This is a continuation of the story “Boyfriend forced to watch me being used”. Please read that first or you will not understand the context of this story.

I was a little scared after having all those STD tests. What if I’ve contracted something from those guys? Mom was even more afraid for me, though, and she was worried that I might get pregnant. But, I assured her that wasn’t going to happen because I was on birth control.

Well, I just had to wait for the results. In the meanwhile, I couldn’t have sex with my boyfriend, I couldn’t risk infecting him with something that I might have.

I awoke the next morning with my boyfriend’s arm around me. I felt so safe, and so loved. He was still sound asleep, and I noticed that he had an erection. So called “morning wood”. My boyfriend loved fucking me in the morning, and I loved to start the day off being ravaged by him. Although, this morning it was a different story. I quietly got up and went into the kitchen to make coffee. Mom was there.

“Mom? What are you doing here, don’t you have work today?” I asked.

“No, honey, I took the week off to be here for you”, said Mom.

“That’s really not necessary mommy, I’m fine, I promise you”, I said.

“I know baby, but still, I want to be here if you need anything”, said Mom in a loving voice.

“Mommy –well, there is something that you could do, maybe. If you’re up for it, that is”, I said.

“Anything honey, what is it?” inquired Mom.

I explained the situation to her, and how I was scared of the possibility that I might have contracted something from the four guys who raped me, and I didn’t want to risk spreading anything to my boyfriend.

“Will you have sex with my boyfriend Mom? Keep him satisfied, until my results come back, please?” I asked, almost begged.

I explained that I wouldn’t feel hurt and that I wanted her to do it. She thought it was a bad idea and it was wrong, but, something inside her wanted to have my boyfriend’s cock inside her again.

“Baby, last night was almost a year since I’ve had a cock in me”, said Mom.

“Other than the rubber one”, I joked.

Mom turned a bright shade of pink.