Mom still told me nothing about her job or her career. I could not help but put the bits and pieces together to get some idea of what mom was actually doing. I believed she was first trained and then worked as an analyst of informations and other inputs from operatives in the field. Then she was promoted to actually having some direct control over some field operatives.
During my last year in college we were again given a bigger apartment with three bedrooms. Obviously this had to be one of the perks of her recent promotion. Mom no longer kept regular office hours. During that huge protest movement against Beijing, in the so called “Umbrellas Revolution” in Hongkong, mom was popping in and out of the apartment at odd hours of the day and on odd days of the week. I had to keep her informed of where I was any time of the day and who I was in contact with. Now I understood why it would be such a hassle for mom to rely on someone other than I as her regular fucker. She certainly had the foresight to use me instead. To obtain a security clearance like the one that I have, other than her colleagues, any outsider would have to go through lots of hassle. And that would not be a choice conducive to her ambitions.
Our sex life had some odd characteristics worth writing about. In all subsequent fuckings, I was always the one doing the “work”. She seldom participated in significant ways. Also, she needed fucking at odd hours of the day. Each session always lasted less than half an hour. I had no use for all the knowlege I got from reading books on how to please a woman sexually. At least never had the need to use it on her. She actually hated pussy eating and such. Mom would avoid it if she could. Mostly mom was ready for fucking when she asked me for it. She was ready for straight forward fucking with the minimum foreplay. I soon realized that mom was using sex as other women would use yoga, a way to relieve tensions and stresses. That meant that she had me fucked her two or three times a week. In other words, mom more or less had exclusive rights to my cock. But then, it was not as if I need to fuck anyone else. That was to say fucking-wise, even for a young man like me, mom managed to keep me sexually satiated. Mom even got a masseuse to teach me enough massage techniques so that sometimes I could combine the two and gave her the massage and “happy endings” whenever she wanted it. I thought perhaps she should pay me a salary. She did not. But for my birthday, just before my matriculation at the university, I got to pick a new car for myself.
That was not all. That night she brought me another present, a beautiful woman for me to fuck. In the months that followed mom would bring me more women saying that they were either rewards or compensations for the sacrifices I had to make for her career. They were invariably young and beautiful and were from different races. These events took place in my bedroom. Mom was always present, sitting either clothed or in the nude, on the sofa watching us. As mom did not participate significantly in the event, it was not a threesome in the way you would understand them.
It did not take very long for it to dawn on me that these beautiful women were neither my rewards nor my compensations. In fact, they and I were being put through some kind of tests and training. My suspicion was confirmed when mom suggested I enrole myself in some language courses. I turned down the offer and told mom to stop sending me any more women. However, I continued to fulfill my commitments to mom, fucking her whenever she needed it. Perhaps like my Dad before me, just a little taste of her world was more than enough for me. I will describe here in details three cases of my experiences with these women. You make up your mind whether my suspicion was well founded or not.
The first case involved Kathy, a small and delicate beauty of college age. 5 ft 2 ins. Right from the start, even though I was already rock hard, mom insisted that Kathy perform both the handjob and the head job on me. She was obviously amateurish. When I moved in for the penetration I had some problem. She was just too tight. After some stops and starts I finally got inside her and started a very slow, and for her rather painful, fucking. Within minutes she asked for time-out. Mom stepped in and called it a day.
The star in the second case was Samantha, a robust woman, standing at 5 ft 8 ins, with big breasts and a big round ass. She took to the big cock fucking like fish to water. I took her doggy-style. Sometime during the fucking mom had taken off her clothes and was fingering herself. As soon as Samantha got her orgasm, mom replaced her on the side of the bed, bent over and offered her arse to me. This was one of the rare occasions when mom actually joined in the fun. Before pressing my cock into mom I told mom I was already near my orgasm. But she told me to keep going until she got her orgasm. If this was not a test of my fucking stamina, then what was. I fucked mom like crazy for another six minutes before I let myself go and delivered one hell of a load of cum.
The third case involved anal fucking with one of her colleague. Mom was there giving instructions. She first told Olivia to constrict her sphincter. I could not even get a finger inside her. Then mom told her to relax her sphincter, and first my fingers and then my big cock went in without a hitch. In fact a big hole appeared where her anus was. During the fucking that followed Olivia constricted and relaxed her sphincter at will. I got the best anal fuck of my life. Obviously Olivia was the trainer and I was the trainee.