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Chapter Ten "Lunch With Mom" Martha kissed the store clerk good bye with a friendly squeeze of his well used cock then walked down the short hallway and out the second door into the bright noon time sun. Her thighs were sticky and wet clear down below the bottom of the short skirt Dave had forced her to wear. Feeling 'frisky' after three good fucks on the floor of the bondage shop Martha walked with long skirt hiking steps, coming down hard enough on her heels to make her breasts bounce under the thin cut off T-shirt. Her nipples hardened yet again as she watched the men turning to stare at her barely covered ass. As she approached the car Martha saw Dave talking to five construction workers who all turned to watch as she approached them. "These nice men have offered to buy us lunch." Dave said smiling at his mother and waving his hand in the direction of the sweaty blue jeaned men surrounding him. Martha was immediately surrounded, and ushered into the coffee shop. As they walked hands felt her bare skin and lifted her skirt and T-shirt to create additional bare skin for them to feel. They all sat at a booth in the back of the coffee shop. Three men sat across from her and one sat on each side. Dave stood on his knees on the seat of the booth behind his mother so he loomed over her and watched as her breasts, thighs and pussy were explored by the men before the menus arrived. The waitress was obviously unhappy. It was apparent that she depended on massive amounts of exposed cleavage and a skirt almost as short as Martha's to generate tips, and she did not like to have 'her boys' distracted by this slut invading her territory. After distributing the menus the waitress turned to leave in a huff when Dave stopped her. "Ah..." Dave glance at her nametag. "... Betty, I just know your going to do such a good job waiting on us that I wanted to give you your tip in advance." Dave gave her a wink as he slipped a folded twenty between her massive breasts just above the neckline of her low cut dress. Her tip guaranteed Betty became much friendlier and began to tease the men about their new 'toy'. "Is she really your mom?" Dave was asked for the second time in less than two hours by the man seated to Martha's left. "She sure is." Dave said reaching over her shoulder and, slipping his hand through the neck of his mother's T-shirt rolling her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. The man shook his head in disbelief. "You sure don't look like the kind of slut that would fuck her own son." The man addressed Martha "I mean your clothes are slutty but you look a little to classy to be that much of a slut. " "Show him how much of a slut you are mom." Dave said continuing to pinch her nipple. Martha reached down and began to massage the man's cock through his jeans. Just then the Betty came back with glasses of water for everybody. "How big is it honey?" she asked Dave's mom as she glanced down at Martha's hand in the man's crotch. "Feels pretty big." Martha answered looking up at Betty, "but not as big as my fiancé's" Martha gave the hard cock a little squeeze, "or even my son's. You should see it, Betty, it's huge." The man's face turned red but Martha's hand felt too good doing what it was doing for him to complain. "I wouldn't mind that at all." Betty said looking at Dave and actually smacking her lips at the thought. Dave blushed uncharacteristically as Betty frankly examined the bulge in his jeans. "You can get a lot more than just good service for that twenty." She said with a broad wink. "Hey, give her a try kid." One of the men on the other side of the booth teased him. "You just don't now what a good fuck is till you've been fucked by a bosomy waitress. " "Hay, spread that around a bit." The man on the other side said giving Martha's breast a friendly squeeze. Martha reached down into his crotch, and spread her legs as both men returned the favor and lowered their hands to feel her abundant pubic hair and wet cunt. "Why don't you take her up on that son?" Martha said still squeezing a cock in each hand. "You might discover there is better pussy out there than mine, or your sisters." That brought a chorus of whoops and yells from the men at the booth. "You fucking your sister too?" "God damn, you horny little bastard. " "Wish I'd had a family like that when I was a kid." Betty delivered food to the table. "You're coming in the back room with me." She announced grabbing Dave's shirt and pulling him out of the booth. "I promised these guys you'd suck them off in exchange for lunch." Dave informed his mom as Betty pulled him toward the door leading into the storeroom. Once in the supply room Betty pushed Dave up against the closed door and massaged his growing cock. "Are you really as big as your mom says?" she asked smiling at his blush. "Yes," she continued, unzipping his pants, "you are." Betty dropped to her knees and, pulling Dave's growing cock from his trousers began to lick the head running her tongue up and down the underside of the shaft. Dave moaned in pleasure as he unbuckled his belt and let his trousers fall to the floor. Then, after stepping out of his pants, Dave reached down and dug Betty's huge breasts out of her bra and allowed them to hang down over the front of her dress while he pinched and pulled on her large hardening nipples. "You can only have me if you're willing to be my slut." Dave informed Betty as he pulled on her nipples, forcing her large breasts to stretch into elongated cones on either side of his thighs. "Are you willing to do whatever I tell you to do?" Dave asked twisting her stretched nipples with increasing force until she winced in pain then nodded her head 'yes' without letting his cock escape her sucking mouth. In one motion Dave grabbed her breasts and pushed her back onto the floor then, straddling her stomach and grabbing a bottle of vegetable oil from the shelf, poured it into her cleavage until it ran down either side of her neck and pooled on the floor underneath her back. Tossing the bottle aside Dave pushed her oiled breasts together then plunged his hard cock between them fucking up toward her waiting mouth. Dave kneaded her large glistening breasts like two piles of bread dough while he roughly fucked his cock between them. "Fuck my tits, honey." Betty cried out. "Fuck them hard. I love having my tits fucked by a horny young stud." Betty's hands rubbed over Dave's bare butt while she talked. "I can cum just having my tits fucked, I like it better than having my cunt fucked." Dave redoubled his efforts making Betty's entire body shake every time he slammed his cock into her tits. Betty held her head up off the floor and flicked her tongue over Dave's cockhead every time it peaked out from between her quivering breasts. "I'm going to fuck your tits." Dave announced as her fucked harder and harder, "Then you're going to get on your hands and knees and I'm going to fuck your cunt doggie style. " "Anything you want honey." Betty promised in between lapping at his cockhead with her tongue. Dave crammed his cock into Betty's tits forcing his cock head between her lips and gyrated his hips against her stretched tit flesh as his cock pulsated and spewed gobs of hot sticky cum into Betty's mouth and across her face. After Betty licked the last of Dave's cum from his cock, Dave sat back on Betty's stomach then slapped his hands back and fourth across her slimy oil coated tits. "Oh god," Betty begged, "hit my tits, I love it. Hurt my tits honey, make me cum again." Dave pulled Betty's nipples up to his mouth and sucked and bit roughly on both at the same time, generating another round of moans from the waitress. Looking around Dave saw a large wood spoon, which he grabbed and began to smack straight down on her nipples switching with each slap from one nipple to the other. "Oh God yes... Oh God yes... Oh God yes..." Betty chanted and bucked her hips with each slap of her nipples. "I'm cuming honey, I'm cuming..." As Betty's orgasm reached its peak Dave climbed off the gyrating waitress and pulled her over onto her hands and knees. Then, kneeling behind her, Dave thrust his hard cock into her wet open cunt with one hard shove. Having buried his cock into her gapping pussy, Dave reached under her and grabbed a handful of tit with each hand. Pulling on her breasts for extra leverage Dave slammed his cock into her cunt with all the force her could muster. Betty, her head hanging down and being slammed up against a bag of potatoes, continued to chant 'I'm cuming honey, fuck me hard honey' with every slamming thrust of Dave's large hard cock into her wet dripping cunt. Dave continued his relentless fucking of Betty's cunt until his own orgasm surged through his body leaving him limp and laying over her massive buttocks, resting on her back. When Dave finally released his grip on Betty's breasts he noticed marks where his fingernails had dug into her tender flesh. The two of them lay on the floor in a limp pile for a few minutes before Dave spoke again. "You do have a real nice cunt their, Betty." Dave said as he rose from the floor and pulled his trousers on. "I think I'll send the coach and Father Michael by to pay you a visit." Betty, who had grabbed a towel and was busy wiping the oil from her breasts, paused in mid-wipe. "You mean 'Big Daddy'?" she asked. Dave nodded 'yes'. "I've always wondered why they call him 'Big Daddy'." Betty continued as she resumed wiping her breasts with the towel. "Well, you pull him back here and you'll see why." Dave took Betty by the arm and ushered her through the door with her breasts still hanging out of her dress. "Why don't I take care of that obligation right now while you gentlemen are eating." Martha said, turning and seeming to flow off the seat, as soon as the door to the supply room closed behind Betty and Dave. Martha started with the man whose cock she had compared to Dave and the Coach's. "You really do have a nice cock." She said looking up at him from under the table while he took a bite from his ham sandwich. "Real thick, I like that." She finished as she sank her mouth over his cock and swirled her tongue around its head. The man froze with his sandwich half way to his mouth. "OH God," he moaned, "Just wait till you guys feel this." He put his hand on the back of Martha's head to guide her speed and depth. His other hand slowly sank back down to the table where the ham sandwich slipped from his grip and fell back onto the plate. "This is worth a hundred lunches." The other four men stopped eating and watched the expression on the face of the man receiving the blowjob. Every lick and swirl of Martha's tongue on his cock was reflected on his face until his eyes rolled up so far that only whites showed then a deep growling groan could be heard from his throat. "Drink my cum, slut, drink my cum." He moaned as his cock twitched pumping hot sperm into Martha's mouth. He was left sitting limply as Martha moved on to the next man. Each man in his turn felt the expert attention of Martha's hot wet sucking mouth. Then after the last cock had dumped its cum onto her tongue she slithered back up into her seat. Picking up her sandwich, Martha took a dainty bite from one corner and looked around at the glassy stares on the five men as she chewed. "Oh my excuse me." She said with mock seriousness as she lifted her cut off T-shirt, exposing her breasts, to dab at a spot of cum left on her chin, then took another bite of her sandwich. The men at the table began to come out of their blowjob-induced stupor and ate their sandwiches with silly grins on their faces. As Martha popped the last bite of her sandwich into her mouth Dave wondered back to the table wearing a silly grin of his own, followed by Betty who's breasts were still hanging over the front of her dress displaying her large nipples. "See, what did I tell you about those bosomy waitress types." One of the men at the table said then, turning to the other men, "Well, we better get back to work boys." Each of the men gave both Martha's and Betty's breasts a friendly squeeze on their way out of the coffee shop. "Thanks guys." Dave called after them as they walked toward the front of the coffee shop. "Betty will be glad to take care of all of you lunch time needs from now on." Dave turned and grinned at the blushing waitress. "You did promise to do everything I told you to do." Dave spoke softly before turning to his mother. "Come on, Mom," Dave said holding his hand out to help her up from the booth, "We still have to buy you some new clothes." At the fashionable clothing store Martha followed her son around trying to keep the cut off T-shirt and the short skirt both pulled down far enough to cover her self. Martha blushed furiously every time a breast peaked out from underneath the T-shirt, or the skirt pulled up to expose her pouting cunt lips and still sticky inner thighs. Why, Martha wondered, do I feel more embarrassed here, in front of other women, than I did in the coffee shop sucking on the dicks of five total strangers. As each piece of clothing was selected Dave would allow his mother only to step behind a clothing rack so the mall shoppers outside the store could not see her, when she removed her T-shirt or skirt to try on the selected item. Martha blushed when she saw the disapproving looks, and heard the mumbled references to 'that slut', from most of the women in the store, but her cunt oozed lubricant down her thighs and sent urgent fuck me messages to the rest of her body. As she modeled each of his selections for her son's approval, Dave would slip his hands under the top, or skirt being tired on and 'check the access' to his mother's breasts or pussy, before either accepting or rejecting the piece of clothing in question. Each 'access check' was made in plain view of the other shoppers, and with lingering squeezes and pinches before the decision was made. After making his final selections, and paying for the clothing, Dave escorted his mother to the back of the store. "Take off all your clothes" Dave ordered producing the 'merry widow' corset he had purchased at the House of Bondage, from a bag he had been carrying with him. As Martha Striped, Dave waved at two young women who had been following them around the store and invited them over. "Are you store security, or lesbians, or just sluts who are enjoying the show?" Dave asked them as they joined him and his mother at the back of the store. The two giggled and looked at each other then back at Dave and his naked mother who was blushing as she waited to be told what to do next. "Well," answered the taller of the two, "sort of all three." The two giggled again. Dave looked at the two young women then back at his mother. "Why don't you take her into the back office and make sure she's not trying to shoplift anything?" Dave suggested. The two 'security officers' wasted no time in taking Martha by her arms and walking her between them past the fitting rooms and through a door into their 'security office'. Dave followed with an expectant bulge growing in his trousers. Dave looked around the 'security office' and chuckled. These two, Dave thought as he scanned the TV monitors obviously attached to hidden cameras in the fitting rooms, really do like to watch shows. Dave stopped and watched one of the monitors. On it one of the women who had been calling his mother a slut. sat in the fitting room, her legs spread and her hand rubbing furiously up and down her crotch. Dave smiled as the woman leaned her head back and looked directly into the hidden camera, then opened her mouth in an unheard moan as her hips gyrated and humped against the chair. After the woman's orgasm was over she stood up and sheepishly straightened her clothes then hurried from the room. Dave turned from the monitor just in time to see the two 'security officers' begin their 'full body cavity search' of his naked mother. Dave stroked his hard cock through his trousers as he watched the two girls finish their extensive examination of his mother's body cavities. Dave unzipped his pants and stroked his hard cock directly when the girls insisted that his mom return the favor and examine their body cavities. When they were done Dave walked across the small room and repositioned his mother so she was bent over at the waist with her chest was laying on the desk and her legs spread as far as they would go. As he unbuckled his belt with one hand Dave gently caressed his mother's ass, sticky thighs and wet pussy with the other. Once his hard cock was liberated from the confines of his trousers Dave, holding his cock at its base rubbed his cockhead up and down his mother's open wet cunt. Then Dave smiled at the two 'security officers', who were watching with rapt attention, as he slipped his cock slowly into Martha's pussy. The two security officers decided to practice their 'body cavity search' techniques on each other while they watched the mother and son fuck. Dave was sure that the moans and groans, as well as the smell, generated by their fucking could be detected clear out into the mall. Dave watched the two girls sucking on each other's cunts while he pumped his hard cock in and out of his mother's pussy. Dave fucked with body pounding force until Martha's moans reached an almost ear splitting intensity and her well muscled cunt walls grabbed and milked his cock while she came, rotating her hips in small circles against his crotch and hanging onto the far edge of the desk with booth hands. When his own orgasm started Dave pulled his cock from his mother's cunt and spewed his cum on the two girls who were licking each others wet pussies. Dave watched the two 'security officers' grind their bodies against each other as their cunt muffled moans announced their own orgasms. All four of them sat looking at each other in semi-embarrassment as they caught their breaths and began to put their clothes back on. Dave gave his mom the corset to wear, and a short sleeveless dress to wear over it. The dress was the only item Dave purchased that covered his mother's body with any degree of modesty. The item that made the dress attractive for Dave was the zipper that ran down the entire front of the dress allowing it to be opened to completely expose her body. Dave unzipped the dress far enough to expose her breasts which were being held up and displayed by the corset. Dave stepped back and looked at his mother in her new clothes then, after turning to the two girls and getting nods of approval from them, took his mother by the arm and escorted her out of the office then through the store and into the mall. Martha smiled as they walked through the crowded mall, she always enjoyed a good fuck, especially one from her son. Dave put his arm around his mother's waist and allowed his had to rest on her butt, giving her a gentle squeeze now and then as they strolled through the mall stopping now and then to look into the windows of the stores. Martha looked at their reflections in the windows and admired her son's selection of slutty clothes for her to wear. With each step the dress shifted just enough to allow first one nipple, then the other to peak into view then slip back into hiding again. With each shift of the dress across her nipples, they would harden more and more, until they ached to be sucked. This action of the dress across her sensitive nipples combined with the lusty stares of men passing by, and the disapproving stares of the men's wives, worked together to keep Martha's cunt wet and ready for another fuck. "I want to find a set of books for you and the coach for your wedding present" Dave announced as he directed his mother into a small bookstore. Every few minutes, as they walked around the store, Dave reached over and pulled the zipper on his mother's dress down another inch exposing more of his breasts being displayed by the black corset. A young man with a growing bulge in his pants walked over to them. "Can I help you with anything?" He asked without taking his eyes from Martha's hard nipples. "Anything at all?" "Yes," Dave answered firmly squeezing his mother's butt. "I'm looking for the 'Beauty' series. You know, the ones written by Ann Rice." Dave waited for a response then spoke up again louder. "Do you have those books?" "Ahh..." The clerk finally pulled his eyes from Martha's nipples. "Yes, ah, we have those, ah, follow me." The clerk turned reluctantly and led Dave and his mother to the back of the store. As they followed the clerk Dave pulled the zipper all the way down so her dress hung open exposing not only her breasts but also her pubic hair and pouting cunt lips below the corset. "I think these are what you are looking f..." The clerk turned as he was speaking. Dave, standing behind his mother was holding the dress open giving the clerk a full and unobstructed view of his mothers corseted body. The clerk's mouth hung open and his hand slowly sank to his side at which time the three books slipped from his grip and fell to the floor. While the clerk watched Dave, with his chin resting on his mother's shoulder and his head beside hers ran his hands up her corseted stomach and pinched her already hard nipples. Then, smiling at the clerk, Dave ran his hands down his mother's front and pushed them between her legs spreading her cunt lips and exposing her erect clitoris. Martha leaned back against her son and rotated her hips against his hard cock just like she had done earlier at home in front of the mirror. As the clerk continued to stare in open mouthed disbelieve, Dave pulled his mother's legs apart and fucked two fingers in and out of her wet cunt. Dave and his mother heard a gurgling sound, almost a strangling sound coming from the clerk's throat. They saw the lump in his trousers twitch then watched as the wet spot spread darkening the light colored material. "Oh God." The clerk moaned as he quickly covered his still twitching cock in embarrassment. Martha slowly licked her lips then smiled at the clerk. "Would you," Dave asked the clerk as he removed his fingers from his mother cunt and brought them up to her mouth to be licked clean, "like to fuck my mother in exchange for those books?" The clerk, who's cock had, obviously, not lost any of its hardness, despite its recent spewing of cum into his pants, nodded his head in mute assent to Dave's proposition. Dave, his fingers now licked clean, moved them back to his mother's crotch where he stroked her large erect clitoris like it was a small penis, eliciting a deep throaty moan from his mother. "I'm sure my mom would love to pay for her wedding present by fucking your brains out." Dave informed the clerk giving his mother a quick kiss on the neck as he continued stroking her clitoris. "Oh god yes," Martha moaned, "I'm so horny I would fuck a dog if you brought one in here." "That's fine mom," Dave answered her, "but for right now just fuck the clerk." Dave released his mother and she stepped forward and, taking the clerk by the hand headed for the door leading into the storeroom. "Mom," Dave called to her causing her to stop and turn toward her son. "Yes honey?" she asked. "Do it right here on the floor." Dave pointed to a spot right at his feet hidden from the passers by in the mall only by a shelf of books. "Why of course honey." Martha said sweetly to her son despite the redness spreading over her face and chest. Martha pushed the clerk to the floor then, straddling him, unzipped his pants and pulled his still hard cock into view. Holding his cock with one hand and supporting herself with the other hand on the floor beside the clerk's head, Martha lifted herself up then lowered her cunt onto the clerk's cock. The clerk moaned incomprehensibly as his cock was engulfed by the wettest, hottest cunt he had ever fucked. Martha leaned forward placing one hand on each side of the clerk's head and began a slow figure eight gyration of her hips never rising her crotch from close contact with the clerks. The clerk mumbled, then screamed gibberish as his cock was milked my Martha's well trained cunt muscles. His head shook back and fourth more and more rapidly until his whole body seemed to vibrate under Martha's crotch. "I'm cuming, I'm cuming, I'm cuming." The clerk shrieked at the top of his lungs as his body spasmed three times and shot cum into the cunt that gripped his cock so tightly. "Oh fucking god so am I." Martha's shriek joined the clerk's as her body tightened and her hips jerked sharply forward and backward several times looking almost as if she was trying to rip the clerk's cock from his body with her cunt. "Come on mom, we have to go now." Dave said to his mother as he pulled her from the almost delirious clerk. After zipping her dress all the way to the neck, and picking up the three books, Dave quickly walked his mother and her still dripping pussy from the store just as the mall security guards arrived to investigate the screaming. "I think," Dave said as they headed for the car, "we've done enough shopping for today." "Yes," his mother agreed, "why don't we go home and fuck?"