Elliott expected more of the same Friday, and wondered if it would be different since it was the start of the weekend. He didn’t have long to wait. After English class, which was the subject he was tutoring Jamal in, the black youth spoke to him in the hallway.
“Look at this, my man,” Jamal said, a big smile on his face as he waved a sheet of paper in front of Elliott’s face.
When he finally held it still, Elliott was able to see that it was the pop-quiz the English teacher had given them the day before on Oedipus. Elliott’s eyes were immediately drawn to the big ‘B-‘ in the top corner. “B-, that’s great,” he said, his smile almost as big as Jamal’s.
“Yeah, do you know the last time I got a B- in English?”
Elliott merely shook his head. “Uh, no.”
“Like never. And this is because of you.” Still smiling, Jamal shook the test paper in his hand. “This is all because of those tutoring lessons. And because I’m feeling so good about this, I think we’re gonna celebrate tonight.”
“Celebrate?”
“Yeah. You and your mom have taken care of us all week, so I think it’s time we treated you to something special. I’ve already sent your mom a message on what I want her to wear.” He paused and looked at Elliott, knowing exactly how Elliott felt about his mother, and how often he jerked off thinking about her. “Yeah, you’re definitely gonna like what I’ve picked out for her to wear.”
Elliott recognized that knowing look on Jamal’s face. He’d seen it before when the boy had caught him jerking off looking at his mother with them by the pool. No, Jamal knew exactly what he thought about his mother. “What… what are we going to do?”
“Don’t you worry about that at all,” Jamal said as he turned and started to walk away. “Just trust me, you’re gonna love it, and you’ll be put to a lot of work on that new job of yours.” With a final lascivious wink, Jamal turned the corner and was gone.
Elliott felt a shiver of excitement run down his spine. Whatever Jamal had in mind, he made it clear that Elliott was going to be busy performing his clean-up duties. And he had no doubt that his mother would be wearing something sexy, something to show off that spectacular body and mouthwatering tits of hers. Elliott couldn’t wait.
*
The rest of the school day was uneventful, and as Elliott was leaving for the day, Jamal stopped him in the hallway, Gunner and Zeke right behind him. “Sorry, little man, you’ll have to make your own way home today. We’ve got a few things to do before tonight. I’ve already been in contact with your mom. I’ll text you when we’re on our way over to pick you up.”
“Uh, can you tell me where we’re going?”
Jamal smiled that thousand-watt smile of his. “Sorry, bro, no can do. You’ll have fun though.”
“Uh, what should I wear?”
Jamal waved his hand. “Don’t worry about it. You can wear what you’ve got on, if you like. It’s what your mother’s going to be wearing that’s important.” With that he turned on his heel and walked away, Gunner and Zeke in tow.
Totally flummoxed, Elliott made the short walk home, his mind spinning over thoughts of what Jamal had in store for them. “MOM, I’M HOME,” he called out as he entered the house.
“I’m up here, honey.” His mother’s voice filtered down the stairs from her bedroom.
Elliott made his way up and dropped his knapsack in his room before tapping at his mother’s partly open door.
“Come in, sweetie. I’m starting to get ready.”
Elliott stepped into his mother’s room. Immediately he was hit by the deliciously alluring scent of a woman’s boudoir. The subtle, yet inviting fragrances of perfumes, shampoos, and other similar products drifted into his senses like a comforting cloak.
His mother was sitting in front of her dressing table, her body wrapped in her big fluffy robe as she applied her makeup. Their eyes met in the mirror and she gave him a smile, making him flush with emotion. “Do you know… do you know what’s happening tonight?” he asked.
“No, not really,” she replied, her hand moving skillfully in front of her face she applied her mascara. “Jamal sent me a message saying they were taking us out somewhere but didn’t give me any idea where. He said to go ahead and have dinner because they wouldn’t be picking us up until a little later.”
“Just before I left school I talked to him. I told him I didn’t know what to wear for wherever we’re going. He said I’d be fine in my everyday school clothes. Did he tell you what to wear?”
They both knew that Jamal usually sent Tanya a text every morning letting her know specifically what he wanted her to wear that day. Today was no exception. His message had come in early in the morning, and Tanya had been at the mall just as the security guard opened the doors. “Yes, he did. And it will be a surprise for you too. You’ll just have to wait a little bit to see.”
“Okay,” Elliott replied. He’d been hoping to get a sneak peek well before the other guys. “What time are they picking us up?”
“Jamal said shortly before dark, and that he’d text us to let us know when they’re on their way. I’ll wait until then to put on what I’m going to wear. I just got out of the shower and I figured I’d get my makeup and hair done while I’ve got some time.”
Elliott watched as his mother skillfully applied some eye-shadow, the warm bronzy tones making her eyes look enchantingly sexy and alluring. “If they’re not gonna be over until later, what are we gonna do for supper tonight?”
“Well, it is Friday. How about we just order pizza, as usual?”
It dawned on Elliott in that instant that it was merely one week ago that the bullies had come into their life together. Following his mother’s invite, the three boys had joined them for their traditional Friday Pizza Night. It was later that night when things had really gone off the rails, when the boys had come back late at night and his mother had jerked each one of them off-three massive loads coating her dining room table. It wasn’t enough that she’d jerked off three boys less than half her age, once they’d gotten their rocks off and left, his mother had leaned over the table and lapped up every creamy drop. Elliott had watched the lurid act from the top of the stairs, hidden in the shadows, his rock-hard cock needing relief as his mother sucked up and swallowed every creamy drop.
Elliott couldn’t believe how much had happened since then, how much not only his mother’s life had changed, but his too. He thought about all the scintillating acts he’d witnessed, and wondered how many loads his mother had taken over the past week. All three of her hot wet holes had been filled time and again with sizzling loads of teenage boy-cum. He knew the number of loads they’d dumped into her was already beyond belief, and it seemed like things were going to continue like, with his mother being the willing cum-slut the boys wanted her to be. And right now, Elliott couldn’t think of anything that would make him happier than to see her take as much cum as they could give her. He’d learned that the boys were right-without a doubt, his mother had ‘a body made to take big cocks’.
“Yeah, pizza sounds good. I’ll call it in a little later, okay?”
“Sure, baby. That’d be great.”
“I think I’ll go to my room now and get my homework done while I’ve got some free time, just in case we end up being busy over the weekend.”
Tanya caught Elliott’s eye in the mirror and smiled coyly, knowing exactly what he meant about ‘being busy’. She hoped to be busy all weekend long too. This was the first day the boys hadn’t come to their house right after school and started fucking her. It had only been since last night that they’d been here, but already she could feel her pussy getting itchy with need.
“Okay, baby, but before you do, why don’t you come over here with me for a minute.” Tanya got up from her dressing table and took Elliott’s hand. She led him over to the easy chair opposite her bed, the one he usually sat in as he watched his bullies work her over. She turned around with her back to the chair and put her hands on Elliott’s shoulders. “Before you go and do your homework, how would you like to feed from Mommy for a little bit first?”
Elliott’s flushed face was all she needed for an answer. Without waiting for any kind of response, Tanya pushed down on her son’s shoulders, pushing him to his knees. “That’s my good boy,” she said as she sat on the edge of the chair and stroked her son’s face. “Mommy needs her boy’s sweet mouth for a little while.”
With his heart pounding in his chest, Elliott watched as his mother undid the sash of her robe and opened it up, revealing her massive round tits. Her rosy nipples were already stiff, evidence of her arousal.
She reached forward and put her hands on either side of Elliott’s head, drawing his mouth to one pouting nipple. “C’mon, baby, start right there.” Elliott eagerly opened his mouth and slipped his lips over her soft warm flesh. He sucked gently at the stiffening bud at the same time as his tongue bathed it in a warm coating of saliva. “Mmm, that’s the way. You are so good at that.”
Elliott’s dick was surging against the front of his jeans as he suckled at his mother’s huge tits, closing his eyes in bliss as his lips and tongue gave both of them the pleasure they were looking for. His mother took his head in her hands and moved it to her other breast for a while, and then back and forth between the two of them until he had her climbing the walls.
“Your mouth on my nipples feels so good, but I need you to bring me off now,” Tanya said, her voice hot and breathy. “Keep doing that with your mouth, but slip a finger inside me. Mommy wants to come while you’re sucking on her boobs.”