Cuckolding her son, Learning his Place
#5 of Cuckolding Her Son
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James fidgeted as he sat on the bed.
His mother Catherine sat next to him, and there was an awkward tension as she'd had him come to her room for a chat. He was in a t-shirt and shorts, and she was wearing jeans and a cashmere sweater. He had a feeling she knew he'd been to that adult bookstore last night.
"Honestly sweetie, I don't know what to say..."
The kit squirmed as he heard her sigh and continue.
"I suppose it's my fault for encouraging you. I know growing boys enjoy porn, but I was pushing the boundaries teasing you like that."
James bit his lip, "I didn't mean to upset you mom."
"Sweetheart I'm not upset, I-"
Cathy rubbed at her eyes, at a loss for words.
"It's one thing for you to enjoy some porn, its another for you to come to a dirty club all by yourself at your age!"
"You were there..."
"Don't talk back to me mister!" The vixen shook her finger at the kit warningly, "I'd never forgive myself if something happened to you!"
It was quiet for a while, then James spoke up to sooth his irate mother.
"I had a friend drop me off, and a nice girl let me in. I just couldn't help it, I wanted to see you mom..."
The vixen mother sighed heavily and leaned back against the wall. Her breasts and the covers of her bed pillowed almost in unison.
"James...I don't know, maybe I shouldn't have encouraged this peeping habit of yours..."
"Why?"
"It's not right. You should be with girls your own age, not obsessing over your mother."
"I like you better."
The vixen's muzzle colored despite herself, "You brat..."
"I mean it mom," the young kit sat up straighter, smiling at her warmly, "You're awesome. I like seeing you do s-stuff and you're so much happier lately since you started doing it all!"
"Honey..."
"I wanna keep things the way they are. I won't tell dad anything, I want you to be happy mom!"
There was another stretch of silence. Cathy asked James some more about what he'd been doing, and found her suspicions of him spying on her were a lot more common than she knew. She hadn't really considered what to do beyond tease him, but now that they were at this awkward situation, she didn't really want to stop.
Maybe...?
"James."
"Yeah mom?"
Cathy tapped a manicured claw to her full lower lip, staring off into space.
"Are you sure you're happy like this? Just...watching?"
The kit went red, and he forced his tail to sit down from the half-wag it instinctively moved to, "Y-yeah."
She was quite a little longer, and then began to speak softly.
"Sweetie, girls live by their feelings a lot more than boys do. Sometimes we want things, even if we shouldn't. I love you and I love your father, but he's not home very often, and sometimes mommy wants to...play."
James gulped, and shifted his thighs as he felt his little cock stand up.
"Girls like handsome boys, and pushy boys, and sometimes scary boys. They make us feel good, and it's different if we're not supposed to like them since it makes things more exciting."
James squirmed as his dick throbbed, the way his mom said that made him feel reaaaally good.
"If...we're going to keep doing things the way we have up to now, you have to know you can't let your father find out. This is between you and me. Now, I need to know just what it is you think you want."
The kit felt his ears burn hot, and almost flinched as his mother's long lashed eyes met his.
"Do you want to watch me cheat on your daddy?"
The casual question in her honey-sweet voice made his tummy flip-flop. James gulped feeling incredibly nervous, and stumbled with his response.
"Y-yeah..."
"I see. Then you want to watch me have sex with other men?"
"Yes..."
"Hmm. And that excites you?"
"Mmhmm..."
"Do you touch yourself when it does?"
"Y...yeah..."
"What about when they leave me all messy?"
"I w-wanna clean you."
"With what?"
"My...tongue..."
"I see. What else do you want to see?"
"I, um...I want to s-see you with a lot of guys..."
"Oh?"
"Y-yeah, you should have a lot of boyfriends."
"Why?"
James was breathing deeply. He felt very hot, almost stifling as his hormones drove him crazy. It felt like his cock was going to rip through his shorts.
"B-because you're perfect. I love you mom. You're so pretty, and I love it when you're happy, and I want to keep you happy, and you should have lots and lots of boyfriends to play with. I wanna see you get all messy, and I wanna clean you and pamper you and see you smile because you're everything to me."
It was silent for a moment. James dared to meet his mother's gaze again, and found her looking at him with a soft smile on her muzzle and an adoring glow to her lashy eyes.
Cathy leaned over and pressed a gentle kiss to her kit's cheek, and hugged him close to whisper in his ear.
"I love you too my sweet little kit."
She squeezed him tight, and he hugged her back. They shared a tender moment, and when they parted James saw a glint of playfulness in his mom's eyes that belied her maturity.
"Well now sweetie, it looks like things are going to be a little different from here on out."
The vixen rose from the bed, and turned to stand directly in front of her kit with her legs shoulder-width apart and her fingers laced behind her head in a show-off stance.
"Get up sweetie."
James did so without being fully conscious of following the order.
"Help me take this sweater off."
James almost whimpered, and in the silence of her bedroom raised his shaking paws and lifted the hem of her cashmere sweater as high as he could before his mom flipped up the rest and tossed it behind her head.
The kit stared at his mother's full, luscious rack hanging there in front of him, bound only by a black bra with lacy filigree.
"Now undo my jeans."
James trembled as he reached out and did so, feeling the warmth of his mom's body through her fur as he brushed against her slender tummy. The button came undone, and he loosed the zipper with a metallic hiss to break the silence.
"Pull them down."
James grasped the waistline of her jeans, and then sank slowly into a kneel as he tugged them over his mom's wide generous hips. Amber and creamy white fur was revealed, and he could see lacy black panties to compliment her bra hugging tightly to her tender mound. Her jeans pooled at her ankles, and she stepped out of them.
"Good boy."
He felt his dick twitch at the compliment. He drank in the sight of her, feeling the naughty thrill drive him insane with need. Thoughts of all those other men that had been with her, inside her, danced through his head.
"Are you sure about this sweetie?"
James nodded, never taking his eyes off the camel toe of his mom's crotch, drinking in the smell of her as he knelt there.
Cathy smiled, and there was a naughty rush in her chest as she felt somehow...fulfilled.
"You belong to me. You'll do as I tell you to. You'll take care of me, and clean me and if you do I will make you a very happy kit by letting you watch."
James nodded again, and Cathy licked her maw.
"Its now your job to keep my pussy happy. Mommy's going to want a lot of boys inside it, so you'll have to help dress me up nice, and massage me, and rub luxurious oil into my fur, and keep my pussy in prime condition, understand?" The kit's eyes were lidded with lust, and his tongue was almost darted out as he panted lightly for breath. A shallow nod, and Cathy was satisfied.
"Good boy. Kiss it."
James felt his heart almost stop, and then inched his head forward and pressed his shivering lips to the pout of his mom's sweet entrance. The smell of her was intoxicating, and he relished the feel of silk on his nose as he tasted her gently through the sheer fabric.
Cathy rested her paw on his head, and ruffled his ears fondly.
"That's my kit..."
With a playful smirk, she drew back and batted him in the face with her tail as she left the room.
"Come on sweetie, you're gonna help your mom get ready for her fun night!"
James lept up and hurried after her, gulping as he wrestled with the awkward boner in his shorts and staring intently at his mom's swaying round ass.
Cathy felt a giddy sort of excitement in her sizable chest as she let her eager son follow her.
It was surprising how some mild cheating could so quickly snowball into the kinky fun she was not entertaining with her kit. Idly, she blamed Monica for having been a bad influence on her. That mare always was trouble.
It certainly helped that James was adorable in the way he followed her like a puppy, and the maternal twinge inside that was pleased at his affection. If it truly made him happy why not be his live 'spank bank material?'
"This way sweetie."
She led him to her desk, files strewn about on the tabletop and her monitor idling. She paused for a moment, and then moved her swivel chair aside.
"Honey?"
James perked up as she flashed him a naughty grin over her shoulder.
"This chair's not quite comfortable enough, would you mind kneeling here?"
The kit blushed, and moving hesitantly he knelt at the foot of her desk. Cathy murmured her thanks, and without further ceremony turned and laid her plump ass gently on his face, smothering the little fox in twin globes of warm vixen butt.
"Are you good sweetie?"
There was a delicious mumble underneath her, and Cathy settled down further as she began to check her email.
"Hmm, looks like that weasel from last week wants to see me again, what do you think James?"
"Mmmfmm~"
"No, I'm not really in the mood for him."
She arched her back a little, feeling her kit nose up between her silk-clad lips as he inhaled deeply. A delicious thrill went through her, feeling him worship her body like this. She felt younger, sexier, naughtier.
"Maybe you should pick sweetie. What kind of man do you think mommy needs tonight?"
James shifted his muzzle down, and with his mom's weight pressing down on his brow managed to gasp out, "Someone big!"
"Oh? Maybe a stallion?"
Cathy idly scrolled through her inbox. She still had some unanswered messages from potential males, though she was looking for one message in particular. Eyes narrowing, she found the forwarded message from Monica, being a schoolfriend of hers she'd wanted to "introduce." The vixen clicked on an attached image file.
Woah.
Cathy had seen her fair share of genitals, but the cock hanging between the legs of that very fit horse was as thick as her wrist. A tingle raced through her pussy, and she decided to make this interesting.
"Alright sweetie, why don't you tell me what you think?"
She rose up, and heard James gasp for breath as the warmth of her ass left his face. She shifted slightly with her arms crossed under her heavy breasts, and watched with amusement as her kit got up and stared at the male on the screen.
"Oh wow...he's big."
"Mmhmm... He'd split your mommy in half~"
James went redder still, and looked up at her shyly, earning himself a ruffle about his ears.
"Is that a yes?"
The kit nodded and Cathy motioned at the keyboard, "Send him a message then sweetie. Tell him to come fuck me."
She bit her lip as James was forced to ask the stranger to come fuck her. The power play was enticing, she regret she hadn't tried this kind of kink sooner. Wrapping up the invitation, Cathy led James back to her room, and began to walk him through his duties as her new 'assistant.'
She laid out luxuriously on her stomach, and had him massage her feet, calves, thighs and butt before moving to her lower back. Her son learned how to press his fingers into just the right spots and use his elbows to work out the kinks in his mom's back. As she lay mewling in bliss, Cathy had him fetch some fur oil and give her coat a glossy finish. It was so much easier not having to apply it herself!
Rolling over, she let her heavy tits pillow on her chest, and smirked as James struggled with his erection as he worked the oil into her front.
Reaching her breasts last, she waited for him to coat the majority of them before flipping up her tight bra, and exposing her rosy nipples. Her son opened his mouth but no words came out, and with a smile she told him to treat them gently.
His little fingers reached out hesitantly, and she groaned in satisfaction as her kit pinched and pulled with varying pressure at her sensitive nipples.
"Suck."
The simple command spurred her kit to action, and he adorably mewled as he took up a perky nipple in his teeth and began to lightly chew and suckle. Swapping nipples, he kept both of them wet and gnawed. Cathy felt her breath flutter as he fed on her tits, and eventually pushed his little head back.
"Good boy."
Re-adjusting her bra, the vixen stood and moved to her closet, where she chose a garter and some stockings for that night. Obediently, James hovered by her hip, and with a gesture she had him slide the stockings over her legs one by one, and then clasp the garterbelt together to complete her ensemble.
"Thank you sweetie, you're such a help."
Her son smiled adoringly up at her, and the vixen bit her thumb as she thought for a moment.
"Hmm, that stallion's really going to stretch me out..."
Eyes lighting up, she looked mischievously at her kit, and asked him to open up her lower drawer in her closet.
She watched as her son did so, and giggled as his tail frizzed up in shock. Her sex toy drawer had that effect on her husband too.
"Bring me the silver princess plug, will you? The one with the pink gem."
Rummaging awkwardly, James came back with a small silver butt plug, with a pink gem on the base. He held it with something akin to wonder as he kept looking up at her.
Cathy turned to present her ass to him, and slid down her black panties with agonizing slowness. She could hear her kit's intake of breath as her pink tender tailhole was exposed to him between her creamy white cheeks. Licking her muzzle, she instructed him.
"I want to be relaxed and ready for him to open me up back there, so be a dear and help me get ready, hm? Oh, don't bother with the lube, your tongue will do fine."
There was quiet. For a moment Cathy wondered if she'd pushed her son too far, when suddenly she felt his little muzzle press into her full ass cheeks and his little tongue dart out and begin licking at her rear entrance.
She sighed in absolute satisfaction as she felt her kit rim her; The feeling confirming the suspicion she had of the hazy night at the adult bookstore. If James was that eager to tongue her butt then she'd make sure he understood it was now expected of him regularly. Certainly he was better than his father at this. She could hear a rhythmic bustle behind her, and giggled as she realized her son was jerking off.
"Enjoy yourself sweetheart~"
As if a lynchpin, the honey sweet words of his mother drew James over the edge, and Cathy could feel the vibration of his cry in her ass when he climaxed and spurted his hot boycum all over her calves. He panted behind her, with saliva dripping down his chin as he'd messily eaten her ass in that last rush.
Suitably lathered in saliva, she flexed her tender sphincter, and James pulled back to press the cool buttplug tip in place of his muzzle. She hissed as he let it burrow inside her, until the wholesome plop of the plug being sucked past her ring and settling at the thin part of its shaft. The pink gem was all that could be seen of her tailhole, nestled between her round ass cheeks. Cathy drew up her silk panties and turned to kiss her son on the forehead.
"That's my little boy~"
James stared up at her with his maw slightly ajar, eyes lidded as he licked his chops and gazed at her adoringly. Cathy felt her heart swell.
"Now clean up the mess you made."
Obediently, James knelt and began to slide his tongue across his mom's legs, gathering up the sperm he'd spilled all over them. Finished with his impromptu tonguebath, he looked up at her with his maw open and his own cum sitting there. Cathy felt a deliciously naughty streak make her pussy tingle.
"Now swallow."
Her son did so, and she felt herself mildly aroused by the power she had over him, and having watched him gulp down his own cum at her command.
"Good boy."
She hugged him close to her and bent down to kiss his forehead again while he murmured in contentment.
"Now go hide and make yourself comfortable in my closet, I'll let you watch me fuck this stallion when he comes over in a bit."
She chuckled as she watched him eagerly clamber into her closet, and then turned to make a few final preparations with her makeup.