There were two rather special experiences that happened in a short time following my moving in with my Angel worth offering. The first was my meeting of Al’s Mama and the second was my first of many sessions as Al’s medical practice patient for four lovely student nurses.

Mama Millia (Ludmillia Sventon) looked more like Al and Jacks only slightly older sister than their mother. She came for a week long visit about two months after Al and I had moved in…just before school started back up.

We were waiting for her when she pulled into the driveway that Saturday morning. She popped out of her Beamer two-seater and when our eyes met it was SOMETHING at first sight. She was Al all over again!

She came straight to me and took me into her arms. “So, you are the boy that has stolen my Alicia’s heart. I can see how!!!” She kissed me and there was NOTHING motherly about the kiss. Mama Millia makes me think a little of a much blonder version of maybe Charo! She is a walking talking sexual assault on every male within eyesight or earshot of her. Only after she had me rock hard and had checked that out with her hand in my pants did she turn to her daughters. Then there was squealing and crying.

Once all of Mama Millia’s stuff was in the house, the drapes were closed, the doors locked, I was ordered to strip for Mama. “I see my Al has you well trained.” She complimented me as she touched me and almost got squirted.

“Be careful Mama, Al warned. “He is young and I have him really raw right now. He has a hair trigger.”

“Why are you torturing the poor Baby. Does he have limited stamina?” Mama Millia asked.

“Actually Mama he has too much stamina but I would like him to learn control.” Al told her.

Mama Millia looked at me. “Come here Baby.” She opened her arms. “I will show you control.” She opened her blouse and freed her breasts. I know my eyes nearly popped out! “Come and suck a tity for me Baby.” She ordered me. Her body pressed against me and after a couple of moments of rubbing her body on mine she hugged me. First she quite obviously put a finger in her mouth that then, when she wrapped her arms around my waist, she went into my ass with it. I moaned, tried to jump back and came hard, squirting my cream all over her from breasts to ankles.

I was MORTIFIED!! “I am so sorry Ms Sventon!!! I don’t know what happened.” I blurted. I could feel the tears of shame rolling down my face.

She looked at me smiled and said softly, “Don’t be sad my little boy!! You did EXACTLY as I made you Baby. You did it wonderfully but I’m going to have to spank you if you call me Ms. Sventon again. Mama is fine Millia is fine or Mama Millia but never again Ms Sventon do you understand?”

I looked at her sniffing, “Yes Mama!!”

“You are a good boy! Al needs to control you better. You need to cum as often as you need to and then you will have better control. “She pealed out of the pants and panties and for the rest of her time there she refused to wear a stitch unless we were going out. Shortly she had Al and Jack naked and then it was family enema time! Mama is obviously where the joy of enemas came from!

The enemas that they took from Mama Millia were extremely enlightening. When it was time for their enemas they would lay down on their tummies on the bed with both their arms underneath and their fingers visible. It was obvious from the beginning that they were allowed possibly taught to and encouraged to masturbate through the entire process.

Al was quiet and would tremble as she came only the tips of her fingers visible as she teased her clit. Jack was exactly the opposite and had fingers working in her pussy and was humping, moaning and even screamed YES!! A few times. Mama Millia swatted her ass stingingly for this and told her to stop showing off. Each girl received three enemas, one extra soapy and two rinses. They masturbated during each and every one. The soapy ones caused a lot of irritation and cramps. I had these observations verified when it was MY turn.

Mama Millia had totally different instructions for me. I tried to assume the position that Al and Jack had used but she wasn’t having that. “No, No Rocky, You are not a girl. You take your enema like a boy. You need to lie on your back.” She informed me.

I was rolled over and the girls helped Mama Millia position me. My legs were pulled way back and held by the girls. My pecker was up again and surveying its domain. Mama Millia patted it before she put on a glove and lubricated it. She started out with one finger but before she was done she had at least four up my ass and had me bucking and near explosion. If I already hadn’t done that once for Mama I would have done it then for sure. The enema was a haze because Mama carefully kept me right on the edge of orgasm with one hand massaging my throbbing penis while controlling the enema with her other hand.

“Mama,” Jack asked, “Why will you do that for him but you’ve never helped ME.”

She looked at Jack as if she were a little slow. “You and Al are my blood Daughters. It is not fitting that I should help you in that way. Have you been unable to find non-family men willing to help you with that? By the way just so you will know, you and your cousin Eddy were not near as sneaky as you thought you were. If you will remember, a week after they went home you had to go see Doctor Jessen. We checked to make sure you hadn’t caught anything or were knocked up. I wasn’t too worried, the dumb little shit never did figure out that you flush twice and hang around to make sure the rubber goes down and STAYS. You seemed to do fine without my help anyways. Rocky on the other hand is most assuredly NOT my blood son. I don’t have to worry about getting preggers any more and I assume that my so very well educated Doctor Nurse would know if he had any diseases that we needed to worry about. SOOO if I want to play with him and share in his pleasure it is perfectly acceptable behavior. Since you are so nosey I will tell you my plans! Al says he is over supplied in the go stuff so I am going to partake and just see about that. He has cum for me once and before he will be allowed to empty after each enema I plan of drinking him down. We will just see how much stamina our little stud has!”

I looked up at Al who was grinning and Jack who looked a little shocked and said, “I LOVE the way your Mama thinks!! You have the coolest Mama EVER!”

Good to her word, when the bag was empty, she laid forward onto me so her long blond hair covered my chest and proceeded to do a mind blowing job of popping my cork and sucking the well dry. She then stood up smiled, helped me up and led me off to the toilet where she uncorked me and sat me down. After a long and VERY intense kiss she patted me on the head and left me to empty. As I drained there was lots of laughing going on in the bedroom. When I was done I cleaned up real good and returned to the bedroom. I was positioned and then Jack went to refill the bag.

“Al is totally right about you Rocky!” Mama Millia told me. “You are the perfect man/child and your innocence is a wonder in this day and age. Most boys pick up most of the BS before they are much over half your age…from TV if nothing else.”

“We didn’t have a TV. I think at first it was because we didn’t have the money but then later it was because Mom really didn’t want me seeing all the filth and stuff she heard about. We read a lot and went to a few movies.”

“A VERY smart Lady is your Mom. It is obvious to me that her wishes to raise a very special boy have been totally successful.

Al blurted, “You never told me that you were raised without Television!”

“It never came up! I don’t see one of the idiot boxes in your livingroom or bed room. Do YOU even have one?”

“There’s one somewhere…I bought it before the first Gulf War after 911 sometime.”

I looked at her, “I never thought to ask you if you had one or to tell you that I hadn’t lived with one because they have never been a part of my life.”

Mama Millia began playing her evil games with my ass, penis and balls and by the time the nozzle went in I was panting and could hardly wait to get that enema in me for another Grand Finale! Her hands were like magic in that she seemed to know exactly what I needed to push me without her ever being out of total control. When the bag went flat she smiled at me and closed the clamp.

“Very nice Rocky! Not a single pause or stop. You seemed to be in a hurry to finish the enema.” Her hand was teasing me.

“Mama Millia,” I groaned, “I just wish to please you.”

“Oh Honey you are doing a wonderful job of THAT and will do even better later once we get you under control.” She smiled at Al, “If you want to train and teach a horse control you first have to let it out of the stall. He is too raw and overfilled to teach him about control. We will need to milk him several times a day after this to help him. As good as he is now you won’t believe your eyes in a few days.”

On a side note, I asked Al that night what her Mama did for a living and she laughed, it seems that Mama Millia was Dr. Ludmillia J. Sventon MD, PHD, LST. What that means is she was an MD doctor/Physiatrist/Licensed Sex Therapist and Counselor! BOY DID SHE KNOW HER STUFF!!

Again Mama Millia took me in and this time made me last for a little while before she pushed me over the top and sucked me dry again. I was a little shaky after this so my trip to the toilet had to wait for a bit. Then she took me and again kissed me for being her good boy and left me to empty. To tell you the truth, at this point I felt like we might be doing this ALL night. I was weary but nonetheless I was already thinking about next time! Once again when I had thoroughly emptied, cleaned and washed I returned to the bedroom.

The procedure was totally different this time as Mama Millia sat me on the end of the bed and began kissing me. From this she proceeded to crawling up unto my lap with her legs wrapped around me and sure enough the next thing that I knew she was reaching down between us and guiding me into port!!! Once in place she told me not to move and began to rise and fall gently on me until her pussy spasmed several times and a red blush flooded her chest and face as she happily rode slowly on to several long gentle orgasms. When she was done she kissed me sweetly, thanked me and got off. Someone had refilled the bag so I was laid back and Mama’s gloved fingers went in search of gold somewhere a foot or so up my ass.

I was long past caring WHAT she did to me as long as she kept doing it and was slightly sad when she pulled out and placed the nozzle. Once the nozzle was in she massaged a point between my balls and asshole as she took possession of my pouting pointer. The enema was given extra-slowly and she kept me wildly interested the entire time. When the bag was done I was panting in excitement.

“Mama Millia, could you maybe crawl up here and let me…offer you a little love while you do that…or before.” I asked as she prepared to “drink me all up” again.

“You are indeed a sweet boy but I do not wish to dilute my pleasures. I am greatly enjoying this as I’m sure that I would greatly enjoy that but it would fall far short of being twice as good! I will wish you to do THAT dear boy when I can no longer do THIS.” With that she fell up on me and within 30 seconds had me pumping my need into her happy mouth.

When she was done I lay there eyes a little crossed and a little incoherent. When they took me to the toilet, relieved me of the nozzle and seated me, when Mama came to kiss me I tried to get her to come into my lap. She laughed and told me that she would maybe do that later but that right now I was in the middle of something else. With great sadness in my heart I watched her leave.

I think I took a little longer this time. I know that my cleaning was longer but finally I again walked/stumbled out and to the bed.