Judge Sandy Ch. 04

Introduction -- I started this story some time ago. I hope to finish it eventually. If you want to follow the storyline, I suggest reading the first three chapters before this one. I hope you enjoy.

Vladimir Petrova slammed his hand on his desk, overcome with rage. "How the fuck does this happen?! How does one fucking bitch cause us so much trouble?! What the fuck am I going to tell mother when I get back to the mansion? Four guys taken out in the garage! And now three more arrested, sitting in their van!" He looked at Maxim, his head of security. "Are your guys that fucking stupid? Being that obvious, sitting in a van and watching the bitch's house?"

Maxim knew his life was on the line now. He'd seen guys killed for less. "I guess they were, boss. I'll take care of them. Buckman is on it now, getting them out of jail. He said something about the cops not having probable cause. So the charges won't stick."

"I don't give a fuck about that!" Vlad screamed. "I give a fuck about their stupidity!" What he was really enraged about was the botched job of trying to abduct Sandy Fiore and losing four of his guys in the process.

Maxim sat in front of Vlad's desk, in silence. Afraid to say anything. As did the other three guys behind him, sitting in various spots around the office.

Lev was the shortest of the three at 5'11". But he was also the most ruthless and cruel of them. When they were given an assignment as a group, he was always the one in charge. Artur was the biggest of the three, standing at 6'7". And it was all rock solid muscle. He was just one of those guys blessed with really big genes. He was also the quiet one in the group. Rarely speaking, but always aware of everything going on around him. If it wasn't for his size he could easily be ignored and taken for granted. Pyotr was just the opposite in personality. He was still a big man, standing at 6'5". But he didn't know when to shut up. This was one of those times. "You want us to go after her boss?" Pyotr asked.

Maxim turned his head a gave him a glaring look, as did Lev and Artur. All three wanted to say something. But didn't.

Vlad just stared at Pyotr for several seconds. 'If he wasn't such a loyal soldier, I'd put a bullet in his head just to shut him up.' He thought to himself. Vlad's hatred for Sandra Fiore trumped his disdain for conceding to Pyotr's idea. He was right. He wanted to know what the bitch was doing. The longer it took for him to get her, the angrier his mother would become. And no one wanted to feel her wrath. He looked at Lev. "Check to see if there are any houses within sight of the Judge's house that are for rent. If so, rent it. Then you three take up residence and keep a 24/7 watch on her place." Vald leaned across his desk. "I want this bitch to pay for sending my brother to prison. Bring her to me and your reward will be great. Fuck this one up and you'll all be at the bottom of Lake Michigan. Now you three, get the fuck out of my office."

Lev, Artur and Pyotr got up to leave, glad to be getting out of sight of Vlad. As they closed the door behind them Vlad looked at Maxim. "Go get Angela. I need a distraction. Get whoever you want for yourself."

Vlad's office was in the back of one of the strip clubs the Petrova family owned. The family immigrated to the U. S. in the early 90's, shortly after the Berlin wall came down and Russia fell apart financially and politically. They had already built a small criminal empire back in Mother Russia. But they saw the U. S. as the land of opportunity for growing their wealth in ways they knew they couldn't achieve in Russia. Within a few short years they had built a thriving criminal empire. They were involved in everything and anything that made them money; Prostitution, extortion, money laundering, drugs, gun running, human trafficking. They had purchased three strip joints scattered throughout the western suburbs of Chicago to better launder all their illegal cash. Over the years, they'd filled the strip joints with women who'd either fallen on hard times, or they'd blackmailed and threatened into submission.

Maxim returned a few minutes later with Angela and Mindy following him. Angela was an attractive 29 year old mother, with an 8 year old son. She had been stripping and whoring for the Petrova family for almost two years now. Her husband had amassed a huge gambling debt. The debt was eventually sold to the Russians who came after him. He managed to slip away and go into hiding, leaving his wife, Angela, to pay his debt with her body. Angela knew her fait was sealed shortly after she started stripping. Vlad and his brother, Pavel, had a huge propensity for big tits. If their strippers didn't have big enough tits, they sent them to a plastic surgeon, they owned and had them enlarged. Angela was forced to have her tits enlarged to 36DDD. When she voiced her desire not to have her tits enlarged, Pavel threatened her without really saying it. But she left his office knowing exactly what he'd do to her and her son if she didn't comply.

Mindy was a 44 year old woman, who was in remarkably great shape for a woman her age. She'd been stripping for the Petrova family a few years longer than Angela. Her story was somewhat similar to Angela's. Her husband had been an alcoholic that drank away their savings and eventually their house. He ended up committing suicide, leaving Mindy nothing but a mountain of debt. But Mindy was a survivor. She had no skills that made her marketable. But she was an attractive woman who had been blessed with a great body and a pair of breasts that made men stare, 38E, which she had always enjoyed flaunting. She'd always been a bit of an exhibitionist. She knew she could make money stripping. She innocently went to work for the Petrova family, thinking she could slowly work her way out of debt. After a week on the job, Pavel made her an offer she foolishly jumped at. He offered to pay off her debt and set her up in a nice condo, "out of the kindness of his heart." She naively accepted his offer out of desperation. It was only a few weeks later that she realized there was no kindness within any of their hearts.

The ladies walked in the office wearing only their G-strings and a lacy bra, barely containing their massive tits, and a pair of stiletto heels. Both knew why they were there. They'd done this countless times before. They were just relieved to see that Lev, Artur and Pyotr were gone. They hated it when Vlad brought them to his office and passed them around the group.

"Ah! There's my favorite whore!" Vlad said smiling, holding out his hand to Angela. All the men enjoyed treating them with contempt and disdain, humiliating them and keeping them reminded the only thing they were good for.

Angela walked around the desk and stood in front of Vlad as he turned his chair, staring up at her. Maxim took Mindy by the hand and led her over to the couch.

"Lose the top, slut." Vlad said to Angela as he sat there staring at her body like the predator he was. "You know why you're here, and you know why we gave you those tits."

Maxim stood in front of the couch and began unbuckling his pants as Mindy removed her bra and G-string. She knew what he wanted. She'd done this dozens of times before. She'd drop to her knees and suck his cock till it was hard. Then straddle his lap and ride his cock while he sucked on and slapped her tits, as he taunted her. But of the other four, besides Vlad, she'd rather it be Maxim she fucked. He wasn't as cruel as the others.

Angela dropped to her knees, between Vlad's legs and began unbuckling his belt and pants. She desperately hoped he wouldn't talk to her, forcing her to look up at him. She just wanted to focus on what she had to do and get out of there. But she knew he was a cruel man.

"How's that boy of yours?" Vlad asked her smiling. He knew just the mention of her son made her tremble in fear. Something he fed on.

Angela felt her stomach knot up at the mention of her son, Robbie. She forced herself to look up at Vlad as she answered his question. She knew she'd get a slap across the face if she didn't. "He's good." She said with a weak smile. She pulled his pants and shorts down his legs as he lifted himself out of his chair slightly. She wrapped her delicate hands around his semi-rigid shaft and stroked is softly, the way she knew he liked.

"How's he doing in school?" He asked, continuing his taunting. He didn't give a shit about her son. He just enjoyed keeping her reminded he owned her and her son.

Angela looked up at him, holding back the tears. "He's doing good. He's got straight A's so far this year." She returned her gaze to his hardening cock. Then she dropped her head and buried his shaft in her mouth, with the hope that he'd stop talking to her.

Vlad's head dropped back slightly as he groaned his approval. He looked over at Maxim, who's cock was buried in Mindy's mouth, as she knelt between his legs. The two men looked at each other smiling. "No matter how many times this slut sucks my cock, it never gets old." Vlad said.

"Agreed." Maxim replied chuckling. "That's why I like this one. Seems as though the older they are, the more eager to please they are."

Vlad pointed his finger at Maxim. "Good insight my friend." Then his mind drifted back to his mother, Czarina, and what an attentive lover she had become at the age of 55. She was so eager to please him, 'her boy,' as she always called him in their intimate moments. They had been lovers since the first time she'd seduced him, almost ten years ago. At first, the thought of fucking his mother on a regular basis, almost daily, repulsed him. In time, his conscience slowly became seared and he began seeing her as just another woman. He learned quickly what she liked and what she didn't like. He learned how to take control in bed and have her perform in a way that pleased him. But he also learned quickly there were certain lines he didn't cross, out of fear of experiencing her wrath. One of those lines was he was under strict orders to never fuck any of the strippers that worked for them. The only pussy he was allowed to fuck was his mother's. He would never forget the day she held a knife to his cock and told him she'd cut it off if she ever found out he was fucking any woman but her. "You can use the sluts mouth and ass all you want. That's what sluts are good for." She told him.

Vlad grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her mouth off his cock, forcing her to look up at him. "Use your tits!" He said smiling. "That's what they're good for." He could hear his mother's words echoing in his brain. He watched as she leaned forward and wrapped her tits around his shaft. Then squeeze them together, engulfing his cock in their warmth and softness. "So, your boy is a straight A student." He couldn't help himself. He got such a sick pleasure out of taunting the sluts at the strip club, and watching them cringe in fear and humiliation. "I'm always looking for smart soldiers to work for me." He said smiling.

Angela stared up at him, fighting back the tears as she pumped her tits up and down his shaft. A mixture of rage and fear washed over her.

Vlad held her head secure with a fistful of her hair as he taunted her. "You serve me well as my slut, and I'll take care of that boy of yours."

His threat was not lost on Angela. She knew her obedience and submission was the only thing keeping her, and her son, alive.

Maxim's eyes stayed locked on Mindy's as her mouth bobbed up and down on his shaft. "You're becoming my favorite slut." He said softly. "I'm thinking about paying off your debt, and taking ownership of you. Would you like that?"

Mindy didn't know how to answer. The thought of being owned by this pig disgusted her. She wasn't about to tell him that. She continued to work his cock with her mouth as she thought about how to answer. But then she thought about the possibilities. Maybe she wouldn't be passed around the other guys if Maxim bought her for himself. She pulled her mouth off his cock with a soft pop. She forced herself to give him a weak smile. "I'd like that. Does that mean I'd belong to you exclusively, baby?" She asked as seductively as she could muster. "Mmmm!" She purred. "I'd like that."

Maxim caressed the side of her face, smiling at her. "You be a good slut and take care of me and I'll see what I can do." He had no feelings for her, or anyone else for that matter. He just knew dangling a carrot of hope in front of her would make her a more willing and eager to please whore.

His dangling carrot had the affect on Mindy he knew it would. She lowered her mouth on his cock till the head hit the back of her throat, causing her to gag slightly. She began to suck and slurp on his cock with an enthusiasm and intensity she'd never shown before, as she cupped his nut sack and massaged it gently.

Maxim groaned his approval. "Mmmm! I knew you were the best cock sucking slut we have." He watched her head bobbing up and down as he listened to her slurping on his manhood. After a couple minutes he grabbed her head with both hands and lifted it off his cock. "Get up here. Time to go for a ride."

Vlad just stared at Angela as he kept her mouth impaled on his cock. It was always a rush for him, watching one of the strippers suck his cock, knowing they couldn't deny him because he was in complete control. But his mind always drifted back to his mother. Her voice cooing her approval whenever he went down on her. Her body responding to his manipulations. Her legs wrapped around him when he buried himself inside her. The intimacy they shared in the bedroom. He knew she had fucked him up in so many ways. Yet, he couldn't deny the hold his mother had on him and his affections.

"Suck it slut!" He growled at Angela. He felt his orgasm building. If he couldn't bury his cock in her pussy, he'd bury it in her mouth.

Angela obediently released his cock from between her tits and dropped her mouth, filling it with his cock. She knew he was close, and what was expected of her. Her fear of displeasing him far outweighed her disgust with swallowing another load of his semen. She'd lost count of how many times she'd done it over the last three years.

Vlad's fingers dug into Angela's scalp as his orgasm took control. He grunted with each ejaculation, pumping his seed into Angela's sucking mouth. His grip was viselike as he held her steady, his cock buried in her mouth.

Mindy ground her hips in a circular motion. Once again, her body betrayed her. Which only made her loathe herself even more. The combined pleasure of Maxim's cock filling her pussy, and his mouth locked on her breast, sucking and nibbling on her tender flesh, was too much for her to deny. She wrapped her hands around his head, entwining her fingers in his hair, pulling his head into her chest. "Feels so good." She moaned softly, before catching herself. She forced herself mentally to focus on the reality of her situation.

Maxim smiled to himself as he kept his mouth stuffed with her tit. It felt as though a faucet had been turned on between her legs. He could feel her juices running down his shaft and over his balls. 'Maybe she would be worth owning.' He thought to himself as he felt his own orgasm building.

Mindy intensified her efforts when she heard him begin to grunt and moan, grinding her pussy on his swelling cock in a circular motion. 'I'd rather be owned by one pig, then passed around them all.' She thought to herself. She pulled his head into her chest harder when she felt his cock explode inside her pussy. 'Fuck! But it does feel good!' Her brain screamed. As much as she tried, she couldn't hide her own moaning and panting as she had her own mini-orgasm.

Vlad pushed Angela's head back with disgust, finished with her. "Get yourself cleaned up and get back to work." He looked over at Maxim. Mindy was getting off of him as Angela was standing up. "I'm having a party at the house next week. You two will be there." He chuckled. "You'll be part of the party favors. Now get out of my office and make me lots of money."

Mindy looked at Maxim in desperation, hoping he'd say something. He just stared at her with a blank look. "What are you waiting for?" He asked her. "You heard the boss. Get your ass out there and make some money."

Vlad was driving back to the family estate on Lake Michigan. It was as late as he'd ever been heading home. He didn't want to go home and deal with his mother's wrath. He knew her anger wouldn't be assuaged till the bitch judge was dead. Sandy had locked up her firstborn. She would pay for that.

His phone rang just as he was pulling through the gate of their estate. "What is it?" Vlad asked, knowing it was Lev.

"We found a house just down the street from the judge's place that's for rent, boss." Lev replied, knowing not to give him anymore information than was necessary.

"Good. Rent it. Then the three of you take up residence and watch for the bitch. I want a daily report." Vlad paused as he thought his three guys. They were the best soldiers he had among the dozen or so he had. "Take one of the girls with you." He laughed. "That will help you three pass the time while you're watching for the bitch."

Vlad drove past the guard house in front of the gate to their estate. The guard opened the gate as soon as he recognized Vlad. The only thing on Vlad's mind was how he was going to deal with his mother's wrath, as yet another day went by and Judge Sandra Fiore was still alive. Their estate sat on the shores of Lake Michigan in the community of Kenilworth, just north of Chicago.

Czarina and her sons purchased the estate after the real estate bust of '08. The property consisted of ten acres with a winding driveway from the gate to the house, which backed up to Lake Michigan. It had it's own boat dock, and an infinity pool, overlooking the lake. They made a couple of upgrades after moving in. They raised the height of the concrete stone fence that surrounded the property from 5' to 10'. They also installed a security system with cameras covering every angle of the property. All of them controlled in one of the bedrooms on the second floor.

Czarina was standing at the top of the steps that led down to the circular driveway as Vlad pulled up to the front of the house. She was standing there with arms crossed. She was a statuesque woman. At fifty-five, she could have passed for a woman in her early forties. She now had the money to take care of herself and pamper her every whim. And she did.

The first half of her life had been anything but easy. She had born into a poor family in Russia. Her father died when she was just a little girl. She and her mother struggle to put food on the table and keep themselves sheltered. Her mother, Katerina, was an attractive woman that turned the heads of men, wherever she went. She had a natural beauty about her. She was blessed with raven black hair, long slender legs, a figure that looked as though she worked out every day, and a huge pair of breasts that made men drool with lust.

Katerina eventually turned to prostitution, going to work for one of the crime bosses in Moscow. She did everything she could to shelter Czarina from being pulled into the business, as her daughter grew up.

Czarina came home one day and found her mother laying on the floor, cut up and bleeding badly. A short, fat man she had never seen before was standing over her, pissing on her dying body. He turned to charge at her as soon as he saw her. Piece of advice. If you're going to charge someone, to attack them, don't do it with your cock hanging out of your pants. The drunken asshole got his cock pinched in the zipper on his pants. When he stopped, crying out in pain, to free his cock, Czarina pulled a switchblade from her pack and went to work cutting up the guy. Her mother had given her the knife a few years before and instructed her to always carry it with her. Czarina's rage at seeing her mother on the floor, all cut up, was evident in what she did to the guy. Her last act of vengeance was to cut off the guy's cock and shove it in his mouth.

Once she calmed down, Czarina didn't know what to do or who to call. She eventually called the "boss". He came to their apartment with several of his soldiers. When he saw what the guy had done to one of his prized whores, and then what Czarina had done to him, he knew she was someone he could use in his organization. Long story short. Czarina rose in the ranks of the organization. She had both an eye for making money for the organization, and a ruthlessness for making it happen.

When the wall came down in Berlin, in 1989, the Russian organization cast their eyes on the U. S. as a promising market. Czarina moved to the U. S. in the early '90s and set up shop. Within a few short years, business was booming.

During those years of climbing in the ranks of the organization, Czarina became harder and more ruthless. Two things drove her in her motivation for maintaining power. First, she swore she would never live in poverty again. And second, her hatred of men. The way she and her mother had been used and abused shaped her view of men for the rest of her life. The only two men in her life she trusted were her two sons. Why she chose her second born to seduce is still something those within the organization wondered about. Probably because Vlad was more like her in his personality.

"Well?" Czarina asked as she stared down the front steps to the house at Vlad as he stood at the bottom of them.

He stared up at her with mixed feelings. While he was fearful of one of her outbursts, his weariness of dealing with all the issues of the day won out. He started climbing the stairs as he recapped the days events. "We're still looking for her. I have Lev and the other two taking up residence in a house just down the street from her house so they can keep a watch out for her. And the guy who helped her." He stepped up on the porch and stood in front of her. He grabbed her arms as they hung beside her. "Mama." He spoke softly to her. "We will get her. That I promise you. You need to stop obsessing over this." He knew he was the only one who could talk to her this way. But he thought it best to temper his rebuke with acknowledging his love and concern for her. "I don't like to see you this way. It's not good for your blood pressure. I love you too much." He pulled her to him and wrapped his arms around her, holding her tight. "I will take care of this." He said softly as he stroked her back. He could feel her body relaxing as he held her.

Czarina pulled away enough to look up at her son. She stroked the side of his face. "I know you will my sweet boy." The look of anger on her face turned into one of tenderness as she looked up at him. "You're the only one I trust."

"I know mama." He said before dropping his head and kissing her. The kiss lingering far longer than a kiss should between mother and son. But he'd learned over the years what it took to calm his mother when she was upset. "I promise you, I'll take care of this." He kissed her softly again. "Now, I'm hungry. I haven't eaten all day."

Vlad sat at the kitchen island eating a plate of stew their cook, Maria, warmed up for him. Czarina sat next to him, just watching him as he ate. Vlad looked at Maria as she waited to see if there was anything else he wanted. "You can go home Maria. Thank you for the stew. It's delicious." As cruel and ruthless as he was outside the house. He always treated the servants within the house with kindness and respect. He thought they had enough to deal with, with his mother all day. No reason to add to their fear and stress.

"Thank you, Mr. Petrova. I'll see you in the morning."

Vlad watched her as she untied her apron, gathered up her things and left. One of the guards always walked her from the back door to her car, so the dogs wouldn't bother her. All of the servants were terrified of the three dogs they had patrolling the property 24/7. "Would you stop staring at me." He said, turning to his mother.

"I can't help myself." She reached over and began to stroke the inside of his thigh. "You have such a calming affect on me when you're home. I know I've been a bitch since your brother was put in prison. I just get so angry every time I think about him sitting in prison."

"I know it's hard. I get angry when I think about it too." That was somewhat of a lie. While it did anger him that his brother was in prison. Part of him was enjoying being the top dog within the organization now. He wanted to keep that position. But knew Pavel would be reinstated once he got out. "You have to stop thinking about it. Your anger isn't going to change anything." He reached over and caressed his mother's face. "I promise you mama. I will get the bitch who sentenced him to prison." Then he leaned over and kissed her softly. The barrier between him and this woman, who was his mother, had long been torn down. She had seen to that the multiple times she had seduced him, years ago. His referring to her as 'mama' was strictly a formality, since he couldn't call her by her first name.

He leaned back, smiling at her. "You're so much prettier when you're not angry."

She returned his smile as her hand continued to stroke the inside of his thigh. "You have that affect on me. That's why you're so good for me."

Vlad looked at his watch. "8:00. I need to shower."

Czarina stood and got behind him, wrapping one arm around his shoulders as she dropped her other hand between his legs. "Go shower my sweet boy." She cooed softly in his ear as she squeezed his growing manhood. "Then come join me in my room. We'll watch some TV together."

Vlad laughed to himself as he climbed the stairs to the second floor and his suite, knowing they wouldn't be watching much TV. Thirty minutes later he was walking down the hallway to his mother's suite, wearing his favorite pair of gym shorts and an oversized t-shirt. He opened the door and walked in, completely unannounced, locking it behind him.

Czarina was sitting on the couch in her suite, wearing a shear nightie with a full length shear robe covering it. She watched her son walk across the room towards her. Her personal suite was as big as most people's house. "You know you're the only one who can get away with that." She said with a degree of disdain. Every now and then, Vlad would push the edge of what he could get away with. "Everyone else in this house knows what would happen if they just walked into my room without announcing themselves first." All the staff, especially the men, lived in constant fear of angering her, and would never just walk into her room. Not even Czarina's personal maid.

Vlad just smiled at her, ignoring her words, as his eyes drank in her beauty and sensuality. She may have been his mother, but he no longer saw her that way. He sat down next to her and wrapped his right arm around her shoulders, dropping his right hand till it covered her breast. He pulled her into his body as he turned her face to his with his left hand, as his right hand squeezed her breast. "Did you really want to watch TV?" He asked smiling.

Czarina's irritation at his walking in unannounced quickly faded. He knew how to work her, and she knew it. "You really are a bad boy." She said smiling. Then gasped when she felt his fingers pinch her nipple softly and roll it between them. She reached up and caressed his face, a look of tenderness and longing coming over her face. "My sweet boy! You're the only man I trust."

He leaned forward and kissed her softly. "I know mama. I'm going to take care of you and the family." He whispered in her ear as his left hand grasped her other breast. He began kneading both her breasts as they shared another kiss. He could sense her arousal increasing as she moaned and gasped into his mouth.

Czarina grabbed his quickly hardening cock over his shorts. She began squeezing it softly. "You're the only man for me, my sweet boy."

Mother and son fondled each other for several minutes as they kissed. Each becoming lost in the sensations they gave the other. Nothing else in the world existed when they were locked in her room, together. They had played out this scenario hundreds of times before since they'd become lovers. That which had once been repulsive to Vlad had become something he looked forward to. The staff never understood why they kept separate bedrooms, seeing as Vlad slept in his mothers room almost every night.

Czarina slipped her hand inside his shorts and wrapped her hand around his hard manhood. She broke the kiss long enough to ask the question she asked almost every night. "You didn't fuck any of those whores today, did you?"

He smiled at her. "No mama. I didn't." He had been tempted so many times over the years. But the fear of the consequences always kept him in line.

"Good boy. So, who's mouth did you fuck today?" She knew her son and how much he enjoyed fucking their mouths.

"Angela's."

Czarina stroked his cock softly as they talked about his sexual encounter. "You like her, don't you? She's one of your favorites."

"I like the look of fear and helplessness on her face as she services my cock like a whore." Vlad replied as he kneaded her breasts harder. Both were becoming more aroused as they talked.

Czarina squeezed his cock firmly. "That's my good boy. I've taught you well. They are just sheep to be sheared and used for your pleasure. Is she a good cock sucker? Are her breasts as big as mine?"

Vlad squeezed both her breasts again as he dipped his head and kissed her again. "No mama. Hers are smaller than yours." Which was true. Czarina was a 38E. "But she's not a very good cock sucker."

Czarina squeezed his cock again, rubbing her thumb over the head, smearing his pre-cum all over it. "You're a good boy to lie to your mother like that."

Vlad's desire for his mother was growing as she worked his cock. "I'm not lying to you mama. I need you to take care of me." He moaned as he squeezed her breasts, digging his fingers into her tender flesh. "Your boy needs you to take care of him."

Czarina smiled at him as she pulled his cock above the elastic band of his gym shorts. Then she dropped her head, plunging her mouth on the length of his shaft.

Vlad laid his hand on her head as his head dropped back. "Oh fuck!" He groaned. "You make me feel so good, mama."

Czarina slid her mouth up and down his shaft. The feel of his hand resting on her head gave her a sense of belonging to the only man she'd ever do this to for the rest of her life. The love between them was twisted and depraved. Yet, the bond that existed between them was now unbreakable. She worked his cock for a couple minutes, listening to his moans and groans of approval, before standing up. She stood between his legs and slowly removed her robe and then her nightie. Then she bent over and grabbed his shorts at the waist and pulled them down and off his legs.

She climbed up on the couch, straddling her son's body. Then she reached between their bodies and took his cock in hand, guiding the head into her dripping pussy. She slowly lowered herself onto his shaft, smiling as she listened to his groans. "Does my sweet boy like it when mama takes care of him?"

"Oh, you know I do!" He groaned.

"Then tell me baby." She responded immediately. "Tell mama how much you need her." Czarina sounded like a little girl as she almost begged to hear the words she needed to hear from her son.

Vlad looked at her and saw the vulnerable woman that existed within the ruthless shell that was Czarina Petrova. A dichotomy that no one else saw. Not even his brother. He reached up with both hands and began gently caressing her breasts. "You are the most beautiful woman, mama." His hands glided over her breasts, barely touching her nipples as he caressed them with the palms of his hands. He knew exactly what she liked and how she liked it. He smiled as she closed her eyes and moaned, knowing she was becoming lost in the sensations and his words. "You are sensuous and desirable. You take such good care of me and the family." He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into his body.

Czarina opened her eyes and looked at him. Their faces just inches from each other. She took his face in her hands, cradling it. The look she gave him was a look Vlad knew no one else had ever seen.

"I love you, mama. And I need you so much. I need you to take care of me." He kissed her passionately. Their sexual desires took control as Czarina began to grind her pussy on his cock. Each of them panting and moaning into the other's mouth.

Vlad reached up from behind her, grabbed her shoulders and pulled her back. "You know what I want mama." He said panting.

Czarina giggled like a school girl as she cupped her breasts and lifted them as an offering to her son. "I know what you want, baby."

Vlad dropped his head and filled his mouth with her right breast. He began to suck and nurse on it like a starved baby that had been deprived of its mother's milk.

Czarina let out a long, guttural moan as his teeth and tongue worked her sensitive nipple. She wrapped her arms around his head, pulling it into her chest till she was almost smothering him. "That's it, baby." She cooed. "Let mama take care of you." She giggled softly as she held his head tight. "You nursed on these as a baby. I'm glad you still like them."

Vlad didn't acknowledge her statement. He'd been a tit man as long as he could remember. What wasn't to like about his mother's breasts. They were huge and still firm. The room became filled with the sounds of his slurping on her breast and his cock sloshing in and out of her pussy.

Czarina's panting intensified as her son took her with the expertise of a man who'd been doing it for years. "Oh my sweet boy!" She moaned softly. "You make me feel so good. So good." Her body began to tremble as her orgasm built.

Knowing her orgasm was about to take control of her body, Vlad bit down on her nipple hard enough to evoke the response he knew would come, as he teased it with the tip of his tongue. His mother's body erupted as she hugged his head tighter.

Czarina's grunts quickly became sobs as the intensity of the sensations collided with her emotions. Vlad loved her with a depth she had never experienced from any other man. Not even their father. Because of that love, and trust that they shared, she gave herself over to him in a way she'd never given herself to any man before. She knew that made her vulnerable. But she came to realize it was in that vulnerability that she discovered the depth of intimacy they shared.

Vlad felt his own orgasm building as his mother's body writhed and shook on his, the juices from her pussy flowing down his shaft, over his scrotum, puddling on the couch. He let out a guttural scream, only muffled by the breast stuffed in his mouth. He then began to grunt with each ejaculation as his cock exploded inside her. As much as he enjoyed using the sluts at the strip club, these times with his mother were far more satisfying and intense.

"Oh! I love my Vlad!" Czarina moaned as she descended from her euphoria, but feeling his body pumping his seed into her. "I love my sweet boy."

The two held each other for the longest time as each calmed themself. Neither wanting the euphoria to end. Vlad pulled her breast from his mouth. Then pulled her head down, and kissed her. "I love you mama." Then he smiled at her. "It's too early to go to bed."

She kissed his face in several places before responding. "Nonsense." She said smiling. "It's never too early to go to bed."