The Most Beautiful Thing
Ch 34 — Attitude Adjustment At Home
In the morning, I woke up happy enough, but it didn’t take long before I started thinking, and realized I’d done it again. I’d literally gone for a run because I didn’t feel great about my relationships with my mom, or my girlfriend, and instead of sorting that out, I’d gotten the second best blowjob of my life. I’m pretty sure that’s not really what I’d meant when I’d decided to get away from it all.
And then it got weirder. I’d woke up pretty early, and stumbled downstairs. The house was quiet. Mom either wasn’t awake, or had already left the house. It was about 9, and on a weekend, either option was a little unusual. But Amber wasn’t around either. I looked on the kitchen table for a note or anything, but there was a hot pot of coffee in the maker, so I helped myself and scrounged some breakfast.
I was starting to feel a little over my head. My girlfriend was a tight-bodied, dirty talking, kink-machine. My Mom was my curvy love fantasy, and my aunt was a close second who was also basically swearing an oath of fealty to be my slut. It was really really crazy how much my life had changed, and it was all happening so damn fast!
But I mean, I shouldn’t be complaining right? Isn’t this what I’d wanted? Honestly, wasn’t it more than I’d ever actually dreamed of? I shook my head, trying to snap out of it. I honestly couldn’t ask for anything more. My life honestly could only go down from here, so I might as well enjoy it while it lasted.
I thought about calling up one of my school friends, but we hadn’t hung out that much, and it’d been a few weeks since school ended without me reaching out it would be awkward. Maybe I should get a job? Just something part time? It would be nice to be able to afford the new Eldenring sequel…
The surprise was when I went to fire up my computer to search for some local jobs, and there was a card on my keyboard. I hadn’t noticed it when I got up. I picked it up carefully, and there, in Amber’s girlish handwriting it said:
“"“Dylan. I might have fucked up. Or I might have done the best thing I’ve ever done. I don’t know yet. Please watch the video I put on the desktop. And when you’re done, please call me and let me know which it is. I want you to know that what you’ll see is something I did because I love you.—Amber”"”
Well. That didn’t sound ominous at all. I gulped down the rest of my coffee and , well, found the video and started it up.
I saw my mom. She was kneeling on her bed, and there were straps attached to her ankles, her thighs, and her hands. She had lifted up like for doggy style, on her forearms and shins. I could see that her knees were fairly far apart. . Did I mention that she was wearing next to nothing? Some kind of body-suite made out of some red ribbon that was made to hide exactly nothing. Like, it wrapped around her torso, but only to expose her breasts, not to cover them. And it came down across her ass to wrap around her thighs, but left her sex completely exposed.
The camera moved around, back and forth on her body. Her tits were big enough that they almost touched the bed in this position. Her face was turned away towards the wall the whole time though.
The picture panned back, and then Amber walked into the scene.
“Amber, I don’t really think—” I heard her say, but was cut off by Amber
“Shut up.” It was cool and calm, and didn’t sound angry or anything. It just cut my mom off entirely. Amber stepped into frame wearing a cute schoolgirl skirt and a top that was more akin to a sports bra than a shirt. Looked super good on her though. Everything does.
She put herself onto the bed behind my mom, and picked up … oh. The vibrator. She was kneeling behind my mom, holding a vibrator. Uh… what? Was she … I don’t know, gay? Was Mom gay? Is that why Dad…
Then it switched on, and was touching my mom. There was no sound but the buzzing for a long time. Well, maybe 15 seconds. I swear it felt like forever. And that was when I heard her take one of those long shuddering breaths. Another 30 seconds, and I heard an actual moan.
“Unh… Um Amber?” she asked, struggling to sound normal. “Don’t you think we should have him—”
Smack Amber’s free hand came down hard on her exposed ass.
“If you speak again, I will gag you.”
Mom made a small whimpering sound, and Amber rubbed the now red palm-mark on her ass. She was pushing the vibrator in little tiny circles while it hummed away loudly.
I didn’t even have my pants off, I was just so shocked that I could only watch frozen, while my girlfriend played with my bound mom’s pussy, using her own vibrator. The scene stretched on, and I could see that as Amber was moving the vibrator, Mom was now moving her hips to follow. She’d pull it back a little, and Mom would shift her hips back to re-capture it on whatever special spot it was hitting. Then Amber would push her forward until she was nearly face-down on the bed, exposing more of her sex, and Amber would use the vibrator to slowly coax her back as far back as she could push herself. It would take almost a minute for her to move through that whole cycle, all the way forward, then back in a little broken up arc until her ass rested against her calves.
The whole process would take about a minute. Amber would push her forward so that Mom’s whole sex would point almost upwards, then follow with the vibrator. And then she’d pull it back slightly, and Mom would groan and push back as she tried to find that perfect spot. When she did, she’d let out a little moan of contentment before again Amber should shift it back. They moved together like this until reaching the end, and the cycle would start again. Over, and over. Until it changed.
The next time she’d settled down on her calves, rocking her hips from side to side to get more pressure from the vibrator, I saw Amber reach her hand up and rest it on my mom’s ass. Mom started moving up before realizing that she wasn’t being pushed, and she settled back onto the vibrator, rocking back and forth. But this time when she settled back, Amber put her thumb right on my mom’s asshole.
It was like, well it was like when I touched her. She immediately pushed all the way forward to escape, and her head whipped around. Her face showed shock, and outrage, and she didn’t look at all like a woman who’d been groaning like a slut for the last 10 minutes.
“No!” She almost shouted. “That wasn’t what …” She stopped, interrupted by the repeated loud slap of Amber’s hand on her ass, one two three. Judging by my mom’s face, those spanks weren’t for show, it clearly hurt.
Then the vibrator came back, and it wasn’t long before my mom’s was struggling to keep that pained/outraged expression on her face, and it slowly shifted to an aroused panting. Then the vibrator retreated, and again she followed. The dance continued to the end, and this time, when she sunk onto her calves, Amber again put her thumb right on mom’s anus. She again jumped to get away, but was silent. This process repeated twice more. Then on the fourth time, she didn’t jump away, just made a little pleading noise, but remained pushed back as far as she could.
So this time, Amber kept her hand on my mom’s ass, and that cute little thumb on her asshole. My Mom seemed unhappy, but again the vibrator came back, and slowly they moved together. After a few cycles of this, my Mom was grunting and gasping, while that thumb lay over her ass and the vibrator ran against her clit.
“You’re getting close, aren’t you?” I heard Amber ask.
My mom just nodded as she kept panting. She made a slight disappointed whimper as Amber withdrew her hands, and reached for something off camera. A small bottle of something… some kind of lubricant or oil, it was pouring over my mom’s ass, falling between her cheeks. Then the vibrator came back, and I heard my mom grunt heavily. She didn’t even seem to notice Amber’s other hand, rubbing the oil all down Mom’s crack, Amber’s thumb sliding up and down over her puckered asshole.
After a minute or so of rubbing the oil over and around her anus, mom’s hips were flexing in time to her panting grunts. Amber poured more oil on, and this time she pushed her thumb, if not in Mom’s ass, at least working the boundary pretty close.
“Oh! No! Please don’t, I’m so close…”
The vibrator went silent and was dropped on the bed, and a moment later, Amber stepped off it. In move that looked practiced, she pulled her panties off and stepped towards the head of the bed. Mom was oblivious, still mumbling about how this wasn’t fair. Amber crumpled the panties up, and in one smooth move, inserted them into Mom’s mouth, holding her hand over her mouth like she was stopping Mom from speaking. Her other hand grabbed and pulled the hair at the back of Mom’s neck. Amber was still and appeared almost patient while Mom twisted and turned, making muffled protests. Her furrowed brow spoke volumes, she was not ok with this.
“Are you going to listen?” Amber said, and waited. After a moment Mom slowly nodded her head the smallest amount.
“Now. I told you not to speak. You spoke. Now you have my panties in your mouth. If you spit them out, I’ll have to do something more drastic. Do you underSTAND!?” She tugged on mom’s hair at the end to emphasis her point.
Mom’s head bobbed quickly up and down.
“Good. Now however much you don’t enjoy the taste of my panties in your mouth, I assure you, you will dislike the next thing I have planned for your mouth even more.” She release Mom and hopped off the bed.
“But I think you do need some punishment for speaking again, anyway. What should it be…” She said, sliding her fingers along the side of Mom’s body. “Nipple clamps?” She pinched the nearest nipple, then released it and continued until her hand rested on Mom’s ass. “Nah, more spanking? You have been naughty…” She pinched the skin hard but then released it.
“No, you need something special. Something that really gets at the reason you wouldn’t keep quiet. Luckily I came prepared”
Amber pulled a small polished plank of wood out of a bag. It had two hooks, and she slid them over the footboard. Then she pulled out a modest sized dildo (maybe 5 inches?) and slotted it’s base into some attachment hardware. She then used the oil from earlier and lubed it up heavily, then returned to Mom’s ass, lubing it up as well. This time Mom didn’t complain when Amber inserted the tip of her thumb into her ass, although she did try to pull forward.
“Did you want me to stop touching your ass?” Amber asked, sounding anything but innocent. Mom grunted affirmatively and nodded her head.
“And you want the vibrator back?” Again, the head nod.
“Ok then. It’s time to make a choice” and she placed it back into position. But this time, she slid back right away. Mom was clearly ready for this game and immediately followed it back, moaning in relief that the vibrator was back on. But before she could get comfortable, Amber had pulled it back so far that the dildo was pushing up against her ass. She stopped immediately, and pulled forward.
Amber waited 2 seconds, and patiently followed her forward. Again, Mom started moaning and grunting. Then before she could get too comfortable, Amber again moved the vibrator back. This time Mom didn’t follow immediately. Amber gave her 5 seconds, and then pushed it back into position. But right away, before Mom even really could get into it, she’d retreated. They played this game again and again, and Mom was sounding more and more frustrated every time the vibrator was removed.
Then it happened. Mom stopped, with the dildo resting against her asshole. Amber kept the vibrator in place and Mom was holding her hips at just the right angle for it to hit her clit. Five seconds ed and Mom was groaning in earnest. Then Amber moved the vibrator back, just a tiny bit. Mom whined again, and twisted her hips to get it closer to her clit, but Amber just held it firmly in place. Touching her pussy lips, but too far away for Mom to get her clit on it.
“mmmMMM!” Mom said plaintively. Amber said nothing, and Mom made another whiny sound of desire, still trying to roll her hips enough to get it back on her clit without getting any closer to that dildo.
Then, with her head hanging down, she rocked back j-u-s-t enough that she could get the vibrator back on her clit. She grunted happily. It took maybe 30 seconds before she was clearly getting back into it, moaning through the panties in her mouth.
It was almost imperceptible, but Amber pulled the vibrator back, just far enough that it was no longer directly on her clit. Mom protested and tried to rotate her hips far enough, but it was j-u-s-t out of reach
“Stop whining” Amber’s voice was firm, and Mom immediately shut up, but kept twisting and reaching back with her hips, unable to get the vibrator back to just the right spot.
“You know where it is.” Amber said again, pushing it back in range, but only for a second.
Mom was still for few seconds. Not moving, just breathing.
“Are you stupid? Get it, bitch. It’s right here.” Amber sounded annoyed as hell.
Ever so slowly, Mom pushed herself back, until the dildo was again touching her little brown ring. Amber’s other hand held it firmly positioned it so it wouldn’t pop free. And then, so slowly it was hard to notice, Mom slid back until the tip was inside. It was less than half inch inside, but you could already see her huffing and tensing now that the vibrator was back against her clit. As she got more aroused, her muffled grunts came back, and soon she was rocking against the vibrator, with the obvious consequence that the dildo was also rocking against her asshole.
Amber again moved it back. Reader, if it wasn’t obvious to you, I could clearly see how this was going to go. And it did. Mom was only still for a second or two, until she pushed back against the vibrator, her ass swallowing another 1/2 inch of glistening, well-lubed silicon cock.
Again and again, they played this game, until my Mom’s ass was pressed up hard against the dildo board. When it was all the way in, Amber spoke.
“Good girl. I knew you could do it!” She said brightly. “Now hold still while I fix this in place”. She grabbed some weird cloth-like tape, and quickly wrapped the handle of the vibrator in place around Mom’s thigh, then around the vibrator shaft but holding it up, wrapping around her hips and across her back. That vibrator was firmly fixed against Mom’s clit, and she was fucking loving it. Her muffled groans were so much more intense, and I could see her stomach tense and her back arch and flex. And each time she did, she was working that dildo in and out of her ass by a couple of inches.
“Do you like it?” Amber asked. Mom grunted out an affirmative before returning to incoherent groans. I don’t think she even realized that she didn’t need to have the dildo inside her anymore.
“Are you getting close?” Mom grunted again, her skin dappled with a red flush as she approached her orgasm. Amber moved to the side of the bed and pet my Mom’s head. Over the vibrator and the groaning, I could barely make it out, but I heard her encouraging Mom. “That’s it baby. Doesn’t it feel good. Don’t you just want to come? Come for me babe. Show me how good it feels”. And she reached down to grab Mom’s big nipples.
“MMMMMmmmmm MMmmmmh!” Amber twisted and rubbed those sensitive nipples and then with a shuddered draw of breath Mom couldn’t hold it back any longer. “Ah! Ah! Ah! Ugh yes oh yes please oh god yes yes YES YES!” she cried, and her whole body tensed up. If she hadn’t been tied down, I think she would have flipped off the bed. Amber immediately let go and switched off the vibrator. Mom stared up at her betrayed and incredulous, but slowly she calmed down, and began breathing again.
“Amber?” She asked quietly, a small hint of desperation in her voice. “Why did you stop? I need… it?”
Amber looked down at her, but I couldn’t see her expression. But I could hear her. “Look down. What do you see?” Amber asked.
Mom looked at the panties that had fallen from her mouth. “Yeah but I really couldn’t help it, my nipples are so sensitive and I—”
Amber smacked her on the ass, extremely hard. “I said, what do you see.”
“I know. I did drop them, but you saw, I kept them in right till the end and Amber, You saw I did! Please Amber, I didn’t try—” Amber smacked her again on the ass in the same place. A bright handprint was starting to show. Amber stood, and quickly looped a leather belt loosely around my Mom’s waist.
“I did warn you to keep your mouth shut. I don’t know what you thought would happen. But right now you have two choices. Either you shut up until I am done with you, or I’m going to take this dildo out of your ass and tie it in the place where my panties were supposed to be. You hear me?” Amber said coldly. Mom grunted but said nothing. A second later, Mom nodded her head.
“Ok then. I hope you keep making good choices. Because if you don’t, there is always option number two, and there will be no second chances. Not. One. Word. Got it?” Again, the nod. Amber again placed the wadded up panties into Mom’s mouth, but this time Mom opened her mouth willingly.
Amber reached out, grabbed the belt, and pulled, completely impaling Mom on the dildo. She grunted, and shook her head ‘no’, but didn’t speak. Amber pushed her partially off, then again pulled back sharply, driving the dildo in again. Again, Mom didn’t say anything. Amber reached out and switched the vibrator back on
A few more cycles, and mom’s face stopped looking so pained.
“Look at you. You’re doing much better.” Amber said, as she kept rocking my Mom back and forth on the dildo.
“Look at you taking it so good! Dylan is going to be so proud of you” she said, as she pushed and pulled on the belt, again and again, while my Mom just ively sat there, being rocked back and forth, forcing the dildo to rock back and forth by a inch or two.
“Do you want to be a good girl?” Amber asked brightly, still pulling and pushing. In the background, I could still hear the vibrator buzzing away.
My mom tried to crane her head around, but I could see that she looked distraught. I was feeling bad about the whole thing. I mean, I couldn’t go in and stop Amber, this had already happened, but I was worried that Amber was hurting her, you know. Then I saw it. Mom gave a tiny anxious nod.
“Oh GOOD! I knew you were a good girl. So, little Daisy, what do you think Dylan would want you to do?”
Push. Pull. Push. Pull.
I saw Mom take a deep breath, and opened her mouth to speak, but Amber was watching like a hawk and slapped her on the ass, leaving a hand shaped red mark.
“No, no, NO! We talked about this. No words.” and she fiercely pulled my mom back on the dildo.
Push. Pull. Push. Pull.
“Do you think he would want me to untie you? Do you think he would want you to say that you’d had enough?”
Push. Pull. Push. Pull.
My cock was smashed hard against my pants, but I’d been so engrossed in the scene that I almost hadn’t noticed. Here she was, my Mom tied up and getting fucked in the ass while a vibrator ran wild on her clit. And I had front row seats.
Mom shook her head, no.
“My, I do believe I’m getting tired…” Amber said, with a mock southern twang. One second later, she’d taken the belt off, and just sat there.
“So. Choice time. Should I let you go? Like you said? Is that what you want?” Mom sat completely still.
“Ooooorrrr, are you going to show Dylan what a good girl you can be.”
I heard my mom grunt loudly, then pushed herself all the way back so that the dildo was sunk all the way in. In a flash, Amber was cradling her head and crooning in her ear.
“Look at you being such a good girl.” Amber crooned, stroked Mom’s hair. “I know you can do it. He wants you to. And you want to do whatever he wants.”
Mom groaned, and pushed herself almost all the way off the flesh colored thing, then slammed herself back onto it. I could see the whole bed shake from her effort.
“Oh Daisy. You look so hot right now.” Amber leaned back, and was idly caressing her breast.
BAM! She did it again, grunting ferociously, a look of concentration on her face. BAM! Shit. She did look hot. She couldn’t move that much, tied like she was, but she could shift back and forth enough to really get some jiggle. And her big fat tits were jumping around as she slammed herself back and forth.
Amber just sat at the head of the bed, gently stroking Mom as she fucked herself.
“You are doing such a good job. He’s going to be so proud of you for this. I knew you could do it. Because this is what he wants.” She reached over and took the panties out of Mom’s mouth. “Sh-sh-sh. I just wanted to reward you. Because you’re fucking yourself oh so well. Doesn’t it feel good? Doesn’t it feel good to do what he wants you to do? Just knowing that he wants you open up your ass to him, it makes you hot, doesn’t it?”
Daisy kept her jaw clenched shut, but kept fucking herself over and over. Her hair had come loose, and strands were stuck across her sweaty forehead. Amber brushed her hair back and gathered it together, but it immediately came free as Daisy moved back and forth. Amber got up and looked at her.
For a long moment, Amber just watched. Watched as my Mom fucked herself in the ass. This was all just too hot. I quickly freed my cock and started stroking. Amber continued to watch, but I noticed that like me, she’d moved a hand to between her legs.
Daisy was starting to speed up.
Amber gasped, and then clapped. “Daisy! Go Daisy. Get it. Get it! Fuck, you look so hot!”
Daisy continued to go faster and faster, grunting with every thrust into her asshole, and panting with the far side of every stroke.
“Do it! Fucking do it! Just like we talked about it. You know you have to do it, it’s for him! You know you need to. This isn’t enough, you need to go all the way.” Amber sounded so excited. “Are you going to show him? Are you going to tell him? Go on Daisy! You know he’ll love it. Tell him what you are doing. You know he wants to hear!”
Daisy raised her head, and her face was a masque of arousal and concentration. “Ugh! I—Ugh—I am—Ugh—fucking myself—Ugh. Shit. Um. Ugh. I’m fucking—Ugh—Myself in—Ugh—the Ugh Ugh fuck. The Ass!” She bit off, before lowering her head and really picking up the pace as she fucked herself.
“Yes! Fuck yeah! Tell him what you want!”
“Ugh! Fuck! Oh fuck. Mmmgh! I fucking want—mgh to show him! Ugh!!! Show him that—Ugh that I can—mmmph take his cock! That—ugh, that I can take it—ugh take it in the ass!” She grunted, never stopping the pace of fucking herself.
“And how, baby! How are you going to show him?! He needs to know, right! Like we talked about. How?!” Amber’s hand was back between her own thighs, and was moving faster too.
“Oh! Oh! I’m so close. Oh!”
“Tell him Daisy. Tell him how you’re going to show him that you’re ready for him! How are you going to show him that you can take his cock in your ass!?”
Daisy was whipping herself back and forth in a frenzy, and tilted her head back and cried out. “I’m going to cum! Fuck me I’m going to come with his cock in my ass! OOOOOH GOD OH GOD OH FUCK ME! FUCK ME I’M CUMMMMING!!” She shrieked, and slammed herself one last time against the dildo before hunching up her whole body and shaking every muscle in her body as she came. I don’t know how long her orgasm lasted, but eventually she slumped off the dildo and collapsed as best she could in her tied up state.
Amber lifted her slick fingers to her own lips and delicately licked them clean and shuddered herself before taking a long deep breath. Then reached out to start untie-ing Mom.
“I’m so proud of you Daisy. You did so good. I know he’ll be happy with what you did” And she didn’t say this with any hidden malice, or sarcasm. She seemed genuinely proud of her.
I didn’t notice until after she was fully untied, and the two were snuggling and whispering to each other that I’d cum all over my pants and keyboard. They looked so cute together. Amber was so much smaller than Mom, but Amber was the one stroking Mom’s head and muttering to her. It was adorable. How did I get this lucky? I picked up my phone.