My hips were going a mile a minute at this point, causing the loud slaps of my pelvis against Mom’s doughy ass to echo throughout the main floor. I tried to focus my energies of tuning out Mom and staving off my climax for as long as I could, but the things she was describing (things that by the very nature of her saying them were all things she was ok with us doing) just couldn’t be ignored. “Or how about, when you’re off at college next year, I seduce Irene Duque and gift her to you for Christmas so that you can film yourself having sex with that jerk’s younger sister as one last ‘fuck you’ to him. Hell, what if I got her to seduce his girlfriend and you can fuck them both while they trash talk him and beg for your cock.
“Maybe the next time we’re at a fancy restaurant, I sneak under the table and suck you off like the good Mommy-Slut I am. And when you’re just about to blow and cover my face with your thick, hot cum for me to spend the rest of the meal with on my slutty face, I flag down a pretty waitress and have you spew it all over her. I’ll apologize for the mess and offer to help her clean up in the bathroom, where I’ll lick your cum from her face, savouring it in my mouth and then kiss her and have us share it. I’ll work her up to the same point I had you at, and when she can’t take the orgasm denial any longer, I’ll tell her that she needs to get her sexiest co-worker, come to our table and have them 69 each other while you jerk off all over their hot bodies. Then I’ll pull out my strap-on and we can tag team them, or DP or spit roast them one at a time.”
Stopping myself because I knew I was just one more slutty sentence from my mother’s mouth away from cumming, I said, “Fuck Mommy-Slut! Those are hot!” Mom just mewled contently and tried to rock herself on my cock before I used my free hand and gave her a solid SMACK on her ass. “Hold still, Mommy-Slut.”
“Yes Master. Sorry Master. That was one, Master. Thank you for spanking me, Master. May your Mommy-Slut please have another, Master, while she gives you more examples of how she can be the best slut for you Master?”
Still catching my breath, I said, “Hold those thoughts, Mommy-Slut. I need to confer with your Mistress and see what she thinks of all this.” I looked to Rheta as Mom whispered her compliance. “You know that I love you, but now that we’ve taken this step, I don’t know how much you are comfortable with these fantasies of me sleeping with other women. I’ll admit that what Mom’s said in the past ten minutes is really hot and the thought of fulfilling each of these fantasies has me ready to blow. But if you just want me to focus on you and Mom, that’s all I’ll do, and just let these remain fantasies.”
Standing up from the couch, Rheta walked over to me before kneeling down at my side. I noticed that the leakage from her deflowered pussy had seemed to stop and that her thighs, tits and stomach seemed to have a dried sheen to them. Leaning in, Rheta brought a hand to my cheek before she kissed me sensually, but chastely. “To say that I know that I can’t have you to myself and that that knowledge kills me a little every time I remember it, is an understatement. While I love Mom and want her to be happy, there is a part of me that will always be selfish in wanting to hoard you all to myself. That being said, the idea of you having a harem with me as your alpha, or a million one-night stands that you tell me about afterwards is also very hot. To be honest, since I’m bi, I’d definitely would want to be in on some of that action. Mom’s fantasies were quite hot, and don’t have to be used using just her,” she said with a sexy wink. “So, I’m going to make you a deal, which I know you’ll accept because only an idiot would turn down an offer this good. Build your harem or have your one-night stands, but every time you do, I want you to let me know that you’re trying to get laid. I won’t stop you, so long as whenever I say it’s our time to be together, you spoil me rotten and love me the way I want to be loved. I may want it rough and mean or sweet and tender, or I might just want you to go down on me for three hours straight and not give you any relief. Hell, I might just want an hour where I worship that beautiful cock of yours. Do we have a deal?”