It's a fine Saturday morning and other boys might be outside, playing football or some other sports. Not Charles. The 18 years old is worrying about college right now. He knows his grades are good enough for him to get into a relative good one but it is the issue of money that concerns the boy. Charles' mom is a nurse at the nearby hospital. They have enough to get by but paying for college could be a financial drain and he doesn't want her to struggle more for his sake. That is why he is thinking about taking out a student loan, along with the two part time jobs that he already has.
This still makes him feel worried as he is afraid of going into debt that could make everything worse. Charles rubs his head in frustration and sighs as he gazes outside the window. He is sure there is a solution he can take but he doesn't know what it is yet. He just hopes he will be able to figure it all out soon enough. As his mother always told him there is a will there is a way. He is going to work it out because he believes he can. He owes it to himself and to his mom who has the highest of hopes for him and wants to see Charles succeed more than anything else.
Suddenly, he could hear the sound of knocking from the front door. The boy heads over to the door and then peeks through the hole. He is surprised by who he sees and quickly opens the door to let her in. Dr Natasha Riley is a tall, beautiful surgeon at the same hospital where his mother works and she has seen him since he was a child, since she and his mom are good friends outside work too. "Dr Riley! Great to see you!" he greets her politely, a shy smile on his face. The cardiac surgeon is a 43 years old woman, a woman 25 years older than him but she is still confident and attractive, and he easily gets flustered by her.
"Great to see you too and I know I have told you before but you can just call me Nat," she says, entering his abode. She is here all the time to play poker with his mom but they never make any bets as it wouldn't be very fair, with Natasha being rich and Charles' mom being not rich. "Is there something bothering you right now? I'm asking since you've been looking depressed for the past couple of days now," she says, all while sneakily unbuttoning the first button of her blue shirt while he isn't looking. She's been wanting to fuck him for some time now and is here to seduce him.
"I'm worried about how to get all the money that I would need for college," he confides in her as he pours her a glass of water, not noticing that she has already unbuttoned two more of her buttons already. She is stepping closer towards him now and he blushes a little from the proximity. "How can I do this Dr Riley? I know that I can take out a loan but then I would go into debt and there'd be a risk of me not being able to pay it back soon enough. I don't want to cause more financial burden for my mother. What do you think I should do?" Charles turns around and is shocked as she completely unbuttons her shirt and tosses it aside, revealing her bare boobs and muscular stomach. "What are you doing?"
The boy stumbles back, sputtering as she takes another step. Her hands go up to fondle her huge breasts. The sight of her six pack abs arouses Charles and she smirks at him, noticing the bulge now forming in his pants. "Baby, we can talk about your financial concerns later but I came here today for one reason. To get you to fuck me and shoot your cum in my pussy," she tells him, biting her lower lip seductively. Then she slides both of her hands down to caress her strong legs. She strokes her muscular thighs as he watches, gobsmacked by both her words and actions. He never thought she'd be topless in front of him and telling him to fuck her.
"Wait a second," he says, not sure what to do about this.
"In fact, I'll even pay you to fuck me. I'll give you money in exchange for sex. What do you think about that?" she asks, now rolling her nipples around, tweezing them with her fingers. His dick is now throbbing harder, pulsating with desire, stiffer than it has every been before. She unzips him and caresses his manhood through the boxers, feeling the material grow damp with Charles' pre-cum. "Forget about calling me Nat. If you accept the deal, then call me mommy," Natasha tells him and rips his boxers down, allowing his cock to spring up. Then she wraps her fist around it and starts stroking, and at this point he decides to give her what she wants.
"Mommy, use me like the whore I am," he says, unleashing that hidden part of him, the slutty part he's been hiding deep inside himself. She smirks at the boy, very glad that he's given in so easily. The surgeon's large boobs seem to defy gravity and she clenches her muscles, flexing her biceps. His cock jumps up and becomes diamond hard, firmer than he thought possible. It's so obvious how much her powerful muscles turn him on and she decides she'll use it as often as she could. She wants her slut to be hard for her as often as she could get him and she has the perfect assets at her disposal to do that. He will be permanently hard for her.
"Good boy. I won't fuck you today but I'll make you put on a show first. I want to watch you jerk off today. I'll fuck you tomorrow," she says, her hand stroking his dick a few more times before she stops. "Go on then. Wrap your hand around it and beat your meat in front of me. I want to watch you jack off to my breasts." The shy boy grabs his own pulsating dick and begins tugging the shaft, jacking it to her as she watches. Having her watch him and smirk as he masturbates is really making him more turned on than he would have been otherwise and his dick throbs in his fist.
"Look at my slutty cock throbbing for you, mommy," he moans, quickly adapting to his new role. "Tell me what a whore I am, jacking off in front of my mom's friend like this." He's always had a whorish streak inside me that he tried to hide from the predatory girls at school, afraid of being raped and beaten up like one of his friends. Right now though, he needs to be a whore. He has to be a slut for Natasha, or else he might not be able to go to college without getting into debt. So he dirty talks her, hoping to keep her happy with his performance. "My balls have been making cum for your ever since last week when I saw you in that dress."
"My good slut, keep talking. The more you debase yourself for me, the more I'll pay you," she says. Charles immediately reaches down with his other hand to rub his balls and screws his eyes shut, his mouth wide open and his tongue hanging out. He looks like a whore in a porno film, putting on a lewd show for his mommy. Then his eyes snap open as he remembers that she wants him to look at her while he jerks off. And he wants to look too. He stares at her round tits as she presses the large mounds of mammary flesh together and bends down slightly to like her nipples and suck them one at a time.
"I love being your whore so much, mommy. I love jerking in front of you. Your boobs make me so hard," he tells her and gasps as she rips her skirt down and takes her moist panties off. Then she throws her soaked panties at his face. Her lace panties smell a lot since her pussy has a very strong scent. It falls down and he quickly grabs it before it reaches the floor, bringing it back up to his face so he can take another whiff of it. Then he looks at her pussy and nearly cums from the sight. Her hairy snatch is bewitching, entrancing the boy. She plays with the thick forest above her vagina, grinning at him very arrogantly.
"Jerk off with my panties," she orders him, rubbing her clit as she watches him obey her. Charles wraps his mistress' used panties around his dick and uses it to pump his manhood, stroking the rod as she keeps on watching. "That's it, baby. Give Mommy a good show and cum in my panties like the slut you are. I want you to keep jacking your slutty cock until you spray your slutty cum in my panties. Ruin them for me." She inserts a few fingers inside her cunt and then withdraws them, popping them into her mouth, tasting herself. This proves too much for the boy to handle and he screams loudly as he starts cumming.
Charles ejaculates violently into Natasha's panties, crying out 'Mommy!" as his dick spurts ropes after ropes of semen into her underwear. She watches in satisfaction as he keeps on soaking her panties in his cum until the piece of underwear is totally drenched. Then the woman takes it back from him after his dick stops throbbing. Keeping her eyes fixed on his, she puts the soiled panties back on, rubbing his cum onto her pussy lips. Then she also puts her skirt back on and gives him a kiss on the cheek on her way to the door, swinging her thick, juicy ass during the walk to the front door of his house.
She turns back around to face him before leaving. "I'll bring over the money for you tomorrow before fucking you," the sexy doctor promises Charles with a wink and then leaves his house. He stands there, still shocked, before rushing back to find his discarded pants and boxers. The boy quickly puts them back on, knowing that his mom could come back home soon. His heart is still beating wildly even after Natasha's already left. He couldn't believe he actually called his mom's friend 'Mommy' and jacked off in front of her like that. The thought of that brings his blush back. It actually didn't leave.
When his mom arrives back home, she is confused about the way he is acting, and asks him if there is something wrong. "Nothing, mom," the shy teen mutters quietly. He knows his mom is going to be horrified if she finds out he whored himself out to her best friend for college money. It would upset her a lot. But the alternative is to take out loans and he doesn't want any debt. "I am just thinking about an assignment I got in class. That's all." She nods slowly, and he wonders if she believes him or not. She might not but he hopes she does. He doesn't want to deal with any questions about his behaviour. Not right now, when he is struggling to accept a change.
He is no longer an innocent boy. No, he is a prostitute now, a boy giving sexual services to an older woman for money so he can go to college. He's thought of various ways to get the money that he needs but never thought of something like this before. He's agreed to fuck Natasha in exchange for money and now here he is, with his mom, who is friends with Natasha, back at home with him. He has to be very careful to make sure that she never finds out about this.
...
Charles is feeling very anxious. His mom is out at a friend's house right now and Natasha would be coming over soon. The young whore's dick is rock hard as he sits there, wondering how good it is going to feel when she fucks him. She sent him a picture of her furry cunt before bed last night and he felt his cock throb all night long, despite him rubbing one out before getting under the covers. He never thought he would end up as a prostitute to pay for college, but here he is, waiting at home for his first and only client to arrive with the agreed amount of money.
She arrives at 9:31. Natasha is wearing a pair of booty shorts and crop top today. His cock goes diamond hard as his eyes are drawn to her muscular thighs and she clears her throat. Looking up, he blushes as Natasha gives him a little smirk. She sets the duffel bag down on a table in the living room. "Here's the money for your college education," she said. "Now take your clothes off, slut. I paid for your body and now you're going to be my whore." He didn't think he could get any harder but he was clearly wrong as his prick now stiffens further. Somehow, her calling him a slut turns him on even more.
The high school boy runs his hands all over his own body and gives her a slow striptease, removing his shirt first. Tossing it aside, he then slides his pants down, followed by his boxers. His dick juts out, pointing at her. She looks at it then removes her own clothing, so that both of them are completely naked and ready for sex. "I'm yours, mommy. I belong to you," he tells her as she approaches him and wraps her arms around his body in an embrace, holding him close. She grinds her strong thigh up against his penis and he throbs, leaking clear pre cum out all over her muscular leg as she holds him. "Use me the way you want, mommy. Please use me."
"I want you to go down on me first, baby boy. Eat mommy's pussy. I want to squirt all over your face and mark you with my cunt scent," the beautiful surgeon says. Then she spreads her very powerful thighs and grabs Charles' shoulders, pressing him down onto his knees. She grabs the back of his head and yanks his hair. The fit older woman mashes Charles' face into her crotch and he opens his mouth to lick her cunt. "That's it, you little pussylicker. Get your tongue out and lap up my cunt. You're my bitch now and you're going to give me head till I cum," she tells him, stroking his hair. He licks her pussy with his tongue and Natasha moans in pleasure.
The boy eats her out eagerly. He has never been down on anyone before and is delightfully surprised by how good Natasha's pussy tastes. Charles loves the taste of her cunt and laps up all her juices, drinking the woman's nectar. It is the most delicious substance that he has ever tasted. The boy then moves his lips up to suck her clitoris and Natasha moans. Charles now feels pleased with himself for being able to give his client this level of pleasure, despite having never even held a girl's hand before she offered him the deal he took. He was born to be a whore. He just didn't know it until now. "That's it, you slutty boy. I want you to suck my clit harder."
He keeps on sucking Natasha's clitoris until she orgasms, climaxing real hard. Charles could feel her strong legs now contracting around his head as her slit releases floods of juices out all over his features. She sprays her nectar out as she squirts, drenching his face. Charles opens his mouth, allowing her to squirt into his mouth as her orgasm continues for the next several seconds, until she is finally done. "I hope you enjoyed that, mommy," he says cutely. I really loved tasting your pussy juices," Charles adds and bites his lower lip coquettishly, all while batting his eyelashes.
"I did enjoy it, my little boy. Kiss my asshole too," she tells him and turns around so her huge ass is in his face. He spreads her very thick, muscular asscheeks and then kisses her asshole. "Good. Now it is my turn to taste you," she says and lifts him up to his feet. She then gets on her knees in front of him. Using one of her hands to cup his balls, she jerks his prick with the other. She's given many handjobs before and knows what she is doing. He moans as she pumps his dick and squeezes, clenching her fist around Charles' cock. Charles veiny tool throbs under her touch and Natasha licks the underside of it, attacking his frenulum. Her movements carry great precision to them, the mark of a well practiced lover. "Do you like what mommy is doing to your cock?"
"Yes, mommy," he moans and she takes him in her mouth, sliding his entire cock into her oral orifice. Her mouth is now engulfing his whole dick and he is moaning, calling her mommy again as she sleeps noisily. She smirks around his cock as she bobs her head back and forth, blowing him expertly. Natasha is very skilled and it shows it the way she is fellating him right now, sucking him off and using her tongue to attack the most sensitive part of his penis. Her hand also works on his balls, rubbing them in tandem with the movement of her lips. "I'm cumming, mommy!"
He begins unloading in her mouth and she swallows the first couple of ropes before taking his dick out of her mouth and tugging it. "Cum all over mommy's beautiful face, slutty boy," she tells him as he fires his thick cream onto her face immediately. His hard dick throbs as he cums hard, releasing strands after strands of cum into Natasha's face. He is nearly blacking out from the orgasm and she keeps on jerking him, making him continue to blast her cheeks and forehead with more of his load. The boy soon covers her face in his cum. He is still unable to stop gooning, cumming more onto the older woman's face.
"Well done, sweetie," she tells him, her face glazed, covered in his cum. She then gets up and leads him to his own bedroom, where she pushes him down on the bed. Then she mounts him, with her hand grabbing his dick and guiding it inside the tunnel between her legs. Her warm canal envelopes him and he feels like his manhood is lit on fire with how hot it is inside her core. She smiles and tells the boy "Congratulations. You are no longer a virgin." He blushes as the woman who just deflowered him now starts riding his cock. The friction is otherworldly and Charles can only grip the bedsheets and hang on for dear life.
He moans as she bounces up and down on his pole, her hands easily pinning him down by his wrists as he thrashes about on the bed beneath her stronger body. Her thick ass slaps against his balls and he feels like he's in heaven right now. "Fuck me harder mommy," the boy begs her. She smirks down at him and bears down on him violently, using her muscular cunt to pump him and squeeze his prick. He moans and then feebly thrusts up, only for her to slam him down onto the bed with her moves. Her huge breasts bounce as she fucks him and the nerd stares at them, completely mesmerized by the perky tits. "Mommy's pussy is so fucking tight. It feels so good!"
"Cum in mommy's pussy, little boy," Natasha orders her younger lover. He screams before firing ropes after ropes of cum into her, filling up her cunt with his seed. Charles sprays semen inside her like a firehose, buckling for a whole until he has finally stopped cumming in her pussy. "Well done. Now you'll be the one doing the work," she says as she gets up from on top of him and lies down on her back, lifting her knees up and showing him her cunt, with his cum leaking out of it. "Fuck mommy really hard, baby." He gets between her legs with a nod and strokes his penis until it is hard again before sliding it in her.
The boy then starts to fuck his older partner, slamming his dick in and out of her. He pounds her snatch as she smiles up at him. "That's it, baby boy. Fuck me. Fuck mommy's cunt and cum in mommy again," she eggs him on with her words, encouraging the boy to fuck her harder, stroking his cock in and out of her. He pumps his dick into her and thrusts as hard as he could. It is starting to hurt now since he already cummed twice but he still feels good and wants to give her what she asks for too. Not just because she is his client but because he is turned on by being her submissive whore as well.
Soon he screams and fires his load into her cunt for the second time. Natasha makes him withdraw from her and flips her body over, getting on all fours this time. "Fuck me from behind, baby. Stick your cock in my ass. Fuck mommy's ass now." He obeys her and inserts his slutty cock in her heart shaped ass. By now it's really painful for him but his cock still remains so hard. The insides of her ass bruises him and he moans in both pain and pleasure as he rams in and out of her. He feels the fleshy insides of her ass grip him and thrusts into the wet folds for ten minutes before she tells him "Cum in mommy's ass, you slut."
Hearing those words make him cum for the fourth time and he empties his balls into her large ass, filling up her bowels with his hot semen. The boy then passes out on the bed and she flips back over to caress his hair, stroking his cheeks affectionately. His cum is leaking out of both her pussy and ass just the way she has fantasised about several times before. "You look so cute passed out like this," she remarks while looking at the unconscious boy. Then she decides to wake him up by squatting over his head and pissing on his face. She sprays her piss onto his sleeping face, making him stir. His eyes open and go wide when he sees the stream of her urine splashing onto his forehead. She blasts his cheeks with her pee too until her bladders are empty. By now he is soaked in her warm urine.
"Sorry I had to wake you up this way. I tried shaking you but you wouldn't wake up," she lies to him. She didn't bother trying to shake him awake at all. There's no point when she can just wake him up by giving him a golden shower the way she did. "Now put your clothes back on before your mom gets home. I'm leaving now." Then she starts to get dressed herself. "Oh, and by the way, now that you have enough money for college you are going to let me fuck you for free. You are still going to let me do it, because I pussywhipped you already." He knows that it's true. He only fucked her for money the first time but from now he'll fuck her for free, because he is hers now.
He thinks about going to take a shower right away but wants his dick to smell like her cunt and ass so he just puts his clothes back on, washing only his face. No reason to risk his mom smelling piss on his face. No, that would lead to a very uncomfortable atmosphere he doesn't want to deal with right now.
...
The day after he got deflowered, Charles is looking at the large amount of money. He has stashed it in his room while trying to figure out a way to explain the cash to his mom. It would be very difficult to come up with a lie convincing enough to fool her. She is a very smart woman and he knows the chance of him being able to deceive her successfully is very slim. If he lies and she finds out later, she'll probably get even madder than she would have, had he told her the truth in the first place. So right now, Charles is leaning towards telling her the true story of how he got the money.
But even the prospect of telling the truth is making him nervous, and he's never felt nervous about telling the truth before. Up until the past couple of days, he never thought that he would end up as a prostitute. He's a whore now and his mom might use that word, and it would break him to hear the disappointment in her voice. He doesn't regret what he did at all but he knows it would be difficult to get her to understand. No mother would want to hear that her son whored himself out to a woman her age for college money. Yet it is the only thing he can do, since lying to her wouldn't work.
When his mother arrives home from work, he quickly makes her a cup of coffee. It always sets her in a good mood and he wants to placate her in advance of the bomb he is about to drop. The better mood she is in right now, the more likely it is that he'll avoid a massive chewing out. She'll definitely still be a bit upset, but maybe not as much now that he's being very nice to her. "Mom, I wanted to talk to you about something," he tells her, offering her the cup and sitting down on the chair opposite her. He's got a nervous, guilty air about himself right now and she picks it up without much trouble, easily working out that something is bothering her son.
"Talk to me, kid," she says, sipping the coffee. She smiles lightly. Charles knows the type of coffee that she likes and made it perfectly, just like he always does. Then she frowns, thinking of how her only son has probably done something bad and now wants her forgiveness or for her to bail him out of trouble. He has never been the type to get into trouble but that is the only explanation for his behaviour that she could think of right now. "Did you do something wrong? You did, didn't you? That's why you are looking so tense and nervous. Just tell me what it is now and I will see what I can do about it."
"I didn't do anything wrong," he tells his skeptical mom, who frowns at his words as he tries to find his words. "All I did was get money for college." Then he places the large bag on the table and unzips it. "That's right," Charles says. It is clear from the look of surprise on her face that his mom is very surprised. "I got enough money to go to college now, without having to take out any loans at all. You don't have to worry about it anymore mom." His mom stares at the money in the bag in shock and he zips it up and gets ready to place it back in his room. "That's all that I wanted to tell you today."
"But how did you get that much money if you didn't do anything wrong?" his mom asks him before he could leave. "I mean, none of your part time jobs pay anywhere near that much." Then she gasps and points a trembling finger at him. "Don't tell me you smuggled drugs or killed someone!" She knows that this is wild speculation on her part as he is a perfect kid who never committed any crimes. But those are the only two that she could thing of as possible sources for getting so much money on a short notice. "Tell me how you go the money now, Charles! Just tell me where the hell you got it is from already."
"I got it from prostitution, okay? I slept with Natasha for money. She paid me to have sex with her," he tells his mom who's now covering her mouth with her hand, eyes wide in shock. It stuns her to hear this, more than the nurse ever thought anything could. "I'm so sorry I had to tell you this way but I knew that if I didn't get it out now, then I'll never be able to find the courage to tell you. I had to tell you now, mom, cause I don't want to lie to you. I really don't want to. And I like Natasha. I will keep on dating her even though we no longer need the money."
His mom waits for just a few moments before saying "Okay." Charles looks at her in disbelief. He had feared that she would lash out and start yelling at him for being a whore, but here she is, okay with the decision he made. She could see that he is surprised by her reaction to the piece of news and only gives him a little smile before telling her son "Yes I am bothered by the age gap between you and her, but if you like her then I'm happy for you. You are happy in what you have with Natasha, right?" Charles eagerly nods and she pats him on his head. "I'm so glad to see that you have grown up and are now ready to have an actual romantic relationship."
"Thanks, mom," he says to her as she walks over around the table and hugs him. "I'm very glad that you approve of us being together. She's taking me out for some dinner today." His mom nods and goes back to drinking her coffee. He watches her for a while and goes to the bathroom to comb his hair. Then he tidies up his room and reads to kill the time as he waits for Natasha to arrive. She said she'll pick him up for their first date at 17:00 so that's only about half an hour from now. He is already ready for it and so excited about going out with her too.
She arrives at the house right on time in her Porsche. Charles smiles shyly as he steps out of the house and to her car with his trembling legs. Natasha is in her perfect blouse, her hair done up in a high ponytail. "Hi, baby boy," the hot doctor greets him. Charles buckles in the seatbelt and she starts to drive the two of them to the shopping mall. He is feeling his heart beating wildly in his chest. Charles has no idea why he is so nervous about it. He fucked her ass and cummed inside before so why does just going out for dinner make him feel so jittery all over? It's really hard for him to understand.
"Mommy, I'm not a prostitute anymore right?" he says. She gazes at him out of the corner of her eye. "I know that it was only yesterday but I'm not taking money for sex anymore. You paid me for sex but you don't have to anymore, mommy. I'll happily fuck you for free now. I'm going out with you now because I want to. I don't need anymore money but I'll go out with you because I like you a lot, mommy." This time Natasha is the one to feel her heart beating wildly. "I don't know when it happened. I really don't. I just know I want to date you and also spend a lot of time together whenever we could. Please tell me you don't see me as a prostitute anymore."
"Honey, you're so much more than just a prostitute," she informs him. "You were one yesterday but not today. No. From now on you are my boyfriend because I like you a lot too. I used you as a prostitute because you needed the money. Now that you have the money, you can be my boyfriend." Charles smiles happily. He looks at his girlfriend, delighted that he is now in a real relationship for the first time in his life. Granted, she is much older than him, old enough to be his mother, in fact. But he still likes her a lot and she likes him too. And age is only a number, right? So this is truly perfect.
They enjoy their romantic dinner together. The restaurant isn't a special place but being with each other makes the evening a wonderful one for them. As they eat, Charles try to sneak glances at her and blushes whenever she catches him. She is so perfect and he is so attracted to her, he couldn't think of anything or anyone else. Why did he never realise his feelings for this wonderful woman before she used him as a hooker? He was such an idiot not to see her this way before, but here they are now, and it's looking very good so far. For once, he feels pretty good about his chances of having a life partner.
Natasha, meanwhile, is feeling pleased with herself. She had hired him as her personal prostitute with the hopes of leading the arrangement into being a real relationship. The woman expected it to take some time and is therefore so happy that it's working very fast and he is already smitten with her. All she had to do was fuck him once and now he is here, following her around like a puppy the way she wants. Her plan worked to perfection and now she is reaping the rewards of it. He is going to be hers for the rest of his life. He just doesn't know it yet.
At the end of the date, she drives him back home. On the way, she talks to him about where she wants to take him next and he listens, enchanted by her perfect voice. Everything about her is perfect to him. He is falling for her so fast and it scares Charles. But the boy has more courage than he gives himself credit for and is ready to face his fear. In the past he was afraid of messing up a relationship and that played a part in why he never get into one before this. But he is done letting fear control him now and is ready to move full speed ahead with their relationship.
He gets into his house at the end of the night. His mom is waiting for him as he enters and she smiles at him lightly. "I wanted to talk to you before going to bed," she says. "So how was your first date?" Charles turns slightly red from the way his mom reminds him of how he just had the first date of his life. He is still not used to the fact that he is in a relationship now. It's a lot to get used to in just a few short days. First he was a prostitute and now he is dating one of his mom's friends, who used him as a prostitute. A hell of a roller coaster for him yet he's happier than he's ever been.
"It went spectacularly well," he tells his mom. "I think I might be falling for her now." Then he goes to brush his teeth and take a shower. As he lies in bed, he thinks about how lucky he is. He likes being with Natasha so much and won't change a thing. She is the one he's been waiting for and he knows it as well as she does.
...
It's been a month since Charles started dating Natasha. The beautiful surgeon has been the perfect girlfriend and he is very happy in their relationship. He has done his best to be a good boyfriend and she has assured him that he is the best boyfriend she's ever had. Hearing Natasha say that was the highlight of the week for him. Right now he is lying on her bed, fast asleep. The boy is bare naked after his older girlfriend fucked the shit out of him and she loves that. She loves the control she has and it is not going to change. Natasha'll always be in charge in their relationship.
Natasha taps him on the cheek gently and he stirs awake. "Honey, I'm sorry I had to wake you up but I wanted to ask you something," she says. Charles is a little confused by this since usually she just tells him what to do and he does it without asking any questions. "Do you remember how I once pissed all over your face?" The boy's cheeks turn red as he nods. "Good. I want to do it again but this time I want your consent, since you didn't consent the last time I did it. Will you let me piss all over your face?" the older woman slowly asks her much younger boyfriend, waiting for him to say yes or no.
"Of course," he replies. The boy hasn't admitted it out loud before but he really loved the taste of his girlfriend's warm urine. It's just the most delicious thing he has ever tasted in his entire life. "In fact, I would really love it. I'd love it if you pee on me, mommy. Mark me with your scent, so other women'll know that I'm taken. I want everyone to know that I belong to mommy." He was quick to adapt right from the first time they got together and is now very used to this sort of self-degradation. Yes, she has only pissed on him once before this, but Charles' been looking forward to it again ever since, knowing that it would happen.
"Thanks!" Natasha says. "I'm sorry if I seemed a bit too entitled in the past, as I didn't ask you for permission the first time I peed on you. I know I didn't do it again but it was still wrong of me and I would like to apologize. I'm asking you this now because I love you and want you to know that I'm serious about this. What we have is special to me." The boy feels his heart skip a beat at how she told him she loves him and he now embraces her tightly. "Do you love me too? I know it might seem too soon for you and I'm not pressuring you into saying it or anything. You know that, right?"
"I love you too. Mommy, from now on, please never ask me for consent again," he says. "I'm yours, mommy, so you can do whatever you want with me. You can piss directly into my mouth if you want." She smiles widely and quickly positions herself right above his head. In just a few seconds, she has lined it all up perfectly and begins to pee on his face and into his mouth. First Natasha pisses onto his forehead and directs her stream of urine onto the boy's cheeks. Then she blasts the inside of his mouth with her warm pee. Her piss hits the back of his throat. The boy gulps down all of her hot piss enthusiastically. She keeps on pissing in his mouth until she is done.
Then she squats down lower and her cute boyfriend quickly flicks his tongue out to wipe up her pussy for her, letting her use it as toilet paper even without her having to ask. He really does know his place, she thinks to herself, feeling impressed with how well she managed to pussywhip him, very proud of herself right now. Yup, she definitely did it very well, no question about that. He is now totally addicted to Natasha and is willing to do whatever she asks of him. He even enjoys the taste of her piss now, for crying out loud. She will never lose him after today. That much she is very sure of.
After he takes a shower, she drives him back to his place. The woman has been making him spend longer time at her place each and every day. It has gotten to the point where she is considering asking him to move in with her, but she is afraid of spooking him, since they are only one month into their relationship. Yes, they already said 'I love you' to each other, but that was only today and it is still extremely quick. If they move too quick that could mess everything up and she doesn't want that. Natasha therefore doesn't invite him to move in with her yet at this point.
When Charles is back inside his house, he finds his mom watching TV inside the living room by herself. His dad had left them several years ago so the two of them live here alone. "Hey, sweetie," she says. "How was your day today?" It has been three hours since he was last in this house and she is wondering how he spent the time between then and now. Charles decides that he will not to tell his mother what actually happened and comes up with a lie instead, so that there wouldn't be any awkwardness. He quickly tells her that it was just a usual date and nothing more than that.
"We went to watch a movie together and had some snacks at the bakery," he lies to her. His voice doesn't tremble as much as it would have back before he got into his relationship with Natasha. She helped him understand that he can lie when he have to, because if he tells his mom what he's really been doing at the surgeon's place, things would just be really awkward. Yes, Charles' mom is aware that he and Natasha are now in a relationship, but she doesn't need to be reminded of that fact. She also doesn't have to know what the two of them do when they are alone either.
"Okay, honey. Just go to your room, put all your stuff away and then come help me in the kitchen, alright?" she asks him. He nods and does what she tells him to do without question. He is a very dutiful, obedient son, after all. It dawns on him that his face might still smell of Natasha's piss since he took the shower very quickly. He spends a little more time cleaning up in the bathroom before heading back into the kitchen where his mom is now waiting for him. Then he starts to help her prepare for their next meal. She has taught him to start cooking some time ago and he is very adept at it nowadays.
He helps her well and soon the two of them are finished with cooking. Then she wraps up the plate and places it in the fridge so that they can heat it and eat later. After that he goes to take his afternoon shower. It refreshes him up a lot since the one he took at Natasha's house was a quick one and he didn't get to properly clean up after the rough fuck session. Then he reads in his room for a while before going back to the kitchen. Half an hour after helping his mom cook the meal, the boy uses the microwave to heat it up and set it on the table in the living room where he and his mother start eating their dinner together.
"Okay kiddo, I really think that we need to talk about something," his mom says to him all of a sudden. He looks at her as she seems to be thinking of what to say. "What do you see in your future with Natasha?" Charles frowns at his mom's question. He hasn't paid much thought to this before, having always chosen to just focus on the right now instead of worrying about the future. It has never occurred to him to think of where they would be in the next five or ten or fifteen years. Sure, he'd love to still be with her, but why worry about it today when he can just enjoy being with her instead?
"Well, I want to be with her for a very long time, like the rest of our lives," he says. "I mean, I know she'd die first as she is much older than me but I will be there for her by her death bed. And after she is gone, I will live alone for the rest of my life, I guess. It might be hard for me to handle that. In fact, I know it would be hard. But being with her now is worth it. I'm willing to be alone after she is gone. I love her, mom.' I really do love her a lot." He pauses then asks his mother "You're not thinking of making me break up with her or anything, are you?"
"No! Heavens, no," his mom tells him and he exhales in relief. "I was really wondering though, about babies. She is already in her 40s. I don't think she'd be wanting babies at this point in her life. Even if she does end up wanting to have a child with you, there's a good chance she won't be able to conceive, due to her age." His mom looks at him with all seriousness. "I know that you are a teen right now and are probably not thinking about children right now but one day you might want to have a baby. You might want to be a father. What are you going to do if that day comes? You should think about this now when you've still got time, honey."
"Mom, I know that I will never want to be a dad," he says. "I love kids but I do not want to be responsible for raising one. I know I will never be able to give out punishments. I can't discipline any kid." He looks at her earnestly and tells her "So you don't have to worry about it at all. The only thing I will ever want is to be with Natasha and I think that she wants the same thing too. If she wants to have a baby and is capable of having one then I'd be fine with that. But like you said, given her age, I highly doubt it." He can't believe he just decided that much on short notice.
"That's good to hear," his mom says to him with a sigh of relief before she gets up and heads back to her room for some rest. He washes the dishes and leaves them out to dry, pouring a glass of milk. Drinking it, Charles sits on the couch to watch some news on the television. After half an hour, he goes to his bedroom where he locks the door and starts reading on a chair. He gazes out the window occasionally as he thinks about what his mom said during their dinner together. The boy is aware that he might have been reckless in deciding that he never wants to be a father.
Oh well. If she does want to have a kid then he would oblige. Charles would do anything for Natasha. He could be a dad after graduating and getting a job. Nothing to worry about right now. It's all going to be perfectly okay. He knows this. It's just his nerves. That's all. So he goes to sleep that night feeling very content, knowing that everything will work out just fine and that he has no reason to fear.
Five years later the two of them end up getting married the way Natasha planned.