Chapter 08 - Mother Gets Snuffed
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"Mother, do you remember Fran and Morty Feinstein? They lived next door to us
when we were at Terrace Place," said Mike to his mother once he pushed her
wheelchair into Fran's condo. Mike's mother looked at Fran and Morty without a
hint of recognition. Mike's Mom had a yellow summer dress on and the ladies at
the home had fixed her hair.
In spite of the summer heat, there was a small blanket sitting across her
lap. Although Inez Perkins was only five years older than Fran, the physical
difference in the two women was startling. Fran was the picture of good health,
tall, tanned and muscled where Inez was pale with an unhealthy yellow cast to
her skin. The overall impression was of a frail older woman who had serious
health issues.
"Sorry, she's slowly getting worse. When I picked her up, she knew me, but by
the time we got here, she was lost again," said Mike to Fran and Morty.
"Are you sure you want us to leave her under the circumstances?" asked Denise.
"Yes, of course, just leave her with us. We'll take good care of her. Maybe
after a while, she'll remember us and we can reminisce, what time does your
movie start?" asked Fran.
"Not till 2:10," replied Dense. Denise was wearing a short khaki summer skirt
and green tank top with sandals. Her hair was tied up in a green ribbon. It was
an all American girl look. Fran looked like she had just come from the gym. She
wore a pair of black spandex shorts and a light gray top that exposed her mid
riff. The top of her shorts was two inches below the diamond stud through her
navel. On her feet was a pair of cross trainers with no socks. Her shoulders
looked ripped. There was a kidney belt lying on the couch.
"Well, you got a few minutes, have a seat," said Fran.
"Inez, sweetheart, remember me, I was your neighbor, Fran Feinstein and this
is my husband Morty, " said Fran. But Inez just looked blankly ahead.
"Your Mother has aged, my Aunt Eleanor suffered from what they called the
'early onset' form of Alzheimer's and overnight she went from attractive middle
age to a shrunk up little old lady. I told Morty to shoot me in the back of my
head if I'm ever diagnosed with Alzheimer's," said Fran who reached over to
place her large well-tanned hand on Inez's much smaller hand and give it a
comforting squeeze. Inez glanced at Fran but without recognition.
"You found a gym?" asked Denise pointing toward the kidney belt.
"Gold's Gym over on Parker. One of the girls who work with me recommended the
place. They got two personal trainers, Ricardo and Armando. I haven't tried
Armando yet but Ricardo and I worked together this morning, mainly on shoulders
and upper back. Then we went into the office and I worked on his Latin meat
rocket until he filled me with white salsa," laughed Fran.
"I need to get more exercise, perhaps I should try a personal trainer, I
could use a good athletic fuck after a hard day on the ward," said Denise.
"Denise told me about yesterday, sounds like you two had a wild time," said
Mike changing the subject. He was feeling a little uncomfortable with the idea
of Denise getting too independent.
"Oh did we, Denise and I took on twenty five of the meanest bikers in American
and fucked their brains out in 53 minutes. Our competition was still screwing
number eighteen when we finished. It was a new record," said Fran.
"I saw her tattoo, quite a souvenir," said Mike.
"She deserved it. They'd never seen anyone who could fluff like her. She made
it easy for me. After we won, they had us dildo fuck the losers right up on
stage. One of the Pagans is going to send me a copy of video he made of the
contest. She should have seen Denise ramming this spiked cock into the twat of
little Cindy. My God was she squalling when that Pussy Destroyer reached bottom.
It was two feet of sharp rubber spikes angled in both directions. You ripped
bloody groves in their cunts going and coming. If I knew what they were going to
let the winner use for a dildo, I'm not sure I would have shown up yesterday.
Last year, the winners got to spank the losers with a leather paddle until their
ass bled and then make them eat their shit but this year they changed the rules
and didn't tell anyone."
"That dildo would have ripped me to shreds, I was surprised to see Virginia
walking around later," said Denise.
"Pagan women are tough as they come, if we'd lost, no pussy for you two for a
month while we healed up, " said Fran.
"I was exhausted last night but Mike made me stay up and tell him all about
it," said Denise.
"I've got video cassettes of the gang bang contest, Denise pulling a long
train of Pagans on top of a picnic table and her with some canine friends, you
can watch them when you get a chance," said Fran to Mike.
"I watched you and those two dogs, I want a quick fuck before you leave?"
asked Morty.
"My God, Morty just spoke in a complete sentence. What's going to happen
next?" You're a good influence on him, Denise, Morty, have you taken your
medicine? Mike and Denise don't have all day, they have a movie to go see," said
Fran
"I've taken it, all ready to go," said Morty as he unzipped his pants and
pulled out an erect cock.
"Denise, take care of Morty before you go," said Fran.
Denise stood up and unbuttoned her skirt and threw it on a chair. She slipped
out of her tank top then unhooked her bra and slipped her panties down her hips.
She stepped over to Morty's chair, knelt down on the floor and took his cock in
her mouth and began sucking it.
"Look at that, a woman spends one day with the Pagans and she's trained.
Someone waves a hard cock at her and she's ready, without question and without a
moment's hesitation," said Fran.
"The change is amazing," said Mike not totally sure if he liked what was going
on.
"I want a quickie too, come her and taste some of Ricardo's salsa," said Fran
standing up and dropping her shorts to the floor. Fran wasn't wearing any
panties under the spandex. She pulled her tank top up to expose her breasts. She
sat back down in an armchair and draped her legs over the chair arms. She
reached down and spread her cunts lips.
"Dive in," said Fran to Mike who immediately fell to his knees in front of
Fran and took a long slow lick from the bottom of her vagina to the top of her
clitoris.
"Denise is not the only one who's well trained," sad Fran as she leaned her
head back and sighed, "Oh, that's good, just give the little man in the boat his
tongue bath and I'll be happy".
"On the floor, you dog fucking cunt" said Morty to Denise.
Denise realized that in the several weeks they had known the Feinsteins, Morty
had never said her name He referred to her as 'cunt', 'whore' or 'bitch' but
never as 'Denise'. Somehow that struck her as just one more way she had been
degraded. Morty didn't find it necessary to speak her name just use the general
word 'cunt' and she knew he meant her. Morty was expecting to screw her just
like she was some prostitute that had tucked the money away and was now expected
to deliver what had been paid for.
Morty had joined her on the floor and positioned her on all fours then
entered her pussy with a shove that pitched her forward on her forehead. When
Denise looked up she was facing Mrs. Perkins, looking directly at her
uncomprehending face. Denise grunted as Morty slammed into her. Viagra made
Morty's cock as hard as that of a high school boy. She let out another grunt as
she felt Morty stick a finger in her ass. Her butt hole was still sore from
yesterday. Mike was kneeling before Fran lapping her cunt.
Denise looked at her Mother in Law sitting there in a wheel chair. It was a
measure of Fran's control over them that nobody had even protested the fact that
Mike's mother was seated right there watching them have sex with the Feinsteins.
What if Inez had one of her increasingly seldom moments of alertness and saw her
son and his wife having sex with the Feinsteins.
Now Denise understood what happened twenty years ago at Terrace Place. She had
seen the video of Inez and Mike having sex with Fran and Morty just like Denise
and Mike were doing it now. Fran had gained control over Mike and then Inez.
Fran had resumed her control over Mike almost immediately and Mike had helped
Fran establish control over her. Denise had made herself vulnerable by having an
affair with Larry that somehow Mike had leaned about; so her moral barrier was
breached. From Mike's viewpoint, what was the difference between her screwing
Larry Tompkins after work and being down on her knees with Morty Feinsteins
Viagra powered dick pounding away in her.
What effect would these memories have on that shrunken woman smiling at no
one sitting in her wheel chair? Of course, she didn't have any understanding of
what was happening. It was like she was there but not really there.
"That right, Mike, eat Fran's pussy, like a good boy," said Fran holding
Mike's head between her legs.
At that moment, Denise thought she saw a flicker of recognition pass over Mrs.
Perkins face. Inez had turned her head slightly when Fran spoke and looked at
her son noisily lapping away at Fran's pussy. Inez looked their way for a moment
and then turned her head back toward Denise and Morty. Inez looked straight
into Denise's eyes. "She knows, she knows," thought Denise. Dense let out a low
moan as Morty worked a second finger in her butt. Fran had shown an old video of
Morty butt screwing Inez.
"Go deep and make it hurt, baby," gasped out Fran. Mike had raised Fran's legs
over his shoulders and entered her cunt with his cock. Denise watched Inez turn
her head slowly in Mike and Fran's direction and looked for a moment then turned
back toward Denise and Morty. "Yes, she knows, she can see us, she can remember
too, it was this way with her twenty years ago," said Denise.
"Morty, fuck me in the ass," said Denise while looking directly into Inez's
face. Denise saw a flicker of recognition then motion as Inez's hand moved
underneath the lap blanket covering the lower half of her body. "She's got her
hand in her crotch playing with her clit, watching Morty ass fuck me just like
he did her twenty years ago, no doubt while Fran and Mike were fucking in the
same room."
Denise let out a long low sound of pleasure and pain as Morty sunk his cock
into her rectum.
"Oh God that feels good, Morty, pack my shit," said Denise her hands grabbing
the carpet as the initial pain of rear entry turned to pleasure.
"Ass fucking whore, shit mouthed twat, greasy piece of poontang, dog fucking
cunt," mouthed Morty.
"No one but Denise had noticed that Mike's Mom's hand was making a jerking
motion in her crotch as she stared at Morty sliding his cock into Denise's ass.
Denise was getting turned on knowing that Mike's Mom was aware of her
surrounding. She reached between her legs and rubbed her clit with two fingers
as she felt Morty's cock invading her rectum. Denise moaned with pleasure.
"That's right, bitch, moan, beg me to plow your ass," said Morty as he pumped
in an out of Denise.
"Morty, Shove my shit until it comes out my mouth," said Denise her eyes never
leaving Inez who had opened her legs wider and was working her hand up and down
over her own clit.
"Mikey, fuck me, Mikey, fuck Fran," gasped Fran from the armchair where she
was doubled up with Mike leaning into her driving his cock into her cunt. Inez
turned and watched as Mike dumped a load of sperm into Fran's cunt. Fran sensed
Mike's orgasm and let her own overtake her as she writhed on the chair.
Denise felt Morty go as deep as the length of his cock allowed and squirt his
semen into her bowel. Denise applied hard pressure to her own clit and climaxed
then collapsed forward and lay on the floor panting. She felt Morty's cock
soften and slowly retreat from her asshole then pop out. Then Denise felt a
trickle of fluid slowly emerge from her butt.
"Lick it off, pretend it's a shitty dog dick," said Morty as he pushed his
shit stained cock to her lips. Denise raised herself on one arm, held Morty's
cock in one hand as she slowly and carefully licked off the long streaks of shit
on his cock. After she finished, he grabbed her head between his hands and
positioned his face directly above hers.
"Open you dog dick sucking mouth," commanded Morty.
Denise knew what was coming. She was totally amazed with herself. How could
she have sunk to such a state in less than a month? She knew what Morty was
going to do. Several of the bikers had done it to her yesterday when she was on
the picnic table.
"Go ahead, give me all you got," said Denise as she opened her mouth wide.
Morty formed a large gob of spit on his lips then let it slowly fall into
Denise's open mouth. Then he repeated with an even larger gob. Denise savored
the slimy spit in her mouth and swallowed it.
"He saw that once in a German porn film. Ever since then, he thinks spitting
in someone's mouth is a turn on," said Fran watching from the armchair. Mike was
sitting on the floor in front of her. Fran's pussy was gaped open and there was
a thin stream of cum leaking out toward her asshole. Mike's tongue was spooning
his cum out of Fran's vagina.
"You too better get going, we'll take care of your Momma, Mike," said Fran
standing up and pulling her spandex shorts back on.
When Denise had re-dressed and used the bathroom to clean up, she returned to
the living room to find Mike ready to leave. Denise leaned down to say goodbye
to Mrs. Perkins not expecting any response. She was surprised when Mrs. Perkins
pulled her closer and whispered.
"He spit in my mouth too after he fucked my ass. He's a fucking creep."
No one else noticed that Mrs. Perkins had whispered to her.
"Your Mother became aware of what we were doing," said Denise as they were
driving to the theatre.
"Your kidding, you mean she saw us screwing Fran and Morty," asked Mike?
"Yes, she even reached under her blanket and masturbated while we were
servicing the Feinsteins," said Denise.
"I'm surprised you didn't say something," said Mike.
"Why should I? It wasn't anything she hadn't seen or done herself twenty years
ago."
"So Mom saw me fucking Fran."
"And Morty fucking me in the ass then spitting in my mouth. It was exactly
what he did to her twenty years ago. She and I share the same sense of
degradation and shame that comes with being under the control of Fran
Feinstein."
"You don't seem to mind it. You cum easily enough when Morty's sixty eight
year old cock is in your ass."
"I came even easier when I was up on a picnic table yesterday with bikers that
hadn't bathed in a month competing to see how many cocks they can get in me.
Fran told me to enjoy myself so I did. I reveled in it. After the first two or
three fucks, it became one continuous orgasm. Fran with your help took me over a
certain line between decency and perversion and I'm not sure whether I can ever
go back to the old Denise."
I like what you are becoming. I plan for us to join a wife-swapping club. I
want to watch you with other men and women," said Mike.
"You should have seen me with the Pagans. At first, I was scared shitless but
then I just let go. Things that would have disgusted me or even turned my
stomach became hot and exciting. Greasy, unwashed hair, body odor like you get
from a street person, dirty food stained teeth, cocks covered in dried cum and
shit, it was exciting beyond anything I have ever experienced laying there
covered in sweat and cum. I started to smell just like they did. That's why I
didn't shower when I got home. I wanted to lay there and inhale my own aroma and
remember what happened."
"I'm glad you had a good time. Fran wants us to go to an S&M party with her
and Morty. She said there would be young girls and boys here you could whip,"
said Mike.
"I'd like that," said Denise.
"Good, it's next month," said Mike.
"Pagans like to spit in a girl's mouth too after they fuck her. It's a show of
how much they disrespect you as a person. And it wasn't only men; some of the
Pagan girls squatted over my face and made me stick my tongue in their cunts and
lick out the remnants of their last fifty fucks. Those girls had been there for
three days letting anybody fuck them who wanted, drinking beer, sweating in the
sun, too drunk to even wipe their ass after they took a shit and your little old
wife was right there licking the dried crud off their cunts."
"And besides it's what Fran wants and Mike wants Denise to do what Fran wants,"
said Denise.
"Let's not go off the deep end. You're making a bigger deal than it is. Lots
of couples do a little wife swapping, it makes for an interesting sex life,"
said Mike.
"When you let Fran Feinstein take your wife to a kennel so she could suck one
dog's cock while another is fucking her, you're way beyond wife swapping. Wife
swapping is going to a nice party at a motel, drawing car keys out of a hat,
then going to a room for a quiet fuck with some middle aged citizen like your
husband. Fran has taken us a thousand miles beyond wife swapping."
"But, like you just said, you're not having any trouble getting off, no matter
how low down the circumstances. You were always ready for that sort of thing.
Your true nature was hidden there right under the surface. It just took Fran to
bring it out. She brought it out of my Mom and me a long time ago. But when she
left us, we went back to our previous ways," said Mike.
"Sometimes, I think you may be right and that scares me. But I don't certain I
can sustain this. I'm not Fran Feinstein who can fuck anybody anyplace and never
consider the consequences. I'm not that strong. In the long run, she'll either
kill me or I'll kill myself.
"More melodrama, just keep spreading your legs when asked and quit thinking so
much. What's this movie about?" asked Mike as they pulled in the theatre parking
lot.
"You joined us, didn't you Inez?" said Fran as she slipped her hand under
Inez's skirt to feel the wet crotch of Inez's panties.
"She alert?' asked Morty.
"Alert as they come. I saw her come out of it when Mike was eating me out. The
old girl watched you butt fucking Denise. She even played with herself," said
Fran.
"You are one of Satan's own, Fran Feinstein. Sent by Lucifer to corrupt the
godly. I wish I had died before today. I thought when you moved away, my son was
saved. Now I find you have returned and regained control over him and his wife,"
said Inez.
"Yes, I'm from Satan and you're an angel with juicy britches," said Fran as
she stuck her fingers inside the leg band of felt the slickness around Inez's
vagina.
"Somehow I knew you'd be back," said Inez
"Back for unfinished business. Morty is in the bathroom taking another dose of
Viagra. Tell me Inez, you want him to fuck your ass, just like in the old days;
you want to feel that cock packing your shit down while you lick Mike's cum out
of my twat. I told Mike if you became alert, we'd reminisce. I just didn't say
how. Let's get you naked, Inez. You know what's coming," said Fran as she pulled
Inez's panties off.
Fran methodically stripped Inez. In a matter of minutes, Inez was sitting in
her wheel chair totally nude. Fran picked up Inez's legs and draped them over
the arms of the wheel chair. She then opened up Inez's cunt lips so her clitoris
and vaginal opening were clearly in view. Fran picked up a camera off a nearby
table and proceeded to take pictures.
"Spread beaver shots, I'll post them on an Internet Web site that specialized
in 'grannies'. Lots of young guys get off looking at you motherly types and
dreaming about putting their cock in grandmother. Of course, you let your son
have a piece. You took him to bed and let him fuck you, just like some trailer
trash slut who didn't care whose cock was in her cunt as long as one was there,"
said Fran as she snapped off several dozen pictures.
"Need a few minutes for it to take effect," said Morty coming back into the
room stroking his soft cock.
"Relax, it's a two hour movie. I'm going to eat her first. I wonder if pussy
is like wine, gets better with age," said Fran as she knelt down between Inez's
legs and took an exploratory lick of Inez's cunt.
"You're still juicy, you haven't dried up yet," said Fran attacking Inez's
clit with her tongue.
"Can I have my rosary? It's in my pocket," asked Inez.
"Sure," replied Fran as she reached into the pocket of Inez's dress and pulled
out a rosary.
Inez began saying the rosary, whispering the words of the Apostle's Creed.
Fran tongue played across Inez's vagina. Morty sat in a chair stroking his cock.
"I bet you cum before we get to the second ten Hail Mary's, you'll climax
right in the part that represents the second decade of Christ's life," said Fran
as she inserted a finger in Inez's cunt and found her G-spot.
"Oh sweet Jesus, save me from Lucifer's servants and protect my son and his
wife from this daughter of Satan," said Inez feeling the intense pleasure of
Fran's finger manipulating her G-spot while Fran's tongue licked her clit.
"Here, taste some of your juice, said Fran who straightened up and French
kissed Inez passing her saliva into Inez's mouth and swirling it around with her
tongue inside Inez's mouth.
"Still got some cunt muscles," said Fran as she felt Inez's vaginal walls
start to react to the pleasure of Fran's finger ticking her spot. Fran went back
to working on the area around Inez's clit.
Fran worked harder as Inez prayed faster. Inez was on the fifth Hail Mary of
the second ten when she climaxed. As Inez gasped out her orgasm finishing the
prayer, Fran joined her in repeating the final words of the Hail Mary.
"Blessed are you among women and blessed is the fruit of your womb. Holy
Mary, mother of God, pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death."
Repeated the two women together as Fran worked her fingers inside Inez's cunt
and Inez climaxed.
"I like that part about the womb. Another inch or two and my fingers would
have been in yours," said Fran.
"Religious crap, I'm ready to fuck her," said Morty seated nearby with a rock
hard cock.
"Let's get you down on the floor, Inez. You ready for Morty to pack your shit
just like the old days. Let's see how flexible you are?" said Fran as she placed
Inez on her back and then bent her legs up and back toward her head exposing her
vagina and asshole to Morty.
"Hershey Highway, Hershey Highway," repeated Morty as he positioned his cock
at Inez's rear entrance.
"Lube her up with this, but fuck her pussy first," said Fran passing Morty a
tube of K-Y jelly.
"Nice and tight, she was always tight," said Morty as he pushed his cock into
Inez's vaginal opening.
"Oh, the pain, it hurts," gasped Inez.
"That's what happens when you live the celibate life, there should be some
young studs working at that place, they'd keep you old whores flexible," said
Fran. Morty pounded away inside Inez's cunt for a while then began to work on
getting his cock up Inez's asshole.
"That hurts too much, don't let him put his cock in my ass," said Inez
struggling to keep Morty's cock out of her butt hole.
"It'll only hurt at the start, a couple of strokes and it'll be like the old
days," said Fran
"Ah, that feels good," said Morty as his cock head broke through Inez's anal
ring and moved inside her a couple of inches.
"Oh God, sweet Jesus, I can't stand it," screamed Inez.
"Stroke it deep, Morty, let's see how much Inez can take," said Fran
Morty slid in as far as it would go then quickly withdrew and then dove
forward. He worked hard while Inez struggled helplessly, her legs in Fran's
powerful grasp. After a while, Inez relaxed as her rectum accepted Morty 's
cock.
"Now, isn't that fun, getting ass fucked just like we were back at Terrace
Place," said Fran
"Fran, smother me, I got a weak heart, put your pussy over my face, I saw what
you did to that young boy at that party you took me too. You smothered him with
your pussy. I don't want to go on living," said Inez
"I'll pussy smother you but you're probably tougher than you think. It's full
of your son's cum, enjoy," said Fran as she moved her pussy over Inez's mouth
and nose. Morty picked up the pace and expended additional energy when he saw
what Fran was doing.
"Snuff her, snuff her while I fuck her ass," hissed Morty.
"If she croaks, she's liable to release her bowels and shit all over your
cock, that's happened to you before you know," said Fran
"Sounds hot, let the dead bitch shit herself," said Morty who was really
getting excited as Inez started to struggle.
Inez made a violent body twist to the left followed immediately by one to the
right. Then she rose up and slowly collapsed down. Morty released a load of cum
in Inez's asshole as he felt her shit flow past his cock and out her asshole.
There was an EMT truck pulling away as Mike and Denise returned from the
movies. Fran was seated in the living room. Morty was seated nearby watching
television and drinking a beer.
"I'm sorry Mike, but it was her heart. The EMT's couldn't revive her. They
said it was a massive MI. She went quickly, no pain."
