Innocent Mom and Innocent Son

The Innocence of College Freshman

She would never underestimate her Son again. 

She’d found his computer on, and knew what had happened. He’d left it to update, and, after it had 

stalled for too long he walked away. So now it had finally restarted, after delaying for an hour or 10. 

But, now he was out of the house, and his computer was just, on. Usually she’d chide him 

for that, but she knew these things happened, and she wanted to check something online 

anyway; so, she decided to let it slide. But, when she brought up a browser, she found that, 

SOMEONE, hadn’t been using private mode… I mean, it was his computer. Which was fair, 

except that, what came up was about 10 tabs, and 6 of them were incest porn, with another 3 

being doctored pictures of her!

So, there was that. And, not just incest porn… like, fuck! Her lust for kink had obviously found its 

way into her Son’s gene’s, and the more she read, the more turned on she got. I mean, there is, 

“I have the hots for a Mother-like figure”, and then there’s photoshopping photos of your real 

Mother into gangbang scenes and writing dirty dialogue for them! Her Son was, very, very 

naughty. And to complicate matters, he had NOoooooo idea that she was too. 

But, she could fix that…

You see, her and her hubby had arranged for them to go to a no holds barred sex party next weekend, 

and, thanks to her husband’s boss being an asshole, he’d had to drop out. Well, she’d been 

planning to drop out as well, but now…

When her Son got home later that night, his Mother was sitting on his bed in in a little red lingerie 

piece, thigh high dominatrix boots, and a smile. Notably, neither the boots, the smile, or the 

lingerie had bothered to cover up her pussy, and every little movement exposed glimpses of it. 

So, naturally, as she told her Son that they needed to talk about what was on his computer, she 

ended up moving an awful lot. 

Basically, she told him that, unbeknownst to him, his Mom was quite the kinkster. In fact, she’d 

done even more than he’d been picturing her doing. And after finding his blog, she actually 

approved, but… 

But, she needed to know what the difference was between what he’d been writing, what he said, and 

what he would actually do. After all, she’d known plenty of men who talked like they were the 

undisputed kings of all things sex, only to panic and look away when invited to do something as 

simple as a public kiss, or getting and giving a little head in the back of a parked car. 

So… she wasn’t going to do anything with him right then, but what she WAS going to do, was give 

him a test. She was going to the party next weekend after all. And he was invited now, as was anyone he wanted to bring. 

Want to bring a girl to see her make out with your Mom; do if you dare. Want to bring a friend to 

watch him bend your Mother over while you watch; “I DARE you to”, she said with playful 

encouragement. She wanted to see how much he could get off of his blog, and into the real 

world. 

All that week, and all the next week, leading up to the big day, his Mother could be found with just 

one too many buttons left undone. Just one too few layers of clothing in a chilly house, or the 

zipper on a hoodie with nothing underneath… just a little too low. But no touching, no kissing, just 

dirty innuendo, and flirtatious glances.  There was even this thing with a banana one morning at 

breakfast… well, you get the idea. 

And then came the big day, her Son, asked her to pick up not 1, not 2, but THREE male friends 

on the way there. She scoffed at him. She, naturally, didn’t believe his bravado. But, believe it or 

not, she did love it. Each new boy she let into her car had her clenching just a bit, and, when they 

stopped for food, she knew full well that it wasn’t the burger that was making her mouth water. 

But… of course, they would most likely all just stand around and be awkward the whole party. After 

all, it was four 18-19 year old boys. Their combined sexual knowledge totalled less than she’d written 

about on her own blog in the last month alone. And those were TRUE stories, not locker room brags. 

At least, that was what she thought… But 3 hours later, hands shackled above her head, panting 

for breath around a well earned smile, and dripping from head to toe in cum and sweat; her 

Son’s little friends had more than called her bluff. Her boy had stood over her and told her how 

hot she looked being used like a whore, while 3 of his teenaged buddies all rode her hard, and at 

the same time. And when they all pulled out and covered her in their cum, her Son had joined 

them, again, telling her what he was going to do her, and then immediately following through. 

When it was all over, she had to hand it to him. 

After all, she’d come here expecting a little flirting, a little disappointment, and a general 

introduction to her world, for her little boy. And if she got a laugh out of some shy teens acting like 

the inexperienced boys they were, then that wouldn’t be so bad either. After all, cute was cute, 

and she liked it. But… Fuck…

Her long hair clung to her in parts. Her large breasts dripped with cum, and her strong, curvy 

body felt delightfully taxed by the ways these unexpected little studs had been putting her through 

the paces. And just when she turned to her Son standing in the doorway, thinking he’d be 

uncuffing her now so they could engage in a lengthy conversation that she would make damn 

sure he enjoyed; she caught sight of unexpected movement. And there, standing in the doorway 

with her Son, were two, massive dogs. 

They were looking at her and sniffing the air, and their hard cocks told her that, if her Son let go of 

them, they would know EXACTLY what to do with a naked and tied up milf. To his credit, her Son, 

sensing this was a line that they had never talked about crossing, just stood in the doorway, 

giving her a look that seemed to be asking if he should continue. 

But when she saw the dogs, and realized that her sick, depraved, wonderfully dirty Son was 

planning on forcing his own Mother to take a savage fucking from two, literal animals… she was 

squirming and moaning before anyone had even made a move. When she finally caught her 

Son’s gaze, she was nodding, already half-gone to the lust and depravity of the moment. 

Two DOGS, she thought! Fucking Dogs! Her Son was going to watch his Mother be their actual 

bitch as she got double teamed by beasts, and her little boy watched her do it. 

She came within the first few seconds of being penetrated by the first dog. And as the second 

sniffed its way along her body looking for a second warm, wet hole to plunge its cock into, she 

found herself pleasantly amazed by her Son’s courage. 

I mean, the balls on this little punk. But as the 2nd dog did its best to mount her face, she made 

sure to turn so that she could lock eyes with her Son. She wanted him to see the look in her 

eyes while this happened. She wanted him getting off, not just to what he was seeing, but to how 

much she was enjoying it. And she swore to herself that before this night was over, one way or 

another, that boy was going to be balls deep inside his Mother.