps but it wasn't the reward he wanted. The heavy orbs filling his hands held his prize and he could practically feel them swelling with every passing moment.

Trapped in a vicious cycle of trying to thank Jenna for letting him suck her cock by sucking it, Alex couldn't decide if his mother's stamina was a blessing or a curse. It was only appropriate that just like her virility, her size and the skill with which she used it, her stamina was so far superior to his that it was absurd to even compare them. At that moment, however, he wanted nothing more than to make her climax and her blessed stamina meant he had to work all the harder for it.

Thankfully, Alex thoroughly enjoyed that work. He couldn't complain about having to spend longer bobbing his head on his mother's giant cock, working his tightly stretched throat around her, wiggling his tongue against her cumvein, sucking on her throbbing shaft and using every little trick he'd learned to pleasure her. Not after daydreaming about doing it all day. He might even love it more than when she fucked his ass.

Serving her orally didn't give him the mind-melting flood of pleasure that came from her cock stretching his ass so much wider than his ever-present plug and crushing that magic spot she had taught him was his prostate. However, it was precisely the ostensibly one-sided nature of the act, giving pleasure without receiving it, that made it feel so right. Alex found something immensely gratifying about feeling her cock pulsing deeper in his chest than even his own heartbeat, a feeling that was only emphasized by the strip of Latex on his throat making its presence felt. Besides, it wasn't even quite true that he didn't get any pleasure from the act as Jenna's veined shaft moving inside him left every millimeter of his throat tingling like a teasingly light touch on his lips.

More importantly, Jenna seemed to prefer his mouth as, soon after taking his anal virginity, Jenna had gradually reverted to mostly using his throat over the hole they had spent so much time and effort preparing for her. Alex couldn't tell if his mother, in a similar if opposite way to him, got more out of being worshipped than from simply having a tight warm hole quivering around her cock or, having given him a thorough taste of life as a buttslut, she had decided to keep it as something special he had to earn as either a reward or a punishment that felt like one. Either way, she had fully cured him of even associating sex with his penis.

Alex forgot time as he bobbed his head and caressed the heavy orbs almost imperceptibly swelling in his hands beyond their already immense size. His eyes slowly drifted back and forth between open and closed as he alternated between savoring every sensation and detail of the moment and letting Jenna see the boundless love and need in his eyes while he in turn drank in the lustful, possessive looks she shot back at him.

While moans and wet slurping filled the room, Alex's mind was perfectly quiet, completely focused on pleasuring, serving, worshipping his Mother-Goddess. The only articulated thoughts that entered his head were her moaned and whispered words of praise and encouragement which he absorbed like a sponge. When he opened his eyes again and found himself looking right into Jenna's phone camera, he blushed and redoubled his efforts, flattered by the thought that he was putting on a show worth recording and aroused by the taboo idea that someone might see him display the unbridled enthusiasm and well-practiced ease with which he took his mother's colossal cock to the root again and again.

Gradually, his submissive bliss was tainted by not just his jaw getting sore and the borderline painful discomfort from kneeling on the wood floor for so long, which by itself he would've gladly accepted in service to her pleasure, but a growing frustration because of his apparent inability to bring her to climax. It was bad enough that it was keeping him from the hot, sticky reward he craved but even worse, it called his skill as her personal slut into question. Alex had lost count of how often he'd had to come up for a fresh lungful of air and pheromones by the time an idea struck him.

Eager as he was to learn how to best please his mother, it had been easy to observe that the old adage about the most important erogenous zone being between the ears rather than the legs certainly held true for her and so he tried another approach. Slowly and rather reluctantly, Alex pulled off Jenna's cock with the implicit permission granted by her hand in his hair. He silently marveled at how much he had to lean back before her tip came clear of his throat and deposited a fresh pulse of delicious pre right on his tongue.

When Jenna's cock audibly popped out of Alex's lips, his eyes stayed on it as it swung back and his face followed a second later. Moving a hand to gently steady it, Alex showed off to Jenna and the camera in her hand that her cock was bigger than his forearm while most of his face disappeared behind it to place a long heartfelt kiss on the sensitive spot on its underside just below her glans.

With his eyes closed, Alex took a deep breath of her heady scent and simply basked in the moment. When he blinked his eyes back open, he saw Jenna had put away her phone, having apparently deemed his display of devotion a good spot to cut the video. "Good boy," she cooed, the simple phrase making Alex's eyes light up and his face heat up like an aural drug. Licking her pre off his lips, Alex still wanted more after he had missed out on tasting so much of it that had gone right down his throat.

Alex's tongue quickly flicked a few times over where his lips had just been before he was drawn upwards. Tonguing at Jenna's cumslit, Alex had already wrapped his lips around her tip before he managed to stop and remind himself of how he had just decided he'd get at what he really wanted rather than this diluted taste of it. "I love you mom," Alex breathed after swallowing the mix of fluids in his mouth, "I love you so much."

"As you should," Jenna interjected with a smirk.

"I love you and your cock," Alex once again confessed from the bottom of his heart. He gave her silky glans another quick kiss before leaning back and letting his face reflect the awe he felt as he simply admired the sight of her endowment. Shiny with saliva and pre, it jutted out naturally from his mother's beautifully feminine hips, its sheer incredible size further emphasized by his comparatively small forearm right next to it. As beautiful as it was, he suddenly imagined how much sexier it would look with lipstick smeared all over it. He swallowed again when his eyes fell on his thumb, which had always been uncomfortably close to the size of his penis and now looked so tiny and insignificant on her cock.

"I still can't believe how fucking huge it is," Alex whispered as he leaned back in.

"Language," Jenna mock-chided him, grinning as Alex indulged himself by licking some more pre off her cock.

"Sorry," Alex replied sheepishly and moved his head to the side of Jenna's shaft opposite his arm holding it. "But, I mean, just look at it", he said before nearly dislocating his jaw to mock-bite the side of her towering shaft with lip-wrapped teeth. "Mmm and it smells so good, tastes so good" he added dreamily, "I can't get enough of it. Thank you so much for teaching me how to get it in my mouth." His dirty talk aroused himself as he realized that under her guidance, he had genuinely become the kind of worshipful submissive nymphomaniac that he had never quite dared to ask his girlfriends to just once pretend to be.

With her hand resting on his head, ready to take control at any moment, he kissed and licked up and down her shaft in between words, stimulating Jenna with the ever-shifting texture of his lips, tongue and cheek against her cock. "Thank you for helping me get over my reservations. For having certainty when I hesitated. You were right. You were so right. All along. This is where I belong. Thank you for showing me," he continued. Judging from the quickening pulse he felt in her shaft, Alex concluded that stroking both her ego and her cock really did have the desired effect, emboldening him further. "I promise I'll be a good wife."

"And if you're my wife, what does that make me?" Jenna wondered.

"My Goddess," Alex responded without hesitation.

"That's right," Jenna beamed at him.

"And I just want to worship you as you deserve. It's all I think about. I wish I could do nothing else all day," Alex confessed earnestly. "Maybe Saturday we could stay in bed and I'll show you I can't get you out of my head," he suggested, feeling way too clever about it, "Please?"

"I don't know," Jenna said teasingly, "Convince me." Despite her feigned hesitancy, Alex could tell from how much pre she was pumping out that he was really turning her on. He could sympathize as he felt his penis jump and twitch while he begged her for the privilege of sucking her cock, acting out another old fantasy of his that he now found himself on what he would've once considered the wrong side of.

He knew better now. Every moment he spent letting out the submissive slut she had awakened inside him further confirmed that this was where he was meant to be. "Please. I need it," he begged in between lapping up the clear liquid liberally running down her shaft, "I love being your slut, your slave, your fucktoy." Going through the list of degrading titles he'd accepted by wearing them on a collar for her, Alex was drawn towards the source of the nectar he was eagerly lapping up until his tongue was dancing over her tip while he hungrily looked at her almost at eye level.

"I'll do whatever you want. I just want to be your favorite," he confessed. "I," he began but hesitated, "I wish I could be your only one."

From the way the fingers in his hair twitched as soon as he had finished his sentence, Alex knew immediately that he had messed up. It became all the more apparent as the addictive approval in her eyes was consumed by a burning fury. "You," Jenna said in a harsh voice trembling with barely-contained rage and took a painfully tight hold of Alex's hair, "Do not. Get a say. In who I fuck."

Gripping his head with both hands, she rammed it down on her cock. "You. Do not. Control me," she growled and yanked his head back up no more gently, "I own you." Alex's muffled cry of pain was cut short when Jenna dragged his head back down until his chin pressed into her sack. "Ugh, and you were doing so well too," she complained, staring daggers at him as she violently jerked his head up and down on her shaft. "I can't fucking believe it. I let you have a special place and you try to use it against me. Fucking males," she ranted while she facefucked Alex as hard as she could in her seated position.

Dazed by Jenna's sudden shift in demeanor at first, Alex was slowly recovering his senses. Shame over having angered her brought tears to Alex's eyes and the rough treatment she was subjecting his throat to sent them rolling down his cheeks to join the mix of saliva and precum leaking from the corners of his mouth. Just as he was recovering from the initial shock, Jenna forcefully rammed his face all the way down on her cock and kept him there. Dragging him along, she got up and started thrusting her hips in time with the motions of her arms.

"Oh, but don't you worry," Jenna said, her slightly unhinged tone having quite the opposite effect on Alex. "I'll set you straight yet," she promised while staring down into Alex's tear-filled eyes, "When I'm done with you, you'll be perfect. You will know exactly how to treat me, what role you play and what you are entitled to."

Instinctually, Alex wanted to go boneless and completely surrender himself to Jenna but she was clearly in the mood to punish him so he brought his hands up to Jenna's hips to try and push himself off. He didn't have to hold back for her to easily overpower his feeble resistance, laughing sadistically. Pulling him onto her oncoming hips, Jenna was facefucking Alex with such brutality that she made even his thoroughly trained throat gag. Despite having his hair pulled and his throat abused, Alex was shuddering with pleasure, on the verge of orgasm.

Dutifully maintaining eye contact with his mother as her huge saliva-coated balls bounced off his chin, Alex gradually became aware of just how much he had missed this side of her. Being used and abused recklessly, utterly powerless to stop her even if he wanted to, filled a craving he hadn't fully admitted to. Thin liquid bubbled from the tip of his insignificant penis every time his nose flattened against his mother's crotch.

"Oh that's music to my ears," Jenna purred, commenting on the lewd symphony of wet slapping, gagging and slurping as Alex tried to suck her shaft as it sawed past his lips but couldn't quite match her rhythm. Clearly unconcerned with Alex's comfort or even his need for oxygen, Jenna never fully pulled out of Alex's throat in her quick, fierce thrusts. His feigned resistance slowly became genuine as his lungs started to burn.

All the strength Alex's arms could muster barely even slowed Jenna's hips and her iron grip on his hair kept his head in place no matter how he struggled. A sense of helplessness washed over Alex that made his every hair stand on end. As his need for air grew ever more desperate, Alex could only look up at Jenna pleadingly, the grin of sadistic glee on her face doing nothing to calm him. Losing himself in her beautiful grey eyes, Alex saw something in them he couldn't put his finger on.

Although Alex could feel his arms growing weaker and his attempts to pull his head back became more sporadic, Jenna's hips were slowing down until she simply held him in place with her cock just deep enough down his throat to cut off his air. With the edge of his vision growing dim, Alex kept looking into those eyes that seemed to stare into his soul. Beyond simply taking pleasure in his predicament, he noticed Jenna was watching him intently as if she was looking or waiting for something.

Everything became hazy as Alex's consciousness grew fuzzy. While his sluggish mind wondered what Jenna wanted, every cell in his body screaming for oxygen grew distant and quiet. The panic that had begun to well up in Alex subsided, covered in a blanket of blissful surrender until, as if a switch had flipped, his most basic physiological need yielded to the need to serve. Struggling to stay conscious, Alex let his arms drop and leaned forward.

"Yes," Alex heard Jenna's triumphant voice which sent him over the edge. With stars exploding before his fluttering eyes, Alex convulsed as much as the three-inch thick hard shaft stuck in his throat allowed while waves of ecstasy crashed through his whole body. The watery white lines his penis painted on the floor were barely even a footnote. Sucking on his mother's shaft as if his life depended on it, Alex suddenly felt his lungs fill with air when Jenna pulled out of him just far enough for her tip to clear his throat.

To Alex's delight, Jenna barely gave him time to fill his lungs so he could stay conscious and continue serving her before she rammed herself back in. "Take it you little slut," Jenna exclaimed and Alex was happy to oblige. What should have been pain from her forearm-sized cock punching his throat from the inside only served to prolong his nerve-frying full-body orgasm, letting him ride his high as she used him for all his worth.

With his eyes regaining focus, Alex could see on Jenna's face how her anger began to evaporate, even as the pounding she was subjecting him to only grew more furious. "Fuck, fuck, I'm gonna," he heard her hiss, further confirming what the throbbing in her throbbing cock was already hinting at. His heart pounding with excitement, the quick breath he'd managed to get in was already running out. It dawned on him that if Jenna came down his throat as she seemed intent on, it might take her longer to pump the sheer insane volume of her ejaculation into him than he could hold on to consciousness.

Far from panicking, the prospect of having her use his throat until he passed out only turned him on further. Alex weakly brought his arms back up to grab handfuls of her sexy ass and pull her into him. This final, utter surrender set Jenna off. She almost seemed to growl as she hilted herself in her thoroughly conquered bitch.

To Alex, the world beyond his mother's fertile hips twitching against his lips ceased to exist. Every moment was bliss as her hypervirile balls throbbed against his chin and his belly swelled with the heavy warmth of billions of potential siblings flooding down his throat. With every pulse running over his tongue, his sphincter gripped down on his plug and his penis twitched in dry orgasm, his watery load long spent. His eyes grew heavy as her orgasm dragged on, the deep satisfaction of having served her making it ever so easy to let go and let himself be dragged down into oblivion.

The taste of her thick salty cream on his tongue brought Alex back to reality. He wasn't sure if or how long he'd lost consciousness as he blinked open his eyes just in time to see Jenna's massive cock reemerging from his lips, coated with juices and still just as hard as it had been. Ever since the start of their unofficial honeymoon, Jenna had kept going after cumming once with increasing regularity. He had thought of it as a flattering sign of just how much he turned her on but at that moment, he couldn't help being somewhat intimidated by the raging monster staring him in the face.

As if to validate his fear, Jenna let go of his hair and swung her hips to smack him in the face with the considerable weight of her cock which sent his unsteady form tumbling to the floor. "Oh we're not done yet," Jenna announced menacingly. She pounced on Alex, her hand gripping his throat and keeping him pinned against the floor while she spread his legs with hers. Alex's eyes found hers and were immediately transfixed by the fierce possessiveness and smoldering embers of anger in them. The almost-forgotten sensation of someone else's skin touching his penis made him gasp when her cock slapped down on his belly, crushing his tiny erection.

He could feel the hot weight on his skin throb with unsated need. Looking down past Jenna's wrist, his eyes widened when he saw just how close her tip was. Realizing that it hadn't just felt like the wet spot her dripping cock had left reached above his tattoo, the thought that nothing could stop Jenna from shoving it inside him filled Alex with a mix of trepidation and anticipation.

Jenna didn't leave time for a winner to emerge out of Alex's conflicting emotions. A moment later, she reached down and grabbed the base of Alex's plug. Although his muscles clamped down in surprise, she easily pulled it out and shimmied backward on her knees to align her tip with his quivering hole. Alex watched hypnotized as Jenna's tip moved down his front, noticing how his belly was already taut from the better part of a gallon being pumped directly into his stomach.

"Look at me," Jenna demanded. Alex obeyed immediately, his eyes shooting up to see Jenna lean forward, putting some weight on his throat and watching him intensely as her tip pressed against his slightly gaping ring. Despite the weeks of preparation and the loosening from recently frequent use his hole had seen, taking something as massive as Jenna's cock wasn't easy. Alex gritted his teeth as Jenna pushed her well-lubricated glans into him, clearly unconcerned with his comfort. His sphincter's attempt to resist only slightly slowed her down as her fleshy spear forced him to spread wider and wider. The sadistic grin on Jenna's face widened as Alex grunted with exertion.

Alex's grunt abruptly turned into a squeal when Jenna finally forced her full girth into his hole. The high-pitched noise was cut off when Jenna's hand clamped down on Alex's throat just a moment before it would've risen another octave. Quickly shoving herself deeper into the hole she had just forced into submission, it only took a moment before her cock put crushing pressure on Alex's prostate.

With Jenna choking him, barely a sound emerged from Alex's mouth as he thrashed and convulsed under her. With nerve-frying pleasure assaulting his brain, Alex could only paw ineffectively at the hand cutting off his air while the bulge in his belly rapidly grew. A few beats of his racing heart later, Jenna had hilted herself inside him. Without missing a beat, she pulled out just an inch or two and rammed herself back in with a forceful thrust that knocked the last bit of fight out of Alex.

His arms fell limply at his side as Alex, not entirely voluntarily, gave up on trying to at least retain control over his own breathing. With every sensation heightened by the lack of oxygen, Alex could only lay there, paralyzed by painful pleasure, and stare wide-eyed at the gorgeous woman who had once again utterly conquered him. With her iron grip on his throat, his mouth moved fruitlessly, equally unable to draw breath, scream in pleasure or babble about his love for her.

As she rammed herself into him over and over again, the pulsating veins along her shaft rubbing against his prostate sent mind-numbing waves of ecstasy racing up his spine. Although every inch of his body was aflame with pleasure, the sheer joy of complete submission outshone the simple physical sensations of Jenna's immense cock spreading his hole. No longer having to pretend to resist her complete control was utter bliss. Alex could barely maintain enough lucidity to stare slack-jawed at the woman who was taking rightful possession of him.

The sheer size of her cock rearranging his organs and the unbridled ferocity with which she drove it into him forced the breath from his lungs but her grip on his throat was iron. No matter how he tried, Alex couldn't get the air his lungs were screaming for without her permission. The primal panic caused by his lack of oxygen was quickly dulling as Alex stared up at the lingerie-clad fiery-haired sex goddess breathing heavily while she plundered his deepest depths. He knew she, out of everyone in the world, wouldn't let him suffocate. She knew what was best for him, better than himself even, and would give him what he needed, if not necessarily what he wanted.

Alex's trust wasn't misplaced. When the edges of his vision began to grow dark, the pressure on his throat was suddenly gone, allowing him to finally draw a lungful of air. While Alex immediately wasted his breath on a scream of ecstasy, Jenna reached behind herself and, her hips still thrusting into him, undid her bra and discarded it. Alex watched as her beautiful breasts bounced free of their lacy prison and Jenna took a deep breath as she leaned back in and revoked his short-lived privilege of breathing freely. In the flood of sensations from the full-body orgasms his mother's massive cock forced on him, he clearly felt the electric sensation of her hand on his throat as she reasserted complete control.

Jenna, in contrast, could breathe all the easier now without her bra. Panting, she fucked him even harder and faster. Alex couldn't take his eyes off her breasts swinging and bouncing hypnotically with every heavy breath and brutal thrust of her hips. He wished he had the strength to move his arms so he could grab them, but he could only lay there and writhe in mind-bending pleasure while Jenna's hips hammered into him as if she was trying to force another inch into him that just wasn't there.

She worked up a sweat taking out her frustration on him. After all the time she had spent training and using his throat, she knew exactly how often she needed to let him breathe if she wanted him to stay conscious and she gave him no more than that. The seething fury in her eyes slowly evaporated as she punished him for his presumptuousness but she kept pounding him just as violently. She took no small amount of pleasure from seeing his eyes flutter every time she impaled him and pushed the outline of her cock in his belly close to his ribs. Even better than that was the tinge of fear she saw along the adoration in Alex's eyes whenever he managed to tear his eyes off her chest and make eye contact with her for a heartbeat.

When Alex's eyes rolled up into his skull, Jenna allowed herself to stop holding back her orgasm. Just a dozen thrusts later, her cock was throbbing and twitching inside Alex, a clear signal that pulled the frayed scraps of Alex's consciousness back together. He managed to open his eyes again to see Jenna chew her bottom lip as she drove herself into him one more time before she let out a long muffled moan and froze.

Within a heartbeat, Alex felt her balls lurch against his cheeks, her cumvein bloat and heat bloom inside him. As Jenna began pumping her second load into him, just as copious as the first, the pressure on Alex's throat suddenly faded. With what little breath Alex had left, he squealed, which was cut short when Jenna collapsed on top of him, her soft breasts squishing against his chest just before her mouth sealed his. Her tongue invaded his mouth and he sucked on it as desperately as he sucked in air through his nose.

With twitches and muffled moans, they rode out their shared orgasm, more and more of Alex's belly pressing against Jenna's as she dumped yet further liters of hot sticky cream into him. Spasms ran through Alex's legs as they tried to close around Jenna but simply lacked the strength. Lost in bliss, Alex was deeply grateful for everything Jenna had done to him to lead to this moment.

Once she had emptied her overproductive balls into him, Jenna unsealed her lips from Alex's and straightened out. Still breathing heavily, Jenna looked down on the well-used and, with the strip of pink Latex around his throat, properly labeled fucktoy that some months ago used to be her somewhat disappointing son. She smirked, satisfied with her handiwork, and reached down to give his throat another playful, affectionate squeeze before she began pulling out of him, ignoring his plaintive mewls.

With every other part of his body practically paralyzed, Alex's eyes followed Jenna as she went to collect the plug she had carelessly thrown aside earlier. To his shock, her cock still showed no sign of going soft after she pulled it out of his brutalized hole. Feeling a trickle of warmth between his cheeks, Alex tried in vain to clamp his hole shut to keep her precious seed from escaping but could only watch impatiently as Jenna returned with his plug. "Ang yu," mangled syllables spilled from his lips as she sealed her bountiful gift inside him.

Recovering her breath, Jenna straddled Alex with one knee on either side of his waist so her glans was just above his mouth. Barely able to scrape together enough strength to lift his head so he could lick up the drops of cum clinging to her tip while she was clearly ready for another round, Alex had to concede the point she was wordlessly making and admit that he alone could never satisfy her.

"I guess I shouldn't be mad at you," Jenna said as she pushed just her tip past his lips, "I thought I'd taught you to share but it seems you didn't quite get the finer points." Alex weakly suckled on her tip and stared up at her. "You're precious to me in ways you can't even understand but I need more," she explained. "I deserve more, don't you agree?" she added with a confident smirk after one of her trademark pauses.

"Mhm," Alex agreed.

"Good boy," Jenn smiled at him, "We're dropping this whole charade about your exes, then." She watched the shifting reactions on Alex's face as his exhausted brain processed her announcement. "You know they're mine. At this point, each of them knows you know, and they know about each other so what's the point in pretending to hide it?" she said, noting with pleasure that Alex simply kept looking up at her and tonguing at her glans while she talked about the girls she'd taken from him. With a naughty glint in her eye, she added, "But only Sandra knows about us so the other two are in for quite the surprise."

"Besides, they can all learn a thing or two from you about sucking my cock," she gave Alex what he would've once considered a back-handed compliment at best but now filled him with pride. "But, to make sure you learn your lesson about sharing, you'll be the one talking to them about it," Jenna grinned seeing Alex's eyes widen although he still continued to obediently clean her tip. "Tonight, I'll tell them that if I want something from them, they'll hear it from you and then block them. When I want them over, I'll tell you and you'll tell them. And you'll get to deal with all their begging and their little temper tantrums when they don't get what they want. Understood?"

His tongue dancing all over the smooth skin of Jenna's glans, Alex felt his guts twist as she laid out this unbelievably humiliating arrangement that nevertheless had his penis rock hard and twitching with arousal. Somehow, knowing he had a special place in her now official harem lessened the sting of the shattered short-lived illusion of being her only one as her wife. He was even grateful for this opportunity to show his devotion to her. Naturally, he hummed his agreement.

Jenna reached down to stroke Alex's hair affectionately. She had expected some hesitancy, maybe even pushback, but he had once again proven just how perfect he was for the new life she had chosen for him. A thought occurred to her and she immediately seized the opportunity to add another twist to their relationship. "Oh, but if they want to entice me by sending me nudes through you, they can do that any time," she added, smirking when he gave the faintest of nods.

"Good," she concluded before she stood up. As she walked over to the couch to fetch a card she had used as a bookmark, she said, "Also there's someone you should meet. She'll help you get into the right mindset about what's mine and what's yours." Taking care not to step into the streaks of watery ejaculate near the couch and the puddle of thick cum between Alex's legs on her way back, she knelt down beside him and placed the card on his heaving chest. "Be there Friday 8 PM. Tell security Astarte is expecting you," she instructed before leaning down to kiss his forehead. "Clean up this mess before you come to bed," she ordered as she went to have a shower.