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Horny Heather by B.P.

Up until I was eleven I thought of my mother as a typical mother,

prettier than most but not a beauty queen. At 5' 2" 100 lbs. she looked

more like my older sister
She and dad seemed to be happy and have good friends. Suddenly our

world was turned upside down. When a drunk ran a stop light and killed

dad.

mom and I were real upset and mom asked me to sleep with her. For the

first few months we were so consumed with our grief and tying to put our

lives back together we were in a daze. Every night we fell asleep in each

others arms but I never saw her nude, sometimes only in her underwear. At

night she sleep with underwear on under her nighty.

To be honest I didn't give it any thought, that was the way I was used

to seeing mom. That all changed when my hormones started to kick in and my

body started to change. Almost over night I became aware of my body and

that of all around me.

I began talking with my close friends and several times on sleep over at

their houses I noticed that their moms never seemed to wear anything under

their nighties and sometimes got peeks at their boobs and saw hair on their

crotches. It set me wondering why my mom kept herself covered. When she

was dressed to go out, she dressed sexy and often showed the top of her

boobs and a lot of her legs.

As close as mom and I had grown since dad's death I couldn't figure out

why mom was so secretive about her body. Several times I had started to

ask her why she hid her body from me but chickened out at the last minute.

mom went out with friends a couple times only to come early, apologizing

to me for going out. One night I said we need to talk. I told her I know

enough about adults to know that they need to have fun and that I didn't

think dad would have wanted her to sit around and mope for the rest of her

life. She hugged me and I whispered that it was ok for her to go out and

have fun.

mom started going out fairly regularly mostly with friends that she and

dad had gone out with. Sometimes she had a baby sitter come in and

sometimes I would spend the night with a friend. I began to notice that

often when she came home she would smell different. I would see her slip

into the bathroom and shower before coming to bed.

On those nights she acted strange when I would hug her, as if it hurt
her. One night she was moving stiffly as she came in. Thinking I was

asleep she slipped off her clothes before stepping into her bathroom. Her

body looked perfect in the dim light coming from the bathroom, then just as

she turned to close the bathroom door I thought I saw a flash of light off

something shinny at the end of her boobs and I didn't see any hair on her

crotch. Since we are both blonds I just thought it was the lighting. She

took a long time in the bathroom and by the time she came out I was asleep.

In the morning she seemed to be back to the way she was before dad died.

She blushed when I asked her if she had fun but quickly said yes. She then

asked if she had wakened me when she came in.

I told her that I was sound asleep and didn't her come to bed. She

seemed to readily accept that and hurried into her bathroom to get ready to

go to work. I went to my bathroom to get ready for school. Taking off my

nightly I noticed a little blood on my upper thighs and on my nightly. My

first period. Excited I ran to tell mom.

I caught her completely by surprise as I burst into her room. She had

just stepped out of her bathroom and was facing me nude. She was so

surprised by me she forgot she was nude. I was babbling about having my

first period then I stopped dead in my tracks about six feet from her. Her

nipples had a ring in each one, her boobs and lower belly were covered with

blotches and marks.

Seeing me stare at her body she froze her mouth dropping open. For what

seemed like hours we just stood there looking at each others nude body. My

crotch still covered with blood from my period. Finally mom croaked "Are

you all right?"

I nodded yes then faintly I asked "Did your date do that to you" mom
blushed right down to her toes, her head down. I exploded into a lecture

about date rape and abuse, surprising both of us. mom stood there calmly

slowly lifting her head to look at me. When I finally shut up, she

whispered "I asked him to, I asked him to do it just like your father did

it."

Now I was the one with my mouth hanging open. mom went into an

explanation of some of things she and dad did for their sexual enjoyment.

She promised to explain it better after dinner.

All day I couldn't get it out of my mind. I kept thinking that I should

be upset about what I had seen, instead I was curious and anxious to hear

more. When mom came home from work, I helped her get dinner neither one

mentioning anything about that morning. We talked about her job and my

school.

Finished in the kitchen mom looked at me and said I've seen you staring

at me all evening trying to figure out what is going on. Come into the

bedroom and we can talk

Following behind her I saw her unbutton her blouse then her skirt

carefully draping them over a chair. Turning to face me she unhooked her

stiff bra and let it slide off. Two pieces of gauze fell out of the cups.

Mom didn't seem to notice her eyes fixed on me. She rubbed her boobs
especially where the bra straps had been. Her boobs had hardly any sag to

them. The brown areola calling attention to two very large nipples

pointing at me, proudly showing off their gold rings.

I felt myself drawn closer, reaching out I tentatively touched a ring.

It felt warm, almost soft. The nipple stiffened and mom's breathing became

more rapid. My gaze fixed on her nipples I asked "Did it hurt to get them?

Do you like them?"

Mom's voice was soft as she said yes they hurt some when I first got

them but now they're fine and yes I like them. They were your father's

idea. The twinkle in her eyes told me she telling me the truth.

By now my fingers were gently touching her boobs especially the marks on

them wondering why. At the base of both boobs was a reddish mark circling

both of them. As my fingers traced the marks, mom quivered slightly but no

move to pull back.

She said they don't hurt now. I jerked my hands away then I felt

foolish. mom took my hands and we sat on the bed. We talked for hours as

she told me how dad had introduced her into mild bondage and tit torture

and that now she needed that type of stimulation for good sexual

satisfaction. She apologized for hiding it from me but told me she had

planed to tell me about it when I was old enough to understand and

hopefully not think of her as some kind of freak or a nut case.

I hugged mom and told her that I still loved her and that I didn't think

she was a freak or a nut case. My crotch was so wet even with my pad on it

felt like I had pissed. I kissed mom then told her I needed to check my

pad as it felt wet.

I got up and started towards my bathroom when mom reached out saying you

can use my bathroom. She got up following me into her bathroom. I

undressed to my panties then I hesitated, I was a little embarrassed to

have mom see my mess.

mom sensing my embarrassment reminded me that she had been having them

for many years and that it was no big deal. She opened the shower door and

said step in here and wash yourself off. Stepping in I was surprised to

see a long hose attached to the shower head. mom reached up and turned a

knob next to the shower head then turned on the water. No water came out

of the shower head instead it came out of the long thin nozzle on the end

of the hose. mom felt the water and adjusted the temperature then she

knelt in front of me.

Smiling up at me she said I love this go ahead and use it to wash

yourself. Nervously I took the nozzle and moved it closer to my crotch,

the spray starting to hit me. The warm streams of water did feel good.

Spreading my legs I moved the nozzle close to my pussy delighting in the

wonderful sensations as the water tickled and tingled.

mom with her face near my pussy, hoarsely said go ahead you can ease it

inside if you want I do it a lot. A naughty tingle ran thru me as I slid

the spraying tip into my opening, Mom's hot gaze watching every move. Damn

it felt great as I pushed it deeper then it stopped. By now all the blood

had been washed away but this was too good to stop. Gently I put a little

more pressure on the nozzle and felt it pushing against something inside.

Not satisfied with how deep it was in me, I pushed harder. Suddenly I felt

something give way then the nozzle slide much deeper. There was a little

pink ness in the water but that quickly went away but the only thing I

cared about was the fantastic feeling the water jets were creating in my

pussy. mom spoke up saying. Your father used to tease me telling me that

I liked using that too much. My voice sounded a little shaky as I said I

can see why this is great. I slid it in and out thrilling at the

sensations.

Without thinking I said. Is this what you were doing in her so long

last night when you came home? Our eyes met as I realized what I said.

Mom faintly said I thought you were asleep.

I was until you turned on the bathroom light. You were in there so long

I fell asleep and didn't hear you come to bed.

mom stood up and hugged me, her nude body pressed against mine. I still

had the nozzle stuffed in my pussy. I felt one of mom's hands slide down

my back and then find my hand on the nozzle. Her hand over mine she began

moving it in and out. A shock wave hit me making my legs turn to rubber.

If mom hadn't been holding me, I would have fallen.

mom let go and the nozzle slid out as mom turned the water off. We

stood there hugging each other for a while when mom said we have so much to

talk about. We stepped out of the shower and mom grabbed a towel and dried

me off. Her tenderness surprised me, they way her hands touched me it was

if she was my servant or worshiping me.

Finished mom led me back to her bed where we talked more about periods

and how to deal with them. She even asked me if I wanted to try her

tampons. I had never seen mom act like this before. She had always taken

care of me and loved me but this was somehow totally different.

Mom, what's going on why are you acting like this? mom looked at her

lap as she spoke softly telling me that my father had trained her to be his

slave, his sex slave. She went on to tell me that she had gotten so used

to living like that she didn't know how not to do it.

Peeking at me she said I thought if I was good to you might want me as

your slave, your sex slave. You can do ANY THING to me and I will do

anything you ask.

Stunned I looked at her seeing her in a totally different light. I said

but you are my mother and I love you. How can you be my slave? mom looked

nervous, she didn't seem to know what to do with her hands as she shyly

looked at me. Tears were starting to form in her eyes and her voice

quivered as she said I'm sorry I made the mistake of thinking that you

would take over for your father.

But mom I'm your daughter I'm not even a boy, I don't have a cock, how

can I take over for dad. mom lifted her head saying. The other wives of

our friends often have sex while the men watch us, I can teach you what

they do to me and a lot of the things the guys do don't require a cock.

Are you sure you want me to do this? mom looked at me her eyes and body

begging me to say yes as she said Only if you want to, I can't force you,

but I would love it if you said yes.

I asked Will you tell me about the things you and dad did and show me

all of your other toys. Mom's eyes lit up and she grabbed me hugging and

kissing me telling me how good she would be for me. She went on to tell me

that some of her friends would help me if I wanted.

As we talked, I could see how excited mom was that I would let her be my

sex slave. In her excitement she gave up all of her modesty. In doing so

I noticed she had a ring in the top of her pussy and that her pussy lips

hung way down when she stood up.

At one point mom was sitting facing me with her legs spread. I looked

straight at her crotch and said I guess dad did that too. mom blushed and

looked down saying yes he told me it was so I would never forget him. It

does a good job, every time I feel it jiggle I think of when he put it in

and how it tickles my clit. Then another time, I had said something to him

about not having the balls to do something. He said he would fix that and

he had a doctor put steel balls in my pussy lips. As she said that she

spread her legs and pulled her pussy lips out and showed me.

I leaned closer to her and touched her. It felt strange there was

something hard about the size of a jelly bean inside of her lips.

Your dad put those in about six years ago, every time I move I feel

them. Her voice got soft as she said he made me go around without panties
so that they would always be pulling and stretching on me. Sometimes he

would even hang weights in my clit ring and/or nipple rings. He loved to

put the weights on strings so they would sway when I walked. Sometimes if

I walked fast, they would bump into my skirt making it move.

Just then the phone rang, mom answered it then after talking for a few

minutes she said thanks but I think I'll pass on it this time Heather and I

need to spend some time together to get to know each other better. She was

smiling and looking straight at me as she said that. Saying I'll call you

Monday, she winked at me and hung up.

mom asked me what I was going to be doing in school tomorrow, if I had

any tests. I ran into my room and checked my assignment book and took it

into show mom. All I had was regular stuff.

mom glanced at it and said How would you like to play hooky and for the

next three days you can play with me and we can get to know each other

better.

I squealed and hugged mom saying, do you mean it that would be

fantastic. Does this mean that I get to use all of daddy's toys on you? Do

I get to do things to you that make you walk funny and your boobs sore?

Will you show me everything?

mom kissed me and said from now on I'm your sex slave you can do

anything you want except make me bleed. Come I'll show you all of the

stuff if you see something that interests you we can try it out. Chapter 2

Toys Are Us

mom went to her closet and pushed all the clothes towards one end then

she opened a door that I didn't know was there. Cuddling up to mom I

looked in and my chin hit the floor. There was shelves and drawers full of

stuff.

mom said I'll hand the stuff out to you and you can spread it out on the

floor. It took us over a half hour to empty the closet of all kinds of

harnesses, dildos, strange clothes and other devices I wasn't sure of.

We could hardly walk across the room with all of this exciting stuff

laid out. I was kneeling looking at a leather harness as mom came over

saying that's all of what is in there.

I looked up at her and my eyes locked onto her pussy. It was wet!

Looking up her body, I saw what looked like rubber clothes in her hands.

Getting up I took one of the items she was holding and held it up to see

what it was. It was a pair of rubber shorts that looked like they would be

small on me. As I looked at them, I noticed a pouch in the crotch. mom
whispered that's for my balls. Your dad loved to put those on me and make

me drink a lot then go out in public and not let me go to a bathroom. When

he was in a really wicked mood he would make me wear this. She held up a

strange looking pair of rubber shorts with tubes coming out of the crotch

and connected to the cups of a rubber bra.

What are the tubes for? I no sooner asked that when it hit me. When

you pissed it went up the tubes into the bra. This I had to see, I asked

mom to put it on.

mom said but I haven't got to the bathroom since I got home from work. I

grinned and said I know start putting it on and I'll be right back. I

hurried to the kitchen and came back with a large glass of ice tea.

mom already had the shorts on and was smoothing them in place. Except

for the pouch in the crotch they fit like her skin. I handed her the ice

tea saying I knew you would be thirsty from all of the talking. Drink that

while I put your bra on.

mom blushed but drank the tea quickly then handed the glass back to me.

With a twinkle in her eyes she said I'm still a little thirsty. I ran to

refill her glass. This glass she sipped as we looked at more stuff.

mom seemed to have forgotten what she was wearing and was causally move

about. Suddenly mom called out Heather. I turned to see her kneeling next

to me, piss was filling the tubes and soon reached her bra. mom gulped the

last of her tea as the cups of her bra swelled with piss.

mom quivered, then took a deep breath and went back to what she had been

doing, as if this was perfectly normal. mom stood up and said I almost

forgot the water toys. Come in the bathroom and I'll show you them.

I followed mom checking out her kinky outfit. I couldn't believe this

was happening to me, what a blast. mom opened a closet that I had always

thought was just a linen closet and saw all kinds of strange tubing and

bags.

mom explained that this stuff was for giving enemas, douches and other

water games. While we were looking at this mom again called my name. As I

looked at her, she squatted slightly and pushed her tummy. I saw more piss
surge up the tubes swelling her bra even more, the pouch at her crotch was

sticking out like a fist.

Damn what a sight I had never dreamed of anything half this wild. I

touched her bra feeling the hot piss as I asked mom how much more it would

hold.

mom giggled as she said I don't know usually by now dad would have

hooked up the relief tube and had me drain off the excess. I gave her a

puzzled look and she told me to look where the tubes came out of the shorts

and I would find a short tube that was clamped shut. Handing me a tube,

she told me how to connect it.

That done I stood up holding the free end of the tube. mom reached into

the closet and took out a strange harness and handed it to me asking me to

put it on her head. I noticed a strap with a hold in it right over her

mouth. mom said. You can attach a gag to the strap or just stick the tube

thru the hole. Any time you feel like there is too much pee in my bra you

can open the clamp and let it out. If you want to use a gag that's ok but

I can't talk with it in my mouth. I have been trained to swallow what

comes out of the tube.

I looked at her with mild surprise as I said you mean you will drink

your own pee. mom nodded yes then whispered yours too. Often when your

father and I had sex he would have me suck his cock clean then he would

have me drink his pee. Sometimes when we were over at friends houses he

would have me suck the other women's pussies clean after they had sex.

Other times he would have me drink their pee.

Fascinated I found my hand reaching down and opening the clamp. pee
surged up the clear tube right into mom's mouth. Her lips closed around

the tube and I watched her swallow until I re clamped the tube.

Mom's eyes had a new sparkle to them. She said I'm your toy have fun.

How about we go and look at some of the other stuff, you might find

something you would like to try on your self.

Back in the bedroom I looked at one of the bras I had seen her wearing.

To my surprise the cups were lined with little pins all around where her

areola and nipples would be. I looked at some others and saw some were

just plain while others looked like they would hurt. My mind flashed back

to the times when mom would wince when I hugged her.

mom showed me some rubber bras with holes for the nipples, some leather

bras with cut- outs for then nipples and some with things to make the

nipples tender or down right hurt.

mom picked up each one touching it like it was something special, like

it was bringing back fond memories. Looking up she said I haven't had any

of this out since your father was killed, I didn't realize how much I miss

it.

The tears in her eyes said a lot but I was still confused as to why she

wanted to be hurt and made to do things. Why did you want dad to hurt you

and make you do strange things? My friends parents don't do these things?

mom held my hand as she began to explain that when she was growing up

she was shy and not very popular with the other kids. She want on to say

that she wanted to be liked by the boys and soon learned that if she let

them do things to her they would take her out. As she got older, the boys
wanted to do more things like have her suck their cocks and let them piss
on her. At first she did like it and would protest. Gradually she learned

to like it and stopped protesting. The guys liked it better when she made

a fuss so they got rougher and rougher. She smiled as she said I learned

that I could get them to do what I wanted by how much of a fuss I made.

When I first met your father, he seemed to know right away. On our

first date he got me to suck his cock by pinching my nipples. The next

time he came to take me out he handed me two clothes pins and told me to

put them on my nipples until he told me to take them off. He took me to a

drive in movie and made me strip completely. When he told me he was going

to fuck me I protested telling him I was still a virgin and I was afraid of

getting pregnant. He produced a rubber and pinching my nipples made me

suck him off and them get him hard enough to fuck me. The whole time he

fucked me I fussed slightly but I loved it. Several nights later he picked

me up and I didn't fuss. He told me after that he liked it better when I

fussed and squirmed as if trying to get away.

After that I always made a fuss and he started bring pieces of rope to

tie me up. Oh god how I loved that. From then on I was his.

He really love to do things to my nipples and clit and sometimes would

tie me up and abuse my clit for hours making it so sore and sensitive that

I would cry from the pleasure and pain as he would roughly fuck me to a

mind-blowing climax. Some times he would invite his friends to play with

me and even let them fuck me. Every once in a while he would have several

friends over at once and gang bang me until I was covered with their come

and it was oozing out of every hole, then they often would give me a piss
shower before they left.

I reached down between us and opened the clamp on her piss tube. mom
stopped talking and drank until I re clamped the tube. Her lips were still

sucking on the tube even after the flow had stopped! Reaching up I pulled

the tube out of her face harness and put in my mouth as I opened the clamp.

I don't know what I was expecting but I took a mouth full then with my

tongue plugging the tube I tasted it. The wickedness of drinking piss
thrilled me. I hugged mom to me forcing her pee into my mouth as I stared

into her eyes.

mom was as turned on as me and I felt her hands pressing at the sides of

her bra forcing more pee in my mouth. Her hands went to my ass cheeks as

she babbled how much she loved me and that she hoped I would MAKE her do

lots of wild things. Holding the tube in my mouth, I started towards the

bathroom. mom followed quickly not wanting to jerk the tube from my mouth.

Seeing the enema bag I unhooked her bra and told her to strip the

panties off. mom seeing me holding the enema bag began begging me not to

use that on her as it embarrassed her so to have to go while someone

watched.

Taking my cue I grabbed a spare piece of tubing and tied her hands then

I selected a big fat nozzle and greased it up. Pushing her in the shower I

made her bend over and the I stuffed the nozzle in her ass she fussed

loudly. Hanging the enema bag up I asked her how much dad had given her.

mom whimpered that she didn't know he never told her she just had to

take it. My first intention had been to only give her half but suddenly I

got the idea to give her the whole thing as I gave her a piss shower. mom
fussed about having her hands tied and that the shower floor was cold but

she really started squirming when she saw me open the valve and let the

water shoot into her ass. Her protests went up a pitch when I stepped over

her and squatted. She was looking right into my pussy as my piss came

spraying out.

mom acted like she was trying to get away from the stream of piss but

always managed to get it right on her nipples then in her mouth. By now

mom was getting uncomfortable with all the water in her gut. I shut off

the flow asking her if she was going to be a good slave and do as her

master told her.

mom begged and pleaded for me not to give her anymore. I opened the

valve telling her I didn't believe her. Her pleas became louder and she

began telling me all the things she would do for me like suck my pussy and

even kiss my ass.

Fully in the sprit of the game I told her she would anyhow and that she

would have to come up with something better. mom told me I could do things

I had never dreamed of like fist fucking her or stuffing my foot in her

pussy. She even told me I could pinch her clit and clamp her pussy lips.

By the time the bag was empty I could see her tummy bulging and her pleas

were genuine. I hoped I could remember half of the things she said I could

do to her and that she would do to me.

I closed the valve to the bag and helped mom to her feet. Pulling her

into my arms I grabbed her by her ass cheeks pressing my body against hers.

Mom moaned and kissed me as the thrill of the naughtiness of the situation

raced thru me. My fingers brushed the enema tube reminding me of its

presence. Grabbing hold of the tube, I began moving it in and out making

mom squirm and moan.

I asked if she could hold it if I pulled the nozzle out. mom kissed me

as she nodded yes. Tasting her piss-covered lips, I fucked her ass with

the nozzle in ever lengthening strokes until it popped out. mom was

kissing me with a wild passion, her rock hard nipples burning into my

budding boobs. Almost reluctantly we broke our embrace and mom slowly made

her way to the toilet.

Tremors shook mom's body as she let go. mom looked up at me blushing

intensely her eyes sparkling with lust neither one of us speaking. After

she finished, I guided her back to the shower and we washed each other

paying particular attention to our crotches. I fingered mom's pussy as she

explored my pussy opening dipping a finger in me.

I have no idea how we got to the bed but we spent the next several hours

in every position imaginable until finally I wound up with my hand stuffed

into mom's pussy up to my wrist. mom was moaning and making animal noises

deep in her throat as my hand fucked her to a series of intense orgasms.

Mom's pussy felt so warm and wet as it spasmed around my hand I could

almost feel what she was feeling.

mom was so drained from her climaxes she was limp as I eased my hand out

of her. mom then cuddled up to me placing her mouth over one of my budding

boobs. She began sucking on my nipples like a baby after milk. The next

thing I knew the sun was streaming in the window and mom still had her face

on my chest her eyes watching me.

Her tongue was gently tracing the outline of my areola sending strange

but wonderful sensations thru me. My hands were stroking mom's hair as I

said does this mean I'm gay. mom lifted her head and chuckled. No it just

means that you like sex games and you have normal responses to sexual

situations. I'm sure you will enjoy a good man just as I have and hope to

again.

mom gave my nipple a nip with her teeth then leapt off the bed and ran

into the bathroom with me hot on here heels. mom was giggling and I told

her I would get her for that.

mom turned to face me her face alight with delight as she said what are

you doing to do to me, torture my titties? Grinning I told her I was going

to try every nipple device she had in her collection of toys.

With a mischievous chuckle she gave my nipple a tweak as she said Oh

goody! Laughing and giggling we tumbled into the shower stall, mom sliding

to the floor looking up at me expectantly. I stepped over her and relaxed

my bladder. I aimed my hot stream splashing off her nipples then up her

neck to her face and in her open mouth then down to blast her clit. mom
clearly was enjoying every second of what could be a very degrading

situation.

I began to think of situations that could truly degrade or humiliate

her, not that I wanted to harm mom but I was becoming clear to me that this

is what mom craved and I was getting turned on by. Suddenly I was brought

back to real time as I felt mom pulling my tampon out.

She grabbed the nozzle that I had been introduced to and began nudging

it into my pussy opening. I turned on the water and mom eased the nozzle

into me. It felt great as she fucked me with a combination of the nozzle

and the water spray.

Mom's teasing of my clit as she pumped the nozzle soon had me quaking

with a climax. Just as I was calming down, mom gave my clit a pinch making

me yelp. I didn't have to be a mind reader to see that mom wanted to play.

I told her she was in for it know, I would pay her back.

We washed each other poking and teasing everywhere as we giggled like

two kids in a tickling contest. As we were drying off mom, kept hinting at

asking me what I was going to do to her. I honestly didn't know yet but I

pretended that I had it all worked out. This drove mom nuts.