Homecoming Ch. 01

"FUck, Why? Why son...please put it back," she begged. It wasn't enough.

"Because it would please me to watch you get some manors. I will continue this all night."

"Okay. Okay. Just tell me what you want to hear."

"You to ask nicely."

"James, sweetie can you please let me cum?" she asked in ragged breaths, and a bit of spite in her voice. That wouldn't do at all. No way. Still he placed the vibrator back down on her pussy turning it even higher.

Thinking this was going to be the one she relaxed to enjoy the upcoming release. The vibrations sent a shock wave of lust throughout her body. Each one stronger than the one before. She was climbing the mountain, but skipping up this surface as if she was a superhero. Just as she neared the top. Breasts shuddering, and pussy flooding with desire. She clawed into the bed, her lips parted, teeth gritted together, eyebrows furrowed down to her nose. When he pulled it away for the third time, she screamed.

"What the actual fuck James. I asked nicely!"

"No."

"No? What do you mean no! Come on you can't do this."

"I can, and I will. You didn't ask right before you came. As it is coming you need to ask as nicely as you possibly can, and if I believe you. I will let you cum." This was a lot to process for Caitlyn, but she was in no mind to think properly. Orgasm denial was never something she had ever experienced. Every man in her life was in a rush to give her, an orgasm. Going over the facts she knew she had do as he said. She was tied up, blindfolded, and completely at his mercy. Besides at this point she would do just about anything for that sweet release of an orgasm.

Once more he pressed the massage wand to her pussy, but this time he reached out and pinched on her nipples gently. Massaging them as his toy massaged her pussy. The fire that was being melt felt massive to her. Like a wave smashing against a dam that she could feel was about to break. It scared her. Never in her life had the lead up to an orgasm felt like this, and she wasn't sure what was going to happen. It came swiftly almost within seconds of reapply the toy its vibrations tearing into her muscles and pulling out every sensation of pleasure. Before he could pull it away again she pleaded with her son.

"Please. Please, sweetie. Please let me cum. I'm going to cum. Please, I'll do anything if you let me cum...Oh GAWD."

"Anything?"

"Anything you want dear. Please...Oh fuck. fUUUCk, Hnngh, ah," she bucked on the bed pulling at her restraints. The orgasm ripped through her like a wolf tearing at its victim, but with pleasure instead of pain. A low guttural moan bounced in her throat, and her legs twitched violently. Had we been able to see her eyes, he would have seen them fluttering almost ready to pass out. Like a scorching trial of lust it enveloped her body in a consuming flame. At that moment in the back of her mind she knew she would do anything to have this feeling again. Then on top of everything she felt the vibrations get stronger, as James increased the machine. Normally she was so sensitive after an orgasm, but this machine didn't give a fuck. It wanted what she was could offer.

"Remember to ask nicely, and add sir this time. I think I'll like how that sounds."

"Please sir, please let me cum once again," her voice was sweet like gummy bear, and enticing. It was truly the kindest, sweetest his mother had ever sounded to him. This was how he would like to see her from now.

"Cum for me mother," his words seemed to spark the second wave. Having an orgasm back to back is always blissful, but being this high up when it stroke she could barely feel her limbs. The sensation was unreal. Like water had enveloped her. Raising her into the air freeing her of any pressure against her limbs. Weightless, and senseless all she could feel was the joy. The happiness soared into every crevice of her being. If this was enlightenment she wouldn't be surprised. Then as if her body realized she had turned off all functions. It came back online. Lightning arched out through her limbs. Bringing back to life each part of her. Bringing her back to life as a new person. To her surprise her son hadn't release the toy from her body.

"I need a second sweetie," she let out an overwhelmed sigh. James said nothing. Simply pressing higher on the machine to increase the vibration nearly double what she was at.

"Swe...oh...OH FUCK," His mother's head flung back. Each limb twisting against the bindings, as words, and thoughts left her. All he could see was the spasm of her body. Some concern creeped into his thoughts as she looked like she was having a seizure, and certainly that couldn't be good, but the smile told him to keep at it. Sensory overload was some of his favorite porn, and he had so much he wanted to try. Drops of semen filled the tip of his own cock as it bounced in the air. Reacting to the balmy heat of the room, and his mother's transformation. Hitched breath told him she might need a breather, and he pulled away the vibrator replacing it with his tongue. Long, slow, steadfast licks brought his mother down from her high. Slowly bringing her back to the world of the living.

Caitlyn felt like she could feel every nerve in her body individually at the same time. A quiver seemed a permanent fixture in her body, and as she felt the tongue of her son.

She smiled in bliss.

"I love you sweetie," she drifted on the verge of sleep, exhausted from all he had done. Still his tongue had not gone unnoticed, and part of her prayed he would not pull another orgasm from her. Thankfully that was not his intention just a sweet, enjoyable reduction in sensation.

"I love you too mom," the words surprised him, and yet he thought for the first time he believed those words.

"I'm so sorry I've treated you so poorly. I promise I'll be nicer," she whispered.

"I know you will. Specially if you want to feel something like that again."

"That was...That was unreal. How did you even? How did you know to do all that...Are you a gigolo?"

"A what?"

"A male prostitute."

"No. No I'm not. I just watch a lot of porn," he said with a chuckle.

"I've seen some porn, and never was it like that."

"We must watch different porn."

"I guess so. Jesus that felt amazing."

"I bet it did. You, and I are going to take a shower. You reek of sweat, and sex."

"Hmmmm, I bet I do. God that felt good. I can't even..."

"Imma get the water running. When you are able come join me. Take your time."

James stood under the warm water. The relaxation set in, and he found himself sitting down on the porcelain floor. When his mother didn't show up in some time he decided to go check on her. Sleep had taken her, and she was snoring with a broad smile. A shower would need to happen in the future, for it just seemed cruel to wake her. Going to the guest closet he grabbed a spare blanket to cover her without having to lift her to grab the blanket she was laying on. Taking one last glance at her large breasts he went to his room to sleep himself.

******

Every night was a repeat of blow jobs, oral, and teasing. Somehow he had refrained from fucking his mother. For the entire week. Till Friday came along, and he had evil plans brewing.

"You may cum as much as you want mom."

"Oh sweetie, you a naughty boy," she was bucking against the familiar massage wand tied to the bed, and blindfolded. This had become quite addicting for her, and for him.

"I'm going on a date though, so you will have to entertain yourself here. I'll be back in an hour or so. Maybe three," James said with a cheesy grin.

"What!? You're leaving? Me? Like this?" the shrill in her voice made the fear quite clear.

"You will be fine. This is part of your training mom. Extended orgasm training. If you last the entire time I am out. I have a fantastic prize for you. If you last the entire time. I'll fuck you when I return."

"Hmm, baby, don't tease. Really?"

"Really," before the conversation could continue, or the fact his mother was writhing upon the bed dissuade him from going out he went on his way. The week had been a whirlwind of events. Mostly mundane, and mostly sexual repeats of the first day. After a small amount of convincing Caitlyn had agreed to being trained. What that meant she wasn't sure, but she did like all the orgasms.

Life had become very strange for James. Certainly getting used to the fact his mother was now his woman to be trained was a stark contrast to who he was over a week ago. The first date of his life was about to happen now. There was an absurd amount of time spent deciding what to wear and how to style his hair. In the end he just did what he always did and said, "fuck it."

The steps to Janet's house seemed daunting even with his new bravado this seemed different. Calmness still filled him with a sense of purpose, but there was the other sense of dread. What if this didn't work, maybe cause she didn't wear the Heart she never got better. Was that the terrible punishment? The weird devil man said that if she was needed she would come back. What if she wasn't needed. Even in his new confident state losing his only real friend would...would just suck.

With a soft rapt upon the door James waited rocking to and fro on his heels. A soft squeak announced Janet opening the door for James. A red cotton dress, and black heels matched her petite pale white frame. Those pesky bangs drooping into her eyesight, and she continued her eternal battle of finding a place for them.

"Hey James, so where we going?" she stared up at him, and he was silent. Just staring like a goof, "Um...this is awkward."

"Sorry. I just. You look. You look beautiful. I wasn't expecting...This," his fingers danced in front of her pointing at just about all of her.

"This? You saying I don't normally look beautiful?"

"I meant..."

"I'm just messing with you James. Thank you for the compliment," she interrupted.

"So my plans. You want to know what we are doing?"

"Yes!" she skipped forward, her bangs fluttering, hovering for a moment in excitement.

"I will tell you."

"Yes?"

"When we get there."

"You ass!" she giggled, and he couldn't help but smile. This was no pity date he thought. The first stop was an indoor mini golf.

"Putt putt?" she muzed.

"Putt putt it is. You ever play?"

"No. Though the desire to use a stick to smack some balls around is pretty high, so this should be fun."

"That does make me feel slightly uncomfortable."

"That is strange, why do you think you feel that way?" she asked swinging the mini golf stick dangerously close to James's junk. They made their way to the first hole in bouts of laughter, and tiny amounts of flirting.

"So how about we make this interesting?"

"Okay. I'm listening, but no use of the stick around my balls, deal?"

"I don't know. I like to keep my options open."

"So what do you purpose?"

"Whoever gets a lower score on each hole gets to ask any question, and the other person has to answer truthfully?"

"Okay, sounds interesting," James smirked he was pretty good at mini golf, so this should be a clinch. At the first hole Janet went first, squaring up her feet shoulder length apart. Pulling back on the club she sent the ball forward with an intense force that left James jaw gaping, as the ball slide between the spinning blades of the windmill.

"I believe that is a hole in one? Right? That what that was, wasn't it?" she teased give James a bright smirk.

"I think I'll have a lot of questions to answer today," even though he was acknowledging his upcoming defeat it didn't so feel so bad. Even if it took him 3 tries to make the first hole.

"So what is the big question?"

"Did your mother really give you a blow job?"

"Wow...um. Okay. We are starting strong I see." he said his voice remaining calm.

"Yes. Yes we are."

"Yeah, she did."

"That's it? That is all you're going to say on the subject?"

"Well seeing as you're quite the shark, and actually amazing at this. You didn't ask for details, or my thoughts. Shark eat shark."

"Uh huh, someone is competitive," she smirked.

The next hole was over just as quick, with a bounce off three walls and a into an alligator opening, and closing it's mouth. Janet scored another hole in one. James got two this time around, but was to no avail.

"So next question, did you like it, and would you let her do it again?"

"Hey that is two questions!"

"No I used and to conjoin the sentence. One question. You could answer in one answer as well."

"This is cheating! I will get you back for this," playfully he batted her with the putt, and she retaliated by flailing against his chest in a series of fun slaps. They wound up out of breath at the next hole when he took the time to respond. Waiting till just when she was on her downswing.

"I've received four since, so I think that answers your question." The ball went soaring right off the track clear over to another hole. Clearly she wasn't winning this one.

"You've received four since!?"

""Technically that is a question, but I'll give it to you since I finally get to ask you one. Yes we have fooled around some since the first time."

"Wow...I...Just..."

"My question. Does it bother you that my mother does that, AND what are your thoughts on it in general."

"I mean. I really appreciate the honesty. I do think it is a bit weird, but considering she is pretty much naked around you 24/7 she is kinda asking for it. I mean if she didn't dress that way."

"You saying she asked for it?"

"I mean if you dress up like a fire fighter, and I ask for help putting out a fire. I'd be pretty amazed to hear you say, naw that ain't me. I'm just dressing this way. If I dress 24/7 like a slut. While guess what people will think."

"I get what you're saying. I mean part of me is concerned, part of me is curious, part of me doesn't know what to think/feel about it. So I guess for now. I'm okay with it."

"You are curious? What about"

"That is another question my friend, and we have another hole."

This hole had a bridge going over a river, and did an S shape. While she seemed to have quite the shot. Trick shots were not her forte. So while James got the shot in two hits, it took her 3.

"Alright I get another question. What are you curious about?"

"I...okay...um, I really like incest porn, so I mean I never knew that stuff happened for real. I thought it was always staged. I kinda want to know all about it. Watch it or something."

"Watch it? You want to watch me, and my mother?"

"That is another question."

"I'd say yes if you did."

"Maybe just a little," she mumbled her feet absently walking to the next hole. Scared to face her best friends reaction of her asking to watch him, and his mother.

"Okay when would you like? Anytime works really."

"Well I guess whenever is possible," she said perking up at the idea of James being into the same stuff she was into.

"Tonight? She is waiting for me when I get home."

"Waiting for you?"

"That is a question, and we are at a hole. So putt putt away."

The shot was fairly straightforward except that their was several swinging pendulums throughout the hole. This hole was one she knew was hers if she took her time, and counted the swings. Sure enough another hole in one. James too took his time, and got past all the pendulums only to fall short of the hole it self getting a birdie.

"So can you guess my question?"

"I guess so."

"Ha punny, answer up pony boy," pony boy was a reference to a name they used often since middle school when they read The Outsiders, and feel in love with the saying 'Stay golden, Ponyboy."

"She may be blind folded, tied up, and have a vibrator pressed to her as we speak waiting through multiple orgasms for me to come home."

"HOLY FUCKING SHIT!" she screamed, and a parent from a hole up ahead frowned back at them dragging their children away. James couldn't help, but burst into a bout of laughter at the ladies reaction, or Janet's for that matter.

"That is really fucking hot. That is some straight porno shit. Like what the hell James. What has gotten into you! The James I know would never in a million years have the balls for some shit like that."

"I told you before. It is that metal arrow head."

"So you really believe what you said?"

"I do."

They walked in silence for a bit to the final hole. Both of them thinking about what was going on. James decided to take the first swing. A mouth would open, and close which when the ball was swallowed would shoot it out the back of it's face into a maze of walls, and random blocks before the hole. This was designed to be impossible to get any sort of decent score. James took his shot watching in sadness as it bounced off the closed mouth. Janet of course got it inside the mouth on her first try, but after several bounces on the other side found herself waiting for James. After a series of swings they both made it with Janet getting two strokes ahead.

"Last question."

"Yeah. Can I save it?"

"You want to save it?"

"Yep."

"Okay I don't see why not. So you ready for the next part of the date?"

"I um. This might be weird, but you said whenever I want I could see...can we go back to your place?"

"You want to see my mother..."

"Yeah."

"Well I was thinking of food, and a strip club, but I guess this will do," he joked. They chatted back to the car about life, and their conversation turned a bit more mundane. As school, jobs, and their future was discussed. By the time they reached James house they had both forgot what was waiting for them.

"Are you sure about this?"

"This is like live action taboo porn. I'm all on board for this."

"Okay," side by side they crossed the threshold of the house. Leading the way towards the soft moan.

The smell of sex, and sweat bulldozed over them. Forcing them both to take a step back in surprise.

Caitlyn lay drenched, the bed had a noticeable wet spot surrounding her body like chalk at a murder scene. Cracked lips parted to a slight intake of breath. The vibrator worked heroically at her pussy. Clearly not having stopped for even a breather while he was gone.

"Start the shower," he whispered to Janet, and she went into the bathroom to turn on the water.

"Baby is that you?" she croaked.

"Yes mother. I'm back," untying each limb, and releasing the vibrator from being pinned against her pussy. An audible relaxation of limbs filled the room, as she released groan, after moan, after sigh. Placing an arm of under shoulder, and not removing her blindfold he carried her to the shower.

The water felt cool to her warm body, and sent tingles at how sensitive every nerve in her body seemed to be. Never in her life had she cum that many times. Especially against her will.

James took off his clothes working silently, as Janet watch! ed from the corner of the large bathroom; her hands clenched on her dress.

Working his way inside the shower James put soap into his hands, and started to gently massage his mother. With a soft coo, Caitlyn's fingers grasped forward onto James sizable cock, and immediately it started to fill her hand. The knowledge that Janet was watching seemed to immediately effect him as well.

With a swirling gasp James bucked his hips forward as his mother's lips wrapped firmly on his cock dropping swiftly to her knees. Diving deep she had taken half his cock, which while still a struggle for her was an improvement. Each hand cupped a different part of his body, one was his ass cheek, and the other his balls. Massaging gently encouraging him to dump a massive load into her mouth.

Caitlyn needed it. For several hours she had been tied up, and forced to have orgasms. Completely ignored as if she were some sort of dog. It annoyed her, but having him there now with his hard cock in her mouth she had lost all anger in her body. The only desire now was to feel him inside of her like he had promised. There was no urge to prolong this wish, and she scrambled over his body fumbling with his cock she nestled it against her pussy when she heard a gasp from across the room. Reaching up to take off her blindfold she felt her son preventing her from doing so.